Chapter Fifteen.
Shotgun
“You looked like you had fun,” Shotgun said as we walked back to Rain’s car.
“I don’t think I’m built for this. Were you aware of what the Holy Terrors have done?” Allegra demanded.
Rain laughed from the other side. Allegra was sandwiched in the middle, with Rain holding Wade and Shotgun carrying Darcy.
“Did you see Clio drink from the bottle? The poor woman’s so traumatised she doesn’t use a glass!” Allegra exclaimed.
“Clio’s fine. She rarely gets plastered like that, so that was quite funny,” he replied.
Rain snorted. “Clio drinks, but never that much. Kids must have tested her patience today.”
“Unfortunately, the Holy Terrors resemble their fathers. Even the princesses, who are so damn cute, have attitude hidden behind all that sweetness and light. They can be worse than the boys,” Shotgun explained. Allegra leaned slightly into him, and he wrapped his free arm around her waist.
Allegra stiffened a little, but allowed it.
“I was thinking about booking a meal tomorrow. The three of us and the kids,” Shotgun suggested.
“Yeah, that would be nice,” Allegra agreed. “But pick a place suitable for families. I don’t like folks who complain about children. At least in a family restaurant, we can say you chose to come here, asshole.”
Shotgun laughed. “That’s true. I know a decent one. Was also thinking maybe you all coming early tomorrow. It’s Sunday, so people are always around the clubhouse. Allegra, I’d like you to get used to being here.”
Allegra paused, and for a moment, Shotgun thought she was going to reject his offer. “Cool, can I bring swimsuits for the kids? I noticed you’ve got an enclosed pool here.”
“That’s actually a retractable enclosure. The roof and walls slide back in the summer, but yeah, I bet the twins are missing swimming,” he replied.
“Thatch said they swam daily, so they must miss it,” Allegra agreed.
They reached Allegra’s car, which two of her cousins had dropped off, and he and Rain put the kids inside.
They were nearly asleep, both of them, and Shotgun smiled.
Damn, he had twins. His heart swelled with love as he kissed both their heads.
Allegra got in and waved before driving off as he took his place next to Rain’s side.
He wrapped an arm around Rain’s waist as Rain leaned his head on his shoulder.
“Think Allegra’s thawing?” Rain asked.
“Don’t know about thawing. Allegra doesn’t recall her previous feelings, so she’s learning who we are all over again,” he replied. “She did seem lighter somehow.”
“Maybe because we told her to stop apologising,” Rain said as they headed into the clubhouse. Before they went inside, they separated, still not one hundred per cent confident in being open in front of the club.
“Let’s go home,” Rain murmured, and Shotgun nodded. Sounded good to him.
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They walked into their bedroom, and seconds later, Rain’s hands slammed against the wall as he leaned against it. Shotgun crowded him from behind and kissed the back of his neck.
Shotgun was rock hard and needed Rain.
Rain was only too receptive.
Shotgun’s body was plastered to Rain’s, and warmth radiated off him. He banded an arm around Rain’s stomach as Shotgun yanked Rain back into his chest. His cock pressed into Rain, and sliding a hand down, Shotgun found Rain’s own evidence of desire.
He slid his hand up Rain’s body as he unbuttoned Rain’s shirt.
Rain shuddered when Shotgun pulled away and tore his own tee off.
He pulled Rain against him and claimed his mouth.
Kissing Rain deeply, Shotgun continued to run his fingers over Rain’s chest. A low moan escaped Rain as Shotgun pinched his nipples hard.
His hands slid down, tracing Rain’s muscles until he found the jean buttons. Shotgun undid them one by one as Rain reached behind and pulled Shotgun in tighter. Shotgun yanked Rain’s jeans down and smiled.
“Commando, Rain, bad boy,” Shotgun murmured against his neck. Rain shuddered as Shotgun’s hand grabbed his cock and began stroking up and down. Shotgun’s own cock pressed painfully into his jeans, demanding attention.
“Shotgun,” Rain muttered as he leaned his head on Shotgun’s shoulder. Rain thrust his ass against Shotgun’s groin, and Shotgun ground his cock into him.
Shotgun kept masturbating Rain as Rain panted.
“Shit,” Rain copped out as Shotgun cupped his balls and squeezed softly. Precum erupted on the head of Rain’s cock, and Shotgun spread it around even as he squeezed Rain’s balls lightly.
“Coming!” Rain gasped, and Shotgun continued; he knew what Rain liked. Rain stiffened in Shotgun’s arms, and ropes of cum spilt from him. Shotgun kept squeezing and moving his hand up and down until Rain gave a final shudder. He leaned over, grabbed a towel from a chair, and cleaned Rain up.
Leisurely, he walked Rain over to the bed and sat him down.
Shotgun kicked his boots off, undid his jeans and slid them down his legs.
