Page 10 of Bart (Hades Rejects MC)
“This is a bad idea.” That’s all I get from him before he’s devouring my lips in the most heart stopping kiss I’ve ever had. It’s like I’m an oasis he’s found in the desert after months without water. My body reacts to him without hesitation. My hands reach for his hair and I hold on for dear life. Gripping my legs, he lifts me up until we are aligned, my brain is in a fog until he slams home inside me, my back arches while my head bows off the tiles.
“Fuck Bliss, it’s just like I remember, fucking heaven, you’re like fucking heaven. Tell me you’re mine, tell me you belong to me, fuck.” He’s rocking into me at a punishing degree, his fingers digging into my thighs as he holds me up, damn if it doesn’t feel good. Before I know what I’m doing, I’m saying the words to him.
“I’m yours, all yours.” Bending down, he takes first one nipple in his mouth, nipping and suckling it, then the other. I’m so fucking close, I can feel it starting at the base of my spine.
“Baby, come with me, I need to feel you come around my cock.” He adjusts his grip so that he can use his thumb against my clit, I see stars as I squeeze my eyes shut from the intensity of my orgasm. When he groans my name and practically collapses against me, I’m suddenly brought back to reality. What did I just do? How could I be so fucking stupid?
“Get out.” I’m clenching my teeth together to keep from crying. I can’t have this man, no matter how much I want him. His head comes up and I see the confusion in his eyes.
“Get out Bart, please just get out.” Slowly lowering me to my feet, he steps back separating us, causing me to bite my lip to keep from moaning at the loss.
“Bliss, please, I’m sorry, we need to talk, you need to hear me out. Please.” He’s pleading with me, not just with his words, but the look in his eyes. Hanging my head, I nod, I might regret it after he has his say, but I need to have answers.
He opens the shower door and hands me the big fluffy towel sitting on the counter, I wrap it around my hair and reach for one of the robes hanging on the back of the door, he grabs the other one. Well just make yourself at home why don’t you. Sighing, I head out to the living room area, it’s simple with a couch and television I sit all the way to one side waiting on him to begin. He’s pacing in front of me, his robe shifting with each turn, he’s nervous, something I’ve never seen before. When he stops and his eyes fall on the necklace he gave me, he sits down close to me, lifting it up in his fingers.
“You still have it, I thought...that is...hell Bliss I really fucked up, didn’t I?”
BART
I shouldn’t have just taken her in the shower, but damn it she could tempt a damn eunuch with the way she was washing that body of hers. Losing it wasn’t a good idea, but fuck she felt like heaven in my arms and with my dick buried deep inside her. I never wanted to leave. Hearing her say she belonged to me was like the fucking icing on the damn cupcake. I knew we should have talked first, hell I still had to do things before I was supposed to make her mine, but my fucking dick had other plans. Now seeing the necklace, I bought her so long ago around her neck all I want to do is claim her in front of God and everybody, but I needed to make her safe first, damn her fucking father.
“Knock off the sentimental bullshit Bart and start talking, I’ve waited a long time to hear your excuses so spill.” She was always a spitfire, but something had changed in her, she was even spicier, and I loved it.
“Bliss, God how do I start?” I’m about to get up and start pacing again when she places her hand on my arm to stop me.
“No sir, you spill now or get out. I’m done playing games Bart. I’ve waited too damn long for this shit.” Taking a deep breath, I fortify myself to begin.
“Bliss, four years ago.... I was an idiot, I took something precious from you and I’m sorry. I left because I was afraid to face your hatred the next morning, knowing that I’d taken that from you. You deserved a bed of flowers, to be wined and dined, not taken by a drunk in the middle of the night. I’m sorry Bliss, please forgive me.” I wait on baited breath for her to accept my apology. When she starts to laugh, I have to say I think she might be crazy.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You think you didn’t give me what I deserved, that’s rich. You should be able to come up with a better lie than that bullshit. Just admit that I was just an easy lay like everyone thought I was, and you didn’t want anything to do with me afterwards. How hard is that? I already know the truth; I’ve just been waiting for you to admit it.” Now I know she’s nutso, maybe I should call the local mental institution and see if they have room. How could she think I thought of her as an easy lay?
“Bliss I’m not sure why you would think that, but that’s not true, nothing could be further from the truth. Didn’t I just show you it wasn’t just because you were an easy lay in there?” I’m pointing towards the bathroom, clearly she can’t think I thought of her as an easy lay, not after making her tell me she belonged to me. I’d laid claim to her body, made it mine, how could she think otherwise.
“That, in there was definitely worth waiting four fucking years for, but you abandoned me for years Bart. What the hell was I supposed to think? No phone calls, no letters, not even a visit when I came home. You. Left. Me.” She’s poking me in my chest now emphasizing each word, knowing she’s right to assume the worst. Lifting my hand to her cheek, she instantly rubs against it, well that’s a good sign in the right direction. Maybe she wasn’t as pissed as I thought.
