Chapter Six
“This place rivals Duke’s. Damn, look at this place. Doesn’t this remind you of something?” Holly asked, staring around the large room.
Mary chuckled. “This was the design I picked for our own kitchen, remember? I made a whole notebook of everything I wanted and what I wanted to put in it. This is straight out of dreamland for me.”
“You don’t think Pike found your notebook? This place is fucking freaky.”
“Nah¸ to get my notebooks would have taken effort. Pike’s not like that.”
“I don’t know. I’m starting to get freaky sense on here that Pike’s not like you think.”
She wasn’t going to think much about it. After what just happened in the bedroom, she wasn’t entirely sure what to make of him herself.
“What’s going on?” Mary asked.
“You’re going to ask me that.” Holly pulled out a chair, sitting opposite her. “I go home to discover you’re not there and Duke’s waiting to tell me how Pike took you from Mac.”
“Mac gave me partnership at the diner,” Mary said, sharing her news with her best friend.
“No way, really?”
“Yes, I’ll get to make more decisions and cook a little more.”
“Don’t give him everything of yourself. Save a bit for us who love you.”
Laughing, Mary turned toward the kettle. Holly had put the kettle on the moment she walked into the kitchen.
“Let me make this.”
“Have you been to Pike’s house before?” Mary asked.
“Never. I’ve been working all day, and I’m in desperate need of a drink.”
“Coffee?”
“No, tea.” Holly paused, staring at the cupboard. Mary had noticed that Holly no longer drank coffee even though she was addicted to the stuff.
“When were you going to tell me?” Mary asked.
Holly sighed. “I guess you hate me right now?”
“You must think I’m a lousy friend if you think that was going to make me hate you.” Mary rested her chin on her hand.
“I, erm, I wanted to wait just in case.”
The tea was placed in front of her. “In case what?”
“In case it didn’t work out. I don’t want to get my hopes up.”
“Well, tell me. I want to hear you say the words to me right now,” Mary said.
“I can’t, Mary. I wish I could, but I just can’t.” Tears were glistening in Holly’s eyes. Reaching out Mary took her hand.
“You know, Sheila was attacked and that lost her the unborn baby.” When Holly made to pull away, Mary wouldn’t let her. “You’re not going to fall into that same damn trap, I promise you.”
“What if it destroys me?”
“Women lose babies all the time, and it’s horrible.” Tears filled Mary’s eyes as she looked at Holly. “But there are a lot of women who have babies. You cannot allow yourself to live like this, Hols. Seriously, you’re pregnant. You’re pregnant with Duke’s baby. You’re going to be a mom to a boy or girl.” She smiled through her tears. “Stop worrying.”
“But what if—”
“If you lose it then it wasn’t supposed to be. You and Duke can go ahead practicing for another. Your mom would be so upset right now. You know she would, Hols.”
Holly wiped the tears from her face. “Look at you to put it into perspective. I’m supposed to be here offering you support. Not the other way around.”
“Yeah, you suck at support. Leave that job to me.”
They both laughed.
“Come on, say it, just once.”
“I’m pregnant.” The words were a whisper. The happiness on Holly’s face made it worthwhile.
“See, you’ve got to stop worrying. You worrying like this could make you lose the baby.”
“Shit, Mary.”
“Hey, I’m telling you like it is. I love you. You’re my sister where it counts. Stop worrying and embrace the fact you’re going to have a baby. I’m going to be an aunt.”
Holly broke down and started laughing. “You’re a nut when you start.”
“You love me this way.” She pulled Holly in for a hug. “Now, when you’re around me I want to hear all of your plans. We’ve got a nursery to think about, pregnancy exercises to keep you at the top of your game. Will you be finding out if it’s a boy or girl?”
“Pike!”
“No, you’re not having a Pike.”
“Mary, we’re not getting past this subject. We’re going to talk about Pike and what’s going on.”
Letting out a sigh, she stared back at her friend. Holly was truly beautiful from the inside out. She had what it took to take on the club to be Duke’s old lady. It wasn’t easy being an old lady. Mary recalled many nights finding Sheila crying all alone on the couch waiting for Russ to get home. She never told Holly about what she witnessed. What happened between Holly’s parents stayed between them.
