Chapter 28
Jackal
The next week went by slowly and quietly. Hawk had woken up after his gunshot in pain, but he was able to eat, drink, and sit up. We took Church to him the first couple of days since Shivana forbade him from moving until she said so.
For someone who hated blood and didn’t want to be on the clinical side of things, she sure was good at it. My little bird was able to command a room of bikers. Her stubbornness and sass were the things I loved most about her. And she was fearless. If I didn’t know better, I never would have guessed she grew up in a wealthy family, sheltered and naive to the world. But even after being faced with real bad things by really bad people, she wasn’t affected. If anything, it’s almost as if the kidnapping and all the minor surgeries she performed for us only made her want more. And that scared me.
She should be more cautious, if not running for the hills. If she did, I’d follow her. I’d have to bring her back here, but I would keep her hidden away from all the bad. I didn’t think she’d be running anywhere, though. No, I’d have to keep an eye on her because she was getting bolder by the day.
Since Hawk was on strict orders to rest, it had been quiet and he didn’t send us back out. He said if he couldn’t be there with us, he wasn’t risking any of us.
We weren’t sure how to move forward yet, anyway. They were smarter than we expected. Instead of blindly following us, they lay in wait. They knew we’d eventually have to return to the clubhouse, and that road and direction was the only way back. After Hawk and I were taken back to the clubhouse to tend to our wounds, some of the guys combed the woods for anyone else, and for clues to how they came and left. There weren’t any trails out there and I never saw a light, only heard the bike. It had to have been some kind of crotch-rocket to make it out there with all the leaves and pine needles. It wasn’t raining that night, but summers in Georgia were riddled with thunderstorms that could drop inches of rain in less than an hour. Mix that with all the brush from the woods, and a bike like mine would be slipping and sliding, if not sinking into the ground.
“Hey, what’s on your mind?” Shivana asked as we lay in bed. Her warm skin was still sticky from the round we just had. I loved feeling her bare skin against mine. It was so soft in comparison.
“Nothing. Just thinking how many more times I can get you to come before you pass out.”
She rubbed her face into my chest, then settled back on my good shoulder. “I’m not sure I can stand now as it is. But I love experiments.” She lightly ran her fingers through the small patch of hair on my chest. “Seriously, though. You’re more quiet than normal.”
Pulling her close, I said, “Just worried.”
“About the other club?”
Sighing heavily, I answered, “Yeah. But it’s not for you to worry about, Lil Bird. It’ll be okay.”
“I’m sure it will. You guys have come out on top since I’ve been here, albeit with a few cuts and holes,” she said as her hand went to my other shoulder where she inspected her handy work. “Those can come out soon.”
“You’re really handy with a needle and tweezers. You sure you don’t want to be in a hospital or something? Working in the ER?”
She shook her head against me. “I don’t know why you don’t believe me, but I don’t like blood. Plus, as much as I like excitement, I don’t know if I can sustain that for the shifts required for that kind of role. I need a nap every time I get into some craziness with you all. But just because I don’t want to do it, doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be amazing.”
“That you would. You can do anything you set your mind on.” She proved that time and again.
“Like bagging my biker daddy?”
Leaning, I tickled her sides until she squealed.
“Jackal! I’m going to poke your stitches if you don’t stop!”
Pinning her arms, she was still giggling as I stared down at her. When she stopped squirming and opened her eyes, her smile slowly faded.
Those deep brown eyes fluttered, searching my face. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re real special, Lil Bird. You know that, right?”
Her smile grew again. “You only like me because you popped my cherry,” she said with a mischievous grin.
Shaking my head, I said, “You told me that wasn’t something worth making a big deal about, so I don’t. I mean you , Shivana. I worry everyday that I should have fought harder to push you away. Made you leave. But then when I think about you not being here, my chest squeezes so tight, I can’t take a good breath.”
“Jackal, I….” Her smile faded again, but her eyes didn’t falter from mine.
“You don’t have to say anything. But I need you to know I can’t handle anything happening to you. So I’m gonna piss you off, but I don’t care, if it means you’re safe. Whether you like it or not, you’re mine.”
“You have me pinned, while naked, so I am not sure what to say.”
I let go of her arms and sat up. She did so as well, pulling the sheet up to her chest. Her wild waves curled around her face.
“You’re making this hard,” she said.
My brows pinched. “It’s quite simple, really.”
She bit her lip, then said, “I mean you’re making it hard to pretend this is a fling, Jackal.”
My hand went to her cheek, cupping it as she leaned into my palm. “So stop pretending. I haven’t been. Have I not been clear with you?” My thumb brushed over the softness of her face. “Why are you fighting so hard?”
“I know it’s hard for you to understand, but I wanted to be down here to not just be someone’s wife, or woman, or Old Lady… whatever ,” she said as she waved her free hand wildly. “I’ve always done what someone else wanted me to do. What was expected of me. And there was a plan for me laid out by other people, but I didn’t want that. This was going to be my chance to find myself, to make my own path. Not just to follow in my father’s footsteps or get married and make babies.”
“So, do that. Just do it with me.”
She released a heavy sigh. “How? You ‘claimed’ me like I’m property and won’t let me leave. I want my dream job. My own house.”
