Scythe
“So! What's goin’ on?” I ask Cuff
“No idea there still talkin’.”
“Where are the others?”
“Outside”
“Why are you still in here?”
“Just waitin’ to see what the boss man decides.”
“What do you think will happen?”
“No idea, hopefully we'll get a bigger cut from the measly half a mill that was offered to begin with.”
“Ya think!” I know exactly what I’m gonna do with the money buy a house first if Widow’s pregnant, she won’t want to live at the clubhouse, yep that’s step one buying a house.
“So, how're things goin’ with you and Widow,” he asks me.
“Why?”
“Just curious” I look at him skeptically Cuff is never interested unless it makes him money, hence why he's sittin’ here waitin’.
“You fuckers better not have bet on Widow and me,” he looks at me.
“We may have! So, how's it goin’?”
“None of your fuckin’ business,” I say givin’ him the finger.
“Spoil sport,” he says as I make my way back to the room to Widow.
“Where you goin?’”
“Where do you think?”
“Round two,” he says, wigglin’ his eyebrows.
“More like round three,” I tell him, and he laughs as I head to the room “text when they come to an agreement.”
“Will do,” seein’ that theirs nothin’ else I can do, I head back to my woman.
I watch her sleep her mouth open just the tiniest bite it looks adorable her beautiful tanned skin so lick-able, her little-pierced nipples makin’ my mouth water. Even her tattoos are fuckin’ hot, everythin’ about this woman makes me want things I've never wanted before; does it scare me fuck yes growin’ up and actually bein’ an adult can suck, but the thought of havin’ a life with Widow makes it worth it. Lookin’ down at her slim tummy, her belly button peircin’ glintin’ off of the ray of sunshine in the room (god I hope she pregnant). I've never wanted anythin’ so bad in all my life, I pull out my phone and go to the realtor’s webpage and search around for a house that will house my woman and kids.
*
I wake to movement on the bed, and I reach for Widow “Where you goin’?” I ask her.
“I need the bathroom” I reluctantly let her go, and I hear her close the bathroom door. After I searched the web, I found a couple of houses in town that looked good. I made an appointment to look at them next week, as she comes back in I look up at her, and she has my shirt on
“I like it,” I tell her as she lays down and I pull her to me.
“You do.”
“Yep, I prefer you naked, but this is ok to,” she smiles at me makin' my dick hard again, she looks down at it.
“God! Your insatiable” I pull her under me climb between her legs and open her up, my stiff shaft positioned at her pussy lips.
“Only for you baby,” I tell her as I slide into her, she's already wet for me and fuck, if it doesn't make me harder “You love my dick” I whisper to her, she nods her head as I slowly slide out then back in makin’ love to her
“Scythe,” she says like a pray wrappin' her legs around my back and it changes the angle, and I slide in further.
“Fuckin’ hell baby! You got a fuckin’ amazin’ pussy,” I tell her strainin’, my dick screamin’ to explode but I hold back. Her moans get harder to ignore, and I pull her over me, and she's on top, my dick buried deep in her cunt “Ride me, baby, show me how much you love my dick.” She braces her hands on my chest rising up off my dick, and I look down at the connection we have, my dicks wet with her juices (fuck that's hot). She leans forward, and I take her nipple into my mouth as she grinds her pussy up and down
“Oh god!... Scythe!... Yes god!... your cock is so big,” she moans movin’ faster, and I grab her ass movin' her harder onto my dick.
“That's it baby ride me, fuck me harder,” she sits up movin’ up and down, I grab her hips, but I want more.
“Turn around baby ride me cowboy” she smiles, but turns around then slides back down and the avenging angel tattoo on her back stares down at me. I've never really looked at it before and noticed the figure on its knees the angle, holding a gun to its head, her ass slams down on me her pussy holdin’ me deep. I lift her legs up and fuck her hard my dick pistoning into her, she leans back on her hands, her head raised to the ceilin’ as I fuck her pussy hard my balls slappin’ her clit.
