Python: Soldiers Of Hades MC, #2

When she woke up, Peggy Sue was snuggled to a warm body. It was dark in the room and the body next to her felt warm and enticing. His aroma was familiar to her and she smiled. This was what she had missed the most all these years. She wondered how in the world she could forget this.

She inhaled and his scent invaded every pore in her body. Her hand had been resting on his chest and now, her widened her fingers and began touching his skin. She stared at him as she touched his skin. She could see the changes time had taken, his chest hair was no longer so dark but instead, was white against the skin on his chest. He wasn’t nearly as muscled as he had been, but even so, he was still well built. His shoulders and chest were just as wide and his legs were still as strong to her mind.

But she realized her body had been ravaged by time as well. She was noticeably slimmer than she had been with more wrinkles and sags than she had back then too. She sighed and moved away from him but froze when she heard his harsh voice. “Where are you going?”

She looked up and saw he’d been watching her. “What are you doing here?” she whispered.

“I was sleeping until you got started. Now, I’m awake and can enjoy your touch.”

“Oh…” she paused. “I wasn’t sure you would want my touch anymore.”

“Oh, I want your touch and so much more,” he assured her.

“You do?” she asked incredibly.

“Kiss me. I want to see if I can remember your kisses,” he ordered.

Peggy Sue licked her lips and leaned up on one elbow. She hovered around his mouth and then lowered her mouth to his keeping her eyes on his the whole time.

As soon as she touched his lips, sparks flew between them and the kiss that started small enveloped both of them as they forgot the missing years. She groaned as her lips parted and his tongue pushed it sway inside her mouth.

The rest of the world disappeared and it was just the two of them as they reached for each other. Passion rose between them and Python hauled her on top of him. His hands tore at her clothing and soon, she was stripped bare as they were skin to skin. The darkness hid her faults from him and for now, that worked for both of them. Her body heated as did his and soon, his hard cock was dry humping her core. Her wetness coated him, then she lifted her hips fit him at her entrance and slammed down on him.

They both let out sounds of pleasure as they met again in this primal way for the first time in years.

She was tight and warm and Python groaned as she rose and fell on him. He gripped her hips and helped her move. Up and down, he brought her as they both climbed the wall to the top of the abyss.

Time fell away, as love and lust came forward. The love they had back when had been a fire it had consumed them from the day they met. It now came back to lick them with its flames. All of the chemistry, the feelings were still there inside of them.

They both reveled in the heat and the friction they were building as Peggy Sue lowered down and kissed him hard.

Breathlessly their tongue sparred in a breathless passion that they had always felt.

Then Peggy Sue threw her head back and exploded in his arms releasing his name breathlessly from her lips.

Python held onto her as her orgasm caused him to climax and he held her down to his belly, so he could fill her with all that he had.

They both were lost in the passion they’d always felt when together.

Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest she felt lightheaded briefly. She laid her head on his sweaty chest. “Oh, my god…” she whispered as tears streamed from her eyes. “So beautiful…I haven’t felt like that in so long.”

“Me either woman. It’s like coming home again,” Python admitted as he held her to him for a few minutes and spoke quietly to her, “This is where you belong, Peg. Never leave me again. Nothing ever filled the hole you left in my heart. We still have some years left to be together and I don’t intend to let you go. Not. Ever. Again.”

Peggy Sue was crying at his words. She knew he meant them too. Python never said anything he didn’t mean. She so hoped she could fit back in and stay with him. They’d lost so damned much. He was right, they couldn’t afford to lose anymore. She clung to him for a couple more minutes, then moved off of him and snuggled close to his warmth. She didn’t say anything just snuggled into his side.

Python held her close and couldn’t help but think about what just happened. She caught him unawares but he didn’t regret making her his again. He hadn’t been a saint while she’d been gone, but he did miss her every day of her absence. He would admit, her disappearance from his life had made him a hard man. So hard, his sons had left and he’d missed out on a lot.

He couldn’t change his spots, but he didn’t really have to. Loving a woman again, might become a challenge. Only because he was set in his ways and was used to being alone. But he loved Peggy Sue, she was his first love and one that his heart never forgot and never let go of.

Right now, however, he had a war to wage and win. He’d despised Brago before this, but just as an ideal. Now, his hatred knew no bounds. His woman had suffered all those years because she’d been taken. He refused to think of the torture inflicted onto her poor body. If he thought of it too closely, he would punch out all the damn walls out in this damned clubhouse. That wouldn’t defeat the devil he wanted dead, though. It would only serve for broken knuckles and bloody fists. He’d done it before. The day he had to face that his woman was gone. Like thin air, she was just gone. Leaving her children motherless. Going against everything, she had stood for. And it had never made any sense to him. It hadn’t been like Peggy Sue. She’d been loyal and loving and he could never make it match. That woman and one who would run off with someone or to something and leave her children. So the day he’d had to finally face it, he had punched hole after hole into the walls all over the clubhouse until he had no breath left in his lungs and no more blood to give.

His mean at that time, had stepped back and just let him vent his deep-seated rage. Then he went to the bottle and tried to drown it away.

It was only about 6 months later when he got dry. Pulled his sorry ass up and out of the bottle, so to speak. Straightened his own ass up and ran his MC like it needed to be run.

Now, he wanted only one thing—just one fucking thing in this whole world.

Luis Brago.

Python wouldn’t accept anything but his death. They say revenge is better served cold, but that was a God damned lie. It was better served hot, searing, and annihilating.

Still, Tiberius had attended this dance before. He calmed himself and set that fury he felt, aside. He would need to be calm and direct his troops. Design a trap that was like a noose. One that would squeeze Brago’s neck until he…

Gripping his fists, he took a deep breath and calmed himself.

War.

One, that could only have one end.

One of them dead.