The Last Riders - First Four Votes (105 page)

L
ily was sitting
on the side of the bed, brushing her hair, with Shade lying down on his side in the bed, watching her.

“What’s going to happen to him?” Lily asked.

“Not much, since you’ve already told Knox that you weren’t kidnapped, it was a family reunion. Several government agencies aren’t very happy with you right now.”

Lily shrugged her shoulders, not concerned. “How about that man who was after him?”

“He’s a different matter. Since he believes in letting everyone do his dirty work for him, he wasn’t hurt. He’s in Knox’s jail, waiting for the Texas Rangers to come and get him. I imagine he’s planning more song and dance, holding the whereabouts of those women to himself.”

“I hope not. I’m going to pray for him to let those women go tonight.”

“You do that, Lily. I have a feeling he’s going to need your prayers tonight,” Shade said, stroking her back.

Lily set her hairbrush on the table then stood up, looking down into her husband’s eyes. “It’s my turn.”

She watched Shade’s grin widen as he scooted over on the bed, patting the mattress. She knew exactly what he was expecting, what she always chose—him making sweet, passionate love to her where she felt like the most precious woman on earth. She knew she was blessed and would remember to thank God every day.

Lily shook her head. “Uh, uh. I want you to stand up.”

Shade didn’t try to hide his surprise. He scooted out of the bed, standing next to it. She went around the room, turning the overhead light off, leaving the bedside lamps on. Then she went to his cabinet, opening the side that was his. Turning, she walked to stand directly in front of him where she took off her robe and tossed it onto the chair by their bed.

Looking at Shade’s astonished expression as she stood completely naked, she knelt in front of him, placing her hands on her lap, palms up. She lowered her head to her chest, giving him the complete submission Shade would never demand or ask from her.

He stood there in silence for several seconds.

“You did very well, Lily. Thank you.” She heard him clear his throat. “The other night I told you that you were not allowed to kiss other men to show your gratitude, yet you did so today, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I also said one man in particular you were not allowed to touch. Who was it?”

“Pastor Dean, Sir.”

“Have you got anything to say for yourself?

“I’m very sorry, Sir. I won’t do it again.”

“Thank you for your apology, but that won’t get you out of your punishment.”

“I didn’t think it would, Sir. I deserve your punishment for disobeying you.”

As Shade went to his cabinet, she wanted to watch what he was doing, yet she kept her eyes forward.

“Lay down on the bed.”

Lily immediately went to the bed and lay down. She heard a package open and close then Shade was on the bed, bending between her thighs. She felt something cold and slick then Shade was sliding something inside of her.

“Sir?”

“I didn’t give you permission to talk.”

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

She felt another cold object inserted inside of her and then Shade climbed off the bed, going to the bathroom. Lily heard the running water.

“You did very well, Lily. Since this is the first time I used them on you, I will tell you that I inserted two metal balls inside of you. They will add to our enjoyment tonight. Now, I want you to get up and get dressed.”

Lily almost broke and spoke; instead, she dressed in the clothes that Shade handed her: a new pair of tight, black jeans and a sweatshirt then a thick jacket and boots. Lily dressed without talking. Shade also dressed and then waited for her by the bedroom door.

They left their house, walking behind it, down the pathway. When Shade got on the bike, she expected him to hand her a helmet, but he didn’t. She couldn’t hide her grin, getting on behind him.

The metal balls had generated a thrill of excitement as she had walked. She could already feel herself getting wet and warm. She thought sitting down would decrease the effect; she was wrong, especially when the throbbing, roaring motorcycle went wide open on a dark mountain road. She couldn’t prevent her moans after five minutes. She didn’t have an orgasm; no, it was a tease. The balls and the throbbing motorcycle drove her from one peak after another without letting her come. Her hands held onto the front of his jeans for dear life while all she wanted was to rip those jeans open and beg him to take her.

It was one of the warmer days of winter. It was cold but not unbearable. As Shade slowed his bike, turning into a clearing, Lily recognized they were in a private cove off the lake where she had first seen Shade and the other Last Riders. Shade cut the bike off not far from the water. They sat there in the quiet for a few minutes, but Lily couldn’t sit without moving around on the seat.

“I remember the day I saw you here in the lake. I’ve thought of how beautiful you were and how frightened you looked. I wanted to protect and fuck you at the same time. I thought the years I had to wait for you were a nightmare, but all those days and years combined didn’t equal the torture of not knowing where you were today and that I couldn’t protect you.”

Lily didn’t care if she got in trouble; she got off the bike, coming around to face him. She touched his face, rubbing her thumb over his smooth cheek. “Shade, I’m not going to say I’m not afraid of dying because I am. Everyone is. But today, what I was most afraid of wasn’t dying; it was the fear of being separated from you. I prayed that, if I died, I would forget you because I knew, if I remembered you, I would be in Hell.”

