Quiet Country (Satan's Sinners M.C. Book 2) (5 page)

"Hey Bear,” the douche lord says.

"Hey Dustin. It's time for you to leave." I see her body stiffen and as she turns to face me, I place the Rum and Coke in her hand.

"It's Justin, and we were just talking,” he replied.

"I don't give two fucks what you were doing. I suggest that if you ever wanna step foot in this clubhouse again, you’ll leave right the fuck now." Justin doesn't give it a second thought as he hurries away. Pussy.

Sam Hunt's Leave The Night On
starts playing right when Jacey says, "Bear, what the fuck are you doing?" Oh yeah, she’s pissed now. Her arms are crossed over her chest, still clutching her drink, pushing up her ample tits. Her eyes narrow as she glares at me. I’m irate, so I question, “Do you want him now?"

"I didn't fucking say that, did I? You can't just come over here and scare off somebody because they’re talking to me."

"No, you didn't say that," I answer, feeling out of sorts because I shouldn't care. I point to her. “You can't just come in my clubhouse, chattin' people up either."

"He came up to me," she says, pointing right back at me. “You can't tell me what to do." She downs her Rum and Coke, slamming the glass on the table. She's making me fucking crazy.

“I sure as fuck can, when it was my cock in you last night.”

"If you’re going to try to be a controlling asshole, then that was the first and last time your cock will get anywhere near me."

"It's not being controlling. It's showin' who the fuck you belong to." Where the fuck is this shit coming from?

"You did not just fucking say that to me,” she says, getting pissed all over again, throwing her hand back on that hip.

"Yeah, I did. What are you gonna do about it, Princess?" After I say that, I see her face change to reflect an emotion I'm not sure of, maybe sadness. Then she goes off.

"Oh my god! Do NOT call me that, you fucking piece of shit! You don't know anything about me. I don't belong to you and I never will."

"Oh really? Are you sure about that?" Suddenly, we hear yelling and look over.

“Shit, Zoey just got in a fight!” Jacey hollers, as she runs over. When I walk up behind her, I hear her asking if Crazy Girl’s okay, then Hanger takes his woman off to their room.

"You ready to finish our conversation now?" I ask from behind her.

She spins on me, narrowing her eyes. “There isn't anything left to say, Bear."

"Oh Lil Mama, there’s a whole lot left to say." I give her a devilish grin.

"No, there's not. You think you’re gonna control me, own me, and it's not happening. So, I'm just going to go home." She's got another thing coming if she thinks she's really leaving.

"You’re not going anywhere." Before she can answer, I bend down grab her by her thighs, fireman style, carrying her to my room, all while she’s screaming at me.

"Put me down, you son of a bitch!” She starts slapping and hitting my back. I just chuckle and everyone else is laughing too.

"No can do, Lil Mama, you're comin' with me,” I reprimand her with a good hard slap to her ass. She lets out a moan. I guess somebody likes to get spanked, making my cock twitch at the thought of turning her ass red. Once we’re in my room, I turn to face the door, slam it shut, and flip the lock. I let her down onto her feet.

"Bear, just let me go,” she whines.

"No can do, Lil Mama. I'm gonna show you who you belong to here. Don't think I didn't hear that moan come outta you when I smacked your ass." I close the space that’s between us as she steps back until she's up against the wall. I lean over her, putting my mouth to her ear. "You know you want me, for me to make you feel good. You wanna feel me deep inside you again, don't you?"

"Hmm" I know I got her right where I want her. Fuck yeah! I bring my face up and look to see her head against the wall, eyes closed. I put my mouth to her ear again.

"How wet are you for me? I bet you're soaked just from thinkin’ about last night, and maybe from that little smack I gave you." I take one of her hands, placing it over my jeans on my rock hard cock. "Feel what you do to me." I let her hand go, but she doesn’t move it off of me. "Turn around and put your hands on the wall, Lil Mama." I demand her to do as I say, and she listens with no hesitation, knowing the pleasure I can bring to her. "Good girl. Do not fuckin' move 'em. Got me?" I reach around her and undo her jeans, pulling them down.

"Okay,” she answers, on a whisper.

I remove her fuck-me-heels long enough to get her jeans off. I slip them back on her feet before standing and pulling her shirt over her head. That leaves her standing before me in just her black strapless bra, matching lace panties and the heels. "You’re the most beautiful fuckin' woman I've ever seen,” I say, watching her head drop down. God damn, she is sexy. I undo her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Then I bend down, removing her panties so she is completely bare to me. I stand back up and lean over her again, giving her another slap just to see how she’ll react. Her hands form into fists as a moan escapes her lips. I move her hair off her neck and place soft kisses against her skin. Letting another moan release, she tilts her head to the side giving me better access.

"You like pain, Lil Mama?" I ask, as I run my hands around to her stomach, letting them move over her body, feeling her softness.

