Ryker Fallen Angel's MC 3 (9 page)

Chapter 24

I roll over and slam my face into something hard. That’s just how I wanted to wake up this morning.

“Son of a bitch.” Grumbling I reach up rubbing my face as I blink my eyes into focus. Looking to see what the hell almost broke my nose, I see that long blonde hair fanned out next to me.

I’ve been sleeping on the fold out bed on the couch for the last 5 weeks. God knows I can’t be in that bed with her and not fuck her like crazy. Hell, my dick wants to explode just thinking about her.

Something’s been off with her though the last week. Every morning I wake up and she’s snuggled into the blankets next to me. I’ve drank myself to sleep most nights so I have no clue when she comes out here. Today isn’t any different. I usually get up and go about my business without saying a word to her about it. Some nights I hear her cry, some I never hear her at all.

It’s been a real chore for me to be around her without having my hands all over her or my dick inside of her but I know it’s for the best. The calmness that I feel when she’s around though is something I don’t want to let go of.

Reaching over I brush her hair away from her face as she stirs in her sleep. My heart leaps at every little thing that she does. Her little moans and groans when she’s asleep, the way she snores when she’s overly tired, it all gets to me.

I know I should get out of bed before she wakes up but I just want to look at her a little longer.

Her little blue eyes flutter before they open and lock onto mine. Shit, I knew I should have gotten up.

“Mornin’.” Jersey smiles slightly before the blush creeps up her cheeks.

“Good morning. Sorry, I couldn’t sleep.” She tries to turn her head away from me but I don’t let her. I reach up and pull her face back to look at me.

“Every night?” Jersey pulls her face from mine and climbs up quickly. What the hell just happened here? I watch as she hauls ass into the bedroom before I drop back on the pillow.

“Jesus Christ.” Mumbling to myself, I close my eyes. I know I need to get up and take my ass to the club for church but I’d really like to know what’s running through that head of hers. As good as it’s been having her around there’s a down side too. She’s always so standoffish and mouthy.

Don’t get me wrong I don’t mind the mouthy part but her whole attitude has changed. I don’t know what’s going on but I intend to find out.

I sit up and scrub my hand over my face as I yawn when I hear soft little moans coming from the bedroom. What the hell is that girl in there doing? I let my nosiness get the best of me.

Standing up I head towards the bedroom where I find Jersey’s naked body lying on the bed with a vibrator between her legs. I lean against the door frame crossing my arms as I watch her. The way her head’s tipped back, her mouth parted. Jesus Christ, just kill me now.

“Shit!” Her little moans go straight to the south. My dick springs up and stands at attention for that pussy. A snarl escapes my throat as her eyes open and her head turns to focus on me. She doesn’t stop the motions of that vibrator as she looks me in the eyes.

“You like usin’ my shit on yourself?” Grunting, I reach down and grab my dick pulling it out of my boxers as her eyes widen.

“You won’t fuck me. I need it.” Stroking myself I watch that girl do things to her body that I want to be doing. She isn’t making this shit easier on me either.

Sliding my hand up and down my dick, I watch her.

“What are you thinkin’ about while you’re fuckin’ yourself?” A snarl rips from my throat as I stroke myself harder. Damn it this girl is going to fucking kill me!

“Your dick. How you make me feel when you touch me.” Running the vibrator over her clit my eyes snap to hers. She’s thinking about me while she does this? Why me?

“Yeah? Like when I sucked that little clit into my mouth while I pounded that plastic inside of you? Or when I slammed my dick into until you couldn’t walk?” Her breathing picks up and I can tell by the look on her face that she’s close. God damn her, I want to be the one making her cum like that.

“Your dick, your mouth. All of you!” She raises her hips as her orgasm builds inside of her. She looks so beautiful right now.

When I can’t stand anymore I move quickly to the bed grabbing the vibrator out of her hand tossing it to the floor, replacing it with my mouth. I suck her clit and flick it with my tongue as she grips my hair in her hands. I want to taste her like I’ve never wanted to before.

Whether I like it or not this girl does things to me. Things beyond my control.

Gripping my dick tighter I fuck us both. Jersey’s body shakes as I feel her explode. My mouth doesn’t let up either. I suck her until she has nothing left inside of her. I want it, I want all of her.

I cum hard blowing it all over the sheet as I lick up what’s left of what she’s giving me. Damn, I don’t think I will ever get used to this. I don’t think I can handle being in this apartment with her much longer either.

