Chapter 16: “Rebel Yell” Dope
I feel Ky’s approach as I watch the men do as I requested. All of them with nods of respect and some looking as green as I did only minutes before. He walks past me to the table pressing his thumb into the blood on its surface and then into my mouth. But I’m not disgusted as I should be. I’m turned on, I think I finally understand the Ky/Sadist combo at this point. What he was talking about when Pinky gave him his nickname. The power you feel from having someone's life in your hands and being the one to end it. It's a high unlike any other.
I looked up into Ky’s silver understanding eyes quickly wrapping my hand around the back of his head and pulling him to me for kiss. Our tongues dancing with the coppery tang in each other’s mouth. Someone clears his throat and we pull back slowly acknowledging our crowd. I’m sure the looks on our faces said it all. Pinky holds up his hands in surrender. “Milady, the dark deed you requested has been done. The president of The Devils Posse now has a great view of the foothills from a top his castle.” He does a curtsey before motioning all the other guys to follow him out the door heading back up and out of the building.
Ky comes to stand behind me, kissing my neck, as Pinky’s footsteps head into the distance. His hardness pressed into the small of my back. “You really do get off on this don’t you?” He bites into my neck pulling me closer.
“Yep,” is all I get out before he is tilting my face up to his giving me another passionate kiss. He pulls back his blood splattered face looking serious.
“Regrets?” he asks.
“No, I keep waiting to see if I feel anything like that. It scares me a little bit that I feel I should care more, but I don’t and that I loved every moment of it. The control and power. The blood... But regrets? No. Okay maybe one. Next time. I want you to do it with me.” His eyes darken more. I dip my fingers into the blood on the table feeling it as it cools. “And to think I threw up not even an hour ago because I had my fingers in a man holding his artery to keep him from bleeding to death.” Ky touches my fingers to his tongue, and sucks them gently, heat making heat bloom instantly in my lower belly.
“There’s a difference. You care for Linx, he protected you. Dante tried to destroy you and doing so possibly set the girl I remember as I child free.” I eye him.
“What do you mean?” He puts my hand on his chest right over his heart, curling my fingers so my nails sink into him.
“I wasn’t the only one who did mean things for fun. I remember a certain small redhead using every opportunity to sink her nails or teeth into my flesh to see how much pain I could stand before saying anything.” It came rushing back to me
“You’d have blood running down your arm and never say a word. It would really piss me off.” He pushes my nails into his chest just above a tattoo of a raven.
“I didn’t say anything because it didn’t bother me and seeing you get pissed off was icing on the cake.” I kiss him again, this conversation isn't over but feeling his body pressed against mine I get lost in the sensation even all gross and bloody I’m completely turned on. The roar of bike engines fills the air signaling it’s time to go. We grudgingly pull apart and exit the building. Going to Ky’s bike, I climb on the back and hold on to him as we begin our journey home.
We are on the road for about an hour when I decide to do the most reckless and exciting thing I’ve ever done in my life. The idea starts when I notice a string from the inner hem on my pants. I pull it and the hem starts to come apart near my crotch. I continue to tug it lose, letting the full area become exposed.
Ky is going about 60 mph as I bring up my leg wrapping it around his middle and begin to pull myself from around his back and into his lap. My weight shifting or a bump in the road could kill us. But I’m comforted in the fact Ky has been riding bikes his entire life. And that he even taught me to ride one. Memories flick through my head of when we were kids. I duck under his arm making sure I’m seated safely in his lap.
As I look over his shoulder I can see the other men behind us. I look each of them in the eye settling on Pinky’s the longest as his eyes stare right back into mine, giving me a nod of consent. The hard part is over with, and I’m not dead. I feel safe in the cage of Ky’s arms, and I cling to his chest putting myself as close to him as I possibly can.
I find he is still hard from earlier and rub myself against him. Looking at his face his eyes never leave the road but doesn't miss a beat as he leans back into the seat of the bike and I unzip his pants taking out his cock. Reaching between us I pull the remainder of the fabric away and pull my panties to the side exposing myself. Using my hips I lift onto his cock then lie back down against the bike's gas tank holding on to the bike’s handlebars to support myself. He accelerates the bike, letting the deep vibrations from the engine add to the new euphoric feeling. I pump myself up and down enjoying a slow ride and watch Ky’s face as I ride him. The sound of the engines surrounding us, the wind ripping around drying the blood coating our skin, the smell of the road, and the vibration of our bikes engine assaulting our senses. His stoic face starts to soften a bit as he nears his orgasm. I’m beginning to wonder if we can safely reach climax without dropping the bike.
I pump faster starting to lose myself to my own bliss. Ky revs the engine again, and the bike sends strong vibration to my core. I tip over the edge into ecstasy. I’m coming back down to earth to when I feel Ky’s warmth deep inside. I look up to see his face, eyes refusing to lose focus on the road; he bites his lip bloody as he comes. I raise up enough to lick the blood from his mouth and out from under his lip ring kissing him gently before slowly separating us and pulling my panties back into place. I lean into his chest wrapping my arms around him, nearly falling asleep the remainder of the trip back home.
Never in a million years did I expect it to happen this way. But I’ve just claimed Ky in front of his men. Now I have to claim him in front of the rest of the club.