Chapter 17
BEAR
She tasted of roses and the soft summer sun. She tasted of the salted ocean crashing just outside my window. She tasted like freedom. Like passion. Like beauty.
Margot. My Margot.
The woman I never stopped adoring.
I reached down, fisting her ass cheeks in the palms of my hands.
Her excess poured into the slats of my fingers, making me growl down the back of her throat.
Her hands slid through my hair. I picked her up against me, my body growing stronger than ever before.
My cock throbbed hard against my jeans as I walked us toward the bed, tossing her onto the mattress.
My eyes connected with hers as a playful squeal left her lips.
The only time our gaze broke was when I ripped my shirt over my head.
I clamored out of my clothes, ready to feel the heat of her smoothness against my skin.
She gasped at the sight of me. The hair I’d grown after our high school days.
The muscle that stacked on, day in and day out.
And the scars. Holy hell, the scars I had from my life.
“Bear,” she whispered.
I cocked my head. “Your turn.”
She grinned as I fell to her, sliding between her legs.
I couldn't wait to devour her. I couldn't wait to taste the thickness she’d grown in my absence.
I ripped her clothes off, nibbling her inner thighs and sucking on the excess around her belly button.
She giggled and gasped. Groaned and bucked.
She reached for piles of my hair, pushing me to where she wanted me to be.
And after I’d stripped my present bare, she was ready for the taking.
I slid her thick thighs over my shoulders, feeling them trembling around me.
Her nails raked along my scalp, trying to draw me nearer.
Trying her hardest to control the situation.
But I’d take my time with this reunion. With this encounter.
With this apology I wanted to lap through my tongue and imprint onto every part of her body she let me access.
“Bear, please,” she whispered.
Then, I slid my tongue up her slit.
“Holy fuck,” she groaned.
I dove into her depths. I couldn't wait another second.
The ocean that poured from her throbbing entrance coated my cheeks and my neck as I lapped her up.
Swallowed down as much of her as I could take.
She moaned and sighed. She arched her back, tilting her hips closer to my tongue.
I pressed deeply into her throbbing mound, swirling my tongue around her clit.
And when she shook for me, I knew she was close.
So, I backed off.
“No, no, no, no, no. Bear,” she whispered.
I chuckled as I sucked her thick pussy lips. Cleaning them off before diving in again. I filled her aching entrance with one finger. Then, two. I spread her, feeling how tight she was. And I knew the only way a woman like her could have been so tight was if she’d gone years without a man.
Just like I’d gone years without her.
“Oh, Margot,” I grunted.
I flicked her clit with my tongue, pumping my fingers inside her.
I crooked them, tickling that precious spot as her walls caved in around me.
They clamped down onto me, her entire body quivering in my presence.
I watched her naked body flush. I watched her tug on her tits as she rocked salaciously, losing control of her body.
“You’re gonna make me come. You’re gonna make me come. Bear. Bear. Bear, please!”
“Now,” I commanded.
Her hands flew to the sheets and she wrapped them up tightly. I filled her with three fingers, feeling her quake as she unraveled for me. I held my tongue out for her, allowing her to ride it. To rock against it. To buck and grind and do what she needed in order to take what she wanted.
And as our room filled with the smell of her, my cock wept with angst.
I needed to feel her around me.
I rushed up her body, feeling her collapse as our lips collided.
She licked herself off me, sucking on my lower lip and brushing her tongue against mine.
I growled as I pressed down on either side of her head.
Supporting myself, as I lined my aching dick up with her entrance.
She lifted her hips, offering herself to me as her curves jumped with ecstasy.
“I love you,” she said breathlessly.
And as our eyes connected, I slid deep within her. Sinking every solid inch of myself against her walls and into her wet warmth.
Until nothing kept us apart any longer.
“I love you too, Margot,” I murmured.
She felt like velvet wrapped around my body.
She hugged me. She tightened her legs around me.
She fucked me senseless as I hovered over her, riding the wave she created for us.
She set the rhythm and I followed the beat, allowing my heart to step in time with hers.
I nibbled her shoulder. Sucked on her earlobe.
Whispered how gorgeous of a woman she had turned into.
She was my sweet girl. My Margot. My woman.
And one day, if she’d have me, my wife.
“Fuck,” I growled.
“Come for me. Fill me up with you, Bear. Just like you used to do.”
