Shattered & Scarred: The Sacred Hearts MC (20 page)

Ashton…

“I need you to love me.” I murmured against his mouth. I slipped the jacket from my shoulders and let it land in a heap on the floor. His joined it a second later.

“Fucking hell, shut the damned door before you get started.” Dray demanded and our bedroom door shut.

Our mouths locked, hands scrambling to touch one another we danced in place. It was hard to get undressed with both of us feeding at one another like we were. He broke the kiss and hauled me up his body and I obediently wr
apped my legs around his hips. I loved his strength. He was so
different
, using it to protect me, shelter me… It was extremely erotic and I grew too warm in my leather riding gear.

Ethan walked me backwards and sat down on the edge of the bed with me still twining around him like ivy. He lifted my thin tank top and camisole over my head and dropped them carelessly to the floor, his big hands smoothing over my heated skin. He peeled the straps of my bra down my arms and I pulled them free, promptly burying my hands in his hair to hold his mouth against mine. He chuckled, a low, deep sound that rubbed along my body thick as fur.

I gasped and he swallowed it, he broke the kiss so I could pull his shirt over his head, he raised his arms and once it was clear I dropped it forlorn beside mine. He crushed me to him, skin on skin and went for the clasp at the back of my bra. Once unsnapped he let his hands smooth up and down my back uninterrupted sending chills through me. I buried my hands in his hair, holding it off from our faces while we kissed passionately as if it might be our last chance at one another.

Our desire for one another grew to a fevered pitch. Ethan picked me up, standing in one powerful fluid movement, pivoting on his booted feet to lay me down on the scratchy
hotelesque comforter. His hands went to my belt, fumbling both it and my fly open. He peeled the leather and lace of my pants and underwear off my body, pausing to tug my boots off my feet before dropping the whole mess with a thud.

I giggled but it was quickly stifled when he covered my body with his. I reached down between us to free him from his denim and cotton prison but he stopped me, preferring to do it himself. He didn’t even bother with getting completely undressed, he slid the material down his hips and mouth sealed to mine positioned himself between my thighs.

His urgency startled me and flipped some primal switch in my brain. I arched my hips to meet him and we crashed together. I was wet and turned on but not quite as ready as he usually made me and so it was a tight fit, riding just this side of the line over into painful. I felt an erotic little pulse in my pussy and ground my hips just the way I knew he liked. He groaned and buried his face in the side of my neck, sucking gently, nipping with his teeth and I cried out.

That seemed to be the only invitation he needed. He drew back and surged forward powerfully invading
my every sense. Touch, smell, taste, sight and hearing were all for him. He was warm, his body sliding against mine in a near punishing ebb and flow that had a sheen of sweat breaking out over our skins. He smelled of the wind and open road, of moving machine parts, rubber and asphalt but mostly the clean, crisp scent of the outdoors.

I kissed him and beneath the slight chemical tang of his e-cigarette he tasted like Ethan, hot and salty sweet, primal and male. He found that spot inside me and my mouth tore from his so I could arch provocatively against the swell of his muscular physique. A low wail of pure bliss escaped my throat, spilling from my lips to swirl out into the small room and it was met with masculine cheers faintly out in the rest of the large cabin.

I didn’t care. I held onto my lover with legs and arms, twining myself as completely as I could around him. He smiled and nipped my shoulder and ground himself over that place inside me, exploiting it. One of his hands braced on the bed beside my face he levered himself up some and let the other one stroke down the center of my body. The pad of his thumb slicked through my folds and then began to torturously spiral around my engorged clit in a feather light touch that maddeningly set me on edge but did nothing to push me over.

“Please Ethan…” I begged breathlessly and he grinned playfully.

“Please what Baby?” he asked, innocently.

“Please touch me harder.” I begged and he levered himself up a bit more and gripped my shoulder, pulling me down onto his pounding cock as he simultaneously thrust a bit harder. Oh my god it felt good, but that’s not what I meant and he knew it. I palmed his shoulders and tried to arch into his teasing thumb which was maddeningly close to but not touching that not so secret bundle of nerve endings.

“Please?” I begged.

“Please what?” he smiled, he was going to make me work for it, beg for it.

“Please touch my clit!?” I gasped.

“Oh, you want to come?” he asked me and I let out a frustrated wail
. I couldn’t deny it though, his little game had me coming apart at the seams… it was incredibly sexy at the same time it was incredibly maddening.

“Yes!” I cried desperately.
I heard laughter out in the cabin and I colored furiously. Ethan, though… Ethan lit up. The fact that his brothers were out there listening to us was turning him on, making this better for him and I was surprised to find it was me too. I felt bold, sexy and beautiful… but I didn’t have time to dwell on it. The need for release was becoming a sharp and grinding thing, grating across every nerve ending, I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Say it B
aby. Tell me you want to come and I promise to make it good for you.” He was out of breath but his stamina wasn’t even close to flagging and I knew that if I didn’t say it, I didn’t ask, then he would keep me like this indefinitely. 

“Ethan I want to come, please! Please make me come!” I begged and he smiled the most beautiful victorious smile I’d ever seen on him and gave me just what I needed. His thumb slid over those few millimeters and he stroked lazily across my clit. Sparks of pleasure ignited the inferno that swept through my body and blasted me apart into a million tiny pieces. I screamed with the sheer mind blowing intensity of it and Ethan jerked, stilling inside me and for a brief second I thought I may have hurt him but the pure bliss that came over his face told me just the opposite.

My voice died in my throat and I lay beneath him, completely boneless carried away on the current of our pleasure and mutual satisfaction. Ethan’s legs trembled and he let himself down gently over me. I wound my arms around his shoulders and held him to me as we both panted, our mingling sweat cooling on our bodies. Loud and rowdy cheers came from the other side of our bedroom door but I was too spent to even blush let alone work up enough energy to be embarrassed.

