Forsaken Control (Oathkeepers MC) (21 page)

“Car bomb in the fuckin’ compound. Cain went ape shit over the phone, real serious stuff here. I’m guessin’ the other charters are here to help us with retaliation.”

“This shit better not blow back. So fuckin’ tired of women getting’ hurt cause of fucking twats.”

“I feel ya brother, trust me.” I grumble and bang on the club door.

In full lockdown the club doors are locked and only answered after a check in from the gate and even then, the door is still opened with a shotgun pointed in your face.

The heavy door creaks open, with Spin holding a gun through the opening. Once he sees us and looks behind us, he opens the door enough so we can come inside. The bar is packed full of members. Most are from the surrounding charters, but a few really harsh, mean-looking fuckers’ cuts advertise Nomads. Ares called in a few of the big dogs. He must be on a mission, and boy do I feel for the person in his path.

The cuts all advertise fellow Oath Keepers MC members. There are brothers here from Louisiana, Colorado, Arizona and Texas. I’m guessing they all came straight from a rally happening in Austin. We were gonna go, being it’s so damn close but all this shit started poppin’ off. These Iron Fists obviously didn’t realize we’d have backup an hour down the road and not spread further out like usual.

If needed, we can always call our brothers in the Forsaken Liberty MC, too. They are located over near Lufkin, Texas and will help us out anytime we need it, too. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to us calling charters in from all over the U.S. or asking our brothers from other MC clubs to come help out.

“Spin,” I greet him, walking past the shotgun.

“2.” He chin lifts then turns to Twist. “You good, brother?”

“Fuckin’ peaches an’ cream, Spiny.”

Spin rolls his eyes, locks the thick metal door, and heads back to his table. He has the little Asian he favors, resting in the seat next to him.

I’m met with a shrill voice that I can only describe as my sister’s ’you’re gonna die, yell.’

“Twist! My God! What on earth happened to your face?” Sadie gapes, running up to him, like a worried mother.

I should have had someone warn Sadie that Twist has a road burn patch on his arm and his nose is busted to shit. He hasn’t given it any time to heal up yet, splitting from the hospital like he did, so it looks like he has two noses with it being so swollen.

“Ice! God, we need some ice!” Sadie shouts again, and takes off quickly toward the kitchen, her pregnant belly making her waddle as she goes.

London comes up to us, concern written all over her face, “Twizzler! You okay, love?”

“Ah, cupcake, you know I’m good.”

London nods, giving him a small kiss on the cheek. “If you need anything, just ask.”

“Thanks darlin’, I will.”

She smiles briefly, and then makes her way back over to Cain’s lap. Twist turns to me, “Thanks for sittin’ with me.”

“It’s nothin’, brother.”

Sadie enters the room, scanning the crowd like a mad woman, and I duck out before she can rip me a new one. There are only two people I really want to see after all of the shit that went down.

2 Piece is lying on the bed when Avery and I step into their room. I had gone out back with her to walk Lily. She definitely doesn’t need to be by herself, especially after those two fucks escaped. They must have been dragged out because the one guy was damn near dead. At this point, I don’t want any of the women being left alone outside of the club.

Lily runs over to 2 Piece when she notices him, so excited, her little stub of a tail wags rapidly. He chuckles and she finally calms down after a moment, seeking her dog bed full of fluffy, squeaky toys.

“Ain’t nobody gonna believe you’re a badass with a room full of squeaky toys, brother.” I razz him and he flips me off in return.

Avery sits beside him, grasping his hand, happy to see him. “Silas, are you okay? I was freaking out with the wreck and everything.”

“I’m straight, Shorty. You good after all the shit that went down here?”

“Thankfully, Ares was here, so I was okay. I missed you, though.”

“Aww, I missed you, too, beautiful.”

Clearing my throat, I sit on the bed, opposite side of 2 Piece. “We ah, we need to talk over some shit, yeah?”

He peers at me seriously for a second, and then nods briefly, knowing we all need to discuss our situation more.

