Bella

I was pacing the common room. Boomer and the others should be rolling in at any time. They'd been gone a total of three days. I missed him like crazy. He kept his promise and called me last night to tell me everyone was safe and unharmed and that he'd be coming home today. I asked how it went. He told me we'd talk about it in person. After having that conversation topic shut down, he went on to ask me to tell him about my day. I gave him the boring details. He told me some funny stories about the Regulators, which made me laugh. Hanging up had been tough when we were done. So was not knowing the details of what they did to Mason.

"You're gonna wear out your feet pacing," Sara said, making me jump.

"I can't help it. God, when are they coming? He said an hour, and it's been an hour."

"Come sit with me and the girls. They probably hit traffic."

I let her lead me to one of the tables where some of the old ladies were seated. They smiled at me. I dropped into an empty chair. "How can you be so calm?" I asked them. Some had their men with Boomer.

"We've learned to be. We know they take every precaution. They have brothers to protect their backs. They're smart and thoroughly plan. Does that mean we don't have worries? No, because anything could happen, but stressing over it won't help. And if you have kids, they can't see you acting like you're upset or worried. It stresses them," Lyric explained.

"Do they do this often? I mean in the last three months they've had to go deal with bad people twice. Am I to expect this to be the norm?"

"Sweetheart, it comes and goes, and there's no pattern. Your man and the others here all have thorough training. We also hate injustice, so if you want us to say the two occasions were flukes, I can't. We'll always fight to protect our families, our town, and the innocent. It's the kind of men we are," Trident warned me.

"And I love that about all of you. It just makes me anxious. I wouldn't ask you to stop it. I'll have to work on it. Just give me time."

"You'll be fine. And if my ears don't deceive me, I believe I hear motorcycles coming," he said with a grin and a wink.

I shot out of my chair and ran for the door. The others got more slowly to their feet, well, all except Londyn. She was right behind me. We got outside and stood near where they usually parked their rides. The gate swung open extra slowly, I thought. Someone had to have triggered it since no one was on gate duty. The sight of those bikes coming through it with the sun glinting off the chrome and the tough, exciting men on them made me shiver. As my eyes landed on my man, I felt my body react. I needed him desperately. I hoped no one expected him to stick around and talk because I had other plans for him.

I held back until he parked his bike and shut it off, but barely. Since they were back in Texas, he didn't have a helmet on. He swung off just in time to catch me as I ran into his arms. He picked me up, twirled me around, then latched onto my mouth. We eagerly kissed. Our lips and tongues mated. It wasn't a short kiss. When we eventually parted to catch our breaths, it registered there were others all around us. They were talking, laughing, and I even heard a few catcalls. Boomer had a smug expression on his face. I saw the same desire I was feeling reflected in his eyes. I grabbed his hand.

"Come with me. We need to talk privately."

He gave me a concerned look, but he didn't argue. I led the way. A few called out, asking where we were going, but all I said was, "We need to talk."

As soon as we got to his trailer and were inside with the door shut, he asked, "Bombshell, not sure why we have to talk about what happened privately, but what do you want to know? I'll tell you what I can."

"I want to know how fast you can get naked. Your story can wait. I need you, Brayden. I'm dying to have you inside of me." I cupped my breasts through my shirt and bra and squeezed them. I felt like I was insane with lust.

He growled, and his face flushed with desire immediately. "I couldn't agree more. Get your ass in the bedroom before I fuck you over the kitchen table."

My heart jumped. I didn't say anything in return. I showed him. I walked to the table and laid my upper half on it. I looked over my shoulder at him. He seemed to be frozen by the door with his cut half off.

"I like that idea. I've never been fucked on a table. Show me what you've got, Bray."

"Christ, get your goddamn clothes off. Now," he ordered.

I didn't need to be told twice. I raised up and slipped off my property cut. I hung it on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. Swiftly, I removed my clothes. By the time I was naked, he was too. He stalked slowly toward me. He had his cock in his hand, and it was hard. He was stroking it. More moisture flooded my pussy. I tugged on my hard nipples, which made jolts of pleasure streak throughout my body.