"Seems so. I don't know what I like."

"Guess we'll be findin' out." I pull her back to me so her back is to my front. She lets her head fall back onto my chest as I massage her perfectly sized tits in my hands. I take my thumbs and fingers, rolling and pulling at her hard little nipples, harder than I normally would, but I've never had a woman so responsive to pain. Her moans grow louder as she reaches back, gripping onto my jeans. I start to caress her skin as I move one hand down between her tits to her stomach, giving her nipple a pull every so often with my other hand. My hand caresses her, landing on her beautiful pussy. I run my finger through her slit just to see if I was right, and I was because she’s fucking soaked.

"You’re soaked just like I knew you would be, Baby. You like this?" I whisper, feather light against her ear.

"Uh- huh,” she says, nodding.

"Tell me what I wanna hear,” I instruct, as I give her a slap on her pussy.

“Oh god. Bear, please,” she begs.

"Mmm, I like you begging. Do you wanna cum?" I ask as I push a finger inside of her tight little cunt.

"Yes, please." I then put a second finger inside of her, stretching her open to fit my size. I start finger fucking her, curling them inside, rubbing on her g-spot. Jacey’s moans are so loud, I'm sure everyone can hear her outside. I feel her start to clench around my fingers and I stop. "Bear. Oh my god, please don't stop!” That begging again. I love it!

"Tell me what I wanna hear, Lil Mama, then you can cum." She knows I want her to tell me she belongs to me here.

"No, I'm not saying it."

"You will, Baby. Believe me, before this is all said and done, you will tell me. For now, just agree you won't fuck anybody else." I'm not gonna push her anymore.

"Bear, I'm not one of your whores here. So no, I won't be fucking anybody else. What about you?"

"Way I see it, we’ve got a good thing goin'. No need to go get somethin' else,” I assure her. It's true, as long as I got this perfect girl, why would I need something else?

I take my thumb and rub her clit, sticking two fingers back inside her. I take her over the edge, her body convulsing against me, she's moaning out my name. God damn, I love hearing that. I hold onto her until she comes back down from the high I just gave her. I turn her around and lean her against the wall. I let Jacey watch as I stick my fingers in my mouth, sucking off her arousal. "So fuckin' sweet, I love your taste."

"God, Bear. What are you doing to me?"

"Nothin' but good things,” I reply as I let her go to take my shirt off and undo the button on my jeans. I pull the zipper down, grabbing a condom from my pocket before letting them fall to the ground. I pull my boxer briefs off and stand in front of her. She is watching my every move. "You like this Lil Mama? You like what you see?"

“This is so wrong, but yeah, you’re fucking sexy as hell."

I keep eye contact with her as I take the condom, rip it open with my teeth, and slide it in place. "I don't know why you say this is wrong, but I'm glad you like what you see." I bend and grab onto her thighs, lifting her up so she straddles my waist, and kiss her. She opens for me automatically. I touch my tongue with hers, deepening the kiss. I lean her against the wall, bracing her weight between the wall and one arm. With my free hand, I grab my rock hard cock, put it at her opening and push in until I'm balls deep. I stay there, letting her adjust to my size. "Fuck, Baby, you're so tight."

"Move, Bear. Fuck me." I start a slow pace, pumping into her, and she’s moving her hips to match me, then I start to go faster. "Harder!” she yells. Giving her what she wants, I pick up my pace, hitting her g-spot again, the sounds coming out of her mouth growing louder. "Fuck! Bear, this feels so good!”

"I know, Lil Mama. Fuck, you’re so wet." I pull her to me and away from the wall, rolling my hips, pushing her up and down on me.

"Faster please, harder and faster!” Shit, I start going like a crazy man thrusting into her. I've never gone this hard or fast and it's fucking amazing, this woman is amazing. "Oh! God! I'm gonna cum! Fuck don't stop!” That gets me on the edge as I continue slamming into her soaked cunt.

"Let go, Baby. I got you."

A few more hits to her spot and she’s throbbing around me. It’s so fucking good. This is what I wanted to feel again, her clutching and tightening around me.

"That's it. I feel you squeezing me. So fuckin' good, and tight. Let me hear you, Lil Mama."

Her orgasm takes over and she claws at my back, biting and sucking on my neck. Her screams fill the room as she calls out my name. It's so fucking sexy when she comes, taking me over with her. I feel the buildup of my release, my balls tighten up, and I'm letting go inside her sweet cunt.

"Fuckin' hell, Lil Mama,” I moan, my mouth in the crook of her neck, coming harder than I think I ever have in my entire life.

