Relinquish (13 page)

“You always have my support, Bean, you know I love you,” he says and his eyes soften.

“I know, just, please stop fighting with him. You arguing and stuff is not supporting me. I miss my fun, Niko. You’ve been so serious since we got here. What’s going on?” I ask him worriedly.

“I am still fun Niko, this is business. I told you not to come. I knew I would be tired and grouch.” I giggle a little at his wording.

“Well, stop being grouchy. I’m already here so there’s nothing we can do about it now.” I smile.

“Yes, I take you home and keep you safe, like good Russian man” he says and nods.

“I mean it, stop! You’re pissing me off. I’m not going anywhere, I’m staying with 2.”

“Oh yeah? You stay now, or forever?”

“Good question, I guess we will have to see.” I shrug and he rolls his eyes.

“I hope you know what you are doing. I will back off, but I think you are being stupid right now.”

“Gee, please tell me how you really feel.”

“I do.”

“I know, Niko, I know.”

“Okay, if you stay here, I am going back to the hotel. I know the bikers will be up to something soon now and I need to rest prior.”

“Okay, be careful,” I say and he kisses me on my cheek.

He gets up and walks to the door. Right before he leaves he blows me a kiss and I smile. He has always done that to me. I used to think it was romantic, now I know it’s just because he is sweet. I’ve never seen him do it to any of the other girls though, and that makes me feel special.

My phone makes its signature bubble sound and I check my text. It’s from London. I wonder if Cain told her what happened.

London – Hey hootchie mama, you okay?

Me – Hi. Yes, fine, just a scratch. Cain tell you?

London – Yes, you know this! Would you like to come back to the house?

Me – No, I’m just going to stay here. 2 is taking care of me.

London – I bet he is! LOL. Okay I hope you get better soon and if you change your mind, we will come get you. I called to tell Em, but they are out of the country on vacation. Tate wanted to surprise her before she’s too far along to travel. Her cell reception was shit¸ so she told me to tell you she loves you. I didn’t tell her you were shot, just that she should give you a call sometime when she had a chance. I didn’t want to worry her and Tate.

Me – Alright, thank you. I appreciate it and I’ll give you a shout if I need to be busted out of here.

London – Sure thing Lady Xxx

Me – Later :P  

I really got lucky meeting Emily when she moved to Tennessee. That girl thought she was going to sit in the back of that lecture hall, all isolated. She didn’t know it, but I was all by myself too and was lonely. I’ve met many people over the years but none of them really stuck to me.

I love Emily like a sister and without her I never would have met London, Nikoli and 2 Piece. I love London to pieces; she’s so fun and goofy. Tate’s not so bad either. He just isn’t close to anyone but Niko. I still wonder what happened with the whole Cameron situation.

I’m so happy Emily and Tate found each other. They have both been through so much, they deserve to be happy. I can’t believe Emily overcame everything she did. I don’t think she ever had a chance though. Tate took one look at her and made it his mission to save her. She was crazy thinking she could keep everything bottled up to deal with single-handedly, and that we all weren’t going to help her. Thank God for Tate manning up and embracing his Russian background he kept trying to hide from. Now he’s the Big Boss, I never would have guessed that was going to happen.

I can only hope to be half the person Emily has grown to become. She genuinely thinks and cares about everyone else but herself. She’s going to make a wonderful mother and Tate will make a great, loving father.

I’m getting sleepy and I wish 2 was in here taking care of me. I know he’s in Church handling his club stuff. They will eventually go after these guys, the President said as much when they were stitching up my leg. It’s amazing what people will say when they think you aren’t paying any attention. I just hope 2 Piece doesn’t get hurt. I feel like I am just getting to know him and finding him, I don’t want to have to let him go already.

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I hear a door slam and I’m jolted out of my peaceful slumber. I must have dozed off. I shift and there’s this hulking dark shadow at the end of the bed. “2? Baby, is that you?” I ask drowsily. My vision is still a little blurry and I swear that shadow looks bigger than the one I’ve gotten used to.

“No, it’s me. He’s on his way,” he says and takes his shirt off. I see the outline of his well-defined torso in the moonlight streaming through the blinds. He opens his belt buckle with one large hand and unbuttons his jeans. His pants stay propped up on his defined hips and thick muscular thighs.

