Page 16 of Storm

Covered in the blood of one of my rapists, knowing I took his life is an empowering feeling. I've taken many lives over the years, but nothing has ever made me feel like this.

Ace carries me to the bed and slowly undresses me. He glides my shirt over my head then my bra letting them hit the ground. When he goes for my pants and panties, I ease my hips off the bed so he can tug them both off. He gets on his knees like I’m an altar and he’s praying for forgiveness. He begins by kissing and licking my legs on both sides, until he gets to my inner thighs where there’s a sharp sting of pain. I look down as he sinks his teeth into my sensitive flesh, biting and sucking me in. Leaving his mark on me, claiming me as his. He gently kisses the marks he leaves behind. I watch as he pulls my hips closer to him, gripping me possessively. His tongue starts at my ass and licks me all around my sensitive mound.

"Eat me, Ace," I beg, as I grab his hair and push his face into my pussy. He responds with a guttural growl into my sex and wraps his sexy lips around my throbbing clit and sucks it so hard, I’m engulfed in euphoric pleasure.

He puts two fingers inside of me, curling them, massaging my g-spot. The feeling is too much with his mouth on my clit and his fingers moving inside me. "I'm going to come," I mewl, like a cat in heat, as he bites my clit and sends me over the edge. The world goes dark and I see stars as I chase my release.

He removes his fingers from me. My come shining and stretching among his fingers. He shows me the fruit of his labor, his eyes never leaving mine as he licks them clean. "That was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life," I remark, watching as he smirks and climbs over me and kisses me passionately with the taste of me still on his lips.

"I have wanted to taste you for so fucking long, Dollbaby. You taste like raspberries and cream. God, Babe, I need to be in you now." He spreads my legs, opening me up wide. His gaze heats my sex. “You look better than I could’ve ever imagined.”

He maneuvers his body between them. He gathers more of my wetness from my pussy and rubs it on his girthy, throbbing cock. His forearms cage me in and he whispers huskily in my ear, “But you’ll look even better when I claim you and have you dripping with my come.”

His words send a shiver down my spine and my cunt clenches in anticipation of being filled to the brim and stretched. There’s a heartbeat of time. Moment when all the bad shit vanishes and all the years we spent apart never existed. Then he slams into me in one quick succession causing me to groan with pleasure.

He keeps whispering how beautiful I am. How I feel so good milking his cock dry with my tight pussy. How much he wants me and I was all he’s ever wanted, but I'm lost in my own pleasure and feelings to grasp the meaning of his words, as he fucks me. My legs are wrapped around his waist, holding on as he thrusts into me. Our chests rub against each other with the movement and I arch my back more to feel the friction against my hardened nipples.

“More, Talon, more,” I cry, meeting his hips flesh to desperate flesh. Both of us climbing the mountain, ready to leap from the edge. “I’m so close, baby.”

I clutch his forearms, holding on to him as he reaches down between us and pinches my clit. It’s like a zap of electrocution to my core.

“Oh, god,” I moan before biting down on his shoulder as I come all over his dick, leaving my own mark on him.

“That’s right, baby, I’ll be your savior when you need me,” he growls, “but I’d rather be the devil on your shoulder as you burn this world to thefuckingground for what they did to you.” His own rhythm becomes erratic, harder and deeper with every slap of skin. Until his body grows rigid, stilling above, and a deep groan reverberates through his chest as he reaches his orgasm.

“Fuck, Kels,” he whispers with my name on his lips as he falls over me and to the side pulling me with him. “That was worth the wait.”

After a few minutes, he gets up and goes to the bathroom, running water can be heard. When he comes back in the room, he lifts me up and carries me to the big, jacuzzi tub and sets me in it. He climbs in behind me, causing water to slosh over the side of the tub, soaking the floor. He wets my hair and puts in shampoo, and I relax into him, letting him clean me up. Letting him take care of me.

"Is this the first time since?" he says, as he rinses the soap from my hair. I know what he means. Was it my first-time having sex since the rape? It had been. I’ve had no desire to be with anyone sexually since it happened and just nod my head, yes. He doesn't say anything else as he washes both our bodies and dries us off before carrying me back to his bed. He pulls me close to him, wrapping his arms around my body. I settle into his embrace and before I know it, I’m asleep.

Chapter32

Ace

The next morning, to my surprise, my bed is empty. Storm left without as much as a goodbye. Well, this is going to be an odd ride to the next place of revenge. Dusty. Dusty is next on the list. He lives in Bovina, Mississippi. Which is a good eight hours away. Our road captains made sure the route is easy and clear all the way through for both clubs.

I jump out of bed, shower, piss a flood and brush my teeth. I put on my standard everyday clothes, black tee shirt, black jeans, black socks, black biker boots and of course my cut. I pack my shit, throw out a group message and turn in the key to my room at the front desk of the hotel.

After about ten minutes, both of the MC members are ready to head out. Storm gives me a nod, but doesn’t speak a word to me. She’s cold and distant, back to business as usual. Well, damn. I fucked up with her yet again and didn't realize it.

I jump on my bike and take off following Price, watching as Storm and Chyna fly by me. Well, this is turning into a sucky fucking trip after just having one of the best nights of my life. I let the lull of the road calm me and the scenery take me away from my thoughts, as we cruise down the highway until our first stop in about five hours at a little town called Hattiesburg in Mississippi.

Chapter33

Storm

We stopped here in Louisiana to top off our tanks, use the head and to fuel ourselves up. Ace keeps trying to get my attention, but I keep ignoring him like this is first grade and he has a case of the cooties.

I don't know what I'm supposed to say in these situations. It was my first time having consensual sex, and I got chicken and bailed afterward. He probably thinks I'm crazy since I attacked him right after torturing and killing Monster. God, maybe I am crazy. I don't know. I just know I'm nervous that I enjoyed it. I mean Ithoroughlyenjoyed the sex. I can't imagine it being better than that. I can still feel his lips on mine. The way he touched me and the way my body responded to his, just thinking about it has my cheeks burning.

"Prez, you ok?" Chyna asks, bringing me out of my Ace induced fog.

"Uh, yeah I'm good, Chyna girl." I take a sip of my bottled water and climb on to my bike.

We have about four more hours until we make it to the next hotel and the day’s already getting hot. I round the girls up and we get ready to head out and back on the road. First though, I send Ace a text.

Me: Sorry, for bailing. Dinner is on me at the next stop.

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