Micaela Chapter 15

Last night with the guys was a test of my self-constraint. And it wasn't due to my threat of retaliation for their neck attacks. That would come in good time. No, it was because sitting there so close to them, inhaling their scents, seeing them, and a host of other little things had driven me mad with desire for them. I'd wanted to crawl on each of their laps and kiss them before stripping them bare and doing wicked things to them while they did the same and more to me. Thank God they had no idea my panties were soaked and my nipples hard enough to cut glass the whole time.

We talked, ate the best Chinese food I ever had, and watched movies. When it was time to go to bed for the night, it was all I could do not to invite them to share the bed with me, although I didn't think it would hold all of us. I left them to sort out the sleeping arrangements. I knew from how they talked I wouldn't be left alone. Going to bed alone was one of the hardest things I'd ever done.

It was morning, and after a restless night, I decided to get up early to cook them breakfast. I found Ashes asleep on the couch. The doors to the other two bedrooms were shut, so I assumed Dragon and Vicious slept in them since the doors had been open last night when I went to bed. I tiptoed past him to get to the kitchen.

I tried to be as quiet as possible while getting out the items to cook and the cookware to do it in. Every time I made a sound, I cringed. The only reason I had anything to fix was they'd gone to their trailers last night and brought back food. I tried to tell them I'd be okay to wait until I put in a grocery order, but they were stubborn. I stopped and saved my breath after the first one did it anyway. Although it was a good thing, or I wouldn't be able to fix them breakfast. I didn't want them going to work on an empty stomach.

Blame it on my mother. She never let us leave the house without something to eat, even if all it was was hot oatmeal. When we got older and told her we were capable of doing it ourselves, she insisted it was her duty as a wife and mother to care for her family. We learned not to argue, or you'd get a spatula thrown at your head or swatted with a wooden spoon. She had wicked aim and power behind her throws and swings.

I was so into working quietly I didn't know I was no longer alone until arms came around my waist, and I was pulled back against a naked, warm, and rock-hard chest. Lips landed on the spot where my neck and shoulder met. I jumped in surprise.

"Good morning, Sweet Thing," a rough, sexy voice muttered.

I smiled. Even if I didn't recognize the voice, which I did, the nickname Sweet Thing told me it was Ashes. "Good morning, Scott. I hope you got some sleep on that couch."

"Baby, I've slept in worse places, believe me. I did fine. Give me a few minutes to go to the bathroom, and then I'll be back to help." As he said it, he pressed his body closer. That's when I felt he was hard.

"Better take care of that before it drops off. I hear piss hard-ons are hell."

He chuckled and then placed a kiss on the side of my neck before he moved away. I turned to look at him. He was in his underwear, and they did nothing to hide the sculpted ass underneath. I drank in the sight of it and all the rest of him on display. He caught me looking and winked at me. As he walked on, he swayed his ass at me, like a woman would do to catch a man's gaze. I laughed until he was out of sight.

Getting back to work, I had the bacon sliding into the oven to cook by the time he came back. I was disappointed he wore jeans, though he left off his shirt. Not far behind him was Vicious. He had this ruffled look, which was sexy as hell—neither looked like "death warmed over" when they woke up. That was something I had to put in the con column. If the man, or in this case, men, looked better after waking up than me, that was unacceptable.

Ashes got to me first. I was taken by surprise, though I had no idea why since they did it often when he kissed me. I tasted his toothpaste. I let myself go and kissed him back. I had no idea how long it lasted before he broke it. He gave me a heated look.

"Babe, that kiss is better than any food. Thank you. I hate to stop, but my brother is breathing down my neck. If I don't let him properly greet you, he'll beat my ass." He was grinning as he moved away from me.

Vicious glided up to me. I smiled at him. "If I give you a kiss, will Scott be safe?" I asked him.

"If you don't, his ass is beaten. If you do, I might be persuaded not to touch him."

"Well, I better get at it and make it a good one," I said before I plastered my lips to his. He was aggressive with his kiss, more so than Ashes. I gave as good as I got. When we parted to catch our breaths, he and I were flushed.

"Woman, that kiss just saved his ass. Good morning, beautiful."

"It was a great kiss. Both of them were."

"Then let me see if I can beat them," came Dragon's voice from behind them. They moved apart, and Dragon slid between them to stand before me. I put my arms around his neck as he put his around my waist. "Then get to it," I taunted.

He lowered his mouth to mine and rocked my world. Our tongues and teeth got involved. Christ, they could kiss, and each did it differently, but they still made them unforgettable. I was quickly becoming addicted to their kisses.

"Hey, enough of that. We've gotta finish breakfast," Ashes insisted. Reluctantly, we pulled apart.

"He's right. I've got to check on the bacon, then make the eggs and pancakes," I told Dragon.