I gripped her chin, tipping her head up and leaned in closer. “Lil Bird, calling you mine doesn’t mean I think you’re property. It means you’re mine to protect, mine to touch, mine to love.”
Her lips parted on a gasp. But I kept staring into those questioning eyes. “Jackal─”
“Jacob.”
Her head shook lightly. “What?”
“My road name is Jackal. You should know my real one.”
“Jacob,” she whispered.
“I haven’t heard that in such a long time, coming from you it sounds like a beautiful song.”
Wanting to taste my name on her lips, I finally leaned in and ran my tongue over her bottom one before pushing inside her mouth. My hands went to her neck and shoulders, feeling the tension in her muscles loosen with each deepened stroke.
She pulled away slowly, her eyes still closed. “Jacob, you can’t keep distracting me with your hotness. It’s not fair.”
“You distract me even when you’re not nearby, Lil Bird.”
“I don’t want to be a bird in a cage. I know you want to protect me, but I can’t live like that.”
Blowing out a deep breath, I nodded. “I don’t want to cage you. I just want you safe. But I don’t want you to hate me, either. We’ll find a way to make this work. I just ask that you understand that I don’t mean to trap you, just protect you.”
“I can’t hate you. If I could, I would’ve already left,” she said.
Pulling her to my lap, she let the sheet fall and I held her close. “I don’t want you to resent me, either. I’ll find a way for you to have everything you want. Just say that you’re mine.”
“So we can have our own place, and I can have a job?”
“We?” I asked.
“Well, yeah . I’m not completely dense. I know I can’t protect myself and, honestly, I don’t think I could get a good night’s sleep without you now. I can’t very well have my dream job if I’m not well rested,” she spouted as she rolled her eyes.
“So you’re just using me then?” I joked, squeezing her tighter.
“Maybe.” She bit her lip, grinning.
“What else do you want, Lil Bird?”
“Besides hot sex and a research job? Nothing. Well, good food. I like to eat.”
Chuckling, I cupped her ass. “I can handle that. What else? I want you to have everything. But what is everything to you?”
She reached between us, pulling at the sheet in her lap that separated her pussy from my growing cock.
Her hips rocked, her wetness rubbing against my stomach. “A car. Or I suppose an SUV would be better, since you’re so big.”
Reaching over into the side table, I pulled out a condom before we got too deep. “Yeah? What else?” I asked as I reached between us, rolling it down before letting her take over again.
She positioned herself over my length, but slid over it, up and down, not taking me inside yet. “I’d like to not need those,” she said as her breathing became more labored.
“Is that right? Are you proposing something?”
She stopped, her hands thrusting into my hair, practically panting. “Proposing I’d like to feel you bare, but I thought I just said that?”
“Sounds good, Lil Bird. But I was talking about what could happen if we did that?”
She stopped her hips, and her lips thinned but her chest still heaved. “I don’t want kids, Jacob. I guess we should have talked about this before, but it’s not something I imagined for myself.”
Relief filled me. “Lil Bird, I said I wanted to give you anything you heart desired. If that meant a kid or two, I may have agreed for you. But honestly, it’s not something I’ve wanted, myself. Even if it was, I should have done that a while ago. But I need to know you’re not just saying that because it’s what you think I want to hear.”
Gripping my hair tighter, and slowly rolling her hips again, she said, “Since when have I not told you what I wanted?”
“Fair,” I said as I rocked, rubbing her hardened clit with the tip of my cock. “If that’s true, then I can get snipped and we can toss that box to one of the guys. Because I can’t imagine how fucking perfect your hot little cunt will feel bare.”
“You’d do that? For me?” she said, moving a little faster.
Holding her hips, pressing her harder against me, I said, “I told you, I just want you to be happy.”
She moved her hips out enough that my cock tilted for her to take it inside. She slowly lowered over it until she took me to the hilt and her ass was on my balls. “I’m yours, Jacob.”
Her mouth landed on mine, her hips rocking and slick sounds slapping. Her hands were in my hair, and I loved the tugging. I gripped her hips, helping her bounce on my cock, faster and faster.
“That’s it baby. Take what you want.”
“Fuck me,” she said with a ragged breath.
“No, you fuck me, baby. Ride my cock.”
I fell back, and she leaned over me at first, then sat up, riding me hard as she held my hair. Her big tits bounced in circles as she went up and down over me.
She moaned and mewled, panting as she started to break apart. Her pussy pulsed around me and my balls tightened. “Fuck yeah, baby. You’re fucking me so good. I’m coming.”
She let out multiple moans before she finally yelled, “Jacob, yes!”
“Say you’re mine, Lil Bird,” I said through gritted teeth.
“I’m yours, I’m yours! Fuck!” she called out before she collapsed on my chest, her whole body relaxed, and she released her grip on my hair.
Running my fingers over her slick back, we both caught our breath before my dick finally slipped from her. She whimpered as it did. I chuckled, running my hand down her round ass, then between her legs. Pressing two fingers inside, she let out a satisfied moan. My Lil Bird liked to be filled up by me, even after she was satiated.
I meant everything I told her. I now existed for two things–my club and my woman. Now she knew it.