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"Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey."
-Lord Byron
His large hands were running up and down her sides, the calloused pads of his fingertips memorizing every curve and design of her body; a mental blueprint he would soon not forget. She squirmed below him, eyes closing in ecstasy, her skin on fire from his touch. Ryder threw her arms around Niall's broad shoulders, warmth radiating from him. Small moans of pleasure graced her thin pink lips as her breathing became labored and uneven to match her boyfriends. She was forced to spread her legs further when Niall lost balance and fell on top of her. She almost wanted to laugh at his clumsiness but instead pulled him further into her, his full weight bearing on her chest and torso. His dark and lustful turquoise blue eyes locked with her lustful green irises before he attacked her neck with kisses; enough nipping and sucking that she would no doubt have deep purple and yellow marks to show for it. Her sweet perfume tickled his nose, sending him into over drive when the raven hair girl ran her nails down his shoulder blades. Their two bodies flowed together like a running river, moving in sync to each others needs.
Niall's hips rocked back and forth in a steady motion, occasionally knocking against Ryder's. Her brain fogged with pleasure as he pulled all the way out before slamming back into her. The blonde pulled himself back up, bracing on the bed with his palms, leaving an unwanted chill dancing across Ryder's bare chest at his absence. He loved to watch her when she came; eyes turning a dark emerald before rolling back, cheeks flushed pink to match her needy lips that started it all. Niall could feel her growing tight around his cock and knew that she was close.
"Cum for me baby." Niall growled out and that was all it took to push his girlfriend over the edge. His thrusts quickened, becoming sloppy and rushed, as he rode her through her orgasm. Ryder let out a howl of pleasure, fisting the bed sheets at her side. Every muscle in her body shook with indulgence. Niall continued to thrust clumsily into her, his entire length filling her the brim. The woman thought she couldn't handle anymore until a grunt forced its way out of the mans mouth and she felt his warm juices inside of her. The two rode out their orgasms together, coming to a sloppy and sticky end.
"Holy fuck." Ryder whined in pleasure as her face grew warm. She could already feel Niall going soft inside her before he pulled out all the way, leaving an emptiness in the pit of her stomach.
"I know." He smirked, running a hand through her matted onyx locks. She would no doubt have to shower before accomplishing anything tonight. Ryder's mind was starting to un-fog as Niall dropped himself onto the bed next to her, both still struggling to catch their breath. "I don't know how I survived before I met you."
"What a compliment." Ryder teased, her voice raspy and spent.
"Fucking amazing, every single time." Niall rolled to his side, using a strong arm to pull the exhausted girl towards him. The green eyed girl squealed as she was pulled across the cotton sheets, her chest quickly meeting Niall's warmth. She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck as he held firm to her waist. "So damn beautiful."
"Mhmm." Ryder hummed against her man's neck, sending vibrations coursing through his body. She could see his eyes start to close as her lips pressed against the soft skin behind his ear. She trailed a warm hand down his torso, tracing the outline of his abs before continuing further down. Her boyfriend sucked in a breath and tightened his grip out of instinct. "I should go shower." She whispered into his neck. Niall responded by pulling her naked form in closer.
"No, cuddle." He mumbled, sleep threatening to overcome him at any moment.
"I have to go meet Bex, I'm already running late because of this little rendezvous." Ryder tried to squirm her way out of Niall's strong grip, pushing her palms flat against his chest for leverage. "Told her I would be there an hour ago." Niall let out a groan, his arm going slack and allowing his girl to slip out of his grasp.
"I'll always come second to her wont I?" Niall griped, eyes glued to his baby's figure as she wandered the bedroom gathering clothes.
"Probably." She laughed, "But somethings she just can't provide me with." She pulled a pair of red lace panties from a drawer, licking her lips sensually.
"How about I provide you with a little more before you go?" Niall had moved to the edge of the bed, feet planted on the beige carpet and a glint in his eye.
"You know today is wine Wednesday....Stop!" The blonde reached out, catching Ryder's waist as she passed. She giggled and dropped her belongings to the floor, arms draping around his shoulders. He placed soft kisses around her navel, running up her stomach and between her breasts. "Niall stop!" Ryder knew she needed to go but her body was telling her otherwise. She could feel Niall's cock twitching against her thigh and she needed to put a stop to this or Bex would be celebrating wine Wednesday solo.
She used all her will to push her aroused boyfriend back on to the bed, his eyes growing wide at her dominance. "I have to shower." She gave him a knowing smirk when he let out a defeated huff of air. "I'm sure you can just finish yourself off?" She gave his thigh a light smack before turning and bending at the hips, purposely sticking her ass in the air for his benefit, scooping up the clothes and then heading towards the bathroom.
Niall was always in control when it came to their sex life, something Ryder never complained about. He always knew just what she needed before she even knew herself, no shortage of putting her pleasure first. He was very very giving. But Ryder secretly loved when the tables were turned, knowing he was wrapped around her finger. That's why she wasn't surprised when the bathroom door quietly opened, letting a cool blast of air push against the shower curtain.
