Creed: Fallen Angel's MC (8 page)

Creed

I swear on all that is holy I want to spank that girls ass like she’s never been spanked before. The way she talks only makes it that much harder on me. I couldn’t believe she went into that office and talked the way she did to Sharp. I’m even more surprised that he didn’t flip his shit.

Heading back down stairs I don’t see her anywhere so I head towards the back to my room. I need to rest and think shit through. I don’t know if having Jada here is a good idea but I sure as hell can’t throw her out on her ass and there is no fucking way in hell any of my brothers are touching her.

Pushing my door open I walk in closing it behind me when I see Jada curled up in the middle of my bed.

“I didn’t ask for any of this.” Her words hit me like a fucking punch to the face.

“I know you didn’t. Like he said though, it’s your choice darlin’.”  I walk over and sit on the edge of the bed but she doesn’t move at first. I leave my wooly in place on my head before I flip my glasses onto the table. I don’t know what the fuck to do here.

“I want to go home, Creed.” I can hear the tears in her voice. She’s hurting again and I know it.

“You want to go back to that motherfucker?” Standing now, I’m pissed. I will chain her ass to the bed if I have to. I won’t let him use her and fuck her up like that. It isn’t happening.

Jada sits up and looks over at me, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Not to him. I want to go home Creed. I want to go see my brother. I want my life back.” Choking on her sobs, I pull my hat off and drop it to the floor. Running my hand through my hair, I climb on the bed and straight towards her.

Pulling Jada into my chest I’m ecstatic that she lets me.

“I miss him too. More than you fuckin’ know.” I rock her in my arms as tears fall from my eyes. I don’t cry anymore or at least I haven’t. Not since Jason died. I miss my best friend, my brother.

“He would hate this for you sweetheart. He would  be pissed at me for lettin’ shit happen to you but worst of all he would be pissed that I can’t fuckin’ help myself when I’m around you. He warned me to stay away from you and I didn’t fuckin’ listen.” My chest heaves from all the tears but Jada still sobs louder. My heart rips in half.

“He would be proud of you, Creed. He was always proud of you.” I know she’s trying to help but she isn’t. Not when I know the truth.

“I’ve become a monster, a killer. I have killed so many people. I don’t deserve anything, I don’t deserve you.” I’ve just laid it all on the line right then and there for her. She knew I had a past but she didn’t know I killed. That’s a part of me I didn’t want her to have but I just gave it.

“You’re not a monster. You deserve a lot more than I can give you Creed but that doesn’t change the fact that I love you.” I sit dead still. She really loves me after everything else? How could she?

“I think I want to go home too.”  Jada pulls back and looks up at me. Her little teary eyes haunting my soul. She leans up and runs her lips across mine. I can’t get used to this.

Against my better judgment I crush her lips with mine. I savor the feel of her. I want to be inside of her, owning her.

“I love you, Jada.” Laying her back on the bed slowly, I climb on top of her. I yank her jeans down first I move to her shirt next.

“You are so perfect.” Leaning down I suck her nipple into my mouth. Teasing it with my teeth and flicking it with my tongue, her hips grind against me. She is so fucking horny already.

“Creed I have always loved you.” Her whispers touch me. The desire I have for her is clearly visible. I want every drop of her. She is the most beautiful person that I have ever laid my eyes on and she is here with me,  in my bed.

After I have us both naked I slide down kissing her stomach before moving lower. Shoving her legs apart I enjoy my view. I lean in sliding my tongue over her wetness as she arches her back. I knew she would taste good but this is downright amazing.

“Creed!” Just the way she says my name makes my dick ache with a whole new need. I slide my tongue in her perfect little hole before I bring my finger down to her clit.

Small, soft rubs at first while I tongue fuck her to no end. Sliding it in and out, her hands fly down to grip my hair. Jada tugs it roughly but little does she know that only encourages me to move my fingers faster.

I work her little clit over before sucking it into my mouth. Her cries could wake up the whole clubhouse if there wasn’t a party going on. Thank god for the extra noise.

“Creed. Oh god, Creed.”  Sucking a few more rough ones, I know she’s close to coming and she isn’t doing that until my dicks inside of her.

I pull back quickly but before she can react, I have my dick slamming into her.

