Part 2 can be found here: https://samcrobae.tumblr.com/post/637870420669939713/two-of-hearts-part-ii
A/N: credit to original gif creator . It’s a long one. But our reward is at the end. Stay with me ❤️
4 loud knocks to your front door startle you off the couch as you were sat watching The Vampire Diaries. You look through the peephole and see EZ on the other side of your door, hands gripping the sides of his kutte.
“Ezekiel...” you defensively cross your arms across your chest, unsure how to feel now that you’re face to face with him again.
“Y/N... please, can we talk?”
You look at your feet and slowly nod your head, opening the door further, allowing him to step inside.
You sat on the couch, and he sat on the ottoman in front of you.
“Y/N... I don’t really know where to start here... but-" he began.
“Where were you?” You blankly blurt out.
“Stockton. Look, baby...let me just start from the beginning-" EZ reaches over to you and takes your hand in his, but you pull away.
Putting his head down in defeat, he fumbled with his fingers. He sucked in a breath before letting it go and explaining. “I was following a lead... I had been doing research on the guy that killed my mom... I found Him. I needed answers. I needed to know.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” You felt the tears beginning to sting your eyes, but fought to hard to keep them at bay. “Why did you go alone?”
“If I had told you, would you have let me go alone?” EZ’s jaw clenched.
“Why didn’t you tell Angel? He would have wanted to be there..”
“I needed to go alone. Angel has too much going on with the MC, I mean I’m pretty much dead to them now I’m sure, but this was personal. Club would have made him pick. I needed to go alone.”
“EZ, Angel is your brother! Marisol was his mom too! You made a decision that he should have had a say in too. That’s not fair!” You voice was now raised and you were angry. You were angry he didn’t tell you, angry he went alone, but you were even more angry that he didn’t include Angel.
“Listen Y/N I’m trying here alright? Since when do you care about Angel’s feelings so much? I’m here. I’m back now. I want you to understand why I did what I did. I want this. Us.”
There go his stupid hands again reaching for yours. You pull them away and stand up, frustratingly running your hands through your hair.
“Ezekiel....There’s no US.” Dammit the tears. They were free flowing and there was nothing you could do to stop them.
EZ stood up and walked toward you, his arms reaching for your waist, but your hands moved his away before he found it. “Y/N... what? I love you, you love me. Can’t we just make this work?”
“I love you Ezekiel... but it’s not enough, is it?”
“Wh—" it was his turn to fight back the tears, “what do you mean?”
“My love wasn’t enough. I loved you. And you left. And I get it EZ, you had to do this for you. But what about me? I spent 4 months drinking away my sorrow, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t sleep, I was afraid to be left alone with my thoughts because it all came back to you. There’s no us.”
You walked toward the front door and held it open, EZ slowly approaching.
“You said loved. Past tense.” He grimaces as he repeats your words.
EZ sped into the clubhouse parking lot, knowing full well the rest of the Mayan men would be there. This was the first time he was showing his face there in 8 long months. He didn’t care, he was seeing red.
He put his bike in park and swung the clubhouse doors open. Silence fell over the clubhouse at his reappearance, but didn’t last long as he made a run straight to Angel, shoving him hard against the wall.
“What the fuck did you do Angel?!!! What the fuck did you say to her?!”
Angel caught himself and quickly wound up, shoving EZ to the ground. Before it could go any further Bishop and Tranq were there to break it up.
“What the fuck is going on!!” Bishop shouted.
“I don’t know let’s ask Angel. Y/N doesn’t want anything to do with me but seems to care so badly about Angel and his feelings. So tell us big brother, what the fuck is going on?”
Gilly looked over at Coco, Coco intently staring back and forth between the brothers. With a breath of shock Gilly mumbled out “yeah. It’s a thing.”
Angel narrowed his eyes at his brother, trying to maintain his composure. What he really wanted to do was beat the shit out of him for breaking you the way he did.
“Oh boo fuckin hoo Ez, your girlfriend doesn’t want anything to do with you,” suddenly realization hit Angel. “Did you go see her? You talked to her?”
