Spawn Chapter 18

My head was practically spinning as I went down on my woman. She was beyond anything I could ever have hoped for. I hadn’t expected her to be so open to what I wanted. I knew I had to warn her if nothing else. But to have her agree to try pretty much whatever I wanted, even to go as far as letting me chase her, had stunned me. Add to it agreeing to maybe go to the House of Lustz, which had knocked me for a loop.

I sniffed her. I forgot to tell her smelling was part of being a primal. Her scent flooded my nose. I inhaled deeply and let out a low rumble. I remembered her taste and smell from last time. My mouth was watering. I nuzzled her and slowly lapped at her folds. She was so wet. She moaned and jerked. Taking my time, I laved her from top to bottom and vice versa. I used my teeth more this time and bit harder. She didn’t tell me to stop, and more cream spilled from her.

I ran a nail over her hard, protruding clit. She wailed, and her whole body spasmed. She was close to coming. I thrust my tongue into her pussy and fluttered it as I twisted her clit. She came screaming my name, “Aidan!” I kept pleasuring her as she jerked and orgasmed.

She was slow to come down because of it, which was what I wanted. I had to give her at least two orgasms, if not more before I took her for the first time. My cock was already recovering and hardening. The bastard wanted her. I ruthlessly drove her back up. This time I used my fingers to fuck her as I nipped and bit on her clit and folds. It didn’t take her very long to come again, and she was shaking so hard the bed squeaked.

I wanted to make her come a third time, but I couldn’t use my mouth to do it. I had to be inside of her, or I was going to die. Raising up, I pulled her hips onto my folded thighs. She gasped, and her eyes widened as I pressed the head of my cock to her opening. “Ready?” I asked her.

She nodded, but I saw the apprehension there. “Baby, if you need me to stop, just tell me,” I told her. I meant what I told her, but if she told me to stop, I might die. The need for her was insane.

“I don’t need you to stop. Please, do it. I want you, Aidan. God,” she cried, then she thrust down, driving the head inside her. We both moaned at the feeling. Christ, she was tight. It was hard to get inside her. She was snug and fit around me like another layer of skin.

“Motherfucker,” I groaned.

“What’s wrong?” she panted.

“I won’t last, babe. You feel too incredible for me to last. Tell me if I get too rough. I’m sorry,” I pleaded before I thrust all the way inside of her. She wailed louder, but she didn’t appear to be in pain. Seeing this, I let my last bit of restraint half-slip. I snapped my hips back and thrust harder and deeper. When she didn’t tell me to stop, in fact, she threw back her head and cried out. The rest of my restraint snapped, and I began to hammer in and out.

I gripped her hips and tried not to leave bruises as I powered into her. I did it over and over. Fuck! She was taking all of me, and I was climbing to the point of no return so fast. However, no matter how much I enjoyed it, I had to be sure she was alright. I gritted my teeth so I could speak. “Kimera, sweetheart, is this okay? Am I hurting you? Too rough?”

“No, No, don’t stop. Oh my God!” she screamed then she came. She almost strangled my cock in half. It was half painful, but it threw me into a frenzy as the tingling in my balls came rising up. I got two more thrusts in then I was roaring, growling, and grunting, hell I might’ve snorted as I flooded her pussy with my seed, and she milked me dry. It was, without a doubt, the hardest I ever came in my life. I almost blacked out. It was so good, and she squirted when she came. I was helpless to do anything but keep thrusting until I eventually began to soften. I was breathing like I’d run a race. She was lying limp and sweaty under me.

I reluctantly pulled out and looked down. I watched as my cum leaked slowly out of her. I pushed it back inside and teased her with a finger. She moaned weakly. I didn’t want my cum to escape. I saw an image of her in my head. She had a round stomach with my baby inside. Like an animal, I wanted to breed her. I’d wait, but as soon as she was ready, I’d plant my seed and impregnate her. I’d save that revelation for later. I had no idea I had that instinct until her. No other woman ever made me want or think that. This told me she was my mate, without a doubt.

I leaned down and kissed her gently before I lay beside her and took her in my arms. “You are so fucking amazing, wonderful, and incredible. I can’t think of enough words. I love you, my She-Wolf.”

She snuggled into my chest. “I feel the exact same, and I love you too.” She yawned and closed her eyes. She’d so easily admitted she loved me for the first time. I was so thrilled. Nothing would ruin this. I wouldn’t let it. I’d let her rest and then see if she was up for another round.

