It takes forever to get through security. I have to answer questions about why I left the US before the end of my visa, but eventually we make our way out of the airport and into the stifling Texas heat. We took a train to London so we could take a direct flight back to Austin, so it’s only a short cab ride back to Archer’s Creek and home.
I packed up and shipped all of my stuff over to the US, so we don’t have any luggage to collect, but it still feels strange to fly somewhere without any bags. The bright Texas sunshine beams down on us, and pulling my sunglasses off, I tip my head back and bask in the heat.
Echo’s arms wrap around my waist from behind, and his voice rumbles against my neck. “Come on, let’s go home.” I nod as Echo takes my hand and leads me away from the airport. We walk towards the car park, and I look at him in question. Smiling, he winks playfully. “Smoke and Park brought my bike over for me this morning,” he says.
A huge smile spreads across my face, and I bounce up and down with excitement. The black and chrome of his bike appears as we turn a corner. The Harley’s still huge and looks amazing shining in the sunlight; handing me my helmet, he climbs on. “Hop up, sugar,” he says. I take his hand and throw my leg over the seat, climbing on behind him.
I wrap my arms tightly around his waist as the bike roars to life. Echo pulls away and accelerates towards the highway as I squeal in exhilaration. The wind rushes past my face, and snuggled into Echo’s back, I silently watch the world go by. Mile by mile the road passes us, until we pull onto a back street sheltered by a copse of trees.
“Why are we stopping?” I ask, confused.
Echo smiles at me for a moment; then his face deadpans. “I think it’s time to collect on one of those apologies, sugar,” he says, fighting to keep his face stern.
Closing my eyes briefly, I smile. “Oh, do you?” I say.
“Yes ma’am. On your knees. I want to feel that hot mouth of yours around my cock,” Echo drawls. I drop to my knees and smile up at him before unzipping his jeans and pulling out his cock. Circling the head with my tongue, I suck him into my mouth, swallowing him as deeply as I can. I pull back and release him with a pop.
“Is that what you want?” I ask, as I look up at him from my position on the floor. His eyes harden. One hand cups my chin whilst the other grabs a handful of my hair. He squeezes till I open my mouth then pushes two fingers in.
“Suck,” He snarls. It’s an order, and I instantly comply. “That’s it, Livvy, now open up.” I open my mouth, and he removes his fingers and plunges his cock right to the back of my throat.
My tongue wraps around his hard cock, and I hollow my cheeks and suck enthusiastically. “Fuck, sugar. I love the way you suck my cock. Your mouth’s so hot and wet. I can’t wait to come right down your throat.” He groans. His fingers tighten in my hair and the hint of pain pulls a groan of pleasure from the back of my throat.
Echo guides my movements, fucking my face till his cock swells inside my mouth. His hot, salty cum pours down my throat, and I swallow as fast as I can.
Panting hard, Echo pulls his cock from my mouth. I sit back on my heels and wipe the sticky liquid from my face. I lick my lips and smooth down my hair. “God, Livvy, you’re fucking perfection,” he says reverently. Then he pulls me to my feet and his lips attack mine, tasting his release on my tongue.
Echo reluctantly ends our kiss and carefully tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “Come on, sugar, let’s go home. I need you in our bed.” Hurriedly we climb back on the bike and head home.
I see the cars outside our house the moment we pull into the street. A banner covers the front porch. “Welcome Home Liv” is written in black with the Sinners’ logo filling in the gaps. “Oh my God,” I cry.
“This is how the club welcomes home one of its own. You’re a Sinner now,” Echo says. Killing the engine, Echo kicks the bike onto its stand and climbs off. Grabbing me, he lifts me over the saddle and then stands behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist. “You didn’t just leave me, sugar. You’re a part of the club, and they missed you too,” Echo says.
Tears pool in my eyes, but pulling in a breath, I blink them away. “I missed them all too. I hadn’t realised how much I had here until I didn’t have it anymore,” I say, swallowing the lump of emotion in my throat.
I feel him kiss the top of my head, and then his arms release me. “Come on then, sugar. Let’s go say hello to everyone and then tell them to leave so I can fuck you senseless in our bed.”
Echo opens the front door and holds it for me to walk through. The hall’s empty, but I can hear voices in the lounge room at the back of the house. I slowly walk down the hall and brace myself for the reaction to my return. I’ve missed them all, but I’ll understand if they’re still angry with me.
