Chapter 17
Glad that Ace wanted to help take out the fly that got stuck in her eye, Nora stood stock-still as Ace held her head in place.
Ace leaned in closer and said, “Alright, darlin’. I’m gonna apply some pressure with my finger to wipe that bug to the outer corner of your eye. Okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
A sudden whoosh of air was the only warning before Angel bulldozed Ace to the ground.
Nora screamed in shock as Angel pummeled Ace”s face with his fist. Nora tried to shake off Buzz’s hand as he pulled her back from the guys fighting on the ground before her.
“Nooo!” she screamed.
“You’re fuckin’ dead!” Angel shouted before Ace made a swift move that he’d probably learned during his time in the military and freed himself from Angel’s grip.
Ace stood from the ground, his eyes spitting fire in Angel’s direction. “I was fuckin’ helpin’ your girl! Asshole!”
“Help her?!” Angel roared.
He tried to come at Ace again but luckily, Ranger and Dragon held Angel back.
“He did nothing wrong, brother. I was standing with them, remember? Do you think I would allow anyone near Quiet One after you trusted her to my care?” Buzz said to Angel calmly, raising his hands.
Angel spat on the ground, wiping the blood from his lip as his dark blue eyes went over from Ace to Nora.
Nora realized in that moment that she had two options right then and there.
She could use Angel’s ridiculous outburst and throw it in his face so she could run away from this daunting party zone as fast as she could. At least then she wouldn’t be stuck between these bikers openly fucking the same girls that most likely all fucked Angel.
That would be the end of her and Angel, though.
Nora wasn’t about to give up that easily on the man she’d came to know last night and even before that in the clubhouse during lockdown. Angel never shared stuff about his past or opened up to anyone like he did with her. She was absolutely sure of that.
Nora was hooked on Thomas, the young man still trapped deep inside Angel. She would never turn her back on him. He needed her, just like she needed him.
Since Buzz no longer held her arm, she came up to Angel and palmed his face.
“It’s okay. It’s just a misunderstanding,” she softly said while brushing her thumb over his cheek like he always did with her.
She watched him close his eyes and release the breath he had been holding. He pressed his forehead against hers, his arms enveloping her in an embrace.
“I don’t deserve you.”
Her heart broke into a million pieces, realizing that he’d truly meant those words.
“You deserve me just as much as I deserve you.”
The loud rock music turned back on, and some brothers laughed around them, but her eyes were solely focused on the broken man standing in front of her.
“Why are you still here?” he asked, his eyes scanning her face like he wanted to catch her lying.
She tried for a joke to lighten the mood and said, “I’m not going anywhere. I rode with you, remember?”
He blew air through his nose. “Oh, I remember. You know what riding on the back of my bike means, yeah?”
She swallowed the big lump stuck in her throat since she knew exactly what it meant.
“Y-yes.”
“Tell me you’re mine, Jump Fire.”
His hands slid to her butt, pushing her against him. She felt his erection poking against her belly, and felt instant butterflies when he whispered, “Tell me.”
“I’m yours.”
He claimed her mouth and soul with a brutal kiss.
She didn’t even care that half the club had been listening in and cheering them on as they publicly kissed.
Angel smiled against her lips. “Damn. This feels like some kind of wedding.”
“Congratulations. You just kissed your bride, fucker,” Wolf said before slapping a hand against Angel’s back.
Nora giggled and watched Angel receive fist bumps and hugs with slaps against the back of his head in congratulations from brothers coming at them from all angles.
Buzz wrapped an arm around Nora’s shoulders and said, “You’re good for him, Quiet One. I’m happy for you both.”
“Thanks Buzz.”
“I’ll probably see you soon at Valhalla Ink,” Buzz said with a wink.
“Why?”
“For your ‘Property of Angel’ tattoo.”
Nora scrunched her nose. “I’m not doing that.”
Buzz tilted his head. “It’s tradition.”
Nora realized she wouldn’t win this discussion with Buzz, since he’s the owner of the club’s tattoo parlor.
“If I ever do get a tattoo, I’ll ask Mia to do it.”
Buzz nodded. “I respect that you prefer your cousin.”
“Come with me,” Angel said, grabbing her hand and whisking her away from Buzz.
