He crashed against me, burying himself to the hilt. His hips thrashed against my skin, even when he was all the way in, kindling a wicked heat on my clit with his pubic bone.
I shot straight to heaven, and then I went somewhere higher when I felt his teeth on my neck. He bit me right there, marking me with one hell of a hickey. His erection swelled inside me and exploded.
The heat was intense, a firestorm all over, burning away everything except the feeling of my * being filled with fire. He pulsed again and again, pumping magma jets deep in my womb. My * clenched so tight I screamed, desperately sucking at his cock, knowing what I wanted.
I was thankful I'd never let any other man come inside me. This was all his, and God willing, we'd never use condoms again.
I came like a mad woman enjoying her strongest hit, and crashed back to earth knowing I'd never settle for anything less. I was addicted to every inch of him, from the tattooed back I'd just scratched to pieces down to the hard perfection still emptying itself inside me.
He came hard. Long. After an eternity, his body shuddered and he released me, gently settling my sore hips on the rock.
My turn to collapse. Brass held me, stroking my hair. We enjoyed the sudden quiet, the beautiful coolness with nothing except our lungs catching mountain air.
“My sis did pretty fucking well. I gotta give her props. This place isn't half bad,” he mused.
“Yeah? A girl could really settle down here if she wanted. It's so beautiful.” It was strange sitting up buck naked and staring at the dark hills beyond the lake, but I meant every word.
It certainly went beyond the landscape. Everything tonight was beautiful, a starry mountain heaven in the eye of hell.
“Do you think we'll be able to stay in Redding if everything goes right?” I asked, straightening my hair with my fingers.
He nodded. “That's home, as far as we're concerned. This place is Devils' territory. I sure as shit don't belong here. But if I can save my club, maybe coming to Prairie Pussy land with my colors for a visit will be as easy as driving over the state line. You know what else I think?”
“Hmmm?”
He reached down and grabbed my clothes, throwing them onto my lap. “Our sisters are gonna have all that sweet shit eaten if we don't hurry our asses up.”
I laughed. We dressed quickly. Just in time too because the cold was starting to make my nipples hard again in a way that wasn't so sexy.
“Dessert? Really? You're still hung up on that?” I stepped into his embrace, running my hand over his jaw stubble.
“I'm hung up on making sure you get the sugar rush you need for tonight.” He grinned. “Soon as everybody's asleep, I'm fucking your brains out 'til dawn, babe. Being my old lady's a full time job. So's taking this dick. Get used to it.”
He playfully swatted my ass. I jumped, and let him lead me back up the path through the trees, toward the cozy cabin with the glowing lights.
“Good thing I've always been a night owl,” I said, already wondering how I'd have to gag myself to stay quiet while he ravished me.
The next few days were beautiful. Mountain walks, good comfort food made by Saffron, and nights I'd never forget. Brass had to take off every day and take care of business with the Devils, but he always came back before nightfall.
Even Jackie seemed a lot more relaxed breathing the magic Missoula air. Up here, the wolves lost our scent. They couldn't follow. Or so I told myself.
But if we ever wanted to go home, or feel safe again, it all came down to Brass and his new partners removing the cancer at the top.
I tried to be supportive. It wasn't hard when he came to me every night like a storm, fucking me with his hand clapped over my mouth, leaving me to scream and bite and thrash when I came on his cock. Coming this hard obliterated all the worries.
Granted, I should've paid more attention to them. But it was such a relief here. Until we came north, I'd forgotten what it felt like to be truly safe.
Heaven never lasts forever, especially when it's lodged in hell's cyclone.
I was laying next to him late one evening, my head resting on his powerful chest. We'd just gotten through another round, leaving us both blissfully drained and sweaty, exposed to the cool peace that always settled after sex with this man.
I'd gotten to scream my lungs out tonight. Saffron took Jackie into town for some ice cream, and also to take a look at the local high school in case we were forced to stay here a lot longer than we intended.
Having the place to ourselves should've been perfect. It certainly started out that way. Then his phone chirped on the floor, still tucked in his jeans, a jarring ring intruding on our post-fuck serenity.
Brass groaned, gently pushed me off, and reached down. I saw his face tighten when he flicked the screen on.