“I don’t like us staying apart,” I begin. “I like it that we have our own space if needed, but I don’t want to sleep without you two anymore. I wouldn’t ever stay the night before ‘cause I was tryin’ to keep myself distant and shit, but obviously that ain’t gonna happen anymore, you feel me?”

“Yeah and I feel the same,” 2 responds gruffly.

“I agree. I want you both close,” Avery answers and bites her bottom lip.

“What you thinkin’?” 2 Piece turns back to me.

“We could get a house together? Maybe four bedrooms, so we each got our own space then one room for all of us?”

Avery smiles brightly, “So, you’ve thought about this a lot?”

“I did today when all the shit went down and we were waiting for Twist and 2Piece to get back. I’m tired of hiding. I want the club to know we’re together. I don’t know how they will handle it an’ all, but I’m done pussy footin’ around.”

“I’m cool with getting’ a place. Shorty?”

“Yes, I am, too. I think it’s a great idea! And, well, I’m pretty sure the club knows how you feel about me after earlier.”

“What happened earlier?” 2 Piece peers curiously at me.

“I may have kissed her and made her loudly declare that she’s mine. Boy, the fuckin’ dirty looks the brothers were sendin’ me were crazy.”

He chuckles, “Good, I’m glad. Probably gave them all a lot to talk about today with that one. I think we should have everyone together and let them know at once, that we aren’t a couple, but a three.”

I nod, my stomach racing with the excitement of everyone finally knowing that the three of us are together—really together. No more club pussy for me, and now my angel will have two Ol’ Men. She’ll receive even more respect that she deserves from the brothers.

“When are we going to move?” Avery questions, enthusiastically. I’m a little surprised, since she’s grown to love the club and being around the brothers. I think she enjoys them all because they know what it feels like to want to be free and not judged about every little thing.

“How ‘bout we look for a spot after this shit is taken care of?”

“Sounds good, brother.”

“Okay,” Avery smiles, and I can’t help but relish in the memories from earlier—the ones where my tongue was deep inside her center.

Gripping onto 2 Piece’s bicep, I pull him to me.  His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. After being away from each other all day, our lips finally meet, and I feel complete as my tongue caresses over his. 

He makes me feel whole, and Avery makes me feel like I’m finally at home.

An electric guitar rings through the air, coming from the thin wall behind the bed. My guess is that Twist decided not to party. Some nights when he’s too busy thinkin’ ‘bout shit, he’ll lock himself in his room and ring through some crazy guitar pieces. The brother could seriously be someone famous if he wanted, but he won’t ever play for anyone..

We’ve all walked by his room, hearing the insane sounds he can produce and have each asked him to play. The answers always the same, “nope.” No one knows what the fuck happened to him, but whatever it was, it sure did break the man.

2 Piece pulls away, licking his lips as his eyes blaze with an inferno. “Sounds like Twist is playing his songs. Poor guy, somethin’ must have stirred some shit up with him today.”

“Ain’t my business,” I shrug, wanting to concentrate on him and not Twist’s shit.

Avery runs her fingers over my bicep, pulling my attention to her. “Don’t you ever wonder what happened to him?”

“Nah, angel, not really my thing to pry into shit. If any brother wants to talk and shoot the shit, then I’m game, but ain’t gonna speculate.”

“He has night terrors some nights,” she says softly. “He screams these gut wrenching sounds. Sometimes it’s names, but I can’t completely make them out. He never answers if I try to knock on his door, either.”

2 Piece grumbles, “Shorty, I told you that ain’t our damn business. That’s just another reason he don’t need to get too close to my sister; she don’t need to deal with more shit.”

Shrugging, finally giving  up the Twist subject, Avery pulls her light blue sundress off, exposing herself completely to us. She literally steals my breath away with all of her lightly tanned skin on display, and all I can do is groan in sweet surrender.

“That whole time I was walkin’ the dog with ya’ you didn’t have nothin’ on under that fuckin’ little dress? For fuck’s sake, angel, I would have fucked you against the goddamn wall already.”

“Well, y’all keep telling me to stop wearing the stuff underneath, so I thought I’d try it out.” She grins mischievously. 2 Piece and I are already starting to shuck our clothes, throwing them in all different directions.

