Bellamy The Razorback MC Book 3

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SIENNA'S POV:

I walked around his house when he left... looking through things, not getting a lot of dirt, but then I came upon a key... and I just looked around until I saw a hole on the nightstand. I walked closer and tried the key and it unlocked. I pulled it open and saw straps, and as I pulled it out, I realized it was a s*x swing.

I immediately looked up and tried to find a place that he had hung it up before and I saw that it was actually just above the bed. I carefully put the straps on the bed and looked through the drawer again and saw more straps, and I noticed they were the ones that were soft comfort for being strapped to the bed. Looking at the studs and seeing the small attachments that would clip into the cuffs.

I kept digging, finding glass anal plugs, glass dildos, metal ones too. I knew you could keep these kinds for multiple partners if they were cleaned properly. I kept going through the lower drawers, there were some paddles, some clamps, a single whip and four different types of floggers.

Religious man? Sure. Innocent? Not even close. More enticing. Oh, f**k yes.

I put things back as they were and kept it unlocked as I put the key back under all his socks. I found a bible in the living room; it was tucked in with some DVDs he had. It didn't have any notes or looked like he went through it a lot.

I looked through the kitchen to make myself lunch, and he didn't have too many things for dinner, but he might be willing to go and get something so I could make dinner for him. He had been eating Tara's food, and no one, not even her future man had to endure that. I hope the guy she fell for would be a good cook.

I ate and made the stupid mistake to eat something spicy on my sandwich with my split lip and I was back to icing my face and kind of soaking it with milk. When 3pm rolled around my phone kept going off with calls from some girls from work, and my boss Joey. I was supposed to be on stage, and while I tried to explain that I couldn't come in, he started cursing me out, shouting that I owed him money and that if he saw he me would drag me back to the club until I paid him what I owed.

I kept my phone on silent until Bellamy walked in the door. He was dirty and dusty and he asked me if I knew what I wanted for dinner and I told him I could make a list of things he needed to get from a store so I could make an entire meal.

"I'm going to shower and change before I head out." He called out as he headed into the back and I just nodded and kept writing on the small papers I found on the fridge. I hesitated before adding a few things I could add on for tomorrows meals. It was Sunday so I figured he didn't have to work.

He took less than ten minutes and then he was out, in his cut, new clothes and the closer he got, the more I smelled him. He had some kind of cologne or something that made me want to curl into him and just stay there.

"I figured you won’t want to go back to the store tomorrow when I make dinner then, so I added a few things." I told him and held it out and he took it, reading it over before nodding. "Fajitas is the plan tonight." I added just in case he had a problem with that.

"That's fine. Tomorrow I won't be here for breakfast or lunch either. But I will be here before two." He told me and I opened my mouth to ask why, but then I saw his cross again, and I realized he would be at church.

"Ok... umm, are you going to need to get up at a certain time? I could still make breakfast." I offered and he shook his head before looking around.

"Did you clean?" He asked and I nodded, and he sighed. "You don't have to clean."

"I made myself lunch and dropped some stuff, so I cleaned up." I told him and shrugged, and he sighed. "By the way... I will need to go and get my car from the club at some point, so it isn't towed, and Joey doesn't do anything to it." I let the second part slip out... I knew that. His eyes took on a look and I just gulped.

"Why would Joey G do something to it?"

"He's been calling, saying I need to be at work, that I owe him money." I told him and he sneered, and I just bit my tongue to stop from adding onto it.

"He took money from you last night, all that you made?" He asked and I nodded slowly, he knew that already. "He done that before?"

"Sometimes, depends on how much we all make. If we don't even get 100, he takes it." Some nights would be slow, like Tuesdays, some Mondays, and mostly Thursdays before payday. I had been working there two months, but now I had a steady take. My first ever night I made close to a thousand and Joey took half of that.

"I will get your car back, give me the keys." He waved at me and I walked around him and went through my purse before handing over my keys. "If I do get your car back, you have to stay here, no going out and getting things." He told me and I nodded and then paused before pushing my lips together. "What?"

"What am I supposed to wear? I can't keep wearing your clothes or changing into what I wore here." I told him and he paused for a second and looked me up and down.

"I will get you some clothes. I am sure I can find something."

"I can shop for myself." I told him and he sighed and looked over my face.

"Not with your face looking like that. People will talk, they will see my cut and see your face and it won't look good." He told me slowly and I had to remember what people assumed before I just wrote it off.

"So, you're what? Going to go and pick out all my clothes... my panties and bras too?" I asked and knew after a split second; I had asked the wrong thing because his eyes took on a haze and his mouth turned into a slight smirk.

BELLAMY'S POV:

I thought about her walking around in bra and panties, and tried to keep the images flowing so I can focus again, but the thoughts kept coming, the combinations, her in red, bright and dark, and light... in black and then in white, and all the other colors of the f*****g rainbow.

"Bell?" I snapped my eyes up to her face and she was watching me amused and I just shrugged.

"Either I do it or you can keep wearing my things." I told her and she nodded slowly and then walked over to her purse and pulled out a huge wallet. "No." I knew what she was going to hand me, and I wasn't going to take it. 

