Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4)(77)



I’m trying to keep my head today, because I know I’m going to be needed. Still, I’m having these f*cking tremors in my arm and it feels like a hot poker is being jabbed in my eyes. These goddamn headaches won’t let up. They’re coming more often and it’s to the point that they are constant now. My vision is blurry as hell in my left eye. The attack that day at Dancer’s did more damage than I’ve told any of them. Fuck, the pain is crippling at times. I started popping pills like candy to just function. That’s no longer cutting it, which is why I’m here—in a f*cking medical supply closet, talking to Nurse Melissa Anne Allen. She’s getting me some stronger pain meds. I could get them through the pipeline at the club, but not without my brothers finding out. I don’t need f*cking nursemaids.

So I found my own route. Nurse Allen here showed up at a couple of club parties and after giving her my cock a few times, she seemed eager enough to help me, as long as she gets to keep coming to the parties.

“Do you have the stuff? I ask sounding bone-deep tired and I am….in more ways than one.

“Sure do baby, I got all you need to make you feel so f*cking good you will be flying.”

“Let me see it,” I growl, wanting to get the f*ck away.

“No way, I want a ride on that stallion you got between your legs. Been thinking about it all day,” she says, already pulling the blue uniform shirt over her head.

“Jesus, ’Lissa, I just gave you my cock this morning. I’m here for my brother. His old lady is in bad shape. It’s not the time to be f*cking you.”

“It’s not the time to be getting shit to make you high, but I don’t see that stopping you. Come on! It can be a quickie, I’m on duty anyway.”

Fuck it. I grab her by the back of the neck and push her over the small desk, with her ass facing me. Any other woman might have second thoughts, but not her. She helps me by sliding her pants down over her ass.

“This is going to be hard and fast,” I tell her and that’s the only warning she gets. I undo my pants just enough to get my dick out.

“Just how I like it, baby,” she purrs.

I fish around in my pocket for a condom and quickly glove up. Then, I lean over her looking at the small shelf. I push shit out of the way, ignoring how it falls to the ground. I grab a large white bottle with purple writing that says lubricating jelly.

“What’s this shit for?” I ask squeezing the cold gel out in my hand.

“We use it for probes and things like ultrasounds,” she says gasping because her hand is already working her clit.

I use my free hand to slide the gel all over my latex covered cock. If I was a better f*cking man I’d make sure that ass had lube. I’m not. I haven’t been a good f*cking man for a while. No one has noticed and I’m fast approaching the point where I don’t give a f*ck.

Once my cock is covered enough, I grab her hips and slap her f*cking ass hard. She gasps.

“Well get ready to be probed by my cock then.”

She laughs and turns to the side watching me. She moves her hands over her breasts and squeezes them until the skin goes white.

I push her back around to the position I need. “Pull these f*cking ass cheeks apart if you want my dick, you’re going to take it up the ass like the dirty little slut you are,” I demand.

She does as I order and her hips are bucking back against me, eager for the reaming I’m about to give her. When she pulls those cheeks apart, exposing the pretty pink rosette of her ass, I rub the head of my dick over it a few times, watching at how the clear lube, slickens up so it’s nice and wet and waiting for me. I position my hand over her mouth. ’Lissa is a screamer and while normally I dig that shit, I’m not about to be discovered in a supply closet, with my pants down and pills in my pocket.

“Bite down on my hand to keep quiet and we’ll get this ride done.”

As romance goes, it’s shit, but this isn’t about hearts and flowers. I plunge into her ass hard and her teeth bite into my hand and I growl at the flash of pain. I f*ck her harder in retaliation. I’m pounding her hard. Hell my balls spank against her * with each thrust and she’s so wet I can feel it, even with the brief contact. Her ass is so f*cking tight she’s strangling my cock. I push my hand down on her back, flattening her against the desk and causing her ass to thrust out even more. That slight movement causes those tight anal walls to flutter around my cock and I know I’m about to f*cking blow.

“If you want to come with me like a good little whore you better start fingering that *, ’Lissa.”

She groans against my hand, but wastes no time in doing as instructed. I keep pounding her ass until I feel the heat run through my balls and feel them tighten, as my cum begins to gather. I slide out of her ass, whip the condom off and finish by jerking my load on her back and watching it run down her ass.

“Now you can smell like a dirty little slut who needs a spanking the rest of the day. I bet those doctors like working next to you smelling my jiz all over you.” I tell her taking my hand away. I wince. Damn, she made me bleed. I turn to the small sink in the corner, I take one of the rough paper towels and roughly clean off my cock and throw it on the floor. Then I wash off my hands.

’Lissa comes up behind me and runs her hands over my bare ass. I jerk away enough to pull up my pants. “No more, I need to get out and be with my brother.”

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