Radge by Esther E. Schmidt
CHAPTER SIX
– RAMSEY –
Brodie, Glenn, and Fraser are waiting in front of church when I bring Meribeth with me into the main room of the clubhouse. A handful of brothers are hanging around, all of them are aware of what’s coming.
We’ve discussed it in church and decided I should claim her as my old lady so we are one step ahead of Logan Bane and are now the one with the direct link to the weapon pipeline. Not to mention it’s a big, fat “fuck you” toward McVay.
The smile on my face hasn’t faded since I told the fucker. He didn’t verbally agree or so much as acknowledge my claim but it’s set in stone; she’s mine. Meribeth might think she struck a deal with me but she never had a say in any of it.
Brodie is wearing a shit-eating grin. “Ready?”
I lift my chin. “I’m always ready.”
Guiding Meribeth into church, I let my eyes slide to the table where I’m about to place her on to take her virginity with my brothers present. I’m not ashamed to say my cock has been hard since the second I decided to take her as my old lady.
Not only has this woman triggered something primal inside me from the first time I laid eyes on her, but her feisty mouth, survivor, and fighting skills are a huge turn-on. She’s a beautiful tornado in a sea of flowers, sidestepping the fucking butterflies to harm only those who dare to disrupt the serenity of her heart and soul.
I can feel she’s ready by the determination in her step. Her body vibrating with electricity that’s shooting heat from her eyes and it’s all directed at me. I can’t wait to bury myself deep and feel her hot and wet pussy wrapped around me, spiraling into the orgasm I’ve been craving since she threw her attitude my way.
I place her in front of me and face my brothers who are standing on the other side of the table. Maribeth is wearing one of my shirts and due to her height, it falls mid-thigh. It’s perfect since it gives me easy access while at the same time keeps her body covered from the rest of these fuckers.
We might have a rule about publicly claiming an old lady, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to share her body or so much as give anyone a glimpse of what’s mine and mine alone. And to be honest? I’m fucking thrilled my woman is a virgin; all her firsts are mine to claim and I’m going to be the only man she’ll ever have from here on out.
I place my fingers over the nape of her neck and pull her close, leaning in to feather my lips against her skin and eventually place my mouth right next to her ear. “Ready to be mine?”
She fucking shivers against me. Yeah, no damn way is she unaffected. Deal in place, arranged marriage, or whatever the fuck it is what we have here aside…she wants me or her body wouldn’t react the way it does.
Some would prefer to do this behind closed doors but there’s something primal in our way of claiming. It’s like marking your territory, your property, my fucking woman and letting it show she belongs to me and no one else.
But it’s also a message of brotherhood. The woman is shielded and protected by all the brothers and they give their loyalty by showing us they have my back as well as hers. They might hold her in place for me but their eyes are faced on whatever might come our way and won’t fucking stray. The hell what anyone else might think about our laws and standards; we live by our own rules.
“I thought I already was,” she says with a hint of taunt on a breathless whisper.
A chuckle slips past my lips as I grab her waist and lift her up to plant her ass on the table. I step in between her legs, giving her no other option than to make her spread wide for me.
“You are,” I rumble. “But in a moment you will be marked and so full with my cock, you’ll be forever branded as mine.”
She swallows hard and surprises the fuck out of me when she jabs a finger against my chest. “Stop yapping and start claiming.”
Brodie snickers and I raise my head toward him, noticing the door is closed.
“Open the door, VP,” I order. “I want everyone to hear the president’s old lady scream for her old man.”
“Jesus,” Meribeth mutters and her cheeks are burning.
I wrap my hands around her wrists and push her back against the table. Moving her arms over her head, I nod at Brodie and Fraser to each grab hold. Meribeth gasps and I’m not liking the look on her face as she checks why and how they are keeping her in place.
Sliding my hand underneath her shirt, I find the underside of her breast and gently brush my thumb back and forth and rumble, “Eyes on me, Meribeth.”
