Chapter 9
Nine
Blitz
I slam my mouth onto hers, sipping from her like a man starved.
To be honest, I am starving. Starved for the woman under me.
I’ve dreamed of her just like this so many times, and yet those dreams don't even begin to compare to the way she feels under me right now.
Charlie runs her nails up my back and into my hair, fisting it and pulling me tighter to her.
She captures my tongue sucking on it. On instinct, I grind down into her.
Pulling away, I slide off the bed, taking in every inch that is my little Sparrow.
“Slide up the bed,” I command.
She watches me as she does what I tell her.
I slide my jeans down, letting my rock-hard cock out of its confines.
Charlie watches me as I wrap my hand around it, stroking slowly.
I smirk when she licks her lips. My cock grows impossibly harder at the thought of her wrapping those pale pink lips around it.
“Take your bra off,” I instruct her.
She jumps at the sound of my voice in the quiet room before doing as instructed.
I step out of my jeans before crawling up the bed, peppering kisses up her body as I go, whispering between each kiss how beautiful, precious, and perfect she is.
By the time I make it to her mouth and settle between her thighs, she’s a whimpering mess.
“Do you want this, Sparrow?” I ask her between kisses.
“Yes, Blitz, I want you,” she whispers against my mouth. “I want all of you, please.”
“Your wish is my command,” I answer, lining my cock up with her dripping pussy.
I slide the head of my cock into her heat, fighting the urge to slam inside her hard and fast. With every inch I give her, Charlie moans, sliding her nails down my back.
“Sparrow, you feel so fucking good,” I groan into her neck.
“More, Blitz, I need more,” she sighs when I finally hit bottom.
Pulling back, I look down at her, searching her face for any uncertainty. When I don’t find anything but a woman high on lust, I slowly slide out before slamming home. Charlie moans, arching her back, rubbing her rock-hard nipples against my chest.
“Yes,” she groans as I hit that spot over and over again.
“Fuck, Sparrow, you're so goddamn tight I don’t know how long I’m going to last,” I gasp out.
“More,” she whispers, clutching my back.
I pick up my pace, slamming into her repeatedly and grinding down onto her clit as I go.
Charlie crosses her ankles at the base of my spine, keeping me from pulling all the way out.
Reaching between our bodies, I pinch her clit, pushing her over the edge one more time as I follow her.
Falling to my elbows so as not to crush her, I work to catch my breath.
Kissing her first on the lips and then her temple, I roll over, pulling her with me so that her head rests on my chest.
I wrap my right arm around her waist and draw little circles while tucking my left hand under my head. I listen to her breathe while she traces the tattoos on my chest, and finally feel a sense of peace that I haven’t felt in too damn long wash over me.
“Blitz?” she asks into the quiet.
“Hmm?” I hum.
“I’m scared,” she answers me.
“What are you scared of?”
“It always seems that when I think I’ve found my forever, or things are good and right in my life, it all goes to shit. Somehow, someway, it all blows up.” Her honesty is a balm to my soul.
“Not this time, Sparrow. This time you’ve got me, and I won't let anything take your happiness,” I tell her, meaning every word.
I can feel her smile against my chest. “You can’t always be here to make sure that I’m safe, happy, and taken care of.”
“I might not be able to, but what I can do is make sure that there are always people and plans in place to ensure your happiness is always taken care of,” I tell her, meaning every word of what I’m saying.
Charlie sighs, relaxing further into me. Before I know it, I’m passed out holding the woman that I’ve craved for entirely too l
∞∞∞
It’s been a month since the night I nearly walked out on my brothers and the club.
The days are finally getting longer, and we’re picking up work which is keeping us busy.
Charlie and I have fallen into a peaceful rhythm I didn’t know I was missing.
Every night I go to bed after sending her over the edge.
I’ve awoken more than once with her mouth wrapped around my cock.
It’s been a long fucking day and I’m ready to get back to the clubhouse to see my woman when I hear several motorcycles coming up the road.
I stop what I’m doing and step out of the house that we’re framing at the same time as Token.
The bikes come in fast, just a flash before they open fire, spraying the area with bullets.
As I hit the deck, I hear a grunt from Token and then a thump.
I instantly pull my phone from my pocket, hitting the panic button we all have programmed into them.
