Always (Wesson Rebel M.C. Series) (3 page)

Off to the Races
Rowan
 

My head is so full of everything that’s happened
and it aches. Everything going on right now is wrong. I’m numb. Danny looks shell-shocked as he stares down the street after his wayward brother. I can’t believe Dallas did this. I glance over at Cora and my heart breaks. She’s been reduced to silent screams. Her body shakes and I can tell she’s only kept upright by Houdini. The nomads’ normally stoic face is etched with concern. I don’t like it. The look in his brilliant blue eyes makes my belly ache. I knew there was something up with him, always hanging around her, and offering to help.

I sneer.
How the fuck did we end up like this?

I long for the days of simplicity. Right down the line
, it has always been the four of us. Danny and I never should’ve left town. My mind takes me back to the beginning of the end.

Past
 

Dan Wesson and I have pretty much always been two peas in a pod. We liked the
same things, had similar quirks and when we were old enough, developed a mutual crush. Despite the craziness around us while growing up in the Wesson Rebel MC, our love came natural and easy.

Danny, better known by his road name Samson and I were anchors in an ever-shifting sea of insanity. With his broad
shoulders, six foot four frame and light brown hair that dusted his shoulders, he was a warrior with the heart of a poet and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

For me, his hazel eyes are always warm and full of love, but they can turn cold and make his expressive face a thing to fear. With a strong jaw line and rugged features to go with his size, he’s damn int
imidating when he wants to be.

It’s our b
ig going away party at the club and though I won’t admit it out loud, I’m worried as fuck about my girl. Cora Curtis has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. We’ve done everything together and I do mean
everything
. Leaving her behind for the next two years is going to be difficult, especially with her on again off again relationship with Dallas. I peer up at my boyfriend and wonder how two people from the same gene pool could be so drastically different. I wish she could’ve fallen for someone easier, softer, like Joker or Cowboy, but it’s always been Dallas. From the minute she was born, that boy took one look into her eyes and they bonded. Some would say the same about Dan and me. In a place full of round pegs, we were a little square.

“You’re going to miss our girl,
Irish,” Dan says, pulling me close to his side.

“Yeah, no surprise there.” We shared everything. Might be the only way it would work with people like us, our boyfriends being brot
hers and us being raised in the life. No one batted an eye at the swapping we liked to do.

“She’s going to be fin
e, Dallas will take care of her and she’s got the rest of the club watching her back.”

“You know h
e can be such an asshole to her and so clueless. He breaks her heart on a monthly basis.” I sigh.

“Well, we are just two hours away. Not a problem to come kick his ass and ge
t him straightened out,” he threatens.

I throw my head back and laugh. “Baby
, you always did have a way with words.”

“I’m looking forward to having my own space with you.” We’re going back to get our Bachelors, so we’ve escaped the rules and regulations that keep
freshman on campus.

“Me too, h
oney,” I say, sighing in bliss. Thoughts of snuggling in our bed and decorating our apartment fill my head.

“Speak of the devil,
” Dan says, nodding toward Cora.

She comes
down the hallway headed straight for us. I open my arms, and she walks into my embrace. “Hey,” I say.

“Hey,” she whispers.

I can feel her sadness. She’s getting hit twice as hard with Dan leaving too. He’s the soft, sweet and the quiet she needs after coping with Dallas’ loud, aggressive and very possessive, energy twenty-four seven.

Dan steps behind her and rubs her back.

I run my fingers through her thick hair.

“
We’re not gone yet,” Dan says.

“I know, just getting in all my snuggles while I can.” C
ora moves away and smiles.

“Girls
, I repeat…two hours away,” Dan reminds us.

“I’m going t
o miss you too Danny,” Cora replies.

He melts. Cora’s got this softness to her that keeps us all from getting too hard. We’re a machine in a way, each of us playing an important part. T
his separation will be a test.

“I hate leaving you. Why d
on’t you come with us?” I ask.

She glances
across the bar at Dallas who’s speaking with the Pres, his father, Rule. “No, my place is here with Dallas and our son. This time is for you two. Besides, I have my Bachelors. What would I even do up there?” She shrugs. “I’m twenty-five. I can handle being alone.”

We all know she’s been groomed to step u
p and be the mother hen in this place. “I know. Come on, we’re supposed to be celebrating, let’s get bombed and have memorable sex.” I wag my eyebrows comically and she giggles.

“So,
a normal Saturday?” Dan asks.

“Smart ass Dan
is out to play,” Cora teases.

“You kn
ow another version?” Dan says.

“I know, but you love me, don’t you
, lover? I should get some perk for letting you sample this quality pussy,” Cora says.

“Jesus, Rowan, stop teaching her this shit,” Dan mumbles
.

His outraged expression makes me laugh.
“What, you don’t like what we teach each other?” I say, leaning in to run my tongue over Cora’s lips. She moans, and we both glance to Dan, whose eyes are glazing over with lust.

“I’m pretty sure he likes it, Rowan,” Cora whispers a hair
’s breath away from my lips.

“Fuck, come on
, let’s go make our rounds before I take you to the bedroom and fuck you both until you can’t move,” Danny says.

“Promises
, Promises,” I huff as Cora giggles.

He wraps us in his arms, pulling us to rest beneath his shoulder as he leads us across th
e room. We practically have Dan and Dallas tattooed across our foreheads. Still, they never fail to take the opportunity to show ownership. Not that we mind. In a world where pussy is interchangeable, it’s nice to be claimed so thoroughly. We stop just shy of Dallas.

