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  Pearl’s Awakening

  Devil’s Iron MC

  Book 3

  Dedication

  I would like to give thanks where thanks are due as always. To my wonderful and supportive family and friends who are always there with me to work through any issues or problems I was having with the book, some more than others;)

  Especially to my husband, for giving me the time to write out the thoughts that are in my head.

  I LOVE YOU LONG AND HARD.

  I would like to give a special shout out to all the help I have had with promoting and getting the word out there about all of my bundles of love. The indie world has been super supportive and helpful every step of the way. It is surprising to me that women I have never met, are on such a level and have been such a support system every step of the way. It rocks that y’all have been here for me from simple swag questions to formatting questions to help with graphics as well as promoting, and everything in-between...

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  Copyright © 2016 by GM Scherbert

  All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof

  may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever

  without the express written permission of the publisher

  except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

  This novella is intended for reader 18 and older as it contains adult themed sexual situations and inappropriate language.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Printed in the United States of America

  First Printing, 2016

  Cover Art: GM Scherbert

  Editing & Formatting: Avril Stepowski

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1- Pearl

  Chapter 2 – Pearl

  Chapter 3- Blaze

  Chapter 4 – Tank

  Chapter 5– Pearl

  Chapter 6–Tank

  Chapter 7- Blaze

  Chapter 8- Pearl

  Chapter 9 – Pearl

  Chapter 10 – Tank

  Chapter 11 –Blaze

  Chapter 12- Pearl

  Chapter 13 – Tank

  Chapter 14- Blaze

  Chapter 15 – Pearl

  Chapter 16 – Tank

  Chapter 17 – Blaze

  Chapter 18 – Pearl

  Chapter 19 – Tank

  Chapter 20 – Pearl

  Chapter 21– Tank

  Chapter 22 – Pearl

  Chapter 23 – Blaze

  Chapter 24 – Tank

  Chapter 25 – Pearl

  Chapter 26 – Tank

  Chapter 27 – Pearl

  Chapter 28 –Blaze

  Chapter 29- Tank

  Chapter 30 – Pearl

  Chapter 31 –Blaze

  Chapter 32 –Pearl

  Chapter 33 – Tank

  Chapter 34 – Blaze

  Chapter 35 – Pearl

  Chapter 36 – Tank

  Chapter 37 – Pearl

  Chapter 38 – Blaze

  Chapter 39 – Tank

  Chapter 40 – Pearl

  Chapter 41 – Blaze

  Chapter 42 – Pearl

  Chapter 43 – Tank

  Chapter 44 – Blaze

  Chapter 45 – Pearl

  Epilogue

  Prologue

  Tank opened my eyes to so many new things. He introduced me to his world and left me to fall victim to it. I might never be able to forgive the man who left me to be raped and beaten. Why can’t I get him the fuck outta my mind, no, my dreams, now that he is back? I promised myself to Markus and I will not go back on my word.

  Blaze was the man I choose to be with. He was my old man, my Master, and will be my husband or would be if I hadn’t run, again. Seeing him and Abraham fighting took me back to a time in my life when I promised myself that I would only live for myself and my kids. What I want will never be put on the back burner again to soothe some man.

  With the girls to watch over, and this little guy on the way as well, I will never put someone before my and our happiness again. Never.

  Chapter 1- Pearl

  Walking into the bedroom, I see both of the men who have been on my mind standing on either side of the bed. Neither is wearing a shirt and the ink that is covering their bare chests is sending a jolt of arousal straight to my core. Both have looks of disappointment and hurt on their faces that were caused by my actions.

  As I take a step further into the room, I hear a rough growl followed by, “Little One, shut and lock that door behind you, then strip out of your clothes and kneel on the end of the bed before your Sir and your Master. It is time to pay for all of your distrust, lack of faith, and disrespect to us.”

  As I raise my eyes to those of the man that I have seen only once in the last four months, I try to talk but am quickly cut off.

  “Yes, do as your Sir commands. Head down, no eye contact, and no noise, Pet. You have to answer for your transgressions and give your Master and Sir what they see fit to take. You will do so beginning now.”

  Taking a step back, I shut the door and turn the lock making my way back to these men. As I take my first step I raise my arms and the shirt I am wearing is up and off over my head, as I throw it to the floor. With my next step I am reaching behind myself to remove my bra, dropping it on top of the shirt I had just discarded. With the next step I am kicking off my shoes, and I pull the skirt and panties I have on down off my hips. Kicking them aside, I reach the bed and turn on my heel to face the closed door. Slowly getting myself into position, which is harder with the baby filling my belly, I wait for the reprimand and punishment I know are coming.

  I sit there for several minutes lost inside of my own head. Starting to think of nothing but the position that I have been asked to wait in and the reprimand I am in store for.

  My knees are spread wide, hands resting palms up on my thighs, and my head is down. As I am lost in my thoughts, the men both come around the bed and I can feel them near me. The scents of both of them fill my nose as I take a deep breath in.It’s calming my nerves to know that they are so close, even if they are upset with me.

