Big Dog (17 page)

She sat up and had to stare at the big beautiful man lying next to her hip, with his forearm over his eyes, and his bulging muscles on display in the sunlight. She felt so much love in her heart for him at this moment that she had to tell him. She climbed on top of him and began kissing his wide chest. His nipples were in her way, so they were nibbled on in turn as she made her way up his whiskered neck and chin to his lips. She felt his prick wake from its slumber and it stretched under the lips of her wet flesh. She adjusted her hips to allow it to keep growing while penetrating her pussy. This fullness was what she needed this morning, and with a last lick on his lips, she sat up and began to ride his hips. “Good morning, sunshine, I hope you don’t mind, but I need this to start my day. By the way, I want to say I love you before I get too far out of my head to say it and you’d know I mean it.” She leaned up, and looked down to where his thick prick was disappearing into her body, causing her to speed up her efforts to pleasure both of them.

She found herself flat on her back with his body buried deep and his lips crushing hers. His thumb was pinching her unprotected clit and she fell into a pleasure so deep she saw colors burst in her mind, vivid colors, and muscle tightening physical pleasure.

He hadn’t told her he loved her, and she was happy he didn’t try to say words he didn’t mean. She hoped her confession didn’t make him feel like she wanted to trap him into declaring his undying love or anything like that. It would be nice to know she wasn’t in the emotional aspect of the relationship by herself though.

They got up and showered together. The laughter she brought to his life was filling a big hole he hadn’t known was there. He wasn’t a fancy talker, and maybe she could do better, but he wasn’t going to wait much longer to let her know that she had a place in his heart. She said she loved him and he had every intention of holding her to it.

“How about we go for a ride, I have a place that I love to go to once in a while, you can see the whole valley from my spot.” He took the towel from her body and began to rub her wet hair with one hand as his other hand skimmed over her silky skin. “I love your skin, it’s so silky and smooth that my fingers itch to explore every inch of you.” He dropped the towel onto the side of the sink and began kissing her lips, working his way down her neck, and enjoying the way goose bumps formed on her soft shoulders.

His mouth found her nipple and his hands grabbed the backs of her knees, lifting her onto the vanity top. When he dropped to his knees with his head between her thighs, Future giggled from the feel of his whiskers tickling the sensitive nerve endings under the sweep of his beard. She held onto the counter with one hand and grabbed a handful of his wet hair with the other, “Oh yes, I love the way you do that, please, yes.” His tongue worked its magic and twirled over her clit and then dipped inside of her welcoming body. He stuck two fingers inside of her pussy and sucked strongly on her hard clit, tonguing it while the vacuum of his mouth pulled the shy muscle up and stiff, “God, Hugh, oh that’s so good, I’m ready to come.” She could feel the spasms beginning deep inside of her cunt, and began to move her hips, causing the scrape of his teeth over her exposed clit. “Oh fuck yes.” She was tumbling over the cliff and enjoying the fall, when he stood and slammed his thick cock deep. Her nails scored his shoulders as she cried out her love for him and for the way he fucked her.

He got a kick in the heart each time he heard those words from her lips. His heart was pounding and he could no more stop fucking her tight pussy than he could stop the words “Mine, this is mine, no fucking one else's” from spilling from between his gritted teeth, as the come shot from his prick. His arms came around her and they stayed in that position until their breathing began to slow down. He helped her down from the counter, and they cleaned up with a quick rinse with the showerhead before getting dressed, pulling denim over damp skin, and tangling her bra when he tried to help her put the damn thing on.

He brought his bike around front. She locked the door and hopped on behind him. She never hesitated this time, her hands held on to his belt as he accelerated down the driveway and onto the road. He pulled the bike onto a dirt two track, and they rode up into the hills of the forest. When they finally stopped at the spot he loved to come to, she could see why it held so much appeal.

“It’s beautiful here.” Seeing nothing but the colors of the forest for miles surrounding them, made her realize he was sharing something more than just his home and body with her. “You love me, I know you love me or we wouldn’t be here, and if the words never leave your lips, I’ll always know, because this is your special place.” She went to him and pulled his head down for her kiss, “I love you, and thank you for bringing me here.”