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We didn’t get up until late the next morning. I was right. We did go another round. I could’ve gone again, but she was exhausted and I didn’t want her so sore she couldn’t walk. It had been a while since she’d had sex, and she told me shyly I was much bigger than she’d experienced before. It made me want to beat my chest even though I hated to know any man had her before me. I’d for sure make her forget they ever existed by drowning her in pleasure and making her feel like a queen.

We grabbed coffee and a Danish but didn’t eat because we knew we’d be eating at the Highwaymen’s clubhouse. They were having a cookout in December. Go figure. The weather was supposed to be in the mid-fifties, so it shouldn’t be too terrible. I made sure she had on a sweatshirt just in case it got too cold for her. I hadn’t presented her with a property cut yet, but I did get something for her to show she belonged to the Punishers. On the back of the sweatshirt was our logo and club name. She’d lit up when she saw it. I made sure she was warm before we headed out.

I followed the directions to their place. It took us outside of town. I think a lot of clubs had their clubhouses outside city limits if they could. It made for less hassle from the cops. If your neighbors were further away, you had fewer complaints of noise or people sticking their noses into things you didn’t want them to see. When we drove up, I saw they had their place fenced in, which was smart. I saw a large, one-story sprawling building on the right. On the left was another building, which appeared to be a garage. Past it a couple of houses. Bikes were lined up outside the large building. It had to be the clubhouse.

There was a guy at the gate. He came out to speak to me. I rolled down my window. According to his cut, he was a prospect. I nodded. “Hey, prospect, I’m Spawn. I’m with the Iron Punishers. Your president is expecting us.”

He studied me and then glanced at Kimera. I saw him perk up and eye her with sexual interest. I couldn’t blame him, but I wouldn’t let it go either. I put him on notice. “I’d keep your eyes off my old lady if you know what’s good for you,” I said with menace.

He moved back and held up his hands. “No disrespect, man. Your old lady is a looker, and a man can’t help but look, but I swear that’s all I’ll do. Let me get the gate. You can park anywhere. Find a spot in front of the building with all the bikes. Welcome,” he said before scurrying to open the gate. I gave him a chin lift as I drove in.

“Aidan, no killing or maiming anyone. He didn’t touch me,” she reminded me.

“I know he didn’t, and that’s why he’s still breathing. I’ll always call out anyone who ogles you, babe.”

“Can I do the same if women ogle you?”

“You can do whatever you want to them,” I said with a smirk.

“You might regret that you said that.”

I laughed as I found a spot and parked. I backed in. It was a habit no matter what I drove. It was in case I needed to make a quick getaway. I made her wait for me to come around to open her door. As I held her hand in my left, I reminded her. “Stick close to me. Don’t go anywhere alone. I don’t think we have anything to worry about, but just be alert. Tinker texted, and they came straight here instead of meeting us at the hotel. They came to feel them out in advance. If they’d gotten a bad vibe off them, we wouldn’t be here.” I told her. I hadn’t mentioned it before we left the hotel. I think she forgot they were coming since she’d been so nervous when she got up and got ready.

I felt her relax a tad when she asked, “Who all came?”

“Tinker, Sandman, Gravel, and Crusher.”

“Good,” was her only response.

Walking inside, we were hit with the noise of several voices, the smell of alcohol, and faint music. Thankfully, it didn’t smell like pussy or smoke, although it most likely would later tonight. I planned to be gone before it happened. We barely got in the door before our names were yelled loudly, and Crusher and my other brothers came barreling over to us. They slapped me on the back and then hugged Kimera gingerly. They knew she was still leery sometimes to be touched. She seemed to handle it fine. When they stepped back, I saw three men behind them, and most of the others in the room were staring at us.

Crusher turned to them, and my brothers parted down the middle. “Spawn, let me introduce you to some of our hosts. This is Stallion. He’s the president of the Highwaymen. On his right is his VP Stone, and on his left is Abyss. He’s their enforcer. Guys, this is my brother Spawn and his old lady, Kimera.”

They greeted us and shook my hand. When it came to Kimera, they smiled and welcomed her but kept their hands to themselves. I didn’t know if it was because she was mine or if they did it due to knowing what she’d suffered. It made me like them better.