"I have to give you money to buy my clothes." She insisted and pulled out a hundred and I shook my head before grabbing the list.

"Write down your sizes. There is a shop by the market I usually go to. I will see what they have." I told her and she sighed and looked around before getting the pen. She wrote the stuff down before she handed over the list, and the cash. 

"Please... if not for the clothes then for the food I am going to be eating." I took the cash, knowing I was going to put it back in her purse later when she went through the clothes.

"I will try not to be too long."  I told her and she nodded slowly before walking with me towards the door. "Should I focus on a certain color?"

"Pink, or black, or red... anything but white really." She told me and I nodded slowly as I walked out of the door and I went for the truck rather than my bike since I would need the room. I started it up and headed out, knowing that I was not ready to know what she was wearing under all the clothes I was about to get her.

I drove to the store, trying to make a plan about how to go about this. I knew some lady wasn't going to come up and see me and offer to help me out. This wasn't going to be easy or cute. I was going to look like a perv shifting through women's bras and panties, and clothes.

If she didn't need clothes, I would have offered to let her pick them out online. I walked through the parking lot when I got there, the list of groceries and the list of sizes in my cut next to my cigarettes and I cut my losses and went in before I paused to have one.

I went right to the shoes, finding socks and tossing them in the little basket I got. I went through and saw some hair ties and figured she might want those too. I weaved my way through the store until I saw the matching sets of panties and bras and I realized it would be easier to just get the sets. Checking the prices and sizes, I got her 5 pairs and then moved on to the pants. I got a couple pairs of shorts since it was hot and figured she could also sleep in them. I got some tank tops and if she got cold, she could just slip on one of my shirts. I got to the shirts and went with her colors.

Black, pink, red, and stayed away from white. Then I was heading to the register when I saw dresses and I sneered before going through some and finding a blue dress, and then finding a grey dress that wasn't as long.

Putting it all in the basket I went to check out, getting three bags filled up I ignored the lady asking if it was for my girlfriend or my sister, or if I was donating these things. I just swiped the card, grabbed the bags and receipt in case something didn't fit, and headed out.

I stuffed them under the seat before doing the rest of the grocery shopping easily. There wasn't a single person staring at me, there wasn't questions beyond the 'Did you find everything you needed today'... and the rest of the ride home... I realized that maybe it wasn't so bad to shop for a woman, but that would only be if you knew her.

I didn't know Sienna from another woman in the club. I knew she was family, and off-limits. If they weren't sisters, they were old ladies, and if they weren't either of those, they were shared women no one usually made a real go of things with. The Biker Bunnies were fun when you're new... but after you had your fun and threesomes and finding their limits... it wasn't all that interesting.

I pulled up to the house and saw her coming out, still in my boxers and shirt and I reached under and grabbed the bags of clothes and stuff before handing them to her as I got to the door. She looked at them and nodded slowly. I went back to get the food and when I turned at the door, I saw her back there, waiting for more bags. 

I assumed she would have gone into the bedroom and shifted through them right away. But here she was, not stepping out since she was barefoot, but ready to help me unload groceries. I took her two bags and went back for my own. She started shifting through the bags, she pulled out the cheese and set it in the fridge before she moved on and saw the yogurt and butter. She put them away as I went out to get the last three bags.

"Is that it?" She asked me and I nodded. "I can put this stuff away if you want to look through the clothes and tell me if you want to get something else." I told her and she shook her head.

"I can do that later; I am staying, and I bet you are too." She waved it off and I helped her put things away before seeing her move right into cutting up some bell peppers and starting on some meat and sausage combination.

She worked well through the process and for some reason I watched her like I did when Tara cooked, seeing if I would like what she put into the food so I knew how to pretend when I tasted it. But she wasn't putting anything weird into the food, but regular spices that would all blend together.

She put the little tops of the peppers back on and into a dish before turning to me and smiling. "Do you like cooking shows? I can talk you through what I am doing next time." She giggled and then smiled at me wide when I shrugged.

"At least you know what you are doing. Tara likes to add the sweet and spicy together... extra work for the taste buds I think she called it once. Tasted like sweet tomato sauce with a spicy garlic aftertaste." I told her and she made a face and shivered.

"Tara was a good big sister, but not so much a good cook. Ever. She never cooked soup right. Always left the noodles crunchy." She told me and when my oven beeped saying the preheat was done, she moved to put the stuffed bell peppers in the oven.

"Will you check the clothes now so I can put the things you don't want close to the door so in the morning I will remember to take them back?" I asked and she looked up at me and then nodded before wiping her hands and going towards the couches.

I saw her take the bags one by one and dump them out. She held up the shirts, the dresses, the jeans, the shorts... and then she saw the matching sets and she just looked at the tag instead of holding them up to her.

I didn't mind... seeing her hold them was enough for me to imagine her wearing them. They were mostly plain with some pretty parts on the cups or the straps, none of them were see through but three pairs of the panties were thongs. Not that intentional.

But still... a plus.