Primal Howlers Motorcycle Club Stories

CHAPTER FOUR

Orion

Raquel finally fell asleep about two a.m. I, on the other hand, couldn’t do the same. Mostly because everything we’d done rocked me to my core. Jesus, she was incredible, and I had a feeling I was in trouble.

Now, her lush body was pressed against mine and she was quietly snoring. All I wanted to do was wrap myself around her and stay here forever. But I wouldn’t. I had to keep this casual. Had to keep her at an arm’s length. After talking to her for ten minutes, I realized she was far too good for my degenerate ass, and I refused to let my s**t rub off on her.

The problem was, I’d buried myself deep and I’d never felt anything so perfect.

Scrubbing one hand down my face, the other wrapped firmly around Raquel, I contemplated my current predicament. I was supposed to make a run to Denver in the morning to check on a couple of our businesses. My club owned several cannabis shops in the area, not to mention, my father and I owned six of our own. I had been tasked with checking on the three we’d just opened in Denver, which meant I’d be out of pocket for at least a week.

And I didn’t want to be out of pocket from Raquel for that long. I didn’t want to be away from her for an hour, let alone a week.

Technically, my dad should be doing this, but he’d decided I was his very own whipping boy and I was to jump when he said jump. It had been like this for a couple of years now and I didn’t know how much longer I was willing to eat his s**t, especially now that I’d met the woman of my fantasies.

Jesus Christ, I was f****d.

“Why aren’t you asleep?” Raquel grumbled sleepily, sliding her hand over my stomach.

I gave her a gentle squeeze. “No reason.”

“You don’t have to stay,” she said. “I mean, I like you being here, but don’t feel like you have to hang around if you don’t want to.”

“I’m good. Just not sleepy.”

She kissed my chest. “Well, since you’re up…”

Positioning herself between my legs, she ran her tongue over my Howler’s tattoo, then worked her way down my body. I was rock hard the second her tongue touched my skin, but when she wrapped her gorgeous mouth around my d**k, I was lost. Again.

In an effort not to embarrass myself, I hooked my hands under her arms and pulled her up my body, rolling her onto her back.

“I was enjoying that,” she complained.

I grinned, kissing her. “So was I. A little too much.”

“Oh,” she said with the cutest fuckin’ giggle I’d ever heard.

I took a second to roll on a condom, then I slipped inside of her and her laugh stopped on a gasp. “You good?” I asked.

“Holy s**t, yes,” she hissed out.

I held her tight and turned us both so that she was straddling my hips. “Your turn, Razzle.”

She settled her hands on my chest and leaned down to kiss me. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

“Bring it.”

She raised her hips slightly, then lowered her body, impaling herself and somehow, my d**k got harder. Jesus, she drove me crazy.

I slid my hands to her t**s and palmed her n*****s into tight buds. She dropped her head back and arched into my touch as she rode me.

I drew my knees up and thrust deeper and she gripped my arms quickening her pace. “Ori, I can’t… oh, god!”

She fell across my chest as her p***y contracted around me and I rolled her onto her back and slammed into her over and over until I found my own release.

“Don’t stop,” she begged as I pulled out of her, so I pressed two fingers inside of her, sliding my thumb across her c**t.

“Ride my hand, baby.”

She did so spectacularly and cried out my name as her c*m covered my hand. I lifted my fingers to my mouth and licked her juices clean. “Jesus, f**k, baby, you taste like honey.”

She chuckled. “I’ll take your word for it.”

“I’ll be right back.”

I headed to her bathroom to take care of the condom and clean up, then came back and pulled her over my chest. I couldn’t get enough.

I was once again struck with how big of a problem this was.

* * *

Raquel

“I’ve gotta head out,” Orion whispered, kissing me awake.

“What time is it?” I grumbled.

“Six.”

“In the morning?” I squeaked.

He chuckled. “Yeah, Razzle, in the morning.”

“Where are you going?”

“Denver.”

I sighed, pulling the covers tighter over me. “When will you be back?”

“I don’t know, but I’ll text you.”

“Okay.” I yawned and nodded. “Ride safe.”

“I will.”

He kissed me once more, then left me to sleep, but by the time I heard the door close behind him, I was wide awake. I figured I’d get up and try to get some work done, but first, coffee.

I threw on a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt and headed downstairs as quietly as I could. I knew Sierra had a late shift at the restaurant last night, so she’d be sleeping in today, and I was not going to be the one to wake her. She was hell on wheels when her sleep was interrupted.

I made a pot of coffee and checked my emails while it brewed. I’d missed a few from school notifying me of my grades so far. I was pulling a low B, slipping into a C, in two of my classes, and I needed to get those up, but one was chemistry and I just couldn’t seem to understand it, the other was microbiology. My dad would freak if I didn’t get those two grades up, and since he was paying for my education, I should probably talk to my advisor about tutoring options.

I sighed. I hated asking for help. But mostly I hated feeling stupid and science had always made me feel like an i***t. It just wasn’t in my wheelhouse, but I needed to understand it in order to fully grasp how the pharmacology worked. The problem was, as soon as I felt like I comprehended one piece of it, something new would pop up and it would be Greek to me.

I pulled my phone out and texted my brother. Tristan would probably know the answers to every question in this book, not that he would give them to me, but he might help me understand some of it. He texted back immediately that he was in the middle of something and would call me when he was done. It would appear I was stuck for the moment.

I sighed. There was nothing I could do about it now, so I decided to make a cup of coffee, schmear me up a bagel and work on something a little easier.

Besides, my body was deliciously sore from our activity the night before, so I used that as an excuse not to work too hard.