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Delaney

We’ve be laying around for most of the morning. My arm is definitely sore today, but manageable. We are taking Talon’s bike out today. He insists that I wear boots, jeans, and a leather jacket, so he is cleaning my tattoo now before we leave. I will wear a cardigan under the jacket so I can still wear the shirt I have on without the leather sticking to the tattoo.

“Do I really have to wear this thick ass jacket?” I complain.

“Yes,” he says firmly. “You look much better with skin.”

“I’ll keep my skin if you don’t wreck,” I grumble.

“Little Flower, you can guarantee that I will never wreck us, but I cannot say the same for everyone else on the road. People simply do not pay attention to motorcycles on the road and there are things out of my control. If we go down, I want you to be dressed appropriately to minimize the chance of injury… like losing all of your skin.

“Alright. I’ll stop complaining,” I laugh.

“Ready to go?” he asks, pulling me up from the bed to stand.

“I am,” I say. “Where are we going?”

“To a charity benefit,” he says. “We help raise money and take donations for kids during Christmas. This benefit is like a kickoff.”

“Really?” I ask.

“Mhmm. Surprised?”

“Uhm. Kinda. Is that bad?” I ask, and he chuckles. “Just imagining you in a bike with a giant babydoll.”

“Last year was a giant teddy bear riding bitch, but now you get to,” he smiles.

“I’m confused by that terminology, but I’ll go with it,” I laugh.

We go downstairs and find the others in the garage with the bikes. “Hey,” Viper says with a smile.

“Everyone ready to ride?” Talon asks as he helps me put the leather jacket on. It looks exactly like the vest he gave me, only with sleeves.

“Yeah. We are ready,” he says. “Fang got his head out of his ass. He should be here in a second.”

“Looks like he’s in the driveway,” I say, pointing out the garage window to where Fang is leaning against his bike.

Torch hits the button to open the door and Fang looks up. He looks like he’d rather be anywhere else but here. “Hey,” Talon says to Fang.

“Hey,” Fang says simply. “She’s coming?”

“Yeah. That okay with you?” Talon says, challenging him.

“Yes,” Fang frowns. “Just wondering.”

“Logan, Vince, and Cheryl are going to be at the benefit,” Talon says. “If Laney cannot be with me, Viper, she will be with you. I do not want her by herself for any reason.”

“What if I have to pee?” I ask.

“Then one of us will be with you,” Talon says. “I trust Viper to be respectful.”

“Yeah, because he’d cut my hands off and stuff them up my ass,” Viper laughs.

“That the only reason?” Talon asks, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m not answering that,” Viper says, shaking his head. “We should go.”

“Mhmm,” Talon says before turning tome. “Ready, Little Flower?”

“Yeah,” I smile.

“Just hold onto me. Lean with me and don’t fight it. We will stay up, even if it doesn’t feel like it,” he says as he picks up a helmet. He pulls the full-face helmet on me before securing the strap. “This was my father's bike that I have up kept.”

“Well, I am honored to be on it with you,” I say.

Talon lifts my body and places me on the back of the bike before sitting in front of me. I wrap my arms around his body as he starts the bike. It rumbles under us, and it makes me smile. “Where is your helmet?” I ask him, making the others laugh as they put theirs on.

“I don’t wear one,” he says.

“Like fuck you don’t,” I snap. “Put a fucking helmet on, Talon.”

“Delaney,” he sighs.

“Hell no. Wear one or I’m taking mine off,” I say with an attitude. “I’ll argue all day, Talon.”

“Only because you’re cute when you get feisty,” he says, leaning over to grab the other helmet off the table beside us. He pulls it on and fastens the strap.

“Good boy,” I say as I wrap my arms back around him.

“I’m going to punish you for that one,” he says, as he reaches back and squeezes my knee, making me giggle.

Talon and I are the last ones to leave the garage. I am buzzing with anticipation as we make our way down the driveway. As soon as we hit the pavement and the garage door shut, we speed up and go toward the gate. “Remember, Babe. Just lean with me, okay?”

“Okay,” I sigh.

