Chapter 19
HAWK
Having Callie under our protection again should have felt like a win.
It didn’t. I wanted her here of her own volition, not because fear told her to stay.
Then again, Callie usually told fear to go fuck itself, so here we were.
She’d already tried to leave once. Seven years I'd spent running a club and enforcing rules I'd convinced myself were necessary, and the cost of that had walked back into my county with burned palms and a six-year-old boy who had Colt's eyes and Callie's mouth and no idea what any of us were to each other.
I'd made peace with a lot of hard calls over the years. This one I hadn't been able to.
I’d shut her down but she hadn’t closed us out.
Colt drove Callie up the peak of her orgasm and over the edge. I’d never fully appreciated the beauty of her before. I did now. After years of missing her, I soaked up every sound, every flutter of her eyelashes and every movement in her body. Did she still like the same things as before?
Had another man pleasured her in the years since she left us? That thought left a cold pit in my stomach. I pushed it away. Didn’t matter. She was here now. And if now was all we had, I for damn sure was going to make good use of it.
I cradled her head in my hands and swept my thumbs over her cheeks. The tiny burn mark on her neck almost looked like a heart, and I avoided touching it so I didn’t risk hurting her.
“I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful.” I bent and kissed her again, this time with the full intention of taking Colt’s place.
She stood when I tugged, and Colt shifted out of the way.
The kitchen offered a variety of surfaces but none of them very comfortable.
I’d rather take her to my room, but there was a very good chance the spell would break the instant I opened the door.
So I did the only thing that made sense and lifted her into my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I congratulated myself on my foresight to remove my clothes before I joined her and Colt in the middle of the kitchen.
My cock rubbed between her legs, the slick heat welcoming and so delicious I almost gave in to the urge to fill her then and there.
Moving slowly wasn’t exactly my specialty, but doing things the same was I always had might lead to the same outcome.
Nothing wrong with a guy learning from his mistakes.
I palmed her ass and guided her up and down my shaft without penetrating her, using the heat and friction to build her toward another orgasm.
She wrapped both arms around my neck and leaned back, giving me access to her nipples.
I took one into my mouth and sucked until she gasped.
Her body tightened, her heels digging into my spine.
“More, Hawk. I need you inside me.” She reached one hand between us and stroked me.
It had to hurt like hell with her burned hands, and I didn’t want her hurting herself for me, so I shifted our angle and eased the head of my cock into her.
“Yes.” She hissed that one word, her head falling back as I sank deeper. “All of it. I need it. Oh god.”
Fuck me. I’d almost forgotten how incredible she felt wrapped around me like this.
It was like my brain had decided it wasn’t real so it blocked the pleasure to keep me sane.
Being here again, her body straining to take all of me, woke up all those memories.
I released her nipple and moved to kiss the side of her neck.
The shift in angle brought us closer together, and goosebumps broke out on her arms as she trembled.
“Almost there.” I lifted her up and down a few times, giving her what she could handle before asking her more.
“I’m going to come before you even get all the way in if you keep that up.” Her short, panting breaths led to groans and several deep shudders. Her pussy tightened. “Fuck, Hawk. I can’t stop. I don’t want to.”
“Go ahead, Callie. I have plenty of time.” Time and patience.
I’d rather feel her come a hundred times to my one than risk losing out on all of this.
She took me at my word and stopped fighting it, which was the most trust she'd shown me since the parking lot. I wasn't going to waste it. I slid deeper, pumping my hips and holding her as she came hard enough to lock her entire body around me. “That’s it.” I had no idea where Colt and Diesel were. I didn’t care.
All that mattered was this moment with Callie, the connection between us and a future I had no right to hope for.
I bottomed out inside her, my balls slapping her ass when I moved.
Her lips parted in that delicious O and she wiggled her legs. “Put me on the counter.”
“It’s cold.”
“Don’t care.”
I withdrew to the tip and slammed home with a solid thrust that bounced her tits and brought out a strangled gasp from both of us.
Only then did I set her ass on the edge of the counter, hook her legs over my shoulders, and pin her with a hand over her waist. She looked up at me with her hair loose around her face.
Her lips parted, and the thin chain at her collarbone caught the low light.
