And I let it happen.
I was mad at myself but the pain… in so many ways… was just my reminder that I was alive. And I always dreamed of some pathetic fairy tale where Knox would come save me before I got hurt again.
“You ever touch her again and I will kill you,” Knox said to Porter. “You tell your fucking family to keep to their shit and we’ll keep to ours. The Reaper’s Bastards own this town and everything in it. You need something, you set up a meeting with me. My cut says enforcer but after today I’m VP of the club…”
That stopped me in my tracks.
VP? Knoxville… as VP?
That was pretty big.
Knox came crashing down with the fist to Porter’s face. He loaded back again and punched again. Porter clawed at Knox’s arms and face but there was nothing he could do. The lion versus the gazelle and there was no escape.
Not until I stepped up behind Knox and put a hand to his shoulder.
He froze instantly and looked back at me. My eyes filled with tears. Why?
In one word: everything.
All the years of emotion building and collapsing around me.
Knox saw my tears and stood and turned. His hands grabbed my waist and he stared at me.
“Is it true?” I asked. “VP?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Nothing is set in stone yet. It’s all fucked up. The Reap is alive. We’re here. I’m tired of this, darlin’. I told you that. This piece of shit on the ground will never bother you again.”
I looked down at Porter. He had one hand on the ground and wiped his face with the other. Our eyes met and there was no feeling. There was probably never any true feelings there anyway. He was just the temporary bad boy fix until my hands could get back on Knox’s body.
Was that wrong? Probably. But I didn’t care.
“Never again,” I said to Porter.
Then I spit at him.
It felt good to spit at him.
“Disarm these fucks,” Knox shouted to Matteo and Ari. “Then put them in the trunk of the car.” He looked down at Porter. “Try and come back at me for this. I dare you. You and I both know this was personal. Don’t bring anything else into it. Ana is my girl and will be for the rest of my life.”
“That won’t be long you fucking rat piece of shit,” Porter said.
Knox started to laugh. It was sort of scary to see him laugh in such a situation. He then said, “Tell your Captain to give me a shout. I have something that might be of his interest.”
Knox turned and put his arm around me. As he motioned to his motorcycle I heard the sound of Matteo and Ari as they started to jack up the two bodyguards that had tried to get me. The thuds and groans didn’t bother, which made me wonder if I was just as messed up as Knox.
He handed me his helmet and smiled. That smile was like waking up to a sunrise over the beach. The way one side lifted higher than the other. The way his little dimples showed. The way he looked at me.
“What about my car?” I asked.
“I’ll call Liam to come tow it,” he said. “Don’t worry about anything, darlin’. We have nothing left to lose here, okay? It’s just us. Nothing complicated anymore.”
He kissed me as one of the goons yelled in pain. Porter screamed something but I didn’t hear.
We kissed and it felt like our first kiss.
I wanted to believe Knox when he said we had nothing to lose and that it wouldn’t be complicated. The truth was that running with an outlaw… everything was complicated. And I had everything to lose.
I had Knox to lose.
Plus, one more…
twenty
(knox)
NOW
Her pussy was my drug. Her body was my addiction. Her fucking eyes were my soul.
My tongue licked against the wet silk of her slit and I kept going up. She was on her hands and knees, face down on the bed, her ass high in the air. She had been wiggling it at me like she was waving the white flag, but we were far from calling this thing quits.
Sorry, darlin’, you’re not done until I say you’re fucking done.
I kissed her beautiful ass cheeks, one by one, my fingers then kneading into her skin, spreading everything wide open for my liking. Goddammit, looking at both her holes left me fucking hungry, thirsty, and made my cock fill up so much I thought I was going to shoot a load right there on the goddamn carpet of the room.
It felt so good to be back in the clubhouse, back in my fucking room where I had called home for so long. Not to mention having my darlin’ with me. Being able to wake up and have her in my arms made me feel more like a man, if that made sense at all.
But fuck that romance shit for a second.
I was staring at a dripping pussy and a puckering ass.
I wasn’t done drinking her sweet nectar yet.
I made a quick move and spun around and sat on the floor next to the bed. I grabbed at Ana’s hips and pulled her off the bed, lining that pussy up to my ravenous mouth. She let out a whimper cry and stood there, staring down at me.
It was like she was in shock for a few seconds.