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
The one good thing about Mondays is that there is only one each week. – TankMonday rolled around and Evie returned to school. When she was asked why she had been out all week, she simply said that it was due to family obligations. It was approaching Veteran’s Day and as always, she told her students to interview a veteran or a veterans’ family member. On Friday, they were to turn in their findings and discuss it. During her last class, she was looking through the papers and discovered one missing. One that was never missing. “Miss Lowery, have you done your interview?”“Not yet.” Priscilla answered from the back where her cousin sat playing with her hair. “It’s due at the end of class today.”“Yes, ma’am. How long did you serve?”Evie smiled at the girl. “Two years with the Texas National Guard.”“What was your rank?”“Lieutenant. I was in intelligence. No, I cannot tell you a lot of what I did.”“Would you go back?”“In a heartbeat. But I have a medical discharge due to a back inj
Become friends with Fred and Phil out at the nursery. They’ll grow anything you want in their greenhouses. – CeltThanksgiving rolled around and although she had been invited to the clubhouse, she went to Joshua’s instead. She continued to talk to both Ink and Tank. Neither pushed for more than she was willing to give. This was one of the things that she spoke to Joshua about. Again, he reminded her that moving on in her life was not a bad thing. He encouraged her to explore where it would go with them. That night, after the family call, she messaged with Law for quite a while. He gave her the same advice. Black Friday shopping was not quite the same as it usually was. She had no one to go with. No one to fake fight with. After getting the few things that she had already scoped out, she went back to her apartment. Just a few hours after she arrived home, there was a knock on her door. Opening the door, she was greeted by a delivery of flowers. Among the yellow roses, were also blue
You’re ours, little girl. And we’re yours. – CadeTank was leaning against the wall watching Absalom take his shot. He missed his pocket and cursed under his breath. Tank only had one ball left, the game was pretty much over. Tank knew it.Absalom knew it.One was going to be twenty dollars richer. Absalom could only hope to win it back on the next game. Grinning, Tank pushed off from the wall and went to the table to line up the shot. The door opened and he glanced up.The vision that walked through the door had him losing control of the stick in his hand. He scratched so hard that the cue ball bounced off the table and hit the table next to him. “The fuck!” Sticks said turning to look at the table behind him. Even Absalom was looking at Tank in confusion. Then they followed his gaze to see Evie walking towards them. “Hell yeah.” Absalom said, Sticks and Chevy agreed. “Hands off.” Tank growled. “She’s ours.”The other men knew that by ours, he was including Ink. Chevy and Doc ha
The perfect house would have a basement so that we could have a playroom and no one would know. – EvieEvie wasn’t sure what she was expecting in the playroom, but it was not what she found. There was a large wrought iron bed that had straps and cuffs attached to the head and foot. Currently, Ink was putting red satin sheets on it. On either side of the bed was a bedside table with three drawers. She assumed that both held condoms, toys and lube. Soon enough, she would discover that she was right. In the far corner was a motorcycle lift that had been modified with cuffs and straps. In the opposite corner was a spanking bench and prayer bench. Both of these intrigued her. Between these were two Saint Andrew’s crosses. One was wooden with padding, while the other was metal and no padding. Along the wall opposite the bed was a convertible sex chair, a sex swing and a hook attached to a wench.The third wall had two doors. One clear glass that revealed a beautiful full bathroom. The othe
I’m going to enjoy our naughty girl. – InkAs Tank fastened leather cuffs around her wrists, Ink stripped out of his clothes. He then removed her shoes and jeans revealing the black thigh highs. He let out a low growl as he put her shoes back on and fastened cuffs on her. The cuffs effectively placed her in a perfect X position, open for their viewing pleasure. Tank was naked as he got up on the opposite side of the bed. He reached over to her well trimmed mound with just a thin strip of short hair. Opening her up, he exposed the black slave ring in her hood. “Such a naughty girl." He leaned down and teased her with his teeth and tongue. “What’s your safe word?” Ink asked huskily, watching her begin to leak as his friend continued to lick her. “Popsicle.” She whispered shakily. “She’s delicious.” Tank said as he straightened. He continued to hold her open as Ink’s tongue replaced his own. Ink hummed in appreciation as he delved in deeper and pushed a finger inside her. As he conti
Everyone has a cross to bear, but not everyone can bear a cross. – WhipEvie woke up between the two men again. This time she lay on Tank's shoulder and Ink was pressed against her back. She tried to slip out from between them but a leg was thrown over hers and the arms around her tightened. “Where are you going, pet?” Ink asked quietly. “I need to pee.” She replied. “And peeing in the bed is a hard no for me.”“It is for us too, luv.” Tank said as they both released her. She crawled over Ink, since he was closest to the bathroom. He slipped a finger under one of the garter straps. “We’ll have to undress you, when you get back.”“You have three minutes.” Tank said using the remote to bring the lights up a little more. Evie dashed to the bathroom and took care of her business. Going back to the bed, she found the two men waiting, each with a whip. She smiled but kept her eyes down. “You even have a little extra time.” Tank said looking at his watch. “Very well done, luv.” She walke