The gate shuts and I gasp when he suddenly accelerates and we takeoff down the road. I hold onto him tightly as we speed down the road, but I can’t help but relax overtime. It feels freeing to be on the back of his bike. I get used to the curves and learn to lean with him. I fight the feeling at first, but I trust him to keep us safe.

My ears are ringing from the roar of the engine by the time we stop, and Talon shuts the bike off. “Woah,” I say as Talon helps me to my feet.

“Thoughts?” he asks, pulling my helmet off.

“That was… incredible,” I say. “Is it weird that I want to jerk you off while we are going down the road? I’d totally do it.“

“Let’s reserve that for driving in the truck,” he laughs. “Pretty sure that’s how you end up on a registry.”

“Yeah… Still might tease you though,” I smile.

“I still might bend you over this bike,” he remarks.

“Sounds exciting,” I laugh. “Oh shit…”

“What?” he asks.

“Logan,” I say. “He’s walking this way.”

“Inside,” he says, taking my hand. “Guys?”

“We’ve got your back. Go on,” Rogue says. Talon nods and leads me with his hand on the small of my back as we walk into the venue.

“I feel under dressed,” I mutter.

“Are you comfortable?” Talon asks.

“Yes.”

“Do you like what you are wearing?” he continues to question.

“Yeah…”

“Embrace it, Little Flower,” Talon says. “We are the black sheep of society; the ones who live in the moment and don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks.”

“Okay,” I say softly, fidgeting as we walk.

“He’s spotted her. Vince and Cheryl are with him,” Viper says quietly.

“Just make sure they don’t get too close to her,” Talon says calmly. How in the fuck is he so calm? Is it not bothering him that the man who wants to kill him is right behind us? Maybe I’m just freaking out because I know he is going to fucking kill me. For marrying him... for accepting him… For the tattoo. All of it. He’s going to kill me, and I can’t see past that paranoia right now.

We get to a table upfront, and Talon help me take my jacket off. I hesitate when he goes to help take the cardigan off, but he moves slower and I’m able to let him take it off. “He’s watching me, isn’t he?” I ask.

“Yes, but you’re safe,” he says, laying my cardigan across the back of my chair with my leather jacket. I am wearing tight jeans, knee-high, leather boots, and a tight white halter top shirt. Talon is wearing jeans, boots, and a simple white T-shirt. The others are wearing something strikingly similar whereas everyone else in the room is in expensive suits and designer dresses. Part of me feels weird not dressing up like that, but I fucking hated dressing like that. I hated wearing a dress that cost thousands of dollars only to never pull it out of the closet again.

“Incoming,” Viper says, moving to stand beside me.

“Well, look what the trash dragged in,” Logan says with a smirk.

“What is this, 2005?” Talon asks. “What do you want?”

“My fiancée,” Logan says, looking at me. “Are you okay?”

“Fuck you,” I snap.

“You have gotten awfully courageous for a bitch who cries when she gets fucked,” Logan smirks. “Something you two have in common I suppose.”

We’ve all heard the phrase that someone saw red when they got mad, but I never understood. Hearing Logan spew that bullshit and feeling the way Talon shrinks a bit sends me into a blind rage. I go from slightly hiding behind Talon and Viper to pulling the knife I had hidden on the inside of my boot. Talon grabs me before I can get too close, and I can’t help but laugh at the fear that flashes in his eyes.

“Where the fuck did you get a knife from?” Viper laughs.

“Is this what he’s made you?” Logan asks. “What did he do to my meek little fiancée?”

“He freed me, you fucking asshole,” I growl.

“Delaney, you need to calm down,” Vince scolds. “You are making a scene.”

“A scene?” I laugh. “I can show you a goddamn scene, motherfucker. Who in the fuck do you think you are coming over here? What gives you the right to think you can talk to us at all?”

“Watch your mouth right now,” he seethes.

“Or what?” I ask. “What are you going to do about it, Vince?”

“It’s funny, Delaney. This time three days ago, you were on your knees with my cock down your throat,” Vince smirks. “Bet you didn’t tell Talon that, huh? I bet you didn’t tell him how you swallowed me just like the good little whore we trained you to be. I bet he’s enjoying the benefit of that training though, huh?”

