Authors: Brair Lake
No longer content with kissing Rayven on her lips, I move down to her breast, taking one of the nipples into my mouth, swirling my tongue round the hard nub.
“Tabby.”
“Erm.”
“Harder.”
Not one for denying a lady her request, I suck the nipple into my mouth and bite on the flesh. As I continue to play with Rayven’s nipple a little more, I move my hand to the thongs and pull them off, snapping the narrow band which held them in place. With the thong gone, I was now able to stroke my fingers between her flesh, flickering the small swelling nub. The more I rubbed and flicked, the harder Rayven pushed her body against mine.
“Tabby.”
“Do you like that Little Bird?”
“Yes.”
Wanting a taste of the sweet honey, which Rayven is leaking over my fingers, I push the papers off the desk to make space for Rayven. When I have Rayven lying on the desk, with a pop I release her nipple from my mouth and move down to the exposed pussy, spreading Rayven’s legs slightly. The first touch of my tongue against her hot flesh has Rayven lifting her ass off the desk as she gives a whimper. A whimper, which soon turns into a moan as I suckle her clit, releasing the nub to run my tongue over her flesh before trailing my tongue round her opening to give it a slight flick. Several times over, I repeated this motion, denying Rayven my tongue from where she desires it most.
With her hands grabbing into my hair, she lifts her pussy into my mouth, Rayven’s moans are becoming louder. Reluctantly, I leave my bounty to pull back and lock gazes with the woman spread on the desk,. Her eyes were almost black with arousal.
“Do you want my dick Little Bird?”
“Please Tabby.”
Not wanting to deny either Rayven or myself any longer, I stood. This time Rayven is more than ready for my large dick and I thrust into her tight hole, freezing for a moment as we both adjust. When I felt the slight stirring of Rayven’s hips as they began to thrust, I remain where I am, waiting and letting Rayven set the pace. A pace that soon begins to pick up and I join in. Each thrust going in deeper as Rayven pushes her body against mine. Sweat covers her face, and the hair that had been in a knot, is loosely hanging round her face, sticking to the flesh.
“Tabby now.”
Rayven is begging for her release and to help her reach her goal, I place my hand on her stomach, holding her down, while my other hand finds her clit and I pull and tug on the hard flesh. Three tugs and a couple of thrusts and Rayven flew. Her body vibrates round my dick as her body shook from her release. When my release came several thrusts later, I had to breathe in deep as the blood pounded in my head.
“Are you okay, Little Bird?”
“More than.”
Little Bird’s response leaves me smiling as I withdrew my dick. A movement, which causes Rayven to flinch slightly.
“I’ll be back in a moment.”
It did not take me long to find a cloth and gently clean Rayven of our combined juices. The redness of her pussy showing the kind of pounding, I had given her. Going to the first aid box, I withdrew a tube of cream and rubbed into the tender flesh. This time the quiver I felt is a return of Rayven’s passion.
“Later Little Bird. You need a rest.”
It does not take long for me to redress Rayven in the shorts and silver top. Once I have her straightened up and my pants were refastened, I begin my grilling.
“Did you really think you’d get away with that stunt?”
Eyes full of satisfaction, gaze up at me in a daze and shaking her head, I study Rayven as she pulls herself together.
“Get over yourself Tabby. It was a bachelorette party for goodness sakes. What did you think was going to happen?”
“You brought strangers into this club Rayven. They could have being anyone.”
None too gently, Rayven pushes my hand away as she jumps from the desk.
“I’m not stupid. I had them fully vetted. Besides Silver recommended them.”
“Silver was in on this as well?”
“Yep. Are you going to spank her too?”
As she is speaking, Rayven moves round to the other side of the desk. The passion replaced with indignation.
“I’ll not spank her, but Dec will.”
“Tabby!”
For a moment, I was not too sure if Rayven was aware of Dec’s predilection for kink.
“Rayven”
“Humph”
With her arms folded, Rayven threw herself into the chair.
“Tabby let’s do it. One night a month to start off with and see how it goes.”
“If, and it’s a big if Rayven. If I give you the go-ahead. You’ll have to behave yourself if you’re to manage that night. One wrong step…..”
Rayven has wrapped her arms round my neck before I finish the sentence. Wet kisses cover my face.
“Rayven I haven’t said yes yet.”
“But you will.”
Chapter 22
“You look beautiful Baby Blu.”
