Boomer Chapter 13

The night had been going so well, then this asshole had to put a damper on it. I was pissed about how he'd propositioned them, but what royally pissed me off was he'd grabbed her and hurt her. The redness on her arm told me the truth. As I marched him through the common room, my brothers were all asking what happened. I left it to Torpedo and Londyn to answer them. All I wanted was to get his ass outside, teach him a lesson in manners, then get him the fuck off our property. I refused to let him ruin the rest of the night.

I had a beautiful, sexy woman I wanted to show off and spend time with. And God was she both of those things and more. When I first caught sight of her outfit, I almost came in my jeans. Fuck, she was hot, and all I wanted to do was take her to the trailer, strip her naked, and then make love to her all night. I wanted my mouth and hands all over her body and my cock inside of her. I was dying to be with her. I was fully healed but was waiting for her to ask for more. She seemed to love the kissing we were doing, but she hadn't asked or tried to take things further. Should I ask her? I'd been wondering about it for several days. Screw it, tonight I was asking. She promised to stay the night. I didn't want her to drive late, and this way, she'd be free to drink if she wanted.

Outside, the air was brisk. I glanced at Bella. She had to be cold. "Bella, why don't you go inside where it's warm? It's too cold out here without a jacket."

"I'll be fine. I'm staying here."

I didn't order her to do it, mainly because I knew it would do no good. Nodding my head, I turned back to Paul. Before I let go of him, I warned him. "I'm gonna let go of you. If you run, the beating you're getting will be worse. Understand?"

He nodded as he said, "I understand."

I let go but kept a close eye on him. He stood there in misery. I glanced over at Torpedo. "Brother, he insulted your woman too. You go first since I have more to teach him than you."

"Thanks, I'll leave you some," Torpedo's quick reply before throwing his first punch. Paul tried to protect his face, but it was apparent he couldn't fight worth a shit. This took some of the fun outta beating his ass, but it didn't matter. Torpedo got in several good punches before he stopped and moved back. He gestured to me to take over.

We had the whole club outside, and it looked like our other guests as well. As I walked toward him, I warned him. "You'd better defend yourself better than you did with Torpedo. You not only talked shit to my woman, but you grabbed her, hurt her. No one does that and walks off without pain."

"I didn't know! She doesn't have one of those leather vests like the others do."

"Londyn does, but it makes no difference. They told you who they were, and you still did it." I said before I took my first swing. He pathetically put up his fists. His punches were weak, and they didn't touch me at all, or if they did, they didn't hurt. I pounded his ass good until I heard Bella calling out to me. She sounded upset, so I pulled back my anger and moved away. He dropped to the ground and was moaning as he curled up in a ball. Julian walked over and kneeled next to him.

"Get him off the compound. Help Julian get him to his vehicle. Julian, I don't think he needs a hospital, but he's not gonna forget this for a few days. Paul, learn from this and stop snorting shit up your nose," I demanded.

Paul moaned louder. I made sure while the punches hurt like hell, he wouldn't have serious damage. I knew enough to be able to do it. His mother was the only reason. She shouldn't suffer because he was a stupid cunt.

As I walked over to Bella, I noted Ashes and Dragon headed to Paul and Julian. I saw them not so gently yank him to his feet. They got under each arm and dragged his ass to the car Julian was indicating. My guy gave me another apologetic look. I knew he'd be telling me again when I saw him at work.

I had some blood on my fists, so I didn't touch her, but I did lean down and kiss her. She kissed me back, and it felt almost desperate. What an initiation into the biker world. I hoped this didn't run her off. Or the sight of the hang arounds, who were due any time since the kids weren't here tonight. When we parted, I smiled at her.

"Babe, I need to go wash my hands. Come with me."

"Okay. Do you need them bandaged?"

As we made our way inside, the others let us. They were buzzing with talk. I led her to the bathroom, the one she'd been coming from when Paul accosted them. I locked the door so no one would come in. Turning on the water, I let it get hot as I squirted a ton of soap on my hands. Luckily, it was antimicrobial. I didn't think I'd broken the skin on myself, but I wasn't positive. She slipped hers around mine as I put my hands under the water.

"No, I don't want his blood on you!"

"Too bad. It's on you. Let me get you clean."

I let her. Her touch was so gentle as she thoroughly cleaned them. When she was done, I saw that though they were red and bruised, they didn't have any open cuts. Mine were pretty scarred and tough from using them so much, especially growing up. She patted them dry. When she was done, she placed kisses along both rows of knuckles. God, if I didn't love her already, this would've done it.

