Blade

It’s been about a month and a half since Keira and I brought our children home and got married. Within a week of us getting married, Rage had our home finished and it turned out amazing. Keira had tears in her eyes as she walked through it, going from room to room and inspecting everything. Somehow, I managed to have Rage build her perfect home.

For right now, the twins are going to be sharing a nursery. When they’re old enough they will have their own bedrooms that are already painted a blue for Kenyon and yellow for Cory. We’re not set on the colors because who knows what they’re going to want their rooms to look like, but it’s a start for now.

Since I no longer needed the house that we were renting, Grim and I decided to buy it. We’re going to keep it and hold it until we find a worthy individual to rent it to. Basically, the girls are all getting behind those that have suffered at the hands of domestic violence. So, what better way to help them out than to have a place that we can shelter a woman, or small family, that is trying to get away from their abuser. The girls fell in love with the idea and I’m glad that I talked to Grim about buying it.

Keira has been a champion. I’ve had to go away on club business a few times. The first time was just after we moved into our new home. So, she not only had to put our home together, but she had the twins to look after as well. When I talked to Melody, she didn’t ask a single person for help with the house or Kenyon and Cory. The girls all chipped in, but she did most of it herself. Not once did she bitch, whine, or complain about me not being there to help. Instead, she made our home as cozy as it can be and someplace I don’t ever see myself leaving, and took care of the kids.

We’ve talked about her going back to work, but I don’t think she honestly wants to. It’s fine by me if she wants to stay home and raise our children. There are things that she can do from home to make money if she truly feels the need to do so. Which brings me to today. I happened to find something that I think needs to be addressed. So, I go in search of my wife to have a talk.

“Kitten, where are you?” I call out, leaving our bedroom.

“In the nursery.”

Making my way there, I pause at the doorway to admire the view before me. Keira is holding Cory and rocking her back to sleep. Kenyon is already sound asleep in his crib and it’s just a matter of minutes before Cory joins him. I can see her little eyes fluttering closed before she pops them back open. Cory is so curious about everything that she hates taking a nap. Our little princess is already afraid that she’s going to miss out on something happening, that she’d rather be crabby than to get some sleep during the day.

Seeing Keira get ready to put Cory in her crib, I stay put. There are days that I walk in and Cory wants nothing to do with Keira putting her to sleep. I end up having to do it. I don’t mind those days at all, I cherish the fact that my daughter can be a daddy’s girl. Today, I need to talk to my girl though, so I stay rooted to my spot in the doorway until I know Keira is on her way towards me.

“Did you need something babe?” she asks, joining me in the hallway.

“Yeah. I was goin’ through the last of the boxes in the closet and I came across somethin’. Mind tellin’ me what this is?” I ask, holding out a stack of handwritten papers.

“Oh, um….” Keira starts, a blush creeping up her pale face. “Well, in my spare time, I’ve been doing a little writing. It’s nothing major and I was honestly going to just burn it.”

“Don’t you dare!” I tell her. “I’ve read a little bit of it and I think you have some real talent. I think you need to keep going and see what happens.”

“What do you mean?”

“What are your plans for this? Were you plannin’ on turnin’ it into a book?” I ask her, honestly interested in what her answer will be.

“I hadn’t really thought about it. I mean I was just sitting there one day and this idea popped into my head. I started writing it down on paper and the words just started flowing.”

“Like I said, I think you should go for it and see what you can do with it. There’s got to be someone out there that can help you out.”

“Are you sure? You don’t think it’s a silly dream and a waste of time?” she asks me, looking down and away from me.

“Kitten, I think what I’ve read so far is excellent and you have a real talent. Please, let me get things you need to do this for real and we’ll see what happens. At the very least, you’ll be tryin’ somethin’ that you obviously want to do.”

“Okay. I’ll give it a shot then,” she says, taking the papers from my hand and heading back in the bedroom with them.

“Now, I’m goin’ to go out for a little while. I’ll be back and I think Melody said somethin’ about you goin’ over there to help her out.”

“Yeah. She wants to basically just have company while she does her housework. Anthony is over with Jameson and Glock is doing something for the club.”

“I’ll see you in a little bit then.”