“Yeah Angel I talked to her. And she seemed to care more about the fact that I left you. Not her. What the fuck did you say to her? Did you fuck her that night I came home? You were coming out of my bedroom. Did you fuck my girl bro?”
“No, no one fucked anyone. Can you blame her for wanting nothing to do with you? You fuckin left her. No heads up, no explanation, you broke her Ezekiel! You didn’t see the way she cried every night, the way she fuckin doubted herself, you made her feel like she wasn’t enough man. And who was left to pick up the pieces huh? US. Your fuckin brothers!! Who was left to pick her up off the floor when she was too drunk to walk ? ME. I took care of her. I spent her birthday with her. I held her when she cried, FOR YOU. So yeah she wants nothing to do with you now, maybe she fuckin realized you ain’t shit. You didn’t love her.” Angels eyes were wild and his nostrils flared as he was inches away from his brothers face.
EZ smirked back at him, “that’s cute Angel you’re in love with her. She’ll never fuckin love you the way you need her to. Remember, she ain’t yours brother”.
Angel nodded his head and looked at the rest of the Mayan men, ready to throw shit down if it came to that. “You’re right...I didn’t fuck her. Man did I fucking want to. I’d be lying to your face if I said I wanted nothing more that night than to feel her pussy wrap around me... but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, because I would have been too ashamed of myself for letting that happen with my brothers girl but by the sounds of it, she ain’t yours anymore. Nah she ain’t my girl. Because if she was, I would have never left.”
Bishop nudged Coco in his side as he watched the argument unfold, “wait- Y/N? This is all because of Y/N? What the fuck is going on?”
Coco pursed his lips into a thin line, his eyes never leaving the brothers before him, “I don’t man, it s a whole fuckin thing.”
Before anyone could process what was happening EZ delivered a quick blow to Angels left cheek, causing him to stumble back. Once he had Angel backed into a wall he punched him again, landing a punch to his eye.
Bishop stood over them, “alright break this shit up. Take it the fuck away from here. This shit is personal. It doesn’t enter these fuckin doors. Go home Angel. EZ, get the fuck outta here . Come back tomorrow we gotta clear some shit up.”
Angel moves past Bishop, and Bishop put a hand to Angels chest stopping him in his tracks. “I fuckin mean it- go home shithead. Your home. Not Y/N’s. You love her?”
Angel looked back at Bishop, jaw slightly open.
“I need to know how to approach this shit with the prospect tomorrow. Do you love her?”
Angel had a faint glint of sorrow in his eyes but he couldn’t lie to Bishop. He slowly nods his head yes and Bishop releases his hold on him. He nods his head back in understanding and Angel walked out of the clubhouse.
You were half a bottle of wine down when you heard two pounds of your front door. Jesus Christ what now?
You assume it’s EZ again and you swiftly open the door, “EZ leave it alone——Angel.”
He turned to face you, the bruises on his face now apparent.
“Angel what the fuck happened ?!” You usher him inside and shut the door behind you. As soon as you were in your living room you took his face in your hands, examining the black eye and cut to this lip.
He placed his hands on your wrists and held them. “I’m fine querida don’t worry.. just let me say this okay? I practiced this the whole way here and I need to say it before I fuck it up.”
You slightly furrow your brows but nod your head.
“When EZ left I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. I didn’t know if I would ever see my brother again. But for some reason I felt was my duty to see you. Take care of you. Make sure you were okay. We spent so much fuckin time together that I missed you when you weren’t around.”
Fuck. You knew where this was going and you needed to put a stop to it before he said anything else. You were already a mess. No need to add to it. But your voice wasn’t working and you couldn’t bring yourself to make him stop talking. Angel never talked about his feelings, and he was so genuine in the way he talked.
“Then we spent your birthday together, thanksgiving, we had movie nights, the way it felt when you laid your head against me was unlike anything I have ever felt and I never wanted those moments to end. And then my birthday. And then Christmas. Somewhere along the way I found myself thinking about you every single day. And you make me so fuckin happy like when I’m with you, it’s just so easy. And I think... I think that I love you, right ? and it fuckin scares me. That shit scares the shit out of me because I don’t know how to love anyone. And I don’t know if you love me too but I needed to tell you this. And if that means taking more fuckin punches from my brother then so be it because you’re fucking worth it. You’re incredible mami.”
