“Good to see you brother,” Blayde extends his hand for me to shake. “No hard feelings from what went down in L.A.” I grip his hand and shake it. His peace offering means our staying here could be a good thing. His eyes roam over Monica and my protectiveness rears its head. “Monica, those colors look better on you than mine did. Do over?”
I can feel her squirming behind me. She’s uncomfortable, but she’s got to face what happened head on. “Do over. Thanks, Blayde.” She reaches out her hand and Blayde accepts it. Siren comes up behind Blayde and rests her hand on his arm. Her long dark hair flows down past her waist and a genuine smile graces her lips. Monica releases Blayde’s hand and he drapes it over Siren’s shoulders, giving her a kiss on the head.
“Welcome, I’m sure you guys are ready for some fun and relaxation after this long trip. Poison, Holly and I prepared a big dinner for you and a big party will be underway in a few hours. Come in when you’re ready.” Siren gives Blayde a kiss and heads back in the house.
“She’s nice,” Monica says, climbing off the back of my bike.
“With everything she’s been through, still keeping a smile on her face is remarkable,” Blayde replies watching Siren’s ass sway as she walks away. “If you’ll excuse me, I have some business to take care of.”
Blayde leaves us standing there and follows Siren inside. Monica bursts out laughing drawing the attention of the rest of Savage Saints and Royal Bastards. Capone cocks an eyebrow at his sister’s outburst and I shrug my shoulders. Kayne smirks and Stryker’s eyebrows are scrunched together in confusion. I shake my head and pull Monica close to my side. She holds in her giggles.
“Everything OK, Bug?” I ask.
“It’s perfect, Blayze.” Monica sighs, turning her body toward me and gives me a small kiss on the lips. “I think we got the closure we both needed. I’m happy he’s happy and there are no feelings what-so-ever. Siren is just what he needs.” Monica grips my cut with both hands and stares up at me. The look that passes in her eyes is full of lust and want. “Now it’s your turn to give me what I need.”
“Where’s our room?” I shout. Laughter rings out around us.
“Follow me and I’ll show you,” Kayne heads toward the house. I grab our bags out of my saddlebags and follow him inside with Monica tucked under my arm. Kayne walks up a set of stairs and opens the first door we come to. “You two can use this room.”
We walk inside and I set our bags down on the king size bed in the room. “Thanks for this Kayne. We’re going to freshen up and be down in a little while.”
“I’m grateful you’re here. Steam needs to be stopped at all costs.” Kayne extends his hand and I accept, giving him a bro hug. “Take your time. Dinner will be ready in about an hour.”
Once Kayne shuts the door behind him, Monica is on me. I crash my lips onto hers, swallowing the moans escaping her throat. I grip her ass pulling her against my growing cock. I yank her cut off and gently lay it on the bed. I remove my cut, laying it next to hers. Next is my t-shirt, jeans and boots. Monica strips down to her bra and panties. My mouth waters dying to taste every inch of her skin.
“Lay on the bed,” I growl low.
Monica’s eyes light up and she scurries to the bed. She lays down, spreading her legs for me. Her hands teasing her tits. I crawl my way up her body, kissing each part of her skin along the way. Once I reach her panties, I rip the material away and bury my face between her thighs. I lick, bite and nibble on her clit, running my tongue up and down her pussy, tasting her succulent juices. Monica grips my hair, keeping my head in one place.
“Fuck, Blayze.” Monica moans. Her hips buck to the pace of my tongue buried deep inside of her. I tease her tit with one hand and flick her clit with the other. I growl, vibrating her pussy and she moans even louder.
My growing cock is ready to explode. Monica writhes underneath me and I know she’s close to exploding. I kiss my way up her body, teasing her, making her moan. Monica grips my face pulling me so my body covers hers.
Looking into my eyes, Monica kisses me hard, tasting herself lingering on my tongue. I grab my cock and slide it through her juices and enter her tight pussy. I pull out and push back in. The warmth of her pussy wrapping around my dick is heaven. Monica arches her body, and I drive in harder and faster. Her tits bounce with each thrust. I lean down and suck one nipple into my mouth. Monica whimpers, so close to release. Her pussy grips me tight.
“Fuck, Blayze, I’m coming,” Monica moans. I thrust harder, my groin pushing against her clit as her nails dig into my back and her pussy squeezes my cock. She comes exploding all around me and my balls tighten, fire racing down my spine. I come so hard; my breath catches in my throat. Spent, I slow down my motions and lean in, kissing Monica softly pushing her sweaty hair from her forehead.
“I love you, Monica.”
“I love you, too, Blayze.”
I pull out and lay on the bed beside her, totally spent and ready to sleep when there’s a knock on the door. Grumbling, I sit up and pull my boxers on. Monica grabs my t-shirt and goes into the bathroom, giving me and whoever’s on the other side some privacy. I yank on my jeans, leaving them unzipped and throw open the door. Capone, Kayne and Blayde are standing on the other side. Capone has his fist raised like he’s going to knock again.
“Good, you’re not busy,” Capone smirks before entering my room. I open the door wider to let the other two in and motion with my hand.
“Not anymore,” I grumble. “What’s up?” I sit on the bed waiting.
“Where’s Monica?” Capone asks.
I point to the bathroom and the shower kicks on. “Freshening up. What’s going on? I’d like to join her.”
Capone speaks first, “Steam has no idea we’re here or why.”
“Yeah, I kind of figured that.” I raise an eyebrow and cross my arms over my shirtless chest.
“Kayne has someone we need to meet. So, get dressed and meet us in the garage out back. I’m going to find Danyella and let her know we’ll be a little bit.” Capone mutters and I smirk.
“She has your balls already and you’re not even fucking.”
“Shut the fuck up, V.P. That’s your sister.” Capone barks.
“And I just thoroughly fucked yours so what’s the difference?” Capone growls at my remark. “We’re all adults here. Consenting adults. I’m sure these two don’t want the details into my sex life or yours either so let’s argue about it later. I’ll let Monica know what I’m doing and be down in a minute or two.” Capone huffs and heads for the door. “Hey Capone?”
He stops at the door and looks at me from over his shoulder. “What?”
I turn my head to make sure Monica isn’t standing in the room. “When we get home, I’m going to ask the little vixen to marry me. With your permission of course.”
“It’s about time, V.P.” Capone walks back toward me and slaps me on the back. “I’d be a fool to let her marry any other idiot.” A smile graces his lips. “Of course, you have my permission. Now go let her know what you’re doing and we’ll meet you down there.”