Ryder was in the middle of lathering her shoulder length locks, suds dripping down onto her frame, when the shower curtain was pushed back. "You can never let me shower in peace can you?"
A hungry looking Niall stepped into the shower, steam instantly radiating off his pale body. He wasted no time before grabbing at Ryder's hips and spinning her so that her back was flush against his chest. The blondes generous hands entangled themselves into her murky locks, messaging the shampoo into a soapy foam. The woman relaxed back into him, her head lulling into his collar as she reached her arms around back, running them up and down her man's hairy thighs. She moved her right hand further down, etching the muscles of her boyfriends pelvis. Without warning she grabbed his semi hard at the base, Niall sucking in a breath and letting his hands wander to her breasts. "Round two?"
"...and three...and four..." The man muttered between kisses along the top of her collar bone, his hands kneading her perky breasts. Ryder continued to slowly and painfully run her hand along the blondes length, relishing in her control. Moans of bliss gathered in her throat, threatening for release as firm hands traveled down her stomach. The steaming water didn't compare to the steamy scene the two lovebirds were creating.
Before Niall's hands could travel any further, Ryder spun on her heels pushing Niall with her. She immediately gripped her man's fully erect cock as the water ran down over his shoulders and back. She placed a tender hand against his hip bone, the other picking up the pace around his dick. The man instinctively wrapped his hands around her neck, thumbs brushing along her lower jaw, and locking their pleading lips together. He nipped at her bottom lip, tongue tracing the curve of her smile, before Ryder opened her mouth and allowed him entrance. Their tongues danced and explored each other as if they were only just meeting for the first time. Soft pleas of desire wandered into her mouth and she knew exactly what her boyfriend wanted.
She disconnected herself from him completely, causing his baby blues to go wide in bewilderment. Ryder couldn't help the adoring smile that snuck on to her face; Niall looked like a little puppy who just gotten it's favorite toy taken away. She kept her eyes linked with his as she deliberately slid down to rest on the balls of her feet, licking her lips knowingly.
Air filled Niall's lungs to capacity as Ryder flicked her tongue over his tip, swirling in tiny circles. "Jesus Ry." Niall pleased and she decided to finally obey. The woman wrapped her lips around his cock. Her hand continued to work up and down his base while her mouth went to work on the tip. She sucked in air letting her tongue tease him before taking him entirely. Gages escaped her when his dick hit the back of her throat, only adding to Niall's pleasure. She did this two more times, hands held firm to her man’s ass, before his stomach muscles tensed. She continued to work him with her hand, pumping quicker and harder until he reached his release; sticky white cum shooting onto her chest. Niall released the breathe he was holding and looked down to his soaking wet, smirking girlfriend.
"Now can I shower?"
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"I know....Yes I know! I'm sorry Bex! I'm on my way now!" Ryder spoke hastily into the phone while trying to put her sneakers on simultaneously. "I'm walking out the door right now!" She dropped the phone from her ear and hung up before her best friend could scold her anymore.
"Are you sure I can't give you a ride?" Niall was sitting at the top of the staircase; his blonde locks dripping wet and stuck to his forehead, a pair of black shorts riding low on his waist.
"You know it's only a few blocks. Plus, I could probably use the fresh air." She wiggled her dark brows at him while pushing her arms into a warm leather jacket. "I'll meet you back in bed in a few hours!" The woman grabbed her bag off the entry way bench before running out the door.
"I love you!" Niall shouted before she was out of sight.
"You too!" Ryder hollered over her shoulder, the door slamming shut behind her. The chilly London air and light drizzle was exactly what she needed to calm herself. The street on which her and Niall shared a flat was quiet as usually, except for the creaking of the front gate as she pushed it forward. The small brunette pulled her purse up tighter to her shoulder before crossing her arms over her chest. Her tattered sneakers splashed in small puddles as she took a left and headed towards her best friend Bexley's house.
Music started blaring from Ryder's purse causing her to jump in surprise. She aimlessly dug her phone from her bag while sprinting across the empty street. "I told you, I'm on my way!" She started speaking the moment she hit the call accept button.
"On your way where?" A deep, curious voice caught her off guard. But only for a moment.
"What do you want?" She spoke with an even, unamused tone.
"What? I can't just call to check up on my baby sister?"
"It's been four months." Ryder pushed the crosswalk button, teetering on the edge of the curb impatiently.
"All the more reason!" His voice was light and playful, a sure sign he wanted something.
"Spit it out already, what do you want Liam?"
"I need you to come home." He emphasized the 'need you' part, his tone becoming more demanding.
"Absolutely not." Ryder deadpanned, the light turning and signaling for her to cross the street.
"Ryder you are a part of this family whether you want to believe it or not." Liam's voice was beginning to rise, a short temper always being one of his greatest downfalls.
"I haven't been a part of THAT family in almost three years. You're the only one I even speak to anymore." Ryder listened as her older brother breathed deep, and she waited while he calmed himself.
"Ryder please, just come home. You know I'm in charge now and things are different. I just want you home." It was now Liam's turn to plead, "You don't know what's going on, it's dangerous. I can't protect you."
