CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Karina
The ride up to Dante’s cabin is interesting.
The plug—even though he said it’s the smallest one—leaves me feeling very full and aware of my ass.
Honestly, after the way he looked at me once he got the plug seated, I’m amazed we even made it out of the clubhouse.
I thought for sure I was in for a night of being bent over and fucked every which way.
Who am I kidding? I’m sure that’s still in the plans.
Sure enough, as soon as we enter the house, he’s stripping off my clothes, leaning over to suck my nipples into his hot mouth. We end up on the couch, with me straddling his lap.
“Ride my cock, baby girl.”
Planting my hands on his shoulders, I raise and lower myself until I scream out my release. Dante helps me up, and then bends me over the back of the couch, slamming his cock in me.
“This is so fuckin’ hot,” he grunts out as he twists and turns the plug in my ass. The dual sensations drive me crazy and I come again, bucking and calling out his name.
He groans and stops his frantic thrusting.
A sharp slap on my ass makes me giggle. He stalks out to the kitchen and returns to me with a smirk on his face. His strong arms lift me and he carries me upstairs while my fingers trace the lines of the bull tattooed on his chest.
“How long have you been in the MC?” I ask. He doesn’t talk about the club with me very much, but I am curious about something that is such a big part of his life.
“Sixteen years. Started hanging around at sixteen. Got my prospect rocker at eighteen. Became a full-patched brother a year later.”
He smiles down at me and sets me on the bed.
“Hands and knees, babe.”
I roll over and do as he asks. He grabs the end of the plug and twists it. I can’t believe how much he loves this thing. A twist in the opposite direction makes me moan. Then he tugs it out and retreats to the bathroom where I hear the water run for a while.
He chuckles and shakes his head when he comes out and finds me in the same position. “Up in bed, baby girl. Had a long fuckin’ day and I am ready to go to sleep holdin’ my girl.”
He’s so sweet. I can’t get under the covers fast enough. He pulls me close and nestles me against his side. The lamp clicks off, and I feel his hand stroking over my hair and back. “Can’t believe I’ve gotten so used to this already. Fuckin’ hated bein’ away from you.”
It’s the second time he said something like that tonight. Inside I’m glowing with pride that he feels this way about me.
“Me too,” I whisper. “I missed you.”
“Were you nervous being alone up here?”
I think about it. I was a little scared the first night. “Not too bad. I made sure I was inside before dark and that helped.”
He hugs me a little tighter. “Good, ’cause I gotta go on another run next week. Gonna be short like this one, but still.”
“That’s okay,” I tell him. “I’ll be fine.”
“I know.”
We fall asleep holding each other.
Dante
Church is quick this week. Hemi won’t even look my way. Good. The fucker finally learned his lesson. His split lip and black eye give me a measure of comfort.
We divide up the runs that need to happen this week. I’ve got seniority so I pull the shortest one out to Cherry Valley. It’s not an easy territory, but it’s not as rough as what Hemi’s facing again. I smirk when he opens his mouth to whine about it.
“We’ve all done our time making that delivery and pick-up,” Romeo snaps.
Luck will go with me to Cherry Valley. Wolf volunteers to ride with Hemi.
We break, and Prez calls me back.
“How’s the hot lil’ bitch doing? Ready to pass her off yet?”
“Fuck no.” I respect my Prez, but his comments about my girl are startin’ to piss me off. I jerk my head toward one of our older members. “You talk about Mug’s ol’ lady like that?”
He rears back, clearly surprised. Fuck, so am I.
“If she looked like Karina, yeah, I probably would.”
I fuckin’ hate the way her name sounds comin’ out of his mouth. Fuck, I hate he remembered her name. Can’t remember the last time he even used a woman’s actual name. They were all babes, honeys, and bitches to him.
“Besides, you said she ain’t your ol’ lady yet.”
“Well she’s in my house, in my bed, and on my bike.” I point at the table. “Only thing missin’ is a club claiming and she ain’t ready for that yet.”
“All right. Calm the fuck down. Won’t say another word about her hot little ass, okay?”
I growl and flip him off, which only makes him laugh.
Stalking into main room, I spot Hemi gettin’ sucked off on the couch.
Okay. Could have done without that. On closer inspection, I see it’s Sadie doin’ the suckin’ and I fucking laugh.
Bitch wasted no time replacing me. And if Hemi thinks this is some sort of turnabout, he’s mistaken.
I grab my cell phone out of the box our VP makes us drop them into before every meeting and head home.
Karina pulls into the driveway behind me. She squeals and runs over as soon as she gets out of her car. “Dante,” she yells flinging herself against me so hard, she almost knocks us over.
Can’t help laughing at how excited she is to see me. Told her I’d be back real late tonight. Now I’m glad my plans changed.
She pulls back and peppers the side of my face with kisses. Fisting my hand in her hair, I hold her still and take her mouth.
Pink stains her cheeks and she’s panting when I finally let her go.
“I’m so happy you’re home early.”
“Me too, baby girl.”
I tip my head up, the clear blue sky calls to me. “Let’s go for a ride.”
Her mouth curves in an excited grin and she claps her hands. “Can I go change first?”
“Yeah, of course. Make sure you grab a sweatshirt.”
She nods and runs inside.
Less than ten minutes later, she’s flyin’ out the front door. I hand over her helmet and help her strap it on.
Having her at my back feels right. The weather’s perfect. We’ve got a few more hours of daylight and I know exactly where I want to take her.