Torch (Phoenix MC #6)

by Mia Fury

He was really here. We were both naked, and he was going to use me again, and give me what I needed. In my day to day life I was the repressed, professional doctor, but in the bedroom, particularly with Torch, I could let myself be reduced to nothing more than something to fuck. Something to use for pleasure, and I knew that anything he did to me would feel amazing, because it was him. And because I knew that afterward, he’d take care of me, and hold me, and make sure I was okay, because he actually cared.

My Hyde by Halestorm

“Give in and fucking come on my fingers, slut. I wanna feel your pussy and ass trying to choke them, and then I’ll let you have my cock.”

Fifteen

Torch

I don’t think my cock has ever been this fucking hard for a woman before, and the way she was writhing all over my fingers, as I fucked her pussy and ass with them, I knew I had to get inside her. I just wanted to feel her coming first, but she was taking longer than I expected to get off. Was it too much? Not enough? Was I missing her fucking G-spot?

“Fuck yeah, take this fucking cock, bitch, because it’s my turn to get off. Make it good, oh god yeah, take it deep,”

All I cared about was riding her so fucking good and hard that she’d never forget this moment, but my control was shot to hell, and I was scarily close to unloading already.

Thunder Kiss '65 by Rob Zombie

I’m not a fucking kid, though, I’m Torch, and I’m known for lasting in the bedroom.

I liked being forceful in bed, but I wasn’t a complete bastard, and I wanted her willing, and fucking enjoying me.

“Tell me how good my cock feels inside you, if you wanna earn my cum,”

Yeah, she’s definitely fucking mine now. Look at that. I marked her on the inside where it counts, metaphorically at least, but maybe next time for real.

real.

like a boneless mess on my own bed, and I’d never felt so good in my life. What was it about Torch that completely overwhelmed my senses, and made everything feel better? Why was he the first and only man I’d trusted, or allowed to treat me this way, or even speak to me this way? Somehow, for some unknown reason, I trusted him, and I knew that he wouldn’t push things too far.

Be Myself With You by Oliver Michael

I loved that he always checked. I mean, I know we’ve only fooled around twice, but he was so caring after.

That was how I knew he was the good kind, a man I could rely on, even with the obstacles we might face at some point, with our very different lifestyles, and the troubles at his club.

“I could control that mouth of yours, babe… just say the word.” I rolled over to face him. “Sometimes I probably need that, Torch.”

“You could call me meaner things, and be rougher, and I’d still be enjoying it, Torch. It’s so liberating, letting you call the shots and use me like that. I don’t have to think or make decisions, I don’t have to try and behave a certain way to impress anyone, I just need to do as I’m told, and let you do what you want, and I love it.”

“I’d rather be your filthy little… uh… you get it, right?” Torch winked at me. “Say ‘slut’, babe. Own it.”

Sixteen

Torch

I stayed with her, and maybe that was a mistake, but we were in a bubble of happiness, and I really didn’t want to ever leave it, especially to go back to tiptoeing around a bunch of guys who could be the killer I survived before.

“Yeah, a friend uh… one of the old ladies, was admitted after an accident. I need to be with my brothers right now.”

“We think the killer struck again. He fucking ran her down with a car, man. It’s a wonder she’s even alive. Jesus, Reacher saw it happen, and he tried to take the hit for her, but it happened so fast. He’s a mess. He’s a fucking mess, Torch.”

Jesus fuck. “Where’s Tori, and the VP’s old lady? Shouldn’t they all be somewhere safe?” Should mine? I mean, me and Grace weren’t there yet, but I fucking wanted that to be our future. Would she even be willing to be tied to me permanently though?

This crap had gone on long enough, and no amount of begging would save the culprit now, nor would it have before this. Come after us, but don’t fucking touch our women.

The whole way back to the clubhouse, I let the disturbing fact sink in that I didn’t even wanna fucking be there anymore. It felt less and less like home every day, because who knew who had it in for us, and who knew if we’d figure it out before one of us fucking died.

Papercut by Linkin Park

Grace

“You’re begging info for that biker guy? Guess it’s true what they say.” “What? What do they say?” She winked at me. “Just that you’re friends with the club now, but you should know that’s not necessarily a good thing. They’re criminals, you know.”

