Epilogue Two
“Last night wasn”t enough, big fella?”
After last night and what we”d done, I knew we”d gone too far. Heat traced my cheeks as I remembered his hands on me. They”d felt so damn good, so powerful.
Fucking with him and his jealous streak was just too easy, but tonight I may have crossed the line. He’d been out at Live Wire, one of the bars downtown, when I walked in looking for him. One of the non-members at the bar saw me and thought he could approach me. Let’s just say things got a little out of hand and Lee was pissed.
“I told you not to come here!” He started angrily, dragging me out of the bar and towards his motorcycle, which was parked beneath an awning, hidden away from sight.
“Lee!” I cried out as he bent me over Blue.”
“Don”t. Fucking. Move.” He ordered and my body began to shake from the sound of his voice.
My skirt was short, and I knew he could practically see right up my ass crack. My pussy clenched as I felt the front of his jeans press against me. His hand slid up my back, beneath my hair until he was gripping a chunk of it in his fist. I held back a moan as his roughened fingertips dragged up my thigh and up the curve of my hip.
“Did I not tell you to behave?”
“I was behaving. The dude was rude and got on my nerves.”
“You cost me a fucking business deal! One I had been setting up for over a damn year!”
“Oh!” I yelled out as he gave me a sound smack on my left cheek. I bit my lip as I creamed my panties.
“Oh? All you have to say is, oh?” He gave me another smack that brought me on my toes and heated my behind.
“I didn’t know that’s what you were doing. You were supposed to be home an hour ago.”
“Once again. Did I not tell you to behave?” He fisted his hand in my hair, tugging at it with the same intensity that he was gripping my ass.
“You can’t do this! I’m not your property!”
“Is that right?” His voice lowered as he smacked the other cheek so hard, my body rocked forward.
“Ow!” My pussy had now started to beg, traitorous bitch. And then I wondered if my tongue was being a traitor as well. Cause I couldn”t just do and say what he wanted. Because my rebellious self-needed the palm of his hand not just on my ass. And as he swatted at me again, my body sprung to life as my legs shook.
“I”m going to let my dad know you beat me,” I breathed.
He bent over me, pressing his hard cock against me. “Do it. He’d probably thank me for issuing some punishment to your life. Besides, I”d like to see his face as I tell him his daughter”s pussy creams as I spank it.”
I gasped, whipping around to look at him. The words fell from my lips, and I moaned as his fingers traced the wettest spot on my panties.
“Dirty girl,” his tone was husky and a bit infuriating. To others it might have scared the shit out of them. To me he sounded so damn sexy, and I needed him right there in between my legs.
My body moved of its own accord. Just how it always did when at his mercy, cumming all over his hands. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as my body betrayed me, letting him know just how badly I wanted him. It wasn”t fair.
He swatted at my ass once again. This time, he gave me two consecutive blows and my body responded. I rocked back against his hardness, my thighs shaking as he rubbed my ass, warming it up before he spanked me again.
“You may not be my property, yet, but you”re still a Club Princess and you will represent this club accordingly.”
I cried out as he spanked me hard enough that I felt the burn. I whined, my head falling forward, my legs open wide as his hand ran down my back, holding me in position.
He stepped back and suddenly I felt his tongue soothing the sting on my right cheek. I couldn”t breathe from how good he felt.
“You like cumming on grown men”s fingers, Princess?”
“No,” I snapped back and bit back a curse as he popped me in my left cheek.
“What was that?” He chuckled as his fingers shifted my panties aside, sliding along my wetness.
“No,” I breathed, and instead of spanking me, he bit my cheek as his finger circled my clit. The mixture of pleasure and pain made me writhe against the bike.
He spanked me lightly on the cheek he had bitten as his fingers slid out of me. “Let”s see how you do on a man”s tongue, Princess.”
I opened my mouth to tell him not to dare, but there was no way I was getting out of this tonight. He”d warned me that if I wore this damn skirt in this clubhouse, I”d have to pay a price. I had no fucking clue the price would be paid in such a dirty, explicit way. But as his tongue dragged up my juices, I was ready to give him every penny I owned to my name. I”d pay any price to have his hot tongue roam my pussy lips like the hungry carnivore he was. He spread my cheeks and just dove in between my legs and the grunts he made as he ate me out were so fucking hot, I clung to the seat of Blue like a lifeline.
My thighs began to shake as his tongue curled around my clit. hIs thick black beard only enticed me to cum all over it. I was panting just as he bit down on the sensitive button, triggering me into a full-blown orgasm.
“Lee!”
I shook as his tongue dove into my pussy hole, sucking on me in such a fervor my thighs finally gave up on me. He growled and I felt him move behind me, pinning me against the bike, his cock sliding between my legs.
I gasped as he lifted me, tugging me against his chest as his cock was trapped between the thickness of my inner thighs.
My head fell back against his shoulder, his lips pressed against my ear as he spoke.
“I”m not going to slide my cock in, Princess. But I do need you to touch it for me.”
I moaned, reaching between my legs to stroke the slick head of his member. He was humping into my hand while he slid that steel rod between my swollen creamy center.
I whimpered as I pressed his cockhead to my clit, and he gave out a deep grunt as precum spilled onto my hand.