As I thought this, I realized I did love her. These past two-and-a-half months showed me that. I hoped it wasn't too soon to tell her. I didn't expect her to say the same thing yet, but I wanted to tell her now that I knew it. Later, when we were alone, I would. For now, we had to go back and mingle for a bit longer. She hadn't met everyone yet, but first, I needed a full kiss. I took my hands away and wrapped my arms around her. Leaning back on the counter, I brought her between my legs. I took her mouth as she tipped her head back to look up.

Her tongue eagerly sought mine. It was hot and filled me with desire. I grew hard, and I made sure she knew it. Her sweet whimpers made it worse. Teeth nipped. I had to fight to stop. We were breathing hard when I did.

"Wow, you sure know how to turn a girl on. Now I have to wait for these pesky things to go away again," she pouted as she indicated her nipples with her chin.

"The hell you do. I can walk out there with this and you with those. Who gives a damn? They're all adults. Let them look."

I was taken aback when she shrugged and said, "Let's go then."

It was awkward to walk with a hard-on, but I did it. I knew by the grins and smirks I saw that a lot of people saw it. I don't know how many noted her nipples since I had her under my arm and half turned toward me. Eventually, our bodies calmed down, and I got back to introducing her to the others there. It was probably forty-five minutes later when I noticed there were new faces. And based on how they were dressed, I knew the hang arounds were here. As I scanned the crowded room, I recognized a few. Damn it, I knew it was too much to hope none of the ones I hooked up with in the past would come. Taking the bull by the horns, I told Bella they were here.

"Babe, the women from town are here. You'll know who they are. Just ignore them. Hopefully, they're smart enough not to come onto the married brothers, but there are faces I don't know, so not sure if they've ever been here or not."

She looked around. When she was done, she asked me what I hoped she wouldn't. "Are any of them ones you've been with?"

I groaned. "Bella, please don't ask the second question I know you have. Yes, there are some, but I'm not saying who. They never meant anything to me. You do. It's no contest."

"I won't ask, but Boomer, I'm telling you, if one of them comes onto you and doesn't back off when told, I'll beat her ass like you did Paul's. I realize you and I are new, and they won't know, so I'll cut them some slack."

"If any of them do it, you can commence with whatever you want, just nothing to get hurt."

"I can defend myself. I'm not Londyn, but I do alright."

"Then let's finish visiting because I think we should head to the trailer soon. You brought your bag, didn't you?"

"I did, and I put it in the trailer while you were in the clubhouse before I went to Londyn's."

"Perfect."

I knew we should've called it a night about thirty minutes later. If we had, we would've gotten away scot-free. Unfortunately, we were caught by Bruiser. He wanted to ask her more about her equine therapy. We were chatting about it and all the types of conditions it could help. I was impressed when she explained to me how it could benefit people with agoraphobia, anxiety, panic attacks, PTSD, addictions, ADHD, and more.

I enjoyed listening to her enthusiastically talk. Bruiser was totally into it. Due to this, I wasn't paying attention to those around us. She'd moved over to stand beside him, showing him something on her phone. A hand latching onto my arm had me glancing around. I wanted to swear when I saw one of the women I'd hooked up with before. I couldn't remember her name. She was smiling at me with a suggestive look. I shook my arm as I commanded her, "Let go."

"Boomer, I was hoping you'd be here tonight. It's been too long."

I had prayed none would be bold enough, but history should've reminded me of how these women could and would be. I heard my woman stop talking. Before glancing at Bella, I snapped at the one holding my arm as I tore it away. "I said let go, and don't ever touch me again. I don't care what we did in the past. It's the past. I don't want anything from you. I have a woman now, and she's all I want or need. Run along." As I finished telling her, I looked over at Bella. She was on the move, coming up to us fast, and she had a determined look on her face.

"Excuse me, but I'd appreciate it if you didn't put your hands on or proposition my man. Boomer is mine. Please, don't do it again. You heard him. He's not interested. I know for a fact there are other single guys here tonight. Why don't you see if any of them are looking for company?" Bella said nicely as soon as she reached us. I was impressed.

When I glanced back at the woman, she was frowning. "He's a biker. What difference does it make if he's seeing you? They have more than one woman. It's the lifestyle, honey. I don't know what you said to him to make him think he couldn't, but get over it."

"She didn't say anything to me. It's my choice, and none of the guys here will have a woman who isn't his, so don't even try it. You don't know everything about bikers like you think."

She opened her mouth, and you could tell by her expression that she was about to argue. Bella stepped up to her and shook her head. "I'd shut up and back off. You"ve heard him twice now. Don't make this into something ugly. Everyone is trying to have a good time. There's been enough drama tonight." Again, she said it sweetly and calmly.

