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Smoke wanders over to greet us reaching out to shake Saint’s hand and pulling me into a hug. I wince as he grabs me. “You alright girly?”

“Shoulder’s just a bit sore.”

He eyes me off suspiciously. “It should be feeling a little better by now Jack. Do you need Tags to look at it?’

“Na. It’ll be fine mate. I’ll pop a couple Advil later.”

Smoke turns his attention to Saint. “You certainly found yourself one hell of an ol’ lady brother. You ready to get this party started?”

“Let’s do it!” They bump fists and Smoke lets out a piercing whistle to silence everyone and hands it over to Saint.

“We also have one or two other things to deal with tonight before we get to partying. Prospects! Get your asses up here” Block and Kitty slink up to the bar looking like a couple of deer in the headlights “Normally boys, I’d drag this out and make it as painful as possible. However, in light of recent events and you both proving to be both useful and loyal, I honestly can’t be bothered. Welcome to the brotherhood boys. You’re both officially relieved of prospect duties!” He hands them their new cuts and once the cheering dies down he continues “I’m also feeling so magnanimous this week that I’m going to let you choose your own road names. Let Smoke know what you choose and he’ll get them stitched onto your cuts. “We’ve also got a belated birthday on our hands tonight. So I’d like to all to raise a cheer for Jade! Happy birthday Beautiful!”

A cheer goes up from the crowd and people move forward to bump shoulders with Kitty and Block and wish me a happy birthday. This is certainly shaping up to be a good one.

The grog flows, the girls set up the food and start serving and the band starts to play. They do covers of just about everything rock’n’roll and they’re big crowd pleasers. There are fires roaring inside and out and everyone is in party mode taking full advantage of the fully stocked new bar. I spend some time talking with Bull and Tap and have a dance with Jameson, that is until Saint cuts in. “You like to dance Beautiful?”

“I do. And you?”

“Nope” he laughs “but I will do just about anything to get my arms around you.”

From here on the party descends into total madness. The girls are doing what they do best – that being the brothers. On the pool tables, outside near the fire, in front of the stage, two at a time…the list goes on. And nothing is sacred or off limits. The men are roaring drunk and it’s absolute mayhem. I’m sitting at the bar with Saint, Tags and Jameson trying hard to finish drink number I don’t know which. It’s warm in here but I’m feeling cold so I leave the bar and move to sit nearer the fire. I pop a couple more Advil because my shoulder is still giving me shit and think to myself that I’ll close my eyes for just a minute. Just a couple of minutes will do.

Next thing I know, Saint’s concerned face is in front of me as he shakes me awake. “You’re looking a bit pale beautiful. Need to go to bed?”

“Mmmmm….naaah, yeah. Yep. Shoulder’s hurting. Too many Advil, too much Jack. Take me up to bed King.” And with that, I’m thrown over his shoulder and hauled upstairs to the sound of cheers from the boys and I laugh all the way.

I’m dumped onto the bed and am immediately smothered by Saint, his green eyes alight as they bore into mine. His mouth is on me, his hands are on me and our bodies are on fire. The Jack has numbed the pain in my shoulder and for what his eyes are promising, I will fight my need for sleep.

Within seconds he has us both naked and I’m pinned to the bed, his weight on me and his knee forcing its way between my thighs. Not that I’m offering a lot of resistance. I want what he’s got to offer and I want it bad. His tongue takes possession of my mouth, tangling with mine and owning me completely. “You’re mine now. All mine.” His words come out in a growl as he kisses over my face, down my neck and across my collar bones. He pauses briefly at my shoulder and makes some remark about getting it looked at but moves on quickly when I beg him not to stop what he’s doing. “Mmmmm, shoulder tomorrow. Don’t stop. Show me how I’m yours. Don’t stop.”

He works his way down to one very hard nipple and sucks it into his mouth swirling his tongue around it when all of a sudden he bites and I feel a lightning bolt straight to my clit forcing my hips off the bed and into him. His eyes look up at me asking permission to go harder as his tongue continues to play with one and then the other. My eyes grant permission and my lips part to speak but only manage to moan. Saint takes one nipple back into his mouth, sucking hard and gently rolling it between his teeth, teasing me with his tongue as his hand caresses my waist. He bites again, hard. I cry out and use my hands to hold his head against me urging him to continue which he does, alternating between gentle nips and harder bites working me into a frenzy all the while skimming his calloused hand over my body causing my skin to pebble at his touch. Slowly he works his way down my body with his tongue, kissing, caressing, his fingers always one step ahead. His fingers reach my throbbing core and drag between my wet, swollen lips testing to see how ready I am for him. Again, his eyes look up at me as he kisses his way south. “Wet. So fucking wet. Fucking perfect.” He plunges two fingers into my soaked throbbing core and drags his tongue across my clit oh so slowly, again smiling up at me, pleased with what he’s found and then gets back to business dragging his long fingers in and out of me, sucking on my swollen nub and grinning as he enjoys a lazy meal. I on the other hand am going out of my mind. I’m ready to explode but he won’t let me, dragging out the sensations for as long as he can, ignoring my begging and holding my bucking hips down with his other arm. He’s so good he has me moaning and begging. “Saint, just let me come, pleeeease. I’m so ready. You’re killing me here.”

