Dark Menace MC: Stone (23 page)

Thank, God!
I came to an abrupt halt
when I entered the room and saw her sitting at a table having
breakfast with a couple of the girls, along with Reggie, Bulldog,
Pit Bull, Max, and Shooter. Instant relief had me smiling at
everyone as they all stopped what they were doing and looked at
me.

“God, Maddie, when I woke and you weren’t
there I panicked.”

She smiled shyly. “Reggie came to get me, he
thought I might like breakfast. He didn’t know we were sharing a
room, and you were sleeping so soundly—”

Maddie’s voice faded away as I digested what
she was saying. I glanced at the big, hairy biker, but nothing on
his serious expression gave anything away as to what he might be
thinking. Now that I thought about it, he’d been very attentive to
Maddie since our rescue the day before, and he’d even carried her
to her room. Was he interested in her? I glanced back at Maddie,
but she seemed oblivious, and besides, it would be a while before
she would be interested in men again.

“As you can see, she’s alright, babe.” There
was a big smile on Max’s face. “Not too sure about the rest of us
though, seeing as you’re almost naked.”

I glanced down at myself.
Shit!
He’s right.
I’d been so worried about Maddie that I’d rushed
from the room in only my thong and a cropped t-shirt. I resisted
the urge to flee and forced a small smile. “I, ah, guess I’d, ah,
better go get dressed.” I backed out of the room amongst their
friendly laughter, and when I was out of sight spun around,
slamming right into Stone.

He grunted.

I gasped sharply.

His hands grasped my upper arms, my hands
went to his naked chest.

His gaze raked down my body like a predator
sizing up edible prey. Another grunt followed, only this time it
came from me as he pushed me up against the wall. Our breathing
grew harsher, seemingly loud in the narrow hallway. The smoldering
fire in his eyes captured and held mine. My blood caught fire with
the volcanic heat spreading through my body. I felt the pulse in my
throat throb with the same violent tempo in my core. Everything was
happening so fast that my mind couldn’t catch up to my rampant
emotions. The world was spinning, but I was held in place by
something far more dangerous than Stone’s hard grip.

He swooped down, catching and swallowing the
words I’d been about to utter. I opened my mouth wider, accepting
his punishing kiss, his thrusting tongue, and the bite of his
hunger. I felt his hands slide down my shoulders and back, over the
curve of my rump, taking the naked flesh in his hands. With little
effort he lifted me up against him, and I automatically wrapped my
legs around his waist. I bit down on his bottom lip and ground
myself against his erection.

More grunts followed and then we were moving.
I had little doubt that Stone was taking us to his room. He opened
the door and kicked it closed, taking me to his bed. I expected him
to drop me, only he paused at the edge and pulled away. Eyes
clinging, breaths mingling, I felt his fingers at the bottom of my
t-shirt. In a flash, he was lifting it off me and tossing it. Then
he lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth, rolling it
and sucking it hard.

I threw my head back and cried out softly
when he sank his teeth into me. A bolt of pain traveled down my
body, gradually dimming into fucking pleasure by the time it
reached my clit. He repeated the same action on my other breast,
the feeling so intense that I thought I was going to come. He
kissed me again roughly, growling deep in his throat.

“Damn you,” he rasped when he was done, his
expression taut with an emotion he couldn’t control. He kissed me
again. “You’ve been fucking with my head since the first time I
took your sassy mouth.” He dropped me onto the bed, watching my
breasts bounce. His hands made quick work of slipping off his cut
and t-shirt. “You’re damned lucky Max claimed you.”

I was watching his hands go to his belt,
raising my eyes at his comment. “No, you are,” I said with cocky
assurance. We both knew what the outcome would have been had Max
not claimed me.

Stone hesitated, weighing my words. The
corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk. “Yeah, baby, maybe I am.”
With a flick of his fingers he unsnapped his jeans and then yanked
the zipper down, kicking off his boots at the same time.

“How do you know Max didn’t fuck me?”

Again Stone hesitated, his thumbs inside his
jeans as he’d been about to push them down. He looked as if he were
running through different scenarios in his head before finally
asking, “Did he?”

I shook my head.

