The Savage Outlaw (Sins of Fire Real Anarchy West #4)

Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

The Shape of the Morning

E den wore the covers from the bed. Priest was fully dressed as normal. Lucky for both, the woman Eden rented the cabin from stocked the fridge with plenty of food. They could have stayed for a week, easily, before running out of food. However, the lack of alcohol in the place, that was a concern. An unopened bottle of wine on the counter with a note from the woman who owned the cabin thanking Eden for the business was the only stuff in the place.

Priest decided to cook some burgers, which he shaped by hand and cooked in a large, black, cast iron pan. Eden sipped wine right from the bottle, admiring in some strange way that a man like Priest could go from murder to sex to cooking so smoothly.

She shared the wine with Priest, who chugged it. Priest hated the taste of wine. But it was all they had.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had a man cook for me,” Eden said.

“I find that hard to believe.”

“I swear on it.”

“Who the hell have you been dating then?”

“You met my ex,” Eden said.

She smiled, wondering if there would ever exist a time when the subject of Priest murdering Cody would be something to joke about.

“You have a curious nature about yourself, doll. I know you’re thinking about it. I know you want to ask what happened after we left. I know you know you can’t know.”

Eden nodded. “I’m not used to this, Priest. Duh. This side of things.”

“Not many are. You’re too worried about the police and all that bullshit. That’s how you’ve been trained since you were a little kid. Just let it go. It’s handled.”

Priest finished cooking, placing four freshly cooked burgers on four buns.

“Lettuce, tomato, and all that other rabbit food?” Priest asked.

“No, thanks,” Eden whispered.

“Good for you,” he said. He grabbed a plate and handed it to Eden. “Hope you don’t like your burgers overcooked.”

“Just as long as it’s not so raw it’s still moo ing.”

Priest half smirked and nodded at Eden. That subtle look felt like someone tickling Eden’s heart for some reason. Her mind said one thing in that moment.

Ut-oh.

Eden sat on the floor with her back against the bed while Priest sat on the bed, his feet firmly on the floor. They ate and drank in silence. The burgers were heavenly, the wine decent enough.

“Wish I could just hide here forever,” Eden said.

“Fuck that,” Priest said. “Don’t hide from anything. You have nothing to hide from now.”

Eden looked up at Priest. Her jaw tightened for a second. “What happens now, Priest? This just all goes away? I mean, you have to trust me now.”

“I have to trust you?”

“You know what I mean. I saw stuff.”

“What do you want to have happen next, doll? You want me to take you home and drop you off? Never talk to you again? You can handle that? Walking around your place, knowing what happened there? Better yet, are you going to get a new place? Dive right back into your job. Working as many hours as you can. Avoiding reality.”

“Yeah, well, fuck you,” Eden said. “I like my job. Nobody is taking care of me. So I work and save my money. Didn’t know that was a crime.”

“What about life? What do you enjoy in life?”

“Apparently sleeping with bad men.”

Priest leaned down and touched Eden’s chin. “Say it correctly. We did not sleep together. We fucked . I fucked you, doll. I ate your cunt and then I fucked your throat.”

Eden felt chills move throughout her entire body.

“I stand corrected then,” she said.

Eden never had someone talk to her like that before. So rough about it. So honest. So dirty . Yet it was true. Oh, it was absolutely true. Eden felt the truth. Her body truly ached. Between her legs. Inside her core. Her jaw.

She looked at the fire in the fireplace once again. Now that she was full from eating, her body was completely crashing from the intense highs of the night.

Murder! Sex! Burgers!

“I have to make some more calls,” Priest said as he stood up. “You should get some sleep. We’ll leave in the morning.”

Eden looked up at Priest. Him standing and her sitting made him look even more monstrous and menacing. She reached for the pockets on his jeans and pulled. She moved to her knees. Then she stood up. The blanket fell down off her, leaving her still wearing nothing but a T-shirt.

Priest touched the bottom of her shirt. His big hands moved under her shirt, touching warm skin. There was no flirting with Priest. No subtle touching. No real teasing. His hands went up Eden’s T-shirt, right for her breasts.

She shivered and let out a soft whimper. His thumbs swiped across her tight nipples with force. Priest then used his right hand to lift Eden’s T-shirt, allowing her breasts to become exposed.

He dropped down, his mouth moving over her right breast with force and ease. Taking her entire breast into his mouth. Suckling so hard that tears filled Eden’s eyes. Her jaw dropped, hands curled up tight. She liked the way it felt. She liked… aggressiveness …

When Priest pulled his mouth away, he grabbed Eden’s nipple with his teeth and tugged until she groaned in pain. His hands moved from her shirt and went for the back of her neck. His thumbs pressed gently against her throat.

Priest kissed her forehead and offered a small, growling sigh.

“Get sleep, doll,” he whispered. “You’re safe here. You’re safe with me.”

He kissed her forehead once more and then walked out of the room.

