Chibs | Sick of being Used | Tig | Sons of Anarchy || Book Three

Abuse

Clara sighed moaning a bit in her sleep. She started to wake up little by little feeling the warmth pressed against her back. A smile slipped to her lips as she felt the warmth over her chubby stomach. She turned her head a bit and seen Chibs with his arm tossed over her naked body and his body pressed against her.

She hummed a little more and that must have been enough to wake him as she felt his face pressing into her neck.

"Mornin'."

She whispered a bit. Chibs sighed and groaned a little as he pressed his erection into her butt. She tensed a bit feeling warmth spread through her legs.

She grinned a bit. Ever since the agreement was signed Chibs had used that as a leverage to get her in bed as much as possible.

"Again?"

She questioned feeling Chibs's lips pressing against her neck. She shuffled in bed a bit, but Chibs had different ideas.

"Chibs!"

She gasped feeling him slide into her already sopping wetness from last night. Sliding in from behind Chibs rocked his hips into her backside while his nimble fingers came in front and rubbed circles.

And then the doorbell rang.

Rolling out of bed, Chibs went and slid on his pants with a huff. Whoever was interrupting their time together wasn't going to find a good greeting when he reached the front door. Clara couldn't help but smile a bit, glancing at Chibs as he went to leave the room walking through the halls giving herself time to climb up out of bed and get her own clothes on. Their target had been to stay in bed all day and attempt to put a child in her, but it seems like everyone else had other plans for the two of them.

By the time Clara had managed to get her top up and over her head Chibs had walked back into the bedroom. He looked at her almost defeated seeing her clothed now. She arched a brow.

"What?"

Clara questioned looking at the way Chibs was looking at her. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her stomach kissing her neck. His beard brushing across her skin causing goosebumps.

"Tiggy's here. He says the club needs me for a few hours."

"Oh of course they need you. What would they possibly do without?"

Clara half teased causing Chibs to chuckle.

"The Irish are still in town, Clara. It's about the dealing we have with them."

She frowned. But of course the Irish were still in town, her uncle and mother both wouldn't leave that fast, that wasn't her luck at all. Sighing she leaned back into Chibs's naked chest. Her hands came down across his arms that were wrapped around her in a loving manner. He held her there for a moment rocking her back and froth.

"I won't be long lovey."

"Promise?"

She asked turning to look at him better. He took that opportunity to kiss her and she allowed him. Kissing him back she couldn't help but smile a bit into the kiss. When he pulled away he hugged her one more time before he fully pulled away from her.

"Promise."

He reassured her. She smiled, though it was sad, as she watched him go over and pick up his discarded shirt that had been at the edge of the bed. He pulled it down over his chest and went to sit down on the edge of the bed pulling his boots on. He grabbed his cut and put it over his shoulders. He glanced her way for a moment seeing that she was watching his every move. He came over to her side and kissed her once more. His hands wrapping around her waist as she pushed herself closer to him.