“Baby, things in Italy got a little hairy... I can’t give you details, it’s safer that way for you, but I couldn’t risk you getting hurt. Please understand, if I could have I would have, I swear to you.” Please let her believe me, please let her believe me, I keep chanting that in my head while I wait for her reply.
“You’re telling me the reason you creeped out of bed with me, disappeared for four years without so much as a bye your leave, is because things got hairy in Italy? Get out, just get out Bart, I am through with this bullshit. I’d moved on, and what do you do, you come back into my life after four years and turn my world upside down again. You can’t make me do this Bart, please just go, before you rip my heart out! Just go.” The last is said on a sob, and the tears start to flow down her cheeks in giant rivulets. Pulling her against my chest, I try to take away all the pain I’ve caused her by being absent all these years. She hits me a few times before she wraps her arms around me, letting loose the most pained sound I’ve ever heard. One I pray I never hear again. I held onto her while she screamed and ranted into my chest. Simply rocking her back and forth to soothe.
“You left me, Bart you just left me, after... after giving me the happiest night of my life, you just left me. I felt like a cheap whore, just like my father said I was, just tell me why.” The hurt I’ve caused went far deeper than I ever thought. How could I have been so fucking stupid?
“Oh Baby, it was the best night of my life too, you have always been precious to me. I felt horrible for taking advantage of you that night. I still don’t deserve you, but I’m going to do my damnedest to fix that soon. You have always been mine. From the moment you came to live with us, I think I felt the pull to be with you. You were far too young, and watching you grow up in front of me, damn that was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. When you started dating, I thought for sure I’d go to jail for murdering one of those bastards. Soon Bliss, I will be worthy to claim you, and when I do there will be no doubt who you belong to.” She’s looking up at me with puffy red eyes, and a snotty nose, still the most beautiful girl in the world to me. Leaning down I take her lips, slowly at first then more demanding, crushing her body to mine. For my cock it’s like the light turned green, he’s completely ready to go again, but we need to get her to her party before Pops or someone else comes up to find her. Gripping her upper arms, I pull her up.
“Do you believe me Bliss; do you believe you will be mine?” She nods her head, and I can see the sliver of doubt in her eyes. Fine, I deserve that. I will prove to her soon enough how true my words are. “We need to get ready for the party before they send in the cavalry for us. Do you think you can go down still? If not, I’ll make excuses for you if you want, but you know Pops.”
“Yeah, shit, my bags should have been here already, I need to call downstairs to find out where they are.” Once she made her call it took no time before someone was knocking on her door with her bags in hand. The bellboy was all smiles for her as he took in her loose robe, he feigned friendly “if you need anything else just call Joe” made me growl in the back of my throat, causing him to finally notice me and take off like a bat outta hell. Bliss turned, laughing at me.
“You know, you’re kind of cute when you get jealous.” She went sashaying into the bedroom leaving me with my mouth hanging open, jealous me, no way. I had no need to be jealous; I knew she was already mine. I was still sitting like that ten minutes later when she came out in painted on jeans and a tank top that barely seemed to cover all her bits. What the hell was she thinking going down to a room full of bikers like that? Was she trying to get their attention?
“Go cover up, right this minute, go on. I’m not taking you downstairs in that.” She looks at me like I’ve lost my mind, and maybe I have.
“Go get dressed Bart, I’m wearing this and unless you want me to go down alone you’ll hurry.” Jumping up from the couch, I hear her laughter following me to the bathroom as I go get dressed. I swear this woman is going to kill me, maybe I could put my leather jacket on her before we made it down stairs. Damn, if she wasn’t sexy as hell in that outfit, I loved when she dressed simply, she didn’t need fancy gowns to make her look beautiful. She’d always been low maintenance, never needing more than five or ten minutes to get ready. I didn’t know how she manage to make herself look like a million bucks in such a short amount of time, but her beauty shined regardless. Damn my dick was as hard as fucking rocks, getting it back into my jeans was, let’s just say, a challenge.
BLISS
I don’t know how long it’s been since we left Pops and headed to my room, seems like only minutes, but I’m pretty sure it’s been more like hours. By the way he’s pacing the banquet hall I’d say he wasn’t too happy with my no show, Bart pulled me against his side as we approached him.
“There you two are, I thought I was going to need to send a search party to find you. I see you have made up?” He looks tired and worn, like he hasn’t slept in months. At that moment I begin to wonder what’s been going on while I’ve been away at school. Pops always kept me as far away from anything illegal as he could, said I needed to stay clean, that he never wanted to see me go to jail. Now seeing him with worry lines that weren’t there at Christmas when I visited, I’m starting to worry about him. I reach my hand out to his arm that’s crossed over his chest, like he’s one of the Native American statues you see outside cigar shops.
