Comp's Chance

“Did you just say you can’t?” he asks before I feel a hard slap on my ass, followed by five more quick pops. I moan and cry at the same time. All of it feels too good. I had no clue there was a way to make you feel so much pleasure with just a bit of pain. I also didn’t know my stomach could literally cramp from the want of him. I’m cramping so hard I know the only thing that will fix it is another release.

“Please,” I plead, burying my head in the pillows.

“Please what, Sunshine?” he asks, bending down and sinking his cock into me as he sinks his teeth into my shoulder.

“Ah! Please fuck me. Make me explode again,” I beg, pushing back on him. I hear his chuckle, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

“Fuck yes. Put your hands on the headboard. Now!” he orders. That snaps me out of it for only an instant.

“What the fuck did you say to me?” I ask, turning my head around and glaring at him. He leans in closer to my ear before grabbing my hair at the base of my neck.

“I said. Put your hand on the fucking headboard. NOW!” he demands. My mind is warring with these new feelings. Half of me wants to tell him to fuck off, but the other half wants more. More commands, more demands, just more. It’s turning me on so much, and I can’t fight it anymore. I quickly obey, holding on for dear life.

“That’s what I thought. You want to come? You do as I say. Next time it won’t be my fucking hand smacking that pretty white ass, but I don’t think you’re ready for that right now,” he tells me again with that chuckle. I would slap him again if I didn’t need release so damn back.

“Please, I need you. Now,” I say again, pushing my ass back on his cock.

“Shit, baby, I love hearing you beg,” he says before thrusting into me hard. He’s moving so fast and hard that my arms barely hold up. I come again, screaming, and I know I won’t be able to take much more.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I repeat over and over.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so fucking hard. Let go of the headboard.” As soon as my hands leave the headboard, he’s taking my head and shoving me to the bed with my head turned to the side. Leaning down, he licks the side of my face before growling in my ear.

“That slap was sexy as fuck. I like rough, and I like seeing that fire and anger in your eyes. But the question is, did you get more than you bargained for? Do you still want me to lose control? Still want me to let go? Cause I’ll tell you one thing, baby, this is just a taste. Just an inkling of what I want to do to you. Do you still want all of me?” he croons and taunts against my ear, his thrusts never letting up or slowing.

“Yes, yes! I want all of you!” I scream, coming one more time. I hear Nix grunt and then feel him shove as deep as possible before releasing inside me. My legs no longer want to work, and before he’s even finished, I fall face-first to the mattress, breathing heavily.

“I love you, sunshine. I love you and Paisley more than I thought was possible. I want you to be mine now and always,” Nix whispers as he comes down, placing his forehead on my hair. I can’t help it. I lose it, sobbing uncontrollably. The feelings he just gave me through sex, added to his declaration, have me completely spiraling. It takes a bit to finally get me settled down, and when I finally do, I realize I’m in Nix’s arms, and he’s whispering to me.

“You don’t have to love me back, just don’t leave me. Please, just stay with me, please…” he whispers over and over, and I can’t take it anymore. I lean up, capturing his mouth in a hot kiss before pulling back.

“I love you, Nix. More than you know. There is nothing I want more than for Paisley and me to stay here with you forever,” I tell him the truth, even if I know that can never happen.

Something has to be done about my ex, and I have a feeling it’s going to be the end of me one way or another. I’ve seen enough of Jason’s evil to know he will stop at nothing to take me down.

I just pray he leaves Paisley, Nix, and this entire club I’ve fallen in love with out of it.

Twenty-One

COMP

THREE MONTHS LATER

“Are you sure you’ll be alright while I’m in church? I have an appointment for the club later tonight, but I’ll come see you before I leave,” I ask Sunny, staring at her with a curious look.

She’s got something up her sleeve, and she won’t tell me no matter what I do. I know it’s something to do with the Ol’ Ladies, seeing as Hitter and Swift have brought their questions to me, seeing as their women seem as tight-lipped as mine. Loki, of course, just said Halle was always keeping him on his toes, so he didn’t notice anything new.

Damn, he must be a fucking maniac or adrenaline junky because there is no way I could live like this all the time, like I’m missing something, or she’s hiding something from me. I’ll let her have her fun, though. If I had any suspicions she was hiding something that could get her hurt, no way in hell would I back down, but I have a feeling they are just planning something to take away the boredom of being locked down in the clubhouse.After my run-in with Jason, Swift and Hitter thought it would be best to keep everyone close.

If you live in the compound behind the secured gates, you can head home. If not, you stay at the clubhouse. I’ve already started having my and Sunny’s house built by the lake on the back of the property, along with the other couples. I’ve had the floor plan for years, but never thought I’d need them. Turns out, I’m mad I didn’t start building it months ago. I can’t wait to show Sunny and Paisley. The property is close to Loki and Halle’s house, so Paisley can always be close to Rome and Rae.

“I’ll be fine, I promise. Just go before Swift has your ass for being late,” she tells me, trying to shove me away. I smile before leaning down and giving her another hard kiss.

“Nah, Sunshine, I’m sure Swift is just as occupied with his Ol’ Lady,” I tell her, smiling when I see her face soften.

We’ve talked about her being my Ol’ Lady, and for all intents and purposes, she is. However, with all the shit goin’ down and a few of the single brothers out on business trying to get more information on the situation, we haven’t had time to do the claiming party. It’s a tradition that each woman gets their property patch and tattoo at the property party. Sunny and I are both more than ready to take that step. Hell, even Paisley is on board. Her words were, “I ain’t leaving, Mama. This is home; these people are family. You can’t make me.”

I wanted to laugh at her going toe-to-toe with Sunny. Both stood nose to nose with each other, hands on their hips and button noses scrunched up. The funny thing is, Sunny didn’t mention leaving this place, just the compound. She is tired of her and Paisley having to be cramped in such a small place. Her plan was to rent an apartment before I shut that shit down. I haven’t told her about the house yet, wanting to surprise them both, but I know I’ll have to soon, finished or not. Sunny isn’t going to be held off for much longer.I walk into church and notice everyoneis already here but Hitter. He walks in, grumbling to himself about five minutes later.