Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) (15 page)

Nick’s laughter fills the room as he steps inside, and closes the door. Whilst throwing a bag at me.

“Don’t say I didn’t come prepared.”

Grabbing the bag, I removed the shorts and quickly put them on. Nick had also brought me a pair of sneakers. As soon as I was ready, Nick pulled me into his arms and kissed me deep on the mouth. As he inserted his thigh between my closed legs, I humped against the denim, which in turn, caused the seams on my shorts to friction against my pussy.

“Nick”

Nick broke the kiss, and dragged me by the hand, into the yard. Once we reach the yard, he tossed me his spare helmet.

“Climb on Ellie.”

Nick is a skilled biker, and it is not long, before we had left Comfort Springs behind. With my body curved into Nick’s, I slide my hands into the waistband of his denims. The only indication he gave that he was affected, is the slight flinch of his stomach, as the muscles of his abs tightened from my touch. Smiling into his back. I continue to trace my fingers across his waist, only to have Nick stop the movement.

“Spoilsport.”

We have not gone far, when Nick pulls into a clearing, and I find us at a picnic area. When Nick dismounted from the bike, a shiver spiked through me, at the loss of his body. To disguise my dismay, I climbed off the bike, and scanned the deserted area. The early afternoon sun, is beating down onto my neck, and I raise my hand, to rub at the spot, where the sun is burning me.

Quietly, Nick has come to stand beside me, and as he takes my hand, he guides me to the picnic table.

“Put your hands on the table, Ellie.”

“I thought you were going to feed me.”

“I am. Now put your hands on the table.”

As I did as Nick instructed, he came to stand behind me, and quickly undid the front fastenings of my shorts. The butterfly touch, of Nick’s fingers against my flesh, causes me to breathe in deep. A gentle throb, come pain, begins in my clit. By the time, Nick has my shorts to my knees, I am breathing hard and deep. The juice in my pussy has also begun to gather.

“Nick.”

“Shush.”

While I do another scan of the area, to make sure no one was about, I hear the sound of Nick’s fly opening, just before he pushes his body in between mine, spreading my legs with his. Gently, with the use of his hand, he pushes at my back, until I bend over the table. I just have time to take in another breath, before he shoves his cock in deep, joining our bodies, until we were one.

Nick’s hands are braced on my hips, as he begins to slowly and steadily thrust into my body. The rough texture of Nick’s cock, rubs against my inner walls, causing my thighs and knees to shake. When he wanted, Nick could be a fast lover. But like last night, he was taking his time, pushing into me deep and slowly, only to withdraw as slow, as his veins rubbed against the ripple of my muscles.

“Nick”

“Shush”

As Nick continued to pump into me, his hand found my clit, and begins to rub and pull on the nub.

“Now Nick.”

Nick’s thrust became harder, and faster, as he pounded into me. The head of his cock hitting me on my G-spot, and with the help of his hand on my clit, it was not long before I screamed my release.

As I came down to earth, and Nick found his own release. It was then that I felt it. A sticky substance on my leg.

Cold dread filled me, as I pulled away from Nick.

“You didn’t use a condom.”

“Ellie I’m fucking clean, and you’re on the fucking pill.”

Nick’s voice was full of hurt, but I did not care. Nick had just fucked me in public, without a condom. I was not sure, if I was more annoyed with myself, or with Nick. Quickly I pulled my shorts up. Fuck, it was then that I realized, Nick had not removed my panties. Only pushing them to one side.

“Take me back to the office.”

“Ellie we have to talk.”

“Not now Nick. And don’t you ever fuck me without a condom again.”

Pain crosses Nick’s face, and for a brief moment, I felt a pang of regret. About to apologize to him, for my behavior. I open my mouth, but by this time, Nick has himself sorted out, and is on the bike.

When we arrive back at the office, Nick drops me off, but did not stay. Instead, he gunned the bike, and roared down the street.