“Margot, I—”
“Come with me, Bear.”
“Shit.”
“Come with me!” she cried out.
Her head fell back and an unearthly sound fell from her throat.
I sank my teeth into her neck, feeling like a feral fucking animal as the hairs on my back stood up.
My arms prickled. Her pussy clamped down onto me, sending electric shocks wafting throughout my body.
I pumped myself deeply into her, rutting against her.
Raking my thick curls along her sensitive clit, feeling her jump for me.
“You’re perfect,” I grunted.
I poured myself into her. Thread by thread. Pump by pump. Until my balls drained dry and her pussy pushed me out of her body. I collapsed on top of her, feeling her gasp for air as her curves blanketed my fall.
And as my face fell to the crook of her neck, she pressed a soft kiss to my cheek.
“I’ve missed you so much,” she whispered.
I slid off her body and pulled her with me, getting us both out of the mess we’d made.
I cradled her against me, watching her eyes dance between mine.
That glow in her face and the tint of her cheeks made me smile.
Really, truly smile. And as my heart beat rapidly in my chest, I reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
Then, reality set in.
“Why were you coming to the hospital if you knew it might put me in danger?” Margot asked.
I sighed as I cupped her cheek, trying to find the right answer.
“I did what I did the first time around because I made a silent vow to always protect you. Even if it was from myself,” I said.
“So, you weren’t completely confident I was safe when you pushed me out of here a few weeks back,” she said.
“I’m never one hundred percent sure about anything. That’s the nature of this lifestyle. So, I started sneaking out at night—evading the guys—in order to come see you. Check on you. Just to make sure you were okay. And healthy. And happy.”
“Until you were caught?”
I nodded. “They gave me inclinations that they didn’t know where this place was because of how they caught me.
So, I figured if they knew about you at the hospital, I could still scare them away long enough to get you back here.
A place they still don’t know exists. I’m sorry for getting you wrapped up in this, Margot. All I wanted was your safety.”
“You know how ironic that sounds, right?”
A grin spread across her face and I let out a soft chuckle.
“I promise you, with everything I am, you’re safe with me. At least, safer with me. Whatever threat is coming, we’ll take care of it. This crew? The guys? They’ll take care of you. Because so long as I love you—so long as I choose you—you’re one of us. And we’ve got your backs. Always,” I said.
She smiled. “Well, that much I know, at least. You guys lead a crazy and insane lifestyle, but you’re loyal. To a fault.”
“Bear!” Diesel exclaimed.
The slamming of a fist came down onto the door and I rolled my eyes.
“Sounds like the guys are mad,” Margot said.
“You stay here and do whatever you want. Take a shower or a bath. Get dressed and go get your things from your car. There’s a mini-fridge in the corner with drinks and snacks. Help yourself. You can turn on the T.V. Anything. Let me handle the guys, and I’ll be back,” I said.
“Church! Now,” Diesel growled from behind the door.
Then, he slammed his fist against it again.
“You sure they aren’t gonna kill you first?” Margot asked cheekily.
I snickered. “I’ve done worse.”
“Sounds like story time when you get back.”
I grinned. “And I’ll be back as quickly as I can get back.”
I hopped out of bed and managed to find my jeans. I slid them up my body, being careful of my sensitive dick as I zipped myself in. I pulled a black shirt over my shoulders and slipped out, taking one last peek back to see Margot sliding her gorgeous form out of bed.
Oh, I’d regret missing that shower with her.
“What the actual fuck is wrong with you?” Diesel asked.
“Excuse me, just sliding in here. Yeah. Excuse me. You guys can continue yelling at one another in a second,” Sutton said.
She pushed her way through the crowd and slipped through the door just as I went to close it.
She didn’t ask. She didn’t call out. She simply barged through with that headstrong grace I’d come to accept about her.
Diesel’s eyes were on fire as I let her into the room, and I knew he was ready to draw blood.
And once Sutton was safely inside, I closed the bedroom door.
I turned around, coming face to face with all the guys, and I mean all of them.
Grave. Brewer. Knox. The prospects.
“You’re gonna wake the girls and the kids if you don’t hush,” I said.
“Then, start explaining now. Otherwise, everyone’ll be miserable tonight. And that’ll be on you,” Diesel glowered.
