Broken Soul (Deviant Souls MC #3)

7. Diesel

7

DIESEL

O dette stirs in my arms and lets out a little contented sigh. It's just after seven-thirty in the morning, but I've been up for hours just watching her sleep. Obsessive, I know, but I'm way past caring at this point.

She’s so fucking beautiful. I was already so far gone for her before last night, but after being inside of her, feeling her come around me, seeing her absolutely break apart for me again and again…well, shit, I don’t think I can ever let her go. I told her that last night as we were falling asleep, but I don’t know if she heard me.

It hasn’t even been a week since Odette came into my life, and yet I can’t imagine not waking up to her like this every morning. How has she woven herself into the very fabric of my being so quickly? If I’m honest with myself, I think it started the first time I laid eyes on her. She’s held me captive ever since.

Odette mumbles something in her sleep, which makes me smile. It’s still a new thing for me, this whole smiling business. I can’t say I don’t like it. At least around her.

I slide the covers off of us and kiss my way down Odette’s incredible body. I settle in between her legs and part them, looking at her perfect little pussy. I suppress a groan when I see she’s already wet for me. My dirty girl. I flatten my tongue and drag it up her delicious cunt, sucking on her clit when I get to the top.

Odette moans softly, though I can tell she's still sleeping. I continue sucking on her folds, licking up every inch of her sweet pussy, and finally, I spear my tongue in her entrance.

This gets her attention.

“Diesel? Oh fuck, ohmygod,” she gasps.

I feel her hands on my head, tugging at my hair and pulling me closer. I chuckle at her eagerness, which makes her moan again. I’m suffocating on her intoxicating pussy, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

When I have to lift my head up for air, I see Odette’s beautiful blue eyes staring down at me in awe and lust. It’s one of my favorite looks of hers, and I vow to make her look at me like that every morning for the rest of our lives. Yeah, I’m that far gone for her, and she has no idea.

I place one hand in between her perfect breasts and slide it down her body. She arches her back at my touch, which thrusts her wet, hot cunt into my face. Taking the hint, I get back to work, alternating fast and slow strokes, hard and soft strokes, until Odette is whimpering and writhing at the tip of my tongue.

“I need to come,” she cries out, bucking her hips and riding my face.

I growl and bite down on her clit, causing her to convulse and soak my face with her release. I drink down her essence and place sloppy kisses up her body until I take her mouth. Odette kisses me right back and then licks her cream off of my chin.

“Jesus, dirty girl. You like how you taste?”

“Mmhmm…” she says all breathy and sexy as fuck before she bites my lip and kisses me again.

When we break apart, I see her eyes glossed over, her pupils blown wide with lust. She gets a wicked grin on her face that makes my cock twitch. Odette buries her face in my neck and nips my skin, causing me to groan.

“Your turn,” she whispers before shoving me off of her with a surprising force.

Before I can even register her words, Odette straddles me and kisses the fuck out of me. She gets me all worked up and then rips her mouth away from mine, making me growl in frustration. Odette just smiles and then kisses her way down my chest, scooting down my body, kissing my abs, lower, lower, until she’s between my legs, kissing the tip of my swollen cock.

“Holy fuck,” I hiss, gritting my teeth together.

“Teach me?” she asks with equal parts innocence and sincerity.

“Baby, there’s no way to do this wrong. Do what comes naturally, it’ll be amazing because you’re amazing.”

She hesitates for a second, biting her bottom lip. Goddamn, the way she's staring at my dick has me leaking precum. This must snap her out of her insecurities, because the next thing I know, she's licking up the little liquid pearl and then putting her mouth around me.

“Jesus, woman,” I grunt. She’s hardly even done anything yet and I’m already on edge. I fist the sheets, resisting the urge to grab her head and fuck her mouth. It’s too soon for that.

Odette smiles with my dick in her mouth, which is ridiculously sweet and sexy and perfectly Odette. She bobs her head up and down, taking in a little more of me each time. Then she fucking shoves her face down on me until I hit the back of her throat. She gags around my cock and my hand finds the back of her head. It takes every single ounce of control I have not to shove her down even more so she's deep-throating me. Instead, I weave my fingers in her hair and tug her back a bit.

“Relax, sweetheart. You’re so beautiful giving me pleasure like this. Breathe, princess.”

She breathes through her nose and starts sucking on me again, massaging the underside of my cock with her tongue.

“That’s it, Odette, fuck, that’s so fucking it,” I groan.

She scrapes her nails over my balls, making me tighten my grip on her hair and buck my hips. I worry that I was too rough, but then she fucking moans and takes me deeper.

“So good, baby, so fucking good.”

Odette is perfect, already a pro at reading my body and responding. She cups my balls and sucks me into the back of her throat again, swallowing around the head of my cock.