“Nothing is going on.”
“That didn’t look like nothing to me. Your cheeks are all flushed, and do you want me to talk to Duke about bringing you back home?”
Mary nibbled on her bottom lip.
“I knew it. Something did happen.”
“You’re pregnant, and I was going crazy at your place. It’s not mine, and Pike had a lot of good arguments for me not being there.”
“We had fun.”
“We always have fun. I love being around you and Matthew. The sex though, that got old real fast.”
“Sex?” Holly asked, going a nice shade of crimson.
“Yeah, all night long. I mean seriously, what did you expect me to do? You were fucking all the time. It was hard for a girl to get some sleep. I couldn’t do anything without hearing you moan Duke’s name.”
“God, I’m so sorry.”
“I’ve heard how you sound when you orgasm, Holly. It’s one time too bloody many. I’ve heard you come more times than I have.” Mary pressed a hand to her chest.
“Crap, Matthew.”
“That kid is a genius. He gave me a music player to drown you out.”
“I can’t face him again.” Holly put her hands on her cheeks looking mortified.
“You don’t have to worry. Matthew’s not going to make you embarrassed. Just don’t bring it up.”
“We’re getting way off subject here. What about you and Pike?”
Thinking about the way he touched her brought heat to her cheeks at the memory.
“I’m going to stay here a while.”
“What’s going on?” Holly asked.
“Nothing is actually going on, but you could say I’m exploring something with him.”
Holly tilted her head to the side. “You do remember he broke your heart?”
“Yes, I remember. I was there. He’s not going to get the chance to break it this time.” Mary nibbled her lip. “I’m not going to be blinded by feelings or what I think I can have with him. I know what he’s offering. I’m not expecting anything more from him.”
Holly smiled at her friend. “I want to be here. I want to know what it’s all about.”
“What, what is all about?”
Licking her lips, Mary took her friend’s hands. “That night you called him, we had sex, okay? You know we had sex. It was awful, and he said some things that broke my heart. Listening to you and Duke, I want to know what that is like. To be with someone who makes me scream no matter where I am.”
“What about Mac? He’s safe.”
“I’m safe with Pike. I don’t know. He’s not going to hurt me, and I’m not going to let him hurt me.”
“You’ve been in love with Pike.”
“He was a crush. I know the difference.”
Holly looked at her doubtfully. “I don’t think it’s just a crush.”
“Trust me. If it all goes wrong, you’ll be the first person I go to for a shoulder to cry on.”
“I love you, Mary. I’ll kick his ass if he hurts my girl.”
She hugged Holly. “I’m not going to get hurt. You need to start thinking happy thoughts about being pregnant. I want to see you happy, not sad.”
“Is it okay to come in now?” Pike asked, calling through to the kitchen.
“I don’t know,” Mary said, smiling at Holly. “Is it?”
“He can come in.”
Turning in her seat she watched Duke follow in behind Pike.
“I’m pregnant,” Holly said, obviously stunning both men. “You’re right, it’s good to finally say it.”
Duke moved to Holly’s side. Mary couldn’t look away as he cupped her cheek, tilted her head back, and claimed her lips. “I love you, baby.”
“We’ve got company.”
“I don’t care.” Duke proceeded to kiss her, or a better way to describe it was devour Holly’s mouth.
“Okay, this is not something I need to see. I’ve just gotten away from the sound of you two screwing. Please, give me a break.” Mary slapped a hand over her mouth. All three turned toward her. “Sorry, I don’t know where that came from.”
“I always knew you had a mouth on you,” Pike said.
Mary chuckled, happy for her friend.
****
“I’m not sleeping with you. You can forget it,” Mary said, glaring at Pike.
Standing in his bedroom, he stared at Mary in the silk negligee he’d picked out. She clearly didn’t know the lace showed off her beautiful tits to perfection. He’d have to invest in more negligees even though he preferred her to be naked.
“You’re sleeping in that bed beside me. No arguments.”
“You’re completely insane. Did you just wake up and decide it was time to torture me?” she asked.
