Angels in Leather

“You little shit,” he bellows after me.

A giggle erupts from my throat as I dodge the trees. Axel catches up to me quickly, and I relish in the feeling of his arms wrapping around me, spinning my body and throwing me over his shoulder. He carries me to a clearing, and lowers me onto the soft grass. When he’s over me, I look up into his eyes. A smile tugs at his lips, and it makes him look so incredibly flawless.

“My dick is so hard for you right now, so tell me, Cricket. You want it hard, or you want it slow?”

I stare up into his eyes, and I see a softness there I’ve never seen before. A huge part of me wants him to fuck me hard on this grass after our little chase in there, but a bigger part wants him to fuck me slow, making me come over and over again.

“Slow,” I mumble. “Fuck me slow, Axel.”

His smile widens, and he leans back, taking my jeans and discarding them. Then he’s back over me, cock in hand, shoving it toward my entrance. I inhale deeply as he slides in, and my eyes grow heavy. He leans down, taking my leg and bringing it up over his hip as he begins to rock against me, gently sinking his length in and out of me.

“Axel,” I tremble. “God, it’s so good.”

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he murmurs, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine.

I let him take me in a deep, hungry kiss. He kisses me like it’s the last time he’ll ever do so. His hands cup the side of my head, and his hips work my pussy, driving that beautiful cock in and out, hitting the perfect spots.

“Oh, God,” I cry out. “I’m going to come.”

“Mmm,” he murmurs against my skin.

He moves one hand from my face, and reaches between us, stroking a finger over my clit. I erupt beneath him, shaking and shrieking out his name. He rumbles against me, and his hips work faster. Just before he comes, he pulls out of me and squeezes his cock, holding his release back.

“Roll over onto your hands and knees,” he orders.

I can see the desperation in his eyes. He’s so close. I do as he asks, rolling onto my knees and putting my ass into the air. He takes my hips, and sinks into me quickly. I throw my head back, and arch my body as he thrusts toward his release.

“You want it on your ass, darlin’?” he groans.

“Yes, oh, yes.”

He thrusts three more times, before pulling out. I hear his raspy cry, and then I feel the hot spurts of come hit my ass and begin to slide down.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” he murmurs between groans.

I lower my body onto the soft grass, exhaling.

Well, that wasn’t so bad. In fact, if I’m being honest with myself, it was quite thrilling. Axel uses his shirt to clean me off, and then he flops down beside me. I roll to face him, propping myself up on my elbow.

“I survived,” I whisper.

He meets my gaze. “There’s more.”

Oh?

He sees my expression become curious, and elaborates. “Those shackles in my room? Next time you suck my cock, you’re going to be chained to them.”

My pussy pulses and I bite my bottom lip.

He grins.

“Looks like that’s going to be sooner rather than later.”

~*~*~*~

AXEL

I grin, watching her sitting on the bar talking to Jax and Cobra. The two men were wary of Meadow when she first came into the picture, but now they’re warming to her. She’s between them both, laughing, throwing her head back, and letting those gorgeous locks tumble down her back. Her laughter is like a melody flowing through the room, making it light and warm. I shake my head, horrified that I’m thinking such...pussy thoughts.

“Pres, we need a word.”

I turn to see Colt standing beside me, his eyes hard. I nod, and following him down the hall. We get to my office, and he closes the door once we’re inside.

“What’s up?” I ask, leaning against the desk and crossing my arms.

“Just got a call. There was some trouble in town.”

I narrow my eyes. “Trouble?”

“Bunch of girls were...raped. Some club members.”

I feel my neck prickle. “Club members? Have you motherfuckers been out, and if I so much as find out you’ve put your cocks in someone that doesn’t want it I’ll...”

“It’s Beast, Pres.”

I feel anger swell in my chest. “Beast?”

“He’s fuckin’ with us. The cops know the only MC in town is us, and Beast has made a run for it. You know what’s goin’ to happen if they pull us up? We got that gun shipment in last night. We haven’t moved it on yet. If the cops show up here...”

“That smart motherfucker,” I snarl. “We can’t move that shit right now, it’s not due to be delivered until Thursday. Fuck, we need to get into town and sort out this mess. Now.”

“Most of the brothers are drunk.”

I clench my fists. “You find the ones that can ride, and you gather them. We need to get in and sort this situation. Who rang you?”

“Jake, he’s at the bar down the road. He heard the commotion and asked around. There were three girls raped in an alley about an hour ago. They came into the bar, and the bar attendant is trying to convince them to call the cops. He said there was talk of the local MC’s doing it. People assume it’s us. The cops will be onto it, if they’re not already. We can be expecting a visit if we don’t wrap this shit up.”

“Scrap the fuckin’ bikes, we’ll take the trucks. They’ll be lookin’ out for us. Let’s move.”