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a bit of an exhibitionist.” He panted into the side of my neck, he dropped his lips to my shoulder and placed a kiss there.

“I think I just figured that out.” I panted.

“You okay?” he asked and concern clouded his expression when I didn’t answer right away.

“You know, I think I am but mostly because I know and trust everyone out there.” I said speculatively. Ethan grinned.

“Can we have a conversation about some of ‘
em potentially watching someday?” he asked and I could tell he was serious, I could also tell the idea
really
appealed to him when I felt him stir where he was still inside me.

“No cameras or anything right? Nobody else joining in or trying to?” I asked frowning.

“No! Nothing like that, I wouldn’t do that to you Babe.” He said smoothing my hair out of my face. He looked me in the eyes and his voice when it came was low and intense.

“It’s not about humiliation or making you uncomfortable, I’m not into that shit. It’s about heightening the experience, showing you the fuck off. You’re beautiful and I love you and I want you to feel beautiful and sexy that and I’m kind of a dick… I want some of these guys to
see what they can’t have.” He grinned at the last part and it was so boyish and open that it made my heart light and I laughed.

“It’s a far cry from knowing some of them are listening to knowing they have their eyes on me.” I said thoughtfully. Ethan didn’t say anything.

“Can I think about it?” I asked softly, surprised that the idea wasn’t totally unappealing in fact I felt a little thrill of adrenaline just at the notion.

“Yeah B
abe sure, you think about it as long as you like. No pressure, it’s just something I like to do. Can’t help it. I’m a kinky bastard that way but I get that my kink might not be your kink and it’s not like it’s something I need, just something I like to do at the club house or on lake runs with people I know and trust.” He shrugged and I think it was a mark of how well we fit together that I completely understood where he was coming from.

We kissed and I filed this new development
away for later. Ethan withdrew from me and slid to the side, awkwardly kicking off his boots and pants. I laughed and he kissed me silent, drawing it out, bringing my body back to a slow rolling simmer.

“Again?” he asked softly and I nodded and so we made love again only slower and more deliberate this time. We napped for a short time in each other’s arms before someone started pounding on the door.

“You guys are not spending the entire weekend locked in there!” Reaver yelled and Ethan and I laughed. Ethan looked at me to make sure it was okay, I nodded and hid behind his much larger body.

“Come on in
Reav!” he yelled and Reaver opened the door, stepped in and shut it behind him like we weren’t just on top of the covers wrapped up in each other naked. He was totally cool about it.  He did give me a good once over and smiled.

“Freshly fu
cked looks good on you Sunshine,” was his only comment.

“What’s going on out there?” Ethan asked and Reaver stood there and crossed his arms.

“Everyone is heading up to the lodge for some grub. Sun is still out and will be for a couple more hours. Hotter than Hell so wear shorts. He looked us over one more time eyes lingering on my ass and a slow grin spread across his face.

“Damn, hotter ‘n hell in here too.” He said and ducked out the door. Funny thing was I didn’t feel gross… I felt… appreciated, sexy, like some kind of siren and it felt pretty good. After a near lifetime of not being good enough I felt pretty and desirable. It had me thinking.

“Shower and food?” Ethan asked. I nodded and he smiled. He stood up and stretched, and I drooled a little. God he was beautiful. Gorgeous in fact, all masculine planes and angles, body ridged in all the right places. He bent and scooped me up shrieking, throwing me over his shoulder cave man style and I laughed. I struggled a little and he swatted me on the ass, the light sting making me yip.

Before I could think to protest he was out the door and striding up the hallway, ducking us into the bathroom. I heard Dragon’s familiar masculine chuckle from further up the hall as Ethan shut the door behind us and I blushed furiously.

“Love you Babe.” He said with a rakish grin and started the shower. I put my hands on my hips and tried to put on a stern look but failed miserably.

We showered quickly and wrapped in the towels provided. Back in the room I donned my swimsuit which was a white bikini with cherries on it and pulled on a pair of olive green shorts over the bottoms. The shorts were
very
short and made my legs look longer than they actually were. I slid my feet into some white flip flops and found Ethan eyeing me from across the room. A pair of old dessert camo fatigues cut off just below the knee hung off his lean hips, that delicious muscular V shape disappearing into the waistband made me want to go peel the shorts off him.

“We keep
lookin’ at each other like this we’re not going to make it to the party.” His voice was low and sultry and did things low in my body, but I really wanted to join the others so I put my sunglasses on my head and went for the door. Ethan shrugged his feet into a pair of black Nike skids and we went out, his hands resting lightly on my shoulders.

The cabin was deserted and we trudged down the drive towards the back deck of the lodge which
was two stories. Underneath the deck, tables were lined out in the shade for sitting. Up on the large wooden structure’s second story the food and drink was being passed out. We went up and got our plates.

When my plate had a sufficient amount of barbeque ribs, green salad and an assortment of fruit we went back down stairs. I carried napkins and silverware, Ethan had two bottles of beer and a third bottle
of hard lemonade for me. We found a seat at the table with Reaver, Chandra, Doc, Derek, Andy and Zander.

“Came up for air?” Doc asked smiling and I blushed Chandra smacked him in the shoulder.

“No seriously, that was hot to hear you two.” She said, unlit cigarette bobbing between her lips. She raised a Bic and lit the end sucking in a long drag.

“Thanks.” I mumbled, blushing deeply and cast my eyes down to my food. I could feel Reaver’s eyes on me as I ate. Ethan seemed perfectly comfortable and I thought about it. If he wasn’t embarrassed why should I be? I mean it wasn’t like I was ashamed of making love to him… I looked up as Dragon settled his bulk next to me. He cleared his throat and I looked up.