Sliding from my position, I climb off the bed as her legs fall to the mattress. I can’t stop the smile on my face either.

“Gotta get to the clubhouse. Pack a few things we might be stayin’ a few days.”  Jersey looks up at me with that sexy as fuck afterglow and I want to dive right back inside of her.

“Ok.” Like a good little girl, she agrees with whatever I say.

Chapter 25

The ride to club was no different than usual. The air is calm, not even a leaf blowing in the breeze. It’s eerie. I never liked the stillness. It means something is off. Something is always off.

Standing next to my bike I close my eyes as I let everything sink in. I can feel it in the air. Something’s about to go down.

“Are you ok, Ryker?” Jersey’s voice pulls me yet again back to reality.

“No. I’m not ok.” I don’t look at her or open my eyes. I stand still letting it all flow through me. Whatever is coming my way is going to be hell, I can feel it.

I feel that same jolt like I always do when Jersey’s hands come to rest on my chest. Now I open my eyes and look down at her.

“I need to talk to you.” My eyes travel to her lips, those soft fuckable lips.

“Yeah? You can always talk to me.” Her eyes are no different than mine as I catch her starring at my lips. As much as I’d love to lay her down on this bike and fuck her I know I can’t.

“Took you long enough!” Tank yells from behind us. I smile before I turn to face him now.

“Oh yeah? I didn’t notice.” I start to walk towards him when little hands pull me back.

“Ryker, I need to talk to you.” Glancing down at her, I can see something’s bothering her.

“Ok. After church though. I need to get inside.” I turn around and walk away from her. Something in my chest constricts and the air is sucked from my lungs. Tank slaps my shoulder as I walk up next to him.

“She ok?” Nodding back towards Jersey I follow his gaze.

“Yeah. She ain’t been sleepin’ good is all.” Jersey stands there like she’s lost or confused. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with her.

“Let’s move darlin’.” Yelling over at her, she turns her head to look at me before she nods. Grabbing her bag she starts to walk towards us.

“How you get her trained like that brother?” Tank chuckles before passing me the cigarette that was hanging from his lips.

“She came that way. I tell her what to do, she does it.” Shrugging he laughs again before she walks up next to us.

“How you doin’ Jersey?” Tank speaks to her in a friendly tone but she doesn’t know how to respond.

Jersey looks up at me before she looks over at Tank. What the hell does she want? The ok to talk? See, this shit right here is what’s been throwing me off the last week. She isn’t Jersey and I have no fucking idea what’s going on. She has reverted back to that same little scared girl that seeks permission.

“I’m fine. Want me to take this to the room?” With her attention back on me, I nod. Jersey walks in the door leaving Tank and me standing there confused at what the fuck just happened.

“What the hell is that shit?” Pointing to the door I shrug.

“No fuckin’ idea. She’s been like that for a God damn week.” Pulling the door open, I head inside with Tank not far behind me. Heading towards the office I see the other guys filtering in too.

“Is Jersey with you?” Bella jumps at me out of nowhere. Damn that girl!

“Yeah. She’s in the room.” Bella smiles as she starts to walk off. Jada waves at me from across the room before I wave her over.

“How’s junior?” Rubbing her belly when she walks over to me, she hits me.

“Not a junior Ryker! And she’s fine. What’s up?” Jada looks up at me and I know she can see the concern in my eyes. Who the hell couldn’t?

“I need a favor.”

“Anything.” She beams at me as I swallow hard. I hate to throw Jada in the middle of the bullshit but she does know what’s going on so I don’t think it would hurt.

“I need you to talk to Jersey. She’s been off this last week. I don’t know what the fuck is goin’ on in her head but I know it’s not good.” Jada’s smile fades as she looks at me.

“I’ll talk to her. Maybe it’s just all catching up with her. She’s been through a lot.” Wrapping my arm around Jada’s shoulders I pull her in for a hug.

“I know she has. I thought she was doin’ ok though. It’s just been this last week. I don’t know what she has runnin’ through that head of hers. I just wanna know that she’s ok.” Jada wraps her arms around my waist before she pulls back.

“Don’t worry. I’ll see what’s going on and let you know. She’s a sweet girl, I’m sure it’s just stress.” With a quick nod, Jada lets go and walks away as Creed and Joey walk up.

“What’s that about?” Creed nods at Jada as she heads towards the hallway.

“I asked her to talk to Jersey. She’s been off is all.” Creed slaps a hand on my shoulder as he leads me into the office.

