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Because Haven has woken something inside me. I just don’t know what that is, but fuck, do I like it.
And even if spending tonight with Haven is the last time I will ever get to be with her, at least we will have tonight.
The Next Morning
My body aches as my eyes flutter open, then instantly squint again from the pain searing through my skull. Letting out a small groan, I go to sit up, my stomach churning slightly with the movement. “Fuck,” I mumble under my breath.
A slight laugh echoes from the other side of the room. My head snaps around, my hand sliding under the pillow to reach for my gun, but it’s not there. My head spins with the fast movement, disorientating me slightly.
“You’ve got one hell of a hangover by the looks of it.”
I glance over to see the woman from last night pulling up her leather pants as I lay naked in a bed that is definitelynotmine. Clearing my throat, I scrub at my face to try and wake myself up a little more. “You drank as much as I did. Why aren’t you in the fetal position on the floor right now?”
She chuckles, pulling her bloodstained shirt over her head. “Guess I’m not a lightweight.”
I scoff out a laugh, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, the white sheet covering my cock and thighs. “So aah… last night it was… fun,” I say.
She rolls her eyes, sliding the leather jacket over her arms. Silky dark hair falls in waves over her shoulders. “Do you even remember my name, Alpha?”
Smirking, I stand from the bed, completely naked, and walk over, grabbing her hand in mine. “Yeah, little lamb, I do.”
She head tilts to the side mockingly. “Little lamb isnotmy name. Thanks for the amazing sex, but I have to go.”
Haven starts walking off, but I reach out for her hand again, pulling her back to me. “Haven, wait.”
Those sparkling eyes of mischief lock onto mine, her brow raising while a slow smile crosses her lips. “So, youdoremember?”
“I remembereverythingabout last night,” I reply honestly, my mind flashing back.
Haven took my entire length down her throat, the tip slipping into the tight channel. My head squeezed further down the tight opening, and I let out a groan at the feeling. She didn’t even flinch at how deep I was, then she began to hum, sending a vibration around my cock, seated deep inside her. The pleasure rippled through me so fucking intensely that I couldn’t control myself, and I punched the fucking mirror to let out the adrenaline.
She chuckles, bringing me back to the present.
My eyes lock with hers, and I widen my eyes in question. “Something funny?” I ask.
Haven exhales with a shrug. “I don’t understand you.”
Jerking my head back, I narrow my gaze. “What’s not to get?”
“You’re a biker. Clubhouses typically have their own bar, right?”
“Right,” I reply, trying to rid the thoughts of her sucking me off from my mind.
“So what’s the president of the local MC doing in a dive like Gears, drinking on his own?”
Licking my lips, I slowly exhale. “You didn’t think to ask me this last night?”
Haven’s eyes drop from mine to my semi-erect cock, and she shrugs. “I kinda had other things on my mind last night.”
“Honestly, sometimes I need space to drown in my own shit. To not have my brothers around me.”
“So you’re wallowing?” she asks.
This woman can read me incredibly well.It’s kind of unnerving.
“I like to think of it as not bringing those around me down to drown with me.”
She snorts out a laugh. “Or it’s merely an excuse to feel sorry for yourself for whatever shit you’re going through.”