He let me go. The next thing I knew, they were helping me out. We chatted, laughed, and worked as if we'd been doing it together for years. In no time, the food was ready and on the table. We sat down to enjoy it. The same as it was at dinner last night, they devoured it. Nothing was left when we were done. However, they ensured I had plenty before polishing off the remainder. They insisted on helping to clean up, even though I would have plenty of time to do it. When it was done, I reminded them of it.

"What time do you need to be at work? It's after seven."

"We don't have a start time since we're club members, but typically, we're there by eight or eight thirty," Dragon informed me.

"Well then, I'll see you three when you get home. I'm cooking dinner, so don't eat."

"Sweet thing, you don't have to cook for us," Ashes said.

"I know, but I am. Now, get." I made a shooing motion with my hands.

"They will. I'm lucky. I get to stay with you today," Vicious informed me.

"You are? Why?"

"We promised your brother wouldn't bother you, and we're making sure of it. Sin probably talked to him. There's no way he's happy. It's a precaution," Vicious continued to explain.

"I don't want you to miss work on the off chance he'll come find me. I'll be fine. I'll stay inside and keep the door locked."

"Angel, this is for us. There's no way we all could go to work and concentrate if you're alone. Let us do this," Vicious practically pleaded. Seeing him act this way made me quit arguing and concede.

"We'll pop in before we leave for a goodbye kiss. We gotta shower and change," Dragon explained before they let themselves out.

It was just Vicious and me, and suddenly, I was nervous and at a loss as to what to do. He was the one who helped me decide. "Why don't you go get dressed, maybe take a shower? I'll do the same, and then we can decide what to do for the day."

"Okay, that sounds like a plan. Is the other bathroom stocked, or do you need to get your stuff?"

"I brought over some of mine last night. It's got what I need."

"What if they come back and I'm showering? I should wait until they're gone."

"You can do that. If you don't mind, though, I think I'll do mine. I'll be fast. Remember, look before you open the door if anyone knocks."

"It's not locked."

As he passed it to go to the bathroom, he locked it. "Now it is. Come get me if you need me."

"I will. Take your shower. I'm fine."

I admit, I watched his ass as he went down the short hallway to the bathroom. When he got there, the devil glanced over at me, smirked, and then went into the bathroom and closed the door. He knew I'd been watching his ass. I had no remorse for doing it. Suppose he and the others didn't want anyone checking them out. In that case, they should have pot bellies hanging over their belts and faces that not even a mother could love, not sculpted bodies full of muscles, all those tats, and those handsome faces.

God, I had to stop thinking about them in that context. My libido was revving up. I wanted to climb them. And let them do wicked things to me after I did wicked things to them. My core throbbed. The image of him naked and wet in the shower made it throb even more.

Down, girl. You can't hump his leg like a horny bitch, pun intended , I thought. I laughed at myself. Shaking it off, or at least suppressing my desire, I went to my room. I'd wait to shower but could make the bed and pick up my dirty clothes.

As I worked, I had to admit I was impressed with how the club set up the trailers. They were ready with only a few additions that you had to bring yourself to be occupied without notice.

I finished what I could, including brushing my teeth again and putting my hair in a better bun, and went back to the living room to wait. I didn't even get to sit down before the front door rattled. I hurried over. As I got to it, I heard Dragon call out.

"Hey, it's me. Let me in."

I quickly unlocked it and swung it open. Dragon came inside and shut it behind him. I explained why he was locked out. "Axel thought it was safer if we kept it locked."

"It's best, yeah. I didn't think. Where is V?"

"He's taking a shower."

"You have a good day, alright. No stressing. We'll be home as soon as we can."

"Stressing is kind of my thing. I wouldn't know what to do without some, although I prefer it not to be from fighting with my family."

"I know, babe. We don't want it either."

He might've said more if it hadn't been for Ashes bounding in. We didn't lock it behind Dragon.

"Are you ready?" he asked Dragon, who nodded. Then Ashes' focus swung to me.

"Sweet Thing, I hate to do it, but we gotta go. Come give me a goodbye kiss to hold me." He spread his arms. Ashes wrapped me in them when I got near enough, giving me the gentlest, sweetest kiss. It was the total opposite of the one before. I found I loved both.

As soon as he was done, I was passed to Dragon, who kissed me more aggressively but not as consuming as the first one earlier. It held promise, as weird as that sounds. I wanted to beg them to stay with me when they were done. I was too into it to have noticed Vicious had joined us. He and Ashes were watching me and Dragon. I checked to see any indications of jealousy, but they both were so calm.

They chatted for a minute or two before Dragon and Ashes bid us later and left. V made sure the door was locked before he turned to me.

"What do you want to do today?" he asked.

