The Devil's Bed (Sensual Romance, M.C Bikers Alpha Male) (8 page)

Her tongue moved slowly and quickly up and down his monstrous thick shaft.  She flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue ring causing him to pull at her hair while pushing hard into her mouth.

He grunted as Cinnamon licked and teased his shaft with her small yet skilled tongue.  She felt her clit start to pulse and throb as she bobbed her head up and down his hardened shaft.  She loved giving good head she moved quickly and then slowly paying close attention to his body’s movements and sounds.  She slipped his cock out of her mouth and started to stroke him fast while her pierced tongue rolled the silver ball over his tip and around the edge of his purple head.

Jake pulled at her and she stood up while keeping her hand on his hard cock he bent her over.  He grabbed at her leather-covered ass and spanked her hard through her pants.  Cinnamon stood upright, pulled down her leather pants, and bent over and spread her legs apart.  He pushed his cock deeply inside her Cinnamon cried out in pure pleasure as he gripped at her sides and pulled her hard and fast against his pelvic bone.

Cinnamon moaned as he pumped hard.  The sun filtered down from the tree on her back and she felt over heated as he continued to fuck her hard and fast.  She reached for her breast and pulled on her own nipple, the forest smelled of pine needles, dirt and sea air, she felt a sudden cool breeze making her hair flutter around her face.

“Fuck,” Jake moaned as his thrusts became rhythmic he raised his arm and his open palm smacked her round ass making it rosy pink.  Jake ran his fingers over the mid of her back and traced the blood red rose tattoo and thorns. Cinnamon felt the fire inside her building until the flames of passion consumed her, she cried out but Jake put his large hand over her mouth muffling her moans. 

He pumped one final time and pulled out of her while bending her upright.  He adjusted himself while Cinnamon put her pants back on.

She turned around as he pulled her closely to him and kissed her passionately.  Cinnamon felt her toes curl as his tongue darted inside her mouth.  Her heart raced as his hands went down her side and grabbed at her ass.  “Fuck,” she said breathlessly.  He was her new drug.

She rode on the back of his bike into town near the docks; they stopped in at a local bar and with her arm hooked around his.  A few heads turned and a man came over to greet Jake he was tall and thin with a scraggly beard.

“J.C,” he said as he grasped his hand into a bro hug.  “Washburn, this is Cinnamon my new lady,” he said smiling.

Cinnamon felt surprised to be introduced so quickly. “She’s Nathan of the Coastal Wolves MC,” He said. Washburn’s eyes went wide and he reached for the nearest beer sucking it down quickly.

“Shit J.C if you wanted a pussy I could have gotten you one from Jenna’s massage parlor,” he said.

“Don’t talk like that in front of my woman,” Jake said standing tall with his shoulders back.  His fists were clenched tightly and he looked ready to fight.

“Calm down I just meant, shit why did you hook up with the enemy, Big Ed wont like this,” he said shaking his head.

“Washburn, Big Ed knows,” he said patting him on the back.  Washburns eyes again went big this time with a hint of fear.  Cinnamon let out a nervous giggle.

“Is she knocked up?” he asked in a whisper in Jakes ear.

“No, it’s not like that, we grew up around each other and I have been seeing her for a while now,” he said casually.

“How come you never told us?” another man came over towards Cinnamon as if to inspect her.

“Bill, it’s a matter of the heart, Big Ed is cool with it,” he said sitting down he raised his hand to the bar keep.

Cinnamon didn’t know what to do with herself so she sat on Jakes lap. “Looks legit,” she heard one of the men say.

“Everyone go back to your fucking business,” Jake yelled out.

“So does this mean war or what?” Washburn asked pulling up an old wooden chair and sitting on it in reverse.  His meaty hairy arms hung over the wooden rung back of the chair like two dead fish.

“Nope, a partnership,” Jake smiled as he took a long drink from the beer on tap mug.

“Huh, I wouldn’t believe it if you hadn’t of told me,” Washburn said in disbelief.

“Cinnamon,” Jake said.

“This is Washburn, officer in the Fire Devils, and my uncle,” Jake announced.

“Nice to meet you,” she said carefully.

“Well, I knew Jake would eventually settle down but I never thought with someone so beautiful,” Washburn said as he reached out to shake Cinnamon’s hand.

“Easy now old man, she’s mine,” Jake said in a dark tone that sent chills through Cinnamon’s body.

“There’s a meeting tonight at ten to discuss the new arrangement, spread the word,” Jake said.