Shade jerked her to him, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth, exploring every part as if he was memorizing the feel and taste of her. When Lily’s mouth broke away from his passionate kiss, gasping for breath—her hands full of his t-shirt—Shade was gasping as much as she was.

Lily leaned forward, placing butterfly kisses against his throat, tenderly kissing the curve. Her hands slid under his t-shirt as her mouth traveled to the base of his throat before tracing to the side where his neck and shoulder met, sucking a piece of his flesh into her mouth.

Shade groaned as her hand unzipped his jeans, pulling out his cock. Her hand slid up and down his cock as her teeth bit his shoulder, her tongue then brushing against the barely-there teeth marks.

She lifted her head as her hand began to slide even faster on his flesh. Lily bent over him, placing her mouth over his cock, sucking him deeply into her mouth as far as she could, then sliding her mouth up, letting her tongue tease the tip of his cock.

“Damn, Angel, quit teasing. Suck my cock,” Shade groaned.

Lily quit torturing him, sucking on him harder as his hand buried itself in her hair, pushing her down on him as she used her tongue, feeling the slick flesh as it slid in and out of her mouth. Her hand went inside his jeans to play with his balls. She listened to the silent commands of his hands, determined to learn exactly what brought him the most pleasure.

His harsh intake of breath when she let the tip slip to the back of her throat had her smiling against him. When she went down further the next time, she knew she had him. His hand held her head in place as he came, leaning over her as his cock jerked in her mouth.

Lily straightened, smiling at Shade’s expression. “Did I do okay?”

Shade put his cock back into his jeans, zipping himself up. “So good, I’m going to let you do it again in the morning,” he joked, starting the motor.

Lily climbed on behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Shade turned the bike toward home and they flew back through the night. By the time Shade pulled into the parking lot, her pussy was on fire and she didn’t think she would be able to make it to their house without having a screaming orgasm. The only way she did make it back was because she was afraid someone from inside the clubhouse would come running out to see who was getting murdered.

As she made it to the front porch, her steps were an agony of desire as the balls rubbed against her flesh and the tight jeans rubbed against her clit. Shade stood there, leaning against the doorway waiting for her.

She opened her mouth to let him have it then changed her mind when he arched his brow. She needed him to take them out before she lost her mind.

Shade closed the door as soon as she stepped through the doorway.

“Do you need anything, angel face?”

“Take them out or fuck me, Shade,” Lily moaned, leaning back against the doorway, clenching her thighs, which didn’t help with the seam of the jeans riding her clit.

”If you want my dick, all you have to do is ask for it.” Shade said, his voice making her pussy clench even tighter. His husky voice sounded dirty and sexy and confident that he could deliver exactly what you wanted where you wanted it. All you had to do was ask. She had passed asking when they had driven into the parking lot. She was ready to beg.

“Please, Sir. Please, can I have your dick?”

“Come here.”

Her sweatshirt was pulled off and dropped to the floor. Then Lily found herself pressed down over the back of the chair in her living room. It was waist-high; her belly was against the thick chair material. She felt Shade’s hands go around her waist, unbuttoning her jeans and then tugging them roughly down her hips and legs before he stepped on the middle of them.

“Step out of them.” His hand was pressed against her bare back, holding her down over the chair.

When she lifted her feet up, she felt him kick them out of the way. He pressed down harder on her back, making her ass come up higher.

“I’m going to give you what you want now. I can’t give it to you hard because the metal balls are inside of you, but I’ll give it to you hard later after I let you rest.”

Lily felt his hand slide across the flesh of her pussy.

“You’re wet, Angel. So wet. All I have to do is give you my dick.”

He slid his cock in inch by slow inch, causing the balls to rub against the walls of her pussy with his cock sliding them up and down as he slowly fucked her. It only took a few strokes before she had an orgasm that had her screaming his name. His fingers found her clit, rubbing her as he slid his cock in and out. By the time he ground a second orgasm out of her, she was crying his name. When she lay too spent to move, he lifted her off the chair, carrying her upstairs to the shower and turning on the water.

“I love this shower,” she said as he pushed her down onto the bench.

His hand brought her to the edge of the seat and his fingers delved inside her, pulling both balls out. He placed them in a small, plastic, red container, snapping it closed.

He then pulled her off the bench, washing her off. They took their time before getting out and drying off. Lily was asleep before her head hit the pillow. Shade slid into bed next to her, pulling the covers over them. He rolled over to turn the lamp off on his bedside table when a swatch of color caught his attention.

Sitting up in bed, he reached out, picking up the object. In his hand lay a red rubber band.

