She’s hot as hell and hearing her say pussy gave me a fucking woody. – AthosIt was the last class that Evie had for the day. The next was her conference period and then school was out. She always loved the first day of school, almost as much as the last day. But she was grateful when they were both over. The bell chimed and she looked up from her laptop. Little Marc sat in the back, flanked on both sides with two other man child students. Granted it had only been about twelve years since she was in high school, but she was certain that the boys were not like that back then. These three exuded sex appeal. “Mr. Humphrey, I have to ask, are the boots a fashion statement or because you ride?”“I have a chopper that I built.” He answered. “You?”She shook her head. “Not any more.”The man child with milk chocolate skin a full beard and a shaved head smiled at her. “I’ll take you for a ride.” “Might want to tell your texter more than one.” Little Marc said with a wink.“Yes, and I will
Unfortunately, I’m speaking from experience when I tell you that you will get past this. – LawFirst week was complete and Saturday afternoon rolled around. All five sisters were on the phone and watching Sons of Anarchy. Katie was in Germany, Jasmin in Japan, Cassie was in California and Tammie was back in Austin. But every week, they found a time that they could all get together and watch their show. Soon they would have to find another show since they were on the last season.When it was over, they talked for a while longer. Jasmin had to go report for duty and Katie went back to bed. They all had other things to do. Except Evie. She didn’t have anything to do. It was in these moments, in the silence, that made it hard.She went to her closet and pulled out one of the BDU jackets. Looking at the rank, she knew it was Daniel’s. Slipping her arms in the sleeves she grabbed the other one that had belonged to Cade. She curled up on the couch, wearing one jacket and holding the other.
I’m related to all three of them. Either by name or leather. – PrissMid October had rolled around and Evie found herself sitting in the bar at the Devil’s Saint’s compound. She sat at a small table with Ink, he had a beer and she had a water. The authority that he exuded had her longing for it. Fighting with herself as she focused on her questions. After making a note, she looked up to see her sexy man children. They all wore cuts, marked as Prospect. “Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Lowery. Mr. Morgan. Or as I described you to my brother, Athos, Porthos and Aramis.”Ink leaned back in his chair and studied at the three teens as he took a drink. “Athos, Porthos, Aramis.” He said pointing to Humphrey, Morgan and then Lowery.“Athos the protector. Porthos the clown. Aramis the scholar.” She confirmed. Ink made a motion to someone who walked over. The man wore a cut that declared him to be president and his name was Toad. “I think that we have their road names. Athos, Porthos and Aramis.” The man
We all have the next two days off. I say we just fuck her until she’s preggers. – CadeEvie lay in bed with the urn. Three years ago today, she found out she was pregnant. Then she became a widow. Hours later, the shock and stress being too much for her, she miscarried. She still had the pregnancy test. Her dad and Law were the only ones that knew about the baby. Her dad, Isaac, had been with her when she started cramping and bleeding. Immediately, he stopped being a caring father and became a doctor. It was too late to be stopped. A little before midnight, she was rolled into a surgery suite and he completed what Mother Nature had already started. Evie was admitted to the hospital and everyone was told that it was due to shock. Even the staff was told not to mention the procedure. The following morning, when she had planned to tell them that she was pregnant, she began making final arrangements. They were both cremated and she gave each family a small urn. The ashes had been placed
She’s sweet and wicked, but she’s also broken. – Master Joshua“I’m telling you, that was not the same woman that was at the club the other day.” Ink said to Tank as they stood by the bar. “I didn’t see her then, but damn she’s a hot little sub.” Tank said as Ashley, the bartender, placed bottles of water in front of them. She kept her eyes lowered out of respect, even though she herself was not a part of the lifestyle. Chainz was a club that adhered to the safe, sane and consensual ethos. Alcohol hindered all three of those, so there was no alcohol. They served water, coffees, teas, juices and smoothies along with light snacks. The whole place was decorated in reds, blacks and silver chains. The bar was in the center of the main area. Where they stood, they could see the whole club. On the side of the circular bar that they stood on, were tables with chairs and booths. On the other side were couches and armchairs. On the back wall was a stage. Currently the stage was dark, but the
Till Valhalla, brothers. – TankMaster Joshua sat in his oversized office chair, his clean-cut head was lowered, his cheek resting on the top of Evie’s head. Bright blue eyes flicked to the door and he smiled at his wife. He wore a blue pinstripe oxford shirt that a perfectly manicured hand clutched. In her lap sat a gray marble urn, held by her other hand. A silent sob racked her body. Maya sat the bottle and shot glasses down on the massive mahogany desk. She started to reach out to touch the formerly perfectly coiffed hair. Her husband shook his head slightly and she nodded in understanding. Joshua was too focused on the woman in his lap to wonder why the other two doms were in his office. He was vaguely aware that Maya murmured something and they went to sit on his couch. She placed herself on the couch between them, in a perfect submissive pose.There was no jealousy when Tank reached over and caressed her hair, silently showing his approval. Ink handed her the drink and the sh
A good Master takes care of subs. Let us take care of you tonight. – TankEvie woke up in an unfamiliar room. She then remembered last night and saying that she did not want to wake up alone. Tank and Ink offered to stay with her, no sex, just comfort. But when Joshua had checked, all the rooms were bought for the night. They had come back to the clubhouse and stayed in Ink’s room.It was his large USAF t-shirt that she currently wore. The feel of a man’s large shirt on her was comforting. Her head rested on his shoulder her arm lay across his chest and one leg was tangled with his and Tanks. Tank was pressed up against her back with his face buried in her hair. They each held her close to them, and it felt comfortable.Her phone played Hank the Thirds Dick in Dixie. Ink woke up and reached out to get it. Handing it to her, he remarked “That’s an interesting song to wake up to.”“Hey, mom.” She said with a smile as she answered the phone on speaker and laid it on his chest.“Hey, bab
She’s special. – JoshuaThursday afternoon Joshua called Evie to check on her. He had planned on calling her later, but after talking with Dixie, he called her sooner. When he had called, she was having lunch with Ink at the Cookie Jar Café. She sounded good. Relaxed. Happy. Things that he had not heard in her voice for years.Then she had laughed. An honest laugh. As soon as he had ended the call, Joshua messaged both men and scheduled for them both to come in. The club was just gearing up to open and they would not be interrupted. Joshua sat down behind his desk and looked at the two men. Ink was a little smaller than Tank. They both lived up to their names. One was covered in ink, and the other built like a tank.“How is she?” “She was good when I dropped her off.” Ink said and at cocked eyebrow he answered the unasked question. “Just before I headed over here. She’s a natural on a bike.”“Quit bragging.” Tank smirked. “You’ll find out tomorrow.” Ink pointed out. “And what’s