"Get on the table. I want you on your back with your ass at the edge of it and your legs spread. I want to eat that pussy. I need to renew my memory of your taste," he told me gruffly.

I did as he asked without question. The hardness of it barely registered. I spread my legs then smiled at him as I said, "Your meal is served."

A growl came out of him, and he was over to me in seconds. I thought he'd sit in a chair, but he dropped to his knees on the hard floor instead. His hands slid under my ass and lifted my bottom off the table. The first touch of his tongue made me cry out. He hadn't shaved in a couple of days, and his stubble rasped over my folds as his tongue tasted every inch of my pussy. I shivered.

I whimpered as he sucked hard on my clit, but what sent me into a flurry of wails was when he did it and inserted his fingers to fuck my pussy. The sensory overload was too much. I came shaking in a matter of seconds. He didn't let up. When I peaked and came down, he kept going. My hand was buried in the top of his hair. I tugged hard on it, but he didn't seem to mind. He was growling and groaning as he continued to lick, suck, and nibble.

"G-God, it's too good. Brayden, you have to stop," I eventually whimpered out.

He shook his head and grunted as he kept working me up to another explosive orgasm. The wave was building, so I gave up and just let it happen. He was still working his finger in and out of me, too. I was starting to climb higher when he made me jump. Pressure on my asshole had me glancing down. He was watching me as he ate. It was his finger trying to breach my ass. I nodded so he knew I was fine with it. He should know by now I loved when he played with me back there. We'd been exploring, and before he left, he'd gotten me to agree to use a dildo. It was way bigger than fingers, but after the discomfort wore off, I had an explosive orgasm. He slowly pushed all the way inside.

"Mm, that feels so good, baby. More. I'm getting close," I told him.

This spurred him on to thrust and lick faster. It only took a minute or two for me to be screaming and coming again. This time, as I relaxed after I was done coming, he pulled his finger out and stood. His face was glistening with my juices. He leaned over me and took my mouth. I could taste myself. It did nothing to turn me off. He devoured me and then pulled away from my grasping hands.

"I want you to stand and lean over the table on your belly. Spread your legs."

I slid off and got into position on shaky legs. Thank goodness I had the table to hold me up. I barely was settled before hands gripped my hips, and I felt the head of his cock push against me. Then he thrust hard and buried himself in my pussy. I cried out at the pleasure slash slight burn of it. It was far from my last cry, moan, or wail. He fucked me wilder than he ever had. It was like he couldn't get deep enough or go fast enough. As he drilled into me, I had to grip the edges of the table. It scooted across the floor until it was against the counter.

"This is my pussy. I own it. No one will ever touch you but me. Fuck you're so tight and wet. I missed you so damn much. I went to bed dreaming of you, Bella. God, keep doing that, and I'll come," he warned me after I squeezed my inner muscles. I did it again.

He made a pained groaning sound, and somehow, he sped up. I lost it and came for the third time. As I squeezed his cock over and over, I knew he was there when he grunted and then shouted my name. His cock jerked over and over as he shot his cum deep into my pussy. I loved knowing he was inside of me, and his essence would remain there for hours. He slowed down his thrusts, but he didn't stop, not until he went completely soft.

When Boomer pulled out, he kissed my neck and shoulder, then lifted me up to press me back against his chest. I was so weak. He sucked my earlobe, then bit it. "Thank God, I found you. You're my everything, Bella. Let me take you to bed where you can be comfortable. Although I gotta say, you are the best meal I've ever had. You can serve me you anytime."

I giggled. He shuffled us down the hall, where I collapsed on the bed. I should go clean myself up, but I didn't have the energy. I needed to rest a bit first. He tucked me against his chest when he got in beside me.

"Bray, I thank God for you too and you're beyond amazing. I can't live without you. You're stuck with me."

He chuckled. "That's the kind of threat I love. You'd better take a cat nap because that was only round one. I have a lot more to give you."

I moaned, but I did as he said. I hadn't slept worth a damn with him gone. My exhaustion caught up with me, and I closed my eyes, and that was it.