If we’re such a Christian nation, why do we have freedom of religion? – PaganEvie stood in the hallway waiting for a particular student. When the little blonde appeared, she gave the girl her homework information and advised that she go ahead and go to the office. Her dad would be there soon to pick her up and take her to go see her brother. He had been hit by a drunk driver Thanksgiving Day and had been in the hospital for the past week and a half. As the bell rang, she turned to close the door behind her. Miss Walter was at Priscilla’s desk.“Miss Walter, I have assigned extra work, given you detention and zeroes. Nothing seems to deter you from antagonizing Miss Lowery. So, class discussion. What the hell is your problem?” Evie asked as she leaned against the front of her desk. Today she wore a gray sweater dress with bright blue leggings and dark gray below the knee boots. The cheerleader turned around and crossed her arms on her chest. “Her dad is involved with five women.” She
I’m very good at being Sophia. I just don’t like being her. – ShilohThe door to the Shack opened and a large group of men in suits entered with a woman in the middle of their pack. As they moved through the building, the men moved off and took up positions around the large space. The woman stopped in front of Pagan who wrapped her up in his arms.“We’re going to get them back.” She quietly promised.“I know.” Pagan whispered against her neck.She pulled away from him and pressed a kiss to his lips before she turned in his arms. “Werewolf, what do you know?”“They were taken by Aranya. We know where their president is.” He answered.She spoke in Italian, and six men stepped towards Werewolf. “Tell them.”Werewolf nodded and pulled up the map on his tablet. He explained where the Aranya clubhouse was located and what he knew of the buildings. “Don, with your leave?” Nico asked and Sophia nodded.“Yes, bring him to me.” The men turned to leave. “Nico," Sophia warned, "do not spill any
Mother, I’m not sure who you think you are but let me assure you who you are not. – SophiaNico leaned over and spoke softly in Sophia’s ear. “Do not let her take hold again. You are in charge of her. You control her.”Sophia nodded and gave him a small smile. She needed the reminder. Shiloh only had to be Sophia for a little while longer. They were winning the last few hold outs over to their side. There were a few that her mother still had convinced that it should be her stepson to take the position.With Sophia at his side to make it legitimate.Otherwise, he was just another son of just another capo. Elizabeth did not want to admit that she had moved down the ranks of the family. When she had first married Joseph, he had been second in line to the throne. His older brother and wife were both killed only a few weeks after Joseph had married Elizabeth.Joseph would be the next to lead the family. But then, the inner war took place and Joseph was caught in the crossfire. His father,
I don’t give a damn how it’s done. I just want it done. – PaganPagan was hammering out his frustration along with the hot metal on the anvil. It was the second day of the meeting with the family, and he was missing his wife.He couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face when he thought of Shiloh as his wife.When it was confirmed who her family was, he understood why she did not want anyone to know that they were married. Until everything was settled, it could put him and his girls in danger. He didn’t understand everything about her family, but he knew it worked like the Saints.They had a family leader and CEO of the company. Shiloh was Nonno’s only living heir and should take his place. Be the next CEO. But it was not what she wanted.She would do it out of duty and obligation. And Pagan was certain that she would be good at it. Shiloh had a good mind for business and could lead the family and business with very little effort. But her heart was n
If it goes well, you will never have to use your old name ever again. – NicoPagan loved waking up in the morning with Shiloh in bed with him. Most mornings, he woke up with her sucking on his cock. Or his balls. Or moving between the two.This morning was no different. He moaned as his hips thrust up and she took him all the way down to his base.“Fuck, babe.” Pagan growled.She hollowed her cheeks and bobbed up and down on him. His hands fisted in her hair and guided her as she bobbed, and he thrust. Pagan pulled her off him and towards him for a kiss.“I need in you.” He said between kisses.Her hands moved to his shoulders as she moved up his body. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Shiloh wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Moving his mouth to her neck, Pagan guided her onto his cock. “Pagan.” She sighed as his head pressed against her folds, sliding into her slickness. He growled again
I love you, Shy, but if you say you’re going to wear a white dress, I’m calling bullshit. – GertieSaturday after they got married, Shiloh went with some of the other ladies to a bridal shop. Surrounded by so much white and ivory, she and Gertie stood out. They looked at each other and shared a smile before they both busted out laughing.“Yeah…” Karan smirked. “I don’t know if we’re going to find anything for Shiloh here.”“Yes, we will.” Rye assured her as she walked towards the back of the large warehouse style store. The rest of the women all shrugged and followed her back. They weaved their way through racks and racks of gorgeous white, ivory and pale pink wedding gowns. There were large and puffy ones, others that were slim and fitting. And there were yards and yards of skirts, hundreds and thousands of beads. Satin, silk, taffeta and tule.Several of the women stopped to admire a gown or dress here and there. Mia pulled one out and held it in front of her.