“And he won’t get the chance to, either.” He
pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them.

He dove at me, literally, covering my body
with his. I felt his hands at my thong and he tore it away without
any problem. In the next instant his mouth was kissing its way down
my body, leaving me twisting and clenching my hands in the sheets
beneath us. He spent time where it mattered, nibbling and teasing
my breasts while his hands roamed up and down my sides. He nibbled
and licked down my ribcage, over the roundness of my belly, over my
pelvic bone to the curls beneath.

I watched as long as I could, my head
dropping back to the bed with gasps of pleasure. Stone tugged at my
hair, burrowing beneath the hood protecting my clitoris to the knot
beneath. When he flattened his tongue over it and applied pressure
I went through a series of mini orgasms that took total control of
my body. Crying out and convulsing, there was nothing else I could
do but enjoy the ride.

I could feel Stone’s smile against my pussy
when after a little while he continued to explore my swollen labia,
which put his nose in direct contact with my sensitive clit. I
jerked and twitched beneath him, but he held me down and fucked me
with his hot, piercing tongue, going in as deep and as hard as he
could. He was relentless, uncaring when the sensitivity got to be
too much and I could barely take it anymore. I started pleading
with him, then damned him, then pleaded again for him to end it,
but every time I got close to exploding he pulled back.

“Stone!” I was determined to come now. I
arched wildly beneath his mouth and tangled my hands into his hair,
holding him tightly against me. Deep down I knew that he could
easily overpower me, but finally he let me roll over the peak of no
return.

I screamed my release. It was intense,
mind-blowing, and I wasn’t even aware of Stone moving until I felt
his thick, heavy cock inside me. My eyes flew open, falling into
the intensity of his, drowning in the moment of supreme bliss. His
sexual expression was feral, almost frightening, drawing out the
wildness inside of me, making me hungry while satisfying me at the
same time.

“I’m going to fuck you so long and hard that
you’re going to feel me for a week.” I raked my nails down his
back, tearing at his flesh. He bared his teeth, snarling at me.
“Every time you feel a throb or a spasm you’ll remember my dick was
inside you.” I sank my teeth into his shoulder. A deep growl
rumbled through his chest and he grabbed both my wrists, pinning
them above my head with one hand. “Every time your panties get wet,
it will be because you’re remembering my tongue on your clit.”

“Yes!” I hissed, arching beneath him. His
free hand moved down my writhing body, zeroing in on the small
package of nerves between my legs. I was close to climaxing again.
“Stone, please!” I pleaded, squeezing his cock as hard as I could.
He trembled, but continued to pound into me.

“You’re fuckin’ mine, babe. Max might have
claimed you, but we all know it was just for show.” Stone was
thrusting so deep that I felt his cock hitting my cervix. He would
pull out almost to the tip, and then plunge back in, causing us
both to moan. “I was a fool thinking I didn’t want you anymore.” He
was picking up speed. His hand released my wrists and then both of
them took hold of my hips, and suddenly we were moving.

I gasped at the speed Stone changed our
positions. He got to his knees, picked me up, and then flipped us
around so we were facing the mirror above the dresser. My backside
was now against the front of him, my butt against his cock. With
his hands on my hips he was able to lift me and enter me from
behind. I watched us in the mirror, the sight of his cock
disappearing inside my pussy making me lose control.

I caught my breath at the new position,
climaxing the second his cock hit my G-spot. Stone wasn’t just
happy that he’d brought me to orgasm. He continued to fuck me
through my climax, drawing it out until I was twitching
uncontrollably and whimpering. As I stared at my reflection, I
raised my arms up and wrapped them around Stone’s neck. His hands
came around and cupped my breasts, weighing them and plucking at
the nipples.

Suddenly his mouth was at my ear as he peered
at our reflection. “Look, baby, see how good my dick fits your
sweet cunt.” Stone pulled downward and thrust back upward briskly.
“How tight it fits. Fuck,” he groaned, meeting my eyes in the
mirror. “You want me to come in your pussy, baby?”

“God, yes,” I said, mesmerized by our mirror
image. “Fill me with you cum, Stone. Fill my pussy. I want to feel
it shoot from your cock and fill me. I want to feel it run down my
thighs.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck!” he growled, reaching
orgasm.

