Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
Like Rabbits with Whiskey
A nd there she was. Naked in an outlaw’s bed. Sheets covering her body that smelled of his body. And his ejaculation. That undeniable smell of wet cum. Not to mention the smell of her body. Her sweet flavor that still made between her thighs damp.
She clung to a pillow, trying her best not to wonder if other women did the same thing. The deecees as everyone called them.
Nova rolled to her back and slowly sat up. She kicked at the covers to expose her leg to look at her tattoo. The rest of her body was covered when the bedroom door opened, and Linc came walking in, along with Darrow.
“What the fuck?” Nova cried out, face turning bright red.
“You’re covered up,” Linc said. “I was actually thinking you’d be dressed.”
“I can get dressed,” Nova offered.
“I can wait in the bathroom,” Darrow said.
“No need,” Linc said. He walked toward Nova and offered her a glass of whiskey. He winked at her. “You look so fucking delicious right now, darling. I never share and never will, but you’re going to be in Darrow’s mind all night.”
Nova swallowed hard.
“Don’t mean to break up the vibe here,” Darrow said. “But I figured it’s time to talk about your brother.”
Nova’s mind shifted gears. She sat up a little more. She pulled the covers up to her chin. She hid her exposed leg.
“Nick,” she whispered. “Is he…?”
“He’s still alive,” Darrow said. “As far as I can tell. Guys like your brother aren’t good at hiding. No offense. Not trying to call him…”
“He’s an idiot,” Linc said.
“Total idiot,” Nova added. “Where is he?”
“I tracked his socials and found all his closest friends. Way too easy to track people down right now. Last post visible was late last night. Your brother was in a picture with two guys. They were all holding handguns. Your brother looked rocked.”
“Rocked?” Nova asked.
“High,” Darrow said.
“ Yellow bunny ?” Linc asked, curling his lip.
“What’s that mean?” Nova asked.
Darrow shook his head. “I’m not speculating. I’m just giving the info as I get it. What I’m going to do next when I get a minute is figure out the house he was in. Find it on a map. Then we know his last known location.”
“Why can’t you do it right now?” Nova asked.
“Darling, there’s club business,” Linc said. “Nick isn’t…”
Linc shrugged his shoulders. Nova hated the gut punch feeling, but understood it. Her brother wasn’t a priority.
“Look, I’ll be honest,” Darrow said. “I’m catching a buzz and there are two deecees out there ready to fight for my cock. That’s my night. Sorry.”
Darrow nodded to Linc and then slipped out of the bedroom. Linc locked the door.
“What’s deecee mean?” Nova asked.
Linc looked over his shoulder. “Nothing scientific.”
“Wouldn’t expect that from you guys. But you can tell me.”
Linc returned to the bed and got in next to Nova. He was fully dressed, including his leather cut. Nova… obviously still very much naked, only wearing a sheet.
“It’s an old term,” Linc said. “ Deecee … take the actual letters. Stands for Devil’s Cunt .”
“How poetic.”
“Just a term for a woman that will do anything to get to you. The kind that will lie, cheat, steal. She wants her piece of you and then will fuck you over. Those ladies out there? They don’t want love. They want protection. They want a bank account to tap into. Most of all, they cross their fingers for two lines on a pregnancy test. Then they can run to the courts and get what they want.”
“That includes Maggie?”
“Let the Maggie thing go, darling,” Linc said. He touched Nova’s chin. “Unless you want to make it even. I’ll buy you a slutty thong and you can jerk me off into it.”
“I’ll only do that if I can rub Maggie’s face in it.”
Linc lifted an eyebrow. “You want to rub my cum all over Maggie’s face…?”
“Shit. She’d like that too much.” Nova touched her forehead. “Listen to me right now. I sound like you. I’m losing my mind.”
“No, darling. You’re just full of biker cum right now.”
Nova let out a yelling cry. “That’s disgusting!”
“It’s my cum. You’re fine.”
“Stop saying that word!”
“What word? Cum?”
“Lincoln,” Nova growled.
“Novaleigh,” Linc replied.
That’s all it took. Each taking a quick sip of whiskey and Linc pulled the sheet off Nova’s body. Nova reached for Linc’s leather cut and pulled at him. His mouth dipped down to her chest, tongue eagerly flicking at her right nipple.
There wasn’t much more to bring to life for Nova. Her breasts felt tender and heavy, in need of attention. Her nipples stood hard, tight. Butterflies of lust waved their wings in her lower belly, sending wetness down between her thighs.
Speaking of which, that’s where Linc’s fingers went. Playing in Nova’s wet pond. He then rubbed his fingers up her body. Her soft mound. Her lower belly.
His mouth opened and he took her breast into his mouth. He pulled. He popped away. Linc kissed Nova.
Using only his left hand Linc opened his jeans quickly, a pro in this sort of moment. Taking advantage of a kiss. Taking advantage of a little flirting. Most of all, Linc knew when a woman needed to be fucked. And when it came to Nova… He had his jeans down to his knees and then stopped.
“Get over here, darling,” Linc ordered.
He slid his arms around her and pulled her on top of him. Nova whimpered, suddenly straddling her favorite outlaw.
Her hands grabbed at the leather cut again. She understood the symbolism. What that leather cut meant. She knew how badly Linc wanted that leather cut. It was the only thing he ever cared about besides her.
Now her hands clung to that leather cut tightly as Linc’s hands smacked her hips. Nova caught herself rocking her hips. She did not need to lower down much at all. Linc was hard, tall, thick, ready… and, finally, entering her.
Nova let her head fall back, then arched her back, giving Linc her chest. As she sank down, taking more of Linc, she shivered. A warm explosion teased her lower belly.
“Oh, fuck, Linc,” she purred. “I’m going to come already.”
“I know, darling. I can feel it. Your cunt is perfect. Just let go. I’ll take care of you.”
Those words did something to Nova. Did they make her climax? Yeah. But it was more. Deeper than Linc’s cock inside her.
I’ll take care of you…
Words Nova had been aching to hear for such a long time. And she believed it. She knew if Linc said it, he would stand by it. She knew Linc would hurt people to protect her. She knew Linc would kill people to keep her safe.
Nova cried out and slammed her hips down. Hard. She then lifted and lowered… over and over. Fucking Linc hard and fast as she came. Her toes curled tight enough that they hurt.
She looked at Linc and lowered her mouth to his. She kissed him. He kissed her back, trying to take control. Nova refused it.
Linc’s hands ran up her body to her breasts. Cupping. Squeezing. Pressing them together. Then up to her face. Her hips moved faster than Nova knew they could. She felt possessed.
Yeah—by and outlaw’s cock.
Linc thrust up and Nova drove down. They matched each other’s moves and speed. At one point Nova leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Linc’s neck and pressed her chest to his face. She arched her lower back and stayed like that, letting Linc fuck her with unmatchable speed.
Where one orgasm began and another ended no longer existed. It was just pleasure. Intense pleasure. Her heart racing. Old feelings stirring up into new ones.
Then again, if Nova were to tell the truth—she never fell out of love with Linc.