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His eyes crawl over my face, as if trying to ascertain the truth of that. “Yeah, I have you now, but you saw a little of the monster within me tonight. I hurt you. You can deny it, but I saw your tears, Skye, and if I was any kind of man, I’d let you walk away. But I’m gonna be honest here. I can’t let you go, and if your dad or any of the Pioneers try to take you from me, they’re gonna find out how I earned my fuckin’ name.”
CHAPTER12
RAGE
Iwake with Skye draped over my chest, her leg tangled around mine and her soft breaths tickling my skin. I don’t move for fear of disturbing her, instead watching her lips part with every exhale she takes.
I’m in deeper than I should have allowed myself to get, and in truth, I don’t want to pull back from it. Having her in my arms like this unlocks some of that anger inside me. I don’t know how she’s done it, but this woman is bewitching me.
Last night, I didn’t fuck her—I lost myself in her. She consumed me completely until all that adrenaline and rage within me was doused, but I hurt her in the process.
She says I didn’t, but I saw her tears. I’d been too rough, too heavy-handed. That can’t happen again. I can’t use her an outlet for my anger.
Guilt—another emotion I’m not used to feeling—gnaws at my gut. She doesn’t deserve my shit. I’m broken beyond repair, and all I bring with me is darkness and violence.
I wrap my arms around her slender body, encasing her in my hold. I’m scared she might wake this morning and realise she needs to get away from me. I wouldn’t blame her for that either. I’m not the kind of man anyone wants in their life.
For now, I imagine she’s mine to keep and that she wants to be here willingly. She hadn’t asked me to leave after I cleaned my cum from her. Instead, she’d laid down next to me, her arm wrapped around my stomach as she fell asleep.
I close my eyes, breathing her in. This ain’t gonna last. This shit never does with me, though I want it to.
I told her last night that I can’t let her go. In the moment, I’d said it with panic, afraid she might see the monster in me and run. But in the stark light of day, I understand my words had been the truth.
When she first came here, she was a problem to me, something standing in my way with the club, but the more time that passes, the more I get to know her, the more I want to keep her.
But Skye is complicated.
Her family and mine are at war, one that shows no sign of stopping any time soon. Too much has happened, too much hurt and pain to gloss over it. I don’t know where that leaves us in the club. Heidi is already aggressively against Skye being here. Do the others feel the same?
What do I do if they won’t accept her?
The club is all I’ve ever wanted. I’ve fought so hard to earn my place here, but looking down at her, I’m not sure what I’ll do if I’m forced to choose between Skye and the Sons.
I hope to fuck it doesn’t come to that.
My thoughts scatter as she makes a low sound in the back of her throat, pulling my attention as she starts to come around. Her pretty eyes flutter before they open. She takes a second to work out where she is, relaxing as she peers up my chest to lock eyes with me.
“Hey,” she says, her voice a little unsure.
I don’t blame her for that, but I don’t like that she’s giving that vibe. I squeeze her tighter in my arms, kissing the top of her head. “How are you feeling?”
Do I want to know the answer to that?
I’d fucked her so hard, I’d made her cry. What kind of fucking animal does that?
To my relief, she doesn’t try to pull away from me, and that loosens the knot in my chest. “I’m okay. A little nauseous, but nothing I can’t handle.”
“That’s good,” I say, avoiding the subject I actually want to address with her.
Skye must sense my mood because she pulls out of my grasp just enough to come up on a hand so she can look at me. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Beau, please don’t shut me out. You’re the only person I have here who doesn’t hate me or want me to leave.”
That statement is a knife to my gut. “That’s not true.”
She comes to a sitting position and her tits, which had been crushed against my chest, are now on full display. I want to touch her, rub my fingers over her nipples, and hear those beautiful moans she gave me last night, but I don’t know if she wants me near her and I’m scared to push her.