I won’t even tell Toad. I’ll just tell him that we got the marriage license. – PaganPagan and Shiloh walked into the Shack holding hands just like they always did on Church nights. Ashlyn ran towards Priscilla to show the teen the new outfit. Alyssa headed for Athos to try to con him into a ride. Pagan was never sure if she was going to try for a ride on the bike, or a horse.Nessie looked at the couple as they came through the door from her usual table between the pool tables and the couches. She grinned at them, and Pagan headed towards her having learned not to avoid her. Nessie always knew way more than she should and said that the ghosts talked to her.Pagan had seen the poltergeist activity. Heard her say things about people that very few knew. “It looks good on yeh.” Nessie grinned at Shiloh. “What?” she asked quietly.“A new last name.”They both were quiet as they stared at her.“Yeh’ll not hear it from me. It’s not me place. We can put it
This is just for you and me. The other wedding will be for our girls. – Shiloh Shiloh walked into the front office of the fab shop and did not miss the loud annoyed sigh from the woman behind the counter. Pagan had told her about Carrianne and admitted that if it wasn’t that she was so freaking efficient, he would certainly fire her.But she kept the shop stocked with the iron and other metals that they needed. The other supplies and equipment were never low. Water and sports drinks were always on hand in the coolers and protein bars on the shelves. Project schedules were laid out with monthly, weekly and daily time allotments. Custom jobs were priced and bid for a hefty profit while not discouraging the buyer. Phones were answered when they had to be, although she preferred emails. And those were responded to within a business day at the most.Pagan knew that she did most of her work while she was at home, and he had no problems with it. Carrianne had told him onc
Most people make the mistake of overcooking the lasagna. – NicoOn the second Saturday of the new year, Nico invited himself over to teach the girls how to make authentic Italian lasagna. He showed up with almost all the ingredients that they would need. As he mixed up the pasta dough, he explained everything to the girls. Pagan and Shiloh sat at the table watching them. “Daddy always just thaws out the lasagna and puts it in the oven.” Ashlyn declared and Nico acted like he was going to die in the kitchen.Shiloh laughed at her cousin as he lay on the floor clutching his heart, mumbling a prayer in Italian. “I’ve made it from scratch before.” Pagan grumbled with a smile.“You never made the pasta.” Ashlyn pointed out.“Or the sauce.” Alyssa added.Shiloh laughed harder. “They have no loyalties to you when it comes to food.”“None.” Pagan agreed as Nico slowly and dramatically stood back up. The girls were helping him as he clutched the cabinet door
I don’t think that you understand your place within this family. – Elizabeth GiordanoPagan and Shiloh spent New Year’s Eve at the Shack while the girls went to a kid’s party over at Chance’s house. He knew that his new wife would not be comfortable with the New Year’s Eve activities and hosted the annual party for the kids. When Pagan had called Chance at ten in the morning, Rye answered the phone whispering.“Hey, Pagan.”“Good morning, Rye. How are the girls?”“Still asleep. Hang on.” Pagan could hear her moving around in their house and then she took a picture. A moment later, his phone chimed as the picture came through and he clicked the speakerphone button before he moved the phone so that both he and Shiloh could see the screen.Chance was lying on his back asleep on the living room floor. He had his niece, Morgan, asleep on one shoulder and Alyssa asleep on the other. He looked happy and content asleep surrounded by a dozen or more club kids.