“Liv.” Brandi’s scream is quickly followed by her barrelling into me. She hugs me tightly. “Liv. You’re here. I’m so glad you’re back.” Releasing me, she pulls back, and I see the tears in her eyes.
“God, Brandi, I missed you,” I say. My own tears start to fall, and smiling, she grabs my arms.
Her eyes lock with mine, begging me. “Please don’t leave again,” she says.
A tear runs down my cheek. “I won’t. I promise.” Brandi nods then slings her arm around me and pulls me into the room full of bikers. Several sets of eyes turn to me, then to Echo as he moves behind me, sheltering me with his body.
Sleaze moves forward and pulls me into a tight hug and kisses the top of my head quickly. “Welcome back, Liv. Don’t fucking run off again,” he orders. His reprimand makes me feel like a naughty child, and my gaze drops to the floor in shame. He steps back, dragging Brandi into him, his hand wrapped around the back of her neck. My eyes lift and connect with Brandi’s. She winks conspiratorially.
The bikers all approach one by one. Smoke, Park, Puck, and Blade all hug me and welcome me back. All four tell me off for running away, before their eyes move to Echo and silently communicate.
Daisy walks over to me, and I’m unsure what his reaction is going to be. Before I left, we had a strange relationship. Daisy’s a prospect, which means he’s not a fully patched-in Sinner, and so he got most of my babysitting duties. He pissed me off because he refused to speak to me, so I’d spent a lot of time talking at him hoping to provoke him into answering.
As soon as I’m within arm’s reach, he pulls me into his arms and hugs me tightly. Shocked, I freeze in his embrace with my arms hanging at my side. “Fuck, Liv. You scared the shit out of me,” Daisy snarls. He steps back and my mouth drops open in shock.
“You spoke to me,” I gasp.
He laughs, his hand going up to the stubble on his cheek. “Fuck, I’m not a mute. I just don’t want Echo to beat the crap out of me for saying something stupid.”
I spin around to Echo and raise my eyebrows in question. He simply shrugs in response. The amusement in Daisy’s face fades, and he speaks again. “Don’t you fucking dare run off like that again, Liv. It was fucking stupid. Your man over there needs to take you over his fucking knee and spank some sense into you. But hear this, sweets, we’ve all got our eye on you. You’re a part of the club now, and we won’t lose you again.” Pulling me to him, he kisses my forehead, only releasing me when Echo growls behind me.
Gus waits patiently in the back of the room, his calm, grandfatherly presence out of place in a room full of bikers. Cautiously, I approach him, fidgeting with my hands while I wait for his reaction. His eyes soften when they land on me, and he pulls me into his arms. “Young lady, you’re a sight for sore eyes,” he says softly.
My head’s buried against his shoulder, but I manage to speak. “Hi, Gus.”
He pulls away from me, anger hardening his face. “Don’t you ‘hi, Gus’ me, Olivia. I’m so angry with you. Do you know how worried we were when you ran off? I’m so disappointed. If you needed help, why didn’t you come to me instead of disappearing? I’m too old to be losing years off my life with worry.”
Thoroughly reprimanded, I stare at my fingernails. “I’m sorry. I know it was the wrong thing to do, but at the time it felt like the only option. I missed you, Gus. I really hope you can forgive me,” I say, a fresh batch of tears running down my cheeks.
“Oh, sweetheart. Of course I forgive you. Just promise me you won’t run off again,” Gus says.
I nod quickly and agree. “I promise. This is my home. I’m not going anywhere.”
The gathering of people quickly escalates into a raucous party. Anders, the club president, arrives with the rest of the bikers and a truck full of beer. Echo keeps me in his lap or held against his chest. On the rare occasion that he has to leave me, Daisy takes up guard position. I’m obviously still considered a flight risk, and it’s gonna take time for them to trust me again.
Fire pits are lit in the garden, and we move outside and settle into mellow groups around the flames. Echo sinks into an Adirondack chair, and I snuggle into his arms. Brandi sits at Sleaze’s feet with her head resting in his lap. His hand strokes her hair absentmindedly, and I watch as her eyes flutter closed. Relaxed, I sink further against Echo’s chest. The movement of his breathing rhythmically lulls me to sleep.
“Livvy,” Echo softly calls. My eyes flutter open as Echo places me onto the bed. The pillows are soft and comfortable underneath me, and stretching contentedly, I close my eyes again.