“Scratch me baby. I want to feel you everywhere.” Growling against her neck, I bite down gently at first. My body’s on fire and I know she is feeling it too.

“You like this darlin’? You like me fuckin’ you hard?” The way my body slams into hers sets me off. My balls’ slapping her ass is a whole other level of lust that I didn’t know I could feel.

“Harder!” Her cries send a shiver through my body. Damn, she wants me harder I will fuck her harder.

Gripping her leg in one hand, I go in deeper. Thrust after thrust I drive my dick down into her tight little pussy. I never knew being this deep would make me feel so connected to her but it does on a deeper level.

“Creed!” Her nails dig into my back until I feel the burn of her breaking skin before I lose all control.

I come inside of her harder than I ever have before when I feel her tighten and explode. I never knew coming with her could send me into oblivion but everything about Jada seems to set me off.

I let my dick finish twitching before I  pull out of her.

“I will talk to Sharp about gettin’ a little break and ridin’ home for a few days.” I pull Jada against me and the sigh that leaves her throat settles me. I don’t know what I’m going to do if she chooses to not stay here but then again I never asked her to stay. Taking on an old lady isn’t something you take lightly and I’m not 100% sure that I’m ready for that but I know for damn sure that I don’t want to lose Jada again. She means too much to me.

Jada

Being at the Fallen Angel’s clubhouse has been a little strange to me. After spending so much time at Kenny’s this one seems to be the exact opposite.

Creed went to talk to Sharp about getting a break so we can head back to our hometown for a few days. The thought of it scares me a little since it’s been so long since I’ve been there but I need to see my brother. Well, what’s left of him anyways. I used to go to his grave every day before I left and it somehow calmed me, like I knew he was with me. Now I just feel like I’ve lost him again and I can’t handle that anymore.

A knock on the door pulls me out of my droopy thoughts of the past.

I walk over and pull the door open to find the little whore that Creed was dancing with the other night.

“Did you want something?” I watch the little bitch roll her eyes at me and I want slap the shit out of her before she speaks.

“Yeah, I want to talk to Creed.” Wow, this bitch doesn’t take a hint.

“Clearly he isn’t here or I wouldn’t be dressed.” Smiling to myself I must say that was well played.

“You think you are something special but I was in that bed long before you.”  Oh hell no she didn’t! Taking a step towards her, she takes a step back.

“Well, he obviously didn’t like what you had to offer. You know that moving on to bigger and better things? He did that.” I obviously struck a nerve with this bitch because she comes at me full force. That’s ok I’m ready for her.

Fists fly from me but she is a typical female, pulling at my hair and scratching me. That isn’t my style anymore not after living with Kenny.

We go at it pretty good until I hear yelling and someone’s hands are on me pulling me off of her. Dumb bitch better not knock on my door again. The reality of what I was just thinking hits me hard as I calm down in someone’s arms. I thought my room. Could that be possible? I don’t know if I want this kind of life forever but I don’t want to lose Creed again either.

“What the fuck you two doin’?” The man’s voice startles me a little but he is right by my ear.

“Get the fuck off me!” I struggle against the man not wanting anyone’s hands on me right now but he doesn’t loosen his grip.

“Calm down darlin’.” His voice is starting to piss me off being so close. He needs to take his hands off me.

“You little bitch! I will have him again. You are temporary.” Did she just call me temporary? What the fuck?

“You were temporary.” Creed’s voice booms behind her before I see him walking down the hallway towards us. His eyes are wide as he takes in his brother holding onto me the way he is, that doesn’t seem to faze the monstrous man behind me either.

“Seems you have a little situation here brother.” The man behind me chuckles before Creed looks at his hands then back to his face.

“You think you might wanna take your hands off my girl?” Creed’s eyes hold a new power to them as he looks at the guy over my shoulder. 

“Just breakin’ up your little girlfriend’s brother.” The man’s hands let me go before I surge back at the bitch that called me temporary. Why call someone that anyway? Illiterate bitch.

My hands ball into fists as I move towards her again but before I can get to her Creed scoops me up in his arms.

“What the hell? Put me down!” Screaming at him only gets him to laugh which seems to be what the guys do around here.