Making my way out to my truck, I place a call to Irish. I need him to go with me since he knows way more about computers and that shit than I do. After explaining what I want to do for Keira, Irish is more than happy to go with me so I can make my girl’s dream a reality. Honestly, I wasn’t lying when I told her I thought what I read so far was amazing. I can’t wait for her to get it finished and see what she can really do. We’ll do whatever we have to in order to let her publish a story, or however many she can write.

~~**~~

Irish and I have been gone most of the day and I think I bought out the entire store. But, hopefully I got everything that my girl will need in order to write her books. If not, we’ll go out and get what she does need. Money isn’t an object for me and I have no problem spending it on her. Besides, who knows how much she’ll be able to make by doing something she obviously loves.

We make our way into the house after placing a call to Melody and making sure that Keira was at her house already. I want this to be a complete surprise and she can’t see anything until we have everything set up.

There’s already a room in the house that we haven’t set up yet. Now, we have something to put in there. I’m going to make Keira her own office so she has a place all her own to do what she has to do. I even bought extra baby monitors so she can write while Kenyon and Cory are napping. As an added bonus, she can make a living and stay home with the kids. I could tell when we’ve talked about it that she really wasn’t looking forward to leaving them to find a job. Now she doesn’t have to worry about it.

“You really went all out,” Irish comments as we carry the last of the stuff in. “You sure it’s worth it?”

“Absolutely. You didn’t read what I did. Keira has the beginnin’ of a really good story here and I can’t wait to see where she takes it. Just so happens that it’s an MC. And she hasn’t even asked a single question about our club for her book. Somethin’ tells me that she knows more than she lets on.”

“What do you mean?” Irish asks.

“She doesn’t bitch and whine when I have to leave on club business. When it comes to wantin’ to know what’s goin’ on, she doesn’t ask any questions. Just takes what I tell her and knows it’s not everythin’ there is to tell. I’m thinkin’ she’s been around a club before or she’s done her research.”

“You think she’s attached to another club?” Irish asks me, the wheels starting to turn.

“If she has ties to another club, she hasn’t had anythin’ to do with them in a very long time,” I tell him, not necessarily liking where his thoughts may be going.

“Blade, I didn’t mean anythin’ by it. I swear. I’m just curious.”

“I may bring it up to her, but I don’t need you runnin’ your mouth to anyone until I know what’s goin’ on. If she doesn’t have any ties to a club then I don’t want to start trouble where none needs to be.”

“I hear ya. Now, let’s get this shit set up. I need to go check on the girl.”

There’s definitely something going on with Caydence and Irish. We’ve hardly seen anything from him unless it’s mandatory club business. Even then, he’s there the amount of time he has to be and then he’s right back with Caydence and the baby. Ever since they adopted that little girl, things have changed with them and everyone has noticed it. We just can’t do anything to help if they don’t open up and let someone know what’s going on.

It’s been three hours and Irish and I are finally putting the finishing touches on everything that we’ve been putting together. Irish even went and put a few programs that she might need on her brand-new laptop and desk top computer. I wasn’t sure what she would prefer and I couldn’t ruin the surprise by asking her, so I just got both. Now, it’s time for him to head back to his woman so I can get mine over her and show her.

“Kitten, I need you to come home now,” I tell her, when she answers her phone.

“Is everything okay?” she asks, the concern evident in her voice.

“Yeah. I’ll be there in a second to help you bring the kids home.”

“Okay. I’ll get them ready.”

Hanging up, I make my way next door to help get my family home. Melody and Keira are just strapping the kids into the stroller as I walk up to the back door. Holding it open, I wait until Keira is through the door before pulling her in for a kiss.

“What’s going on?” she asks me.

“Nothin’. I got a surprise for you and I’m excited for you to see it.”

“Okay. Well, then let’s get home so you can show me.”

Walking into our home, I help Keira get the twins settled in so I can show her the surprise. As I lead her back downstairs, I can feel the tension mounting. Keira obviously has never had anyone do anything nice for her just because they wanted to. That’s going to fucking change.

“Alright kitten, you ready?” I ask, putting my hand on the doorknob.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” she tells me.

