He pulled back and left just the head of his cock in her mouth. He started to fuck at her, pumping faster and then he came to a sudden halt. With a growl deep inside his throat and chest, Trev’s body jerked and he started to come.
When Eden felt the first spurt hit the back of her tongue, she jumped. Her hand grabbed at his shaft again and started to stroke him, feeling the throbs as he offered everything to her over and over. And Eden stayed right with him. Right up until he pulled himself from her mouth. Even after coming, his cock was beautifully long and thick.
She fell to her back on the bed and was out of breath. Her legs were still open and she couldn’t believe she was still sopping wet.
Goddammit, I’m still not done with him… I want him to fuck me now…
Trev tucked his dick away and then leaned down, kissing just below Eden’s belly button. She reached for the pillows and let out a whimper.
“Easy, sweetheart,” he said. He kissed down to her mound. “I was just playing…”
He stood up and looked down at her.
“What?”
“I haven’t staked my claim yet. This was just play. Your reward for talking to me and Miller without any bullshit. Now get some fucking rest. Sorry I interrupted your nap.”
Eden watched as Trev walked to the bedroom door and shut it behind him.
She was left on the bed, naked from the waist down, her panties just past her knees, her * aching and throbbing for more. Her hands were still gripping the pillows as though she was waiting for Trev to keep kissing her down there.
“Shit,” she whispered.
If she knew this was what was going to happen… she would have come to the MC sooner…
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ten.
“Load up,” Blaine said and punched Trev in the arm.
“What?”
“We have a situation.”
“Where?”
“Two guys near the junk part of town,” Miller said. “Word has it they’re going to talk to Ethan. We cut off their supply when we took out Eight Under.”
“What do they have on us?” Trev asked.
“They saw us lining up against Eight Under. Heard from a guy that owes us money one of them has a couple shells in his pocket he claims could be traced to us.”
“None of our guns are legal,” Trev said.
“Doesn’t matter,” Miller said. “I want these pricks silenced. Now.”
“We got it,” Blaine said. “It won’t be loud, I promise. You take care of the calls.”
“How’s that going?” Trev asked.
“I’m feeling things out,” Miller said. “Ripper is on a run right now. Something feels off. I talked to his VP, Jasper, and he sounded like he was hiding something.”
“Ah, shit,” Trev said.
“How’s Eden?” Miller asked.
“Sleeping. Prospects are guarding the door. She knows not to do anything stupid.”
“Yeah?” Miller asked. “You convince her?”
Trev smiled.
Blaine grabbed his hand and brought it to his nose.
“Goddamn,” Blaine said. “These fingers smell like *.”
Trev ripped his hand away. “Fuck off.”
“Christ,” Miller said. He put a finger to Trev’s chest. “You play. Nothing else. I’ll make sure the club leaves her alone. She’s not going to get wrapped up in all this, Trev. Nobody in this MC can keep their dicks in their pants.”
“You should talk, Prez,” Trev said and laughed.
“Yeah, yeah. Fuck off. Both of you. Silence these two little rat pricks.”
Trev got on his motorcycle and started it. The thunder roar usually eased his mind instantly. That didn’t happen this time though. He still thought of Eden, even as he rode out of the lot.
He was happy he at least had his knife on him… he had a way to silence these guys.
*
The second they pulled off the road, the front door to a small beat up house exploded open. Two men came out with guns in hands. Trev turned his ride, killed the engine, and jumped off. He saw Blaine reaching for his gun, rage in his eyes.
Goddammit… you have a family!
Trev grabbed Blaine and tore him to the ground just as the first bullets sailed by them.
Trev took out his gun and stood there, staring at the two men. “You fucking kidding me?”
“That was a warning, bitch,” one said.
“Bitch? You really want this?”
“You’re going down,” the other said. “Let me make a fucking phone call.”
The guy reached for his cell.
Trev pulled the trigger and shot the phone right out of the guy’s hand.
“Motherfucker!” he yelled and stepped forward.
Trev pulled the trigger and blasted the guy in the knee.
He looked down at Blaine and nodded. “Get the other one.”
Blaine crawled to the back of the motorcycle.
The guy Trev shot was on the ground screaming. The other guy still holding his gun.
“I’ll fucking do it to you too,” Trev said. “Look at me, asshole. Put the fucking gun down.”
“Fuck you,” the guy said.
“Ahhh!” Blaine yelled as he jumped to his feet.
“Blaine!” Trev bellowed.