“Oh, okay. Are you staying in here tonight or something?” I swallow and take a drink of my water on the bed side table. I need to wake up and make sure I’m seriously having this conversation right now. This could just be a really good dream.

“Or something.” He pushes his pants down and his large, straining cock pops out and bobs a little. Damn, commando. The bedroom door opens and I know I must be wide eyed when 2 Piece steps in.

“You getting Shorty warmed up yet?” 2 Piece grins and looks at him. He shuts the door and the light behind him disappears with it.

“‘Bout to,” he rumbles and I feel myself start to get wet. I have little zings deep inside my pussy just watching them both standing here like this. He walks closer to the bed. “Spread your legs, I want a taste.”

“‘Kay,” I squeak and do as I’m told.

2 chuckles at me and pulls his shirt off, watching. He pops his pants button but doesn’t move to take them off. I hear the tear and look down to my panties being ripped off. He grabs each side and rips them completely apart. They are outright ruined, but I couldn’t care less right now. I start panting as his face leans close to my core. He grabs my thigh that isn’t hurt and shoves it up toward my stomach harshly and then dives straight in to sucking my clit. I turn to 2 wide eyed with my mouth gaping open.

“Holy fuck! Ares, God!” I yell loudly and 2 pushes his pants down. His dick strains against his boxer briefs, begging to be let out to play. He pants deeply as he watches Ares go to work. Ares sticks a long finger in my pussy, I clench around it and he groans into my center. Little vibrations run through me and I soak his hand with my spasms.

2 steps closer, leans down on the bed with one knee. He moves toward me swiftly, he dips his head to my breast and sucks the tip through his thin white t-shirt I borrowed. My nipple puckers at the wet material and the scratchy sensation creates a wonderful friction.

“Fuuuuuck,” I moan and grip their hair in each hand.

2 leans upward, his face is flushed and his eyes tell me he’s ready to ravish me. He pulls me forward and takes my shirt off. I’m lying here completely naked and vulnerable in front of two beautiful men. One looks as if he was meant to be in Spartacus and the other looks like the bad boy your momma warned you about while growing up. I am in awe and I can’t wait to sample them together. Ares pulls his finger out of me and replaces it with his tongue.

2 dips back down to taste and nibble on my right breast. Ares licks and kisses up my belly until each of them have a nipple in their mouth. Fuck, it’s like heaven. To feel each tongue swirling, each mouth biting on my erect nipples, the caresses and rough hands. It’s too much, my pussy clenches, begging for relief.

“Pleasssse,” I beg breathlessly. Ares reaches down and sticks two fingers deep inside me. At the same time 2 reaches down, scoops up some of my pussy juice and sticks his finger in my ass. The stretch, the burn, the little zings of pain and pleasure make me ignite and explode like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My pussy floods with wetness and I moan incoherent ramblings through my pleasure. I stop coming and they both sit back. Ares watches me while I take deep breaths, trying to regain my composure. 2 Piece rubs his hand gently down my side and gives me a small smile.

“You okay, Shorty?” I nod my head. I’m incapable of speaking at the moment. They just rocked my world and they only used their mouths and tongues to do it.

I could kick myself right now for not letting this happen sooner. Ares grabs my hand and kisses it softly. I look at him and he has the most tender expression I’ve ever seen on his face. I smile reassuringly to him. I want him to know I am okay with this and I loved what just happened.

2 rubs my face and Ares leans over to rub his fingers through my hair. It’s so relaxing, I feel cherished and pampered. The liquor from earlier still thrums through my body, it makes me more comfortable and accepting of them both staring, taking me in.

I’m just going to close my eyes for a minute. At least that’s what I tell myself as sleep and exhaustion overcome me.

2 Piece

“Wake her up,” Ares says and grins at me.

“Fuck no, I ain’t waking her up. She was shot today. If we aren’t careful, then she will get skittish and leave.” I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she’s comfortable and happy. It’s the least she deserves after all the bullshit.

“Brother, my dick is hard as granite and that just a few minutes ago was hot as fuck.”

“Shhh! You’re gonna wake her up. It’ll happen, just give it some time. What we just showed her was perfect, she’ll want more,” I whisper and glare at his stubborn ass. If he wakes her up on accident or on purpose, either way I’m gonna be pissed.

“Fine,” he huffs and starts getting dressed. “Make sure she’s okay in the morning, I don’t want her freaked out like she was the last time we tried to have fun with her. I like this one and she’s responsive to us both.”