The tears were back. Why couldn’t these men just leave you alone? But wait- more punches from his brother? Is that where those bruises came from? What happened to him tonight?
“Angel.... I... is that what happened to you? Did EZ do this to you? Why?”
He tried to be non-chalant in his answer to you but you could tell it bothered him. “Nahhhh.... you know I just told him how if you were mine I would have never left. That’s all.”
You let out a breath and a slight smirk. You don’t know if it was the after effects from the 2nd bottle of wine you opened after EZ left your house just a few hours before or if it was because the man in front of you just confessed his love for you but you pulled him by his kutte and slammed your lips into his. He stood frozen in place for a minute but when he settled, he fell perfectly in line with your movements. His hands found their way to your hips and he pulled you flush against him, digging into the skin and it hurt in the most delicious way.
You sighed into his lips, his tongue snaking out to skim your bottom lip and you granted him entrance, his tongue sinfully exploring your mouth and he moaned into the kiss. You backed him into the couch and when his legs met the front of it, he sat and pulled you with him. You were straddling him, his hands on your waist and yours in his hair gently tugging and your nails occasionally grazing the back of his neck.
His lips left yours and began their assault on your neck, your breath heavy and eyes slightly hooded as goosebumps graced your skin. The way his lips felt on you was heavenly and when he roughly sucked on the skin you let out a small moan. His lips found yours again and this time the kiss was feverish, hungry, and possessive. You broke the kiss, needing to come up for air and rested your forehead on his. He bit down on his bottom lip and groaned.
“Are you okay?” He asked, trying to catch his breath.
You smiled and nodded your head, “yeah, I’m fine. I just... I love you Angel.” Your bring your hand up to his cheek and he leans into your touch.
“Mmmm again. Just one more time.”
You let out a small laugh and kiss his lips. “I love you Angel Ignacio Reyes.”
“And I love the way you say my name...”he leaned in and kissed along your collar bone, gently biting at the skin as he went. His hands snaked their way up the back of your oversized tshirt and to his surprise you weren’t wearing a bra. Your hands came up to the hems of your shirt and lifted the fabric up and over your head, your nipples now erect from the cool air in the room, centimeters from Angel’s lips.
He needed no coaxing or further instruction as his lips latched onto your right nipple, his hand coming up to play with the other and you let your head fall back as your skin lit on fire. He gently rolled your nipples between his teeth, alternating between the two and he sucked hard on the skin of your breasts, possessively leaving his mark.
You could feel the bulge in his pants through the thin fabric of your biker shorts and you began grinding your hips over him, the friction practically begging to allow you to come undone.
“Come on, bedroom.” You let out between shaky breaths and moans and he stood up, carrying you with him, your legs wrapped around his waist. When you made it to your bedroom, he laid you on the bed, hovered over you and kissed you again.
“Are you sure?” He asked as he hovered over you stuck in place, patiently awaiting your reply. He knew you were on the fence with your emotions and your interaction with EZ probably made things worse but on the other hand he was so in love with you and there was nothing he wanted more than this very moment.
“Yes, I’m sure.” He came back for another assault on your neck, working his way down gently sucking and kissing at every piece of available skin. His fingers hooked into the waist band of your shorts and panties and both came off quickly and were discarded over his shoulder. He continued to kiss and suck down your tummy, your things, and then he spread your legs open and crudely exposed your center to him.
But it didn’t feel crude, in fact, it was gentle and romantic, and sexy. The dark gleam in his eye a now very obvious contrast to the tenderness that shown in them just a few minutes before. He pulled his shirt over his head and laid in front of you, his lips so close to your pussy you could feel his breath on you.
“One rule mami, don’t hold back on me. I wanna hear you. Tell me how good I make you feel. If I don’t hear you, you don’t cum.”
What the fuck did he just say? What happened to the romantic and soft things he was saying earlier? You were on overdrive, it’s been months since you had been with anyone, and you could have cum right there from his words alone. You didn’t have much time to register his words because you were snapped back to reality by his tongue licking up and down your folds.
