Pearl's Awakening (Devil's Iron MC #3) (7 page)

It has been two weeks since I was up at the cottage with Prez and Pearl and the girls. After talking with her and spending the day together I left the next morning. I am glad that I was able to speak with her, but I am far from feeling comfortable with where we left it. Especially with that baby in her belly, the one that I hope to fucking hell is mine. The little boy that will be my heart and fucking soul once we get the paternity test.

The nights since then have been restless to say the fucking least. I dream of her and the way she would look up at me with those deep brown eyes full of lust. I have woken up hard each morning and had to take myself in hand. Thinking of another man’s woman, my Prez’s woman for fucks sake, is not something that I should be doing. It shouldn’t matter that she used to be mine, but it fucking does.She could be carrying my kid and that does nothing to quench my thoughts of having her again.

They came back from the cottage shortly after me and I have run into them a few times, mostly at the clubhouse.

It is still fucking weird as all hell to spend time with them all, but that baby could be mine and I am trying to make this thing work. Spending time with them is something that I want to do more, but am unsure how to broach the subject with Markus. I have had more than enough opportunities to speak to him, seeing that he calls me into the office at the clubhouse or the Dungeon almost daily. When I walk in he is frequently busy with paperwork and asks me something that could have been asked or discussed over the phone or he asks me to run an errand for him. I know that he is still punishing me for leaving Pearl to be brutalized, but it is getting fucking old. They already took my fucking VP patch from me, and I am not sure how much of his fucking hazing I will be able to handle before I go off on him. I think that something must be hidden under the obvious for him to be treating me as he is.

Last weekend, however, Prez called me to meet them at the museum and I jumped on the fucking chance to spend time with Pearl and the girls.

Markus, Pearl, and the girls meet me in the parking lot and we walked over to the museum together. As we walked into the museum the girls rushed to see Sue, the dinosaur that is in the entrance area of the museum. I remember that when we were here before, they were both really interested in the dinosaur and we spent most of our time there.

Pearl, Markus, and I watch the girls and talk about what has been happening for the last few weeks. I ask about the baby and Pearl reaches down to touch the growing bump as she answers.

“He is doing well, Abraham. The doctor says that he will be coming a week early due to the C-section that I need to have, so we are looking at the middle of May.”

As I look from Pearl towards Markus, he adds on, “The doctor said that she needs another C-section because the scar tissue from the first two with the girls is too bad to try and have a natural birth this time. It could tear and cause blood loss, which could be dangerous for both the babe and for Pearl.”

As my eyes are drawn back down to the hand on Pearl’s bump which is slowly rubbing circles around, I nod my head slowly. “What happens if she goes into labor before the doctor has scheduled the C-section? How will that affect the baby or the possible complications?”

She stills the hand that is rubbing circles and looks from Markus to me. “This baby will not come early. None of my babies have come early and this one will be no different. Nothing is different with this one than with the girls.”

“Sweetling, watch the tone, he is only asking what could happen because he is concerned about the welfare of not only you, but the babe that you carry.”

“Sorry Mast… no Markus,” looking from Markus to myself she adds, “Sorry Abraham, I didn’t mean to be so rude and talk in such a way with you. Please accept my apologies, I am just not feeling all that well today.”

“Pet, make sure that is how you want to play it. Why don’t you tell Abraham the truth, and I will go to check on the girls. The truth, Sweetling,” kissing her lips he turns and walks toward the girls and leaves us alone.

“Pearl, what is he talking about? Why is he challenging you to talk with me?” Taking a step closer to her, I notice a worried look on her face.

“Markus is making sure that I am being true to myself and my feelings and being honest. It is something that we have been working on these last few weeks. Something he seems to think will help to bring me more peace.”

Looking towards the girls she looks back at me before going on, “I wasn’t lying when I said that I wasn’t feeling well. The baby, among other things, has been keeping me up at night. I am just so uncomfortable, I have to pee constantly, and the heartburn that I get when I lay down is not to be fucked with. I just hope that these last few weeks go by quickly and without any hiccups.”