For one second, I gave in to the need to simply look at her and revel in the feel of her in my arms. She'd worn that chain every day I knew her and apparently every day since.
I'd never asked her about it. Another thing I intended to change.
Widening my stance for a better alignment, I locked eyes with Callie and pushed deep. She took every inch.
My stomach clenched, my balls drawing up tight at the way she looked at me, the way her body accepted me. My cock pulsed and swelled, and Callie grasped my wrist where I held her, rocking her hips hard enough she’d have bruises when I moved to meet her.
“Don’t stop.” She must have sensed my hesitation, because her grip on my wrist tightened. “I can take you, Hawk. All of you. You don’t have to hold back.”
Damn it. Damn her. She unraveled my control with nothing more than her words and the sheer bliss we found as we moved together.
I stopped being polite with my strokes and let my hips snap forward, plunging into her hard and fast. I kept going as her cries lifted higher, her body coiling tighter.
Her thighs spasmed, her heels pulling at my shoulders with every thrust.
I slid my hand down her stomach and pushed my thumb against her clit.
She screamed a deep, throaty sound that vibrated through my body and brought us slamming together one more time. My cock surged, emptying inside her. Lightning sparked in my veins, the short-lived pleasure raising the hair on the back of my neck.
Callie sat up and kissed me, our bodies continuing a rhythm that milked every ounce of our orgasms. I wanted her again. Now. It didn’t matter that I’d just finished. Kissing her, touching her, was my favorite drug, and now that I’d had another taste, I might never stop.
I lifted her off the counter and carried her back to the chair. “Bend over.” Setting her feet on the floor, I guided her into the position I wanted, her legs straddling the seat and her arms crossed over the back.
She looked back at me over her shoulder, that same pose from our first night together, and my cock twitched. One eyebrow raised. “You sure about this?”
I palmed my cock, which had barely lost its rigidity. “I’ve never been more sure.”
She grinned as I entered her from behind and gripped the back of the chair. “Well fuck.” Her grip on the chair tightened and flexed. “And here I was under the impression men couldn’t get back to back orgasms.”
“I’m willing to risk it.” I pumped harder, faster, my motions rocking the chair across the floor until Colt walked over and steadied it.
The move put his cock in Callie’s face, and she took full advantage, opening her mouth and taking the head of his cock with a sucking sound that hollowed out her cheeks.
Colt’s hips bucked. “Shit, Callie. You didn’t have to do that.
” His cheeks flushed and he pulsed his hips.
“But now that you have, I’m the one who’s going to take advantage. ”
That left Diesel out, but when I looked his way, he shook his head. I knew the motion. He’d take his turn when he was ready but for now he wanted to watch. Smart man. I'd have done the same if I had his self-control.
Colt and I moved together. Callie squeezed his balls and he nearly shot up onto his toes, cussing and praising her all in the same breath.
I spread her ass and deepened my thrusts, then massaged her clit with the heel of my hand.
My cock pressed into her, and the combined friction of her pussy and my fingers on either side sent my heart pounding out of control.
I could last longer this time, and I planned on using every second to my advantage.
Colt reached around Callie’s head to pinch her nipples, and she bucked in response.
I met every motion and that tight feeling intensified.
I’d never been able to do this with anyone else.
I’d always known Callie was special. Her mind, heart, and sheer stubbornness brought her to my attention first, but knowing she could do this, that she could take all of us without any kind of regret or hesitation… it was hot as hell.
She made a sound around Colt’s cock and pushed her hips back, grinding into me, seeking that release we both craved.
Twisting her nipples and making small pumping motions with his hips, Colt fed his cock deep into her throat.
Callie’s responsiveness exploded. She bucked and groaned, her hands lifting from the back of the chair to grab Colt’s hips and pull him closer.
“You’re incredible, Callie.” I hadn’t told her often enough, if ever, what she meant to me.
It had never been just about the sex, but even when we were together, I had kept my feelings too close.
She deserved more. “I want to give you everything you deserve, starting with this.” I increased the pressure on her clit and moved in a series of long, deep strokes, giving her every inch on every thrust.
That familiar rush of goosebumps raced up her spine. Her stomach pulled up and in, and she clamped down on my cock with another punishing orgasm that demanded I come with her. I let go and filled her a second time.