With us both sated, I tighten my arms around her waist and Jacey holds onto me as tight as she can. Something twists inside of me, I don't know what it is, and I don't know if I like it. I walk us over to my bed, where I lay her down, pulling out on the way. Making my way to the bathroom, I could give two fucks if any of my brothers see me. The whores already have so it doesn't matter, but nobody's in the hall. I pull the condom off, throw it away, and grab a washcloth, cleaning myself up. I grab another one, getting it wet under the hot water. I open the bathroom door and head back to my room, but when I open the door, Jacey is gone.

"Goddammit!” I say under my breath, while running my hand over my face. I take the rag back to the bathroom.

What the fuck just happened?
I think to myself as I go back to an empty bed, lying down, and lighting up a cigarette.

Bear

It's been a couple of days since Jacey fucking dipped out on me and I can't figure out why she ran. Shit, I thought we had come to an agreement, that was until I walked out of the bathroom and saw my bed empty. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with that woman. Her mood swings are starting to give me fucking whiplash. She's pissed at me one minute, but when I tell her the things I want to do to her, her body can't help but respond to me. I just need to figure out how to get her head and body on the same page. There's only one person I can talk to about this mess, and he won't give me shit, plus he has some experience with insane women. I knock on his door and when he opens up, I greet him. "Hey, Rip."

"Bear, hey brother. What’s up?" He moves, opening the door wide for me to enter.

"Does Hanger need somethin'?"

I run my hands over my face, sit down in a chair, and shake my head no. He takes a seat on the bed, and starts laughing.

"What's so fuckin' funny?" I ask, giving him a hard look.

"That girl got you all twisted up, doesn't she?" he asks.

Trying to be casual, I reply, “What are you talking about?"

“I know that fuckin' look, brother. I had the same one when I met Chat, you remember?"

I put my elbows on my knees, and leaning forward, I drop my head to run my fingers through my hair.

"I swear to Christ, this girl is fuckin' insane." He just laughs. I'm glad he thinks this shit is a fuckin' joke.

"What happened?" he asks.

"We’ve fucked a couple of times, then she gets this fuckin' attitude. It’s hot as hell, don't get me wrong, but it pisses me off at the same time."

"Brother, it sounds like you've got your hands full," he says.

"You remember what it was like with me and Chat? I was crazy about her from the first time I looked at her, but I had to work for it. She made me chase her ass for a good long time before I got her to cave."

"Yeah, Ripper, I do. I don't know what to fuckin' do with her. Usually I don’t give a fuck, but she dipped out on me, and I haven’t seen her since. It's not the same as with you guys, though. I'm not tryin' to make her my Ol' Lady. I just wanna keep gettin' my dick wet."

"She got under your skin is what she did! And we’ll see ‘bout the Ol' Lady part. Bear, I've known you since you were a young shit. You’ve never come to me ‘bout a damn girl before, so that’s gotta count for somethin' Brother. You got her number, call her."

I look at him like he's fucking stupid.

"Don't you fuckin' think if I had her number, I would’ve fuckin' done that already? God, I just don't understand her ass."

"We’re men! We’ll never understand what goes through a woman's head. You know where she lives?"

"Yeah, I took her home that first night."

"So go to her place. If she isn't there, wait." He shrugs his shoulders like it's so fuckin' easy.

"Alright, Brother. Thanks."

"No problem.”

I go by the garage to get some work done, then go check and make sure everything is good with the cabin before heading to her place.

I go to her door and knock, but nobody answers, so I go to my bike, lean up against it, and light up a cigarette. I inhale and slowly blow smoke outta my mouth. I see a black 2014 Stingray with 5-split spoke chrome aluminum wheels. When it pulls under the light in the parking space, I can see the gray glitter over coat and red brake calipers and hear the stereo blasting
Sugar by Maroon 5
.

The windows aren't tinted enough for me not to see that it's her. Fuck me, that's a beautiful car, she wasn't lying when she said she knew about cars. I throw the smoke down and grind it into the cement to kill the fire. I walk up to Jacey’s car once she’s parked and open her door. I glance inside and see that she's got carbon flash black and red leather interior, six speed with paddle shifter and competition sport bucket seats. Fuck, her whole damn car is fucking custom and just as sexy as she is. I look at her and she’s looking up at me with wide eyes, her mouth hanging open, so I give her a grin.

"This yours, Lil Mama? Sexy car for a sexy woman. I guess you do know about cars."

She huffs out a breath., "Bear, what the fuck are you doing here?”

"We need to talk, Jacey."

"No, we don't."

"Yes, we fuckin' do. Woman, I've been waitin' for you. I'm not leavin' til we clear up a few things,” I tell her, and I'm not taking any bullshit.

"Fine, come on." I let her lead me to her apartment. She's lets us both in, and I lock the door behind me. Jacey drops her purse and keys on the table and she turns to see me standing there, legs spread, arms crossed over my chest, a pissed off look on my face. "Don't look at me like that! You didn't need to come over here in the first fucking place."

"Why don't you tell me why you dipped out on me the other night?"