“Settle down darlin’.” His breath tickles my neck making me squirm.

“You got a little situation back here brother.” The guy holding the bitch back laughs before I notice the fat lip I gave her. Then I lose it, I can’t stop the giggles that burst from me.

Everyone looks at me like I lost my mind but this is the first time I have felt any kind of freedom. If I would have went after anyone at the Shadow’s clubhouse it would have been my ass getting beat right now.

“As sexy as that giggle is you wanna tell me what the hell is goin’ on?” Creed brushes his lips over my neck before nipping at my earlobe. Jesus Christ this man is melting my insides.

“That bitch came knocking on my fucking door looking for you.” Shit before I realize it I said it out loud although no one corrects me.

“I wanted to talk to you, Creed. This bitch just flew at me out of nowhere.” Fat lip over there keeps looking at me like she is and I may hit her again when Creed let’s go of me.

Creed must feel the tension mounting up in me because his lips come down on my neck again. Asshole. He knows how to calm me down and I wasn’t ready to calm down yet.

“You have nothin’ to say to me, Jenny. That shit is over.” Feeling the laugh creep up again I try to suppress it but the look on her face is making if difficult.

“We have been together, Creed! I was supposed to be your old lady.” Creed cuts her off before she finishes what she’s saying.

“You’re a goddamn Angel chaser, Jenny! Don’t you ever think you will be more than that around here.” Everyone standing there breaks into laughter. The guys all look at her like she lost her mind. Clearly this girl thought she had something going on around this club but that looks like it backfired on her.

“You don’t mean that.”  Jenny’s eyes fill with tears and I almost feel sorry for her. No, actually I don’t.  She brought that on herself.

“Tank take this bitch outta here.” Creed points to Jenny before gripping me tighter.

“You take that sweet ass of yours back in our room so I don’t have to see my brother’s hands on you again. I almost ripped his heart out right then.” The way he growls against my neck and the tone of his voice lets me know he would do just that.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have gone after her.” Creed spins me in his arms so I’m looking at him.

“Fuck that, Jada. She came to the wrong door darlin’. She got what she deserved.” The slight smile that plays at his lips makes me smile.

“Were you really with her?” I can’t stop myself from asking him.

“That was before you, sweetheart. I promise you I want no one else but you.” His lips crush mine in a frantic kiss. He is putting his heart in this and I can feel it.

“I got it approved for our little trip but there is a catch.” Creed pulls back smiling at me like a crazy man. My heart leaps in my chest though at the thought of going home.

“What is it?”  I snake my arms around his waist waiting for him to talk.

“We have to take one of the guys with us. Just for protection.” I know there is more to it that he isn’t telling me, I can see it in his eyes.

“But not until after I fuck you like crazy again.” His words send shivers through me. I love this man beyond words.

Creed

Feeling Jada wrapped around me on the back of my bike feels so fucking good. Her thighs wrapped around mine are heavenly. She is so fucking warm against me, her head resting on my back.

Tank follows closely behind us on his bike. With all the shit with the Shadow’s, Sharp didn’t want us to go alone. I get his concern and I appreciate him giving me the time off to handle this.

It wasn’t just about going home for a break, it’s more than that. I need to make a decision on what to do about Jada. I know she has to make her own choices too but if I decide she’s staying then I made her choice for her.

Pulling into our hometown my body buzzes with anticipation. I don’t know what’s going to happen while we’re here and it makes me nervous. I haven’t been back here in years and I never thought I would until Jada asked. I would give this girl anything she ever wanted.

We roll through town slowly as I feel Jada’s hands tighten around me. I know she’s just as nervous as I am about this.

Pulling off into the hotel parking lot, I called ahead and made the reservations.

“You grew up here Creed?” Tank climbs off his bike next to us smiling.

“Yeah. Long time ago brother.” My face never changes. It’s true; I haven’t been that Creed in a long fucking time.

I help Jada off the bike before I notice the look on her face. She looks so sad and distant.

“You know everything’s gonna be ok right?”  Gripping her shoulders I pull her into my chest, soothing her.

“I don’t know if it is Creed. What if Kenny comes after me?”  Pulling her back slightly, I look down into her eyes.