In the end, Baby Blu had not gone for the leather look as pointed out by Emily. Instead, she had chosen a straight, simple champagne lace dress, which reached her knees. The veil has been substituted with a flower headband and on her feet; she wore white patent T- style shoes.
“You can change your mind.”
“No way Cassie. Now come on, let’s get this over with. The sooner that man’s tied to me, the sooner I can relax.”
“Ready Honey.”
“Yes Dad.”
The blatant glare given to us by Baby Blu is our clue to leave the bedroom and join the others in the clubroom. It does not take me long to find Tabby, who was nursing Kavan, as he spoke to Kent. Blithely, I slide up to him as I take my seat; I hook my arm through his. Baby Blu’s excitement must have rubbed off on to me as I smile freely at my giant.
We were still in discussions about ladies night at Tie Me Down. However, I intend to win this war and only this morning I placed a forecast sheet, which Silver had helped to prepare, on to his desk.
“You better be prepared to deliver on that message you’re sending me Little Bird.”
Warmth radiated through my body, leaving a scorching heat on my cheeks when Kent lent forward and winked at me.
“Shush.”
Tabby’s chuckle somehow manages to make my toes curl. To tamper the arousal, which is rising in my body, I drop my arm from Tabby’s, giving
my fingers free reign, as they trail up his denim clad thigh. The tensing of the muscles in the thigh encourages me to slide my fingers further up his leg. Where I then dip my fingers round his inner thigh, as I listen to Baby Blu and Inferno take their vows, and then take their first dance as a married couple. After the simple service is over, it had not taken the bikers long to clear the room of the chairs and make way for a dance floor.
“Dance with me Little Bird.”
The music is boisterous and the floor is crowded, yet this did not prevent Tabby from dragging me into the center of the mayhem. Exhausted and breathless from the constant dancing I make my excuses to join Baby Blu and Cassie, who is taking care of Kavan.
“I’ll take over and you can go dance with Linc.”
“Soon, I’m enjoying holding the baby. Damn Rayven he’s grown so much in such a short time.”
“I know.”
“Well Baby Blu you’ve gone and done it.”
“Yep, I’m officially the President’s old lady.”
“Ha, you were that without the band.”
“How’s the dance studio coming along?”
“All decorated and the doors are now open.”
“Okay ladies drink up and then get your carcasses back on the floor.”
Fudge’s timely interruption with fresh drinks was just what we needed.
“Sure Fudge and you can look after Kavan.”
The look on Fudge’s face has me laughing when I hand him the baby as I follow Cassie and Baby Blu back onto the dance floor, where Tabby soon joins me. The music has now switched to a slower number and Tabby pulls me into his arms. My head may not come any higher than his chest, but neither, do I feel uncomfortable or awkward. Tabby’s hand soothes across my lower back, finally coming to rest on my ass.
“Now aren’t you glad I brought you back to Comfort Springs?”
“Erm.”
“Little Bird?”
“Erm.”
“No more thoughts of running away.”
“Well…” About to tease Tabby he suddenly stops and looks down at me.
“No Tabby. No more thoughts of running away.”
“Come on, let’s collect Kavan, and go home.”
Home, I like the sound of that. And at the moment my home is with Tabby. I do not know for how long he will be mine. But I was going to make the most of it.
“Yeah, let’s go home.”
DCMC
“No honeymoon Inferno.”
“Not until this this mess with Black County is sorted out and then Baby Blu and I will take time away.”
Twenty-four hours ago, Devils Comfort had been celebrating the nuptials between the President and his old lady. Now we were preparing to meet up with Tats and Black County.
“You know Tats will not take this lying down.”
“I don’t give a fuck. They’ve messed with Devils Comfort once too often.”
“Okay boys you heard. Let’s roll.”
The place we have chosen for the sit down is a small town twenty miles southwest of Comfort Springs. Intentionally we had chosen a place open to the public and now, as we wander through the public gardens, we bump into Tats and his cronies. The picnic area is empty apart from us bikers.
“Inferno, boys.”
“Tats let’s get down to business.”
“Take your men out of New Lyon’s and leave our suppliers alone.”
“Sorry, not going to happen.”
Unhappy with the response he is given, Tats pushes his face into Inferno’s “I’m not asking. I'm telling you bro! Get your men out of my town.”
