Chapter Twelve
“The cake is ordered, and the priest has agreed to do the service in April. We’re on course for a spring wedding. All we need to do is the final fitting for Holly…” Sheila kept talking, but Mary was no longer listening. They were a month away from her wedding. It was now March, and for the past two months she’d had a blissful life with Pike. A blissful time where she’d been able to think about Pike and the club, and the claiming. The more she thought about it, the less strange it sounded.
This morning though, she’d woken up unable to stop thinking about the claiming he talked about at the club. She knew it meant a great deal to him, yet she’d not given him a chance to talk about it or given him an indication that she wanted to give him what he wanted. He’d been so sweet and thoughtful. She felt like a total bitch for not giving him a chance.
Mary had visited the club and no one treated her any differently, but she knew something was missing. She didn’t need to do it. Pike wasn’t pressuring her.
“Earth to Mary.” Sheila ran her hand in front of her face.
Pulling back, Mary smiled. “Sorry, I was lost in my own little thoughts.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” Holly asked.
She was sat in Sheila’s home arranging the last part of the wedding.
“This, erm, this claiming thing. You know where the men watch. You know what? Forget it.”
“Do you think it was easy for us to go through with it?” Holly asked.
Staring at her friend, Mary saw the concern on her face.
“When Duke first told me about it, I didn’t want to. I had to talk to Mom first.”
Sheila patted her leg. “You don’t have to do it. You’ll be an old lady to the club, but it wouldn’t be the same for them. Pike will never force you.”
“I just can’t stand to have them laughing at me.”
“They’d never laugh at you. It doesn’t leave the club, honey. It’s purely part of the club. It’s not to be scoffed at, laughed at, or talked about.” Sheila smiled. “It’s a club thing. Pike, it means something to him.”
Mary closed the magazine she was reading. If it meant something to Pike then she was going to do it. For their wedding he was stepping out of his comfort zone. It was the least she could do.
“Could you take me to the clubhouse?” Mary asked.
“I can do that.”
Holly stayed behind as Mary climbed into Sheila’s car. She was doing the right thing. She knew she was and wouldn’t regret a second of it.
****
Pike smacked the ball, watching as Daisy groaned.
“I win, pay up,” Pike said, placing the pool stick in the corner.
“Damn, man, I remember when I could beat you.”
“What can I say? No one can beat me.” He took the money from Daisy, pocketing the cash.
“Oh, now that looks like trouble,” Daisy said, looking over Pike’s shoulder. The sound of the clubhouse door closing had Pike turning around. Mary stood there, glancing around. When she saw him, she moved toward him.
Stepping toward her, he wrapped his arms around her. “Hey, baby, I didn’t know you were coming here.”
“Neither did I.”
“What is it?” he asked, seeing the worry in her eyes. They were getting married next month. He wasn’t ready for her to quit on him.
“I’m sorry. I’ve been so selfish and mean. I want to give you what all the old ladies gave their men. I trust and love you, Pike. I want you, all of you, more than anything.” His cock went from flaccid to hard within seconds. She ran her hand down his body. “I don’t have to like it, but I love you, Pike. This is what I want. This is what it means to be your old lady completely.”
“Are you sure?” He wasn’t going to pretend he didn’t know what she was talking about.
Duke was already clearing out the club whores. Russ left the room, and the men gave a wide berth to the couple.
“I know I love you. I’m sure of that, and I trust you.” She cupped his cock, rubbing her fingers along his length. “I’m ready for this. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time. This isn’t a quick decision for me.”
He glanced toward the room, looking at the men. “Look at them, Mary. They wouldn’t hurt you, and they will not talk about it. What happens in this room, stays in this room.”
“Kind of like Vegas.”
“No, this is better than Vegas. You won’t even have to live with the consequences when it’s over.”
He moved her back toward the pool table. The balls were gone, and the table was clear. Pike didn’t wait for the men to be ready. He didn’t care about if they saw or not. All he cared about was the woman in his arms. Mary wore a yellow summer dress with small straps over her shoulders. He lifted her up, stepping between her thighs.
“This is my old lady. Anyone comes close and I swear to God, I will kill each and every one of you.” He spoke the words clear for all to hear, not looking away from Mary. Pike ran his fingers up the inside of her thighs, teasing her. “You forget about them, Mary. Forget about the room and focus all on me. All I’m focused on is you. I don’t give a fuck who sees that I love you.”
He pushed her dress up, touching her core. Her panties were soaked.
“Or maybe not. Are you getting off being watched?”
“Shut up, Pike.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down. “You’re the only one I’m wet for.”
Releasing his cock, Pike stroked over his shaft as she teased him with her kisses. From his back pocket he pulled out a condom.
“You don’t have to wear that. I’m on the pill. I’m not ready for children yet. I want to enjoy you before we bring kids into the mix.”
For him, the whole club fell away. “I love you, Mary.”
“And I love you, future husband.”
Tugging her panties out of the way, he pocketed the fabric, groaning out as her slick pussy took his fingers. She cried out, keeping open for him. Her eyes were closed. Glancing around the room, he saw the respect in the men’s eyes. They were watching, accepting Mary as his woman into the club. Duke nodded his head, clearly happy with the situation. This was what it meant to be part of the club and to claim an old lady. No one would touch her, hurt or abuse her. Mary was protected and would be loved by the club. Staring down at his woman, Pike knew Mary was a special person to him and to the club. She was Holly’s best friend, and Russ considered her a daughter. Now, she was his old lady. The club recognized her as his and would take care of her like his property should be.
“They’re watching us, baby. They know who you belong to, and they also know who I belong to.” He claimed her lips before she could protest. Pike pinched and stroked her clit, watching her response to him. Mary opened her eyes, the love shining in her brown depths clear for him to see.
“I love you, Pike.”
He tugged her to the edge of the pool table. She lay back against the felt covering. He teased his cock through her slit. Her cream covered his cock. When he was at the entrance to her clit, they stared at each other, and he sank inside her.
Mary cried out, arching up. Her gaze went around the room, taking in all of the men, watching them. None of them touched themselves, and Pike appreciated it. Mary was a nervous woman, yet with his dick inside her, she looked more beautiful than ever before. His woman, his soon to be wife.
Slamming his cock inside her, everything else fell away as he made love to his woman, his old lady, his property.
“I love you, Mary. I love you so much.”
She sat up, wrapping her arms around him, kissing him as he forged inside her. Her heat swamped him. The pleasure was unlike anything he’d ever felt. During the whole of his life, he’d never had a woman to call his own. In fact, there had never been anything in his life that he called his own.
“I love you, baby. You’re my heart, my soul, my life.”
She cried out, speaking words of love.
Pike finally knew what it was to love one woman, to be with her completely. No one else would ever compare to her. He loved her more than anything.
He stroked over her clit, bringing her to orgasm as he found his own, in her arms, in front of the club, for life. If anything happened to him, the club would protect her, always. Pike knew he could sleep easier in the future with the club at his back with Mary.
When it was over, he glanced around the club before looking down at his woman. She was smiling up at him. “That wasn’t too bad,” she said.
Pike chuckled. “Speak for yourself. They didn’t see you with an orgasm face.”
She started laughing. The tightening of her pussy around his dick made him groan. Mary was perfect in every way. He’d never, ever take her for granted.