Her legs are clamping down on each side of my waist.
I pinch her nipple and add a snap to my voice. “Eyes. Right fucking here.”
Her blue eyes collide with mine.
“That’s it, Wifey,” I croon.
Fuck. I wasn’t planning on giving her that type of endearment but it does give me her full attention now. Leaning forward, I place one hand on the table next to her fantastic tits to balance myself as I let my free hand wander over her body.
Her eyes widen when I stroke between her legs. I’m betting she remembers exactly how I made her come the last time because the fabric of her panties is fucking soaked. Her tits rise and fall and I do hate the fact I can’t rip off her t shirt and suck on one of her nipples.
A small price to pay but worth it because her body belongs to me and it’s not for anyone else to look at. I fist the material and bring my other hand underneath her shirt to tear her lace underwear to shreds.
“That’s better,” I murmur and coat my fingers with her wetness by sliding through her folds.
A smile spreads my face when I feel her squirm and seek more friction. Yeah, my woman is no shy virgin or tainted with fear of what’s to come. Sliding one finger inside her, it’s fucking heaven to feel her tight pussy clenching around me.
“Damn, woman.” I suck in a choppy breath and fingerfuck her. “You’re going to strangle my cock and I can’t fucking wait.”
A low moan tumbles from her lips and holy hell, her lips part and she slides the tip of her tongue over them as her eyes roll into the back of her head. Motherfucker. Talk about sexy as hell as she starts to grind on my fingers to demand the pleasure she’s getting from my thumb rubbing slow circles over her clit while my fingers pump in and out of her body.
“That’s it,” I praise. “Ride my fingers and I’ll give you the reward you seek.”
The defiance in her gaze is mixed with anger, bliss, surrender, and so much more. This woman is so fucking unique she’s utterly captivating. The moment I feel her pussy start to ripple with the beginning of her orgasm is when I reach for my zipper.
Palming my cock, I barely manage to make eye contact with Brodie and Fraser to warn them for what’s to come. I wait for her head to fall back as her body embraces the pleasure coursing through her veins.
That’s when I remove my fingers and slam forward, filling her with every inch of my cock. Her scream bounces off the wall. Brodie and Fraser hold her tight as she fights with all she’s got to get away from the pain between her legs.
I keep her pinned with my body and place my mouth near her ear. “Remember, I can give pleasure and take it away just as fast.”
She goes completely rigid underneath me. I’m an asshole, I know, but she also needs to understand this isn’t love or a way to fuck with me. I couldn’t care less about her feelings and I can’t afford to either. As the president of the Wyoming charter of the VII Knights MC I have a reputation to uphold and showing weakness in front of my brothers is not an option.
Besides, if I go slow or inch my way inside her it isn’t going to hurt less. So, I’ll be the asshole she loves to hate to give her the strength she needs to pull through. I nip the skin of her neck and suck on a sliver while simultaneously kneading one of her tits and pulling my cock out to slide right back in.
Her body is on full overload from the assault in every direction and I can feel her spine curling underneath me. Knowing I’ve left my mark on her neck, I pull back and watch my woman’s face. Her eyes are closed, lips parted, puffs of air flowing in and out of her body while my cock enters and retreats.
Fuck going slow, she’s built to take what I have to give. Grabbing her lush hips, I slam deep and feel my piercing hitting her in the right place. Making sure to hit it a few more times, I lick my thumb and find her clit, pushing her over the edge on a whole new level.
Her pussy clenches around me, rippling with the demand to spit my cum but it takes every inch of strength I possess to hold back. No fucking way am I going to come simultaneously with her. That’s too damn personal.
I clench my teeth and hold back long enough to feel her orgasm starting to ebb away. Digging my nails into her curves, I fuck her harder and grind myself against her with one final push inside and start to unload. It’s then she comes a-fucking-gain right along with me.
