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Clearing my throat, I awkwardly fiddle with the strap of my backpack. “I think we should talk about last night.”
Her heavy sigh says otherwise, but she doesn’t comment against it. Instead, she lets the sheet fall from her chest and onto her lap, showing her perfectly sculpted breasts. I’m captivated for a moment, enraptured by the sweet treat in front of me.
Shaking my head, I turn away with heated cheeks. “Look, we really need to talk about what I saw last night, and everything that went down.”
“What is there to talk about?” Shuffling has me looking back at her, only to see her tight ass on display. I can’t hold in my groan of delight. I send up a prayer to whoever is above for some mercy on my soul.
“Leather,” I start.
“Knuckles,” she interrupts me, holding up a hand. “It happened because we both wanted it to. It was mutual, can we agree on that?”
“Leather,” I try again.
“We just happened to be in the moment, right? No hard feelings.”
“Leather.”
“It was bound to happen, especially since we-”
“Blaine!” I shout, finally catching her attention. Her rambling seizes, her eyes wide with shock. I haven’t called her by her real name for a long time, only when she’s freaking the fuck out and won’t calm down. Like now.
She must have changed while I was looking away because she’s donned her usual leather attire, her pert ass tucked tightly in her pants.
“There’s no regret on my part, if that’s what you’re thinking.” Walking over to her, I sit on the bed and position myself to face her. “I just need to know you’re okay. That you’re not going to do anything stupid while we’re out because of what we did. Being with you…it’s been a long time coming, and I hope you can see how happy it made me to be with you. I’m honored that you shared that piece of you with me, but I hope that you can trust me to talk about the horrors you endured one day.”
Clasping her hands in mine, I bring them both up to my mouth and plant gentle kisses on the backs of them. There’s small scars from years of hard work with the club, being an executioner isn’t for the weak.
I set both her hands in my lap and brush away the hair that fell in front of her eyes. The scar she’s had for as long as I can remember has faded to a light pink, but I know it bothers her. What she doesn’t know is that it makes her so much more sexy.
“Knuckles,” she pulls her hands out of my lap and clasps them together. “I don’t know what to say.” She doesn’t meet my eyes.
“I don’t want you to say anything. I just want you to know that I’m here for you. Not just your body. Though, that is fantastic too,” I tease. She fakes shock, smacking my chest with the back of her hand. Catching it, I peck the back again, letting my lips linger on her soft skin. “I hope you know that you can always come to me, whether it’s for something miniscule or something life threatening. You’re my ride or die, and I will do everything I can to make sure you’re okay.”
“I’m supposed to be the one protecting you, remember?” She retorts, sniffling slightly. I don’t comment on it knowing how hard emotions can be for her.
“Technically yes, but my ego says no.” Shrugging, I cup her cheeks and lean my forehead against her. “You’re mine, do you understand that?”
She nods against me, exhaling heavily.
“Yours.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Tornado
They continue talking, something about the scout knowing we’re coming. Being in the same room as Leather and Knuckles was a lot harder than I anticipate, so I announce that I’m going to check us out. They don’t say anything as I leave, giving me a moment to breathe.
Stepping outside, I take a long, slow deep breath. Regret is the first thing on my mind, but it’s also the furthest thing. Feeling his cock running along mine from a slim barrier, it’s like nothing I have felt before. I have done threesomes, so it’s not that. It has to be because it was with them.
That thought also brings more confusion to my mind. I’m not here to make friends or fuck buddies. Yet, the longer I stay around, the more I talk with her, the more I realize she’s not who she was made out to be. A woman who was villainized because she was protecting herself. Either way, I’m here to do what I was hired to do.
Pulling my phone from my pocket, I head down the stairs of the hotel and make a call.
“How is it?” He grunts, not bothering with a proper greeting. It’s strange, really. It hasn’t been too long since I have been with the Silent Renegade’s, but I will admit that it does feel like a lifetime. Leather may not trust me, which is evident in the way she treats me, but everyone else? They act as if I didn’t just drop in out of nowhere. Whatever their president says, goes. Again, with the exception of Leather.
“Fine,” I retort. I attempt, and fail, to keep the snappiness out of my tone. He catches on immediately.
“What? Not enough pussy for his majesty?” He barks a laugh at my expense. Usually, I would be laughing along with him, telling him that there’s plenty of bait for me, but that’s not true. After getting a taste and feel of the best pussy around…