My automatic thought was to strip and let him have me, but I held myself back from voicing it. It took all my control. I was insanely attracted to them. The need to have them inside of me was growing close to the impossible-to-stop degree.

"I have no idea. You?"

"We never made out the grocery list. We can do that, or if you prefer, we can get out of here and go to the store ourselves. After that, we can decide. Maybe we'll come back and watch a movie. You're not a prisoner here, Micaela. Ensuring Daredevil doesn't bother you doesn't equal being hidden here as if you're a dirty secret. I love being seen with you. Makes me proud."

"Axel, that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me."

"Then it's a pity no one has said better things than that. You deserve so much more. Get ready, and we'll go to the store. Let's be real people and do it."

"Alright, you talked me into it. If you give me thirty minutes, I promise I'll be ready."

"Okay, I'm timing you, this I gotta see. I hear women take way more time than that," he teased.

"We take more time if it's going somewhere nice or where we want to impress. There's no one at the store I want to impress. I don't know them."

"You've wasted two minutes."

Giving a tiny squeal, I ran to my bedroom. In the end, I made it with one minute to spare. I thought it was damn good, considering I had to shower too. If I had to dry my hair, it would've taken longer. I didn't think about how we would get back with the groceries until we stepped outside.

"Come with me," he said.

I went with him, and we ended up in the huge garage, which sat a ways from the clubhouse. He opened one of the bay doors, and various automobiles were inside. He led me to the one in front of us. I was stunned to be facing a Hummer. It was one of the ones that sat lower to the ground, the H2 model. He opened the door and held onto me as I climbed inside. When I was seated, he shut the door and walked to the driver's side. I latched my belt after he removed his cut and got in. I had to ask.

"Does it belong to you, or is it a communal one the club has?" I'd always wanted to ride in one.

"This is mine. Typically, I wouldn't have one of these. It's not a true Hummer, but this one was too good of a deal for me to pass up. I hate to use it because I'd rather be on my bike, but it does come in handy for stuff like going to get groceries."

I chuckled. "I can see that. Well, onward, James," I ordered as I waved dismissively.

"Keep that up, and you might find yourself getting something you might not like."

He pulled out of the garage. As we headed for the gate, I had to reply to his threat. Was it a promise? "And what might I not like?"

We were at the gate waiting for it to open fully. Vicious turned his head and stared at me before he replied. "I may have to take those jeans and panties off and spank that bare ass. It won't be one you forget anytime soon."

Wetness flooded my panties at the thought. I'd had a guy in the past who was into spanking. I'd enjoyed it, but I always thought he hadn't taken it far enough. His wasn't that painful. Did I dare tell Vicious this? He had to put his eyes back on the road to drive. I decided, why not?

"If you want to ever spank me, let me know. I don't know how you do it, but if you do, make it worthwhile. I want to remember it."

He sucked in a hissing breath. "Jesus Christ, I'm driving here. You can't say things like that to me. I'll wreck. Shit, are you saying you don't mind spanking? What about other kinks?"

"This is a topic for another time when the others are with us, but I will tell you this. I'm pretty damn adventurous, so it's likely I'll say yes to a lot if not most of the things you might want. I'll try at least. I need lovers who are as adventurous as me to be fulfilled. And I want to meet, no, exceed, your needs. I've had selfish lovers. They don't interest me. I'll give as long as I get." I tacked on the warning.

His right hand came over and captured my left one. He squeezed it as he darted a look at me and then back to the road. He drove confidently. "Micaela, I can promise you, whether it's just you and me, or if Dragon and Ashes are there, you will never go without getting so much you won't know what to do. As for spanking your ass and other things, you let us know what you want, and we'll give you so much you won't know what hit you. We're no selfish lovers."

A shiver of awareness went through me. His hand moved to allow his finger to trace patterns on the palm of my hand. God, my whole body was one big bundle of desire.

"And I need you and them to tell me what you want and need. If it's something I can't do, I'll tell you, and I hope you'll be willing to do something else in its place."

"We will. We need to repeat this conversation with them, and they can add to it. You're our old lady, regardless of whether the club has said so or not. We'll do whatever it takes to give you what you need, keep you safe, and love you."

I raised our joined hands and kissed the back of his hand before I ran my tongue over his knuckles. His hold tightened. I glanced down, and I was able to see the lump in his pants growing larger. Christ, by the size of it through jeans, it appeared to be huge. I was dying to see it, touch it, and taste it. I loved going down on a guy and making him blow his load. It made me feel so powerful to know I made him do it.

"Fuck, you've got to stop giving me those looks and staring at my cock, Micaela. I don't want our first time to be in the Hummer, parked along the road. I want to be able to strip you naked and take my time. Behave. Let's change the subject."

As badly as I wanted to do what he promised, I settled and did as he asked, but I was plotting in the back of my mind. It was time, I think, to move this relationship along.