“YES!... GOD YES...OH FUCK!... JESUS CHRIST!” she screams over and over as I pull her to me so she's layin’ on me, her back to my front and I pinch her nipples suckin' on her neck, my dick fuckin’ her harder (fuck I wish there was a mirror at the end of the bed)
“Grab my phone baby” I whisper into her ear.
“Why?”
“I want you to film me fuckin’ your pussy,” she looks up at me, and I smile. “Grab it” I motion where it is with my head, and she reaches over grabbin' it, and I smile (she always does what I say when I'm fuckin’ her). “Film it, baby, film my dick slidin’ in and out of your pussy.”
“Scythe,” she says, but I pinch her nipple.
“Film it!” I tell her again, and she positions the camera down, and I can see as it records my dick slidin’ in and out of her, I grab her legs opening her up more so the camera catches everythin’
“Don't you stop, until I come” I fuck her faster feelin' the first quivers of her pussy contractin’. I reach down, circlin' her clit harder as she comes, and my balls release my own orgasm as I fill her with my seed. The camera still filmin’ “Fuck baby that was hot as fuck” I tell her as I kiss her neck (so much for makin’ love)
****
Widow Maker
Oh, my fucking god I can't believe I filmed him fucking me, what the fuck is wrong with me. It's like every time he gets his dick in me; I lose all common fucking sense (I let him film me fucking him). “Argh!” I say as I lay on the bed alone “You’re a fucking idiot Ava! What the fuck?” I berate myself.
“You say somethin’ baby.”
“No,” I say to him as he walks back into the bedroom.
“You sure” I nod
“I'm sure.”
“Ok Cuff needs me; you want anythin’” I shake my head (I just need a bit of space)
“Ok, get dressed, what do you want for lunch?”
“Nothing I'm fine” (this is feeling very domesticated just leave already)
“Ok,” he says, walking over to me and kisses me softly.
“That was fuckin’ amazin’ baby just so you know.”
“Promise you won't show anyone,” he growls at me.
“The only people seein’ your pussy, baby is me,” he pulls me to him “and maybe the doctor when you have my kid” I shake my head at him.
“Scythe will you quit fucking saying that I'm not having a kid with you.”
“Oh, you fuckin' are, even if I have to tie you to the god damn bed and fuck you until you are pregnant.”
“You're insane, seriously, you need to stop”
“No Widow the only one that's crazy is you if you think it's not happenin'.”
“Scythe seriously! It's not happening!”
“It’s happening Widow Maker,” he says, walking out of the room, and I grab the pillow screaming so loud over and over, I begin to beat the shit out of the defenseless thing over and over until I feel my angry slowly ebbing away. I'm lying there staring up at the ceiling, and my phone pings with a message and I pull it out
'boss man called Church' I message Magic back.
'coming' I head back out to the kitchen, as I get there I notice only the Oregon guys all standing around dad pulls me to him
“You ok darlin’.”
“Yeah, all good! What's going on?”
“Preacher and Razor have come to an understandin’” I look at my dad than at all the boys.
“What?” I ask
“He's gonna explain it” just as dad says that Preacher and Razor and all of his guys follow my eyes going straight to Scythe who looks pissed (this can't be good)
Preacher and Razor stand there as we all face them, Scythe moves towards me, and I feel him standing behind me. I look up, his jaw grinding together “So, the money that we took from the bank account last night has been identified as Stoney's personal account” Preacher says (ok maybe this isn't as bad as I thought). “He's figured out that we had the kid and that we've taken it (ok, it is bad) he's already attacked the clubhouse and we all look around at each other.
“Whose clubhouse?” I ask, and Preacher looks at me.
“Ours,” he says, and I see the guys all shift.
“When?” Magic asks
“An hour ago,”
“Motherfucker anyone hurt,” dad asks and Preacher nods.
