Page 24 of Colton (Raging Barons MC #17)

-:- COLTON -:-

Nyx telling me she’s not too good for me warmed me if I’m telling the truth. Being dragged up by disgusting parents leaves you feeling inferior some of the time. But Nyx, saying what she did took all that worry off my shoulders.

The meal is a selection of quiches, salad and cookies for dessert. I actually like quiche, but it’s not one of Meat’s favorite meals to make. He wants to do meat, in any way...barbequed, slow cooked, roasted, pan fried, or smoked.

I’m a bit of a pastry fan, so this, for me is a treat. I’ll have to speak to the Three Stooges and see if they’ll make some occasionally.

“These are good, Nyx,” I praise.

Nyx smiles, “Well, I didn’t make them. The ladies I look after had a baking afternoon.

They made all these varieties and the cookies.

Honestly, they get bored and when that happens they get mischievous.

By the time they finished baking today, the kitchen was a flour disaster.

It was everywhere, including on themselves.

I reckon they had a flour fight, but when I asked they all looked at me with that look kids give you when they get caught doing naughties. ”

Chuckling at the thought of elderly grown women flour fighting, “Reminds me of the shit the Three Stooges always get up to. They are a little scary at times though, and when the naughty goes, and the anger strikes...well, even Meat fucks off to the treehouse when that happens. ”

“My neighbor I think is struggling, so I gave her some of the quiche and cookies. She looked so grateful I could have cried. Honestly, it’s not much, just a few pieces of pie.

When the ladies cook or bake I’m going to ask them for some that I can give to Penny.

If I can help her a little that would give her maybe a little breathing space.

” Nyx looks sad at the mention of Penny, and I may just look into asking Meat to save some portions for her, too.

The meal is great; we discuss all sorts of things, and we think alike, which is nice. Cleaning up after our meal doesn’t take long and we settle on the sofa to watch a movie.

“Do you think it’ll work for us, Colton?”

“Well, I reckon we have as good a chance as anyone else. If we are honest with each other and we respect each other, I think we have a damn good chance. Let’s be honest the chemistry between us is high and I can see us living in my house and having kids.

” I put it out there because honestly, I am sure this woman is my woman.

The glow from the TV has the room feeling warm and cozy.

Nyx is sitting by my side, and our bodies are relaxed after our meal.

The meal was great, and apart from the one with spinach, they were all excellent.

I told Nyx I wasn’t a spinach fan, and she admitted she’s not a mushroom one.

We did a swap; I had the mushroom, and she had the spinach. Nice swap in my opinion.

Nyx leans her head against my shoulder, and her fingers are tracing patterns on my forearm as she’s watching the movie. I don’t think she realizes what she is doing.

I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her closer.

My thumb rubbing circles against her skin.

It’s quiet, comfortable, and the room is filled with the feeling of intimacy.

We have not needed months to get to know each other.

It feels like we always should have been.

It’s so hard to describe, but I’m feeling lucky at this point in time.

Turning my head, I kiss Nyx’s temple. “You’re so warm,” I murmur, and my breath has to tickle her ear as I feel her shiver slightly.

Nyx sighs as she replies, “So are you.”

The air between us seems to thicken, and the desire between us grows. I tilt her chin up and as her eyes flick up; we gaze into each other's eyes. Her eyes flick to my lips and I don’t need to delay. I press my lips to hers, slow and deliberate, as we have all the time in the world.

Nyx's fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer to deepen the kiss. My hand slides up to cup her cheek, keeping my touch gentle, yet firm. We kiss with so much emotion that we’d never be able to capture this feeling with words.

Breaking apart, our breath mingles before our lips crash together more urgently.

I shift to face her fully, and pull her onto my lap.

Straddling me, her legs on either side of mine, hands resting on my chest as she leans in closer.

I can smell her uniqueness; it reminds me of a summer morning when it is fresh and dew is sitting on the grass.

The TV at this point is mute to us. We have forgotten about it, but the flicker across our faces fascinates now and again.

I move my hands to her hips and brush my thumbs along her bare skin as her pretty dress has ridden up.

Nyx shivers at my touch once more, her lips parting slightly, and presses even closer to me.

Our kisses grow more passionate, our tongues tangling, leaving us breathless. My heart is beating fast in my chest, and that beat has me pushing for more. I can feel the warmth, yet softness of her body leaning against mine. I have to quickly acknowledge that her body fits perfectly next to mine.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you like that all night,” I mumble, and even I can hear my voice is husky with need.

Smiling at me, Nyx responds, “Yeah, me too.”

Standing while keeping Nyx wrapped around me I carry her toward the bedroom. She points the way as she tightens one arm around my neck to signal with the other.

I open the bedroom door with one foot as it was slightly ajar. Laying Nyx on the bed gently. I strip off her clothes with slow purpose, then follow the same ritual with my own.

I join her on the bed, pressing our bodies together. Skin against skin, our heat mingling. Nyx’s hands roam my chest, tracing my muscles from there to my arms.

Our kisses are hungry at this point, and I move my hands down to her thighs, spreading them slightly as I settle between her legs. I try my best to take my time. Making sure Nyx feels loved and her body honored.

