Mason:Inked Reapers MC(36)

       
           



       



Everything he gave me, I had no choice but to accept. He controlled the  moment, and taking his time, not giving me the hard fucking I want so  badly, was his way of making sure I understood that. "Who does this body  belong to, Lucy?" He trailed his fingertips down my spine before  grabbing onto my ass cheek.



"You, Mason."



The next moment, he pulled out, nearly to the tip, then drove full force  into me, nearly knocking me off my knees and flat onto my face. His  fingers tightened around my waist, for a second I worried about  bruising, but then he moved again and my mind reeled with the sensation  of his dick stroking me so deep and hard.



I wanted to face him, to stare at his face while he took me so  forcefully, but he had other ideas. He reached beneath me, again finding  my clit. "So, slippery," he murmured against my neck before sinking his  teeth into me. I gasped at the sharpness of it, but another hot rush of  sensations ran to my very core. He bit me again, sucking my skin into  his mouth while he continued to plow hard into me.



I wiggled beneath him, all of the sensations at one time overwhelming my  mind. The pressure building in my body increased with each lick, bite  and stroke he gave me. "Oh, god!" I screamed out, looking back at him.  "Please. I have to come. I'm going to come."



"Go ahead, baby. Come all over my cock," he growled in my ear, the heat  of his breath on my skin adding to the other layers of sensations. Mason  groaned as my entire body shook with my orgasm exploding. My pussy  spasmed around his dick, but he didn't stop moving, he fucked me even  harder, driving out every last bit of my orgasm. My throat tightened, my  chest heaved, I needed to scream, to help relieve the pressure in some  other way, but my body wouldn't cooperate. The intense waves of my  orgasm rushed over me a second time when he shifted his hips and rubbed  my clit harder and faster. I couldn't take in air, I couldn't scream, my  body was at his mercy, coming hard around his cock.



"That's a good girl." He kissed my neck, where he had surely left teeth  marks only moments before. "Ride it down, baby." He slowed his thrusts,  but didn't stop until my muscles relaxed, completely spent from riding  the orgasm.



"I can't hold back anymore," he whispered, still making small movements.



My mind cleared and I nodded. "Then don't." It was all he needed. I  heard his breath hitch as he quickened his pace, increased his thrusts.  Again his fingers dug into my flesh as he pulled my ass toward him and  thrust forward. The animalistic fucking was even harder than before, the  sound of flesh slapping flesh bounced off the walls of the small  bedroom. A thin layer of sweat began to build on my back. My pussy  tightened, I could feel another orgasm building, but he was too close to  his end.



"Fuck!" He pushed all the way into me, his balls hitting my clit. His  entire body shuddered, and I knew he'd been whisked away in his own  release. He leaned forward, resting his head on my back.



Several minutes later, he still breathed heavy on my back, and I tried  to catch my own. "When I found out you left town, I never felt so  worried." With a grunt, he slid out of me and rolled to my side. I moved  to mine as well, and pushed up on my elbow so I could look at him  better.



"I didn't mean to worry you. I thought I was doing what was best, for us  both." I scooted down on the bed, and rested my head on his chest. His  shirt was still on, but no leather. "Where's your vest?" I leaned back  up to ask him. I realized then he hadn't been wearing it when he got off  his bike either.



"My cut? I didn't bring it." He pulled me back down to his chest. "Don't  distract me." He gave me a playful swat to my hip. "Jayson is looking  for you. If I was able to find you, he will, too. We need to leave this  place, go further north or east."



"What about Tick?"



"There's been some shit going on that he'll need to stick around for a  bit to see through. He wants us to take Massy with us, though, get her  to safer ground. Then, once the shit storm passes, we'll figure  something out." He touched my face with his finger.



"What about your mother? He threatened your mom."



"Mom's fine. I called her this morning. She and Tick's ma go on a small  vacation every year, they left yesterday." He pulled me closer, holding  my face in his hands. His face changed, his eyes grew serious. "Promise  me you won't run again. No more hiding. Say it. Promise me."



How could I ever think to run away from him again?                       
       
           



       



"I promise, Mason. No more running."



"That's my girl." He pulled me down, kissing me hard. "Now. What do you have for food in this place?"





CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE



MASON





I watched her sleep from the doorway of the bedroom. The morning  sunlight already began to creep into the room, almost shining right on  her. After staying up most of the night reinstituting who owned that  luscious body of hers, she needed more rest. I wanted to get on the  road, put more distance between us and the MCs, but it could wait  another hour.



Finding her had been like finding the pot of gold at the end of a  rainbow. I knew where she was, Jessica had given me the address and  directions, but I wasn't stupid enough to think I'd get to her before  Jayson. He may have had someone tailing her who would have easily been  able to follow her all the way to the cabin. The woman had no sense when  it came to surviving within the MC world.



Seeing that rusted car sitting in front of the cabin had eased some of  the ache in my chest, but when she peeked out from the curtains, the  little look of shock in her face had finally put to rest my worst fear  that I'd be finding her bloody body in the cabin. The woman brought out  my protective side in the strongest way. Maybe because she'd been so  selfless taking care of her mom all those years. Maybe because when she  looked at me with those large brown eyes, I wanted to be sure they never  looked at me with sadness or worry again.



I'd never felt much for any girls I'd ever been with. No strings, that's  how I liked my women. Being with Lucy changed something about that.  Made all that fucking and leaving seem so meaningless and wasteful.  Fighting against the feelings she stirred up in me wasn't working.  Having left my cut behind, a symbol that I was on my way out, proved  that. Never would I have thought to leave my MC, even with Marcus being  such an asshole. But Lucy didn't belong there, it wasn't her world, and I  didn't want it to be. She had such a pure warmth to her, I wouldn't be  the one to tarnish that.



I knew she ran off because she didn't want me to give up the life for  her, she thought I wouldn't want to, that I'd be miserable outside the  club. Two months ago, that might have been true. But with her in my  life, anywhere would be home. As long as I had her in my life, in my  bed, everything would be fine.



Leaving her to rest a bit longer, I went out on the front porch to give Tick a call.



"You find her?"



"No hello?" I laughed.



"Marcus has been banging on everyone's door, searching you out, and Jayson's doing the same lookin' for her."



"Marcus made it pretty clear he'd be happy to see my ass walking out the door." I kicked some dirt from the porch.



"Yeah, well. This shit with Julio and Bernardo is getting fucking messy.  Lucas came by the diner last night while I was out with Massy. He's  taking over for Jayson."



A rebellion in the Disciples? "How's that gonna go?"



"Fuck if I know. He just told me that once Julio buries his brother,  he's heading up here. He doesn't give a shit about Marcus, he wants  Lucas to run things. If Marcus won't play along with that, then Marcus  will be out, too."



"Jesus. Out of the cartel crap?"



"No, out. Julio is backing Lucas, taking over the Reapers and pulling them into the Disciples."



"What the fuck? He can't do that shit. This isn't his business."



"Running his shit is his business, and having two clubs fighting for his  attention isn't working for him. Dude, he fucking took out his brother  and his mistress."



"She gave him access to Bernardo, that's all that was."



"Yeah, I figure the same thing." Tick shouted something in the  background to Massy. "You coming down to get my girl? She's getting on  my last nerve."



"She feeling okay?"



"Other than a sore ass, she's fine." I could imagine the shit-eating  grin on his face when he made that boast. He would never harm Massy, if  she sat tender it was because she'd wanted it that way. "She's just  getting antsy waiting for everything to go down. I shoulda sent her with  our moms, she woulda been safe."