I open the door and let her go in before me. She stops as soon as she enters the room and just stares. In front of the wall is a desk so she can look outside while she’s writing. I got her a filing cabinet, a printer and paper, notebooks, pens, a bookshelf, and a ton more things she may need.

“Why did you do this?” she asks, finally turning towards me with tears running down her face.

“So you can follow your dream. Kitten, if writin’ and makin’ books is what you want to do, then I’m goin’ to make sure you can do it. Anythin’ you need, I have no problem gettin’ or payin’ for,” I tell her, wiping her tears away.

“I’ve never had anyone do this, babe. Never.”

“I can tell. But, you need to get used to me bein’ there to support you no matter what. I do have a question for you and I need an honest answer.”

“What’s your question?”

“I noticed you were writin’ an MC book. How do you know so much about clubs?” I ask her, making her look me in the eyes when she answers.

“Well, you know the shitty upbringing I had. My dad wasn’t necessarily a part of a club, but he did associate with one. I paid attention to what I saw because I wanted to stay as far away from them as I possibly could. They scared the hell out of me. Especially one of the guys. The looks he gave me were not the ones a man of his age should’ve been giving a young girl. We even went to the clubhouse a few times. You know, when my dad actually took me somewhere with him.”

“That’s why you don’t ask me questions about what I’m doin’ or want to know more than I tell you. Now, do you by chance remember the name of the club your dad had ties to?”

“I think it was the Soulless something or other.”

“The Soulless Bastards?” I ask her.

“Yeah, I think that was their name.”

“Well, you don’t ever have to worry about them kitten. That club doesn’t exist anymore. We made sure of that,” I tell her, wanting her to know that she doesn’t have anything to worry about.

“Are you sure? Because they were pretty big when I was younger. I mean there were a ton of members.”

“I’m sure. We made sure that they don’t exist and can never hurt anyone else again. Ever,” I tell her, needing her to know that she won’t ever have to think about them again. “Now, I’m goin’ to leave you here so you can get started doin’ your thing. I know that Irish put some office program on your computers so you can type out what you’ve already hand-written.”

Keira just nods at me and heads over towards the desk. I did manage to get her a flash drive so she could save all of her work to transfer it from one computer to another. I close her in her new office and head upstairs to finish going through the boxes in the closet.

Keira

I can’t believe that Blade went out and bought me what he thought I would need in order to write. I’ve always wanted to be an author, I’ve just never had the courage to follow through with that dream. There are a ton of stories that I’ve started and thrown away. The one that Blade found is an idea that I’ve been toying with for an MC story. Just recently I found the indie community where authors publish their own books and do a majority of the work themselves. Most of these books I’ve read have been MC. Now, I may not know much, but maybe this is some type of therapy for me letting out parts of my story of the small amount of dealings I had with the MC when I was younger.

Blade already has my handwritten story sitting on my desk, so I turn on my desk top and let it boot up. I get everything set up where I want it and turn on music once the computer is ready to go. I open the writing program and just go to town. Within an hour, I have every word I’ve hand-written typed out. And I had written close to fifty pages. From there the words just continue to flow. Before I know it, I’ve typed out almost forty pages in a matter of hours.

I’ve had no interruptions from Blade or the twins waking up. Blade has been true to his word and let me do my thing. But, I can’t sit in here anymore and continue to sit in front of the computer. I need to get something to eat and check on my family. Even though I’m following my dream, I’m not going to cast my family to the side and ignore them. They are, and always will be, my number one priority.

Walking into the kitchen I see Blade starting to make dinner. He’s taken a shower and is standing there in nothing but a pair of sweatpants. They’re riding low on his hips and my mouth starts watering. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to be with him. Hell, we couldn’t even do anything on our wedding night. As long as the twins are still sleeping, I think it’s about time to change that fact.

Before I can make any moves, he turns around and catches me staring at him. I can see the smirk that takes over his face because he knows where my head’s at. His eyes darken and I know he’s following the same thoughts that I’m having right now. I’m not going to make it easy though. So, I turn on my heel and make my way upstairs to our bedroom.

As I walk upstairs, I start removing one piece of clothing at a time. I leave a path upstairs and I’m hoping that Blade will be following me. Finally naked, I climb on our bed and lay back against the pillows waiting for my man to make an appearance. He doesn’t disappoint. Within a few seconds I can hear him running up the stairs. A smile spreads across my face as I am finally going to get what I want.