  “Move up on the bed girlie, and position the pillows under and around yourself so that you can be comfortable, making sure that our baby is not under any stress before we begin to work you over.” Abraham’s rough voice comes out as his hand reaches out to my right to help me up.

  Another hand reaches out on my left as I hear, “Yes, Pet, get up on the bed on all fours and make sure that our babe is comfortable, because you are in for it. If you thought one of us taking our punishment out on you was too much, you will find out quickly that we work so much better together. Of course, better for whom would be the fucking question.”

  Helping me up onto my feet,both of these men, my men, cannot stop themselves from running their free hands over the expanse of my belly. It is the first time that Abraham has touched me since he found out about the baby, since he left, since he found out about Markus’ claiming of me. It is also the first time that these men that are in my head, my heart, and own me in every way, have touched me together since that night in the Dungeon all those months back. The electricity that flows where our bare flesh meets is something that I have never felt before, and it both scares and excites me.

  Moving towards the bed I notice some toys laid out near the top of the bed. I see a flogger, paddle, cat o’nine tail, and a ball gag, among other things. These m
en definitely have a plan for what will be happening to me tonight. A shiver goes through my body as I crawl onto the bed and position the pillows under me so that I am on all fours but my baby is still supported.

  In front of me, Abraham grabs for the paddle while Markus grabs the cat o’nine tail and they both move towards the end of the bed. I feel a smooth hand run over and between my ass cheeks. Then a forceful thud is heard seconds before the pain in my ass is registered. Abraham falls into a pattern with the paddle and as I start to find peace, the swats are quickly stopped.

  That is when I hear the shuffling of feet and I imagine that Markus is stepping up and I know that the cat o’nine will be landing quickly on my ass. I jerk at the first touch of it to my flesh and hiss as the feeling registers. He is relentless as he proceeds to land whack after whack on my tender flesh. As I am again starting to find peace with the punishment I am receiving, it is quickly stopped, just as the paddle was.

  I feel the bed dip near the headboard. My eyes come up slightly and I see Markus kneeling in front of me. He is naked and his cock is thick and at the ready in his hand.

  “Pet, take me into your mouth. Abraham will continue on with your punishment, so please do be careful with my cock while he is wielding his whip.”

  As the word whip rolls off my Master’s tongue,I hear it crack behind me. Taken aback by the noise, I am not quick enough to open my mouth and Master starts to slap his cock against my cheeks. “Open Pet.” As his cock is driven deep inside of my mouth, causing me to gag almost instantly, I feel the first kiss of the whip on my ass. Straining to keep still as the whip continues its assault, the cock in my mouth continues to test my gag reflex at the same time.

  Markus rises to his knees and begins to fuck my mouth with abandon, gripping tightly onto the hair at the back of my head to give him some leverage. As the crack of the whip comes to a stop, I feel Abraham’s hands slowly move up my thighs. His fingers run through the slick heat of my pussy just before I feel his cock at my entrance. My eyes lift up to question my Master and he only nods at me as he continues the assault on my mouth, and that is when I feel Abraham’s cock enter me in one slow stroke.

  The double-sided assault continues for a while and I catch myself fighting the pleasure that keeps threatening to explode from within me.

  I hear growled out from behind me a groan each time my Master slams deep into my throat, “Fuck Markus, keep that up. Each time she gags on your cock her cunt squeezes my cock so tight. Wait until you feel it, it is fucking unbelievable. I cannot wait for us to be fucking her together to see if she takes both of us just as well.”

  With a loud pop Markus pulls his cock from my mouth while Abraham pulls himself out of my cunt. I am slowly lifted off the bed and the pillows are pushed aside rapidly. I do not have to wonder for long what the next step in their plan will be.

  Abraham lays down on the bed on his back with his cock held tight in his hand while Markus leads me to the edge of the bed. I slowly climb onto the bed and position myself on top of Abraham hovering above him for a few seconds before I impale my cunt on his waiting cock. Starting to move up and down slowly, I feel a warm breath from behind me on my ear.

  “Pet, you will need to lean forward some so that your Mastercan seat himself deep in your ass while your Sir is fucking that sweet cunt.”

  Leaning forward slightly I feel Abraham’s hands come up to help support my weight. At the same time, I feel cool lube being rubbed around my asshole. Markus slowly slides one, then two fingers in, stretching me out as Abraham continues his attack on my pussy. After pumping in and out of my ass a few times, I feel Markus’ thick cock at my entrance and Abraham stills himself in my pussy when Markus slowly enters me, filling me completely.

  A feeling of absolute euphoria erupts within me as soon as both men start to move in perfect tandem. Which is only intensified by hearing both of them in unison order me to “Come.” When the first waves of pleasure hit, which happens within moments of them starting to move, I have the biggest orgasm of my life.