Eden felt her knees wobble. She climbed into the bed, got under what covers were left, and stared up at the ceiling. Her toes curled up tight, her inner thighs trembling once more, thoughts racing through her mind.

He’s a murderous outlaw. I’m a nurse. I’m on the honest path in life. I’m part of society. He’s not. He’s a criminal. He's evil.

Yet at the end of the day, it was the evil, criminal, murderous outlaw that saved Eden’s life.

Not to mention that horrible man knew what to do with his tongue and his dick.

Eden’s eyes opened the next day and looked around the room. The fire had long since gone out. To her left, the murderous outlaw slept with his right arm over his eyes. Sleeping on top of the covers, wearing his jeans and his boots. Dressed and ready to jump up at a moments’ notice to fight. Or kill.

Next to Priest on the nightstand rested a gun.

Eden swallowed hard. She carefully turned to her right and reached for her phone. There were another thirty messages waiting from Liv and Sophia. Eden skipped reading them all and sent a text letting them know she was alive. Before she put her phone down, it started to vibrate.

Eden ignored it. She sat up a little bit in the bed and caught herself looking at Priest’s jeans. The massive bulge struggling to keep itself contained.

Eden… what the hell…

She had no idea. Call it caught up in the moment. She didn’t know what would happen when they left the cabin.

So…

Eden grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it up over her head. She sat up in the bed, fully naked. She leaned forward and inched down, touching the button on Priest’s jeans.

Her body warmed over. She couldn’t believe how fast the rush of desire attacked her body too. Soaked in a second just by the thought of seeing Priest’s cock once again.

Eager and almost bubbly, Eden opened the button on Priest’s jeans and tugged at the zipper. She watched the appearance of Priest’s cock. His thick root. His pubic hair. Veins that were calm yet still pulsing and clearly visible.

Eden caught herself licking her lips. She touched Priest’s cock and looked back at him to see if he’d wake up. He sucked in a deep breath and growled.

She pulled and wrestled Priest’s cock. It was like pulling a fucking python out of a bag. She felt him getting harder by the second. Thickness growing. Length stiffening. Her two hands holding what she could hold, the rest up for grabs for her mouth.

As soon as she leaned down and pressed her lips against the head of his cock, Priest growled louder and moved his arm from over his face. This was not an uncommon way for him to wake up. But this time when Priest opened his eyes, he blinked to make sure he knew what he saw.

Eden, fully naked, hunched over his cock, mouth open, taking him into her mouth.

“Fuck,” Priest groaned. “Good morning to you too, doll.”

Eden started to move, wanting to take her mouth off his cock and smile at him, but Priest didn’t allow it. He placed his hand to the back of Eden’s head and pushed. He thrust up, giving himself to her.

Eden groaned and jumped, a sharp pain shooting through her jaw. It was a good pain. A well-earned pain. Having Priest’s cock buried in her mouth felt like some kind of rite of passage.

Priest hurried to slide his hand down Eden’s back, over the curve of her perfect ass, and right between her legs. He wasted no time in circling his pointer and middle fingers around her tight cunt and then forced his fingers into her. Her sheath and warmth grabbed him.

“This fucking cunt,” Priest said.

He moved his fingers deep and twisted them around, making Eden’s hips jump and buck. She groaned with her mouth full of his cock, working her way into a rhythm, while pumping her hips back and forth, fucking Priest’s fingers.

For Priest, he simply just enjoyed the morning show. When he pulled his fingers from Eden’s sweet cunt, he licked the honey off them. The fucking taste was heavenly enough to almost make him promise to never commit another crime again in his life.

Of course that would never happen. Outlaw blood only knew outlaw life.

Priest reached for Eden with both hands, grabbing her hips and pulled her toward him. She groaned and her mouth popped free from his cock. That was fine for now. Some people drank a cup of coffee in the morning, Priest preferred the taste of a warm cunt. Right on his face.

He held Eden by her hips and positioned her right over his face. He brought her down to his mouth and his tongue darted right inside her warm, tender body. Eden cried out and reached for his cock, grabbing with two hands stroking him.

Priest ate .

He. Fucking. Ate.

His tongue slapped. His mouth slurped. He devoured Eden to the point where she started to bounce on his face, riding his tongue.

When Priest had somewhat of a savory fill, he slapped his hands against Eden’s bare ass and pushed her away from his face. His hands once again took hold of her hips and he moved her down to his cock.

Eden felt like nothing more than a toy for Priest to play with. She clawed at his hands as he lifted her over his cock and brought her down on top of him with force. Priest barreled into her with stretching force.

A surge of chills, pain, and pleasure attacked Eden from every nerve throughout her body. She faced away from Priest, staring at his huge, dirty biker boots. She leaned forward and placed her hands on his legs.

She gave herself to Priest in that position. She felt his hands spread her ass cheeks wide. He thrust up with force, his body slamming against hers, over and over.

Eden had no idea if she was going insane, if she was broken, or if she was going to make it out of this time in her life alive.

All she knew was that near Priest she felt safe.