When he reached your clit he suctioned his lips and began to gently suck, flicking his tongue across your sensitive bud, then slid a finger into you.
Your legs began to shake and you no longer had control of your breathing. His tongue flattened and his free hand came up to hold your hips in place, you grinding against his tongue.
His hair had fallen into his face, but he didn’t seem to care, his only concern was to make you feel good, make you say his name over and over and over again.
“Such a good girl... fuck your self on my tongue mami..”
“I’m gonna cum Angel ..... oh my god....” your back arched off your bed and you swear your soul left your body. You chanted his name like it was the holy grail and never once did he let up.
“I need to fuck you. You gonna let me?”
You barely registered what was happening you were were still coming down from your high and nodded your head yes.
He gripped your chin in his hand, “no mami that ain’t good enough. I need you to tell me it’s okay that I fuck you. Is that what you want?”
His hand came down to slap your pussy twice and you let out a moan followed by “yes, please fuck me.”
He stood up and removed his belt, jeans, and briefs before getting back on the bed. He spread your legs with his knee and kissed you again while he ran his dick over you clit, making you moan again into his mouth. In one Swift motion, he was inside you. You let out a gasp at the sudden fullness and he stilled himself for a second, allowing you to adjust to him. He was big. He was thick and the stretch burned but you loved it. Pleasure soon took over and you rocked your hips against his indicating it was okay for him to move.
He began to thrust in and out of you and listened to you moan with each thrust. You wanted to hold out longer, enjoy this much longer but your body was betraying you and you felt a pull in your belly and your walls involuntarily clenched around him.
“It’s okay baby, I got you. Cum.” He rubbed Slow, lazy circles over your clit and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
“Please don’t stop Daddy.. please....just like that.”
You eyes shot open at the realization you had just called him Daddy. He locked eyes with you and a devilish grin flashed across his face.
He brought his hand to your throat and squeezed, a playful smile coming to your lips and he thrusted into you much harder this time.
“Be a good girl and cum on daddy’s dick mami.. I know youre close I can feel it. Give daddy what he wants.”
Your hands were gripping at your sheets and your body was slick with sweat as another wave of pleasure washed over you.
“AngelAngelAngelllll......”
He leaned his head into the crook of your neck and sucked the skin again, his hand coming to intertwine with yours.
“I know baby... I got you..”
Coco pulled up to your house and his suspicion was confirmed. Angel was here. When Angel didn’t come home to the house he shared with Coco after the fight with EZ he could only assume he would find him here.
“Dammit.” He muttered to himself. He leaned forward and dig through his glove compartment for your spare key. Only two people had a key to your house — emergency purposes. Angel and Coco.
He knocked on the door but there was no answer. He knocked again but nothing. Sighing, he put the key into the lock and turned the knob, letting himself in.
Looking into the empty kitchen and dining room then making his way into the living room. He thought he heard the faint sounds of a bed smacking into the wall, he’s fucked before, he knows that sound anywhere, but he ignored it.
“Angel?” He called but no answer.
He stopped when he spotted a tshirt thrown onto the floor and that’s when he heard it. The distinct sounds of moans filling the house. He followed the sound and stood outside your door.
“Such a good girl taking daddy’s cock aren’t you... keep bouncing that ass like that.. fuck it’s so good...”
Coco tried his best to contain his laughter, but more importantly, things just got a lot more complicated.
He went back to the living room and made himself comfortable. He waited until the moaning subsided and the bed stopped creaking. He stood up and made his way down the hall, opening the door with no warning.
“Hey lovebirds.” He pulled up the chair that was at your desk and sat on it, you and Angel throwing blankets over yourselves.
“Are you fuckin kidding me man?!” Angel spoke first.
“Wassup Y/N, relax, I heard the whole thing it’s okay. We got bigger problems mano. Bishop talked to the prospect. Got some info on your mom. The guy who killed her. You didn’t come home so figured I’d find you here and tell you.”
Angel looked back at you, then back at Coco.
You kissed his cheek , “it’s okay, go. I’ll be here when you’re done. I love you”.
He kissed your cheek and got up, wrapping a sheet around his hips. “I love you too”.
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