What we find in a soulmate is not something wild to tame, but something wild to run with. -Robert Brault

Butch

I haven’t been this excited for a Halloween party in a long ass time. Something about this time makes it so much different. Maybe it’s because Bellamy is around, or maybe it isn’t. I doubt I’ll ever truly know. The fact of the matter is that I was suffocating before, slowly drowning myself in the bottle day after day. That is until she came into this bar like she was walking on water. Bellamy has no idea what she did, and I don't know if she ever will; she's my salvation. She’ll never know how much her presence truly affects me. I’m not the kind of man who ever says that kind of shit anyways.

I sit at the bar, draining my beer as I wait for her. She’s been spending a lot of time with Elena, and I’ve barely had time with her besides when she’s in my bed. The girls wanted to get all dolled up and arrive at Bubba’s together. I didn’t dare argue, hoping that by her spending more time with the girls it would make her feel more comfortable, and I think it has. The last thing that I want her to feel is uncomfortable with any of us. If she thinks I don’t realize how different we are, I do. It’s plain as day every time I look at her. I’m just thankful she doesn’t focus on our differences.

“You knew what you wanted and went for it, that I’ll give you,” Reed chuckles, taking a seat beside me.

“He only went for her after I said I wanted to,” Slasher adds, causing Reed to break out into laughter.

Suddenly he stops and stares at me. “Please tell me that you being with Bellamy is not a pissing match with Slash, that you actually want to be with her.”

“I will say this once, and only once. That woman has been mine since the day she walked into this bar. That is the day I fucking claimed her. No one forget that.”

Both Reed and Slash stare at me, neither uttering a word. “Damn, and here I thought you wanted her ‘cause I called dibs.”

With one look Slash stops horsing around. He knows when to push my buttons, and oh does he do it well, but never will he push my buttons with Bellamy. I am not okay with that. The moment he crosses the line, my fist will be down his throat pulling his heart out so quick that he can’t even say ‘sorry’.

“What drew her to you?” Reed asks me, curiously.

“What drew you to Elena?” I ask.

He laughs, “It must run in the family.”

“I can agree with that. Somehow they just seem to suck you in.”

“Oh, that they do, and quite well I might add,” Reed seriously mutters. The three of us crack up laughing at his joke.

We wait for two more hours with no sign of the girls. I’m growing more and more irritated by the moment. I want some alone time with Bellamy. Don’t get me wrong, I want her to bond with her sister. I want them to have that normal sister relationship that most do have, but at the same time, I want her ass on my lap and my lips on her throat.

A few of the club whores pour through the doors of Bubba’s which makes me think that our girls are right behind them, I become sadly mistaken rather quickly. “Where the fuck are they?” I grumble.

Hands wrap around my waist, a head pressing against my back. “They aren’t coming, told us all to have a fun night with the lot of ya.”

I swivel around on the barstool and turn to face Muffin, and no, her name is not a joke. It’s on her damn birth certificate. She’s become one of the resident club whores for the prospects to poke around with.

Her dark curls bounce around her face with a bright magenta lipstick. This woman is anything but subtle. “Muffin,” I exchange a greeting.

“Butchy Boy. Are you finally ready to have a little fun?”

“I’ve been having plenty of fun, but it’s never been with you.”

She turns her face up in a little squirrelly way and glares at me. “You never tried to have any fun with me, I’ve been trying to change that for a long time, you know.” She slides her hand up my thigh and palms my cock, never will I have a reaction to her. Never will this sex hungry whore make my cock hard. The only woman capable of doing that is late as shit, and I’m annoyed.

I take her hand, removing it from my cock and push it back against her. “Get lost, Muffin. You’re not gonna be my Ol’Lady. Stop tryin’.”

“Uh…hi.” I hear her voice before I see her, and there she is, my Sugar.

“Hey, baby.” I get off the barstool, taking a step towards her and bring her into my arms.

“What…are you supposed to be?” She laughs into my chest.

I take a step back, looking at my ensemble. “Ragnar, you know, from Vikings.”

She looks me up and down, laughing the entire time. “You don’t look any different than normal.”

“Well you look just as gorgeous as usual, and I’m not laughing at you.”

“Okay, okay. You’re hot, and just wearing what you usually do. It cracked me up a little bit…since we’re supposed to be dressing up…cause it’s Halloween.” Bellamy laughs the entire time, as she looks up to me I can see tears falling from her eyes.

“Mmhmm, and are we going to solve any crimes today Miss Daphne?” I ask, not able to keep my eyes off of her costume. She nailed it, looking hotter than any other girl who has pretended to be Daphne from Scooby Doo.

“I think we’re more likely to commit a crime than solve one, don’t you?”

“My, my. Where did all of your innocence go?”

“I never claimed to be an innocent goody too-shoes. Everyone else said that about me.”

I can’t help it any longer, I’ve stared at her perky little lips for too long without touching them. That stops now. I slide my hands under her ass, lifting her up, she slides her arms around my neck and meets me in the middle, kissing me like she’s just as starved as I am.

“You took too long,” I mumble against her lips.

“I’m sorry, we all got to talking and lost track of time.” I listen to her go on and on about how she’s becoming friends with Jenna, Michelle, Daisy, Mar, and Elena. In the beginning, I would’ve been lying to say I didn’t think she’d have a problem fitting in. Each one of the women here has very strong personalities, and while Bellamy does as well, her personality is different. I thought that they’d clash. I do have to say, I’m glad that I was wrong, and everything seems to be working out.