“Where are we going?” she asked while looking around the campsite near the river bend, filled with partying bikers and girls in all stages of undress.
“I need you,” he said, loud enough for Hunter, Blade and a few other club members to overhear.
“That’s right, brother. Take your Old Lady for a ride,” Hunter said, the double entendre clear on his face as he pronounced ‘ride’.
Nora didn’t dislike Hunter and Blade, but she still associated them with the old ways of the club, since they were a bit older than Angel.
Angel ignored them while leading the way up to the dirt path between the rocky part leading up to a patch of trees.
She knew perfectly well what Angel had in mind when he passed the first few trees but stopped just out of clear sight from his brothers.
“They can still see us,” she said while enjoying Angel’s kisses in her neck.
“I’m going to fuck my Old Lady for the first time and I’m gonna make sure that everybody hears you scream my fuckin’ name when I make you come.”
She almost sank to her knees at this prospect, but quickly grabbed the harsh bark while leaning her back against the oak tree.
“Thomas…” she moaned his name when he opened her jeans and his hand slipped inside her underwear.
“Damn. You’re dripping. You like the idea of my brothers watchin’ us?”
Nora had no idea she would get so turned on by the idea of those brutes wishing they were Angel while they watched him from afar fuck her raw against the tree.
“Answer me,” he said, pushing two fingers inside her pussy.
She let the back of her head fall against the bark of the tree and closed her eyes.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me?” he asked while pumping his fingers inside of her.
“Yes!” she said, louder this time. She directly earned a few hoots from a couple of brothers sitting close enough to overhear her. Nora peered through the trees but since she couldn’t make out any of the figures on the other side of the tree lines, she figured they also didn’t have a clear view of her.
“They all want you, Nora. But they can’t have you. You’re mine,” he said while yanking her jeans and underwear over her hips.
“Tell me you want this, Jump Fire.”
“I want you.”
He stopped for a moment, held her gaze and said, “Tell me you want me to fuck you right here and now with my club standing fifteen yards away.”
“I want it all.”
“Damn. You’re perfect.”
Since she wouldn’t have the time to take off her boots, she knew exactly in what position he’d fuck her.
Nora gave him a gentle push against his hard chest and took advantage of the small space between them to turn around, presenting him her naked butt since he’d already pulled her jeans and underwear down to her knees.
“My Old Lady is eager for her man’s dick, right?”
She tested him by pushing out her butt without answering him.
Like clockwork, Angel understood her meaning and struck her butt cheek with an open hand.
“Ah!”
“Take it, Jump Fire. You know you’re asking for it.”
“Yes. Do it again,” she moaned.
She heard a bit of rustling behind her and realized he’d put on a condom. Angel spanked her other cheek before he pulled her hair into a ponytail.
“This is gonna be fast and hard. Tell me to stop and I will,” he said before he placed a loving kiss against the side of her throat.
“Take me.”
“Beg me.”
“Please, fuck me. I need you now.”
“Yeah? You want my dick inside your cunt? Feel me moving inside of you?” he said, pushing his cock against her entrance.
“Yes…” she moaned, pushing back against him so he slid inside.
“Oh, that’s so good,” she said, earning a low whistle from somewhere in the distance.
“Fuck. I’m not gonna last if you keep that up,” he groaned behind her while pumping in and out of her.
Her hands ached as she held on for dear life against the rugged bark. Since they both got off on people overhearing her, she said, “Yes! Harder!”
“Fuckin’ Hell, is that Quiet One?” someone said in the distance.
Nora couldn’t care less. She’d never felt more liberated by closing her eyes and giving herself freely and without any hesitation to Angel.
She trusted him. She wanted him.
And in this moment, she realized she belonged to him.
“Again,” Angel said, his was voice dominant but his kiss on her cheek sweet.
“Aah!” she shouted.
His hands let go of her hips, finding her breasts underneath her crop top as he pushed her bra out of his way.
Angel rolled her hard nipples between his fingertips, making her tremble from being on edge for too long.
“I’m so close,” she whined, pushing her butt back against him, letting him go deeper.
“I know, I can feel it. Let me help you.”
Angel’s fingers found her clit, helping her right over the edge. She felt her orgasm rip through her body, her pussy clamping down on Angel’s cock.
“Fuck!” he bellowed.
