Severed Angel (8 page)

"Hold on." He grunts before pounding me. I gasp, the feeling of Angel's cock inside of me is incredible. Oh God this is amazing.

I'm screaming so loudly I think the whole clubhouse can hear, but at this moment in time I don't fucking care. I just want Angel to keep pumping his large cock in me. If he stops now I think I will kill him. My boobs are jiggling like crazy as he pumps faster and faster and I start to feel it. No way! Me climaxing from Angels mouth was surprise enough because that's never happened to me but a second orgasm? And during sex? Never happened.

"More." I scream and Angel pumps faster.

"Harder." I demand and he pounds a little harder.

It's not enough so I start to push back on him. Fuck me I'm going to come. Angel reaches down and flicks my clit. All it takes is that one touch and I'm flying into unbelievable bliss. I feel Angel's release and scream, my face planting
on the bed.

Angel collapses on top of me and rolls us so he's lying behind me, spooning me. Our breathing matches as we pant together.

"Oh God I'm so hot." I'm sweating like a bitch.

Angel bites my shoulder. "Yeah you fucking are. You dirty bitch."

I can't help but laugh. "Who would have thought sweet little Eve likes it rough?" he murmurs.

"You learn something new every day." I tease.

I jump up from the bed in need of a cool shower. I'm too hot and bothered and need to cool down.

"Where the fuck you going?"

"Shower."

I'm only in there for about two minutes when Angel joins me and I smile. I knew he wouldn't be able to resist. He quickly turns me so that my back hits the cold tile wall, lifting me with ease, I throw my legs around his waist. "Ready for round two?"

I don't have chance to answer before he thrusts into me again. I groan loudly as he fills me, it feels so damned good. Angel continues to slam into me while the water flows over us. His bright blue eyes looking deep into mine as he consumes me. Man this biker can fuck! Just looking at him you know this is a man who will fuck you senseless. That is what he is doing to me right now. I can't think of anything else but Angel as he takes me up against the shower wall. I feel his cock bumping against my cervix, a slight pain that adds to the stunning pleasure. He growls as I scream.

"Scream louder baby." And I do. Every time his thick, luscious cock enters me.

We both scream out our releases and Angel slides me back down the wall. He kisses me, holding my hand as we walk out of the shower. I didn't expect him to be sweet like this, he even grabs the towel and dries me. Well, I think he's sweet until I realize he's just doing it to cop a feel of my body. This makes me laugh and he grins at me. It's a lazy, sexy seductive smile that promises sex with a hint of danger.

We lay down together in his bed. This is all so unreal.

"I don't usually share my bed Princess." His voice is thick with sleepiness, it's so fucking hot.

"Well you can leave." I offer, hoping like fuck he turns me down.

He chuckles. "Nope, not going anywhere." He lays one of his strong legs over mine and an arm over my waist. "And neither are you."

My eyes become heavy as the heat from his body soothes me to sleep.

Gabe

I wake up with Eve in my arms and I'm surprised I don't feel panicked. There's a little there under the surface because I don't know what this means, but I don't feel like running away from her again.

Thinking back to last night, seeing her with Ink hurt, and I don't know if it's anger or jealousy. I think I need to have a chat with my brother, he says he likes her and I can see he cares for her. Something's happening here, fuck if I know what it is but I will not let anyone stop it. Ink needs to know to step back.

Eve shuffles causing my dick to harden against her back. Last night was totally unexpected. I'd never have guessed there was such a dirty girl hiding under her sweet exterior. I definitely want to experience that again. Tonight if I'm lucky. I just have to make sure I don't piss her off again.

Maybe I should let her come to me this time? I don't want her to make a mistake because she's grieving and no-one else is giving her the time of day. She might not have given up the goods as fast otherwise. I'm a little pissed at the old ladies actually. The only other person talking to her is Ink and he's pissing me off. I hate the idea of him working his way in and getting closer to her than I am. Maybe I should claim her? Somehow I don't think she would like that, but at least my brothers would know to stay away while I work out what the fuck is going on between us. I could do it without her knowing, but she's bound to find out and that would just fuck everything up. She's going home after the wedding so perhaps she just wants a little fun. I can do that, show her what a real man can offer a woman. Ruin her so she'll always compare other men to me.

I look at the time and see I have to get up. I'm meeting Dragon, we're going to see this cop contact of his. The club trusts Dragon's loyalty, but it won't hurt for the President and VP of Severed to be involved.

I don't want Eve waking up to find me gone, but I don't want to wake her. She looks fucking gorgeous sleeping. There's no sadness covering her beauty. Ironically she looks like a sleeping angel. It's the first time since she got here I've seen her look at peace. I do have to leave now though so I quietly get up and dress, she doesn't stir at all so I decide to leave her sleeping as I slip out the door.

