Chapter 12
Feather
What is it about Pike that drives me crazy? What is it about a man I barely know that makes my knees weak? Why do I feel so close to him when I barely know anything about him? I have no answers. I have no idea why I want to be with this man, and it’s driving me crazy.
He’s kissing me like it may be the last time, even though he just made me promise no other man would kiss me or touch me. I moan into his mouth as he grinds himself against me. He’s hard. Harder than I’ve ever felt a man, and it’s all for me.
When Pike finally pulls his lips from mine, he searches my eyes. I can see the lust in his, and I know exactly what it is he wants. I nod my head once. That’s all he needs. His lips are back, caressing mine before running down the side of my neck. I squirm beneath him and claw at his back. I need this. I want this, and I want it with Pike.
He pulls away and quickly pulls our clothes off. I’m naked. Vulnerable. Open to him and only him. I never thought this would happen. I never thought I would be with anyone but Blake.
“How many men have you been with, Jailbait?”
“Just Blake willingly.” A growl leaves his throat before he pulls out a condom and rips the package open. I lay here, watching his every move as he slid it over his length. His eyes come back to meet mine, and I can see the feral look in them. He wants to rip me apart. He wants to tear me limb by limb, but there’s something else in his eyes, too. Something that tells me he won’t do that. That he’s holding back, I shake my head as he watches me.
“No, what?”
“No holding back, Pike. I want all of you.” It’s like those words hold more meaning to him than I thought. He nods once and then grabs his cock, lining up with my entrance before leaning down and taking my lips once more. His tongue dips into my mouth just as he thrusts into me. I want to cry out, but I can’t. Not with his mouth devouring mine.
At first, he’s slow and steady with each thrust inside of me, but as I claw at his back and arms, he picks up the pace.
“Please, Pike.”
“I think I like hearin’ you beg for my cock, Jailbait. Do it again,” he demands.
“Please, Pike. Please.” I’m not ashamed to beg this man for what I want. I’m not above it and he gives it too. He begins to thrust into me frantically. I hold onto him, pulling him closer as he fucks me harder. My eyes roll back, and chills run all over my body as he takes me the way he wants to. Hard and fast. I savor every second of what he’s doing to me. My body bucks, wanting more of him. I’ve never felt this full, this sated before.
I reach up and pull Pike around the neck down to me. His lips land on mine in a frantic kiss I can’t get enough of. I keep him pulled close when he groans.
“You’re gonna make me come, Jailbait.”
“Do it, Pike,” I beg him. I’m so close I can barely stand it, and I need that release. I need to let go. He has me on edge, and my body is trembling. He growls low in his throat before taking me harder. A few more rough thrusts and we’re both falling apart. He groans his release as I cry out his name.
I’m out of breath as I lay with him still inside of me. Pike finally moves, pulling out of me and discarding the condom. Then he drops back onto the bed next to me and catches his breath.
“You okay, Jailbait?”
“I’m … good.”
“Just good?”
“Better than good,” I reply with a smile on my face. Pike rolls to his side and pulls me to do the same so we’re lying facing each other. His lips touch mine gently before he pulls back and runs his fingers along my cheek.
“Good. It only gets better, darlin’.”
“Is this okay, Pike?”
“Everything is okay. I’m gonna handle the situation we have.”
“Do you have to?”
“What do you mean?”
“I was in the wrong, Pike. It’s my fault,” I tell him. It’s not a lie. I did this to myself.
“No. It’s Blake’s fault. He sent you in here.”
“And the other club? He just did what was right.”
“No, he touched somethin’ that didn’t belong to him,” Pike growls again.
“I’m fine, though.”
“Your face isn’t fine, darlin’. You have to go to work, and that isn’t acceptable.”
“You can’t tell me you didn’t think about doing the same thing to me. I stole from you.”
“You did, Jailbait. But I make it a point not to hit women.”
“This is all so confusing.” I cover my face with my hands. Pike sits up and pulls my hands free before looking me in the eye.
“There’s nothin’ confusin’ about this, sweetheart. You’re mine now. I take care of what’s mine. You wanna work? Fine, but the Blake shit and the RRMC shit? That’s on me. That’s for me to take care of. You got me?” I nod my head slowly, although I don’t like the idea of him handling my problems.
“I’m sorry, Pike.”
“For what?”
“Bringing you so many problems.”
“You brought me more than that, Feather. Don’t worry about it. I got this.” I nod my head when he pulls me into him. I snuggle into his chest and close my eyes, just breathing him in. He holds me tightly, and I listen to the sound of his heart beating against me.
I don’t know if this is the right thing to do. I don’t know if leaving this for Pike to deal with is the right decision. I brought this shit on myself. I let Blake dictate what I did and now Pike is going to clean up the mess. I don’t know how I feel about that.
“What are you thinkin’ about?”
“The fact you have to clean up my mess.”
“Don’t think of it that way. I don’t have to do shit I don’t wanna do, Feather. It’s my choice, and I’m choosin’ you.”
“I don’t understand why.”
“Does there need to be a reason?”
“Kinda.” The stillness and silence are a little unnerving. Pike isn’t saying anything, and I don’t know what to say. Then he speaks.
“You came back,” he murmurs.
“What do you mean?”
“You didn’t leave me in my room at the hospital. You came back to check on me,” he tells me.
“I’m a nurse, Pike. I’m supposed to.”
“No. You didn’t have to. You didn’t have to tell the guys I was okay. You didn’t have to come when I called for you. You made a choice, Feather. A damn good one too.”
“Why is that?”
“You’re here now.”