And fuck if I care because the way she’s milking my cock is epic and I have no other option but to throw my head back and rumble, “Fuuuuuuuuck.”
I balance myself with one hand on the table and stare down at the woman. My old lady. Eyes still closed, one hell of a sated look on her face while her tits rise and fall underneath the shirt she’s still wearing.
My cock twitches inside her pussy, already craving to have her again and dammit, my raging hard on is still standing proud inside her instead of softening because I just blew the mother of all loads inside her pussy already.
Pulling out, I slide an arm underneath her and pull her close while I grunt, “Let go,” to my brothers.
In one smooth move, I throw her over my shoulder. She squeals and grips the hem of my leather cut to keep her balance while I do the same with the shirt she’s wearing to make sure her ass and pussy are covered.
I couldn’t care less about my cock still hanging out as I stalk out of church and head straight for my room. Catcalls, applaud, and grunts of approval flow through the air but I ignore all of it. It’s done; I’ve claimed my woman in front of the club.
But fuck if it only was a tiny taste of what’s to come. Slamming the door shut behind me, I throw her on the bed and start to tug off the shirt she’s wearing. The ripping through her hymen must not have been such a traumatic experience because her fingers make fast work to undo the front clasp of her bra to set those puppies free.
I use the shirt to wipe between her legs, watching as the white fabric is now tainted with a hint of red. I throw the shirt over my shoulder and place myself between her legs. Tits rising and falling as her eyes are locked on her pussy.
Using the tip of my tongue, I tease her clit and dig my fingers into her thighs to keep her in place. Her eyes threaten to close and I rumble a growl against her pussy. They flash open and I reward her by sucking on her bundle of nerves while flicking it with my tongue.
She’s so fucking sensitive, locked up lust, whatever, that it doesn’t take long for her to explode again. This time I keep licking, sucking, flicking her bundle of nerves, to prolong her pleasure and keep it going until she wiggles to get away from my mouth.
I rise and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. Palming my cock, I flick the Prince Albert piercing and give it a few tugs. With my other hand I slide over her creamy, inner thigh and inch closer to her puffy pink pussy.
Her eyes fly open and her gaze lands on my cock. “What the hell is that?”
She scrambles up and I expect her to scoot back to the headboard but instead she shoves her face practically in my groin to get a better look. I bury my fist in those flaming curls and keep her in place, tugging my cock in front of her and relishing in the way her eyes fill with lust and curiosity.
I let the thick ring slide against her lips and rumble, “Open up and suck on it like it’s your favorite lollipop.”
Instead of listening, the little minx sneaks her tongue out and flicks my damn piercing and keeps swirling, curious as fuck to tentatively explore my cock.
“You’re killing me,” I croak and watch how her lips twitch with mischief.
Tightening my fist, I pull her closer and watch how she opens up and slides the tip right into her hot little mouth, flicking and sucking as it goes. My head falls back and I release a string of curses.
Fuck innocence. I’ve hit the motherfucking wife jackpot with this one as my old lady. If she’s this damn good with her first time of sucking cock, it’s a solid promise for golden blow jobs in our wide and open future.
“Yes,” I grunt and throw my hips forward to feed her more of my cock. “Take it, baby. Come on, that’s it. So. Fucking. Good,” I praise.
If she keeps this up, I’ll coat her tongue with my cum but that’s not what I crave. Another time, another place, hell yes but now I want inside that tight little pussy again. Pulling her off, she lets go with a plop and I reach out to let my thumb trail over her plump lip.
“Real good,” I murmur. “This hot mouth feels good wrapped around me but you’re going to take my cum in your pussy instead of down your throat. Now, lay back and spread those legs for your old man.”
She aims to please when she moves over the mattress. Her eyes stray from me and with her cheeks pink, showing her innocence, you wouldn’t think my cock was fucking her mouth a mere second ago.
