Bringing Harmony (Ops Warriors MC) (14 page)

“SPORK!” Shady yelled from the doorway and Harmony turned and grinned when she saw all of the bitches and half of the club coming in the door.

“What?” Harmony yelled.

“Your fucking name, bitch. It is Spork.” Bob laughed and Harmony groaned and put her hand in her face.

Chapter Twelve

The party was in full swing, if you could call it that.
It had been a hell of a day
, Creed thought,
the last two days had been hell
. Shit, after the whole Starbucks incident, which is what the whole fucking club was referring to it as, things had been unsettled.

Their relationship with Harmony had been strained unless they were in bed fucking her brains out and making her come and admit she belonged to them. Other than that, their woman was driving them nuts. She continually came up with plans and solutions that put herself in harm's way and they were refusing to okay her fucked up plans. This led to more fights, which led to crazy fucking hot sex.

It started when Harmony and Jimmy had dug in and searched for Lola. They found out where she had been over the last two years and none of it looked fuckin’ promising. She was wacked, and situations she was involved in tended to get wacked. They were all pissed they had missed this piece of the puzzle. Should have killed the bitch when he had the chance. Harmony wanted to rectify this oversight, she was ready to go into Savages' territory and just shoot the bitch down. Not happening until they knew how far the woman was into the Diablos, which was pretty far if the reports they were getting were any indication.

They were after the mine, the money, and the territory. Creed and Fork had called church and updated everyone in the club. It hadn’t been a pleasant meeting, but the only good thing was that everyone was on the compound grounds and under watch. Tonight they were going to solidify their alliance and then make plans to take out the Diablos for good.

“The girls have a meet tomorrow at Bitches,” Easy said as they were walking over to the main clubhouse.

“Yeah,” Creed said. “We are going to have a meeting after tonight to discuss what goes on with the Savages.”

“What about Harmony?” Fork laughed. “She has been itching to go to Bitches.”

“We can take her, she can hang with Shady and the girls while we meet.” Creed laughed.

“Learn some moves?” Poke joked.

“Tell Free to teach her the pole dance.” Fork clapped his hand on Easy’s shoulder. “We can install one in the upstairs.”

As they walked in Creed took in the scene, Tonto and the other Savages were settled into the sectionals on one side of the clubhouse, and the Warriors across the room, it was like there was an invisible line dividing the two groups. They had to get the two groups talking but the tension was thick. In the middle was the bar and Raven and Kink were manning it silently. The only movement in the room was men getting up to get their beers. The music played in the background and it still didn’t help the silence.

“Gotta make this cool,” Fork said and looked over to the Savages.

“Yeah, feels like a fucking ice cream social.” Easy laughed.

“Where are the girls?” Creed asked, looking around. They hadn’t come in yet, Harmony and the other women were giving them a chance to get used to being in the same room with each other and measuring dicks. Before the party, they had warned her to be cool, and she had agreed, for once.

“Taking shots upstairs.” Poke laughed. “Free is already drunk.”

“Hell yeah,” Easy laughed and rubbed his hands together.

“A drunk Free is a horny Free,” Poke said and held up his fist for Easy to bump.

“Oh shit,” Fork laughed and they all turned. Here came the ladies and yes, they were drunk, and loud, and dressed to fucking kill.

Shady led the way with a black leather vest, with apparently nothing on under it, she wore her leather pants and biker boots, and her hair was a mess around her shoulders. All of the women were wearing black leather in various styles but it was Harmony who drew his attention, shit, she was wearing short leather shorts and a black halter top. Her tits looked like they were about ready to bust out of the top. She wore thigh high leather boots that he imagined wrapped around his waist.

She walked directly to him and Fork; with a grin, she sat down on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Hey, sweetie,” she whispered into his ear and he smiled.
Fuck, she was theirs
.

“Babe,” Fork said and turned her head by grabbing her hair that was secured in a leather wrap and tugging. She smiled, turned, and then kissed him soundly.

“What’s up?” Shady said, motioning to the other side of the room with her head.

