Forsaken Control (Oathkeepers MC) (11 page)

I keep going, driving on and after a moment his shoulders drop and his head falls forward, taking in the pleasure. He can try to fight it, but his body screams that he wants it. He just needs a little push; he needs to realize it does feel as good as he imagines it would.

Murmuring against his neck, I coax it out of him, “You want this. I know, because I want it. God, I want it so bad, 2 Piece.”

“I can’t want it,” he gasps, as I continue to stroke him.

“I’m not giving you any choice this time; I want you too badly. You can try and fight it, but your body doesn’t lie.”

“My body doesn’t know what it wants.”

Releasing his cock, I use the pump bottle beside me, filling my hand with Avery’s conditioner. Once I have enough, I reach below, using it as lubrication for his tight entrance.

I work a few fingers into him, pumping, as his chest rises and falls quickly.

“The fuck it doesn’t. You push your ass into my hand because you want me to take it. You can fight it, but like it or not, you’re already mine.”

“Fuck, why does it have to feel so good?” he croons out on a small moan.

“Because it’s with me.”

Removing my fingers, I line the head of my cock to his entrance. Slowly, I work the tip of myself into him, but have to pull out due to the resistance. I absolutely love the fact that he’s all mine this way. Using a little more conditioner, I push myself into him enough so I can thrust my dick in deeply. He groans low, trying to quiet himself through the pain.

“This is going to hurt you more than it does me right now. I’m going to fuck you like I’ve wanted to. Later it will get easier. Through the pain you will find pleasure, and I’ll make sure you cum.”

I push into him fully again and he gasps, fists clenching in pain. He groans, and I plunge my way into him for a fourth time, finally releasing his arms after a moment.

“Lean forward and brace yourself against the wall.”

“This is wrong,” he weakly croaks as I grip his hips. He’s opened up enough now that I can powerfully drive into him.

“Ah, fuck!” he lets out loudly, and I reach around and grab his cock again.

With each strong, amazing drive into his tightness, I pump his stiff cock at the same time.

“I told you 2 Piece, I’m fuckin’ done. No more pussy footin’ around. I want you both; you and Avery, even more so than what we’ve been doin’.”

He grunts, moaning through my deep drive into him, and then gasps, “Fuck! God that hurts so bad, but feels so fuckin’ good.” Reaching down, he wraps his hand over mine, holding it as I stroke him. “What will Avery think if she sees us like this?” he asks brokenly.

“She’ll love it,” I whisper against the shell of his ear. “She wants it just as badly as we do; she fuckin’ has too, because I can’t not be able to have you.” I lean over him, thrusting in and kiss up his back. His dick starts to throb in my hand, and it pushes me on toward the brink.

“Oh you like that, huh? You like my tongue on you? I can’t wait to have it all over this fucking body,” I mutter.

He raises from his bent over stance, standing up, his back snuggly against my chest, as I tenderly kiss and suck on his neck as I continue pumping into him. 2 Piece reaches back, gripping tightly onto one of my thick thighs. To feel his large, strong grip on my skin makes me erupt like a goddamn geyser.

“Fuuuuck,” I call in a deep, low moan against his neck as I clamp my eyes shut. “I’m coming. You feel so fucking tight, so fucking hot.”

As my words spill out in ecstasy, 2 Piece follows, spurting his warm, thick cum all over my hand and groaning. I finish with my release, lightly kissing his shoulder and take a step back.

He turns finally and faces me with a look of guilt on his face.

“Stop it, don’t fuckin’ ruin perfection,” I grumble. I take his cheek in my large palm, and I do what I’ve been aching to do each time I catch him close to me.

I lean in and take his lips, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. I kiss him thoroughly, and he doesn’t fight me for control. Instead, he gives in and takes everything I give him.  Besides Avery, it’s the best fucking kiss I’ve ever had in my life. I could probably come just from kissing him long enough.