The woman scowled and then shrugged. "Whatever, it's his loss."

She turned her back on Bella, who in turn turned back to face me. I was smiling at her and didn't see it until it was too late. The woman, I think her name was Ashley or something like that, whipped around, grabbed the back of Bella's hair, and yanked. Bella stumbled back. I let out a bellow, but it was my woman who took care of it. She dropped into a squat, then came back up fast and hard. Ashley cried out and let go. I knew that move hurt the wrist.

Bella then turned to face her, and the next thing I saw was my sweet woman slamming her fist into Ashley's face, followed by her stomach. As she gasped and bent over, Bella grabbed the back of her head and brought it down further to drive her knee into it. The scream was loud. Her point made, Bella moved back.

The action got several people's attention, and they surrounded us. I heard some of the women cheering. The guys were grinning. Ashley was on her knees sobbing and holding her face. You could see blood streaming out between her fingers. Her muffled voice screamed. "You broke my nose, bitch!"

"Better your nose than your arms and legs. Keep it up, and you'll get those too. You need to leave. Now." Gone was the sweet Bella, and in her place was warrior woman Bella. That was it. I latched onto her and swung her up in my arms. The others could get rid of the sobbing one. Over their cheers, I shouted for someone to escort the woman out. I walked off with Bella in my arms, staring up at me in shock.

"It's time to say good night," was all I told her.

My legs ate up the distance outside and to my trailer. As soon as I got her inside, I locked the door. No one was disturbing us. Ignoring our usual make-out spot, the couch, I kept going and took her to my bedroom. I lay her down on the bed. I'd left the lamp on earlier. Picking up her hands to inspect them, I was happy to see they had no open cuts. Dropping them, I moved to my chair. I sat down and started to take off my boots.

She leaned up on her elbows to watch. "What're you doing, Brayden?"

"I'm getting rid of some shit, then I'm getting on the bed with you. Goddamn, that was hot."

I had my boots off and was taking off my socks, and then I'd get my cut when she surprised the hell out of me. Her shoes hit the floor. "Good. I hope this means you're ready to have sex. I've been waiting for you to ask. I felt you get hard tonight. I hope to God it means you're all healed up."

I blinked at her for a second as her words soaked in. Then I had my socks off and stood to shrug out of my cut. "Bombshell, are you telling me you're ready and have been? That you've been waiting on me?"

"Yes, all those things."

I had to stop myself from pouncing on her. Instead, I removed my shirt and belt, leaving me in my jeans. Underneath was nothing but flesh. I didn't do underwear. I heard her gasp as I stalked to the bed and leaned over her. She fell onto her back.

"I've been dying with those make-out sessions, and all this time, I could've had you. I'm gonna spank your ass for not telling me, but later. Right now, I need to see you naked and feast. If you're not sure, say so. Last chance."

She lifted her arms over her head. "I'm ready."

I pounced. I pushed up her top until I got it up far enough that she took over and pulled it off. I was too busy staring at her beautiful, full breasts. Her nipples were hard. I straddled her lower body, and I cupped both breasts while lowering my head to suck one into my mouth as I kneaded them both. Her moans made me harden even more.

I don't know how long I feasted on them before I needed more. Raising up, I gave her a deep kiss on her mouth. Her hands sinking in my hair had us doing it for several heartbeats, and then I had to move. Getting off the bed, I pulled her to the edge so her legs were hanging off the side. It was high, so her feet couldn't touch the floor. Unzipping her pants, I worked those tight leather pants off. When I got to her pussy, I moaned. She was bare, no panties. I gave her a surprised look.

"I didn't want panty lines," she explained with a smirk.

Growling, I worked her pants the rest of the way down and then threw them over my shoulder as I dropped to my knees. I pushed her legs apart, and starting at her ankles, I kissed my way up. When I got to the promised land, I inhaled deeply. Fuck she smelled so damn good. I couldn't wait to taste her.

She was waxed bare. Fuck, I loved that. Nothing to block my view or her ability to feel everything. I parted her folds with my fingers and then dove in. She cried out as I swiped my tongue from her entrance to her clit. I stopped and sucked on it hard and thrashed it with my tongue before swiping down again. She was soaked, and her taste was unbelievable.

I ate her pussy like it was my last meal. I used my lips, tongue, and teeth. Her cries and moans told me how much she was loving it, as if her cum didn't. She kept getting wetter. She moaned louder when I sank a finger inside. Jesus, she was tight. I thrust a few times, then added another. I had to get her ready. I knew she was no virgin, but my cock wasn't exactly small. One thrust with my third finger, and she clamped down and came. I lapped up her cum greedily and kept finger fucking her.