Unhappy with Nick’s behavior, I am not ready to go back to work just yet. So I stride over to my car, and open the driver’s door. As I am about to climb in, I spot a plastic bag. When I go to reach for the bag, I discover it was filled with a brown substance. This has me cautiously opening the bag, and a ripe smell burns my nostrils, making me gag.

After hesitating on what I should do, I reach for my cell, and rang Nick. Fuck my car is parked in the Sheriff’s parking lot, and someone has broken in and left a calling card.

Chapter 20

After dropping Ellie off, the ride back to the garage is a blur. Damn, if it was not for the appointment with the new supplier, I would continue to ride. I still could not understand what the fuss was all about. Just because I had not used a condom. Fuck, I was clean. I had not fucked anyone else in the last couple of months, if not longer.

Ellie Wright has my balls tied up in knots. Only she could make them perform, and she still insisted on a condom. The more I think about Ellie’s reaction, I begin to wonder if she trusts me. If not, what the hell, do I have to do to prove to her, that I have no interest in any other woman, but her?

When I arrive at the garage, I quickly pulled the bike into my usual spot. As I scan the area, I see that we are busy. A couple of employees are working on a car, which was on a ramp, raised off the ground. Further down, a pair of legs is sticking out from another vehicle.

As I continue with my surveillance of the yard, I spot Tabby working on his bike, while Dec is standing next to him. The bikers, appeared to be in a deep conversation. Unless there is an issue with their Harleys, the brothers rarely came to the garage. Today is different. They were here to check out the new supplier.

As soon as I have disposed of my helmet and gloves, I stride over to the bikers. It was then, that my phone began to vibrate against my butt. As I pull the phone out of my denims, I see there is a message from Ellie. Not ready to talk to her just yet, I pocketed the phone, ignoring the text.

“Tabby, Dec.”

Tabby’s eyebrow rose at my tone, while Dec grumped in response. Tabby rose from his position and slapped me on my shoulder, as Dec gave me a fist thump.

“I bet you two have women trouble?”

With a smile, I would normally save for my enemy, I turn towards Tabby.

“No.”

“Liars.”

“Shut up Tabby.”

“Why is everybody’s answer to tell me to shut up?”

“Are you in the dog house, Tabby old man?”

“Nah, Rayven’s a little hormonal. Especially when I raise the subject of another baby.”

The once wild cat, is now a happily domesticated pussy, and he was loving it. Since Rayven and Kavan came into his life, Tabby has taken on a new perspective. The same cannot be said for his twin, Dec. Over the last few months he has become the wild one. Almost as if he was attempting to eradicate a demon on his tail.

“Okay Tabby, I’ll take the bait. What’s the perfect recipe to keep a woman happy?”

“Treat her like a queen.”

“What?”

“I know, I don’t know what it means either. All I know, is you have to love her, and look after her. And she’ll do the same for you.”

Tabby’s answer was not helping, and as I am about to ask for more details, the roar of a Cadillac has me turning towards the parking lot. A frown creased my forehead, as I watch my afternoon appointment arrive.

The guy, who stepped out of the car, had to have been in his mid-twenties. He is smartly dressed in pearl gray slacks and a pale yellow shirt, which was open at the neck. If I was to see him in the street, I would have him down as some kind of preppy kid, straight out of college. Not a high maintenance, car thief. Who is here to peddle his merchandise.

Casually I turn towards the guy, and begin to walk over to him. Dec is at my heels, while Tabby remains at his bike. So as not to miss out on the conversation, which is to take place in the office. Tabby has conveniently parked his bike by my office window. Which just happens to be open.

Thirty minutes later, I have a deal ironed out. While Dec and I watch the supplier leave, Tabby wandered over to us.

“Did you hear?”

“Yep. I’ll ride over to the club, and let Inferno in on the details.”

“Thanks.”