  Chapter 2 – Pearl

  Startlingawake from the dream that my mind was just pleasuring itself with, I find myself alone in the bed. I look over to the bed next to me and see Iris and Rose sleeping soundly. I pulled over on the highway at the most deserted looking motel that I could find and paid cash, knowing that Blaze would be on the lookout if I used one of my cards, for this dismal little hole.

  I just don’t know what I was thinking: first Tank, then Blaze, and now what? I am fucking alone again.Of course, I did it to myself this time. When I saw Tank and Blaze fighting in the office at the Dungeon I had to go. I cannot fucking handle men that use their fists too close to me, especially when I am not only worried about myself, but about this babe, My Baby.

  I just don’t think that Markus and Abraham can handle the feelings that I have for them, both of them. I could never pick one over the other and would never want to. These are the only two men that have been able to show me my true self, and I could not bear to witness one of them break when I chose the other. It was so much fucking easier when Tank was not visible and before he betrayed me.

  Instead I broke both of their hearts as well as my own, yet again, great fucking turn of events for me in this fucking life.

  After I get the girls up and we eat a quick breakfast, I continue to drive towards the cottage that my stupid fuck of a dead husband left to the girls. I get lost yet again in thoughts of the family that I am trying to build,once again, on my own.

  We stop off quickly while driving through Waupun to get some much needed supplies to last the next few days that we will be hiding out up here. I wake the girls and we quickly make our way through the store to grab our supplies: food, diapers, dog food, and such.

  As we make our way back towards the SUV, I notice Hilda jumping around the back. She must need to use the bathroom, so I grab her leash, quickly latching her up, and walk her over to the far side of the parking lot, while still pushing Iris and Rose in the shopping cart.Letting Hilda do her business we slowly walk back over towards the SUV and I load it up with first the groceries, then the dog, then finally the girls.

  I make sure that the girls have a snack before getting back on the road for what will be the last leg of the journey towards Montello. I know that no one will be at the cottage,because usually his family will let me know anytime that they would be using the cottage. Although it is technically mine, well the girls’, I have not been up here since before his death. I just can’t stand the memories that go along with him.

  Losing myself in thoughts of him, I am pulled out of them quickly as I turn the car down the long driveway of the cottage. The bumpy gravel driveway causing the girls to start questioning where we were and where we were headed.

  “Momma, where are we?” comes out loudly from Iris in the back seat.

  “We are at our cottage girls. We have not been here since before your daddy died. I thought it would be a good idea to spend some time up here before we have to head back home.”

  Reaching the house, I put the vehicle into park and take a deep breath. Before I catch my breath however, I hear Rose’s voice coming from the back seat.

  “Momma, why did we have to leave Markus’ house? We were having fun with him. We even heard Doc talking and he said that Tank, um Abraham, was around. Do you think we will get to see him? Do you think maybe you could call him and have him come up here with us? That would be so fun Momma. Maybe you could call Markus and he could come, too? What do you think Momma?”

  As the tears start to fall, I take a deep breath as I try to compose myself before answering. “That will probably not happen baby girl. Let’s get a move on though. Momma needs to get Hilda out of the truck and get the stuff unpacked before we can settle in and start watching some TV or movies. What do you think of that? Momma can make some popcorn and we can lounge on the couch for a while.”

  “I guess, Momma. Come on Iris,let’s go play with Hilda while Momma gets the stuff out of the t
ruck and gets the popcorn ready.”

  Getting the girls out of their car seats, I am thankful that it is a nice 60-degree late March day in Wisconsin. The girls will be out here playing with the dog for a while, and as I am getting the stuff out I will have to keep an eye on them, because the cottage is on a lake.

  It only takes me about thirty minutes to get all the stuff that I jammed packed into the truck out. I have the groceries put away, the clothing put away, and even have the beds all made up for us. Whoever was up here last left the place immaculate and I am grateful that at least David’s family are so much more caring and considerate than he ever was.

  My mind again drifts to both of the men that I have left and the one who left me. I have never felt such feelings,or so alive, as I do when I am with either Markus or Abraham. The relationship (if you can call it that) that I had with David was nothing short of lacking.

  David was a heavy drinker and man whore to boot. He wasn’t ready for the children I so desperately wanted. He went along with the years of fertility treatments that were needed to have both of our daughters, but not without letting his feelings on children be known. He would frequently tell me about how much different and better his life would have been if he were not tied down to a “blankety blank” wife and children. Usually not shying away from name calling, even taunting me about my looks or weight while doing so.

  The morning that I found him was bittersweet for me. After the grief had lifted the fog from my head, I felt a huge weight lift from my shoulders. Knowing that his unpredictable mood swings, from being verbally abusive to so withdrawn to where he would ignore us, was all done. No more waiting to see what would cause his next outburst.

  I shake my head to clear my thoughts of the man that broke down my confidence, self-esteem, and security. Gluing a smile onto my face I go to track down the girls, and plan to make some great spring break memories with them.

  Chapter 3- Blaze