When we activate the button, it sends an SOS to every brother and drops a pin to our exact location.
The sound of the bikes leaving has me army-crawling across the floor in the direction I last saw Token.
I make it to him and breathe a sigh of relief when I don’t see any blood right away, but still fight to keep a clear head when I find him passed out cold.
I slap his cheek. “Token, come on, man. Wake up.”
I keep an ear out for footsteps, bikes, or anything to let me know someone was still close.
Instead of slapping him again, I do a sternum rub, which brings him around quickly.
He turns his head and his eyes blink open.
I hold my finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet.
We lay there in the dirt, sawdust, and dust, waiting for our brothers to show.
The sound of thunder and the vibration of the ground let us know our brothers are rolling in.
Token sits up and groans. “Fuck, what the hell happened?”
“The goddamn Knights have gotten fucking brave. Is what happened,” I snarl as I walk out to meet the guys.
“The fuck is going on?” Anvil calls, guns drawn.
“We took shots!” I gripe, pointing at the bullet hole in the side of the house.
“Fucking hell, any idea who?” Terro demands.
“They were on bikes. My guess would be Lucifer's Knights.” Token throws his hands up angrily.
“Do either of you need to see Remedy?” Terro questions.
We both shake our heads no.
“Let’s get back to the clubhouse. Prez is calling for church,” Terro tells us all.
Token and I climb into the work truck and pull out of the parking lot behind Anvil and Terro.
Mercy and Blender are on either side of us, with Rhino and Pope coming in behind the truck.
We make it to the club without a problem.
Token parks the truck outside the building where we run Gold Wings Construction.
I climb out and pull on my cut as I make my way towards the clubhouse, wanting to see Charlie before going into church.
I step into the dimly lit great room, looking in the direction of the bar where my Sparrow always is at this time of day.
She is there, smiling at each brother who comes to the bar to grab a quick drink before church.
She looks over at the door, and her smile grows even brighter when she sees me standing there.
That smile warms my soul, pulling me to her.
“Hey there, good-looking,” she sasses as I make it to the bar.
“Aww, thank you, Charlie Girl,” Remedy replies as he lays a hand on his chest.
Charlie chuckles, shaking her head. “You're pretty in your own right, Remy. Now, Blitz, would you like your usual before you make your way into church?”
Nodding, I smile at her. “Yeah, Sparrow.”
Like every time before, her face lights up at the use of the nickname Sparrow.
She turns back to me with my beer and a shot.
I throw back the shot before chasing it with a sip of my beer.
My Sparrow goes down the bar serving drinks, completely in her element.
I would even say she's finally happy and settled.
Raider comes out of his office like a hurricane.
“Get your asses in church. We’ve got shit to go over and chaos to fucking plan,” he shouts.
Everyone moves at once, taking their drinks with them as they go. I get up and go behind the bar, catching my woman by the hips and kissing her on the neck. She lets out a soft moan, leaning her head back on my chest. Looking at me over her shoulder, the smile on her face is sultry.
“Later, Sparrow, for now do me a favor and don’t leave the property,” I whisper kissing her temple.
“What’s happened?” she questions with concern in her voice.
“Nothing for you to worry about. Just stay close to the clubhouse.”
She nods, not saying another word. I kiss her temple one more time before letting her go, then head into church. I’m the last one through the door, so I close it behind me.
“Nice of you to join us,” Raider jabs at me.
“I knew you would wait.” I wink at him.
Ever since the night we finally aired everything out and finally started being honest about what’s going on in the club and our lives, we finally feel like a fucking family and brotherhood.
Don’t get me wrong, the psycho twins are as they’ve always been, but everyone seems lighter and more at ease, even with the shitstorm that is the Knights and the last of the sex trafficking ring.
Raider bangs the gavel, calling us to order. “Alright, there are several things that we need to go over. The first is that we need to bring in some more prospects. That was part of the reason we had the open club party that blew up like fireworks on the Fourth of July.”
Everyone murmurs to themselves at the reminder of the shitshow.
“Isn’t that the fucking truth.”
“Fucking assholes.”
“I can’t believe they were that fucking stupid.”
“That said, Anvil came to me about another way to possibly bring in three new guys,” Raider finally continues after giving everyone time to say their piece.