“Not much, talked to them when they came in, didn’t bring any of their women, didn’t want to start shit. Just waiting to see if we are going to be able to make this shit work,” Creed said. “A lot of bad blood.”

Harmony frowned and then shook her head. “Needs to be buried.”

“Let’s get a shovel,” Bob said and grinned then walked to the bar and slapped her hand down. The women laughed and waited. “Shots all around,” Bob called out and the guys all raised their eyebrows in surprise.

“Shit,” Fork said, stood and went to the bar. He whispered into Bob’s ear and the woman rolled her eyes and then walked back to where they were sitting. Fork remained at the bar and waited, not looking at Tonto or the other Savages. It only took a moment for his brother to rise and walk to the bar and stand next to Fork, he raised his chin and waited.

Harmony grinned when Raven put a shot down for both of them and they turned to each other and nodded. They drank their shots and slammed the glass back down on the bar and then did the man chest bump and the tension left the room. Harmony stood and let out a howl and the party was on!

Fork walked back to Creed and lifted his chin and Harmony threw her arms around him and kissed him.

The evening progressed and the Savages and Warriors finally started to intermix—thankfully. It seemed their call for peace was working for now.

Creed and Fork were talking to Tonto and Sandman when he heard Harmony say something to one of the Savages.

“Do your women have tats? Do any of them ride themselves, Shady does here, I am pretty sure she could take some of your guys,” she stated.

He didn’t hear the reply but then he heard her go on, shit. “Oh well we do, we are all gonna get the same tats because we are the Warrior Bitches.”

Creed grimaced; he hadn’t had a chance to tell the club about the girls' plan, too much shit had happened they needed to deal with. Sharing with the Savages their plans with the girls had not been the cards.

“Who are you?” the man asked with humor.

“Harmony,” their woman replied. “Creed and Fork’s woman.” Creed smiled when he heard her refer to herself as theirs, Fork was sitting to the side, and he heard it too and smiled. Yep, it was sinking in, finally.

“You don’t have a tat already?” The man laughed. “Then you are not their woman.”

Creed froze,
shit, fucking asshole
. He heard Harmony suck in a breath and then she said, “Yes, I am.”

“Sweetheart, if you were my woman, I would have marked your ass before you even stepped foot outside my bedroom.” The biker laughed.

“CREED! FORK!” Harmony bellowed and both men grimaced,
stupid fucker
, Creed thought when he leaned back and yelled.

“Yeah, babe.”

“Why don’t I have a tattoo?” she yelled and glared at him.

“‘Cause it is your body and I don’t tell my woman what to do with her body,” Creed yelled back and Fork yelled an agreement. Harmony grinned and nodded, then turned back to the guys and winked.

“See, I am theirs.”

“I am just saying, most bikers want to see their marks on their women.” He shrugged and then Harmony frowned and bit her lip. Shady was next to her laughing and she leaned over and listened while Harmony was whispering furiously. Creed caught Fork’s eye, shrugged, and went back to his conversation. They were solidifying their plans with Tonto and Sandman finally.

Creed lost sight of Harmony but the music got louder and the drinks flowed more. When the Savages' leaders stood to leave they shook hands. The stoic Tonto looked at him and nodded then said, “You may want to get your woman. We are out.”

Creed frowned and then turned, they had been talking for a few hours and he saw all the women in a circle at the end of a bar, a table was in the center and he could see the legs of Harmony on the table but that was it.

Fork rolled his eyes as they saw the Savages out of the house. A loud whistle from their leader and they were gone.

“Went well,” Fork said.

“Yeah, think this is gonna be good for us. They said next time we would have the whole club. First we need to get our security down completely,” Creed said and they began to walk to where Harmony was laying.

“No one got down and dirty, which is good.” Fork laughed. They had all agreed while the Savages were here no one was going to fuck, it was strictly a drinking only party until they left. Then they could cut loose. They didn’t wait apparently. Because he could see Maxi already grabbing Candy’s tit and pulling her to the sectionals. The tension had eased.

“So fucking cool. I am next,” Bob yelled, as they got closer to the table. Creed pushed past the women and frowned.