“Welcome, we’re so damn glad we could get you here. Abyss tells me Maniac is a good guy, and so is your club. Everything I’ve heard says the same and that we have similar outlooks on life and people,” Stallion said. I’d studied them as we were introduced. Stallion appeared to be in his mid to late forties. The other two were around my age. They stood straight and confident. I liked what I saw so far.

“Thank you for the invitation and for the offer of help. We’re hoping to complete our visit soon and get out of your hair.”

“There’s time for us to chat about that later. Let me introduce you to the gang and my old lady. She’s probably over there chomping at the bit to talk to your woman. We only have the two old ladies here and, of course, a few kids,” Stallion offered.

It didn’t take long to meet the others. This club wasn’t as large as ours, but I found they had three prospects. We were in the process of bringing in more at home. We only had poor Rhaines, and he was coming toward the end of his time.

Stallion’s old lady was Mara. She was a few years younger than him, I think. Wrench and Diviner, two other members, were their sons. They appeared to be in their mid-twenties, so Stallion and Mara had been young when they had them. Whiskey, their treasurer, was in his mid-thirties. His old lady was Phoebe, and they had a seven-year-old son, Caleb, and a five-year-old daughter, Callie. The rest were Piston, their secretary, and Griller, their road captain, along with Tats and Boulder. In total, they had ten members.

Kimera stuck close, but she did great with everyone, and I was glad to see her talking. We sat down at a table with Stallion, Whiskey, their old ladies, and Abyss after all the introductions were made. Others rotated in and out at our table. As time went on, more chairs were pulled up. Those not at the table were either playing pool or darts. I was surprised to see they had a pinball machine in their common area. That was an idea for home.

After about an hour, we ended up migrating outside behind the clubhouse. They had barbecues and picnic tables out there. I saw they had two of the prospects manning the grill. Besides the picnic tables, there were a couple of fire pits.

We spent another hour just socializing before the food they were preparing was done. About a half hour before it was, their old ladies excused themselves to go get the other food they had in the clubhouse. I knew Kimera would want to help. She hated not being useful, and she’d think it rude not to assist them in some way. It was how she was, so I whispered in her ear to go. I made eye contact with Gravel. He knew what I wanted. He got up and followed her inside.

Stallion noticed. Nothing got by him. “I see you don’t like her out of your sight. Are you unsure of us? I promise we’d never hurt her.”

“No offense, but I don’t trust anyone with her other than my brothers at this point. It’s nothing against you, but after what she’s been through in the past and not long ago, she’s wary of men. I don’t want her scared or uncomfortable. If I can’t be with her, then one of my brothers will be. I don’t mean any disrespect.

“Good. I don’t blame you for doing it. I’d do the same for any woman. Maniac told Abyss why you’re here and about the fucker from her past. He didn’t mention anything about a recent incident, though. Mind if I ask what that was?” he asked gruffly.

This shifted the conversation from relaxed to tense. My remaining brothers stiffened, and his men got quiet and gathered close. It was as if an invisible signal went out to tell them to pay attention.

“One of our old ladies had a big issue with people beating her and leaving her with amnesia. We found her dumped body and rescued her. They thought they’d killed her. She’s with our brother Lash. Anyway, I discovered who did it and why. They came looking for her. When they did, Kimera, who colored her hair to look like Troian, was taken by the four of them.” I paused. Just recalling what she almost suffered made me want to punch something.

“Shit, don’t tell me they raped her,” Stallion muttered darkly.

“No, but one was seconds from it when we got there. It triggered some very unwelcome memories, as you can imagine. She’s slowly relaxing around men, but I don’t want to chance her becoming upset or scared. She’s tough, but even the toughest person can break. Having this shit with the guy who raped her when she was a teenager come up only has made it worse. She’s having nightmares. I want to end him so she never has to worry about him again.”

“How did he come back into her life? You’re in Virginia, and he’s here,” Stone asked.

“Kimera was raised in foster care since she was ten. The last home she was in was where this bastard was. He was the family’s natural son. Anyway, another girl ended up there with her, too. She was younger, and Kimera thought she had protected her from his attention, but she was wrong. That woman was the one to track down my woman and tell her the cocksucker was back in town and had mentioned her name.”

“Kimera protected her?” Whiskey asked with a questioning look.