“No. No. No, Livvy. You can sleep in a while,” Echo says. He strips my clothes from me before crawling up my body and kissing me breathless. Fully awake, I squirm when his hot tongue licks a path down my neck to my pebbled nipples. His eyes meet mine before his teeth wrap around the peak and bite down. The sting of pain intensifies when his teeth sink further into my skin. Just before the pain becomes overwhelming, his teeth release and his wet mouth soothes the burning tip.
“Who do you belong to, Livvy?” he asks. He bites down on the other nipple; I moan, unable to speak. “Uh-uh. That’s not the right answer, sugar,” he drawls. Tugging on my nipple with his teeth, he stretches it, and I hiss at the sharp sting of pain.
He releases my nipple, and the blood rushes back to the tip. Searing pain roars to life, morphing into a burn of delicious pleasure. Echo moves down my body until his face is level with my sex. “Spread your legs wide, sugar,” he orders. I pull my legs apart. Echo’s responding groan has me gushing with arousal. “Fuck yeah, Livvy. Just look at that pussy. So wet and pink. Just begging for me to play with it.” He groans. His tongue swirls around my clit, and my back arches, searching for more friction.
“Who do you belong to, Olivia?”
My answer dies in my mouth when his lips seal over my clit, sucking harshly. Echo’s teeth scratch the bundle of nerves, and I squeal.
“I didn’t hear you, sugar. Do you need to be reminded who you belong to? I know you love a good reminder, don’t you? Roll onto your belly and get your ass in the air.”
Shuddering in anticipation, I comply, pushing onto my knees with my arse held high in the air and my chest resting on the bed. “Good girl. Now, who do you belong to, Livvy?” he taunts.
“You,” I reply.
His hands caress my arse cheeks, stroking them and then spreading them slightly. “That’s right, sugar. I own you, body and soul.”
I jump as cool liquid runs down the crease of my arse.
“What are we?” he asks.
I smile and look over my shoulder. “Forever,” I say.
“That’s right, Livvy. We’re forever. Now don’t move. I’m gonna make this so good for you,” he growls. His fingers dip into my pussy and thrust deeply before moving up to my arsehole. I shudder as his thumb probes at the tight band of muscles. “It’s okay, sugar. I’m gonna stretch you out as much as I can, but when I get my cock in there, it’s gonna hurt to start off with, okay?”
I nod and shudder in fear and anticipation. I feel the pressure as he presses against the tight hole. Slowly, his finger breaches the muscle and sinks inside me. Instinctively, I push back on his fingers, moving him deeper into me.
His hand slaps stingingly down on my arse cheek. “Who’s in charge, Livvy?” he demands.
I respond immediately. “You are.”
His finger pulls out and then pushes back in, and I sigh at the feeling. Dragging his finger out completely, he quickly pushes against the muscle with two fingers, sinking back inside me. I hiss at the slight burn.
“Fuck, Livvy. Your ass is gonna strangle me. I can’t fucking wait to see my cock disappear inside you for the first time.” His voice is a pained rasp. Groaning, I push back against his hand as he stretches his fingers apart within me. He pushes a third finger inside my arse and starts to fuck the tight hole. Slowly sliding in and out of me, he spreads his fingers and stretches the constricted muscle. His fingers leave my arse, and I push back towards him, hating the empty feeling he’s left behind.
“Fuck, Livvy, I’m gonna be as gentle as I can. It’s gonna hurt so good, sugar, I promise.”
“Please.” I beg him to do it and watch over my shoulder, fascinated as he pours lube into his hands and coats his cock till it’s glistening. Lining his cock up against my arsehole, he starts to push against the puckered band of muscle. The head gradually sinks inside of me, and I whimper at the burn.
“You okay, sugar? The head’s nearly in. Then it won’t hurt as much,” he promises. I nod and push back against his intrusion. “Play with your clit,” he rasps.
Reaching underneath my body, I connect with my clit and quickly start to rub the mound of nerves. Echo pushes slowly into me, until his cock is seated deep inside of me.
Leaning forward, he gently kisses my spine. “I love you, Livvy.”
“I love you too.”
He pulls back, his cock sliding against my internal walls, and I mewl with pleasure. “Oh God.” My orgasm hits like an explosion of pleasure, and stars fill my vision. Echo moves in and out of me, prolonging my pleasure with every push and pull of his cock. After two more thrusts, I orgasm again. Pleasure splinters from me, and my skin tingles, beginning at the centre of my torso out to my fingers and toes.