“Nope. You need to be cared for. I don’t trust you not to get up off your feet and start moving around.”
“You idiot. You took my crutches. I’m not looking to be stuck here any longer than I have to be.”
He had another plan for her staying. Mary wasn’t getting away, and he was going to fight her every step of the way.
“My leg is in a cast. You bang it up with your body, it’s going to hurt.”
“I’m not going to bang it up.”
She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. “Stop being so argumentative. Why can’t I have my own room?”
“Because I want you in this one.”
“Do you always get what you want?” She folded her arms underneath her breasts.
“Let’s see. I wanted to take care of you at my place, check, you’re here. I wanted to wash you and clean you so you didn’t stink.” She growled at him, reaching for another pillow, which he dodged. “Check, you no longer stink. I got you in clothes that were right for you, even if they’re a size too big. You’re not a size twenty, Mary. Stop dressing like it.”
“You’re evil. How dare you?”
She scrambled for another pillow. With her distracted, he tackled her to the bed, paying careful attention not to bump her leg. He didn’t want to hurt her. Grabbing her hands, he pressed them beside her head to stop her from clawing his eyes out.
“Yes, I get what I want. You’re going to sleep because I like taking care of you.” Placing both of her hands above her head, he slid his hand down her body. “I can make you feel good, Mary.”
He slid his hand down to her breast, pushing the lace of the negligee aside to stroke her nipple. She groaned, but Pike knew he hadn’t won, not by a long shot. Mary wanted nothing to do with him other than sex. He couldn’t change her mind instantly, but over time, he was going to. She was his woman. Talking to Duke had made it all clear in his mind.
For a short time he’d be happy to be used by her, but he wasn’t going to let her go even when her leg was better.
“If you don’t want me to touch you I’ll go to a different bed.” He brought his fingers up the inside of her thigh, touching over her pussy. Pike was starting to wonder why he even bothered trying to put panties on her. Every time he got her in panties all he wanted to do was tear them off her body. “Should I go or should I stay?”
“Don’t you dare leave!” She touched his hand over her mound, keeping him in place.
“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked.
“No. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make this time more memorable than ever before. I don’t want you to stop.”
He stared into her eyes.
“This isn’t love. I want what Holly has when she fucks Duke.”
“I’ve never fucked Duke.”
She hit his arm.
He placed his hand on the cast, running the tips of his fingers up and down her thigh. She’d been hurt trying to protect Holly. The only pleasure he got was from knowing that the men who’d hurt her were dead. They were all dead.
“I don’t like you being hurt.”
“If I wasn’t hurt then I wouldn’t be here.”
He smiled. “I’m not going to complain about you being here. I’ve got to be careful about your leg.”
“You need to use a condom.”
“I didn’t last time.”
“We got lucky.”
“What?”
“I wasn’t pregnant. I didn’t think about it until afterward.”
Pike hadn’t even given a thought about pregnancy. “Did you take anything to stop it?”
“No, I’m not taking anything now. You’ve got to wear a condom. I don’t want to get pregnant with your kid.”
Her comment was a punch to the gut. There was a time when Mary would have wanted anything he’d give. After seeing an image of her pregnant in the garden, he’d not been able to get it out of his mind. She’d look so damn beautiful, perfect.
“I’ll wear a condom.” He couldn’t push her now. Mary was still struggling with what he did to her.
“Do you have one?” she asked.
“Yes.”
He reached toward the bed, grabbing out a pack of condoms.
“Do you bring women here often?”
“Never. I always keep a supply. I’d rather be safe.” He pulled out two condoms, tearing the foil wrapping on one, and sliding it over his dick. “I’m nothing if not prepared.”
She chuckled.
The noise turned into a moan as he tugged her panties down her thighs with his teeth. When the edge of the panties got to her cast he changed to his hands, removing them completely off.
“I’m going to be careful with your leg. The moment the cast comes off, we can have a lot of fun.”
“What makes you think I’m going to want you when the cast comes off?”
“Baby, I’ve not even started. You’re going to be screaming and begging for me.” He pushed the edge of the negligee up her thighs, exposing her pussy to his gaze. “Now that’s what I call beautiful.”
