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“You don’t need to be in there when we’re questioning him. You don’t need to see what we’re going to do to him.”
“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Done myself.”
“That’s my fuckin’ point,” I snarl, getting pissed at the bitter expression she has. “You’ve been forced to do shit you shouldn’t for too damn long. You don’t need to witness any more of the dark shit that’s going to go down.” Letting out a breath, I whirl away from her, rake my fingers through my hair, and shake my head before looking back to her once more. “I’m trying to fuckin’ protect you, baby.”
“You don’t have to protect me.”
Those very words piss me off all the more.
“And why’s that? Huh?” I move into her space, curl my fingers on either side of her face, and lean in, dipping my mouth down to brush against hers. “Because you think you don’t need protecting? That none of us did it before. We fucked up, Rosemary, I know this, and so does every other brother here who knew you before. I told you that you’re mine, and I’ll be damned if you’re hurt in any way ever a-fuckin’-gain.”
I don’t give her a chance to respond. I claim her mouth with mine, sinking my fingers in her hair and holding her in place. My cock throbs in my jeans, hell it’s been hard since the last time I had my mouth on hers. Never in my life have I stayed hard for a woman the way I do for her. She makes me crazy with my need for her. All I want to do is sink inside her.
Rosemary wraps her arms around my neck and gives herself over to the moment. I know it when it happens. It’s in the way she relaxes, cocks her head, and gives me further access to that sweet mouth of hers.
Taking one hand away from her head, I wrap it around her waist and guide her backward toward the bed. Twisting, I fall on my back, bringing her with me. I release the other hand from her hair, roll us, and settle over Rosemary, my thighs between hers. The moans that pass her lips spur me on, and I grind myself against her, imagining what it would feel like to be sinking inside that warm, sweet pussy. Fuck, I can feel the heat of her through the leggings she’s wearing. I didn’t think anything could feel so good, and I want more.
Ripping my lips from hers, I pepper kisses down her jaw and her neck. I slip my hands under her hoodie and stroke her smooth skin. “I’ve missed touching you, baby. I’ve thought about it so many fuckin’ times. I lost track of the times I jacked off thinking about sliding inside you, Tigress. I want you again. Wild and hot for me.”
“Kevlar.”
The way she moans my name is nearly my undoing. She’s everything to me, and I want more of her. So fucking much more. Unfortunately, now isn’t the time. I’ve got shit to handle, and she’s not in a good place for me to take her.
Kissing her once more, I pull away and fall to my side, bringing her with me.
“You gonna let me deal with this without fighting me, baby?” I ask, laying my cheek on the top of her head.
“I want to be there, Kevlar,” she whispers and lifts herself enough to meet my gaze, cocking her head slightly. “What’s your actual name?”
She surprises me with her question. It’s not something I thought she’d ask me. I haven’t been called by my actual name in years. My own parents don’t even use it anymore. Instead, they use my road name, knowing what it means to me to have earned it.
“Calvin Bell,” I finally answer.
“Your whole name? Do you have a middle name?”
Sighing, I give her the answer she’s looking for. “Calvin Roth Bell.”
“I like it,” she says and repeats my name. “It’s beautiful.”
“It’s a name.” I shrug. “My parents named me after my two granddads to honor them.”
“That was nice of them.” Rosemary bites her bottom lip and gets that look in her eyes. “I need to be in there, Calvin. I have to know the truth. Please let me find out why he did this. Why he played his part in all of this.”
I hold her gaze and let out a frustrated breath. I can’t be sure if it’s out of sexual desire or plain old irritation. Hearing her say my name while talking to me, using it to plead with me, it does something to me, and I know I’m going to cave.
“Fine, but I’m warning you, baby, I’m going to be working him over. Me and Wolf. You get that look in your eyes I saw at the fight club, I’m taking you out of there and paddling your ass for not listening to me.”
I don’t want to take her in there, but I will because she needs this. As much as I want to fight her on it, I won’t take away her chance to get answers. When it’s over, I’ll revisit where her mind is. Then, later, I intend to revisit other things. Things I can’t wait to do. All of which involve me enjoying that sweet body of hers.
CHAPTER11
ROSEMARY
Walking hand in hand with Kevlar, my heart racing, I feel the urge to run away, but I don’t. I can’t. I need to know Rex’s reasons for doing what he did to me. That doesn’t mean I’m not nervous. The asshole had sold me out. Made it so I was taken so easily, and I’m sure he’s the reason nothing seemed out of place. No security camera feed. Nothing. Nada. Zip.
Kevlar didn’t want me to do this. I get why, but it’s a must. I want to see if Rex feels any remorse for what he’s done. I’m just grateful Kevlar didn’t fight me on this. More or less, he gave in to my need for this. Still, he made his stipulations, and again, I get it. I don’t want to watch him or anyone else torturing answers out of Rex. He’s right, I’ve seen enough of it.
The past months were enough to destroy me. I was willing to keep going in order to survive, but I knew what it was doing to me. I was losing myself, my sanity. That’s what they wanted, I feel it in my gut. The only reason I was taken, forced to fight . . . to kill, it was to break me. I’m sure of it. If I didn’t fight, I’d die. Fighting I survived, and I lost part of my soul. My spirit.