"Because you like to have me say shit like ‘I fucking belong to you’ and I don't fucking belong to you. It's sex, Bear, that's it,” she tells me, but I don't believe it.

"I call bullshit, Lil Mama. I think you got scared."

"Scared of what? We fucked, and it was done so it was time for me to go,” she says casually.

"Right. It might just be fuckin’ but that doesn’t give you reason to bounce out. Your body calls to me, it obeys me. Your head needs to get on track with that."

"You need to go." She's getting defensive again, I can tell by the look in her eyes and the way she stands.

“I’m not going anywhere yet."

"Bear, please. I'm tired. I don't wanna do this."

"Well, you’re gonna do it, because you're not gonna pull that shit on me again. Got me?"

"I can leave whenever I want." I drop my hands and walk over to her, backing her up to the table.

"You can," I nuzzle my nose in her hair, smelling her scent. "You can leave whenever you want, but tell me when you’re leaving. Don't just dip out like that. When you’re at the club, you belong to me. It’s for your protection. If they know you’re with me, they won't fuck with you, and if you go around messin' with different guys at the club, they’ll mistake you for a whore."

She puts her hands on my chest, gripping my beater in her hands. "I'm sorry I did that. It just freaked me the fuck out, you saying I belong to you,” she says, as I bend and grip her thighs, picking her up. I sit her on the table, spreading her legs with my hips so I can get in between them, placing my hands on her cheeks to make sure she looks at me.

"I didn't mean to scare you. I was pissed because that hang-around was comin' on to you."

"I can handle myself, Bear. I would’ve told him to leave me alone. I was trying to be nice and talk to him."

"Jacey, you’re not that nice," I smirk at her and she is pursing her lips trying not to laugh. "Promise me you won’t leave like that again."

"I promise. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"Damn right. Now I want your phone number." I pull out my phone and she rattles the numbers off then I put it back in my pocket.

"So, will you tell me why it scared you so much?"

"No, I don't wanna talk about it."

"Alright, I'll let it go for now, but eventually you are gonna have to open up."

"Bear, there are things in my past that I’ll never talk about. Can we just keep doing what we have been?"

"Yeah, we can do that." For now, I think to myself. I bring her face to mine, put my lips to hers. I give her a slow tender kiss, sliding my tongue along hers. Every other time we’ve kissed it's always been hard, rough, and hungry. I want this one to be different. Even though I can feel my dick twitching, we are not doing this tonight. I pull away from her mouth before I really want to. She's trying to catch her breath, and slowly opens her eyes to look at me. "Alright, Lil Mama, it's time for me to go."

"You can't go now. Not after a kiss like that."

I give her a smile. "Yeah, I can. It's getting late and you need rest. You gotta work in the morning. I'll call you soon." I give her one last kiss on her mouth, then forehead. Making my way to the door I turn. "Goodnight, Lil Mama."

She gives me a soul shattering smile. "Goodnight, Bear."

With that, I lock the door, shut it behind me, and head back to the clubhouse.

Jacey

This last week has been hard for me. I used to go running to clear my head, now all I think about is Bear. I've done a lot of thinking since he came to my apartment. I know I shouldn't have dipped out on him, it was a bitch move, but I had to get out of there. I threw my clothes on and ran like my ass was on fire. I couldn't get my mother's voice out of my head.
"Jacey, guys like your father, they try to own you. They think you belong to them. They will use you and abuse you, then throw you out once they are done. You will marry rich, honey. You will marry a doctor or a lawyer, not scum like that."

I blasted
Four Five Seconds by Kanye West, Rihanna, and Paul McCartney
as loud as my speakers would go, just trying to get her out of my head. She’s a monster. That night I fell asleep and had another dream about my father. It's happening more now since I met Bear and I've never had this one before.

"Daddy, will you tell me a story?"

"Yeah. Lay down and I'll tuck you in. Once upon a time there was a Princess. She was favored in her father's Kingdom. All the boys wanted to marry the Princess, but the King wouldn't let them. Every boy feared the King, only the boy that would be allowed to marry the Princess would have to stand up to the King. He would be strong, that way the King knew his Princess would be taken care of and protected. Goodnight Princess. Always remember Daddy loves you."

Now all this shit with the dreams and Bear is getting to me. It scares me. I like to be in control of shit, he takes that control away. My body loves it, but my mind is completely opposed. My mind thinks he’s going to do to me what my mother says my father did to her. I don't want that, but then the dreams are showing me that my father wasn't a bad man. I just don't know what to do or what to believe.

Bear pisses me off because he makes me feel things I shouldn't. I don't want to belong to him and I don't want to have a life with the club. I don't know how Zoey does it. She just takes everything in stride, but I can't do that, I’m not that person. When I choose to be with someone it'll be when I'm ready to settle down, get married, and have a family, and certainly not with the same type of guy my mother told me to stay away from.