I finally pull away, and he gazes at me almost in awe. I know he had to feel how perfect that was. I bend toward him again and kiss him chastely before I step out of the shower, leaving him speechless. That couldn’t have been any more perfect for me; he felt like pure bliss. I’m pretty sure he’s convinced that it’s not just a thing anymore,  that he’s meant to be with not only Avery, but with me, too. 

Drying off with the small, light blue towel, my body’s thoroughly satisfied for the moment. I’m about to leave the bathroom when he finally speaks up, breaking the silence.

“We have to talk about this. I won’t keep this from her,” he grumbles, his arms braced against the glass door as he peers through it at me.

“Good, I would never expect you to. Oh and, 2 Piece? You let her know I’m coming for her next.

ONE WEEK LATER…

Well we still haven’t found that fuck head that upset the girls at the grocery store, but the club got its first note dropped off in the middle of the night. Scratch found it tied to the gate this morning when he went out to sit in his little post. We always have someone monitoring the gate and who comes and goes into the compound. You never know when you may piss off the wrong person or when the cops might decide to pay us a little visit.

Ares stares at the note again, looking at it like it’s written in fucking Chinese or some shit. “So what the fuck are we doin’?” I question, ready to demand a plan of action. He always takes his time with shit, being the smart one about these kinds of things, but I want it squashed now, before it gets even more serious.

The Prez has been gone a lot this week for fuck knows why, so the burden of it all has fallen to Ares’ shoulders. I bet he’s pretty stressed the fuck out, having all these new responsibilities thrown on him suddenly.

Our relationship is kind of strange right now. It’s kind of screwy, him essentially being my boss during club business, but yet we’re fucking. I cringe a little as I think of it. I can’t believe this has even happened. Not just once, but it happened again today before I had planned to get out of bed.

We need to stop this until Avery is completely on board with it. But, at the same time, I want him any chance I get. I’ve always been the more dominant one, not taking any shit from people, but with him in control, I’ll admit it’s sexy as fuck. I still won’t take no lip from anyone or anything, but if he wants to control me a little when we’re alone, it gets my fucking dick hard seein’ him like that. 

This morning, Avery was asleep and he followed me in to the bathroom. He actually slept over from last night. Normally he doesn’t stay, but I think he wants to give us that part of himself now; maybe he just wasn’t ready before. I couldn’t believe she hadn’t heard us. He took me pretty roughly against the sink, the wall and cabinet creaking and groaning each time he slammed home. He felt so fuckin’ amazin’. When we were finished, Avery was still sleeping. Her gorgeous auburn hair spread out over the pillow, with her hands tucked between her knees.

I haven’t gotten up the nerve to say anything to her about it yet. What if she really isn’t okay with wanting more than what we already have? Our whole relationship so far has been over being free and not tied down to any real serious shit. The most we’ve committed to each other is getting a pup and stayin’ together here at the clubhouse, but it’s come to the point where I want it all. Fuck, I have no clue what to even say at this point. All I know is I love her with every breath that I take; but now, I have all of these strong confusing feelings for Ares filling my head. I want everything, but I want it with both of them.

I don’t know if I can say I’m really in love with Ares yet. The feelings for him are so different than what I feel for Avery. I feel this crazy need to protect her and cherish her. With Ares, I feel safe when I’m around him; I’ve been around him for years and trust him completely, even if I don’t always act like it. He’s smart and can take care of things, even more so now that he’s the VP for the club, too.

I know he cares about Avery and me  both, but does he love her like I do? Could he possibly love her the same way, so we can continue this…whatever this is? I couldn’t handle it if he didn’t have the same fierce need inside of him to protect her like I do, or the insatiable thoughts of having her all of the time.

She has the best pussy I’ve ever had in my life; but, at the same time, she has the sweetest fucking heart you could imagine. I’m ready to take the next step with her, and I fuckin’ hope she’s at that stage, too.