"Brayden, oh God, I'm gonna come again," she wailed after about a minute more.

I lifted my mouth away far enough to tell her, "Do it," before I went back to it.

She hadn't lied. It wasn't more than a minute or two, and she was coming again and shaking. I licked it up just as greedily as the first one. When she was coming down, I stood. I couldn't wait. I undid my jeans and shoved them to my ankles so I could kick them off. I palmed my cock and stroked, which made me groan. The head was covered in precum.

She sat up and reached for me. I let her replace my hands with hers, but I wasn't sure how much I could take without coming. She stroked up and down, wringing more groans out of me. "Babe, I can't take much of that," I warned her.

"Brayden, I don't know if I can take you," she whispered.

"Yes, you can. We'll go slow."

"You're beautiful," she said, then made me hiss as she swiped her tongue across the head to taste my cum. I moaned and clenched my fists. I let her explore me with her tongue down my length, then back up, but when she sucked the head into her mouth, I could only let her suck a few seconds before I pulled out.

"In the middle of the bed. Are you on anything?" I asked with a growl.

"Yes."

"Then we're going bare. I'm clean."

"Me too."

I hadn't doubted she would've said so if she wasn't. She was the only woman I'd ever gone bare with or would go bare with. Getting on the bed, I lay beside her. She gave me a puzzled look.

"I think the first time, you should be on top. You can control how fast and deep you take me." I offered this to her even though there was nothing I wanted more than to be on top or take her from behind and pound her pussy until she begged, and we both exploded. Later.

She straddled me and then took my cock in her hand, standing it up. The feel of her heat against the head made me shudder. Slowly, she began to sink down. The head was barely inside, and I was already fighting not to come. She was so fucking tight and wet. Her hot pussy was molding itself around me. I had to hold myself back and let her work me inside. It was slow and torturous, but goddamn, it felt fantastic. She kept lifting up and then back down. Each time it drove my cock deeper. She was panting.

"Are you okay, Bombshell?"

She glanced up at me. She had a dreamy look on her face. "I'm good. You're big. It burns a bit, but you feel so good, and I don't care." As she said it, she sank down more. I was packing an almost nine-inch cock, and it was thick. Her moan had me counting to stay in control. By the time I was all the way inside her, I was sweating. I gripped her hips and helped her lift. Then she came back down.

It took a few of those before she was coming down on me harder and faster. Her breathing was a steady pant. She had a rosy flush on her chest. Yeah, my baby was close. On her next descent, I dug in my heels and thrust up. She cried out, then sped up. By now, she was riding me wildly. Only a few minutes of that was all it took before she froze, screamed, and came. Her pussy squeezed me like a damn vice. I clenched my fists and teeth to keep from coming. I had plans.

She milked the hell out of me. When she stopped and eased up her grip, I rolled so she was underneath me. I sat up on my heels and pulled her hips onto my thighs. I was still inside of her. I slowly withdrew, watching my glistening cock part her folds. It broke me. Groaning, I gripped her hips and pounded into her. Her screams filled the room as I fucked her like an animal. If her screams had been those of pain, I would've stopped, but they weren't. I knew the difference. They were pure pleasure.

Hooking her thighs over my arms, I got to my knees and pushed them toward her chest so I could come up over the top of her. I latched onto her mouth and tongue fucked it like it was her pussy. She kissed me back hungrily. When I broke the kiss, she panted out hoarsely.

"Come, Bray, I want your cum inside of me. Come."

I let out a roar and pounded into her a few more times, then planted myself and came shuddering and grunting. As my balls emptied, I knew I'd never come this hard or much in my life. She drained me. When I was done, I dropped and rolled, taking her with me so she was on top. My cock was still in its new home. I closed my eyes. I was exhausted, but I needed to tell her.

"Bella, that was the best sex of my life. And I know why. It's because it wasn't just sex. It was making love. I love you, Bombshell."

She gasped. Before I could tell her I didn't expect her to say it, she shocked the shit outta me. "Brayden, it was the best ever for me, too, by far. I never felt anything like it. I agree it was lovemaking. I guess both of us loving each other is the secret."

I studied her face to be sure I heard right. Her smile told me I had. I couldn't resist kissing her. She was fucking perfect and all mine. We kissed over and over before I reluctantly stopped.

"You just made me the happiest man in the world. Now, I think we should take a shower and then come back here and see what else might happen," I told her with a smirk. She laughed, which made her squeeze my softening cock. Much more of that, and the hell with the shower. I'd be hard again.