It Ain't Me, Babe

“Styx… I love you,” she whispered as she broke from my mouth.

Groaning too loud, I picked up speed, the heavy slapping sounds of our thighs driving me on. My nose tucked in her neck and her pu**y tightened, fisting my dick so f**kin’ hard. Back arching, her tits pressed against my chest and a scream ripped from her throat as she came.

“Shit… Styx… Styx…” She panted.

I slammed into her once more and my head tilted back as I flooded her with cum. Fuck. Fuck. Fuucckkkkk…

Collapsing on top of Mae, I rolled us so she draped across my chest. We caught our breath and I laughed.

She sat up and raised an eyebrow. “What?”

I ran my hand down the crack of her ass and her eyes hooded. “D-did you j-just cuss?”

Her eyes widened and a giggle lit up her face. My heart f**kin’ flipped.

“Yes, I did. You must be rubbing off on me.”

“Oh, I’ll r-rub off on you a-all r-right!”

She slapped my chest and then ran her finger along my swastika scar. Her smile faded. “I cussed at Gabriel too.”

I brushed hair from her eyes. “You d-did?”

She nodded, but her eyes dulled, so I waited for her to speak. “He said you had corrupted me. That I had sold my soul to Satan.”

“C’mere,” I ordered. Mae shifted up my chest, allowing me to cup her face. “I ain’t ever m-met a bitch as pure as you, as in-innocent as you. You ch-changed my f-fuckin’ life, babe. You ain’t c-corrupted. Y-you’re f-fuckin’ perfect.”

Her face melted into a stunning smile. “You spent so long telling me you were not good for me. ‘It ain’t me, babe,’ you said emphatically. Now I am perfect for you?”

“I was wr-wrong. So d-damn wrong. You need a st-strong man, babe. You n-n-need a man to l-love you, to pr-protect you, to be your f-fuckin’ world.” Her breath paused and I smirked. “It’s m-me, babe. It’s s-so f**kin’ me.”

Mae dived at me again and I laughed as I pushed her back before I felt that pu**y and we ended up f**king again.

Her lips pouted and her forehead creased. “I want you again,” she complained.

“I g-got something to g-give to you f-first.”

She quickly lost her pout, curiosity taking over. “What is it?”

Picking her up and setting her naked ass down, I walked to my Harley, buck-ass naked, and pulled the tiny cut of leather from my saddlebag. For some reason, I was f**kin’ nervous. I never thought I’d have a woman of my own, never thought I’d ever be able to speak to anyone but Ky, but Mae came in my life and knocked all that shit outta the park.

“Styx? What is it?” she asked excitedly.

Facing her—all long black hair mussed, blue eyes huge, and pale perfect skin—I relaxed. Fuck, she was beautiful.

Shaking myself ’round, I held up the tiny black leather Hangmen vest. Mae stopped breathing, her mouth dropping to form an O. I turned it around, our Hades Hangmen emblem standing proud on the back, and a Property of Styx patch in white stitching with Mae embossed in small writing at the front.

I jerked my chin. Mae stood and walked to me.

“You w-want this, b-babe? You w-wanna officially be m-my old lady? ’Cause once th-this goes on, it’s n-never f-fuckin’ coming off.”

“Styx,” Mae whispered and edged in closer, her hand running down my unshaven cheek. I swallowed and my heart slammed in my chest. “I was born to be with you. Born to be your old lady.”

And then that damn nose of hers twitched.

My eyes rolled back. “Fuck, b-babe…” I rasped out and spun my woman around, slipping the vest on her back. She turned slowly, gripping the edges over her perfect tits, and playfully pouted her lips.

“How does it look?”

I checked her out from head to toe, looking like a damn pinup girl, all naked, wearing my name on her back. Growling, I stalked Mae and lifted her, slamming her back against a tree, her legs wrapping ’round my waist.

“Fuckin’ l-love it, babe. L-love you in m-my life, on the b-back of my bike, in m-my bed, wrapped ’round m-my cock, and w-wearing my name on your back. You’re n-never l-leaving me, babe. Y-you’re in with m-me for life. The good, the b-bad, the f-fuckin’ crazy. M-met you as a kid, a damn m-mute. You g-gave me a voice. You g-gave me a life. You’re i-it, babe. You’re m-my whole f-fuckin’ world.”

I slammed my mouth to hers.

She kissed me right back.

Our foreheads touched and our breaths came hard.