“Almost time beautiful” he says as he suddenly withdraws his fingers and his mouth, dragging forcing me to taste myself “See how good you taste. I haven’t had enough yet.” And with that, he flips me over so I’m on top of him. He forces me onto all fours as he works his way south below me and once again finds my throbbing clit with his teeth. “Ride my face” he commands as he plunges his fingers back inside of me and finds my very tight other hole with his other hand. “Relax. Open up to me. I’m gonna make you come so hard you’ll see stars beautiful.” Slowly he works his finger inside of me – first knuckle, then second. I’m so full of him. The sensations are overwhelming. His fingers are plunging in and out of me, his tongue and teeth dancing over my clit. I can barely hold myself up. “That’s it Jade. I can feel you. Let it go baby. Let me have all of you.” And on his command I did just that. Riding his face and his hands, letting the waves of ecstasy roll over me and as he promised, seeing stars. He held me right where he wanted me till I was limp, barely holding myself up and then once again, he flipped me over like I was a little rag doll and I found him over the top of me staring right into my eyes, his gaze unwavering and direct. He slammed into me filling me up, taking everything, giving everything over and over until I was right at the edge again. Then he stopped. He stopped slamming and kissed me tenderly, softly, gently and then moving inside of me again slowly, dragging his steel hard length in and out of me, rolling his hips and hitting me in just the right spot every time. Oh, this man! He’s kissing up my neck, sucking on my earlobe, licking along my jaw and oh so quietly, whispering in my ear “I love you Jade Black. I loved you the moment I met you. You and me, we’re perfect. I knew we would be. The way we fit is perfect and I am yours forever” and we both tumbled over the edge of our orgasms together, clinging onto each other and screaming each other’s names into the night.

Saint collapsed on top of me and I held him there. I love the feel of his weight on me. Somehow it makes me feel safe. “I love you Michael Saint. You’re right, we’re perfect together. With you, I am home.” He rolls me over one more time and I find myself once again, sprawled on top of him, his strong arms holding me in place as he pulls up the blankets and plays with my hair until we both fall asleep.

Saint

I haven’t made love to a woman in over twenty years. I’ve fucked plenty and used even more but that’s about it. And until Jade walked into my life, I haven’t let one sleep in my bed either. But from the first moment I touched her, I knew I wouldn’t be letting go of her. I know I’m the luckiest asshole on the planet right now. Waking up with her sprawled on top of me is the stuff most men only get to dream about. Right now though, I need to push her off. She’s hot. Actually, she’s really hot. She’s also drenched in sweat. I put my lips to her forehead to find that she’s burning up.

Gently I roll her off me. She moans but doesn’t open her eyes. She’s feverish and her face is flushed. Then I remember – her shoulder. Shit! It was looking a bit red last night and she’d been popping Advil since yesterday morning. I should have insisted that Tags look at it last night. I look more closely at her shoulder and see that not only her shoulder but the top half of her arm is red. It’s infected. I should have looked after her better. I manage to drag a tank top and some panties on her and throw some jeans on myself before running downstairs to find Tags. He’s passed out on a pool table with two of the club girls on top of him. I guess he really partied after I went upstairs and while I really hate to disturb a guy who looks so happy, it’s going to have to be done. Knowing better than to get to close to a sleeping ex-soldier, I grab his foot and yell at him to wake up. Instantly he’s on his feet and ready to fight, having thrown the sleeping girls off the pool table in his haste to stand. His eyes are trying to focus and he’s struggling to stay upright. Finally he finds my face. “What the fuck Prez? Is it even fucking daylight yet?”

“Dunno about daylight. Haven’t looked yet. Need your help though – if you can manage it? Jade’s shoulder. It’s infected and she’s in a bad way.”

He scrubs his hands over his face in an attempt to wake up and focus and then holds out one hand. “Beer”

I hand him a bottle of water instead. “Beer later. Need you to help right now not fall down again.”

He chugs the bottle of water and holds his hand out for another. Meanwhile the club girls are moaning about finding themselves naked on the cold floor. I crudely remind them that there are plenty of other warm bodies around to fall onto and send them on their way and watch them stumble naked to the next brother in line.

Tags is now semi focused and goes to grab his medical kit. I follow him and then push him upstairs to my room. Jade is still flat on her back and sound asleep but she’s mumbling and moaning and sweat is pouring off her.

“Sit her up and hold her so I can get a good look at her shoulder.”

I sit behind her and drag her up between my legs leaning her head on my shoulder. Tags pulls of the dressing and shakes his head. “Not good” he mutters. He walks into the bathroom and comes back with two cold, damp washers and tells me to hold them over her forehead and chest to try and cool her down. “I’m gonna have to clean this up and even though she’s out, it’s probably gonna hurt. I’ll give her a shot of pain relief first but you’ll need to hold on to her.” She flinches at the injection but that’s all. While it kicks in, Tags sets up some equipment to clean up the wound and another penicillin shot. He also finds some antibiotics in his bag and tells me she needs to take them three times a day and lay of the booze until this mess is cleared up. No more partying.

Slowly he cleans the wound out with disinfectant and cleans the whole shoulder around it. He re-dresses it and instructs me to bring her back to him every night to have it re-dressed. No excuses. She moans in her sleep when it hurts but doesn’t wake. “That’s all I can do for now Prez. Keep those cold cloths on her to cool her down and make sure she drinks plenty of water every time she opens her eyes. I wanna see her again this afternoon to see how she’s doing. If it’s not looking better, we might need to take her to the hospital.”

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