“Pearl, that must be difficult. Is it any worse or better than what you had with the girls?” I ask remembering that she had told me once that the last few months of those pregnancies were almost as rough as the first few months.

“It’s about the same. This time when I do get to sleep, the dreams I have been having lately sometimes wake me up, which just adds to the downfall of my precious slumber. It is hard as all fuck to get back to sleep, because once I move, he usually is up and then rolling around and kicking and all that. One-day last week when I got up, he had hiccups for over an hour.Then when I laid back down I had the worst heartburn and could not get back to sleep. That next day at school was a real fucking bear.”

“You are still working, Pearl? Why hasn’t Markus made you quit yet? I can’t imagine that he likes it that you are still working in that violent school- does he have some of the guys in there with you as protection?” comes out on a laugh. The look I see in her tells me that I struck a chord.

“No, but if he fucking could I think he probably would. And it’s not fucking funny Abraham. I am not some delicate flower or some shit, I am just pregnant. Millions of woman go through it each year, I am not sure why either of you are so nervous about it. It’s not like I have not done this before.”

“I am sure that Markus just worries like I do about both your safety as well as the safety of our baby. We just want to make sure that you are taking care of yourself and maybe still working is not something that you need to be doing? I will speak with Markus when he comes back over about that, Hmm?”

“Fuck Abraham, I am not a little kid, I don’t fucking need…”

“Little One, stop with that foul language, you know that I do not like it, and I really have no problem asking Markus for a turn to reprimand you or for him to take it on his hands. Just because you and I are no longer together, doesn’t mean that you can take that tone with me and that I will let it slide.”

“Yes, Sir, um Abraham, sorry,” she says slyly looking up at me with those big brown eyes.

“Did you tell me the truth that Markus was wanting you to tell me? Or is there more that you are trying to hide?”

“Ugh, yes, there is more.” Looking towards the girls and Markus they are still looking over Sue the dinosaur. Turning back to Abraham I take a step closer and begin.

“I have been having dreams lately and Markus wants me to be honest about what they have entailed so that I can better deal with my emotions.”

“Are they dreams about the night of the attack, girlie?”

“No, those I have not had in months.”

“Are they about the night that the girls were taken?”

“No, those I have also not had for a while. These dreams are of a different nature, Abraham.” A blush comes to her cheeks and I am reminded of the times she would come under my command. As that thought crosses my mind my cock is instantly hard when it hits me, she has been having sexual dreams. Why would she be talking to me about this though, unless…?

“Have you been having dreams about me, Pearl?”

“Yes, I have been having dreams of you,” looking from my eyes slowly down my body and back up, her eyes are heavy with desire as she finishes her perusal. “The dreams have been of both you and Markus taking me together. They have been happening almost nightly since you came back.”

When those words hit my ears, my cock gets even harder, if that is fucking possible. “You have been dreaming of having sex with both of us? Markus knows about this and wanted you to share that with me? Why, girlie?”

“He wants me to be open and honest and be able to have any and everything that I need to make myself happy. The dreams have not just entailed you and him taking me together Abraham.” Licking her lips, she goes on, “they have involved both of you owning me. You, as my Sir, and Markus as my Master, all of us together, not only for sex, but in life.”

The words that she is saying are not anything that I have ever considered. I would never have fucking thought that Prez would be one to share a woman, but then again I never thought that he would take an old lady and a pet, so what the fuck do I know. I also can’t believe that this woman who was so sheltered from our way of life in both the MC and the BDSM scene is being so strong and confident with her desires.

“Well, it seems that Markus and I have some talking to do then, doesn’t it, girlie?” Looking at her I see a smile on her face as she turns from me at the sound of the girls and Markus approaching.

As we start walking I think back to when she was mine. I would have never shared her, except for her lesson. The lesson that she was taught was something that I immediately regretted and now she is with the man that I shared her with that night. Seeing him with her that night was like a slap to the fucking face, I am not sure what it would be like to experience that every night.