“Get your men to strip their colors and Devil’s Comfort will leave. It’ll be as if we were never there.”
Inferno then adds on. “We also want Jimmy- Joe and Sandy handing over.”
“This meetings over Inferno. Black County is not stripping their colors and you are not taking any of my men.
“Twenty-four hours Tats or you’ll find one of your men delivered to you in more than one piece.”
Tats and his men walk off without responding. Three hours later, we have Curly. One of Black Counties men, safely locked in the basement.
“What do we do now Inferno? Kent wants a go at the punk.”
“We wait.”
“And you think Tats is going to sacrifice two of his men for the one we have.”
“He’ll hand them over. Curly is his godson.”
Sundance who has been sitting quietly in the corner tinkering with an old radio he has stripped pipes up.
For me, I felt as though there is something amiss.
“I think we should send Kent home for a couple of days.”
“I agree with Tabby, Inferno. If Trax was here, he’d be in the room doing damage.”
At Inferno’s nod, I go looking for Kent and when I find him, I realize we are too late. In the cold bare basement room, lies the dead body of Curly. In the far corner, Kent is sitting on the heels of his shoes, his bent legs jiggling as he rest his head on shaking hands.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” This was not good.
“Shit, what happened.”
Dec came into the room after me. His eyes scoping the damage, as he assesses the situation.
“We need to get rid of the body.”
“That’s easy. What are we going to do about Kent?”
Fuck, this was going to send Rayven over the top and right now, I could do without her dramatics.
“Get Sundance to take him to Twiggy and Trax and tell them all to disappear for a while.”
“What are you going to tell Laura and Rayven?”
“I’ll think of something. Let’s just get this mess cleared first.”
DCMC
“Are they gone?”
“Yeah.” Cupping the JD in my hand, I take a long swallow of the cool amber liquid, enjoying the burn of the liquid as it slid down my throat.
“And Rayven. She was okay with Kent going on the road?”
“Fuck Fudge, she’s not his mother or his keeper. He’s a big boy and can do what he wants.”
“Which means?
“She made me sleep on sofa.”
“Angel fetch Tabby another one.”
As soon as Angel has replaced my empty glass with the full one, I take another mouthful, emptying the glass. The vibration of my cell has me placing the now empty glass on the bar and when I see Rayven’s name. As my thumb hesitates over the decline button. I am tempted not to answer it.
“Are you going to answer?”
With a flip of my finger in Fudge’s direction, I take the call.
“Rayven.”
“It’s Emily she hasn’t come home from school.”
Chapter 23
“They lost Jimmy Joe.”
Inferno tosses his burner on to the church’s table with this bit of news. Frustrated at this information, I rise from my position and stand in front of the window. Emily has been missing for six hours. At first, her family had not given it much thought, thinking that she had gone off with a friend. When she did not turn up for supper, then her mother had gotten worried. That was almost an hour ago. Since then Crabby and Sundance began roaming the streets looking for her.
“Fuck. When?”
“Lunch time.”
“And their only telling you this fucking now.”
“Tabby she’s probably gone off with some boy.”
“No Linc she hasn’t.”
Fuck, I had to get out of the room, which is closing in on me. While I am hanging round the club waiting, anything can be happening to the pretty teenager.
“Fudge, go through that list again that Little Bird gave you. I’m going to find Emily.”
“Tabby don’t do anything stupid.”
With an inclination of my head, I turn my back on the room and head for the parking lot and mount my FatBoy. By the time I have the engine revving, my brothers have joined me. Normally on a night like this, I would take a spin. The quiet of the night soothing my blood before going to Tie Me Down. Tonight nothing would soothe the rage I am experiencing. Unsure where to start I make my way straight to Black Counties Club.
When we pull into the parking lot. The place is a blaze of lights and loud music. Several members of the club are on the porch smoking, while one of the club whores is being fucked as they watched. When the biker withdrew from her, another takes his place. Disgust rolls through me as I shove the fucking couple to one side and stride into the club.
Inside, things were no better. It would appear that I have interrupted a party. A quick scan of the room has me locating Tats who has some unfortunate whore bent over the table. His dick pounding into her as the girl whimpers. Images that I want to deny flash through my mind. Swiftly I stride over to the president, knocking chairs and tables over as I pass. By the time Tats realizes that we have arrived, I have my gun pointed at his head. While my brothers hold the rest of the room hostage.