Chapter 11 #2
Ace nodded. “Yeah, call him on the way. We need to go. The cops won’t be far off, and Brogan won’t have any jurisdiction up here to help.”
We moved through the house, stepping over bodies of wounded or dead bikers and rounded our men up. Savage was enjoying beating the crap out of someone in the yard. Viper was already rounding up Kirby and some of the Nomads when he saw us making our way over.
Ace ran to the car and drove the guys back to Kilkenny, calling Corey, Morena’s doctor friend, to let him know to get to the clubhouse. Viper, Savage and I jumped on bikes, leading the pack back to Kilkenny, a path of destruction in our wake.
Orla
The sun was beating down on my face from the window, making me open my eyes. Stiffening, I felt a vice-like grip around my waist, and immediately I tried to find a way to get away.
When I heard the soft snores of Bear, I looked down at his heavily tattooed arm encasing me and I felt every muscle relax as I nestled back against him.
His snore stopped and I knew he was awake when his fingers pressed into my hip.
“You keep doing that, princess, and I’ll have you on top of me in no time.”
“That doesn’t sound like a bad thing.”
His beard brushed against my bare shoulder as he placed a kiss there.
I relished the feeling of his hands on me, his body behind me, encasing me, protecting me and his sweet affection.
No one saw this side of Alex. They all just assumed he was an asshole who rarely spoke, but when he did, it was usually a grunt or something unpleasant.
I loved that I saw this side.
That he opened up to me and let me in.
I loved that I was his weakness.
“When did you get in?” I asked him.
“Late, you had already passed out,” he said.
“So you didn’t take liberties then,” I giggled.
“Believe me baby, it was tempting, but I wouldn’t do that after what happened. I just needed you back in my arms.”
I’d never felt so safe as I did with Bear.
“All I could think about was the fact I wouldn’t fuck you before work,” I said. “I kept thinking I’d never get to do that again, and it destroyed me.”
“Did they-”
The question hung heavy in the air, and I knew he was asking if I’d been spoiled. If they’d touched me, raped me.
“No,” I said quickly. “Dempsey protected me a lot.”
The tension in his hands relaxed and he held me closer. “Good, or I’d be going on another bloody rampage.”
“Would it change things if I had?” I found myself asking.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, would you not touch me if I had?”
“Fuck, are you serious, Orla?” he grunted, moving away to sit up. “I would fuck you nine ways to Sunday to make sure your body only knew mine.”
He rolled over onto his stomach, in between my legs but he didn’t try anything. He just rested his head on my chest.
“Aren’t you going to do that anyway?” I queried, hoping like hell he would say yes.
I sat up, running my hands up and down his naked back.
He breathed out a soft moan as I tangled my hand in his hair and yanked his head up so he was looking up at me.
My lips claimed his in a heated kiss that promised so much more.
He manoeuvred me around so I was in his lap, his hand travelling down between my legs, fingers shoving my thighs apart so he can trace his fingertips over my wetness.
Pushing my panties to the side, he groaned into my mouth when he felt how wet I was.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he grunted over my lips.
“I always am when you’re near.”
“Fuck those panties off, Orla, or I’ll rip them off.”
I did as he asked, ridding myself of my top as well before I straddled his lap as he laid back against the pillows, his cock jutting up, waiting for me. I lowered my body, taking my mouth over the head of his cock, licking up the precum that had settled there.
“Orla, get your fucking pussy on my cock now,” he said, a guttural growl ripping from his throat.
His hands grabbed my hips and yanked me up his body.
I squealed as I felt his fingers digging into my hips, guiding me to his cock.
I reached between us and positioned him underneath me, the head of his cock teasing my opening for a few seconds before I sunk down on him, slowly taking him inch by inch.
His mouth was set in an O, his eyes darkened from desire as my pussy slid down him.
I stayed seated, waiting for my core to stretch to accommodate him before I planted my hands on his chest for leverage as I started to move.
Slowly, so slowly, that his fingers dug in harder into my flesh causing a delicious burn of pain to shoot up my back.
“Orla.”
It was a warning that if I didn’t move, he’d flip me and fuck me into the mattress. Goddamn how I wanted that. I wanted him to rip me apart with his cock, break the bed with me in it, destroy me.
