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I don’t miss the hurt in her voice, and it enrages me. “I don’t fuckin’ know how she got in my room, but I intend to find out. Those bitches at the clubhouse know the rules for them being there. They know what’s off limits, and the bitch never should have been in my room without my permission.”
“Don’t you lock your room?” Lifting her head, she meets my gaze with a furrowed brow, concern filling her expression.
“Yeah, normally I do. I had to have forgotten to lock it back up after being in there earlier before you got to the clubhouse,” I answer, lifting my head enough to brush my lips against hers. “If I had locked it, you wouldn’t have been able to get in there, let alone Jezebel. She never would have been about to fuck with you the way she did if I hadn’t left the damn door unlocked.”
“She was naked, looking as if she’d been very pleased with herself.” I could hear the hurt in Bristol’s voice, and it guts me to know that because of my fuck up, some bitch was able to hurt her.
“I’m sorry, Butterfingers, but I was never with her.”
“But you have been with her. Jezebel was kind enough to tell me how you and she had a great time the night you got back,” she says, anguish filling her voice and gutting me at the same time.
“Bristol, I can’t change shit that happened before I got my head out of my ass. I fucked up when it comes to you in more ways than I care to admit, but we’re past all that now and can’t be looking in the rearview mirror constantly. You gotta let it go, and so do I.” The both of us need to let all the shit in the past go and move on. And that means it’s time to explain to her my plan to put a stop to the Swedish relatives from fucking with me or getting her.
“I can let it go,” she whispers, nodding, “but I’ve got to admit, I’m tired of hearing those women talk about your cock and how well you know how to use it. Even more about how you fucked them while?—”
“Don’t worry about what those bitches say. From now on, it’s just you and me. My cock in your pussy. Your pussy taking what I give it and how I want to give it. When. Where. Doesn’t matter long as my cock’s inside you,” I state firmly, not letting her finish her sentence. Rolling her until I’m between her legs and she’s on her back, I slip through her slick heat and slide right into the sweetest pussy I’ve ever known. “When it comes to you and me, this is all that matters. Not what some skank says or tries to pull over on you. They’re just trying to get in your head. You can’t let them do that. So, I’m gonna fuck you until all you can think about is feeling me inside you.”
“Oh . . . Beast.” Her voice breaks on a moan, driving me insane with the headiness of it. So many things about this woman turn me on, and her voice is definitely one of them. Each and every sound that comes from her mouth makes me want to fuck her, and being inside her, it makes me want to fuck her even more. I intend to do that now.
After I have my fill for now and sate the lust inside me that only she can tame, I’ll fill her in on what needs to happen.
“You can’t be serious?” Bristol gapes, staring at me wide-eyed.
“Very serious,” I grumble. “When it comes to keeping you safe, I’ll do what it takes.”
“But this?” She blinks, shaking her head. “I think you’ve lost some marbles if you think this is a good idea.”
“What better way to get the bastards to leave us alone?” Shrugging, I get out of bed, find my jeans on the floor, and have to pick Jagger up off them before I can pull them on. Tossing the cat on the bed, I meet Bristol’s gaze while shoving one leg and then the other in my jeans. “If we don’t, then they’ll keep coming at us until they get what they want.”
“But to fake our deaths? That’s complete insanity.” She huffs, pulling the sheet over her breasts to conceal them from my view at the same time pulling Jagger toward her. “We can’t just fake our deaths. Besides, wouldn’t they go after your brother if they thought you were dead?”
“No, because he wasn’t born first,” I inform her. “There’s no other way around this.”
“There has to be. We can’t do this. Seriously, Beast, there’s no way possible to do it. It’s also way, way, way illegal. We can’t do something so asinine and get away with it.”
“We can if we have the right connections.” Crossing my arms, I stand firm. I’m not going to change my mind on this.
“There has to be another way,” Bristol cries. “We don’t have to hide from them . . .” She pauses, and I can all but hear the wheels spinning in her head. “What if . . . what if we got married? Wouldn’t that put a stop to it?”
“They’d come after our kid then if we did that.” The thought of her being pregnant scares the shit out of me. We haven’t been using protection, and I know she’s not on the pill. I asked her about it the first time we had sex. We’ve been playing with fire, but when it comes to sex with my woman, I don’t want any barriers, and considering she’s not on anything, I’m willing to bet she’s already knocked up. If not, then she will be soon enough.
“We can protect a child together,” she protests hastily. “I won’t do this, Beast. We can’t. It’s not the right way to handle this. I know in my heart it’s not the right way. It would meandisappearing from those we see as family. I started to gain a relationship with my sister.”
“I know, baby.” I blow out a frustrated breath, close my eyes, and pinch the bridge of my nose. “It’s not going to be easy, I know it, but it would work.” She’d be safe, and I could make sure they never found either of us.
I knew what it would mean, and it would suck.
“I’m not doing it, Beast,” she declares, getting out of the bed and glaring at me. “You can do it all you want, but I refuse to do so. If you want to fake your death, then by all means, go for it.” Standing across from the bed, gloriously naked, nipples hard and her body flush from the fucking I’d given her, she stands off with me. “If you do this, you’ll be nothing more than a coward,” she snaps, spins on her heels, stomps the short distance to the bathroom, and slams the door behind her.
Nothing more than a coward. That’s the way she would see me if I did this, but it would mean protecting her and keeping her from being taken from me.
“Fuck,” I breathe out harshly, raking my fingers through my hair roughly. She thinks there’s a better way to handle this situation. Maybe there is but damned if I can figure it out. One thing I know for certain, though, is she’s right, it is a coward’s move. I just don’t want to lose her.
Again.
If I’m going to be able to keep everything I have in my life. My family. My woman. I’m going to need to come up with a way to make sure no one can take what’s mine from me. This means I’ll need to talk to my brothers. With their help maybe I can see that nothing ever happens to Bristol or anyone else I care about.
CHAPTER 17