He wrapped her in his arms with her back to his front, and felt his prick begin to stir. “You have a place right here, in my arms. You have no idea how strong and invincible I feel when you say my name, or the way you fall apart when you come as I’m deep inside of you. You smile and I get hard. Damn, woman, when you hurt, I want to kill what or who hurt you. Hearing you tell me that you love me, you have no clue how that made me feel. It is indescribable.

“Fuck it all, not going to fight it. I want you in my home, smiling at me till it hurts like a bitch until I’ve got you under me screaming my name, and squeezing the come from my cock. I want to see you in my kitchen teaching Kevin to make burgers, or doing mom shit with him. He is my nephew, my sister was a drug addict, but you know that already don’t you? We are a packaged deal, if you decide to take us on, which I have every intention of making you want to stay, 'cause I refuse to let you go. And I promise you will never regret one day of it.”

She turned in his arms and shared a kiss that left them both yanking at each other’s clothing, and when Hugh pulled her to his bike and arranged her lying over the gas tank, straddling the seat, he buried his cock deep into her wet pussy.

The gas cap was between her shoulder blades and pushed her breasts up, making it convenient for his hands to play with her large mounds. He twisted the rings in her nipples and groaned, “I fuckin’ love to see these all tight and ready for my hands.” He had to bow his back to lean down and take the tender nub into his mouth, but that didn’t slow down her hips from working his cock as deep as she could inside of her hot tunnel.

Only the birds and woodland creatures witnessed the way she screamed low between her teeth as she came, and the way the man that had given her such pleasure stared at her when her eyes closed. Her hips jerked faster against his as he growled the words she thought she would never hear leave his lips as he filled her wet depths with his come. “I love you. God, woman, you make me smile inside, and you fucking know it.”

She smiled inside herself with the knowledge she alone would be the only one to see and hear this softer side of this man. And she knew she would cherish every tender moment she shared with him.

*****

The club was full of Sunday morning hungry people. As Big Dog led her into the lounge with their plates, Kevin ran over to get a hug, and stared at Future for quite a while as he sat next to his new dad. He leaned over and whispered something in his father’s ear, and got a shrug, before Big Dog stood and took the child’s hand in his. “We’ll be back in a few minutes.”

She finished her coffee and was about to gather the plates and mugs when they came back. Kevin stopped in front of her and said, “He is my new dad you know.” She nodded solemnly. Big Dog held a new leather cut out to her, and she stood to take it. He shook his head and stepped up close, holding the vest for her to put on. It was his idea of asking her to be his old lady. Wearing it was her yes answer. When he went down on his knee, she was shocked.

“Marry me.” He didn’t ask, it came out as more of a demand, but she didn’t care, she knocked him on his ass when she tackled him, landing on his gut, kissing his lips, as everyone was laughing. She didn’t notice the jeweled eyes of the skeleton in the logo that he’d customized himself.

*****

The party that followed that night was great, and Demon wove his way to the newly engaged couple that was standing around, talking to people. He plopped down on his knees and grabbed her hips in his hands before leaning over and placing a loud smacking kiss on the cheek of her ass. He got up, nodded to Big Dog, and went to the bar. The catcalls and laughter made him bow and raise his glass, “To you, my lady, may you continue to make my friend smile. Be good to each other.”

He made his way to the back rooms to take a quick nap, but could only stare in shock, until he was told to “Either join in or get the fuck out.” He shook his head and clicked the button on the door handle so any unsuspecting person checking the rooms wouldn’t see what he’d just seen. He went back to the party and ordered a well deserved whiskey in his book. He quickly downed the first one and pushed his glass toward the bartender to refill it. He walked over to the small crowd of people consisting of Knight, Big Dog, and Needles, standing next to Tarzan.

Big Dog found the expression on Demon’s face odd. He hadn’t planned to ask, but the blank faced look was so curious that he had to know what was going on. He clapped Demon on the shoulder, “Hey, buddy, what’s got you looking like a virgin on his wedding night?”

