“Angel, with me, being bad is always a good thing.” The thought of his mark on her nearly drove him insane.
He plunged his cock inside of her, pounding her hard enough to shake the lamp on the bedside table. His mouth went to the curve of her breast, sucking on her flesh as he gave her the release he had been holding back for the last two months.
He shuddered as the last of his climax played out. Then, when he was able, he rolled off his wife to give her breathing room and began brushing the hair back from her face.
“I’m going to have to talk dirty to you more often.”
“Just make sure we’re alone when you do, or you’re going to be embarrassed.”
Lily’s expression turned serious. “I made myself a promise when I was in the hospital with John. If I was strong enough to go through giving birth, I’m strong enough to handle anything. I’m never going to forget your face when I walked down that path.” Lily buried her face in his neck. “I should have trusted that you could handle Brooke. I’ll never forgive myself for that. She’s insane, Shade. She truly is.”
“I’m not going to argue with that assessment.”
“Every time you walk out that door, I’m afraid you won’t be back. I should have told you in the truck what she said to me. I hate myself for that and walking away from you, and the members all hate me now because of it, too.” Lily’s bottom lip trembled.
Shade tugged her face upward. “Don’t you dare say that. It was my fault. I should have told you the whole truth about my past. Actually, it’s a relief that we don’t have any more secrets between us.”
Lily lowered her eyes. “No more secrets,” she agreed. “And I’m going to become strong and capable like Rachel and Killyama.”
Shade rolled his eyes, recalling how she had been unsuccessfully channeling Sex Piston the previous year. “Let’s not get carried away. Killyama might be more than I can handle.”
“Aww, you could handle Killyama,” Lily bragged confidently.
Shade shook his head in disagreement, thinking his wife had entirely too much faith in him. “Angel, I’m man enough to admit that I’m not up for that job.”
Chapter 93
“You ready?” Beth asked as she and Razer waited patiently for Lily to grab her purse and jacket.
“Yes, thanks again, Fat Louise. I really appreciate you babysitting.”
Fat Louise was holding John as he sucked on his pacifier.
“No problem. I’m going to enjoy taking care of him.”
“I’ll be right outside in the yard. The men and I are going to tie some things down before the storm hits tonight,” Shade told her, walking outside with the others as they left.
“Damn.” A strong wind struck them as they walked down the pathway.
“Make sure you don’t stay in town long. You should wait until tomorrow—”
“We’ll be fine, Shade,” Beth said. “It will be good for Lily to get out and get some fresh air.”
“She’ll get plenty of that today,” Shade said sarcastically, watching a hard breeze blow the women’s hair into their faces.
Lily reached up, giving him a brief kiss before getting inside Beth’s car. “We’ll be fine. We’ll be back in a couple of hours.”
“You better be. If you get caught out in this storm, I’ll be pissed. The forecasters are predicting tornadoes a couple of towns away.”
“I won’t let them stay long,” Razer promised, setting the Crockpot on the floorboard of the backseat before climbing behind the steering wheel. “We’re going to stop and pick the twins up at Evie’s after they visit Cal’s mother. I don’t want them out in the storm any more than you do. The clubhouse has a basement; Evie and King’s house doesn’t.”
“Bye. Love you.” Lily blew him a kiss as they pulled out.
Shade would have reached out and caught it, but he knew an amused Train and Rider would never let him live it down.
“Get to work,” Shade snapped. “Where’s the rope? We have to get all this shit tied down before the storm hits, or that gazebo everyone loves fucking in will be torn apart.”
Shade and Rider went to the backyard to secure the gazebo.
“Think the picnic tables will be okay?” Rider asked.
Shade reached out, easily lifting a corner of it into the air. “We should tie it down to be careful. I’d rather be irritated tomorrow having to untie all this than have it blow down the hillside into the road and cause someone to wreck.”
They placed a couple of stakes and tied it down as Train gathered the trashcans, placing them in the shed which held the lawnmower. It took them over an hour to secure everything. When they finished, Rider went inside to grab them some beers.
Shade frowned down at his watch. The sky was beginning to darken, and the wind was getting stronger.