Chapter 98: Armadillo Eggs
*They’re like life. Spicy goodness wrapped in bacon. – Israel*
Evie moved gingerly as she got off the back of Ink’s bike. They kept her in the bedroom until around seven. At that point they all took a shower and then Tank put her in a bubble bath with a mimosa.
He then changed the sheets as Ink made omelets. After breakfast, and a nap on new satin sheets, they spent a few hours in the basement playroom.
Around noon, Law dropped off lunch from the Cookie Jar. After toasted sandwiches and spinach salad, they went back upstairs.
Between each other, the playroom and toys, the two men were able to give Evie enough orgasms that she was, indeed, walking funny when they left the house.
The vibrations of the bike against her tender clit and pierced hood, drove her to two more orgasms on the ride to the clubhouse.
Leaning into Tank’s body, she pulled herself together. “I don’t know what else you have planned, but please be gentle.”
He hugged her and chuckled against her hair as Ink gently rubbed her back. “No more for a while.”
“We need time to recover, too.” Ink added.
“You sure as hell seemed to be super men earlier.” She smiled. “I have to admit. So far, thirty is pretty damned nice.”
Ink tugged her to him and led her into the clubhouse. “Just you wait. We haven’t even gotten to the good stuff.”
The clubhouse was full of members and families. Mia was starting to show with her pregnancy. One of Molly’s pretties was talking about her latest round of morning sickness. Meagan was sitting next to Aramis and looked like she was going to pop.
Several babies were being passed around and Evie snapped one up. She sat on the couch surrounded by babies, toddlers and moms. The longing on her face was evident. Her sparkling eyes found her men and no conversation was needed.
They would get her pregnant as soon as they possibly could. Once they were married.
They didn’t want to put her job in danger. She would need a ring before a baby. Mia had lost her job at a parochial school for a relationship out of marriage. There was a lot more to it, but that had been the clause used to fire her. They did not want to be the reason Evie lost her position.
When Evie discovered that the other women brought sides, she felt bad. She had shown up to her first clubhouse pot luck empty-handed. The women, and Clay who was always included with the women, kept telling her that she was okay. That her men probably didn’t even think about it.
“So, how did the orgasmathon go?” Law asked as his sister approached where he and others stood around the grills. Unable to help herself, she smiled. “Pretty good I’m guessing.”
“Yeah.” She agreed softly as she walked into his hug. He kept his arms around her shoulders and kissed her temple.
“How does thirty feel?”
“Not bad. A little tender. A little sore. A little tired. A whole lot relaxed and awesome.” She smiled up at her brother. “Except it’s a pot luck and-"
“I made armadillo eggs for you.” Law said. “Didn’t think that you would have had time to fix anything with those two fucking you all day.”
“Thanks. I’m not like mom, I can’t do three things at once.” She laughed at her brother.
“Bleach! I need bleach to the brain!” Law said dramatically falling to the ground.
“If you’re done being weird with your sister,” Toad nudged him in the ribs with his boot. “How do you cook these things?”
Law looked at his sister who was snuggled into Ink’s chest. “Hey, weird sister? How do you cook armadillo eggs?”
“Did you already sear the jalapeños?” she asked looking down at him where he was now stretched out comfortably.
“And cooked the sausage.” He smiled and closed his eyes.
Grinning Evie straddled him and sat on his stomach. She ran her hands down his chest and he winced as she hit a sore spot.
“You have bruises.”
“I do.” He grinned.
“You got laid.”
“So did you.”
“Happens frequently.”
“Again, weird.” Cookie agreed.
“Go cook some eggs, Eves.”
“Okay, Slaw, but I wanna see.” She told her brother as she stood up and took over one of the grills. Placing the bacon wrapped jalapeños on the grill, her brother added in general, “And added barbecue sauce.”
“Mom overnighted them to you.” Evie stated and her brother looked guilty.
“There’s a couple of steaks there too if you don’t want to cook them.” Law said getting up and taking off his shirt.
“Damn, brother, who’d you get in a fight with?” Absalom asked looking at all the bruises.
With all the jalapeños on the grill, Evie turned to look at her brother. “I would ask if you were going to see her again, but some of those are healing. And from the goofy look on your face, she’s a good lay.”
“Your turn.” He made a motion to his sister who turned around and took off her shirt. Law gave a low whistle at the crisscross red marks on her back. “You may not need what’s up in my room.”
“You’re okay with them doing that to your sister?” Toad asked as she pulled her shirt back on.
“As long as I’m not the one that has to decide if we start carrying a new line of whips, floggers, spankers, paddles and bindings.”
“Oh, the horrible things I must endure.” Evie murmured as she tended the grill.
“Yeah, we can tell you’re heartbroken.” Law teased kissing her hair.
“Who’s breaking your heart?” Trigg asked as he joined the group.
“My brother is being mean to me on my birthday.”
“We can’t have that can we?” he said looking at Law. “I’ll tell Sam to beat him up.”
“I will accept my punishment.”
“Sam?” Toad asked. “Lincolns daughter?”
“Ohhh….” Evie crooned as she took the jalapeños off the grill.
“Hush you.” He grinned.
“I’m calling the dads later.”
“I will help you set up your classroom if you don’t.”
“Deal. But I want details.” She put the two steaks on the grill, flipped them and then pulled them off.
“I think that is still mooing.” Knuckles said motioning to the steaks and the siblings grinned and nodded.
“I get it.” Toad said. “If you don’t want to cook them.”
“Go enjoy your very bloody steak, pet.” Ink suggested before giving her a kiss.
“Go on, luv, we need to talk to Toad and Trigg.” Tank added after his kiss.
“Come away, little sister, let us eat our dead cow and discuss our sex lives.” Law offered his hand.
“We shall, my darling older brother.”
As they walked off the group around the grills looked at the two men.
“You do know that they were on a video chat the other day in the bar talking about blow job techniques.” Toad stated more than asked.
“Must have been the day of the sisters call.” Ink mused. “She tried some new tricks that they had discussed.”
“Their family owns sex clubs, toy stores and other adult entertainment venues in all fifty states. Sex is literally a second language.” Tank said. With a shrug he added, “You get used to it.”