“She’ll be fine. I’ll talk to her in the morning in case she’s trippin’.” He nods and we fist bump on his way out.

I pull the covers back and take her in. She’s so sensual, with her hair spread out on the pillow behind her. She looks peaceful with her hand tucked under the pillow beside her face. Her tits are swollen and have little bites on them from earlier. I follow the line of her smooth stomach to her bare little pussy lips. God, I want her so bad.

I keep observing and get to the big white bandage on the side of her thigh. Fuck, I can’t believe that shit happened. Damn it. I have to get that piece of shit who hurt her. I’ll talk with the brothers more about it tomorrow, to finalize the plans we made in Church and to let Nikoli in on everything.

I crawl into bed beside her, trying not to rouse her too much with the dip I create in the mattress. I fix the covers around her and lay my hand over her waist. I want her to be comfortable but still hold her while I sleep. I take a deep breath, pondering just how much I want the woman lying beside me, as I join her in blissful sleep.

Chapter 8

I wake up to Avery’s warm body sprawled all over me. She has her bad leg propped on top of mine and her arms wrapped around me like a little spider monkey. I close my eyes and relish the feeling for a few seconds. We haven’t gotten many moments like this during this visit of hers. Normally there isn’t much going on so we can just hang around and chill with each other, when she visits.

My eyes pop open at the pounding coming from my door. That must be the reason I woke up in the first place.

“Wakey, wakey, princesses,” Nikoli says from the other side. Fuckin’ dick.

He’s gonna wake Avery and she needs a lot of rest. I don’t want her up and hurtin’ or questionin’ shit. There’s more booming from him banging on the door. I swear I’m gonna punch that fucker again. I have a nice bruise on my cheek from his big-ass knuckles, but I’ll have the element of surprise this time.

I try to ease my way out from under her. It’s kind of hard with the grip she has on my hip though.

“Errrmmmm.” She stirs and I could kick that idiot for waking me up.

“Shhhh, baby, I’m going to the bathroom,” I murmur.

I don’t know why I didn’t just tell her Niko is at the door, maybe because I know she will let him in. I don’t want him in here when she’s lying naked in my bed. He may have seen her like this before, but not while I have her. She’s not actually mine, but I’m starting to work on changing that.

I creep over to open the door quietly. “‘Sup, biker, how was the night?” he asks, all cheery and bright eyed.

“Shhhh, man, fuck! Shorty’s sleepin’ and she needs her rest.”

“Why what is wrong with her?” he asks angrily and glares at me.

“Nothin’s wrong, she just had a rough day yesterday and I want her to get the rest she needs.”

“Good, that is understandable.”

“Why you bangin’ on my door, anyhow?”

“I believe your Prez has told you to tell me plan, yes?” he says with his Russian inflection.

“Alright, hold up a minute. Let me get my pants.” I shut the door and put on last night’s jeans, a clean black t-shirt and my cut. I run my hands through my hair, but there’s not much there to worry about in the first place. Ugh, my body is stiff. I need to go work out, it’s been two days and I can definitely feel the difference. Cain has a family now and still makes time to work out pretty much daily. I need to make it a priority again. I’ve been good about it this last week, but I need to become more devoted to it. I’m more the outside type to exercise anyhow, if it’s not too hot that is. Here in Texas that’s only like three months out of the whole year. I enjoy doing manual labor and working out with the big ropes and tractor tires we have out back. I slip on my motorcycle boots over a fresh pair of socks and check for my wallet. Yep, it’s in my back pocket attached to my chain, so I’m straight. I swing the door open and creep out as quietly as I can. Hopefully Avery is still asleep. “Okay, let’s go into the main room or the bar.”

“As you wish.” I follow as he heads toward the bar.

“I need coffee first off, you want any?”

“No, I only like
Bean’s
coffee.”

“Yep, she’s good at that, huh,” I grunt gruffly. I wonder what else he likes about her. ‘Bean’, who the fuck calls someone ‘Bean’, anyhow?

“Yes,” he says simply and I check out his shirt as I come around the bar. It reads ‘FBI, female body inspector’.

“Hmmpf,” I huff as I pass him and take a seat with a stool between us.

“No more bad blood between us, 2 Piece.”

“Oh yeah, how do you figure?” I say with hostility.