His cock slams into me one final time, Echo tenses and climaxes on a groan, spilling his seed deep inside me before collapsing onto my back. Slowly pulling out, he rolls to the side and pulls me against him.
“I love you, sugar. I can’t wait to make you my wife,” he says, his arms wrapped tightly around me.
I smile and turn my head for a brief kiss before sleep drags me under.
Echo wakes me up by rolling on top of me and nibbling on my nipple. His wet tongue laves at the sensitive tip, and heat starts to pool in my stomach. The doorbell calls out, and Echo groans loudly. He lifts his head from my breast and kisses me quickly on the lips. “Time to get up, sugar. You’ve got a wedding to plan,” he says brightly.
I groan and roll onto my side. He stands and smacks my bare arse. “Echo, you bastard,” I scream. I hear his chuckle as he leaves our bedroom and goes downstairs to open the front door.
“Liv, get up, we need to find you a dress,” Brandi shouts as she thunders up the stair and into the room.
Grumbling, I reluctantly drag myself into the shower while Brandi yells at me to hurry up. “Come on, Liv, we need to find a dress and get everything else sorted today if you’re gonna get married in the next month. When’s your interview with the visa people?”
“It’s next week. I don’t know how Echo managed to get it pushed through so quickly, but I love the fact that I could have a visa this time next week.” Rubbing my hair with a towel, I open the wardrobe, expecting it to be almost empty. Instead, there are hangers full of clothes. “What the fuck? Where the hell did all these clothes come from?”
Brandi walks over to me and pulls a vintage style band vest and a pair of denim shorts from the rail. She throws them at me and pulls the doors shut. “Who cares? Just get dressed so we can go,” she snaps. I laugh at her impatience, but I still dress quickly and let Brandi drag me from the room.
I walk over to Echo, stand on my tiptoes, and kiss him. Quickly taking control, his lips dominate mine as his hands caress my arse. “Where did all the clothes come from?” I ask.
He smiles mischievously. “Remember that day we went shopping? I had someone grab some of the things you liked but wouldn’t let me buy you. They got delivered just after the attack, and I forgot about them.”
A soft smile covers my face, and reaching for him, I pull him in for another kiss. “I love you,” I say.
“Love you too, sugar.”
Slapping my arse lightly, he grabs his cut and pulls it on.
“Are you coming dress shopping with us?” I ask.
“No, baby. Daisy will be here in a minute in the new car I bought you. He’s gonna go to the mall with you, but I’ll be here when you get back.”
“Why can’t we take your truck?” I ask. Echo grabs me by the arse and pulls me into his chest, grinding his cock against me. “You can drive my Chevy whenever you want, but the new car is the safest on the market, and I figured you’d want something with a few more mod cons.”
I pout. “But I love the truck.”
Collaring my neck, he leans close and whispers into my ear. “Time to practice that obeying, my stubborn fiancée.”
I shudder at his hot breath on my cheek and nod briefly. “Okay,” I acquiesce.
Surprise and then suspicion show on Echo’s face. I’m pulled into his arms again, and his fingers grip my chin. “What’s going on, sugar? You’re not arguing about the new car or Daisy going with you. What the hell are you up to?” Echo snarls.
“If I argue, are you going to let us go on our own, or take your truck?” I ask.
“Hell fucking no,” Echo shouts.
I smile. “So what’s the point of me arguing then? I don’t think I’m in any danger, but you do. I’m not ready to talk about you buying me a car. But if Daisy following me makes you feel better, then I’ll stop moaning about it,” I say and shrug.
His arms wrap under my legs, and he lifts me onto the kitchen counter. His hard cock pushes against my sex, and I groan before he swallows the sound in a passionate kiss. “God, Livvy, I want to fuck you so bad right now. I want to lay you back against the counter and slam inside you. I want to hear you screaming my name.”
My eyes fall shut, and I lose myself in the sensation of his words.
Brandi’s voice breaks the spell. “Oh for God’s sake, Echo. Fuck her later once we’ve found her a wedding dress.” Echo turns angry eyes on Brandi. Reluctantly, I’m released and moving towards the front door, Brandi ushering me quickly away from Echo.
He laughs when I flash him my sulky face, his face breaking into a wide smile. “Have fun, ladies. There’s a credit card in your purse. Brandi, make sure she uses it,” he orders. Brandi salutes Echo before walking out the front door.