“I won’t let him hurt you. Do you trust me?” The look in her eyes gives me the answer to that. She doesn’t trust me anymore. I can’t say that I blame her though, I did fuck up.

I drop my hands from her before running my hand through my hair. I don’t know how I’m going to convince her that I’m not the same man I was years ago. Hell, I need to convince myself because I’ve become worse than I ever was.

“Creed, it’s all been so much. I just… I don’t know.” Shaking my head, I don’t want to hear it. I know what she has running through her head; it’s basically on display for everyone to see.

Creed the piece of shit that walked away when she needed him the most. The bastard that fucked her on the roof of her house and ran like a bitch. It might as well be a fucking banner flying above my head.

“Don’t worry about it. Let’s get checked in.” Pulling the small bags we packed out of the saddlebags, I turn to walk towards the entrance. I know she wants to say something else but I close myself off from her. She should fear me, I’m a monster.

“You two are some fucked up motherfuckers.” Tank laughs as he stands next to me at the desk. Glancing over my shoulder I see Jada off in the corner.

“I fucked up brother. I made a mess of that girl a long fuckin’ time ago.”  Tank nods his head as I check us in. The man at the desk passes us our keys and I turn to head towards the room.

“She loves you though brother. I can see that shit.” Shaking my head, I walk over to where she stands looking out the window.

“Rooms ready.”  Jada nods her head slightly but doesn’t look up at me. This is going to be a long fucking trip if it keeps going like this.

Heading towards the rooms, I feel uncomfortable. I hate that Jada feels the way she does and I hate that I fucking caused it.

“This is me. Let me know what we're doin’ brother.” Stopping I look at Tank.

“Thanks brother.” Nodding his head, he goes in his room closing the door behind him. The fucking tension is mounting between me and Jada and I feel like a weight is on my damn chest.

Sliding the key card, I walk in first dropping the bags to the floor as soon as Jada closes the door. I spin around grabbing her shoulders, slamming her against the wall. Her eyes are wide and scared. She’s been through this before but this is different. It’s deliberate.

My mouth crushes hers before she can object. I need to taste every drop of her. My dick responds to every little moan that escapes her.

“What are you doing?” Her eyes dart to mine sending waves of desire through my body. Those eyes are all I see when I go to sleep.

“Jada, I don’t know what the fuck I’m doin’ here. Since I saw you again, I can’t fuckin’ stop thinkin’ about you.” Jada shakes her head slowly, her eyes welling with tears.

“I don’t know how to do this anymore. I don’t even know how to live anymore.” Shoving her face into my chest, I hold her. Rubbing her hair down her back, I want to take all the pain away from her. Every bad memory she has I want to erase.

I pull away from her before wiping the tears away from her eyes.

“Let’s just go see Jason.” Jada nods her head before we head back to the door.

Knocking on Tank’s door I watch Jada chew on her bottom lip behind me. She seems to be contemplating something. I’m sure there’s a lot going on inside her head.

“We ridin’?” Tank grabs his cut as I nod.

“Headin’ to the cemetery.” Tank nods and follows us awkwardly out to the parking lot. Jada doesn’t look like she wants to be anywhere near me at the moment but I guess that’s just too fucking bad for her.

“Get on the bike.” Snapping at her, she flickers her eyes towards me. The pure look of hatred flows through them.

I shake my head and look towards Tank.

“Drive her.” Tank gives me an unknowing look considering I almost ripped his throat out before we left for touching her.

“I can walk.” Jada snaps and walks off. This girl is going to fucking have me tie her sexy ass to a bed before this day is over.

“You ain’t walkin’ anywhere sweetheart. Pick a god damn bike and get the fuck on it.” The growl rips my throat; frankly I’m sick of playing these little games with her.

“You aren’t my husband Creed. Don’t fucking tell me what to do!” Her yells are a little louder getting some stares from other people walking around.

“If I had my fuckin’ way you’d be a lot more than that to me! Now get the fuck on the bike.” Just as I’m about to take a step towards her she turns around and stomps over to my bike. I watch her throw her sexy little leg over it and sit with such an attitude I want to bend her over and spank her ass on the damn bike.

Glancing over at Tank he smirks and shakes his head. This is such bullshit.

Climbing on I grab her hands roughly and yank them around my waist before I take off.