28. Halo

Iflip Ari over onto her back. I want her eyes on me.

"We're getting tested tomorrow," I say as I grab a condom from the side table and roll it on. "Want to fuck you raw. Want to come in your cunt and let it stay there all fucking day, so your pussy knows who it belongs to."

I grab her feet, and she wriggles and screams. "I'm ticklish," she gasps.

I can't help but respond to her joy, and I smile as I place her feet on my shoulders. "Keep them there," I say as I guide the tip of my cock into her, my head nudging inside. Firmly, I lift her ass ever so slightly off the bed and stretch her wide as I bury myself deep.

"Jax," she gasps.

"It's okay, sweet girl. You can take me. We've done this before."

"It feels…bigger this way."

"Breathe into it," I suggest. "Fuck, it looks so good. Your lips stretched around my cock. Your clit all hard." I spit onto my thumb, then circle her clit with it.

Ari tries to pull away, her whole body tensing at the intensity of it. I pinch her clit firmly, and she finally gives in to the need to rock against me. I fucking love it when her mind lets go and her body takes over.

"That's a good girl. Seek what you need."

She digs her heels into the ridge of my collarbones, and I grab her ankles, holding her there. "Fuck, yeah. You really want my cock, huh?"

"Please, Halo."

"You said you want all of me, right?"

She opens her eyes and looks up at me. The need in them humbles me. "Yes." Her tone is short, desperate. She tries to move her hips, but her motion is limited by the position I hold her in. She's pinned by my cock and held in place by my hands. The pressure is fucking intense.

The ache in my balls grows.

"Well, I like to delay the orgasms."

"Oh, God. No," she groans. Her hands seek out her nipples.

"Tug on them, kitten. I want to see you tease them for me. Should have put the clamps on them again."

Her eyes widen, and her pussy clenches as she does. The move seems to surprise her. And I fucking love the way she's experiencing new things with me.

I want to show her everything.

Want to show her the world.

"Still want me?" I ask.

"Halo," she finally shouts. "Just fuck me, please."

Love the sound of my road name tumbling from her lips as she hovers on the edge of coming. With that, I release her ankles, lower her feet to the bed, and loom over her.

"My pleasure."

Maybe the first three strokes are warm-up strokes, but after that, it's all power. I slam into her so hard, I move up the bed with every thrust.

Her nails drag along my skin. Over my shoulders. Down my sides. Across my back. Too fucking right. I'll take my shirt off in the yard later to get some sun and not give a fuck I'm covered in marks from my woman.

With no effort, I move us so she ends up sitting across my lap, her legs around my waist and my legs stretched out beneath her.

I'm buried so deep inside her, but I gently cup her cheeks and kiss her. It's a soft and sweet moment in the middle of the onslaught. "Anybody ever tell you that you have the sweetest fucking pussy?"

She shakes her head, but the smile she gives me in return is so fucking beautiful, my heart explodes. I wrap my arms tightly around her, pulling our sweating bodies so close.

"Don't want to do this without you. I don't want to raise Lola without you. Not because I'm scared of doing it alone, because I'm not anymore. But because it will be better to do it with you. It'll be better to go for long rides with you on the back of my bike. It'll be better to come to things like this with my brothers and their families because I'll be with you. It'll be better to come home at the end of a long and harrowing trip because I know you'll be there, and the house will smell like chicken casserole or apple pie. And you'll make everything better by being you. By being soft. But I've got a lead on a small house, and I'm going to buy it for you."

Ari fights to break free of my arms. "No," she cries out. "That's not?—"

"Shh, kitten," I say, restricting her movement against me.

"You don't get to say all those beautiful things then push me away to some house you bought."

My cock aches inside her. "Not pushing you away. I'm giving you a parachute."

She stops wiggling on my lap. "A what?"

"A parachute. I'm going to give you a house in your name. We'll fix it up together. And you can do what you want with it. Leave it empty. Rent it out. Sell it and cash in. I just want you to know you have options that are not tied to me. I'm giving you a safety net, so you never feel trapped again."

She cups my cheeks as tears spill over her lashes. "Jackson."

I kiss her again. "The only way I can have you stay, is knowing you feel like you can leave."

"I don't want to. I want to stay with you forever."

I release her and put my hands on her ass. "What I don't get is why you want to stay with me when you could be with someone your own age."