I devour her breasts, my thumb brushing her nipples. I take more than a while to savor her with my lips, exploring every inch of her. The tension builds and Nyx’s body is trembling. She is gripping my shoulders, digging her nails into me leaving crescent moon-shaped indents in my skin.

Pausing for a moment until Nyx gives me a small nod that I can continue. I thrust into her in one move, then pause for her to adjust to my being inside her. I know she’s not a virgin, as she told me that, and I know she is more than wet enough for me to enter in such a way.

I move in slow thrusts, staying deliberate in my movements.

The urgency in both of us, however, has me thrusting faster, and with a building passion.

The room is filled with the sounds we are making.

This is not fucking, this is lovemaking in its purest form.

Something I have never experienced before.

Feeling the moment is near, I run my hand down and use my thumb to circle Nyx’s clit, and she climaxes instantly. Her climax clamps down on me, taking me over the edge with her. This is the most amazing moment of my life, and I feel the earth tilt along with that thought.

I hold her close to me for a few minutes before I pull out of her and flop to her side, pulling her against me as I wrap my arms around her. Holding her close, I can feel my beating heart and hers alongside mine. “That was the most incredible moment of my life,” I murmur, giving her my honesty.

“Mmm, it really was for me too,” she agrees, her voice drowsy.

Nyx melts into my side, her arm resting across my torso, and it’s not long before I hear her breathing soften and even out.

I smile softly because neither of us has bothered to dash to the bathroom.

We just exhausted ourselves emotionally.

I don’t take long to fall asleep beside her, as my eyes have grown heavy as the emotion and the day catches up.

The next morning, we are still cuddled together as we slowly wake.

“Come on slowpoke, let’s get moving.” I pinch Nyx’s side gently, then head to her bathroom, starting the shower.

I’ve taken my first piss, and already standing under the stream of the water when Nyx’s arms wrap around me.

Turning I kiss her gently, which escalates to shower sex, and then rushing around as I need to get to the clubhouse, while it is Nyx’s day off .

“Okay, I’ll see you tonight. We’ll go out to eat and chill?” I ask more than tell, because we’d said we’d go out, but maybe that’s changed now.

Before Nyx can answer there is a loud knocking on the door. I don’t let Nyx answer it, but rush to open the door myself. A young woman with a baby in her arms rushes past me and as she gets inside, she plasters her back to the wall, hugging the baby close to her chest.

Now, my protective radar rises and I look outside but see no one, so close the door and stand waiting to see what the fuck is going on.

“Penny, what’s wrong?” Nyx asks as she places her hands on Penny’s shoulders.

“Someone was in the house,” Penny states, and she has tears of fear in her eyes. She’s not making this shit up that I am positive about.

“Which house?” I ask and look from Nyx to Penny.

I get the information I need, then send a text to Buzz, him being the first enforcer. I’m sure that is the right thing for me to do.

Colton: Checking out Nyx’s neighbor's house. Someone broke in.

Buzz: Send me the address. I’m on my way. Wait for me.

Colton: OK.

I send the address Nyx gives me, but I don’t wait for Buzz. I walk over to Penny’s house. The door is wide open, and I’m on alert. My eyes are checking everywhere, looking for anything that is suspect. I, however, see nothing unusual.

Stepping inside the house, I slowly make my way from room to room. I note the place is neat and clean, but it is sparse. Penny doesn’t have much of anything, and with a baby this is not right. I’m going to speak to my brothers about helping Penny. I’ll also speak to Nyx about Penny’s history.

I hear hogs arriving and know Buzz has brought brothers with him. Waiting a moment for them to arrive, as I’m sure Nyx will point them to me, I slowly start to climb the stairs.

Buzz stomps into the house and gives me a filthy look. “I told you to fucking wait. Now get behind me. I’m going first.”

Fuck’s sake... I think as I step back down the two steps I’d taken and sigh while waiting for Buzz to pass me.

BS and Wings have stepped inside and are now smirking at what they witnessed.

I don’t know what made me do it but I crossed my eyes and stuck my tongue out, which has BS smirking, and Wings laughing.

“You can come up now,” Buzz states, and I stomp up the stairs to come to a stop when I see the bedroom has been trashed. Now, it’s easy to see it’s trashed, and not that Penny has been lazy as the bed has been smashed and the single dresser is in pieces too.

BS curses and I walk over to the small bedroom which has a crib, single dresser and one of those changing tables like Mia has. But it’s all covered in shit. I mean shit, human shit. It’s smeared everywhere.

“Whoever did this is a dead man,” Wings snarls, and I turn to see where he’s pointing. Behind the door on the wall, smeared in shit it reads, ‘I’m coming for you’.

Buzz steps into the room, looks at the crib, then the wall. Turning to Wings he has a look that tells me someone is going to die for this, and when Wings gives a minimal nod, I know shit is going to hit the fan. But we need every piece of information before we do anything .

Nyx appears from somewhere and she gasps, “Oh, my god. I’m going to speak to Penny.”

Turning around Nyx storms out of the bedroom and house. We all follow behind and walk into Nyx’s apartment, where Penny is still holding the baby close to her chest.

“Okay, Penny, we need to know what’s going on. You are not going back to that house. You are staying here with me, for now at least.” Nyx looks at me and I give her a nod of agreement. No way would I put that baby or Penny in harm's way.