Blade opted to also take his clothes off on his way upstairs. So, when he enters the bedroom, I get to see him in all of his naked glory. My man is hot as fuck and I love seeing him naked. Since I first met him though, he has added a ton of muscle to his body. I’m guessing it’s from all the workouts he’s been doing with Tank.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this kitten?” he asks, standing at the end of the bed.

“I’m more than ready babe. It feels like it’s been so long,” I tell him, the need I’m feeling making me sound desperate.

No more words are said as Blade climbs on the bed and starts kissing his way up my body. My hands make their way to his shoulders as he stops at my thighs. As he stops and stares up at me, I can see every emotion running through his eyes. Breaking eye contact, Blade focuses on my pussy and I hold my breath as he lowers his head and swipes his tongue from my opening to my clit for the first time. The more that he runs his tongue up and down, sucking on my clit, the tighter my grasp becomes in the sheets. I can already feel my orgasm building and I know that it’s going to be intense and quick.

“Blade….” I moan out.

“It’s Michael now kitten. Only Michael when we’re in bed.”

“Mi-michael,” I moan, my body starting to shake as the coil winds tighter and tighter. “More. Please!”

Blade inserts a finger in me as he zeros in on my clit with his mouth. He bites and sucks as he pushes and pulls two fingers in me. Because it’s been a while I can feel him trying to stretch me a little bit, getting me ready for him.

“So. Close,” I moan, starting to squirm on the mattress.

Blade wraps his arms around my thighs, holding me in place. I tell him he’s torturing me when he does this, but he says he’s giving me nothing but pleasure. It only takes one more nip on my clit and I feel myself explode around his fingers.

Before I can completely come down, Blade has his cock at my entrance and is kissing me like his life depends on it. Entering me slowly, I arch my back at the fullness I’m already feeling. Finally, he’s completely buried in me and he stops moving. I don’t want to wait though. So, I start to move my hips, letting him know that I’m fine without having to say anything to him. Taking the hint, Blade starts a slow pace, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. I meet him thrust for thrust and it’s not long before his pace quickens. Knowing that he’s going to wait until I cum at least once or twice more before he lets himself find his release, I move my hand down between our sweat-slickened bodies. Finding my clit, I start to rub circles around it before moving my hand lower to feel him as he’s pulling out of me.

“Keep that up and I’m not goin’ to last long kitten,” Blade grits out.

I want to see him lose control though. I want the roughness that he used to give me, so I keep my hand where it is. After a few more pumps, Blade does what I want and I feel his control starting to slip away. He’s not going to give up control that easily though. Pulling all the way out, he tells me to get on all fours, knowing I love this position.

Without waiting, I feel him slam back into me as soon as I’m in the position he wants me in. The pace is quick as he reaches an arm around me to rub on my clit. Leaning farther over me, Blade starts kissing down my back. As he’s kissing his way back up, I turn my head to the side knowing that he’s going to want my mouth next. Just as our lips touch, he brings his other hand to my hip and I can feel his fingers dig in. This is my first cue that he’s getting close and trying to hold his release off.

“Give it to me,” He grits out.

One hard pinch on my clit is all I need to send me flying over the edge again. I yell out his name and throw my head back. My entire body is shaking and I know that he’s about to follow me over the edge. So, I squeeze my muscles around him and feel him still behind me. Blade growls out my name as his release overtakes him. Still slowly moving in and out, I can feel his body shake against mine before he lowers us to the bed. He turns us so we’re laying on our side as he holds me from behind, not losing our connection.

“So. Good,” I mutter, feeling my eyelids getting heavy.

Blade rubs my stomach as we both come down and try to slow our breathing down. I wrap my arm over his to get him to stop and just lay with me. When I was in Benton Falls, this is what I missed the most about being with Blade. Him just holding me while we gather ourselves. Before I can get too comfortable though, I feel him pulling away from me. I know he’s only going to get cleaned up real quick before he brings a washcloth in to clean me up. It’s the same every single time. As soon as he’s done, he makes sure the baby monitor is on and lays back down behind me. We wrap ourselves around one another and I fall asleep before I can say anything to him.