I started out with this whole threesome thing to bring Avery extra pleasure. The sharing never bothered me, because I know she loves me completely. I can’t always give her everything she dreams of sexually, and Ares makes up for what I don’t do. Is that how it’s supposed to be? Is that why we all work so well together?
Fuck, I have to tell her about this
. I feel like scum, not being up front with her. I love her so much, and I know my heart will literally break if she’s not okay with this.

Ares sits forward, drawing me out of my thoughts of Avery, resting his big, tattooed hands, full of silver chunky rings on the table close to mine. “I’m going to call the Prez and see what he thinks about this bullshit.”

“What did the note even say?” I bite the inside of my cheek, curious.

“Some warped stupid shit about how the club has buried past VPs and to check our closets for skeletons, whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean.” He shrugs.

“Buried VPs?” I repeat, squinting at him, puzzled.

“Yeah, I don’t fuckin’ know, brother. Your guess is as good as mine. The last VP was in an accident right around the time Prez got his patch, but I’m sure you’re already aware of that. Anyhow, since then we haven’t even discussed a new VP. Hell, I always believed it would be Smiles getting that spot if it ever came to it. Now, I get patched and this shit starts up. Fucked up bullshit drama is what it is.”

“I just want to keep Avery safe this time; she’s been hurt too many times already. I haven’t let her leave the compound without me, and Cain’s doin’ the same with London. I have Sadie on lockdown unless it’s for a doctor’s trip and even then, myself or fuckin’ Twist has to go. I hate it that she goes with him, but I know that crazy fucker will protect her ass and go off on anyone like a goddam rabid dog.”

“Good, let’s keep it that way. I don’t want anything happening to any of you,” Ares grumbles and taps his knuckles with mine easily. I leave my hand beside his, getting more comfortable with him being close.

“Hey boys, what are you two gabbing on about?” Pulling my hands back and resting them in my lap, Avery joins us at the table, sliding into the seat next to me.

I grunt and Ares replies with a grin, “Boys? Baby, I ain’t no boy—all man right here.” He winks at her and she returns it with her own mischief-filled grin. They’ve had a flirty, easygoing banter between them since they first met and there was a misunderstanding. Avery flipped out, thinking I was passing her off to Ares, not realizing we were both there to pleasure her together. Thankfully, they worked through it and became closer afterward.

Wrapping my arm around her, I tuck her small body close into my embrace in the booth. God, I fuckin’ love her so much. With her and Ares both, life could be practically perfect. I don’t know how long Ares is in this for or even if Avery will still love me after I confess to her what I want, but fuck, if they both stick around, my life would be completely full. Smiling down at her, I press a kiss on top of her head. Her hair always smells flowery and good. I love it that she’s a girly girl; always busy paintin’ her nails bright colors and shit. Crazy chick even painted Lily’s nails when the poor pup was sleeping.

“Nothin’ that concerns you, free bird.” I murmur, breathing in her sweet smelling shampoo as I put my nose to her soft hair again. She probably thinks I’m a weirdo, always sniffing her, but damn, her hair smells nice. She’s got lotion that smells so good, it makes me fuckin’ hard as a rock, and her light smelling perfume she spritzes on every mornin’, it’s all got me addicted to seeing what she’s put on when she’s next to me. “What are you fixin’ to do?”

“Well, I didn’t see either one of you in the room after our fun night last night, so I figured I’d come looking for y’all and see if you wanted some lunch?”

“Hell yeah, shorty, if you’re makin’ lunch, I want some, please.” I lean in, mumbling against her mouth and take her lips for a few seconds. Pulling back, I glance at Ares to see his eyes blazing, not in anger, but looking completely turned on, like he wants to be doing the same thing.

“Air?” Avery inquires and he blinks a few times.

“Sure angel, if you don’t mind, I would love somethin.’”

She beams a large, happy smile at us, and jumps up and out of the booth., “Okay then, I’ll be back!” She turns, strutting off, shaking her sexy ass in a little black pair of shorts as she heads for the kitchen. I can’t help the pain in my gut, as the guilt for not being completely open with her hits me hard.