“Look, when I shoved Margot out those doors a few weeks ago, I wasn’t sure she was completely safe. Not really. Maybe ninety percent sure. But after I started feeling better—”
“You started going to the hospital to check up on her,” Rock said.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“And how did that serve you?” Grave asked.
“The better question is how the fuck you got past us,” Brewer said.
“Around the back just off the cliff is a rockside that juts out a bit. I wrapped my bike around and took that path so you guys couldn't see or hear me,” I said.
They all blinked at me like I’d lost my damn mind.
“You could’ve plummeted off the fucking cliffside!” Diesel exclaimed.
“My man,” Toxin said, chuckling.
“You love her, don’t you?” Saint asked.
Toxin sighed. “Fuck. Another one to protect now.”
“Shut up,” Brewer said hotly.
Diesel narrowed his eyes. “Do you?”
I looked around before I herded the guys down the hallway.
I didn’t want Margot hearing anymore of this.
I didn’t want to ruin the beautiful moment we’d just had together with all this bickering outside the door.
Diesel tried stopping me, but I bucked up to him.
I pinned him with a look that told him there were more important things on my mind than him yelling at me. And he seemed to understand.
He turned around and got all of us away from my bedroom door before he demanded an answer.
“Okay. Speak,” Diesel said.
I nodded. “Margot and I go back. I dated her in high school. She was my first. And I never shook her.”
“Did she shake you?” Grave asked.
“Do you have to ask after the sounds we just heard?” Rock asked.
“Say what now?” I asked.
The guys chuckled as I cleared my throat.
“How long had you guys been standing here?” I asked.
“Long enough,” Diesel said.
I glared at him as I puffed out my chest, towering over our president.
“You don’t do that again. That’s a shared moment between myself and the woman I love. You don’t get to experience her like that. She’s mine, and that’s that,” I said.
I stared Diesel down for a long time before he finally cracked a grin.
“You’re an asshole for putting us all at risk. But what’s done is done. The truth is, Margot came under our protection the second she treated you,” he said.
“Now, can you fill us in on how Lars’ men knew you were seeing her at the hospital anyway?” Grave asked.
Diesel furrowed his brow. “Sounds like there’s more to the story.”
I nodded. “They cornered me on the road today. I was able to bluff myself out of the situation and scare them off. But they knew about Margot. About the hospital. About why I was headed there. They knew other stuff, too. They’ve been doing recon on us.”
“What do you mean?” Knox asked.
“How nice of you to join us,” Ryker said, chuckling.
But Knox only shot him a nasty look.
“When they confronted me, I cracked some joke about having a hard-on for ambulance lights. It was a situational thing, and they said something to the extent of ‘we thought jokes were more up Toxin’s alley.’ They’ve gotten close enough to know who we are, but they haven’t done recon on the area we’re in.
Because I bluffed about there being a police station around the corner from where they blocked me off as well as cameras on all the light poles.
And they didn’t question it. They kept looking around, like they’d been caught off-guard,” I said.
“Shit,” Grave murmured.
“I think their recon’s at least two months old. Maybe back when we first antagonized them and wiped them out. But now that thing Rock dug up on the construction site or whatever is starting to have merit. If we wiped out that many of Lars’ men—”
“—then they didn’t have enough guys to run the purchase of the site and do recon,” Diesel said.
I nodded. “I made a shit decision and it backfired on Margot, but it gave us some intel to work with.”
“No, your reasoning of the situation got us that. Good job,” Diesel said.
“Wait a second. He chases after some pussy in the middle of the night, dodges the rules, and he gets a pat on the back because he comes back with information on guys who cornered him because he didn’t evade them well enough?” Toxin asked.
“You watch that filthy mouth of yours, Toxin. She’s got a name, and if you don’t wanna use it, then shut the fuck up,” I growled.
“All right, that’s enough,” Knox said.
He pushed his way to the forefront as I drew in deep breaths through my nose.
“I think we can all agree from this that we need to be on the offensive. It’s not enough to defense. We need to attack, or do something before the mafia finds us first,” he said.
“I think he’s right. If they did recon once, they’ll strike it up again,” I said.
“Finally, some sense,” Cage murmured.
Diesel nodded as he bit down onto his lower lip.
“All right. All in favor of coming up with a plan of attack, raise your hands,” Diesel said.
But before any of us could get our hands in the air, gunshots rang outside.