Harmony was on her stomach on the table, Kink was leaning over her with his tat gun and was putting an intricate tat on her shoulder. Fork laughed as he leaned over, it was the one Shady had shown him a few days ago that they had designed for the Warrior Bitches. The Ops Warriors and the one they designed were combined. Kink was just finishing the word underneath.

“What does it say?” Creed asked Fork who was closer.

“Creed, Spork, Fork” his friend laughed and Creed rolled his eyes. Only his woman would write Spork on her shoulder.

*****

Later that night, Creed traced his finger over Harmony’s new tat, it was hot, and Fork and he had both shown their appreciation for her new ink.

“You like that?” Harmony muttered on her stomach.

“Yeah, babe, I like that,” Creed whispered and leaned over and kissed her shoulder.

“What do you like about it?” Harmony asked.

Fork laughed. “Babe, a chick tats our names on her skin, that is fucking hot. Especially when she is our woman, the one we have been waiting for.”

Harmony rolled over, looked at them, and frowned. “You don’t think I was just being weird, I mean we could break up, you could dump me, then I am stuck with these weird ass tats on me.”

“When are you going to get it?” Creed said, staring down at her seriously.

“Get what?” Harmony frowned.

Creed sighed and Fork turned her face to him. “We are not going to dump you, we are not going to change our minds. We decided two years ago you were ours. I can’t explain it, we just fit. The time we are together, learning new things about you, I can tell you, that everything you show us makes me love you more than what I do when I wake up in the morning.”

“You love me?” she whispered and her heart stopped.

Creed laughed. “When you walked into the compound and began yelling at us, I knew we had missed out. When you unlocked yourself from the handcuffs, I knew we had found our match. But, babe, that first time you came apart in our arms and fucking screamed our names. You owned us. You own us, we own you. If it makes you feel better, I will tat your name wherever you want on me because there is nothing in this world that will take you away from us.”

Harmony felt the tears gathering in her eyes. “You love me?”

“Yeah, babe, we love you,” Fork said and kissed her gently and then laughed when Harmony pulled back and began to yell.

“Holy shit, you love me!” She cried and hugged them both.

“Get your ass down here, babe.” Fork laughed as she jumped on the bed between them.

“Fine,” Harmony laughed and then laid back down between them.

Fork reached up, trailed his finger down her neck to her breast, and circled her nipple. It stood at attention as he teased her. Creed leaned in and licked her other straining nipple and she had to fight the urge to grab the back of their heads and put them where she wanted them. The moisture was flowing between her legs and she rubbed her thighs together. Shit, this was so much more, knowing they loved her and would do anything to protect her. Fuck, this was all consuming, and she wanted to wrap them in her love and show them she could be the woman they needed.

Creed let his hand drift down her stomach and then to her pussy. He pushed two fingers into her forcefully and she moaned.
Fuck yeah
, she thought and moved her hips as he ground his hand in her wet cunt. Fork kissed her passionately and wasn’t giving her a chance to catch her breath, she was on to them, they loved doing this to her. If they kept her breathless and on edge, she would come so many times they had been keeping count now. There was something about them both touching her and the feel of their four hands on her that drove her to distraction.

Fork pulled back and looked down at her, then he began to kiss his way down one side of her neck while Creed joined him and started on the other side, finally, both of them latched on to her nipples at the same time and she threw her head back and moaned. The dual sensations were enough to drive her wild, but add to the difference of the mouths, and she was wiggling with pent up need. Damn it, this is what they did every single time to her.

"I'm gonna have my nighttime snack," Creed murmured against her now peaked nipple and kissed his way down her stomach. She felt his hot breath on her mound and wanted to beg him to hurry.

Fork palmed the breast Creed just left and continued to suck and nip at her, making her writhe under him. "I love your breasts; they are perfect, just like you. Babe, I need you to touch me,” he whispered. She moved her arm between them, trailed her hand down his taunt stomach, and finally grasped his thick hard cock. It was weepy with pre-cum already. She smoothed the thick liquid around the tip of his head and then tugged him up. She almost screamed when Creed swiped her pussy lips. She had been so focused on the job at hand, that she forgot where Creed was.