“He forced her to have sex with him repeatedly for several months when she was almost sixteen. He threatened that if she didn’t, he’d get it from the other one, a thirteen-year-old girl. Kimera had no idea the fucker was raping her too and using the threat of hurting Kimera on the other girl to make her submit and keep her mouth shut. Finally, Kimera told the parents, and those shitheads didn’t believe her and sent her back to a group foster care. Their worthless piece of shit son went back to college to probably do it again and again. We’re gonna stop this once and for all. No girl or woman will need to be scared of him again,” I snarled.

The dark mutterings that broke out around me told me they were of the same mind. Stallion clapped his hand down on my left shoulder and squeezed. “Don’t you worry. We’ll gladly help in any way we can to rid the earth of this scum. It’ll be our pleasure. We have a place we can take him to, where no one will hear his screams and another spot to get rid of his carcass afterward. You just say when.” There was an unholy gleam in his eye. I grinned back just as evilly as all our brothers chuckled. Yeah, they were kindred souls. The conversation didn’t go further because we saw the women coming back to join us.

We enjoyed the good food they had made. There was plenty of it and a big variety. The stories we shared had all of us laughing. Eventually, Kimera moved over to sit with Phoebe and Mara so they could chat about whatever. She was still where I could keep an eye on her, but she was smiling, so I figured she was at ease.

The hours flew by. I didn’t keep track of them, to be honest, since we were having such a great time. It felt like having a get-together back home or at one of our friends’ clubs. When it got dark, the fire pits were lit to provide warmth. I saw one of the prospects bring out blankets for the three women. The kids were tucked inside at Whiskey’s house in their beds. His cousin had come to watch them so he and his old lady could party.

It was because they were such a great bunch and we were enjoying our time that I didn’t pay attention to time. I groaned softly when I saw women coming around the clubhouse. It was obvious by their appearances they were either hang arounds or bunnies. Despite the cold, they were scantily dressed, and their faces were made up with way too much makeup.

I briefly wondered how the hell I’d ever been attracted to women like them. I guess the lure of easy pussy blinded a man. It took finding and falling for a quality woman to show you what you’ve been missing. I was even more grateful for Kimera when I saw them. I glanced over to see if she’d noticed them or not.

I knew she was aware of these kinds of women. We had them back home, but as far as I knew, she hadn’t been exposed to them. All three old ladies were staring at them. Mara and Phoebe looked resigned and a bit disgusted. Kimera was studying them with a faintly curious expression. The other two watched but didn’t get up. Kimera glanced at me. I smiled and winked at her so she’d know everything was cool. She smiled back and then said something to the two women.

“I see the entertainment is here,” Sandman said with a smirk.

“Yeah, just watch the red-head. She’s out to get a patched man, and I don’t think she cares who. She’s a decent lay but can get clingy,” Wrench told him.

“She won’t be getting more than that outta me,” Sandman muttered.

In the firelight, I swear I could see the gleam of excitement when the women spotted there was new meat here. Jesus Christ, I hoped they would stay away from me. I had no idea how Kimera would react if any of them came onto me. A small part of me wondered if she’d challenge them, and the thought was hot, but I’d rather not find out. What if she was upset by them and blamed me for their behavior? I had no idea how much the ladies back home told her about these types of women in the biker world. I didn’t want to be rude and bail suddenly, but I planned to give us another half hour, and then I’d get us out of there.

As I continued to talk to a few of the Highwaymen, I watched out of the corner of my eye what the new arrivals were doing. There were six in total. Two quickly went for some of Stallion’s men, but a few approached Tinker, Crusher, and Sandman. I knew Sandman wouldn’t mind. I didn’t see Gravel. I was rather surprised when Tinker shook off the woman and sent her on her way. He scowled at her in irritation. Hmm, what was up with that? Lately, I noticed he’d been avoiding the women back home, too. Did he have a woman we didn’t know about? If so, I wondered who she was.

I was distracted from my thoughts and keeping track of them as well as making sure Kimera was alright by Piston. He was showing me the bike he was restoring. He had pictures on his phone. It was a sweet ride already, even though he wasn’t done. I was asking him about specs and telling him about the Warriors’ custom work when two bunnies slithered up. One put her hand on Tats’ chest. The other gave me what I guess was her sexy smile and reached out to touch me.

I opened my mouth to tell her hands off, but I never got the words out. Suddenly, Kimera was between us. She had her back to me. Her stance was stiff. When she spoke, I knew she wasn’t thrilled.