“You boys seem a little eager; I’m guessing I made the right decision then?”

2 Piece growls and I chuckle, “Angel, we ain’t no boys. I keep tellin’ ya we’re men sweetheart. Let us show you how good we can make you feel.”

She knee walks towards me on the bed. She’s so damn sexy,  and she has no idea just what she can do to a man. She comes close enough until her face is level with my waist. She cups my balls in her hand, grazing her nails over them lightly, making them tighten up in delight.

“Come here, 2,” I grumble and gesture him towards Avery and me.

He circles around the foot of the bed until he stands beside me in all of his gorgeous, tattooed naked glory.

“Fuck, the two of you are so goddamn sexy,” I say just as he bites harshly into my shoulder. He fucking loves biting, and it turns me on like crazy.

I yank on his brown hair, forcefully bringing his face right in front of mine. His excited pants whisper over my lips, and I can smell whiskey on his breath. “Stand on the bed; it’s my turn to taste you.”

He steps up, holding my shoulder for support, and stands on the bed. His cock is much easier for me to reach, closer to my level now. He balances, raising his hands to rest his palms flat against the ceiling for support. His body on full display at that angle is a goddamn work of art. His tattoos stand out in bright contrast to Avery’s flawless skin, and his lean muscles accent each curve in his stance.

Avery rests on her knees, pretty auburn head bobbing up and down as she goes to town sucking my dick. I move one hand in Avery’s hair, reminding her that I’m paying attention to her as well. My other hand I reach around, gripping onto 2 Piece’s firm ass cheek and bend to take his cock into my mouth.

I hollow out my cheeks as much as I can, relaxing my jaw and throat. His dick slides easily in and out of my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat.

“Oh fuck, Ares,” he croons, watching me. Avery groans hearing him moan in pleasure.

I damn near grit my teeth as her mouth vibrates around my shaft, pulling back and licking all over the sensitive head. My teeth graze over 2 Piece’s cock as I nearly forget to keep my mouth open through my own pleasure.

After a few minutes, I pull back, letting his cock slip out of my mouth. 2 Piece’s muscles are strained, nice and tight from holding onto the roof and riding through the pleasure. His abdominal muscles clench and release with each deep breath he expels, and it makes me want to nip each ridge.

“Avery,” I clear my throat as my cock hits the back of her mouth and it takes my breath away shortly at the insanely good sensations. “Get on all fours,” I demand and she quickly complies. She releases my dick and my ass muscles instantly relax. I had them flexed so tight from the pleasure, it’s amazing I didn’t get a fuckin’ cramp.

“Time to suck 2 Piece’s cock, beautiful.” She moves as I order her,  getting into place in front of him, providing me with the perfect position to take her from behind. I line myself up, ready to take her sweet spot. Gripping her small hips, I plunge my long cock into her tight center.

Bitch feels like she was designed perfectly to fit my big veiny dick. When you find a pussy like that, it creates a frenzy inside of a man. The insatiable need, to have yourself inside of her all the time, filling her up with your seed and claiming her for yourself. That shit will drive a brother fuckin’ crazy, thinking about it all the time. I see why 2 Piece gave in and kept her, she’s fuckin’ unforgettable. Not only when I’m inside of her, but when she’s busy giving me some sass and flirting with me, too. Avery’s exactly the kind of woman I want to see myself with in the future. Between her and 2 Piece, I find the perfect balance of what my body needs.

“Ohh!” She moans around 2 Piece’s dick as I bottom out in her little hole, 2 Piece’s eyes bulge slightly. I know that shit feels beyond amazing when she attempts to speak with your cock still in her mouth, or when she swallows and her throat grazes the tip of your dick. Fuck, that thought alone makes me get wet with pre-cum.

“Fuckin’ blissful, man,” I gasp in between thrusts.

He nods shortly, agreeing with my statement, attempting to keep his mouth closed as his cheeks redden with the incredible feelings. Avery’s skilled little tongue will bring a man to completion, in just a few minutes. You have to really work on enjoying the pleasure, but also chant in your head to not cum too damn early. I think the little minx does that shit on purpose. Braggin’ rights or some crazy shit chicks do.