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With the way Kevlar was with me in his room when they first rescued me, and now, it’s been nothing but tenderness, even mixed with a dominant force. I saw the way he looked at me. The way he kissed me, God, my body, it feels like I’m going to go up in flames. I want him. His mouth. His hands. Everything. I want to feel him moving inside me, thrusting deeply. Hard and rough. Just like he did before.
This time though, I know it wouldn’t be just the biker taking me, fucking me, it would be the man. Calvin. He might be Kevlar to the club, but to me, I see him only as the man. He’s gentle yet rough. Sweet, but hard.
Kevlar stops us outside another building and twists me to face him, arms going around me. “Last chance, baby, you sure you want to go in there?”
“I need to,” I answer, hoping he doesn’t hear or see the sheer fear trying to take hold.
I’ve never been one to fear anything, but here I am, fearing what Rex might say . . . what might happen next. I know in my gut it’s not over with. The guys even know it’s not. Dominic let me be taken from him way too easily. He sacrificed his twin brother to save his own ass. What else is he capable of? For that matter, what’s Enyo made of? Will she come at me in another way?
“We get in there, don’t think you have to stay. Fuck, I’d prefer if you weren’t going in there.” I don’t miss the way his eyes flare with irritation and how he grits his teeth.
Leaning into him, I lay my head against his chest and wrap my arms around his waist. “Thank you, Calvin.”
Kevlar squeezes me and kisses the top of my head. “Don’t call me that when we’re about to go in a room with a man I’m ready to kill. It’ll only piss me off.”
“Why?” I pull away as I ask.
“Because it makes me hard, and I want to fuck you. You ain’t ready for me to do that yet,” he remarks.
Cocking a brow, I watch him closely. “Who says I’m not ready for you to do anything with me? What if I wanted you to fuck me? What if I want to feel you inside me, making all the horrible memories go away? To replace them with something so hot.”
Kevlar’s eyes get that intense look in them, and he looks ready to throw me over his shoulder and carry me back into the clubhouse to his room. Tipping his head a bit, he gets in my space, leaving no room between us. “When I get inside you, I intend to work the nightmares out of you, but first, I’m going to get you hot enough you’ll want to go up in flames. I’m going to tie you to the bed and make you beg me to slide my cock inside your pretty pussy. But baby, I know you ain’t ready for it. Not yet, at least.”
My breath hitches in my chest, catches in my lungs, and if I don’t release it soon, I might faint from lack of oxygen to my head. Kevlar’s words have me soaking my panties and leave me aching for him. This shouldn’t be possible, I’ve not had him in so long.
Maybe that’s my problem, it’s been as long as it has. Kevlar was the last guy I’d slept with. He marked me that night, and no other would do. The very fact that he’s hard now and still not doing anything about it turns me on all the more and makes me want him.
Parting my lips, I lick my bottom one and watch him as he focuses in on my mouth. Kevlar shakes his head and sighs irritably.
“Come on, Tigress,” he grunts, turning us, keeping an arm around my waist, holding me close to his side. “We’ll finish this discussion tonight.”
“Okay, and for the record, I’ll say that I would like to finish what we were doing earlier instead of talking about it.” I breathe, not wanting anyone else to hear me.
Before everything, I didn’t hold back what I wanted to say or who I said it to or in front of. But I learned quickly to keep my thoughts to myself or face the consequences. Sure, I’d get lippy with Dominic, but not as I would before. He made sure to show me he had no problem killing. That first week, I watched him slice the throat of two women. Two who had done nothing but beg for him to let them go. He raped one while his men did the other. Then he killed them. Ran a blade right through their necks like it was butter. The worst of it was he’d come over to me and wipe the edge of the bloody blade against my cheek and tell me to do as I was told or I’d face the same fate.
I shudder at the memory, and Kevlar feels it. He doesn’t question me, he probably thinks it’s because of what we’re about to do now, but it’s not.
Kevlar opens the door, and I immediately hear Rex shouting.
“You’re going to pay for this. You won’t get away with taking me this way. I know people. They’ll make you suffer for this.”
Kevlar’s arm tenses and his fingers dig into my waist.
“Yeah, and who would that be?” Wolf asks.
Wolf wasn’t at the Original’s clubhouse, but Jade explained to me that the members here came from different charters. He’s from the Franklin Charter, along with another guy named Sabor. The ones from the Original Charter are Viper, Cyprus, Kevlar, and Aries. Vulture and the others, I don’t know yet which clubs they came from, but it was either from Tennessee, Southeast, or Colorado.
I find it weird the club has some they call by states or cities, but then you have Southeast and Originals. Why not also call them by a state? But then that wouldn’t work for the Franklin Charter since it’s in the same state as the Originals.
“I’m not telling you shit. You’ll figure it out soon enough.” Rex sneers.
“Why don’t you tell me?” I speak up, keeping my emotions in check. I refuse to let him see what he did to me and how it affected my life.
Rex nearly pulls an exorcism move, twisting around, eyes beading out of his head, and he stares at me like he was seeing a ghost with the way he pales. “How?” he croaks.
“I see you’re changing your tone,” Kevlar says, moving us forward.
Rex takes in the hold Kevlar has on me and narrows his gaze, lip curling. “I knew you were fuckin’ him.”