“Yeah Hammer and Bear were shot” (no)
“Are they alive?” dad asks, and I can tell he's pissed
“Yeah, Hammer's in critical, Bear got shot in the leg.”
“Anyone else.”
“Marcy's dead” I look at the Brothers, I never really liked her, but the guys enjoyed her.
“What are we doin’ about it?” Magic asks
“Razor and his boys are gonna help us take them out” I look at Razor, and his face gives nothing away. The sound of bikes outside has us turning.
“It's just my boys,” Razor says
“So, what's the plan boss?” Knuckle asks Preacher.
“We set a trap and go huntin’.”
“Where?” I ask
“I'm thinkin’ that now that they know we weren’t at the clubhouse that we'll come runnin’ home,” Preacher says
“Aren't we?” Boogie asks
“Yeah, we are, but they won't expect two clubs, we'll ride in as normal, but Razor's boys will take out whoever’s there to ambush us.”
“How in the fuck do you know Stoney will be there to ambush us.”
“Cause it's what I would do, anyone got any questions.”
“Yeah which boys of Razors will be helpin’,” Magic asks just as Stryker Tank Tiny Socket and Gunner come around the corner
“This enough.”
“Boss I don't know about this” knuckle says, and we all look at him.
“Why?”
“Are you sure Stoney will be there waitin’.”
“Widow you and Magic go find out” Scythe grabs my Cut, and I look back at him, Razor speaks up.
“Scythe, Blaze go with them for backup.”
“We'll wait for your call, meanwhile Neo Cuff work on the camera's around town and the clubhouse. I want all angles covered” we all nod as I walk back to my room for my guns. As I place the last knife in my boot Scythe opens the bedroom door and stands there staring at me.
“What?”
“You stick by me” I roll my eyes at him.
“This isn't the first time I've done this Scythe” he steps closer to me.
“It's the first time with me” I look up at him, he's so tall, and I love that. I've always had a thing for a guy who could engulf me as he fucks me, and Scythe ticks all the boxes sexy smoking hot body huge dick tall and lips, so kissable that I think naughty things when I look at them and eyes that feel like there searing my soul.
“You keep lookin’ at me like that, and we won't be leavin’ this room” I smile up at him again.
“Kiss me,” I ask, and he cups my cheek with his hands, kissing me softly, making me moan, his taste seeping through my system turning me on “God you’re a good kisser” I admit to him, and he smiles.
“I love kissin’ you too baby” I smile at him, but he turns serious again “stay by me.”
“Scythe!” I say as I grab his wrists, as he still holds my face.
“Please, baby do as I ask” the worry on his face is heartbreaking, so I just nod.
“Ok”
“Good,” he steps back looking down at me, his gaze staring at my stomach.
“What?” I ask him
“You know you could be pregnant” I roll my eyes at him.
“Will you quit fucking saying that”
“Well, you could be”
“If I am what?”
“Then your endangering our child by doing this” my anger hitting an all-time high (the fucking gall)
“Are you seriously trying to make me feel bad for doing my job.”
“Someone else can do it” I step out of his reach before I break something on him or kill him myself.
“Scythe, don't fucking act like you own me, this is my life and were in a fucking motorcycle club for fucks sakes. This is the nature of the job, of our way of life. So, don't try and make me feel bad just because you think you have a claim on me or you think you might and only might have knocked me up.”
“Don't fuckin’ test me, Widow.”
“How am I testing you” I watch as he balls his fists up trying to hold his shit together
“You’re my fuckin’ woman end of story and today when we go out there and do what we have to do you stay by my side.”
“I didn't say I wouldn't, but don't get it twisted Scythe, just because were fuck buddies your still just another Brother.”
“Oh! I'm fuckin’ way more than a fuckin’ fuck buddy baby, and you know it.”
“This is still my job Scythe.”
“You’re fuckin’ impossible woman” I smile walking towards the door.
“Get used to it,” I say giving him a wink.