“Was it… was it the same person who attacked Torch?” Stitch’s eyes widened at me then, and he glanced around the room. “You guys keeping in touch, like?” I nodded, knowing my blush gave me away in an instant, as he grinned widely. I had a feeling he was already fully aware of that fact anyway.

“Torch mentioned some of what’s going on at the club, so I know it’s a difficult time for you all, but they know your place is here with your… your… wife?”

Reacher leaned down to kiss Ally’s fingers, and the sweetness of the gesture made my eyes burn with sudden tears. That was love right there. Pure, real, true love. How could someone try to take that away from him? Suddenly I was desperate to help the club in any way I could, to help them put a stop to this monster, to make them safe again.

We need to focus on finding and stopping him, and that means we don’t need to split our focus over watching more people right now.”

“This isn’t me being an asshole, or telling you to stay away from Torch. It’s me asking you to be safe, and not approach any other members of the club, or the clubhouse, until we can make it safe, that’s all. If your address isn’t known by anyone else, let’s keep it that way, huh?”

Seventeen

Torch

“Look, I don’t know if this means anything, but I found a weak spot in the defences, and I think that’s how he’s coming and going.”

“Show me,” I barked, following him as he led me outside. I swear to god, what he’d spotted, I never would have found. There was a patch of the ten foot tall chain link fence that had been cut, and faked back together, so it looked normal, but it was a fucking easy escape route. How the hell had he even found it?

“We’ll cover that. Torch, you go and cause a distraction as soon as dusk hits, so Ice can fit the camera. Grease, you can give him a hand if needed.”

As the closest thing we had to a leader right now, Ryder was calling the shots, so we all nodded, taking on our duties, and hoped like fuck that it’d out the bastard once and for all.

all.

Am I okay? Well, is anyone really? I wanted to see the man I was falling for too fast, but I also knew it could be dangerous, and not just life-threatening right now. Would I fall faster if I saw him again right now? Would I lose interest if I spent more time with him? Nope. I was pretty sure that wouldn’t be the case.

Picking apart my psyche was a scary thing, because I had no idea what would happen when it was all laid bare, and I realised how much I’d locked away to try and appear normal, and professional, and strong. I mean, why would any woman crave the kind of treatment I did? What normal woman wants a man to treat her like nothing more than a slut, holes to fuck, someone to use and discard, while demeaning them with cruel taunts and insults? Nope, definitely something wrong there.

I'm Not Okay by Enkay47

Question though – does feeding you my cock count as ‘dining’?

My god. This man could turn me on without even trying. Before I could respond, he messaged again.

Sextext by The New Division

“Doc? I’m waiting here, cock in hand. Get me off with that bossy doc voice of yours.” The bastard! He was ahead of me, but that wouldn’t be the case for long. I put the call on speaker and rested the phone beside me. “Can you hear me, Mr North?” Torch groaned again. “Fuck yeah, doc. Don’t you just wanna get naked and bend over for me, gorgeous?”

You know I’d finger-fuck you like a savage, right? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Big rough biker fingers deep in that sweet hot pussy of yours?” I knew what he wanted, as much as I wanted to sigh and beg him for that. I wished he was here with me right now, to do to me exactly what he was talking about.

On The Hotline by Pretty Ricky

All your posh stuff is just fine. It’s just gonna get all dirty when I fuck you on absolutely everything that’ll hold our weight.”

Eighteen

Torch

Everything had gone to plan so far, my little spat with Micro in the bar keeping everyone busy long enough for us to tussle with each other, eventually sitting laughing it off with a couple of beers, while I carefully watched every other fucker in that place, for my own peace of mind. Micro was the only one I was sure I could trust, because we were tight, but some of these others, I’d never really bonded with.

Texting with her, or even better, phone sex with her, was the perfect ending to our day.

“Next time we do this on a fucking video, babe, so you can see me coming all over the screen, and painting your virtual face with my cum, got it?”

“I’m… I’m your filthy… whore,”

Whore by In This Moment

In the room was most of us in the know, as in Ryder, Ice, Has, Grease, Stitch, and me. No sign of Reacher, of course, but fuck… suddenly I was praying we weren’t in here for bad news about Ally. What if she’d… fuck no…