The thought of sharing this woman is not anything that I have ever wanted. When she was mine, I would have done anything to keep it that way- except I didn’t and now she is not mine. I will have to look deep within to see if that is something that I can do.

When Markus called me into the Dungeon this evening I was thinking it was for the talk I had been expecting since last weekend when we were all at the museum, but that could not have been further from the truth.

I walk in the back doors of the club and am greeted by Shadow. As I make my way to the office I find no one in there and wonder if I need to go fucking searching for Prez. The club is in full swing, so it is quite the job tracking him down and when I find him I stop dead in my tracks, not knowing what the fuck I am seeing or why he has brought me here to witness the scene that is laid out before me.

This will be a night to remember to say the least. The members know that Master is bringing his Pet out for a public scene, which happens infrequently at best, especially with her being so far gone in her pregnancy. This night however, is not for me, it is for her, all for her, and she will be using all of her newly found ability to stand up for what she needs, wants, and desires.

I have set up a scene for her and Ember to enjoy and have not told her yet that she will be topping Ember. We have repeated our scene from the cottage, where I asked Pearl to tell me step by step what she would like to do to me and what she would like for me to do to her. We have even worked this up to the point of my asking her what she would do if it was another woman that she would be asked to bring pleasure, pain, or a like discipline, too. She fucking gets so wet thinking of being with another woman and it has always brought her quickly to the peak of pleasure. Her filthy mind imagining being in charge of and topping another sub is something that she is very fond of, and what I wish to give to her tonight.

I had spoken to Ember a few nights ago when I came in to get caught up on some paperwork. She is more than eager to be taken and topped by Pearl. Ember was very quick to say yes (remembering back to the night they met and the flare in Pearl’s eyes) before I had even finished explaining what I had in mind. Ember confessed that she has thought of Pearl a few times since that night, and had hoped that what I said about sceneing together would come to fruition.

I know what Pearl will think when she sees Ember up on the stage and she will earn herself some discipline for those thoughts if they are more than passing. She will be rewarded nicely if she is able to keep that raging jealousy in check, though. It will be a great scene either way as far as I am concerned, me being able to take pride in her topping Ember or me doling out some discipline if she has doubts of me and the scene I have set up.

As we pull up to the Dungeon I take note of the large amount of vehicles already in the parking lot and Pearl is quick to mention it as well.

“Markus, there seem to be a lot of people here tonight. Is something special going on?”

“Well, Master has a scene set up for his Pet, and the club seems to be coming out in droves to watch it, seeing that I have let you scene in public so little, and that you are so far gone with our babe, I think they are hoping for some inkling of what our life must be like.” I say glancing over at her with a smile wide on my face.

“Oh, sorry Master, I didn’t know that we were doing anything tonight. I am of course happy to be able serve you in any way that you should see fit. I hope that my expanding belly doesn’t get in the way of whatever you would like to do.”

“Oh, Pet, be careful when you speak poorly of yourself. That babe is putting marks on your body that will be there forever. The marks that I make only stay for a short time and I get hard seeing them days later, I know it will be the same way with the marks our babe puts on you. You just don’t understand how hard I get when I see you so heavy with our babe. It is like the best fucking aphrodisiac or foreplay that I have ever fucking experienced.” Pulling her to me across the seat of the truck I take her mouth in a fierce kiss, leaving us breathless and longing for more.

“Come, let’s go into the club and you can get ready in the locker room. I brought you something special to wear tonight. I love you so much and know that you will do me proud tonight.”

Coming around the truck to help her out, I grab the bags that I had packed earlier and help her out of the truck. “Come on, Sweetling, let’s get this night under way.”

As we walk towards the doors Pearl and I both take note of Abraham’s truck, but say nothing. She has been so good talking about the feelings that she has for him and even talking with him about it at the museum last weekend. Abraham, however, has been standoffish. I think that this night will help him to see that he will be jealous of what is going on. He will find that the jealousy subsides when you are a participant in the scene and not just on the outside watching, that is how it worked for me at least.