She had a light dusting of hair. He’d never been into women who completely shaved it off.
“Do you think I should shave it off?” she asked. “I tried it once. Hurt like hell afterwards.”
Skimming his fingers through her curls, he smiled. “Darling, I can promise you, I don’t have any problem with you like this. I like my woman to look exactly like that, a woman.” He gripped some of the hair on her mound. “This is what I like.”
She gasped as he tugged on the fine hairs.
Pike slipped his fingers through her slit. She was soaking wet, and he teased her swollen clit, caressing over the nub.
Mary arched up against him.
Pressing a kiss to her stomach, he inhaled her musky scent.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to eat this pussy. It has been too damn long since I’ve had my lips on you.”
The light cast from the lamp put her in perfect view.
“Now, look at this sweet little pussy.” He opened her lips and stared at her wet cunt. His mouth watered, and he couldn’t resist swiping his tongue from her entrance up to her clit. Circling the bud, he moved down to plunge inside her.
“So fucking tasty,” he said, muttering the words against her clit.
“Pike!” She screamed his name as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
Mary reared up on the bed. Her fingers sank into his hair, and she rubbed herself over his face.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, get off on me.”
“Shut up,” she said.
Untangling her hands from his hair, Pike pressed her to the bed. He was hard as fucking rock.
“You’re not going to get me to shut up now, darling. I’m going to talk and tell you exactly what I’m doing to you.”
Locking her hands above her head within one of his, he gripped his length with the other, finding her center. Staring into her brown eyes, Pike slammed to the hilt, not taking his time, and giving her every inch of his cock.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. This is what I’ve been dreaming about since the first time.”
She cried out but couldn’t touch him as he kept her in place.
“I can feel every little pulse of your cunt, baby. Your body betrays your need for me. You may not love me or even like me, yet your body, she likes me. I like your body.”
With his hands on hers, it held him off her body. He stroked her tits, pinching her nipples. The touch had her tightening around his cock, and he groaned.
“This body is perfect for me.”
“It’s not yours.”
He pulled out of her only to pound back inside, roughly. She cried out at the invasion.
“Your body has a different idea.” Pike watched her come apart, loving every emotion that crossed her face. She looked so beautiful in the way she gave herself to him. “I’m going to fuck you, Mary. This pussy, it’s not going to want any other cock. You’re going to be screaming out for me.”
Pike pulled out and slammed back inside, over and over again. He took her to the edge of bliss yet kept her there, refusing to give her any more. Reaching between them, he touched her clit, stroking her as he slid inside her.
“You’re so damn wet for me. When this cast comes off, I’m going to show you a whole new side to what you’ll love.” He was going to show her shit that she didn’t even think she wanted. “Come for me, Mary. Come all over my cock.”
She cried out, shaking as her cum washed over his cock. The condom stopped him from feeling it, but the tightening of her pussy was sheer heaven. Gritting his teeth, he held back his own orgasm to enjoy hers. The sweet sounds coming from her mouth were beautiful to hear.
“Now, it’s my turn.”
He fucked her hard, making her take every single inch of his length. Pounding inside her, Pike found his own release. Wrapping his arms around her, Pike groaned out, loving the feel of her. This is what it meant to own a pussy. No other man had been here before, only him.
He was going to keep her that way.
****
“Fuck, man, this party is wild,” Daisy said.
Raoul couldn’t agree more, gripping the waist of the woman riding his cock on the dance-floor. He was fully clothed, yet this woman was seriously dry humping him.
Daisy had two women surrounding him, touching him. The club was thriving with sexual activity, every man and woman begging for sex.
“Do you want to get out of here?” the blonde asked, licking his earlobe.
“Sure thing, babe.” Raoul gave Daisy the nod that he was taking the woman out back to fuck.
“Wet that dick, man.”
Chuckling, he took the lead, driving out of the back of the club. They entered a darkened alleyway. Pushing the woman up against the wall, Raoul sucked on her neck. He didn’t kiss any of the bitches that were just plain old fucks.
“Don’t you want to know my name?” she asked.
“I don’t need to.”