I slowed down even more, looking down at his expression.
He knew what I was doing. One hand moved from my hip and came down hard on my ass cheek, forcing me to move up.
The sweet sting erupted over the skin of my ass, causing me to moan out and bite my lip, my hips moving on their own from the friction it was causing me to ride him.
He knew what he was doing.
“Alex, fuck me, please. Dominate me, whatever. I just need you to pound into me so I only feel you.”
He didn’t wait for me to say anything else.
He flipped me on my back quickly, and rammed his cock into me so hard that I saw stars.
He grunted, pushing up onto his knees, pulling my hips up so my shoulders were pushed into the bed.
My breasts pushed down on my chest from the gravity as he slammed into me, over and over again.
His muscles rippled with every movement, and I cherished the way he looked down into my eyes to make sure I was okay.
“No one is ever going to touch you again,” he grunted. “You hear me? You are fucking mine.”
He growled the last word and it sent my pussy into overdrive. My hips rotating, grinding against him as my pussy walls clenched around his cock.
Bear hissed out a deep groan as I screamed out, fisting the sheets, the waves of pleasure rolling through me at a rapid pace.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I let the orgasm peak.
Bear pummeled into me, his balls slapping my ass, the sheets pulling up over my fists and head as he fucked me like I’d never been fucked before, like I was going to disappear and he needed me to know I was his.
God.
The way this man needed me was exactly how I needed him.
Bear pumped into me a few more times before he roared his orgasm into me. I felt the hot spurts hit my insides as he fell to the side, both of us panting. It was the only sound in the room, and it was perfect.
Slowly, I turned to face him, his eyes were open and his mouth set in a grim line. I knew that look.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked him, cuddling into his side.
“I don’t want to tell you about it after I just did that to you.”
“You can tell me anything, Alex.”
“I don’t want to tell you, not I can’t tell you, Or.”
“Just fucking say it, jesus.”
He chuckled, his chest moving more than the sound coming out. His hand reached out to smooth my errant hair from my face, his thumb gliding down my jaw, the delicious friction of his rough skin on my smooth face had my body trembling.
“I just thought about what I had to do to get to you.”
“The call from Flynn’s house?”
He nodded. “Yes.”
“You did what you had to do,” I told him. “How is Lavena?”
“You know her?” he asked me.
I nodded. “She’s Rory’s cousin.”
“Rory as in your boss?”
I nodded again. “Yeah, I was just as surprised as he was when I heard she married a biker. She’s so sweet and lovely. I don’t think she quite understands how bad Flynn is.”
“He keeps her hidden for a reason,” Bear said, running his hand up and down my back. “I understand that. It irked me that I had to use and scare her.”
“You’re a good man, Alex,” I said, placing a kiss on his pec. “She would know that. But I can talk to her if you need.”
“No,” he said quickly. “Flynn will probably lock her down now. If he knows his secret is out, she could be used against him. He’ll move them, and I don’t want you going up against him.”
“You just want to tie me to your bed all day, don’t you?” I asked him, smiling when he huffed out a deep growl.
“I do,” he replied, placing a kiss on my forehead. “But I know you’d be bored. Don’t go to work, we’ll work something out for the time being. I need you to stay here for a few more days until we sort Foley out.”
He got up and pulled his clothes on, hiding away that cock I loved to devour. I sat up as well, watching as he pulled his clothes on.
“What shall I do all day?” I asked him, pouting. He smirked over at me, pulling his hair into a hair tie.
“Whatever the fuck you want, just don’t invite anyone over or tell them you’re here. I need you to be safe, Or. If something happened to you, I would rip the world apart.”
He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I deepened it, hoping to lure him back into bed but I knew he had to go.
“Damn woman,” he grunted as he put space between us. “Binge watch whatever the fuck you want. I got all the streaming shit. The fridge is full of beer. You’ve got everything you need.”
“Except that cock so I can ride it,” I uttered as he headed for the door.
He paused, his hand on the doorway. “Your ass is gonna get punished for that later.”
Without a backward glance, he was out the door and soon, I heard his bike roar to life outside. I laid back on the bed, loving how my pussy still ached from his attack on it. The scent of his body was still on the sheets as I inhaled it.
How had I gone this long without him in my life?
Bear