“I’m close, shit, sweetheart…”

Fuck, I want to come down her throat so badly, but I want to be inside of her little cunt more. I pull on her hair, popping her off of my dick. She pouts, which makes me chuckle.

“Need inside that little pussy of yours,” I say by way of explanation. She licks her lips and nods as she climbs up my body and straddles me. “You want to ride me, dirty girl?”

She nods again and bites her lip, so damn sexy and eager.

I slide my hands up her legs and grip her hips, holding her above my aching cock.

“Ask me nicely,” I growl.

“Please, sir, let me ride your big fat cock.”

“Fucking Christ, Odette, that mouth of yours. Shit. Use me, baby girl, use me for your pleasure.”

Odette gives me a wicked grin and then drops herself down on me in one swift motion, making us both cry out.

“Take it slow, sweetheart, you have to be sore from last night.”

“I’m okay, I just want you so much. Is that bad? I feel like I’m going crazy.”

I reach out and tuck some hair behind her ear, sliding my hand around to the back of her neck so I can pull her down for a kiss.

“It’s not bad, Odette. Fuck, I want you too, so much. I’m glad I’m not the only one going crazy.”

I slide my hands down her back and grip her ass, helping her grind down on me until she finds what feels good. Odette braces herself with a hand on either side of my head, placing her delicious tits right in my face. I suck on her breasts and bite her nipples while Odette rolls her hips and fucks me with everything she has.

“Diesel! Oh fuck…”

Odette tenses and buries her head in my neck as her entire body goes still. Then, all at once, she loses control, her body spasming around me. She bites my neck, and fucking gushes all over me, her release dripping down my balls.

I grab her ass, pull her cheeks apart, and fuck up into her, grunting each time I hit home. Odette cries out and a fresh wave of wetness coats me as she comes again, her pussy choking the life out of my dick.

With a roar, I shoot my load deep inside of her, filling her so full it leaks out of her pussy. The bed is a mess, sloppy with our combined orgasms, which only makes everything that much hotter.

Odette takes a shuddering breath and then goes limp in my arms, her little heart beating so fast in her chest. I wrap my arms around her and hold her close as we both come back to earth.

We don’t say anything for a while. I stroke her back with one hand while the other grips her ass possessively, holding her close to me.

“Is it always going to be that good?” Odette whispers, making me smile. She’s fucking adorable and incredible and mine. I can’t believe I found her and that she’s somehow deemed me worthy of her presence.

“Yeah, sweetheart. It’ll always be good because it’s you and me.”

She pops her little head up and smiles at me. I’m blown away by her beauty every single time.

“You and me,” she confirms, kissing me to seal in the declaration.

I’m not sure how long we’ve been in bed, but my phone rings, making us both jump. “I’ll just toss this out the window real quick,” I grunt as I reach out for my phone.

“Maybe you should take the call.” I give her a strange look, wondering why she would say that. “You know, because of everything that happened yesterday? Those scary men?”

“Right,” I confirm, looking down at the screen. Sure enough, it’s the Prez. I was so lost in my woman these last fifteen hours that I almost forgot about the fuckers who dared walk into my shop and threaten her.

“Take the call, I’m going to shower up,” she whispers.

“You’re not making this easy for me,” I growl before pulling her in for another kiss.

She slips out of my arms and giggles when I pout at her. My phone keeps ringing and I finally answer as Odette gathers some clothes and steps out of the room.

“Domino,” I answer, unable to hide the fact that I would rather be talking with Odette than him.

“Sorry to call so early. It’s important. We need a plan, Diesel. A big one. Something that will erase those motherfuckers from the planet.”

“I’m guessing you don’t want me to line them up and put a bullet in the back of their heads, execution style?”

"I appreciate the enthusiasm, but we need to be more subtle and you know it. The police have done a shit job of keeping Zeke and his groupies locked up. First, they were out on some technicality, and then when they got in trouble again, they hired a defense lawyer who twisted the facts enough to get the case dismissed. It's time to take this problem into our own hands."

I nod even though he can’t see me. The wheels are turning in my head, I just need to figure out who I know that can help us. If this is the final fight between us and our ex-brothers, we need an element of surprise. We also need people Zeke won’t recognize.

“I may have someone who I can talk to,” I say, a plan forming in my mind. “He’s not exactly on the right side of the law,” I hedge.

“Neither are we, though we’re trying to clean up our act.”

“Exactly. I just wanted permission to reach out even if we have to play dirty.”

“One final deal with the devil and then our ex-brothers will be out of our lives for good. Sounds like a bargain to me.”

“I’ll call you as soon as I have more information,” I promise. We say our goodbyes and I lay back down on the bed, rubbing the headache away from my eyes.

One last deal with the devil. Those sound like famous last words.