Rain smirked. “Now, who’s naughty?” he murmured as he reached out for Shotgun’s cock. Shotgun was also commando. Shotgun fisted his cock and stepped between Rain’s legs. He tapped the head against Rain’s lips, and Rain opened his mouth.
A groan left Shotgun as Rain sucked him deep. Shotgun’s hips flexed, and his blood warmed as Rain’s tongue flicked across his head.
Shotgun slid further down Rain’s throat and began moving.
He threw his head back as the vein in his neck stood out from his iron control.
Shotgun was controlling this, not Rain. Rain took him deeper, and Shotgun held Rain’s head in place.
Shotgun noticed Rain’s own cock growing harder, and he thrust deeper into Rain’s mouth.
Rain lightly grazed his teeth over Shotgun’s cock as his hands came up to grasp his ass.
Slick wetness touched Shotgun’s ass as Rain lubricated him. Slowly, Rain pushed a finger in, and Shotgun’s balls tightened so much it caused a delicate shiver of pain to run through him.
“Harder,” Shotgun ordered.
Rain obeyed, finger fucking him more intensely as Shotgun fucked his mouth. Shotgun tensed and then spilt into Rain’s mouth. Rain swallowed and licked Shotgun clean as he removed his finger. His own cock was rock hard again.
Shotgun reached over and grabbed a drink.
He knew Rain would swallow but didn’t like the taste to linger.
Rain took a few gulps as Shotgun stroked his own dick.
Kissing him deeply, Shotgun shoved Rain up the bed before breaking off and flipping him onto his knees.
Grabbing a tube of lubricant, Shotgun prepared Rain to accept him.
Rain’s own cock twitched as Shotgun knelt between his legs and brushed his cock between Rain’s ass cheeks.
He leaned over Rain and grasped his cock as he continued rubbing back and forth.
“Shotgun,” Rain yelled, and Shotgun smiled.
“Want me?”
“Yes.”
Shotgun’s hand cracked against Rain’s ass and rubbed. Rain shoved against him as Shotgun smacked him a second time. He spread Rain’s cheeks and slowly fed himself into Rain.
Rain gasped as Shotgun fully seated himself. Drops of precum dripped from his cock as Shotgun let Rain adjust to his size. He pulled out and slid back in a few times, careful not to hurt Rain as Rain grunted an okay.
Shotgun slapped his ass again, holding Rain’s hips in place, and began to drive into him.
He shoved Rain’s shoulders down and hammered him as he reached around and grabbed Rain’s cock.
Grasping it tightly, he masturbated Rain as he sought his own release.
His balls tightened, and Rain cried out as he came over Shotgun’s hands, but Shotgun held back.
He wasn’t finished; he wanted more. He angled himself to stroke against Rain’s prostate gland, and Rain let out a garbled cry.
Gritting his teeth, Shotgun kept up as Rain’s cock stiffened once more. Shotgun needed him to cum because he could barely control his own orgasm anymore.
“Now, Rain,” Shotgun growled out and reached down and squeezed Rain’s balls. Huge ropes of cum soaked Shotgun’s hand, and he released his restraint and pounded into Rain, finding his own release. Heart pounding, Shotgun felt Rain clench and milk his cock dry.
Slowly pulling out, Shotgun collapsed on his side as Rain did the same.
“We’ll shower in a minute,” Shotgun whispered.
“Yeah, and change the sheets, again!” Rain replied wryly. Shotgun began to laugh. Fuck, he loved this man.
Allegra
I wore a pretty dress, and the kids were dressed neatly. For how long, I’d no idea, but when their fathers arrived, they were clean for now.
Both Rain and Shotgun kissed me on the lips, which gave me pause for a moment, but I let it go. We all chatted on the way to the restaurant, and I was relieved it was a family one. Within minutes of arriving, a waitress seated us at the table and we ordered.
“Why don’t you two go play?” Shotgun suggested, pointing to the soft play area. Wade and Darcy needed no encouragement. They shot off like bats out of hell. I glanced around, and although the restaurant was busy, there wasn’t anyone placed near us.
“Yeah, we’ve been put in the naughty corner,” Shotgun drawled, amused.
“Huh?” I asked, surprised.
“Didn’t you see the look the waitress gave us when we entered?
She was unsure what a biker was doing in a family restaurant.
And since then, three more families have walked in, and she’s placed them all over there.
There are loads of rooms here, but she’s intent on cramming that side first,” Shotgun replied.
“Wow, I never noticed.”
“With Hellfire, you get one of two outcomes. People who are terrified and think you’re a danger, so you’re isolated from the mainstream, normal folk. Or they see the cut, remember our role two years ago and want to be seen with us, thinking it will bump their credibility.”
“That’s disgusting!” I snapped, shocked.