I couldn”t help it; I was on my knees before he could say anything. He only had time to groan as I took him into my mouth. Licking and sucking off any drop of cream I could find. His cock twitched as I ran my tongue over his balls. Stroking him as I sucked them into my mouth. He shifted, falling back onto the seat of the bike.
His fingers dug into my hair, gripping it and pulling my mouth off him. He bent over me, his hot mouth hovering over mine.
“You”re making it real hard not to want to fuck you.”
“Please,” I breathed against him, stroking his cock to entice him, but he wasn”t giving in.
Instead, he pressed my head down, feeding me his thick long cock once again.
“It’s my turn tonight, Princess.”
He grunted as I slid him down my throat, gagging as my muscles worked around his thickness.
“Fuck, you’re good at that.”
One last long suck and the man lifted me up and propped me over Blue once again. I moaned as his cock slid into me, thick and engorged. He fucked me fast and hard, each thrust hitting my g-spot and making me even more needy than I already was.
“Goddammit!” He growled, gripping me by the hips and sliding out of me.
“Lee,” I moaned, my head hanging over the seat as my body needed him.
“I’m sorry,” I looked over my shoulder at him.
He ran a hand down his face, his cock jutting out angrily as he tried to control his temper. “This is what you fucking do to me.”
I turned around, propping my ass onto the leather seat of his bike. I spread my legs, inviting him to join me.
His growl meant the world to me, and my raven loved it. She began to glow as he approached us. Reaching out, he played with a tendril of my hair, effervescent in the dim light.
“I still can’t get enough of seeing you like this.”
I was starting to learn the raven’s ways, allowing her to share in my emotions and read my thoughts. It had opened a completely new world for me. One where I could once again communicate with my mother, she wasn’t gone yet, and her raven was protecting her too. When she shifted, she healed, giving us all a little more time with her which meant my father was back, and my brother didn’t run away anymore.
I also learned that the raven wasn’t trying to entrap me. Seeing Madame Laveaux had opened up my spirit and I was more in tune with it than ever. I understood it now and realized it had always been trying to set me free.
My dreams were still filled with premonitions, some dark, some light. Lately, they had been very sweet when it concerned Lee and I. We were always riding off into some sunset, seeking out some adventure. And that’s what we were-two gypsy souls who had found each other in the darkness.
His mouth ran hotly along my neck as I stroked his hard length. His beard in that tender spot always made me needy. “You drive me to madness, my pretty little lunatic.”
“But I’d rather you fuck with me then get yourself in trouble,” I murmured against his lips as he grunted in need.
“I was going to bash that guy’s head in,” he grunted again.
“And that’s why I love you,” I gasped as he entered me.
“Fuck,” I breathed, my power rolling over me, and engulfing him.
“Shit, it’s doing it again.”
I giggled. “Just feel it. It’s okay. It won’t hurt you.” The sensations were new for both of us. The more intense the sex was, the more he felt my powers.
The first time it happened, he freaked out on me. He said it was like hundreds of electrical shocks running down his back. The second time, it lifted us into the air, he didn’t like that much. By the third time, I had learned to control it and it stroked him into pleasure. This time it was more concentrated, and I felt that electrical wave that he felt as he fucked me.
Our sex was hot, intense, we couldn’t get enough of one another. I’d learned that not only my raven could set me free, but my lover had that same power. Being under him meant I was safe, and I never wanted to escape. I wanted to stay here forever.
“I’m never going to get used to this,” he clenched his jaw as my pussy pulsed around him. I leaned back and felt the raven’s feather ruffle, cocooning me in its embrace. His cock filled me so perfectly, and as he fucked me, I spread my arms out, my raven relishing in the pleasure he induced in us.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, running his hand over my bra, tearing it down so he could bite and nibble on my flesh.
“I’m cumming, Lee,” I wrapped my arms around me as he loved me through yet another strange orgasm.
At some point, he’d exploded with me, but I was too high on the feeling that I didn’t notice. He was stroking my hair as we slowly came down from the power induced euphoria.
“You know, I kind of miss regular sex.”
I laughed into his neck. “I’ll control it eventually.”
“I’m not against us trying over and over again.” His beard tickled my neck as he teased me.
“You’re gonna be the death of me, my pretty bird.”
“Didn’t you die for me once already?”
“I guess I should be used to it, huh?”
“Don’t be so morbid,” I swatted at his chest, now scarred with the stab wounds from our last encounter with death.
I ran my fingers along the edge of one and sadness swept over me. “Don’t joke like that,” I fought back the tears that threatened to fall.
“I’m sorry,” he grabbed my hand and kissed it. “I didn’t mean that.”
“You ever try dying on me like that again and I’ll go with you,” I whispered.
He cradled my face, tipping my head back until my eyes met his. “You are my everything. Where you go, I go.” He shook his head in earnest. “I’d die for you a million times over.”
I reached up and touched his cheek, running my fingers over his beard. “How about we live a million times over.”
“Deal,” he uttered, right before he gave me one of his earth-shattering kisses.
I never told him this, but I could get lost forever in his kisses. It was how I fell in love with him in the first place. The second time was when he told me he’d never leave me. I sometimes wondered if he knew how his love had saved me.
My raven shuddered as I surrendered myself to him, because he was my home. He was the one who taught me that I didn’t have to be alone to feel free. That love was possible even when it didn’t feel like it could ever happen, to someone like me.