“
A
re you nervous
?” Beth asked.

“Yes. I feel like I’m going to be sick,” Lily answered. “I’m excited and scared.” Lily turned to look at her sister. “What if I don’t recognize them? I was only eight. I’d feel terrible if I didn’t recognize them.”

Lily sat in her living room. Shade had gone to meet Sawyer, Vida and their husbands to bring them to her house. He hadn’t wanted them to meet for the first time yesterday after she had left the police station, wanting her to wait until the next day to be reunited under a less-stressful atmosphere. She was glad she had listened. She didn’t want anything to mar this moment.

Shade came in through the door, followed by two women and two men, then shut the door behind them.

She recognized Colton from the diner when he had introduced himself, but her eyes were drawn to the two women. Lily stood up as they walked into the room. They all three stood staring at each other after the introductions then, in the next second, they were holding each other, crying. It was several moments before any of them could say a word.

“We thought you were dead,” Vida said, brushing her tears away.

“You’re so pretty,” Sawyer commented.

“I was worried I wouldn’t recognize you, but you haven’t really changed that much. Sawyer, I recognize your nose and hair. Vida, your hair and face are almost the same. You’re how I remember you. I was so scared I wouldn’t recognize you.”

The three friends sat down on the couch together, talking, asking about things friends ask about every day. Beth stood in the kitchen with the men after Lily had introduced them.

“We both decided to live in Queens City after we swore not to,” Vida said, laughing. “I couldn’t bring myself to leave, and Colton has his tattoo shop. I found a job, too, so we bought a house.”

“I enrolled in culinary school. I wanted to travel, but after travelling on a tour bus for a few months, I decided I could learn about different cuisines just the way everyone else does, in a class or with a cookbook. When I do want to travel, we can do a few tour dates with the band. We’re going to be in Lexington in a few weeks. You have to come.”

Lily listened, enjoying the time together. Beth came over eventually, joining them, each taking turns telling Beth a different misadventure they had gotten into as children.

Sawyer and Vida both kept staring at her eyes.

“Why are you staring? Have I changed that much?” Lily asked curiously.

“No,” Vida answered, taking her hand “You haven’t changed. That’s how we recognized you from Penni’s picture.” Vida indicated her eyes. “We went to see her this morning. She’s furious at the Predators. When we told her we didn’t know what they had done, she believed us. She said she wanted to stay here for a few days to figure out if she still wants the job.”

“I hope you can stay for a few days, too,” Lily said hesitantly.

Both women nodded and said they would stay until the end of the week. Neither mentioned their mothers or hers. They also called her Lily, careful not to call her Callie. They kept staring into her eyes as if searching for something.

After dinner the women and their husbands started to leave.

“Just a minute. I’ll be right back. There’s something I want to show you.” Lily went upstairs to her bedroom, picking up the quilt her adoptive mother had made for her. Coming downstairs, she sat on the coffee table in front of them as they sat on the couch.

“Beth’s and my mother made me this quilt when I first came to live with her. I had terrible nightmares that wouldn’t go away. When I came to live with them, the clothes I was wearing… she wanted to throw them away, but I wanted to wear them all the time. I didn’t want to wear anything else. Our father finally got mad and cut them up and put them in the trash, but they couldn’t get me to stop crying.” Lily made a face. “Evidently, that’s a habit I recently just outgrew. Anyway, my mother pulled them out of the trash and made them into this quilt for me. I slept with it for many naps and every night since. It’s very special to me.”

Lily spread the blanket out on all three of their laps. She pointed to the bright pink splashes of color. “Sawyer, that’s the pink t-shirt that your mom gave me to wear when I spilt chocolate milk on mine.” Lily pointed to a faded blue material. “Those are the pants that your mom gave me when my mom sent me to your apartment in shorts and it was freezing cold outside.” Lily then pointed to a piece of green material. “Vida, this is the jacket you outgrew and your mom gave it to me when I was cold. And this white material is the socks she gave me when I had a bad cut on my foot and she didn’t want me barefoot.

“When our mom gave me this quilt, my nightmares didn’t stop, but I would cover my face and pretend I was protected with a special blanket that had magical powers. It’s funny how a child’s mind can twist and turn and find what it needs to survive. I thought I had forgotten about you, but I hadn’t. I never forgot. I kept you with me the only way I could.” Lily swept her hand over the blanket.

“I made you my shield of love, always protecting me. Even now, all grown-up, you tried to protect me, Callie.” Lily’s hands reached out, one to each of her friends to take. Their hands grasped hers, tears falling from each of their eyes. None of them wanted to break the circle to wipe them away.

Lily looked at her friends. “I didn’t forget you, Sawyer, or you, Vida. And I didn’t forget Callie. I’m still here.”