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We sat at the table as I pulled a chair up close to her side. “There’s someone I want you to meet.”
Pulling the most important photo I owned from my wallet, I handed it over.
Nylah stared at me, Elrik, and Willow for a long time. “She looks like you. Same dark hair, at least when yours grows in. Same smile. She’s beautiful.”
Her comments were sweet. “That’s my best friend Elrik Jameson, the national president of the Royal Bastards MC. He lives in NOLA where I grew up.”
She nodded, letting me tell my story at my own pace. “NOLA?” She blushed. “Oh, New Orleans.”
“Yes, and this,” I pointed to Willow, “is my younger sister. They were engaged before she died.”
Her hand squeezed mine. “Is that why you went to see him?”
I nodded. “Closure. The man who raped and murdered Willow finally found justice at our hands. I don’t regret it. Some people are evil and have to be put down. That’s the man I am, Nylah. I can’t change that.”
“I see.”
We needed to discuss what she saw in Tonopah yesterday. If we were moving forward, we needed a clean slate. If she wanted out, I loved her enough to give it to her without argument.
If she’d give me a chance though, I’d prove to her just how much she meant to me. I’d bargain with God, if I thought it would make a difference. I had walked in flames and filled my life with sin since the moment I bonded to my Reaper. Maybe I was just a lost cause too stubborn to move beyond my choices that placed me in my current position in life. All I knew was that I needed Nylah Peters.
It was time to see if she could handle life with a Royal Bastard.
“What you saw,” I began, but she pressed a finger to my lips.
“I know what you’re gonna say, Ian.” She tilted her head to the side and bit her lip briefly. “Am I little scared? Yeah. Of you? Never. Do I think this is crazy? Totally. Do I still want to be with you? Hell yeah,” she answered, lifting her hands to press against the stubble on my face. “I fell in love with you almost instantly I think. You’re a good man, Ian Braxton, even if you turn into the devil when its needed.”
She had no idea just how close she was to the truth.
“But none of that means shit to me as long as you’re by my side. I want to wake up next to you every single day and look into those hazel eyes that I adore. I want to hear your deep, sensual voice whisper in my ear and tell me how much you want to fuck me.”
My jaw dropped. She’d never said anything like that before. My Reaper was intrigued. He liked her quite a bit, maybe more than I did. Nah, that was impossible.
“Love me, Ian Azrael Braxton. That’s all I want.”
My lips crashed down on hers as I lifted her into my lap, kissing her long and hard until Grim cleared his throat in the background.
“Patriot said to tell you Trixie is waking up.”
Nylah was tugging me across the room as she beamed a radiant smile. This woman was too much. Couldn’t wait to see what the future held. Bastard or not, cursed or tasked with punishing those who were, only one thing mattered.
I found my purpose. And I wasn’t alone.
Mine. Nylah was all mine.
“YOU READY?” I ASKED, handing the helmet to Nylah and she tugged it on.
“Yep.”
She slid a sexy thigh over the seat and scooted close, pressing that tight pussy and those luscious tits against my back. A man could lose himself in a woman like this. Bury in her and never come up for air. I kind of hoped that was what happened. My dick stirred as her hands slid around my waist. The soft sigh that fell from her lips was like heaven to my ears.
A few minutes later we were soaring down Hwy 95 in the moonlight, enjoying the ride and seclusion. There weren’t any cars on the road this time of night and it left nothing but the wind to keep us company. I didn’t have a destination in mind but rode toward Tonopah, relaxing my shoulders as one palm slid to Nylah’s thigh and squeezed.
Her hand moved slowly downward and began rubbing on the crotch of my jeans. I wasn’t a stranger to a girl wanting my cock and reaching out for it, but with Nylah it was different. This wasn’t just about lust or fulfilling a basic need. No, her heart was involved, and it made the moment so much more erotic than I could have imagined.
I slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road, turning off the engine of my bike as it made little ticking sounds. Didn’t care. My hands reached for the helmet and tossed it aside as my mouth slammed down on Nylah?
?s and she moaned. Her fingers slid over my head and tugged at the hair that had grown in on the top. I didn’t have plans to shave my head again anytime soon. I loved it when she gripped me like that.