“It’s alright, baby. I’m just glad that you were having fun.” I only get a smile in response, and that’s all I need.

The next couple hours we spend dancing and drinking, finally tumbling into a booth together with Dmitri and Jenna, Reed and Elena, and Seamus and Daisy. All of them made a joke about what I’m supposed to be, I’ll spoil it for you. Not one of them guessed Ragnar.

“You suck at Halloween.”

“I don’t suck at Halloween,” I tell Jenna, who cocks her head back laughing.

“You’re dressed up as Ragnar, but you look just like you normally do. So, you suck at it.”

Conversation after conversation ends, the group of us drinking our body weight in liquor. At this rate, Bellamy is squirming on my lap, rubbing her ass up against my cock, causing some problems, if you know what I mean.

“Can we…go?” Bellamy whispers into my ear, grazing her hand on my forearm.

“Fuck yes.” I pick her up and lift her with me as I slide from the booth, waving behind me to signal the guys that we won’t be back.

“Butch,” she groans against my throat, pressing her soft lips against my skin.

The party is still very much alive, brothers and their girls partying like no other. Some of the girls from the shipments have even joined in and are cutting loose tonight. From the corner of my eye, I can see Mar with her hands all over Chaos, tugging at his lips with her teeth. Pain is not too far away, watching the entire thing unfold. I can’t help but wonder how that’s going to turn out. It doesn’t take a blind man to know that those two are both into her. I just wonder which brother is going to win, the older one with the big personality, or the younger one with the giant heart.

We shall see.

Something tells me shit is going to get real between the three of them real soon.

“Buuuutch,” Bellamy hisses, digging her nails into my chest as I walk towards the door. She takes her hand, grabbing my own to make me let her down, which I do. Instantly, I know that she has something up her sleeve. We go out through the front doors of Bubba’s and into the chilly October night. It’s about fifty degrees, colder than usual, enough to give us a mild chill but not so bad to make us want to wear a jacket.

She starts to lead me towards the woods, and I know what she’s trying to do. I grab her hand quickly and lead her in the direction of my bike. While my girl has a great idea, I have an even better one.

I walk her over to my bike, popping her perfect ass on the back, I shimmy up her purple skirt, moving her thong off to the side.

Fuck it. I hook my finger and tug her lacy thong to the right, hearing it rip against her skin. Her pussy is pressed against the leather, her juices sliding onto the seat. I cannot be more thankful for parking a way off from the bar than I am right now. She’d never be down for this if we were parked right out front.

I unbuckle my jeans, sliding them down until my hard cock is out on full display. Quickly, I push her body against the metal, wanting her ass up higher and easy access to that wet heat of hers.

As I put the key in the ignition I hear her breath hitch with excitement. That’s my girl, I think to myself.

I walk closer to her face, taking my cock slowly against her body until I’m right where I want to be. Her breath hits my head, glossy eyes staring up at mine for permission. I nod, tapping her cheek once for her to open and she does, sliding myself into her hot and wanting mouth.

I pump in and out, reveling in how hard she sucks.

With my right hand, I rev the engine, feeling her moan against my cock, as she feels the vibrations hit her clit. My free hand searches for her wet pussy, playing with her lips, moving her wetness around until I slide three fingers inside her, fucking her with my fingers as hard as I can. I move my hand further, fitting a forth finger, feeling her moans heighten as I stuff her fuller. She doesn’t clamp up but takes what I’ll give her.

Her wetness engulfs my hand, with my free hand I rev the engine again, fucking her face and pussy simultaneously. I can’t help it, I have to. I want to use her body in ways that she’s never imagined.

She takes my cock to the back of her throat like a good girl, as tears slide down her cheeks. She’s a vision. I never want to let her go.

I keep revving my engine, until I stop, taking my cock from her mouth. I quickly kiss her, moving behind her, my hand still pumping her pussy slowly, just enough to tease.

I slide my hand from her pussy, spreading her juices across her ass. “What belongs to me?” I ask her lowly.

“I do,” she moans as I insert my hand back inside of her pussy, rubbing my fingers along her G-spot.

“That’s right, Sugar. You do”

I line my cock up with her puckered ass, teasing the tight hole, making myself fit inside of her inch by inch. She moans as I do it, loving every second of it. My hand goes to town as I force myself into her ass, rocking my hips back and forth with my hand in rhythm.

She moans against the bike even harder when I rev the engine yet again, the vibrations hitting her clit exactly how I want them to.

I don’t show her mercy.

I fuck her with my cock and my hand the way I want to.

I show her that she belongs to me because she does, and never will I let her forget it.

Her mouth is mine. Her pussy is mine. Her ass is mine.

She belongs to me, and only me.

I refuse to let up on the engine even when she begs, pleading with me because she doesn’t want to come yet. I don’t give a fuck because this isn’t about her. This is about me, and I want to come in her ass and feel her squirt all over my hand. I’m damn well going to do it too.

I slam my cock into her time and time again, her moans growing louder and pussy tightening as I fuck her with my hand, my entire fist fitting inside of her.

She clenches, hips bucking at me. She rocks herself closer against my cock and hand, moving as wild as I am. “Fuck!”

In one moment she’s coming undone, her pussy soaks my hand. Every time I move my hand I can hear her wetness, it spills out of her onto my forearm and I’m a goner, losing my load inside of her ass.

Fuck.

This fucking woman will be the death of me.