Smiling in ecstasy, I leaned back against him
as Stone emptied his cock deeply inside me. I felt the warm flow of
his seed filling my womb, and as he slowly came down, we collapsed
forward onto the bed, totally exhausted.

STONE

I closed the door quietly, leaving Rachel
sleeping in my bed, where she belonged. No more fucking games. She
was mine and was going to remain mine. Christ, I hadn’t even been
able to hold out for a week. I was still angry as hell, and as soon
as club business was done I was going to set her straight on what
she could and couldn’t do, even if it meant taking my hand to her
ass. As a matter of fact, I might do that anyway. Either she
trusted me completely, or she . . . fuck, there was no
or.
I
had to convince her.

I’d set Max straight, too, after church, but
my gut told me that he wouldn’t be surprised. Eager to get started,
I made my way to the bar for a drink. I hoped to hell that Lynch
and Hawk were there when I turned the corner. It was time to get
serious about ending Wildman and his fucking crew. Relief rushed
through me when I entered the bar to see a cluster of Wild
Marauders and Phantom Riders’ cuts.

Lynch and Hawk were at the bar with some of
their brothers, and so were Max, Reggie, and Ripper. It hadn’t been
all that long since I’d seen Lynch, there were no surprises there.
Hawk was another matter, I hadn’t seen him in months. I swear the
man hadn’t stopped growing, he was a beast. At six foot seven he
towered over most everyone, and he had the muscles of someone who
worked out daily. The women fawned all over him, as was the case
with Rita and Rhonda. I chuckled because he brushed them away as if
they were pesky nats.

“Hey, brother!” Lynch turned from his stool
and we met with a handshake, patting each other on the back in a
half-hug.

By the time we were done, Hawk was standing
and facing us. He was a quiet, moody bastard, and I knew the quirk
of his mouth and a fist bump were about as much as I was going to
get as a hello. He wasn’t much of a contact man unless it was a
fight. Rumor was that he was the same way with the women he took to
his bed. He didn’t kiss, didn’t do foreplay shit. He fucked them
hard, got off, and sent them on their way. No one held his
interest.

“Hey, brother,” I said, and then I glanced
around at all the men they’d brought with them. “We ready to do
this?”

“Hell, yeah!” a few of them responded.

“Grab your drinks and let’s go to church!” I
gave Ty a chin nod and he turned and grabbed a bottle and a
glass.

“This be enough?” he joked.

“I don’t plan on sharing.” I grinned, turning
to follow my brothers.

By the time we were all settled the room was
packed. I’d arranged for extra chairs, but there were still
brothers standing against the walls. Lynch and Hawk were down by
me, as were our VP’s, Max, Rock, and Lenny. There was a steady
murmur of hushed conversation in the room, and the air was growing
thick with smoke from cigarettes and weed.

“Let’s quiet the fuck down and get to
business,” I announced, pouring myself a drink. Since Lynch, Hawk,
and our VP’s had glasses I held the bottle up, but they all
declined, which told me that what they had in their glasses
probably wasn’t bourbon. “Our brothers from Wild Marauders and
Phantom Riders are here to lend us a hand, mostly because they want
to end the Red Devils as fuckin’ bad as we do. After the last shit
Wildman pulled we need to send him straight to hell. They’ve been a
fuckin’ pain in all our asses for too long.”

“Do we know if all the Predators have
patched-over to them?” Lenny asked.

“Doesn’t matter, brother,” Pit Bull laughed.
“They’re all fuckin’ pussies anyway.”

“Got a hold of Rebel early this morning, he’s
looking into shit, said there were a few he thought would go
against Wildman if it comes down to an all-out war. Don’t like the
way he fuckin’ runs things.” I made eye contact with every brother
in the room. “And it’s going to fuckin’ come down to it. We need to
hit the Red Devils, and we need to hit them fast and hot.”

“You find out where their new clubhouse is?”
Lynch questioned.

I nodded. “An old grain factory not too far
from where the Predators’ clubhouse was located.”

“So then what we waitin’ for?” The question
came from one of Hawk’s men, a grizzly looking coot with a patch
over one eye.