“Come on babe,” he said to Cinnamon. She got off his lap and walked with him to the door.  Jake slipped his hand in hers interlacing his fingers. This was the first time they had held hands, Cinnamon realized. She laughed aloud to herself.

“What’s so funny?” Jake asked as they got on his bike.

“Just realized I never held your hand before,” she smiled.

Jake handed her a helmet and watched her put it on.

“Where to now?” she asked.

“Well, since you didn’t like my man cave, how about we go to my house?” he asked.

Cinnamon nodded.  She was exhausted from everything, the riding, and sudden change in her life.

As they rode a little, further up the coastline Jake turned off the highway down a pathway towards the beach.  Cinnamon felt her heart stop when she saw his home; it was large and very modern looking from the outside.  As they approached the garage door opened revealing two more high-end Harley bikes.

“You live here?” she asked as she pulled off her helmet.

“Yeah, just my little place by the sea,” he said with a smile as he watched her run inside.

The house was large with an open floor plan and nothing, as she would have expected a gang leader’s son to have. Clearly, her father was in the wrong business if this is what the Fire Demons could afford.

“This place is amazing,” she said as she ran up the glass staircase she looked out the large bay windows. She paused on the landing and looked at the crashing waves; this was not what she was anticipating.

“You know you are full of surprises,” she said as Jake headed up the stairs with her. Once upstairs she walked into the master bedroom.   The room was large with vaulted ceiling and huge windows with a stunning view of the Pacific Ocean.  She ran and jumped on the large king size bed and sunk a little into the soft pillow top.

“This is pretty nice, I suppose if I have to be in a cage at least it’s gilded,” she said.

She sat up and saw Jake’s crest fallen face.

“What?” she asked.

“I don’t want you to feel like this is a cage,” he said as he walked over to her and sat on the bed.

“I didn’t mean to…” she said pausing. Cinnamon didn’t know what he expected from her, she was now his property, she had little say in being there.  If she ran away it would mean more fighting, and in the end, her life or the lives of her sister and mother could be at stake.

Jake softly petted her hair and pulled her close to him. “I want you to be happy here,” he said quietly.

Cinnamon didn’t answer she instead she kissed him softly.  Jake slowly pulled off her clothes and they slept naked together cuddling. 

Cinnamon woke up to find she was alone in the large house. She sat up on the bed and stretched.  The clock said it was passed eleven and she knew Jake would be at an MC meeting.

She also saw her smart phone sitting next to the alarm clock with a note, “Please feel free to call anyone,” written in cursive.

Cinnamon called her sister Sugar and explained everything; she knew she could trust her not to talk. “But can’t you just leave?” she asked.

“No, you know that dad would do something stupid,” Cinnamon said defeated.

“Hey don’t worry about me,  Jake is a nice guy, a little rough but actually pretty nice,” Cinnamon added.

“Wait, did you sleep with him?” Sugar asked.

Cinnamon paused not sure if she wanted tell her sister everything.

“You little slut, how was it?” Sugar squealed.

“Incredibly hot,” Cinnamon laughed.  She fell back onto the bed.

“Oh, I don’t know what to do Sissy,” Cinnamon said.

“Hmm well let me see you were kidnapped by a rich, sexy fucking hot biker gang leader, and who apparently fucked all the reason out of you and you think there is a problem?” Sugar said.

“Don’t make it sound like I am a dirty whore,” Cinnamon protested.

“No I don’t mean that, just man I haven’t been with anyone in months, I could use a little adventure sign me up,” Sugar laughed.

“Sis, it’s not like it’s been all fun and games,” Cinnamon said softly.

“What’s really wrong?” Sugar asked.

Cinnamon knew she could not hid from her sister much.

“I don’t know exactly, I like him—and the sex is amazing like really amazing—I just I’m afraid,” she said finally.

“Cinnamon, you are a strong woman, you are smart, brilliant and I know you can handle this you won’t slip up.  Does Jake know about your—past?” Sugar asked gently.

“I haven’t told him, the thing is I thought for sure I would be itching for some right now but instead all I can do is think about him,” Cinnamon said.

“Cinnamon, you need to tell him, you can’t have him bringing drugs into the house you know your limits,” Sugar said seriously.

“Honestly, I don’t know if that’s the problem or – if” Cinnamon paused again.

“I get it, you’re afraid to let him really in, but if you are going to make a go of this you have to tell him the truth. Not just for your safety but for his too,” Sugar said.