“Sorry to hear that. Fuckin’ sucks that this news isn’t gonna help much.”  I drop down in my seat and wait since I already knew this shit was coming. I just don’t know in what form I’ll be fucked this time.

Chapter 26

Creed bangs the gavel on the table making everyone shut up. I’m the only one that seems on edge right now and I’m not even sure why. He hasn’t said a word but I know there’s something.

“The Dusts’ have word that we blew that car. Russians want someone’s ass on a stick for that guy that blew with it. They know Jersey wasn’t in that car too. They want what they paid for.” Creed’s eyes travel to me as blood rushes to my head. There is no way in hell that I’m letting them near her.

“We need to come up with somethin’ here, brothers. Blow back on the club ain’t gonna be good. I talked to Richmond over with the Flames’. They are willin’ to roll back up but they have a situation down south they are on right now. That means that we need to come up with somethin’. I don’t know how long we have until they figure out she’s with us. Shifters’ and the Dusts’ both know but apparently they haven’t said anything. That shit doesn’t sit right with me. They’re after somethin’ and I don’t know what. We need to be ready when they flip that info to the Russians.” My heart pounds in my chest. My ears are roaring with rage as my mind jumps around. That girl is mine. She’s mine to protect and mine to keep out of this.

I made the choice to break her out of that hell and now I need to think of a way to get the club out without hurting her.

“We have a little room to breathe. From what I hear, the Dusts’ have some shit goin’ up north that they are handlin’. That gives us a little window to come up with somethin’ before they head home. You think of somethin’, you come to me or Tank. I’m not lockin’ the club down again but I would prefer if you stayed around, that means families too. I get some of you don’t want to or can’t, and that’s fine. This is optional at the moment.” Creed’s eyes move around the table but my body is on fire. I want to kill something or someone.

“That’s it for now.” Creed brings the gavel down as the guys all stand and leave the room. Not me though. My hands are clenched around this table edge so tightly I might break the fucker off.

“It’s not just on you Ryker. We voted on that shit. We have the meet with Bone this week too, about the other girls. We need to keep our shit straight. We got this.” I look up at Creed but I don’t know if I do have this.

“She’s doin’ shit to me brother. I don’t know what I’m doin’ anymore. I don’t know which God damn way I’m supposed to go.” Creed notices the look on my face before he walks over placing a hand on my shoulder.

“You feel things brother. You can’t change them and if you try to run from them, that shit will fuck with your head. I need your head clear and right for this shit. We are about to come into a shit storm and I need to know we’re on the same page.” Pushing up out of my chair I look him in the eyes.

“I’m always on the same page brother. You don’t need to worry about shit when it comes to business.” Walking past him I get what he means. I need to be level headed to handle the shit with the Dusts’ but drag the Russians in and shit could get bad.

“I know you are.” Creed speaks behind me as I make my way out of the room.

I spot Red across the room and motion her to follow me. Just like I knew she would, she hauls ass in the direction of the rooms.

“Whose room’s open?” Red’s eyes narrow on me but there is no way in hell that I can take her in my room with Jersey in there.

“Trace’s room is free.” She finally speaks up as I push her hurriedly down the hallway. I need to have my dick in something and since Jersey isn’t an option, Red will have to do.

I kick the door closed to Trace’s room before I slam Red against the door. My lips travel her neck but it just feels off.

“Take your clothes off. I need to fuck you now.” The urgency in my voice must spark something in her too. She is naked in record time standing in front of me.

“Turn around and bend over.” Red does as she’s told with her ass sticking out just for me. I walk closer as my jeans drag around my ankles. Gripping her hips I don’t give her any notice before I slam roughly into her. Over and over I push harder. I’m taking out all my fucking frustrations on her pussy but it isn’t the pussy I want.

I pull out of her and slide into her ass instead. Maybe this will feel better than the other.

“Stop!” Red screams but I don’t stop. I hold her hips roughly in my hands pounding inside of her. I need the thoughts of Jersey out of my head. Her face, her lips, her body. I need all of it gone.

“God damn it!” Growling out in frustration I slap her ass roughly as she screams. Before I know what’s going on the door flies open and Joey, Piper, Jada and Jersey come flying into the room.

I let go of Red as she pulls away from me but my eyes are locked on Jersey’s. The look of disgust and hate flash across her face before she runs from the room with her hand over her mouth.

“FUCK!” Screaming at no one in particular I grab my jeans and pull them back up. I run my hand through my hair as I try to think of what the fuck I’m supposed to do now.