Chapter Ten #3
I nod. “Thanks, she is that.” I don’t mention anything about the power they’re working on. It’s a Badass classified and I don’t know enough about any of it to avoid landmines so I don’t say more.
Bean doesn’t seem to care. “Tie up your boot, Brother. Stella is gonna wanna see you move around with the new.”
I do and stand as she comes back in with LP, Prometheus and Peggy.
“Do you like the design?” The woman is focused on my foot.
“Yeah, I like it. I have enough to last. When I need a new one, I want this. It’s light, I didn’t need to adjust for it. The bounce feels like normal.”
“Good, we added to the band but it was just to make it more sensitive. Josephine’s exoskeleton uses the chip but I did these fast. I have a few more to build but I’m going to try the chip for prosthetics. We got the jammers on the tracking chip. I’m going for the chip for the prosthetic.”
I nod as if I get that.
LP steps up. “You label single strand to code?”
He’s talking to her so I put the brace in the gear box. Closing the lid, I swipe my hand across my name in the fiery Badass font. “If they do one thing…”
“They do it all. Someone from Princes said that,” Bean says just as low as me talking to myself.
I forgot he was here. “I don’t think they know how to be just good enough.”
“Lead, teach and enforce lessons don’t allow for good enough.
They’re geared as all-in for every situation.
Everything we teach is the same theme. We learn all we can about whatever, keep our hand out to help but remember the lessons so we aren’t fucking people, our communities, or the world up.
Every bit of that is with forward momentum, loyalty, honor and respect.
Falcon named his towns right.” Jordan surprises me.
He sees and hears everything but the teacher in him isn’t anything I’ve seen before.
“This came out nice, Brother. There’s a plug for usb if you need a charge at work or whatever.
Alder has some small tech solar chargers on the BI website if you’re a hiker or camper. ”
I shake my head. “They last for a full day, then some. I tested the robotic, the brace and the spring. With two bands I should be good.”
“Boss Mucimi bring old back later, keep band to spare. I use shin, foot only add knee to Brother at MC. He like same to skin prosthetic.”
I nod for Alder. “Thanks. Three seems excessive and I like the web.”
“So, you wouldn’t wear the old.” Bean has me nodding again.
“Thanks for doing the feet and the box. I didn’t expect it so fast.” I hope that’s enough for me to get back to the wall. They rushed getting me back to right so I don’t want to show disrespect.
“Cort made sure everyone knew you weren’t back to work without the right gear.
Kristos said you’re fine and just had scratches.
Mucimi didn’t stay to heal you and no one showed for that so Stella ran the printers last night.
I did the box wrap and Bean got you fitted.
Those lessons don’t quit.” Jordan puts his hand out.
I take his forearm in a Brothers hold and smile throwing chin. It’s settled, and they talk about the MC Brother. I love the forward.
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Honor Rising
Hud
She thinks she’s cute. All night she sat in my lap, danced like a personal stripper - rubbing her ass against me and gave that sly smile letting me know she’s enjoying the hell out of being a tease.
Since we’re in the Club, the Brothers got to see her eyes on me while she plays her game all night long.
When she shakes her ass against my dick as she leans across the table to talk to Natalia, I’m done.
I stand and carry her out to Brothers yelling encouragement and women laughing.
She’s even laughing. We make it to the kitchen and I pull her into the stock room and close the door.
Every Club is the same so I lock it and set her down.
“How do you know where the closet is?”
I smile at the show of jealousy. “All Clubs are the same. I pulled you into Bravo and checked Sentinel’s floor plan. Alpha has the sign. I check every Club I go to.”
She laughs. My hand in her pants stops that.
“Since you’re mine, I look for where that can happen.
Tonight, it’s here.” She’s wet as fuck. I take that as a good sign and use my other hand sliding up her shirt.
It’s a polo so I’m not worried about the shape or tearing it.
She doesn’t like torn clothes. She’s off like a rocket and I did little to get that.
Her tease works on her as much as it worked on me.
Her pants are unzipped and I push them down. I stop her when she tries to help. “Don’t.” She’s spent and leans back against me while I’m unbuckling my pants. I smile at her attempts at getting me in her when she’s dazed. I love her wanting more.
“Feet on the bottom shelf.” I order and she follows it like it’s an auto response. The slide of my fingers going right in her gets the moan I’m looking for. “Lean back, get your hands working, beautiful.” My dick jumps seeing her helping hands.
Sliding in gets me more of my favorite sounds. “Love you teasing me, my Angel Sophia.” My voice is low and slow against her ear.
She’s off again so easy. Loving her body, watching her hands, hearing her sounds all have me slamming her down harder and harder. My arms feel it but nothing is going to stop me from chasing one more so I know she’ll be feeling this all day tomorrow.
The idea that this will be remembered has me slowing it down until I feel her tighten around me.
The intensity of that feeling, like she’s holding me in her, keeps me fighting for that once more.
My knees buckle and I collapse with her feet still on the shelf.
I hold her down on me, kissing her neck, still loving her sounds.
“Love you, Sophia Girard.” I barely get out between breaths. There is no way I’m moving so I concentrate on breathing until I can. Jesus.