“Sweetheart, I’ll save you the trouble. He’s taken. Now, I don’t know if his brothers are interested, but they’re single, so have a ball. Just leave this one alone. Spread the word.” Her tone was firm, but she wasn’t hateful. I was hopeful the bunny would heed her and turn her attention elsewhere. I was wrong.

I couldn’t see Kimera’s face, but I could see the bunny’s. She got a pissed-off look and sneered at my woman. Shit, I had to stop this. I opened my mouth to tell the unknown woman to get lost, but the bunny, or whatever she was, beat me to the punch.

“I don’t see a ring on either of your fingers, and you’re not wearing a property cut. That means he’s fair game. And even if he did have an old lady, it doesn’t mean he wouldn’t sample a better woman.” She smirked. Her insulting remark pissed me off. She was nowhere near the quality of Kimera.

“Jazzy, stop it,” Abyss growled.

“Oh, come on, Abyss. Are you jealous?” She fluttered her fake lashes at him and jutted out her hip, putting a hand on it. She was skin and bones.

“If you touch him, it’s your ass,” Kimera told her firmly.

I wrapped my arms around Kimera and pulled her back to rest against me. “She’s right. I’m taken. Whether she has my ring or property cut on doesn’t matter. She’s my old lady. Her cut is at home being made.”

Instead of Jazzy walking off gracefully, she snorted and scanned Kimera with a wrinkled nose. “Please, what does she have that I don’t? I can rock your world. I know she can’t.”

Boulder snorted. “Jazzy, are you blind? She’s a thousand times better than you. She’s beyond gorgeous, sexy, and smart. I have no doubt she keeps Spawn happy in and out of the bedroom. All you do is give some temporary relief to whoever snaps his fingers. Sorry, but you’re not now or ever gonna be old lady material.”

Harsh, maybe, but it was true of most bunnies and hang arounds. Fury filled Jazzy’s face. “Fuck you, Boulder! See if I ever let you fuck me again.”

He laughed at her. “Honey, that’s a promise I’ll gladly take. There are plenty of other pussies out there, and you’re not the best lay in the world.”

She gasped in outrage. Now that the focus was off me, I was finding this entertaining. I heard Kimera giggle softly at Boulder’s comments. Jazzy whipped her head back to glare at her. She’d heard her.

“What’re you laughing at, bitch?”

“A dumbass, apparently. You keep it up, and no one here will fuck you again. I’d move on if I were you. Don’t demean yourself like this. Have some self-respect. Men like that.”

“Don’t talk to me like that, cunt,” Jazzy hissed at her.

“You’re out of here,” Stallion growled at the same time Kimera stepped out of my arms and got in her face.

“Call me a name again and see what happens. I promise you, you won’t like it.”

Jazzy stood a good five inches taller than Kimera. She had long, claw-like fake nails. She let out a strangled scream as she quickly shoved my woman. Oh, hell no. I reached out to bring Kimera out of range of her and get between them, but my She-Wolf was too quick for me. The punch thrown by her was a solid one to Jazzy’s face. Jazzy screamed in pain and grasped her mouth. All the men around us erupted in laughter. I heard them calling out encouragement to Kimera.

“That’s it. Show her.”

“Beat that ass.”

“Damn, that’s hot as fuck.”

Jazzy was sobbing, and blood trickled out from underneath her hand. Kimera sighed. “I warned you. Let me see. I’m a nurse.”

“Don’t touch me!” Jazzy shrieked before she turned and ran off.

Kimera faced Stallion. “I’m sorry if I offended you. It wasn’t intentional, but I won’t let another woman touch Spawn or myself.”

He gave her a huge grin. “Sweetness, that was the best thing I’ve seen in forever. You didn’t offend me a bit. Nice punch. Where’d you learn to punch like that? Spawn?”

“No, after I turned eighteen, I made sure to learn how to fight to defend myself and how to use a gun. I have a guard dog, too, but he stayed back home this time.”

“I hate you had to punch her, She-Wolf, but I thank you for defending my honor,” I teased her as I took her in my arms. She smiled at me and rolled her eyes.

“She-Wolf? I like it. Here’s to She-Wolf. May she always defend her man and kick ass!” Stallion shouted. Everyone cheered and raised their drinks in a toast, except the remaining bunnies. It wasn’t the way I saw our night ending there, but it would do. I think it was time to head to the hotel.