***

Eve

When I wake up the next morning I'm beautifully sore, smiling at the memories. Last night was the best sex I have had hands down. I don't even have to think about it. The only competition Angel had was fucking douche
-bag and he doesn't even rate a comparison. How am I supposed to move on after sex like that?

The truth is I don't want to, but I can't tell him that. I'm not fucking stupid.

I shift a little, realizing Angel isn't in bed. Maybe he's in the bathroom? Slowly turning over I can see the bathroom door is open. I listen for any noise indicating he's in there, but nothing. I sit up, eyes scanning the room, his clothes have gone. The fucking dick has fucked me and left.

How dare he treat me like one of his club whores.

I get up and shower again, trying to ignore the hot sex flashbacks whilst I wash my hair. I decide to dress in my short denim skirt and tight white vest top, making sure to put on the push up bra that makes the most of my boobs. I'll make him regret treating me like this. He's not getting inside my panties again.

***

After getting some breakfast and soothing my anger a little, Ink approaches me. Perfect. I'm sitting at the bar getting to know the Prospects a little better when he comes over and gives them a nod. I realize this is a signal for them to leave as they give me a smile, leaving me alone with him.

"How did it go last night?" Ink smirks.

My eyes widen and my cheeks become hot. "What do you mean?"

One of his eyebrows lifts. "I saw Angel go to your room last night and I didn't see him for the rest of the night."

Oh. My. God. My face is on fire. Ink laughs, but it doesn't sound sincere. "Chill babe."

I take a big gulp of my water, wishing now that I'd taken up the offer of something stronger.

After a couple of minutes of awkward silence I can feel Ink's eyes on me, I look everywhere but at him.

"You look smoking today Eve."

I give him a smile pushing out my chest, he's back to his flirting. "Thank you."

He strokes a finger down one of my bare legs. "So about this tattoo you want?"

I chuckle. He's not going to give up and I'm coming around to the idea. "It's a heart with wings either side. Some red roses underneath and I don't know whether to have something for my daughter next to it."

He looks like he's picturing my tattoo in his head. "You could have her initials? Either on top or inside?" Yeah that could look good. "Where do you want it?"

I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know."

He looks me over and I know he's checking me out. "I think lower back."

"Lower back it is." I smile widely.

"Why haven't you already had it done?"

I'd told him a little about my douche-bag ex last night. "My ex wouldn't let me."

"He sounds like a great man." Ink frowns and I scoff.

"Yeah you bet."

"Why did you break up?"

"He left me."

"What the fuck?"

"Yep. He'd gone before I woke up and left me a note. He said he didn't want anything to do with either me or my daughter. Said he never even wanted to be a father." I feel some tears building but they're not for him. They're for my baby girl.

Ink strokes my back, soothing me. "Don't get upset over that fucker babe."

"No I'm not. I'm just upset for my daughter."

"How old is she?"

"Two." I grin widely, picturing Elizabeth.

He smiles back. "I bet she looks just like you."

I get out my phone and show him a few pictures of her. Fresh tears gather. I miss her so much.

"She's beautiful Eve." He looks me straight in the eye. "Promise me you won't settle for a fucker like that again."

I'm nodding my head when I notice Teresa walk in. My eyes follow her as she walks out back. There are always members out there so Prez said it would be okay for me to go out there. I really need to talk to her. It's killing me having her mad at me. I came here for her, and now I don't know what to do.

I shoot up from my stool and go after her. Ink grabs onto my arm and I know by the look on his face he's going to tell me to leave her, but I can't. "I need to talk to her."

Ink doesn't look happy but he lets me go. I can sense him following me as I speed walk after Teresa.

She's walking towards a spare bench and I feel eyes on me as I walk closer. They know what I know. She's not going to listen and she's well known for
throwing a bitch fit or two, so she's bound to throw one now. I call after her. "Teresa."

She stops walking and turns slowly, a scowl set in place. "I don't wanna
talk to you Eve." She dismisses me.

"Please Teresa. I'm so sorry." A tear falls down my cheek.

"I don't have time for this shit right now. Just fuck off yeah?"

That hits me hard. How dare she talk to me like that. I've had enough of people walking all over me. First I took shit from my mother, then douche
-bag for years, Angel this morning and now Teresa. The girl I thought was my best friend, my sister. "I lost him too you know." I shout and see her tense. "He was like a father to me and I lost him too. I know it's all on me and I'm so fucking sorry, but I'm fucking hurting too. I've let you talk to me like shit and ignore me but I've had enough. I came here for you. Look what's happened to me now. I'm being hunted by a fucking madman called Satan for fucks sake!"