Demon finished his drink. “You don’t want to know exactly what I just saw, man, trust me on that. I go to lay down for a few and opened the backroom door, fucking Charlie has a woman.” He turned back to the bar and grabbed the beer that Joey had put there for Knight. “I need to get drunk, too fuckin’ drunk to want to get laid. That cockblocking old bastard, first the hot piece of tail waitress, and now I don’t know who he has back there with him. That old son-of-a-bitch can get women, I haven’t had one in a damned week. Now, I need eye bleach, the sight of his old ass… Fuck. I can’t even think of that.” He shuddered and knocked back the shot.

Hugh had no response for the poor bastard, he slapped him on the back again and leaned down to Future, quietly asking her if she felt like having him be good to her right now, and she laughingly nodded as he pulled her through the crowd, through the back door and into the duplex. He planned to be good to her later when they got home too. For now, the duplex would do.

Epilogue

Knight watched Big Dog haul his woman over his shoulder and head into the dark. Kevin had gone home with Muffy, his new Nana, Demon was sitting in the corner drinking himself into oblivion. Not that he blamed him after what he witnessed.

He never thought he’d be jealous to see a man voluntarily lock down like Big Dog just did today. He liked his job of riding between clubs and busting heads where it was needed. Some of the things he’d done as a Nomad for the Bastards was boring as hell, others were the adrenalin for his dark side. It was time he started earning his keep. There was a couple of threats to the club on the loose, and it was his job to eliminate those threats. Normally, he would have his friend with him on a hunt, but Demon wasn’t the same man he’d been—or maybe it was him who had changed.

He finished his beer and headed for the door. He needed to get some sleep, and be ready to ride in the morning.

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Excerpt from the Next Burning Bastards MC

Knight’s Tail – Coming Soon

One day soon he planned to take some time off. He needed a vacation. Hell he didn’t really need to get away, he just needed something different. His job as an Enforcer for the Bastards was exciting, when there was work to be done. Right now, the only work needed to finish was to find Dorsey, and sooner or later he would be found. The rat bastard was sanctioned as John Doe now, a dead man walking.

He tossed the dart, hitting square for a bull’s eye, and took the cash that Heckle handed him. “You are one lucky motherfucker, always hitting the pussy, even with darts, eh?” The dartboard was made more interesting by the fact that someone had taken a picture of Sylvia’s naked ass bent over to show her cunt lips and asshole. They’d taken the metal cage from the original dartboard, and placed it over the picture, with the high score bullseye being in the middle of the pussy shot.

Heckle was one of the coldest men Knight knew, he was also the type of man that would gamble the dimes from a dead man’s eyes. Even if he had to dig one up to get them. He once bet on the fact that the tranny he brought to the club late at night would seduce Demon into letting him suck his cock. That hadn’t gone over well. Heckle almost won that bet, until the guy saw the size of Demon’s junk and balked. He’d lost his sexy shemale voice and yelled “fuck no” when Demon grabbed his head and shoved it toward his overly impressive prick. Demon almost lost his shit when he figured out he’d been romanced by a guy. He was homophobic to a fault, and Heckle was lucky to have escaped with his teeth still in his head.

The only time he didn’t bitch about seeing another man’s erect cock, was when he was sharing a snatch. He even admitted to liking the feeling of the friction of another cock massaging his between the membranes of a woman’ asshole and cunt. Slapping balls had not been mentioned at the time, but he seemed to have no problems with that either. Knight was one of the few men Demon would share a woman with, and while he was sure there was more to the story, it was Demon’s business and his life. They might be best friends, but some lines didn’t get crossed, like asking your best friend if there was some kind of history.

The door opened behind him and from the look on Pinky’s face, you’d think they were being robbed. Her mouth opened to scream, and his hand went to his waistband before he turned slowly toward the doorway. Demon was standing in the doorway with blood dripping in his eye, and a woman’s bleeding body was hanging in his arms.