The tense set of his shoulders
and the tightness around his eyes speak volumes about his stress level. He’s feeling this exit too.

I reach over, and
he lets me twine our fingers.

“You guys staying at
the club tonight?” Rule asks.

“Yeah, I figure we’ll be too wasted to do much else,” I say grinn
ing.

Rule chuckles. “I figured as much. “Sure as hell going to miss you two, but we’re looking forward to having people we can trust working the books and doing the paper work for the businesses. We’ll
see you at the BBQ tomorrow?”

“Of course,” Danny say
s.

“Good, I’m going to do some celebrating of my own.” Rule walks off,
disappearing among the bodies all packed into the mid-sized space.

“Are we really going to stand here and
shoot the shit?” Dallas asks.

“Wow, eager
to get down to business?” I ask.

“Yes, when I’m stressed I like to fuck, and you two leaving is a fuck load of stress.” It was the closest he’d come to tell
ing us he would miss us.

After so many years, I’d grown fluent in Dallas
speak.

Cora flinches
and Danny pulls her close, placing a sweet kiss on her cheek. In so many ways, he’s been our protector from the harshness surrounding us. He’s managed to avoid taking it all into himself while Dallas bleeds it.

Suddenly
, Cora looks a lot more delicate than her 5’11, sinfully curvy frame.

I
watch her and wonder again, if we should leave her.

As if sensing my thought
s, she straightens and smiles. “One quick sweep and we’ll disappear, okay?” Cora says to Dallas.

“Okay, Co.” Dallas runs his fingers down her face.

The easy give reassures me. She always had a soothing affect on him no one else could quite manage. As much as we share, there’s a part of Dallas that only belongs to her. Just as the very core of Dan’s heart is mine. It keeps us confident and unworried about our status. There’s no reason to hash things out, or have in-depth conversations, we simply are and it works. In this life, you come to take things as they come and hold onto the good with a tight grip. We aren’t no half ass crew, we’re hundred one percenters through and through. Our roots runback to the days after the Vietnam war.

Cora cups the side of my face and places her lips against my ear. “Don’t worry
, babe, I’m a Curtis. I’m solid. Let’s enjoy the time we have.”

“Am I so obvious?” I whisper.

“To me, you’ve always been crystal clear, Irish.”

I close my eyes and enjoy her closeness, inhaling the sweet scent that always clings to her sk
in. After a moment, we separate and the sweep around the room begins.

Befo
re I know it, we’re in the room and we all know it’s our final goodbye.

“I’m going to come in your girl
, Rowan, brother,” Dallas says.

“Good because I’m g
oing to come in yours,” Dan replies.

His threat makes
my pussy drip. I love it when he lays claim to Cora and lets me play in the aftermath.

“Marking your territory m
y loves?” Cora whispers.

“Damn straight, you both
belong to us,” Dallas growls.

“Four hearts joined like we promised
, baby,” Dan whispers, holding my back to his front as we face the couple mirroring our position.

“Kiss her
, baby, get us hard for you,” Dallas whispers, kissing Cora’s neck as Danny does the same.

I loved playing the copy game.
Them standing behind us, while the four of us stand in front of the mirror. We lean forward. Her full lips brush my own and I shiver when Cora opens her mouth, letting me take the lead, the way I like. I suck her tongue. Heat blossoms in my belly, and spreads throughout my body. A pool of liquid gathers in my underwear.

“My girls are so pretty,” Danny says, running his fingers down my bare arm in a light caress that drives me insane.

The kiss deepens and I tilt my head wanting more of her sweetness. Dan grinds his hard on into my ass and I can’t help but whimper.

“You like that baby? Look how hard my beautiful lovers get me.” Dan cups my breasts.

I arch my back and Cora pulls away.
“Oh God, I’m going to miss these.” Cora sucks my hard nipple into her mouth through the thin material of my tank top.

“Oh shit,” I gasp, staring down at her dark head, not about to lose a minute.

Dan continues to hold my tit up for her as he tortures my other, rolling and pinching. Cora moans around me. Dallas has her skirt shoved around her waist and his fingers are moving inside her. I can hear how wet she is and smell her mouth watering arousal.

“This is all about our girls right now,” Dallas says. “Are you going to come for us?”

He knows I get off watching. When he’s sending her over the edge like this, it doesn’t take much to make me follow.

“Say it, or I’ll stop.” Dallas’
voice is sharp and edgy.

“Fuck, yes,
” I rasp.

“Mm hmm,” C
ora mumbles around my tit. She sucks the rest into her mouth and moves her hand down to caress the soaked seam of my panties. She slips her long, slender, fingers inside the material and eases into my greedy pussy.

I will never get enough of her. We mov
e together in a familiar rhythm and within minutes, I’m flying with her calling out, close behind.

Lying on my back a spell later with my mouth fused to Cora’s and my eyes rolling in the back of my head, I feel
my pussy clamp down on Dallas’ condom encased dick. He’s got a rougher touch than Danny. We take our aggression out on one another and connect on a feral level. In need of air, Cora and I break. I focus on Dallas’ glinting green eyes, full of lust and acceptance. Then I glance over at my best friend. The sight of Danny’s rubber covered cock disappearing into her glistening, cleanly shaven, brown pussy is still so beautiful it steals my breath away. On overload, I work my hips in time with Dallas’ while craving the high we build together.

“Oh, Oh, I’m going to come,
” Cora cries.

“Yes, do it baby, milk me,” Danny growls.