She takes a step towards me and I stand my ground. "You think that's my fault?" She sneers.

"I didn't say that. I'm saying that you're so hung up in your own shit you can't see I'm hurting as well. You've got everyone here for you and I have no-one. I'm tired of everyone looking at me like I'm shit. Maybe I should just leave and go home."

She gives me a nasty smile, she looks like a total bitch right now. "Yeah, maybe you should. Go on Eve, fuck off home."

I gasp. I don't think about what happens next, it just happens. I lunge forward, pushing her to the ground. She curses at me and jumps up going to grab for my hair. I duck and manage to slap her. Shit, that stings. She lands a punch to my stomach when we're suddenly ripped apart. Each of us still trying to get a last shot in.

The roar of Prez' voice makes us both freeze. "What the fuck?" I sag against the man behind me. Catching his scent I roll my eyes. Fucking Angel. "I thought you were fucking best friends?"

Teresa and I both laugh. "Yeah that was before." she hisses.

"I said I was sorry." I shout.

"Enough! Elvis' death isn't on Eve. Stop this shit now." Angel roars behind me.

Prez turns Teresa in his arms, looking down at her. "He's right sugar."

Teresa breaks down in his arms and he carries her back inside. I look around to see Ink standing close by and around twenty other members stood watching me, including some of the old ladies. They are looking at me differently. Can I hope that that's respect I finally see in their eyes?

Ink steps up to me, I'm still held in Angel's stupidly big sexy arms. He reaches his hand out and I lift mine to meet it, but Angel yanks me back. Bikers and old ladies are watching curiously.

"Come on babe, I'll take you inside." Ink says.

"Nah, I'll do that brother." Angel flips me to face him. His eyes travel over me, inspecting for damage I guess. "You good?"

I nod my head. Angel grips me harder, then throws me over his shoulder in a fireman's lift. I squeal. "Angel! Put me down."

I feel his hand on my backside, ensuring no-one can see up my skirt. "Catch you later Ink."

He carries me past everyone, still flipped over his shoulder. What the fuck is he doing? I look up and see Ink watching us, then lay my head back down in defeat. I don't want to see who we pass, this is embarrassing.

When we get to my room he drops me on the bed. I let out a huff. "I can walk Angel."

"Yeah, but I wanted to carry you." He gives me that sexy ass grin of his.

I frown at him, indicating the door behind him. "You can leave now."

He stuffs his hands in his pockets. "What the fuck? Why you pissed?"

Is he stupid? "Oh let me think? Oh yeah. Might be something to do with me waking up alone this morning, no fucking note or anything."

A lopsided grin appears on his sexy face. "I don't do notes Princess."

I huff, crossing my arms over my chest. His eyes zero in on my boobs. Yeah that's right, have a good look at what you can't have.

"You could have woken me. You made me feel like a whore. Is that what I am Angel? A whore? Well I won't be one."

He frowns down at me and then sits in front of me. "Let's get one thing straight. You
ain't a whore and I've never thought you were."

I don't know what to say so I keep my mouth shut.

"I left because I had shit to do with Prez and Dragon. I didn't wanna wake you. You were lying there all peaceful and shit."

Well fuck. I didn't expect him to say that. I feel like an idiot. He could have at least let me know though. What's a girl supposed to think? Hearing that he didn't want to wake me I'm left confused as to how I feel about him.

He sighs heavily and stands. I don't look up at him though. I hear him taking off his boots. "Look at me Princess."

I don't and his hands come to my face, forcing me look at him. He stands back again, slowly unbuttoning his jeans.

"Watch me Eve." He strips before me, I couldn't look away if I wanted to. Angel naked is an image I want to always remember.

He reaches for me, lifting me up. I don't stop him when he starts to undress me. When we're both naked he leads me to the shower.

"Come on, I need to wash off."

I rush to join him. He hands me his shower gel and I immediately get to work. Washing his fantastic body, I show a certain hard part of him a little extra care. When I'm done he returns the favor. His large hands on me feel amazing. I wish every shower could be like this. He turns off the
water, stepping out. He picks me up, moving us back to the bedroom, and I start to become even more excited. I'm already worked up from seeing Angel naked and now, more than anything else, I want him to fuck me.

Instead of flipping me like last night, he lays me on m
y back, settling himself over me. Before his lips can distract me I remind him. "Angel, we need protection. We didn't use any yesterday."

I remembered that shortly after I woke up this morning, realizing how fucking stupid we'd been. He smirks down at me.

"You on the pill?" I nod my head. "I'm clean, I trust you. I don't want anything in between us. It feels too fucking good."

Without waiting for me to answer he enters me and I throw my head back. "
Ahhh." I moan loudly.

"Feel me." Angel grunts.