Damaged and the Outlaw (Damaged #4)

“Too verbal for a caveman,” I moaned as he thrust into me. “Otherwise, no complaints.”


Vaughn grunted his response then let loose with the need he kept in check for hours. Holding me by the hips, he thrust deeper and harder. I braced myself to keep from toppling forward from his intensity.

“Perfect,” he groaned when he finally let go.

When he lost control and just fucked me hard, I could do no more than enjoy the ride. Out of breath, Vaughn leaned forward and nuzzled my hair.

“I remember how to work pronouns again, lollipop.”

Giggling, I wiggled away from him and rested on the bed. He quickly joined me and gave my peeling nose a kiss.

“When we met,” he said, running his fingers over my arm to my hip, “I thought I was on borrowed time. Since Cooper decided to call in Saint to deal with the Devils, I suddenly have my whole life before me.”

“Are you sure this guy can handle the Devils? I mean, what happens if he gets a few of them, but one of them kills him? Will there be payback?”

Vaughn smiled as if I was adorable. Stupid, but adorable.

“Honeysuckle, a guy like Saint doesn’t get paid so much so he can die on the job.”

“It’s not like he would choose to die, honey jackass.”

“What I mean is guys like Saint aren’t cleaners like me. A lot of people call guys like him ghosts. He can arrive in a town, take care of a few targets, and leave without anyone even knowing he was there. He leaves nothing. No one knows what he looks like. Maybe he uses disguises or is just that damn good. Since I heard Saint has cleaned cartels, he’ll have no trouble taking out a few guys in a small motorcycle club.”

Caressing the wolf on his chest, I needed a little more reassurance. “Bailey said the Devils would be in disarray if they lost their leaders.”

“Here in Ellsberg, Kirk has backing from Memphis. If he were to die along with Cooper and Tucker, it’s not like Memphis would allow the club to fall apart and their assets to be lost. In Tucson though, the Devils are on their own. The Mexican gangs would make quick work of a weak club. Cutting off the head of the Devils will leave them to the mercy of stronger groups.”

“So you’ll be free,” I said, smiling at the thought of Vaughn as no longer a dead man walking.

“My life isn’t about days, weeks, or months. Suddenly, I have years to work with. A long fucking lifetime stands before me. Besides loving you, I don’t even know where to start.”

Sitting up, I studied Vaughn who looked like a god relaxed against the dark sheets.

“Is it possible,” I began quietly, “that you just want me because I’m the one who was there when these things happened to you? Like with your mom. I was there and you’ve made more out of your feelings than is real.”

Vaughn just smiled. “Insecurity doesn’t work on you, pop tart.”

“If you dump me, I don’t come back from that. If you’re having doubts, you should warn me now.”

“How do I know you weren’t dating me only because you figured I’d be dead soon and you didn’t have to worry about us breaking up?”

“You’re an idiot.”

“So are you. Man, our kids will be beautiful, but stupid.”

I leaned forward and licked his stomach. “Being dumb is easier when you’re beautiful though.”

“Don’t I know it,” he said then sighed. “I approve of where you’re going with your tongue, dumpling. Just stop for a second while I do something.”

I watched him roll off the bed and disappear out of the bedroom. He returned with two beers and hit a button on his stereo. The Doors serenaded us while I sipped my beer before returning my attention to his hard stomach.

Vaughn rested his hands behind his head and watched me nibble and lick at his body. He was so quiet like a predator in wait. Or a cocky bastard used to being served by the ladies.

Stopping mid-lick, I narrowed my eyes. “I have concerns about committing to a product I haven’t tested thoroughly,” I said, crawling farther down on the bed. “I need to make sure you’re not defective.”

Vaughn’s smile was lazy and full of male arrogance. “You don’t think you’ve given me enough of a test drive yet?”

Scratching him lightly on the thighs, I watched his cock respond. Already thick, it swelled and hardened.

“Did you miss me?” I asked and I swear his dick twitched in response. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Vaughn grinned until I sucked him into my mouth. Exhaling, he lost the arrogant expression and relaxed all over. I’d always loved giving blowjobs. There was power in them. I could make a strong man lose the ability to speak, even breathe. I could also hurt a guy if he pissed me off.