Bellamy The Razorback MC Book 3

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SIENNA's POV:

The night went extremely easy. I hadn't wanted to turn my nose up at the clothes he got me. They were either plain or had a small brand on the side. The dresses were something I would have picked out so before going to bed I took a shower, changed into the shorts and a tank top and put out the green panties and bra and the grey dress.

When I woke up the next morning it was to the bathroom light being switched on and Bell closed the door slowly and softly as if not trying to wake me up.

I got up anyways. Determined to make him breakfast so he didn't go hungry. If I was staying here, then I was going to do something useful. He was keeping my secrets; he was helping me... he did go out and buy me clothes.

He was also hot and my kind of kinky. I wanted to think that he was a more Dominate man, most bikers were, but then then there was always that little thought in the back of my head saying maybe he liked being the Sub. You never knew until you got to know someone, and he was hard to get to know.

I dressed slowly, wondering what he was doing in the bathroom since the shower wasn't on, not to mention he took one yesterday after he got home from work, so he didn't really need one.

I wandered closer after pulling the grey dress over my head and pulled the door open. He was standing there, boxers only, shaving. His eyes darted to me when the door opened wide enough to catch his attention and we just kept eye contact.

"I am making breakfast. How do you like your eggs?" I asked and he sighed and looked from me to his neck where he started shaving again. I was growing wet from watching him do something so simple.

"Scrambled is fine." He told me and I nodded slowly before watching him. There was something fascinating about watching a man shave. How careful their hands were, how focused their eyes were with each stroke of the razor. I remember my dad showing me how he did his line up since he always had a beard, like my brother does now... but I always liked a more well-groomed face. Bellamy's face was f*****g perfect. Thick jaw, full lips, eyes that could make you tell secrets... he made me want to play.

I took a moment to watch him almost finish up half his face before I finally turned and left him alone to focus. I pulled the pan from the drying rack and turned it on, getting some butter and putting it in the pan while I grabbed five eggs and turned to get a bowl and fork out.

I whipped them together, adding a bit of milk at the last second before pouring them into the hot butter and slowly stirring them so they were fluffy and not stiff.

I pulled them off the burner and was turning to dish his plate when he walked out, and he grabbed the salt and pepper before looking over the eggs as I put them in front of him.

"They look good. Thanks." He cracked the pepper and shook the salt before even trying a bite and I moved to do my two eggs the same way and while I was just starting to eat, he started to get things ready to go. I saw him grab the bible where I had found it yesterday and he looked around before nodding slowly like he was sure he didn't need anything else.

"Hey Bell?" I called out, for some reason I wanted to try something... test him. Play just a little bit to see if this was all one sided.

"Yeah?" He asked and he pulled out his phone from his pocket since he didn't seem to plan on earing his cut.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked and walked closer and he nodded and watched me take a few steps closer.

"Ask what you want." He told me and it was so calm I knew he wouldn't see what I was asking coming.

"Are you a Dom or a Sub?" I asked and his eyes narrowed instead of going wide and he turned to me fully and seemed to watch me now.

"Should I be answering that Sienna? Do you know what that even means?" He took a step closer to me now and I just kept staring into his eyes. They were blue, like a very deep blue. I licked my lips and tried not to wince at the cut, thankfully the swelling was going down. "Do you know what those mean?"

"I wouldn't say I am an expert, but I've been on the receiving end from some Doms, had some sub training in college." He stepped closer, his lips going up in a sneer and I felt my heart beating faster until his hands touched my hip and his hands went around and I let him pull me into his chest. I didn't hesitate to touch him, I wrapped one arm around him as well and didn't act shy.

"You're off limits for more than that reason Sienna. You’re my boss’s little sister. His baby sister." He told me slowly, his hand moving from wrapping around me to retreating but I just shrugged.

"Ryan has no say in who I let control my body or pleasure. If he did, I would still be a virgin." I told him and he narrowed his eyes even harder, his lips going into a frown now instead of a sneer. "What if I set up the s*x swing, I found... what if I waited in it for you?"

"Sienna... this isn't a good idea. I have to take my foster mom to church and then she wants Brunch. We can't do this." He shook his head and pulled away, holding me back slightly as he looked my body up and down.

"Bell, do you really think this isn't a good idea?" I asked him and he took a deep breath and looked into my eyes before shaking his head. "Then I suggest a trial. Until my lip heals, we'll go at it like rabbits when you're here... if we like it... we keep going. If we don’t, we act like it never happened." I told him and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before looking at me again. I felt naked to his eyes, but it only made me wetter when he licked his own lips and nodded slowly as if thinking I was right.

"Fine. A trial. I don't want to be shot again Sienna. If this isn't right for me, I have to know you aren't going to run off and tell Razor. If this isn't right for you, you need to tell me right away." He told me and I nodded and bit my own lip as he shook his head like he couldn't believe what he just said. "f**k me." He sighed and moved away again. I trotted behind him so I could watch him drive off and when he got just out the door he reached in, pulling me out, and he slammed his lips onto mine.

