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I look toward my patient’s house to see her beady little eyes lit up with excitement as she takes in the men around me. I sigh and bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. That would be very inappropriate right now.
Bennett looks down at me and then follows my gaze before he covers his mouth with his hand. “I need to finish up dressing my patient’s wound and then I can go.
I get hugs from the men who raced along the streets of Seattle to get to me to ensure my safety and that of their brother. My heart fills with gratitude for all of them. When I moved back home, I never would have thought I’d be standing here right now. Not only with Bennett but with the men of the DSMC at my back.
It feels kind of like a fairy tale, but I wouldn’t change it for anything.
CHAPTER 14
PENANCE
Evelyn grips my arm and I know what I’m going to see when I look into her eyes before I can bring myself to do it. Worry. Fear. Uncertainty.
Part of me hates myself for bringing any of those emotions into her life, but I’m a selfish bastard and there’s no way I’ll be letting her go. I can’t do it. I won’t do it.
I cup her face in my hands and brush my thumbs across her cheeks as I stare down into her navy-blue depths. “I know, little feather,” I murmur softly.
She clenches her jaw, probably to bite back all the things she wants to say. “You better be safe. I know you need to do this, you and your brothers. I’ve seen the man you are, Bennett, and I understand. I might not agree, but I understand.”
I kiss her softly, wanting to make every second of it feel like it lasts a lifetime, a lifetime of fireworks and sweetness. I step forward toward the bed and she steps backward with me. I let go of her face to slide my hands down her body, loving her curves and needing to feel them in my hands. I push her pants and panties down over her hips before I give her a small push and she falls back onto the bed with a sound of surprise.
Her voice is shaky and knowing, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to,” I kneel in front of her and grip her knees, spreading them so I can see her pussy, so pink and ready for me like I knew she would be, “eat your pussy because I need the taste of my woman on my tongue.”
She makes a strangled sound in the back of her throat, and I can only smirk as I dive between her thighs. I run my tongue up her slit and chuckle when her legs fall open wider for me. When I suck her clit into my mouth and tease it with the tip of my tongue, those glorious thighs start to shake.
I plunge two fingers inside of her and curl them, letting the sound of her moans and the rocking of her hips guide me when it comes to my woman’s pleasure. She tastes sweet on my tongue and I fucking gorge myself on her.
“I want your juices running down my chin and soaking my beard,” I growl against her.
Evelyn’s back arches and her pussy starts to tighten around my fingers. I fuck her faster and tap against her g-spot while I nip at her clit. It sends her hurdling over the edge, her pussy fucking leaking for me. A sense of smug satisfaction washes over me when her body goes limp.
I pull my fingers out of her slowly and begin to clean up her arousal with my tongue, not wanting to leave a drop behind. With every pass her body shudders and it has me almost wishing I didn’t have to go downstairs for church. But I do.
When I stand up slowly, her eyes are sleepy and satisfied. “You did that on purpose,” she accuses me, but there’s no real heat to her words.
I lean over her and kiss her softly, whispering against her lips, “I will always come home to you, little feather. Always. Because I love you.”
She nods and closes her eyes, relaxing in the fog I’ve put her in. I leave my room and just before the door closes all the way I hear her sweet voice, “I love you too.”
I walk into church and almost sigh because I’m not the last one in the room, although Bronco is right behind me. I smirk at him and tease him, “Looks like I got the job done faster.”
He flips me off as we take our seats and he grumbles, “That’s not the accomplishment you think it is.”
I remember how my little feather looked laid out on my bed and I know he’s full of shit. I can only hope my girl takes a nap and I’m back before she wakes up.
Spark’s voice booms, “We know who killed Sam.” Everyone stills and then he goes over Chains getting attacked by a member of the Steel Renegades and how the fucker who is on borrowed time taunted him about it. “He told Chains that we should give our prospects better skills and that Sam was easy to pick off.”
The anger around the room grows and Spark nods toward Friar. With a few clicks, an ariel view of a building is put up on the big screen in church. The building is surrounded by a fence, much like ours, but it looks much more rundown and a little farther outside the city if the surrounding area is anything to go by.
“This is the Steel Renegade’s clubhouse,” Friar informs us, confirming what I already suspected. “There is one entrance to the gate and the building. I didn’t have a lot of time to gather information, but they’re a smaller club who haven’t been around nearly as long as we have. However, they have a reputation for pushing smack and selling women.”
My mind starts to tick over the possibility that there might be a connection to the Morozov bratva after all. It doesn’t really matter because they made a huge fucking mistake by going after our prospect and Chains.
Demon growls, “What’s the plan?”
Spark smiles, a menacing thing filled with retribution and pain. “We’re going to ride out and pay their club a little visit.” He shrugs one shoulder casually as if it’s no big deal even as his eyes blaze with the promise of death and destruction. “What happens from there depends on what they have to say. Grab what you need and meet out front in five.”