“Fuck you, Vince,” I say through gritted teeth as a tear runs down cheek.

“Is that all you’ve got?” he laughs. “I find it interesting that you are willing to go after Logan… but not me. Not feeling brave anymore, Delaney?”

Vince steps toward me and Talon abruptly lunges at Vince, prompting Viper to quickly pull me back when Logan moves to attack Talon. Without missing a step, Talon swings and punches Logan in the jaw before grabbing Vince by the throat and squeezing until his face turns a deep shade of purple.

“You ever put you hand on my wife again, I will fucking kill you,” Talon promises. “I am not that child you raped at night for fun anymore. I am not someone to overlook, because I will be the death of you, Vince.”

Logan stands and Rogue speaks calmly. “Touch him and I’ll break your fucking neck.”

“I will be the end of you for what you’ve done to my wife,” Talon says with a promise in his voice. “I’d advise that the next time you decide you want to approach us… don’t.”

“Talon, stop it,” Cheryl scolds. She goes to grab his arm, and I suddenly pull away from Viper. She screams out when I grab her wrist and twist it before shoving her toward Logan.

Talon releases Vince and grabs me. Before Cheryl can turn around, Logan steps between her and I while Vince is trying subtly to gasp for air. “Are you okay?” Talon asks me, cupping my cheek.

“Her? She tried to break my arm. I am your mother,” Cheryl whines.

“You are nothing,” Talon snaps before looking back at me. “Let’s just drop off the check and we can go grab some food, yeah? This is a big enough scene and hardly anyone is here. I don’t want you to have to sit here and be uncomfortable all night.”

“Okay,” I say with a soft smile before going up on my tiptoes and kissing him.

“Mmm. On second thought, I might just need to enjoy you before we go.”

“Then what are we standing here for,” I say with a grin.

Talon kisses me again before we lookback to Logan, Vince, and Cheryl. They all look furious, but Vince is the one who looks like he is about to explode. “Take this as your one and only warning,” Talon says. “Stay the fuck away from my wife.”

“I tried to give you time to come to your sense before your father caught wind of this,” Vince says to me. “You did this to yourself, Delaney.”

“My father can go fuck himself too,” I say coolly. “Have a good evening.”

Talon grabs my jackets, and we turn to leave the venue. We stop by and see the group running the event and they don’t even begin to question Talon about the situation. They are kind and even joking around with him as he writes the check. When he hands it over, they thank him profusely. Once we get outside, I spot a familiar vehicle. I don’t know why I didn’t consider the fact that my parents would be here, but they are.

“My parents,” I say quietly when we get to the bikes.

“Want to go or put on a show?” Talon asks me.

“A little show,” I say. “I’m a bit overwhelmed though.”

“Just focus on me and I will lead,” he says as he leans back on his bike and pulls me to stand between his legs. He has his hand on my ass, and I giggle when he squeezes tightly. “They’re all out here watching. The guys are close, so just focus on me, okay?”

“They’re going to come after us,” I say quietly. Talon kisses me and I relax as I bring my hands to his face. “You’re distracting me from my paranoia. I don’t know how to feel about that.”

“No matter what they do to us, we will survive it,” he says softly. “We survived them once; we can do it again.”

“But they will die?” I ask.

“Absolutely,” he confirms. “It might be a rocky path, but we will be the last ones standing.”

“Good,” I say as I lay my head on his chest, and he wraps me in a tight hug. We sit like this for a while before he smacks my ass, making me laugh.

“Let’s go home, Little Flower,” he says. “I need to be inside of you.”

“Mmkay,” I smile.

We stand up and he helps me get my jackets back on before putting my helmet on. I can still feel their gaze on us as we get situated and onto the bike. Before we take off, I let myself look at Logan. He just shakes his head as my parents talk to Vince.

I stay wrapped around Talon for the trip home, but I am positioned in a way that allows me to rest my hands on his upper thighs. Every time he stops at a red light, I rub and squeeze his cock through his jeans, making him growl in frustration.

When we stop in front of the house, the others are with us again but Talon doesn’t give me a chance to get off before he tosses me over his shoulder and carries me inside.

“What are you doing,” I laugh. “I can walk.”