“Keep those eyes on me or I’ll flip you over and fuck your ass so I’ll make you feel who is fucking you if you don’t want to see, get me?”
Anger hits me and my lip twitches. Screwed up but I like the look she gives me when I piss her off. And with what I just mentioned? My cock hardened at the thought of breaching her tight ring and taking her ass while fingering her pussy.
Later. Plenty of time to take her in every hole, any time I like, and wherever I want from here on out. But first I want to feel the tightness surround me. Getting between her legs, I let my cock bounce on her clit a few times and relish in the way tiny gasps tumble from her lips.
Sliding through her folds I coat myself with her glistening arousal and this time I slowly start to push inside. I let myself drop to my elbow and keep distance between us as I hover above her face, taking in every single twitch and gasp while I fill her to the brim.
I let my hand travel from her thigh to her leg, guiding up to open her some more and take her deeper with every thrust. Her breasts steal my attention and I lean in to snatch a nipple into my mouth.
My hips stay on point–tunneling her sweet pussy–while I assault one breast after the other making her tremble in pleasure underneath me. She’s a quick learner when she starts to shove her pussy back against my cock, demanding more or wanting me to fuck her harder.
Liking her initiative, I might as well tell her, “What do you want? Speak your mind when I take you. Harder, deeper, need me to flip you over and fuck you from behind? Flick your clit, bite your nipple or squeeze your neck?”
“Any,” she pants. “All. Just keep going. So. Close. I’m gonna….I’m. That feels good. There,” she says and swirls her hips.
Her pussy starts to ripple, tightening like an iron fist around my hard length as I keep pounding deep inside. My mind is blown when she screams my name and it’s useless to fight a simultaneous orgasm.
Never before, not once, did sex lead to double pleasure at the same time. But with this body underneath me it’s as if she’s made for me and triggers my pleasure when hers hits. I don’t care enough to reason and let the bliss consume me.
Jet after jet of hot cum coats her inside and I shudder against her and let myself drop, giving her my weight along with it. I can feel she’s struggling to breathe and reluctantly I slide my arms around her to turn while keeping her pinned to me. I’m not ready to let my cock slide from her heavenly pussy.
She squeezes around me and mutters between pants, “I think you broke my pussy.”
A laugh rumbles through me. “I’ll give it a rest for today. The way you wrapped your lips around me earlier gives me the impression you’ll satisfy me with your mouth if you’re too sore in the morning.”
“Jesus, insatiable much?” she grumbles, ripping another laugh from my body.
“With a pussy like yours? Yeah, babe. Get used to it.”
She pushes slightly up to give me a glare. “Or what? You’ll go to those other chicks you have strutting around this clubhouse?”
“Is my cock still inside you?” I growl and smack her ass.
A hard yelp rips from her throat.
“And did I not explain how old ladies are respected?” I push her off and get out of the bed, giving her my back as I walk to the shower I grunt, “If you’re going to turn into a jealous bitch who holds no trust about something as simple as my cock, how are you going to handle other shit?”
“Hey,” she snaps behind me, making me glance over my shoulder to see her standing naked on the bed with her hands on her hips.
Fuck. That’s one hell of a sexy pose.
I’m distracted by her body but her words do register when she says, “How would I know when we never talked about this, huh? It was a simple question to see where we stand because like you also mentioned, mafia men often keep a mistress and I don’t like being second or thinking about you dipping that.” She waves her hand in my cock’s direction. “Into some skank and coming back into my bed carrying all those cooties along with you. Oh, and shouldn’t we discuss condoms or the morning after pill? Because you didn’t use any protection. Obviously, I’m clean but I’m not on any birth control.”
“I always wrap up and was tested recently. Your cunt is the only one I’m going to fill from now on and if you do get pregnant it’ll give you something to do. Now, are you done with your twenty questions? I’d like to take a shower.” I don’t give her an option to say anything else and stalk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me before I stalk over to the bed and fuck her once more just so she knows her place.