I wanted to wince at the pain of my lip, but pain always did get me going. I kissed him back, my arms wrapping around his neck and he gripped my waist and pulled me up just slightly so he wasn't bending over too much before he went further down with his other hand and he hiked my leg up over his hip.

I moaned and he pulled back as soon as the sound was ending, and he set me down slowly. Turning he left like that wasn't the best goodbye kiss I ever got... well technically it was the best and only goodbye kiss I had. Most guys I had been with left when I was sleeping, or I left... or it wasn't that kind of set up.

I watched him drive off, not bothered in the least, and when he was out of sight I turned and walked back into his house, locking the door, going to the couch and sitting back knowing he wasn't going to be back anytime soon. He said before 2, it wasn't even 8am yet.

BELLAMY'S POV:

I drove, trying not to think about Sienna and her playing me right into her hands 10 minutes ago. I tried to focus on what Ms. Gina was going to be talking to me about, what lesson from the bible I would be learning about again from her.

To be honest I wouldn't have even looked up the b**m community without knowing some punishments mentioned in the bible. I wanted to know what the scars looked like, what other things they did... and boom... 17 year old kid found some pretty f****d up porn and the interest in the 'craft' as some people call it took off.

I'd been to the big clubs in the big cities, some Subs that were older than me at the time took some hard swats and uneducated slashes from me while they taught me about it, but I was thankful in the end. I knew there would be some psycho s**t going on in my brain telling me why I felt the need to 'hurt' women, but I didn't care that much.

I knew what I liked, and I did it with anyone who was willing. Anyone who would explore that side with me. The Biker Bunnies had been all for some of the toys and spankings, even light role play, but this s**t, the 'torture' aspect and teasing and the real pain of it all didn't interest them. Which made me not interested in them at all.

I shook off the thoughts as I pulled up in front of Ms. Gina's home and she was already down the stairs waiting for me on the sidewalk. I was 4 minutes late. "About time. I was thinking you forgot about me." She chided as she opened the side door and got in. I waited until she was buckled, and the door locked before putting the truck back into gear. "How was that girl you had over the other night?"

"She's fine. Staying with me for a little while longer." I told her and she turned her eyes to me quickly and she smiled.

"Someone special then?" She asked and then turned to me fully. "Well? What's her name?"

"Sienna." I told her and she started asking questions I didn't know the answer to. Her birthday, her favorite color, her hobbies... well I could lie about that one.

"We're still getting to know each other. It wasn't the best of circumstances when I met her. She loves to cook." I told her and she lit up and asked what she had made me. "Last night she made me stuffed bell peppers and this morning she made me very fluffy eggs."

"So, she's feeding you... good. I remember what you were like as a 17-year-old. Ate like a vacuum." She muttered the second part under her breath, and I kept driving as she told me things that she remembered about me when I was younger.

She kept talking until we got to the church and then I let her out while I went to find a parking place a little further off in the parking lot. She went in and after I walked through the doors she was waving me down and making sure I sat next to her so she could now keep an eye on me and make sure I was singing and praying along with the pastor.

I sat with her through the service, sang, prayed, said AMEN, did my part. I waited for her to be done and then we were on our way to her favorite diner. I walked in with her and we sat down. People around here knew she was a foster mom so she could walk in with any kid and they would be welcomed. I remember the first time I walked into the church and was the only white kid... I had assumed the worst, that I would be picked on, or whispered about... but they just talked to me like a regular person. Like they couldn't see just why I was with this woman and assumed what I had gone through.

Same with this diner. The guy that owned it was also part of the congregation and always seemed to be nice and sweet to Ms. Gina, sometimes letting her skate by on paying her food bill depending on what she got, and he never let her leave without a dessert.

Sitting down, ordering what we usually did I turned the tables on her. "So... Ms. Gina when are you going to start dating Mr. Wilks?" I asked her, making her eyes turn wide and she let her mouth drop open. "Come on now, we talked about my love life, it's your turn. You deserve to be happy just like me." I told her and she blinked before shaking her head like she couldn't believe what I had brought up.

"Bellamy you and I will not talk about this when the man can walk up and hear us." She told me and I smiled and laughed just lightly when she kicked me under the table, and I turned to the man coming up behind her and kept my smile.

"How did you both like the service today? I went early and had to leave to open up like always, but I thought it was going amazing." Mr. Wilks was a nice older man that had given me my first job before I left him high and dry for a starting construction job. It had paid more at the time and while Ms. Gina liked having me around to help fix stuff, when I was 18, I had to go so she could have more foster kids in her care. They wouldn't have placed any others if I had been living there.

They were both good to me, better than my mother, and more permanent than my uncle. They were my family away from the club, and while the club was more of my life now... Ms. Gina would come first on Sundays.

My life has always been complicated and adding Sienna into the complicated mess wouldn't be that much of a bad thing if something good came out of it.

I couldn't wait to start my trial with her.

But first... I needed to know her limits, her experience, her kinks, her needs. I needed to know everything.