"I can protect myself." She bit out, somewhat hurt by Liam's condescending remarks.
"Ryder-"
"Look Liam, I have to go." She interrupted her brother, not wanting to listen to his bullshit excuses of how things had changed.
"Just be careful!" Liam got out his three last words before she ended the call. Her brother had a habit of calling every few months, begging for her to come back home; always some bullshit reason she saw right through. No matter how much he tried to convince her, things never changed when your family was head of the most powerful gang in all of London.
Ryder slid her phone back into her back jean pocket; but not before silencing it. She knew Liam's games and knew he would only call again. A chilly wind blew through the deserted street, creating a howling effect as it whipped pasted her ears. A shiver of uneasiness worked its way through Ryder's frame as she could have sworn she heard real howling in the distance. Her feet came to a halt as he ears focused on the noise. "Mother Fucker."
The woman broke out into a run, her feet haphazardly splashing water from even the tiniest puddle. Her skin began to crawl as the thoughts darted through her brain; the fight or flight instinct in full effect. Ryder knew she had to run as far as she could; Bex's flat was only a block away, but even then she was weary of the protection it could provide. She could hear the van sloshing along the pavement before she saw it, the howling growing ever more prominent and bouncing off the nearby buildings. There was nowhere for her to go, she couldn't risk putter her friend in harm’s way.
"Looks like we got a runner!" Hollers and cheers accompanied by loud bangs sounded behind her, the van gaining speed on her heels. She took a sharp left down a narrow alley, her charcoal fringe falling into her eyes. Ryder quickened her pace when tires squealed and a door slid open on rusty hinges. The howling intensified and the woman knew the time had come to fight. With a quick glance over her shoulder she could see four men scrambling out of a black delivery van. She was clearly outnumbered but maybe not out skilled.
"HOWWWLLLL!" One of the taller men shouted, gaining on Ryder's position. That was her cue. She let her bag fall effortlessly from her shoulder as she spun on her heels, the rain causing her damp locks to stick to her cheeks.
"One...two..." Her eyes darted from one figure to the other, only having seconds to come up with a plan. "Three...four..." She numbered then from most threatening to least judging by size. "Always have a plan," her father's voice floated through her mind, "have a strategy."
Ryder planted her feet against the sodden pavement; arms tensed at her sides, hands balled into fists. She may be tiny but she could pack a punch, at least that's what Liam always told her when they sparred. "Aww little girl thinks she's going to fight us?" All four men laughed and slowed their pace when they realized she had nowhere to go. Ryder just narrowed her eyes in response. The dead end alley was dimly lit and lined by two brick buildings. Four men and a van were blocking the woman's only escape route. It was time to fight.
She took off in a run, startling the men. "One." Her body collided with her first target, catching him in surprise. Her palms pushed against the thin man’s shoulders. Her knee came up and connected with his groin, sending him doubling over in pain. She gave a swift kick to his stomach as he fell to the ground, a loud groan darting from his chest. Realization struck the other men and they leapt into action.
Ryder held her own but she knew it was only a matter of time. Her fist came into contact with someone's face as another body squared up behind her. She stumbled backwards into a tall, soaking wet chest, forceful arms wrapping around her waist. Her reflexes kicked in and she started twisting and kicking but to no avail. Another dimly lit body came stampeding towards he and she used the man behind her as leverage to kick both feet outwards, colliding with another body. "Fucking hell!" The man holding her screamed, using all his strength to keep his hold.
Ryder was taken by surprise when a cloth was put over her mouth and nose. She held what little breath she possessed while she continued to resist. It was only a matter of time before her lungs would crave air and she could no longer defy the drug soaked cloth around her. "Bloody hell, she's a feisty little one ain't she?" One of Ryder's captors was on all fours in front of her, trying to catch his breath as she was forced to give into the human instinct to breathe as well. "Hopper's gonna have a right shinner to show for this one!"
"Oh bugger off." Another man spoke. The lone woman could feel her body unwillingly begin to relax, her movements becoming less; every muscle feeling heavier than the next. Ryder was all out of fight. Her breathing slow and deep, eyes threatening to close. The grip around her waist stayed strong as she was dragged backwards out of the alley and into the van. The grip was only released when she was thrown onto the van floor. Her arms pulled behind her back with so much force she thought her shoulders were going to pop out of their sockets. She wanted to scream in pain but her throat was so dry no sound came out. "Someone has to teach that little bitch a lesson." A voice grumbled from the front seat, three doors being slammed in a loud chain reaction. The engine rumbled to life, sending vibrations through Ryder's entire body.
"We'll leave that up to the boss." Ryder lay motionless, helpless on the van floor; her body heavy and thoughts foggy. Her father had always warned her something like this could happen but she thought leaving the family business would have lessened the chances. Boy, was she wrong. The brunette could no longer keep her heavy eyes open as the van got quiet except for the soft music on the radio. The last thing she heard was lyrics to an all too familiar song.
I must admit
I can't explain
All these thoughts running through my brain
It's true,
Baby, I'm howling for you