As I watch Tabby mount his bike and leave, I pull my cell from my pocket. Which has begun to vibrate again. When I look at the screen, I discover there are half a dozen missed calls from Ellie. Finding that I need to hear her voice, and wanting to apologize for my behavior. I finally read the text Ellie had sent earlier. When I did, I could have kicked myself.

“Look I’ve got to go. Tell Inferno I’ll catch up with him later.”

“What’s going on Fudge?”

“The fucking bitch broke into Ellie’s car.”

“Shit man, I’ll come with you.”

“No, there’s nothing you can do. Go to the club, and find out what Inferno, wants to do, with those car parts.”

The garage is a legit part of Devil’s Comfort, and it was not resting easy with me, that we were using this supplier. Although I know we will not be using the parts, I still felt uncomfortable doing business with the man, who has just left. Dec gave me an uneasy look, before he too mounted his Harley and left the yard. After a quick word with Chilli, I leave for the sheriff’s office.

DCMC

When I found Ellie, it was to discover her in Adam’s arms. My temper, which has been simmering since reading Ellie’s text, went up a further ten notches.

“This is cozy.”

“Fudge.”

“Nick.”

Ellie was out of Adam’s arms, and in mine before I have the office door closed. Ellie’s actions, soothe my battered ego. As I open my arms and swallow the female body into mine, I place a kiss on her forehead, while Adam nods his head and leaves the room.

“Hey, it’s going to be okay. Did they see anything on the CCTV?”

Without lifting her head from my chest, Ellie shook her head in reply. I hated seeing my baby like this, and a vice, squeezed round my heart. Slowly, this woman is destroying all of my defenses, and it was leaving me vulnerable to her.

“I’ll ring Ivy to come and stop with you.”

“I don’t need Ivy. I need you Nick.”

“And I need to sort this mess out.”

Ellie’s body froze next to mine and deliberately, she pushed me away as she stepped back.

“What are you going to do?”

“Nothing to the whore, Ellie. It’s up to you how you handle it.”

Fuck, this morning had started great. Since then, Ellie and I have had a fight. And that skank has broken into Ellie’s car, leaving a bag of warm shit.

“Ellie, I’ve some club business that I need to take care of. Ring Ivy and get her to stay with you until I get back. I’ll also get Sundance to stay and watch your place until I return. Okay.”

For a moment, Ellie watches me warily, before she sat back in her chair. Big brown eyes stared back at me. Her cheeks were flushed pink, and mottled from crying. This attack on Ellie has to stop, and I was going to put an end to it. I did not give a fuck, how Tats dealt with his sister. Just that he had to.

“Ellie, ring Ivy, and get her to come and collect you.”

“Damn it Nick, I don’t know why I’m acting like this. For fucks sake, it was only a bag shit.”

“Buy yourself a bottle of wine and put the world to right with Ivy. Do this for me Ellie. I need to know you’re going to be okay.”

The smile Ellie gave me, may have been watery and weak, it did, however reach her eyes.

“Are you instructing me to get drunk?”

Ellie’s quip has me returning my own grin.

“Yes, now get a move on.”

DCMC

I had a long ride in front of me, but I was not perturbed by this. It had taken everything in me to remain with Ellie, until Ivy had arrived. As soon as Ivy had both the car, and Ellie out of the station parking lot. I had mounted my hog, and was heading for Blue River. By my calculations, I should arrive about dawn and the element of surprise should be on my side. It was not long before I left the heavy traffic behind me. A few hours later, and it was dark and the roads were empty. A quick look at my watch, confirmed I was making good time.

When I arrive at the clearing where we had left the bikes on our previous visit. I decide to forgo that pleasure this time, and ride up to Tats’ and his men. As I approach the camp, the night fire is dying down and the birds are breaking the dawn with their early chorus. Three bodies lay close by the dying fire. Another figure sat slumped on an old tree trunk. He must be the guard for the night. At the sound of the Hog, he lifts his head, his gaze soon finding me, as I rode into Black Counties’ camp, or what was left of it.