"Sax!" There was excitement in her voice, and I knew that she was getting ready to explode.
"Come on my dick, Baby," I’d grated, thrusting hard and fast. "As soon as you come, I'm going to fill you with my cum. I'm going to pump so much inside you that you'll be leaking for a week. Everyone will smell my mark on you and know you're my old lady!"
Her eyes had grown big at my last words, and she’d screamed her release, clutching onto me as if afraid she'd fall off my bike. My dick was drowning in her sweet release, and I couldn't hold back. The tingle at the base of my spine, the tightening of my balls, warned me not to fight it any longer. With a long groan and a series of shudders, I’d emptied my balls inside Holly until we’d collapsed against each other, spent and satisfied.
A memory I'd never forget.
Jesus Christ. I looked down at myself, where my hand was still gripping my deflated dick, cum all over the front of my fucking jeans. I'd lost myself in the memory of making Holly my old lady, seeking release that I hadn't felt in a while. As I lay there panting beneath the tree that I'd spent the night under, a noise and a movement drew my attention to the right of me, and I laughed out loud.
Several cows were standing close to the fence, watching me.
Chapter 3
Holly
I sat at the table with the rest of the old ladies, telling myself again that coming home had been the right decision. I looked around, taking in the men in leather and cuts, looking every bit the scary outlaws they were, the scene softened by the sight of their women and children in the room. I'd missed this--the gatherings, the parties, and the cookouts the MC held on a regular basis. The men fought hard, but they played even harder. And they were very protective of what they had.
Today was meant as a welcome home gathering for me and a celebration for LD and Jolene. They'd just returned from Sunrise Heights, looking well sated and surprisingly happy. I'd never seen that look on LD before, and I'd have sworn that it was love I was seeing. It softened his harsh features, making him look less menacing. The biker was the scariest looking man I'd ever seen, and I gave kudos to Jolene for taming him.
With the rite of passage complete and witnessed by Bull, she was now LD's old lady. He hadn't wasted any time spreading the news when he'd returned. Flashes of my own claiming by Sax at Sunrise Heights filtered through my mind, but I quickly brushed them away. Thoughts of Sax and what I'd thrown away brought me down. Instead I focused on Ava as she was being passed around by the old ladies. JoJo and Ellie had their own little toddlers, but they still fought for their time with my daughter.
"She's beautiful."
Raven's compliment put an instant smile on my face. "Thank you." I turned my head in her direction. "So, when are you and Cole going to announce that you're expecting?"
Her face revealed her surprise that I'd guessed her secret. "Oh, God, is it that obvious?"
I shrugged lightly. "A lucky guess, honey. I noticed that you weren't drinking, and you have that glow about you. Cole's looking pretty pleased with himself, too." We both looked in his direction and found him watching us, a cocky smirk on his handsome face.
She giggled. "We'll announce it soon. We just didn't want to steal Jolene and LD's celebration."
"How far along are you?"
"Just past the first trimester." She took a sip of her water. "Did you enjoy your visit with Bailey?"
I nodded. "I always enjoy my time with her. We've been besties for a long time. I only wish that she lived closer." I leaned in, as if telling a secret. "She's expecting number five."
Raven's beautiful mouth dropped open. "You're kidding! I can't imagine having five children. When do they ever have the time to—?"
Laughter erupted from me, and I cut her off. "To have sex?"
"To do anything," she smiled. "Much less have sex."
"Well, you know the kind of men we're involved with, they're always horny, and apparently they find the time."
Ava began to fidget and I knew that she was getting hungry. I'd pumped several bottles of breast milk earlier that morning, but had then gone off and left them. Thank goodness they were in the fridge and wouldn't go bad. I started work at Grinders that Monday, and Annabelle would need them. I glanced at Annie, who was just handing her back to JoJo, a nervous look on her face when Ava began to fuss. Fussy babies made some people uncomfortable.
I laughed. "I'll take her back now, I need to feed her," I announced.
"You going to do it here?"
I'd told JoJo when I’d arrived that I'd forgotten the prepared bottles. I glanced around. There were too many men and children present, and while no one may have noticed me breast feeding Ava, I'd feel better in a quiet spot somewhere. "I think I'll go inside and do it. She usually falls asleep right after, and that way I can lay her down where it's not as noisy." I rose to my feet and took her out of JoJo's arms. Cuddling Ava to my breast, she instinctively turned her mouth, rooting for a nipple. Laughter followed me as I walked away.
"Want any company?"
Loco's question was way too cheerful, and caused me to glance his way just as I was about to enter the clubhouse. His eyebrows were doing the Groucho Marx thing, and I sensed that he'd guessed where I was going and what I was about to do.
I shook my head with mock disgust at the club man-whore. "You must be desperate if you want to see a fat boob leaking milk." They were so big and swollen they felt like balloons ready to burst.
His laughter caused several heads to turn our way. "All tits are beautiful," he said.
I continued inside to one of the sofas and settled into it. There was no one around, and I prayed that it stayed that way long enough to fill Ava's little belly. I unbuttoned my blouse, unhooked the cup, and pulled it down, baring my breast. As soon as I brought Ava up to it, her little mouth latched on to the nipple and she began to suck with greedy contentment. The relief was instant for me, and I let out a sigh.
My body had changed since I’d had Ava. I'd always had an hour-glass shape, but now my curves were fuller and softer than they’d been before, and a couple of stretch marks lined my stomach. Did I care? No. The old ladies had complimented me on my luscious curves, and the way that some of the men's eyes lingered on me backed up their statements. But more importantly, the changes had brought me Ava.
I smiled down at her as she suckled. Her eyes were already closed, indicating that she was falling asleep. Her little mouth continued to work though, and the noises she made caused my heart to swell with love. I was amazed at how much one little tiny human being could make me feel. Her soft brown curls and brown eyes, the tiny freckle on the tip of her button nose, all captivated me.
As I stared down at her cubby face and rosy cheeks, I tried not to wonder who her father might be, because it didn’t matter. I hated those men and what they'd done to me, but I could never hate Ava. She was perfect.
I heard the outside door open, but I kept my gaze lowered to my daughter. My breast was exposed, but her tiny hand rested upon it, and her mouth was still latched on to my nipple. I hoped whoever had stepped inside would keep going. As soon as they were gone I'd take Ava to the old room that I'd once shared with Sax and lay her down in the playpen kept on site for visiting babies.