“You won’t be able to when I am done with you,” he growls and smacks my ass.

When we get upstairs, he starts peeling my clothing off until I am naked. I am so fucking turned on and when he steps back to yank his belt free, I grin. He notices my smile right away and chuckles. He says nothing as he pushes me onto the bed and flips me to my belly. “Oh no,” I laugh nervously.

“What?” he asks, pulling me up to my knees. My chest is still on the bed, so I am resting comfortably with my head in my arms. I spread my knees apart so that my back dips more and he grunts.

“I feel like you are going to cause me pain,” I mutter.

“I will do my best to not cause pain,” he remarks as he moves onto the bed behind me. He reaches between my legs and gently rubs my clit. Making me moan softly and relax.

“Please tell me you’re going to use lube,” I mutter.

“No. I figured I’d fuck you dry,” here marks as he drips lube on my ass while still gently rubbing my clit.

“You’re so funny,” I deadpan.

“I thought so too,” he says with amusement in his voice. I gasp when he pushes two fingers in me.

“Fuck,” I groan.

“Relax, Little Flower,” Talon encourages, slowly fucking me with his fingers. “I’m going to give you a toy, and I want you to use it. Okay?”

“Mhmm,” I groan. He presses something against my clit, and I move my hand to hold it in place. When he presses the power button on the side, it starts sucking in my clit and vibrating. “A rose?”

“A rose for my Little Flower,” he says. I moan loudly when he keeps pressing a button on it, intensifying the suction. “Don’t move it or you’ll get punished. Understand?”

“Yes,” I whimper.

“Yes?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I moan. “God, please fuck me. I don’t need a warmup. I just what you inside me.”

“Okay, but you have to stay relaxed,” he says. He pulls his fingers out of me and presses his cock against me. “How nice do you want me to be?”

“Mean. Be mean,” I moan. He suddenly slams into me, burying his cock deep in my ass. I let out a shrill scream as he stretches me open to fit him before he starts to pound into me. His thrusts are devastatingly brutal, and I can’t breathe. It feels like he’s ripping me in half, and I fucking love it.

“Fuck, Laney,” Talon growls. “You’re so goddamn tight. I’m going to fuck break you.”

“Oh my god,” I yell out. “Fuck, I’m coming. Harder. Please, I need more.”

He rapidly quickens his pace as he tightens his grip on me. I realize fast that I hadn’t taken all of him because now it feels like he’s deep in my belly as he wrecks me. He is going so hard and fast that to get leverage, he places his hand on the side of my face to pin me against the mattress. I still have the toy pressed against my clit and it is viciously sucking me.

“Fuuuuck,” I scream. The dull pain throbbing through my belly is only adding to the experience. He is nearly growling as he fucks me, stabbing deep inside of me. The mix of sensations has me coming so hard that I can’t think straight or form coherent words. I am eventually pushed flat, and the toy is still in place, only wedged between me and the bed.

“Tal,” I whimper through tears.

“Shh, Little flower,” he groans. “Let Daddy fill this tight little ass.”

I don’t know how to communicate that I am not complaining. It hurts, but the pain is pleasurable knowing he is not only creating it but control it too. I have no doubt that he is capable of far more but for the sake of my pleasure, he doesn’t let himself go to that extent.

Just as another orgasm floods my body, Talon groans deeply as he comes. By the time he pulls out of me, I am screaming from the toy still being pressed against me. He holds me in place for a moment before another orgasm brings me to near sobs before he takes the toy. He helps me clean up before cleaning himself and laying in bed with me.

“Holy shit,” I say, shocked.

“You good?” Talon laughs.

“Uh. Yeah,” I say as I roll to cuddle into his chest. “That was incredible.”

“Good. Sleep now, Little Flower,” he says, kissing the top of my head.

“Hey, Talon,” I say softly.

“Yes, Laney?”

“I think I’m going to fall in love with you,” I mutter.

“I think I’m already there,” he whispers. I look up and gently kiss him before snuggling back into his chest.

We have this wicked oath to each other that is unspoken yet deafeningly loud all at once. The moment I walked into that house and saw him sitting there, we were hooked for life. We are only just now seeing how deep our connection runs.