Page 36 of Fury
Fury – Two Days Later
I sigh as I place my hands flat against the shower wall, the hot water soothing me as it runs over my head. I close my eyes, knowing I’ve got at least fifteen minutes to enjoy my shower before Tate wakes up and demands pancakes and as always, Sky comes to mind overriding my every thought.
Two days, and I’ve given her some space from me and from Tate.
After expressing my regrets and holding her for a little while, I moved back and whispered that I’d be seeing her soon before walking out, something that took everything inside me to do. I knew she needed time to hear my words, especially after ignoring me for four years, painting me out to be her devil, requiring me to be to keep on going.
Yesterday, I picked Tate up from Mama’s, giving her the night with her granddaughter, and kept her with me, hoping Skylar would see the big loss without us around.
She said she missed her friend, and now I need her to miss my presence. For her to miss me fully, I needed to pull back. Meaning, I’m now fucking missing her like I have every single day since finding out Lacey was pregnant and I let her gostupidlyfor her own good.
I should have just been selfish.
“Fuck, this better work,” I mutter as I push off the shower wall and grab my soap, rubbing it against my hands before washing my body, my cock hardening at the thought of pushing Skylar up against my shower wall with her legs wrapped around my waist.
Fuck, nearly five years without her, and I’m feeling it.
I haven’t fucked anyone else, despite many trying to get my attention. All I want is my precious, no one else. So my hand has been working overtime...
My cock throbs and I lean one hand flat against the shower wall while gripping my cock with my other, gently stroking it back and forth, and I close my eyes, picturing Skylar in my arms, a memory from years ago rushing through me and my body.
“Nyx, please,” Sky whispers against my lips as I gently caress hers while teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock, her arousal mixing with mine making my cock throb with want and need…
I squeeze my cock tighter, working it faster as my breathing quickens…
“You want me, precious?” I ask with a murmur against her lips, gently pushing the tip of my cock inside her, and her walls try to suck me in with need.
“Please,” she begs as she licks my bottom lip, trying to move her legs out of my grip where I’m keeping them open to wrap them around my waist and thrust me in. I give in, pushing myhips forward, going in deep, and she moans, biting my bottom lip before sucking it into her mouth.
Fuck me, that is sexy.
Sky’s moans fill my ears, the memory so vivid, and my hand works harder, my balls tightening as my spine tingles, and I don’t hold back.
Cum spurts against the shower wall, and I moan, “Sky…” as I squeeze my cock, getting every drop released. My breathing becomes choppy as my orgasm takes over, and my hips move automatically as I thrust into my hand, my mind wanting to believe Sky is here with me.
I breathe heavily and squeeze my dick one last time, not surprised I came so quickly, I always do when I remember the good days before I shove myself away from the wall and continue washing, pissed that my girl isn’t here where she belongs.
Soon, fucking soon, one way or another, she will be back with me, even if I have to knock her out, taking back my idea from months ago when Psycho stole it and knocked out Ivy with chloroform to stop her from marrying Hayden Gillies, the leader to the Hyena’s for her bitch of a mother.
Shaking my head, I turn off the shower and climb out, my mind again on Skylar, the need to get her now consuming me.
Soon, fucking soon.
“Okay, brothers, let’s get church underway, shall we…” Blade announces as he bangs the gavel and looks around the room, ensuring he has everyone’s attention while I gently tap my finger on the table, hoping my brothers have my back.
I’ve just dropped Tate off with Mama in the common room after having a nice messy breakfast that I know Skylar would have loved and demanded she take Tate to her house for the duration of church. I know shit is about to hit the fan because today, we get rid of one of Skylar’s problems in this clubhouse – Lacey.
I never should have voted to make her a clubwhore.
I thought I was doing the right thing by Tate. I had offered the woman a job at the club bar, the diner, heck, even the strip club, all while housing her in one of the club apartments, but she declined all. She demanded she work in the clubhouse so we could co-parent Tate here and not have her being brought up in separate houses.
At the time, she was four months pregnant, and I thought, stupidly, that she wanted to be a mother.
I was wrong, she just wanted a brother's patch, preferably mine, and even tried to convince me to move her into my home here, claiming that sharing a room with a woman wasn’t healthy because all clubwhores share, which obviously didn’t work.
Only old ladies get the privilege of moving into a brother's home, and old lady, that bitch is not. If anything, she’s a fucking stalker.
Before fucking her, she had set her sights on me years prior, but because I never touched her, she kept coming back, fucking other brothers while watching my every move before taking her chance.
