A/N: Hello Lovelies! Happy Mother's Day everyone. I'm writing this with my little one in my other arm, the joys! Anyway, as it's Mother's Day I thought a double update was needed, hope you're having a good day xxx
Being wrapped around Reaper on the back of his motorcycle as we fly along the road is just what I need to calm me. The warmth of his body between my thighs as I press my front against his back and rest my flat palms on his solid stomach feels so good.
I'm not going to allow myself to feel guilty for what I've done. I know I should, I have just killed two men, they are no longer breathing because of me, but they were far from innocent. I know I should have acted sooner to stop them before they hurt Scarlett but I stopped them before they did anything worse.
I look to my left where Knuckles and Scarlett ride alongside us. My brother and Ace stayed at the warehouse to 'clean up' I don't want to know what that entails. Scarlett's eye looks more swollen and is turning a deep purple color, blood stills runs down her face but she's smiling at me. I love how tough she is, she's completely fearless. The old me definitely wasn't as tough as her but I was pretty similar, I had an attitude and had knocked a few customers on their ass when they got too handsy at the bar I worked in.
I laugh when Scarlett blows me a kiss and realise we're pulling into the compound. I can't help but feel more relaxed now I know we're inside the gates.
"How you doing girl? You good?" Scarlett asks as she steps off Knuckles motorcycle and walks towards me
"Me? I'm fine, you're the one bleeding." I reply
"Oh it's just a scratch I'm good, let me go get cleaned up and then I'm buying you a drink for saving my ass." She says before pulling me into a hug and then letting Knuckles guide her inside
"You sure you're alright sweetheart?" Reaper asks as he climbs off his motorcycle and wraps his arms around me
"I am now I'm in your arms." I smile as I rest my head on his chest
"You have no idea how scared I was when we lost you and Scarlett." He whispers as his hold on me tightens.
"Are you alright Reaper?" I ask as I reach up and cup his cheek in my hand, he nods as he turns and presses a kiss into my palm
"I'm right here Reaper, I'm not going anywhere." I assure him
"Except hopefully your bed in the next five minutes." I smirk and as if snapping out of a daydream Reaper turns his gaze to me before our lips crash together. His hands slide over my ass and to my thighs as his lifts me into his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist. My fingers run through his hair and tug at the strands lightly as our tongues swirl together. The whistles and hoots from the guys make me realise we're walking through the clubhouse but there's no way I'm pulling back, I know Reaper needs this. He needs to know I'm here, I'm real and I'm not going to leave him.
I hear his bedroom door shut and he immediately begins pulling at my jacket, I help him get it off of me before pushing his cut off his shoulders. He pulls my shirt over my head and his lips move across my jaw and down the delicate skin of my neck. I lift his shirt up his chest and his lips leave my skin just long enough for me to work it over his head before I feel them land on my collarbone. He turns and lowers me into the bed, hovering above me.
"Reaper." I whisper and his gaze moves from my chest to my eyes. I pull him down to me and kiss him passionately. He wraps his arms around me and presses his body against mine as we kiss. This is different to last night. Last night was passionate, frantic and desperate. This is slow and delicate, Reaper is the main reason why I have come so far in such a short time, I want to help him overcome his fear too. I take my time exploring the muscles of his sculpted back with my fingers until I reach between us and unbuckle his belt before pushing his jeans and boxer briefs over his hips.
Reaper stands from the bed and removes his boots, jeans and underwear before undressing my lower half. Starting from my left ankle, at an agonising pace, he kisses, licks and nips my skin. He takes his time to taste every part of me until he reaches my bra, he reaches under me and unhooks it before tossing it to the floor. I gasp as he takes my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud before sucking, then giving my other nipple the same attention.
He reaches into the nightstand and pulls out a condom. He quickly sheaths himself before hovering above me once again. I moan softly as I feel him fill me completely and he leans down to kiss me, wrapping his arms around me. I wrap my legs around him and link my ankles behind his back as he rocks into me at a smooth slow pace.
"Reaper" I whisper as I tangle my fingers in his hair. I gasp as he lifts me off the bed, still connected as he rests me on his lap. He sits back on his heels as we rock together, as much of our bodies touching as possible. He holds me tightly, as if I'll disappear if he dares let go, as he rests his head in my shoulder, pressing kisses to my neck lazily.
"Evie." He whispers as I feel my orgasm building
"Reaper." I whisper as I lift his head to look into my eyes
"I'm right here." I whisper before kissing him. I moan into his mouth as I increase the pace and pull at his hair. I cry out his name as my orgasm hits me hard and my walls clench around him. He grips my shoulder as he buries himself inside me and groans into my neck through his climax.
After a few minutes to catch our breath we collapse back onto the bed, he rests his head between my breasts, with his arms along my sides as I lazily stroke his hair
"I love you Evie. I know we've only been together for a short time but I started falling for you hard from the moment I met you. I don't know if I could survive losing you." He strokes my skin with his fingers as he speaks.
"Oh Reaper, I won't pretend to understand what it felt like to lose her, but you're not going to lose me, I'm right here. If nothing else I'm a survivor and you make me stronger every day." He looks up at me and I can see the sadness in his eyes.
"Reaper, I love you too." I say as I cup his cheek and he leans into my touch
"I promise Evie, I'm going to protect you, I won't let any harm come to you as long as I'm breathing." We should be excited that we just said 'I love you' for the first time but I hate that Reaper now has a deep fear that because he loves me I'll end up like his wife. I need to distract him, that always works for me
"What's your real name?" I ask and he looks up at me confused
"Well I just told you I love you and I don't even know your name." I shrug and he smiles
"I hate my name, apparently my Mom thought it was great, but my dad hated it too." He says as he leans up on one elbow to the side of me
"Well spit it out, I'll try not to make fun... too much." I smirk and he growls playfully
"My name is Sebastian Grayson Edmondson."
"Holy shit that's a mouthful." I laugh as he pokes my side
"Sebastian. Sebastian... hmm, you don't look like a Sebastian. I think I'll stick with Reaper." I say as I hold his face in my hands
"Well Evie, I don't know your middle name, Ferguson, I'll stick with Reaper, you stick with Evie." He smirks
"Annabelle, my middle name is Annabelle. How did you get the name Reaper?"
"My dad. When I was about nine or ten years old I started getting curious about what my dad and all my uncles did. So I started sneaking into the clubhouse. Or if I heard my dad call church I would sneak in and hide somewhere. So my dad said I was always stalking from the dark corners like the grim reaper. It stuck and twenty plus years later I still go by it." I love how his eyes lit up and any remnants of sadness melted away as he talked about his father.
"Can I ask you a question?" He says as he runs circles over my stomach with his finger
"Sure, shoot." I reply
"When Socket got to you at the warehouse, is what he said right? Were you hurt by four guys?" My body stiffens and he must sense the tension
"It doesn't change how I feel about you, it just makes me angry that you had to go through it. I just want to know what you've been through, but if you don't want to go into detail with me I can respect that." He explains and I sigh
"Ok, I'll just lay it all out for you." I exhale as I sit up in bed and cross my legs.

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MC's Nomad (Broken Demons MC #5)
ChickLitReaper hasn't belonged to a chapter of the Broken Demons since his wife was killed 10 years ago. He prefers to live alone on the road travelling to different chapters of the club, never staying too long. However on his latest visit with Killers clu...