"Oh, Jax. I get you and the adventure of our lives together. I get to raise Lola knowing she has a strong father figure in her life. We'll get to see her grow up together. And I get to create a home for someone who appreciates what that means. I get to cook and decorate and nurture you and Lola. I get love, and affection, and fantastic sex from a man who cares about me. And I get the safety I crave because I know that you'll never let anything happen to me. I get to create the family I wish I'd had as a child."

Not sure my ribs are up to the task of containing the way my heart feels right now. "Good. Grind on me, kitten. I want to watch your face when you come."

She does as I instruct. My fingers dig into her hips, encouraging her to move quickly and then slowly. To circle her hips as well as simply grind. Each move feels different as I challenge her to find what she wants.

Even now, when she told me to not hold back, I encourage her to put her own needs first. Each time she gets close to coming, I grip her tightly and hold her still against my cock.

I feel her throb and shake with need as I edge her.

Each time I take her a little closer. Each time I stop her.

"Jax," she cries when I do it a fourth time. This time she bites down on my shoulder hard enough that pain and arousal mix. It's heady.

She's going to have bruises on her hips in the morning. She's not safe-worded, but we'll talk more about what it means to engage in sex like this. Sex that is less vanilla than she's used to.

Tears spill over her cheeks. Heightened emotions. Desperate need.

It takes a moment for her orgasm to build again this time. After being close four times already, I bet it feels like too much. Like an elastic stretched too far, it snaps when it lets go. I'm so desperate for her to come all over me, my body primed.

"Shit, Halo." She grinds on me mercilessly, trying to find what will tip her over the edge.

I cup her cheeks, forcing her to look at me. "It's okay, Ari. I've got you. Let go and give it to me. Be a good girl and come for me, Arianne."

She doesn't blink and barely makes a sound. It's as though every sensation has been sucked inward before she comes on a cry.

"Aww, fuck, I can feel that," I groan.

Tears spill over as she gasps for air, and they drip onto my chest. Her whole body shakes for a moment, and I hold her as she cries against my shoulder.

I'm so glad edging works to release all her pent-up emotions. I didn't like the idea of spanking her. Well, I do, but not hard enough to get her to this space.

I release her hair from its elastics and run my fingers through it. I love how cool and soft it feels as it slips through my fingers.

"I'm sorry," she says finally.

I kiss her temple. "Never be sorry."

"When I sent you that message that I wanted you earlier, I was thinking something sexier than me bursting into tears on you."

I grab the corner of the sheet and wipe her face. "Can't think of anything more intimate to be fair."

Ari moves again, her cunt squeezing me tight. "Show me how good it feels for you," she whispers. "Help me make different memories, Halo." She climbs off me and clambers onto her knees into the position her ex always preferred and left her wanting in.

"You tell me to stop holding back and then you do this," I say, kneeling up behind her. Her back is so fucking soft as I stroke it. "Brave girl."

This time when I enter her, it feels…different.

"You okay?" I ask.

"I feel like I'm being revered, not used. I feel like my satisfaction comes before yours, not last. It's about intimacy and connection, not use and release."

"Jesus, Ari. You're the most precious thing I own." I almost ask her to become my property for good, without even taking it to the club for a vote. "Nothing ever…felt this good." My words are punctuated by grunts and muttered curses.

My hips take over. I hammer her harder than she deserves, desperate for everything she can give me. And when she comes again, her body shakes beneath me. I don't want to come in a fucking condom, so when she's done, I slide out of her, pull the condom off, and come hard, all over her back.

"Fuck," I shout.

I'm breathing like I just completed a twenty-one-mile run with a fully weighted backpack. Cum glistens on her skin. Using my fingertips, I rub it into her.

Ari smiles softly. "Having fun?"

"You have no idea."

I scoop up some cum and write my initials on her back.

This makes her chuckle, but I'm stuck in some kind of fucked-up baptism ritual where instead of holy water, I use my cum to mark her.

Finally, Ari flops onto her side. "Maybe I should fight people with a knuckle duster more often."

I lie down facing her and kiss her. "Not without me to back you up."

"When I decided I was going to leave and come to Mercy's funeral, I had no idea what I was letting myself in for."

"You regretting it?" I ask. My words are playful, but I do really want to know.

She shakes her head. "You're probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. My idea of a good time is cooking some good food, watching the sun go down with a cooler, and making out with a sexy old biker."

"Then I'm a lucky fucking guy."

"Who said the sexy old biker was you?"

I laugh at that and nibble the side of her neck, making her squirm.

A loud knock on my room door makes me groan. "Fuck off," I yell.

"Nice," Vex yells. "I came to tell you I think I found your brother."