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“I think Dreamer might have a few thoughts on that,” he growled. “In fact, I have a thought on that too.”
“Do you now?” she questioned as his fingers unzipped her jeans and popped the top button. “Not into sharing?”
“Not really.”
“Guess my jealousy for Free living with you and Hollywood was misplaced.”
“Are you a woman who needs more than one man?” he asked, his fingers stilling at the top of her sex.
The bundle of nerves in her clit screaming to feel the thick digits. Have him rub it between his index finger and thumb before plunging inside her. “No,” she replied wondering if her teasing of multiple partners had been to pull a man in or to create a barrier.
One where there couldn’t be true intimacy. Not really, with more than one partner how could you focus on one? Really be with them? When she’d first came to Montana, there were only three members and Cass had been her choice, falling in with him. Then finally pulling in the Hoez, she’d rolled up from New Mexico with. When Lil’ Mama arrived and he was head over heels for the woman there was no love lost because none had ever been found or allowed to be discovered.
“Another woman?” he asked.
A spike of envy stabbed her heart. Normally, she’d be all for calling Porsche, Lyna or Zoe in. All of them were more than happy to join a party and had some mad tongue tricks that could set a girl for months. But Onyx, no, she’d finally tasted his kiss. Felt how his cock stretched her core and rode an orgasm better than she’d ever known. “You don’t want me to ride another bike,” she countered feeling the need to claim the man standing inches from her body. With a hard clutch to his swollen manhood she held tight, making sure to wrap as much of him in her palm as she could through his jeans. “This only parks in one place.”
“One?” he questioned.
As his fingers slipped between her folds, her every imagination realized as he stimulated her clit between his fingers stirring wet heat inside her core. His mouth dropped to her lips and tongue slid inside, curling upward making her want him inside her with every part.
“Only one.”
“Yes,” she replied.
“Pity, because that mouth of yours—"
“I didn’t say how you got in the garage as long as it’s the same garage.” Topaz’s heart beat wildly in her chest as possibilities warmed openings in her body and her mouth watered imagining the taste of his cum on her tongue.
She’d rolled with the Steels for nearly a decade now and never once even tried to claim a man and here she was, cock in hand with him stroking her pussy to the point of full on stimulation as their eyes stayed locked. Breathing heavy as the clock ticked loudly in her head. Praying somewhere, somehow he would agree. In the past, men had said they wanted her to be exclusive, to them. Never promising the same or even indicating it would be an option. This was different.
Onyx was different.
The strokes of his fingers slowed and slipped from inside her. Heart clenching from the rejection about to happen, like a skid out where all she could do was let the roadway strip off her clothes, skin and muscle leaving her bare, exposed and wounded.
Possibly for life.
* * *
“We’ve been gone for days,”he said slipping off his coat and laying it on the desk in her room.
Topaz stared at him. Unmoving. Her pants splayed open at the top where his fingers had played in the soft channel of her body. He wanted to claim her. Needed to in so many ways, but what would that life truly be for her? Twice, his leg had failed her, by getting stuck or not giving him the leverage needed to take on an attacker. He wasn’t whole in body. Hell, without her he couldn’t be whole in his heart or soul.
“What just happened?” Topaz’s voice cracked. “You said—”
“I know what I said,” he spat, the angry side of him coming out. The hurt, vulnerable side he feared. “The thought of you with another man makes my blood boil. Shit, another woman if there were feelings involved.”
“I suck at this whole claiming thing, having never done it before, but I’m pretty sure that’s a sign you want it.”
“My body is broken Topaz,” he said.
“I know we should get Red to check—”
“Not from them,” he replied and limped to her king size bed debating whether to sit down or drop trou right now and have her fully see him. What was left anyway because from the moment he woke in the hospital and was unable to turn and get out of bed— he’d been defeated.
Fighting back, learning all he could through physical therapy to try to be a man, but right now he knew there was an eighty percent chance the stinging he felt was an ulceration where his leg had been rubbing. The pills he needed for the infection already there would need to be replaced and a part of him wished Topaz were a pill popper, so he could get some good class A drugs to knock him out.
Instead, his stupid ass tried to claim a woman over jealousy and playground shit.
