Page 65 of Hell Bent


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“I’m so sorry.”

“Me too.”

“And you left the military after that and came up here?”

“I had nothing left. I was a mess. I had, still have, PTSD. I spent six months in a VA hospital. When I got out, I bought a biker and I headed north. Kept driving, crossed the border, until I got here. Something about this place called to me. And then I met Gage. I was too fucked up for normal life, so the MC was a perfect fit.”

“We’re two of a kind,” she admitted, staring at Dante with those luminous eyes, like she could see right into his dark soul. “After Rosemary’s death, I packed up my life in B.C. Everyone back home thought I was crazy. But I don’t care. I don’t know what’s going to happen after this, but I can’t go back. I guess I’m fucked up too. Witnessing death changes you.”

Dante nodded and finally closed his eyes.

He didn’t want to talk anymore.

Sage’s face was the last thing he saw before sleep claimed him.

* * *

Dante wokethe next morning with a stiff cock and a stiffer neck – wait –it was the other way around, because his dick was aching like a motherfucker.

No wonder too, since Sage was wrapped around his body, her hair teasing his jaw. Her thigh teasing his cock. Fuck.

Dante never had women stay the night. Ever. It was one of the few rules he lived by.

And he certainly didn’t have deep conversations with the women he slept with either. He didn’t talk about his past or his PTSD with anyone, ‘cept his crew.

And Sage.

He should get up. Now.

Just get up, hit the head, and grab some coffee.Leave her be.

But he couldn’t make himself move.

Something inside clicked at that moment, just like it did when he was on active duty or riding his sled. His gut told him that right here was where he needed to be. He should enjoy the moment because God knew life could change quick.

He slid one hand around her waist, pulling Sage closer to him.

“Morning,” Sage murmured as she kissed his neck, causing him to shiver.

God, he liked that way too much.

“Morning,” he replied gruffly, his voice sleep roughened.

“You seem to be deep in thought,” Sage whispered as she traced one finger over his chest. She teased his nipples with a featherlight touch, then tugged on his nipple rings. Intense pleasure rolled through him, and his dick grew harder.

“Fuck, Sage.”

“Exactly. Fuck Sage. Now.”

She chuckled and slid her hand lower, smoothing over his abs and then cupping his balls in her warm hand. She rolled then gently and then gave a tug, and he widened his legs, letting the pleasure wash over him.

Sage moved out from under his arm and slid down his body, until she was kneeling between his legs.

Her soft hair teased his balls as she took his cock in her mouth, licking and then sucking him down in one go. His cock was surrounded by warm, wet heat and his eyes rolled back in his head.

“Fucking hell, you’re good at that.”

She looked up at him and winked, and Dante began to sweat.

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