Emma
Jasper wouldn’t stay behind. I turned to Flint and Roy to help make my case, but as Roy was patting my shoulder, Flint verbalized what I already knew.
“You aren’t with a boy, kitten. Nor should you be,” He grips my other shoulder on his way past me. “The three of us’ll be in a cage together. We’ll get him home to you. Fuss over him then.”
“Why do you call me that?” I ask him, rather than screaming in frustration.
He smirks as he turns back to me. “You haven’t quite come into your own yet, you’ll be a force once you do. See ya soon, kitten.”
“Stay on the grounds. There’s a treadmill down in the gym, maybe a run will take the edge off? Betsy, Shade and the probies will be here if you need anything.” Roy chuckles as he heads out.
I turn to see Jasper heading out from his office.
“Need your kisses now, Em, not your temper.” He face remains serious as he stalks towards me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
“I need you, Jasper.” I wrap my arms around his neck. “I almost lost you once due to my pride, another time to a bullet. I can’t, I can’t…”
“Shhhh,” He whispers into my ear. “I love you, Darling. I’m coming back and this’ll be behind us for good.”
His kiss is hesitant at first, almost a question. I deepen it, giving him everything he needs from me. I always will.
“Love you,” I whisper when Flint calls for him.
*
The next 24 hours are a nightmare. Every few hours I head back to the treadmill, running for an hour at a time; it’s the only way to work my nervous energy out and stay sane.
Betsy is friendly but obviously distracted herself.
Later that day, the Ol’ Ladies, children, and the Girlies start to arrive, throwing the clubhouse into chaos. Greeting everyone helps get me through the evening, until I finally slip away up to our room.
I’ve finally drifted off when someone starts banging on the door.
“They’re right up the road!” Betsy says when I open it. “One of them came ahead, there are a few injuries, but nothing serious. Can you help me get the first aid supplies organized?”
I never took my clothes off, so I follow her without a word. Surprised to see it’s already 5am.
After we have the game room set up as the makeshift infirmary, I head up to the barroom to wait for them. The noise from the bikes is unmistakable and almost upon us. The first SUV pulls in after a few bikes, I immediately see it’s full of the wounded. The next SUV pulls in a few minutes later, pulling a long trailer with several motorcycles on it. Obviously belonging to those who weren’t well enough to ride back.
At the very end of the motorcade is an identical SUV, with Flint at the wheel. The vehicle has barely stopped before Jas steps out and I run to him.
Roy and Flint barely acknowledge me as they follow everyone inside. Jasper wastes no time pinning me to the side of the SUV.
“I need you, Darling. Please?” He questions, barely waiting for my nod before shifting us to the dark area at the back of the truck.
Our mouths don’t break apart, I lift my skirt and pull my panties aside as he unzips his jeans. He quickly swipes a finger along my slit, making sure I’m ready for him before lifting me and plunging into me.
“Fuck! Emma,” He grunts out as quietly as he’s able. “Thought about your pretty pussy the whole way back.”
“It’s yours, Jasper, I’m yours.” I moan, tightening my legs around his waist as I tilt my pelvis to take his hard thrusts as deep as possible.
My ass cheeks are fiercely gripped in his hands and I reach down to rub my clit. This frantic fucking between us is born out of whatever happened during the attack and my fears throughout the day – my pleasure is my own responsibility, being filled deep and hard by him is just a bonus.
“Darling, I can’t last, can you…are you?” Jasper presses his forehead to mine, gritting his teeth against his body’s need for release.
“Wait, just a minute.” I pant. “I need it to, so bad. Harder.”
Jasper makes it four more thrusts but as I feel the ropes of his cum shoot up into me, his thumb takes over my clit and pushes me over the edge. My inner walls clench him tighter, needing the strength of him within me and pulling more cum from him.
“Jesus, fuck, Emma.” Jasper bites out, leaning his weight against me, pinning me to the truck as his cock finally softens and slides out of me along with our juices. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I try to be gentle; I just couldn’t, not after…”
“Shhhh, I’m not an eggshell. Not anymore, Jasper.” I assure him. “You’re really alright, though?” I push him further back to take a closer look at his head and torso.
“Not a scratch.” He pauses and smiles. “Well, nothing new at least. I got to go check the guard rotation and then look in on the wounded though.” He adds as he pulls my skirt back into place.