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And then we were alone.
CHAPTEREIGHT
DRAKE
When I stripped Januari’s jacket and clothes off and she stood before me bare, my hands trembled like a leaf in the middle of a raging snowstorm.
I felt like I was unwrapping a fucking present on Christmas morning and each piece of clothing I removed left me mesmerized by the perfect skin I found beneath.
And her noises—Christ, her noises. She was going to be a screamer, I just knew it. Every time my fingertips grazed over warm, soft skin, she moaned and quivered beneath my touch.
“Do you know what today is, baby?”
Her smile was gentle. “New Year’s Eve. It almost seems poetic, doesn’t it?”
She was so beautiful. So delicate. So much mine.
“You’ve come to me on the last day of the year. This morning my mind was heavy with the life I thought I couldn't have. Another year with no family. No queen and yet here you are. I want to put a baby in you. I want to feed your womb my seed and watch your middle grow with life.”
I dropped to my knees in front of her and pressed warm kisses to her midriff.
“Do you want that?”
My lungs failed to work and my heart stopped until I raised my gaze to see her smiling down at me.
Her hands caressed the sides of my face. “I want your baby, Drake. I wantyou. I want the family you want. You have no idea how happy that would make me. To have a place where I belonged. ” She paused, dragging her lower lips between her teeth. “A home.”
I pushed to my feet and pulled her into my arms. “Ourhome.”
She moaned and reached between us, unzipping my pants before taking my length in her warm hands. “Drake,” she shuddered out and her petite body shivered in my hold.
“Are you going to scream for me, angel?”
“Only if you make me.”
Soon every man in the club would know I’d laid claim to my queen. And that was fine by me. Nobody was touching Januari after me. I meant what I said. This angel belonged only to me. She would be my one saving grace.
I would spend the rest of my life making sure no one would ever touch her. She deserved that much.
My cock couldn’t get any harder as I ripped off my clothes. Boots first. Next, I took off my leather cut with all the Venom patches on it and laid it on the bed.
“See that?” I asked her.
She nodded, eyes fixed to the cut. “It’s beautiful.” She spread her fingers over it as if to touch it, but she didn’t.
“It’s sacred. And what I’m about to do to you on it is too.”
Her gaze flicked up to mine, surprise crossing her features. “You mean…?”
“I’m going to fuck you on it. Our sweat and cum will be on that cut. Blood too.”
She sank her teeth into her lower lip but didn’t look away. Her nipples grew tighter, those rosy pink tips hard as pebbles.
“It’s a bond, Januari. Making you mine. It’s like a promise. An oath between us. Do you understand?”
Hesitantly, she nodded, that look of awe still on her beautiful face. “Like your old lady? I don’t know all the biker lingo, but I think I have that right.”
A lump formed in my chest at the thought. Like I’d said, she’d bewitched me. I wasn’t driven by lust anymore—I was far too old for that shit. But I was old enough to know what I wanted in life, and that was this woman.