“Live free—ride free,” a few brothers cited the club’s motto, in some kind of acknowledgement or appreciation—she didn’t know.
Nora giggled with her eyes closed, her head resting on her hand against the tree.
“That was amazing,” she said after catching her breath.
Angel pulled out of her, and when she turned around to straighten her clothes, she found him put the used condom in a small plastic bag.
”You came prepared,” she said, uncertain how to interpret his actions. He had likely done this countless times before, perfecting a routine with his litter.
Angel must have read something written on her face as he threw the bag on the ground and palmed her face.
“Stop over-analyzing. I can’t change my past, but I only want you in my future.”
“Just me and you,” she said, hoping he would ease her fears.
Angel kissed her lips, pulled back, and said, “Just me and you. I promise you; I’m not risking the best thing that ever happened to me for a quick fuck. You’re all I need, Jump Fire.”
“Okay. Because you will lose me. I’m not like the other Old Ladies. I don’t mind giving away a show like this from time to time, but I’ll never share you.”
Angel nodded. “I understand. Just like I’ll never let a brother touch you. They’ll have to kill me first.”
After rearranging her hair and clothes, he took her hand and walked them back towards the river bend.
The warm glow of the late afternoon sun bathed the beautiful campsite in an orange hue, and, combined with her own afterglow, lifted her spirits into a carefree mood.
“Yeah, yeah,” Angel said as they passed a few hooting brothers on their way down from the trees above the campsite.
Nora didn’t let them get to her, since hearing their commentary had made her hot just minutes ago and she wasn’t a hypocrite to cry wolf now.
“Can I get you guys anything?” she asked Angel and Buzz, who luckily acted like nothing had happened.
“You sure? Don’t want me to tag along to the cooler?” Angel asked while brushing a lock of hair from her face.
She smiled. “What can happen with my Old Man standing just a few steps away?”
He squeezed her butt. “Not a thing if any of them want to keep breathin’.”
Nora gave him a kiss on the lips, smiling as she pulled away.
She loved how relaxed and happy Angel looked as he held eye contact and said, “Damn. I’m such a lucky bastard.”
“Yeah, you are,” Buzz said when Nora left them to grab a few beers.
Nora only considered walking over to the cooler after seeing her half-sister Gwenn standing there with the Club Princess, Amara. As two Old Ladies themselves, Nora could have some female insight from them about club life while giving Angel some space to talk to his brothers.
She wanted to show Angel that this could work. He didn’t have to hold her hand all the time whenever they were around his club brothers. Not everyone was out to hurt her like one of the old-timers’ son, Rick, once hurt her sister, Cat, at a family cookout at the club.
Times were changing, and Nora kept in mind that her position as an Old Lady protected her even more.
“Hi girl,” Amara said before hugging her.
“Hi.”
Gwenn waited for her turn and pulled Nora into a bear hug. “I’m so happy for you.”
Right before Nora wanted to reply to her half-sister, she heard a nasal voice behind her say, “Ah, isn’t that cute? Sisters swopping stories about Angel?”
Nora froze in Gwenn’s arms and felt her half-sister do the same for a millisecond before she let go of Nora.
“Bitch. You’d better run. You don’t want me catching your fat ass,” Gwenn said to Molly, who stood there with a smug smile.
Nora knew Gwenn would kick the living shit out of Molly, gladly living up to her road name Brass Balls, but she needed to know what the hell Molly meant by her comment about swopping stories about Angel.
“You’ve been with Angel?” Nora asked Gwenn, ignoring Molly, who shouted, “That’s right, bitch. He fucked your sister!”
Amara pushed Molly to the ground, but Nora’s eyes zeroed in on Gwenn’s face.
Normally, Brass Balls had a certain air about her. She almost seemed untouchable. But Gwenn stood there, her eyes wide and her mouth open in shock.
“It happened months ago, and I only knew of you, but we didn’t talk at the time. And I didn’t know you had a thing for him. If I had known, I would’ve never?—”
“He knew. Angel knew us both, and he fucked you anyway.”
Gwenn shook her head. “He didn’t. I only gave him?—”
Nora held up a hand and said, “Save it for someone who gives a damn.”
With these words, she walked away from the campsite. She didn’t know how she would find her way back to Austin, but she wasn’t about to stay here for a second longer.