He grabbed a condom out of his pocket, opening his jeans, Raoul was about to take his cock out when a feminine cry filled the air.
“Please, let me go. I don’t want this. Ouch, leave me alone.”
Raoul frowned. That was not the sound of a woman wanting any fun.
“Baby, what’s the matter?” the blonde asked.
“Get back inside.”
“I want you to fuck me. How can you fuck me if I’m inside?”
Pocketing the condom, he glared at the blonde. “Get the fuck back inside. I’ll deal with you in a minute. Tell Daisy I need his ass outside.” Zipping up his jeans, he shoved her back through the door, and he took a step toward the scuffling.
“You just shut your fucking mouth, slut. You want cock. I’ll give you cock.”
He hated men who didn’t take no for an answer. Rounding the corner there was enough light from the street light on the other side of the wall for him to see what was going on. There was a young woman, not even twenty, held trapped against the wall. Tears were streaming down her face. There was not a smidge of makeup on her. She was beautiful. Raoul saw it instantly even with the fear in her eyes. Her beauty was refreshing, natural. She had long glossy red hair, startling green eyes, and a figure fit for a fifties actress when fuller was better.
Any sign of arousal he felt was diminished as he spotted not one but four men holding her against her will.
“Let me go,” she said.
“No. I’m going to fuck this nice tight pussy and then my friend here is going to. By the time we’re done, you’re going to love fucking many men.”
She struggled against their hold. She whimpered, crying out as they touched her.
“You know, I hate men who can’t take no for an answer,” Raoul said. He didn’t need to see any more to know he was interrupting a rape.
The four men turned to him.
“Please, help me.”
When the four men saw it was just him they got cocky. He was in the dark so they didn’t see the leather cut he wore.
“Find your own slut to fuck. This one’s ours.”
“No, she’s not. She doesn’t want you, and you’re going to step the fuck away from her now.”
“Or what?” The one who’d touched her sex stepped forward. “What are you going to do? There’s one of you and four of us.”
Raoul smirked, stepping into the light. Their gazes moved to his jacket taking in the sight of his patch.
That’s right, fuckers. You’re about to enter hell.
“Please, I don’t want this. I never wanted this,” the woman said.
“Shut it.” The man holding her arm slapped her around the face.
“Look, man, we don’t want any trouble—”
“You’re going to get trouble. A shitload of trouble.” He brought his fists up, smiling at them. “The only question now? Which one is going to come for an ass whooping first?”
“I’ll deal with this loser,” the blond said, charging toward him.
Slamming his fist into the man’s face, Raoul knocked him on his ass, and the fight was on. The three other men charged at him at once. At the same time, Daisy fell out of the door.
“Fuck, the real party started without me.”
One by one they charged at the men, taking two on each. Out of the corner of his eye, Raoul saw the woman cower on the ground. Slamming his fist into faces and stomach, he took them down, hating the fear the bastards created. Within minutes all four men were knocked out on the floor.
“Fuck, man, you’re awesome. I’m so telling the guys you know how to party.”
Raoul walked toward the woman. She looked up at him, terrified.
“They told me my friend was waiting out here,” she said. Her lip was wobbling. “I don’t drink. I don’t do anything wrong.”
“They’re assholes. They’re not going to hurt you.”
He touched her shoulder, and she whimpered. Pulling her into his body, Raoul inhaled her vanilla scent, shocked by how much he liked the smell clinging to her skin. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise. I’m not like them.”
“Okay.”
“I’m Raoul, and that big lug is Daisy.” He pointed behind him. Her gaze went behind him to land on Daisy.
“Hello.”
“What’s your name, honey?” Daisy asked.
“It’s Zoe.” She looked between the men.
“You’re safe. Neither of us is into force.”
“No, damn, I like my pussy willing,” Daisy said.
“How old are you?” Raoul asked.
“I’m twenty. I was supposed to be picking up my friend from this bar. She promised she’d be waiting.” Zoe sniffled. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m going to take you home.”
“Okay,” Zoe said, gripping his hand.
He really didn’t like how much she held onto him or how much his body liked her. Zoe had brought a reaction from him that no woman ever had before.