Cinnamon knew her sister was right but she didn’t know how she could tell Jake that she was highly addicted to heroin so much so that she almost over dosed and died.  She can’t be around drugs of any kind or even take prescription drugs without the possibility of slipping up.

Cinnamon put her phone away, slipped under the soft duvet cover, and fell asleep. In the morning she was woken up by the smell of bacon coming from downstairs.

She walked slowly down the glass stairs the fog had yet to roll out.  “Hey,” she said as she stood behind Jake and slipped her hand around his waist.

“What time did you get back?” she asked him.

“Just after two,” he said as he turned the sizzling bacon.

“How did you sleep?” Jake asked as he turned around.

“Okay,” Cinnamon said.

“So did everything go according to the old farts plans?” she asked as she walked towards the fridge.

“Yup, the word is spreading fast, over the next few weeks it will be important we are seen together,” he said carefully plating the cooked bacon.

“Seen where?” Cinnamon asked.

“Oh you knew, parties, clubs, bars, rides, the usual.  It’s not a problem is it?” he said as he sat down at the table.

Cinnamon felt a tight knot form in her stomach.

“You’re having just bacon?” she asked as she sat down with some yogurt.

“There’s some for you too,” he said pointing to her plate.

“Thanks, but I am going to stick to my yogurt,” she said as she stuck a spoonful of lemon pie flavored yogurt in her mouth.

“More for me,” he smiled snatching the bacon in front of Cinnamon.

She couldn’t help but smile he was very much a boy in some ways she thought to herself.

“Jake, I have to tell you something,” she said feeling her heart pound fast.

“What’s that?” he said as he happily ate his bacon.

“Never mind,” she said getting up and going to the sink.  She washed her spoon and tossed the rest of her yogurt.

“Hey, I was thinking we should ride into town get you some clothes for now.  I can have some guys get your apartment in order,” he said. Cinnamon shuttered at the thought of greasy old bikers digging through her things.

“No, that’s okay Sugar is handling it, she’s going to bring me my clothes,” Cinnamon responded.

“Oh what about all the other stuff?” he asked.

“It’s all from the thrift stores it can call go back there,” she said softly.

Jake stood up and went to Cinnamon; he slipped his hands around her soft curvy body and held her close to him.

Cinnamon led him upstairs to the bedroom she pulled off her clothes and Jakes. She stood before him and admired his well-toned body. His large cock started to become hard for Cinnamon.  She reached out and gently stroked his cock in front of the large bay windows; she kneeled down and took his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down running her piercing against his shaft as she sucked deeply.

Jake moaned but surprised Cinnamon by pulling away from her. He suddenly picked up her body as if she weighed nothing and tossed her on to the bed.  She looked into his blue eyes and could see the hunger in them for her.

He pushed her legs apart and quickly dived between her legs with his head.  His tongue started out slowly licking her slit up and down while massaging the outside.  Cinnamon moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.  Her toes curled as his tongue slipped between her tender soft puffy lower lips.  With his tongue pressed against the hood of her clit, he started to suck hard then softly. 

Cinnamon grasped the sheets with both hands and moaned loudly as Jake then slipped his tongue slowly over her pulsing clit.  It was almost too much and she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her as he continued to lick and suck at her tender button.

“Fuck,” she moaned as his fingers delved inside her hitting her g-spot he rubbed fast and hard.

Cinnamon felt and explosion of pleasure unlike anything before her body quivered with each lick from his tongue.  Jake sat up and smiled at her as he slid his hard cock inside her wetness.  His thrusts were hard and deep as his hands fondled her large breasts.  Cinnamon felt herself pushed over the edge of pleasure again and moaned as Jake climaxed inside her.

Afterward they took a shower together, it was the first time Cinnamon felt truly playful with Jake and splashed him with water.  She giggled as he tickled her sides and then kissed her neck.

Once they were dry and lying on the deck outside the master bedroom Jake asked Cinnamon, “What was it you needed to tell me?” he said.

“Darn, I thought you would forget,” she winced.

“Cinnamon, I know this has been unusual the last few days and you don’t remember me from when we were children,” he said pausing.

She had started to remember him last night in her dreams.  He was a few years older than her and use to run and play with her.  “You use to follow me everywhere,” he said laughing.

“Well, I was just a little girl then,” she said smiling.

“So you do remember?” he said sitting up.

“Yeah, I remember a little boy stealing my favorite Barbie so that he could do a very important experiment which involved throwing her in the ocean,” she said poking him.

Jake shrugged his shoulders.

“I also remember when you saved me from the ocean,” she said as she rubbed her arms.