Chapter 23
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
TAYA
I can’t keep the smile off my face. Dustin came to me last night, climbed into my bed freshly showered, and fucked me hard. My throat hurts from all the moaning and screaming he made me do, but hell, it was worth it.
Waking up to your man’s cock inside of you is an intense feeling. You are in that space between sleep and awake so you are unsure if it is a dream or not, but either way, it was hot, fast, and much needed.
Padding across my kitchen, I click on the coffee machine and collect the ingredients that I need to make pancakes and muffins. Dustin is still sleeping in bed; I can only imagine how tired he was when he got here, but I know that I had been asleep for a while.
I have no idea what he had done, or where he had been; we did not exactly talk when we had sex.
He will tell me when he wakes up, or I will try and pry it out of him, maybe using my body and my amazing breakfast-making skills.
I giggle to myself, thinking of ways to make Dustin weak at the knees.
“What has you giggling like a teenage girl who just had her virginity taken by the prom king?” His husky sleeping voice hits me in all the right places.
My pussy gets excited and my nipples harden beneath the thin T-shirt I am wearing.
Looking over my shoulder at him, my mouth waters. He is naked except for a pair of black boxer briefs. His skin is tanned from out riding and working in the sun. Tattoos adorn his skin, and his muscles are taunting me, making my knees weak.
“Like what you see, baby?” he asks, stepping behind me, his arms snaking around my waist.
“Have you seen yourself naked?”
“Plenty of times.” He nips at my neck, and I whimper.
Pressing my ass into his crotch makes him growl and bite on my neck harder, no doubt marking me for anyone to see. I am oddly okay with that.
For years, I never wanted to be claimed by any man, to be property, as they say in the MC world, but fuck, I am okay with Smoke owning me now, if he keeps making me feel this good.
“Shit. I need you,” he says against my body.
“Then have me.” I slowly move the pan off the heat, so I do not burn the food.
He growls, pressing his face into my neck, and I can tell by that sound that I will have to wait to have him again.
“We need to talk. I have sent a text to your brothers, telling them to come here. They are on their way.”
“I bet I can make you come with my mouth before they get here,” I boast, turning to face him.
He grins and I love seeing a happy smile on his face. He is handsome, even though he does carry some darkness. I see all of him now, the man who will do what he needs to do to protect his people and as it goes, I am now his people.
Dustin has made me think of so many things lately. Losing my father has made me see that so much can be snatched from you in the blink of an eye. Or in the pulling of a trigger.
“Do not tempt me, babe. But I am sure that your brothers would not be fucking impressed if they walk in and see their baby sister sucking cock first thing in the morning.”
I stick out my bottom lip in a pout, which makes him laugh.
“Get dressed; they will be here soon. Or we will be giving them a show.” He slaps my ass, stepping back.
He walks away, down the hall that leads to my bedroom. Sighing, I get what he is saying, but it would be so freaking funny for my brothers to walk in on us. It would be Karma helping me out, as so many times over the years, I have walked in on both of my brothers fucking different women in the barn.
Giggling to myself, I follow Dustin to my room and disappointment takes over seeing that he is already dressed.
“Do not pout, you will have me anytime you want, baby,” he says when he sees me stepping into my bedroom.
I shrug my shoulders. “Do I have time for a shower? I will be quick, but I smell like sex and you.”
He grins like a boy who got the toy he wanted.
“Make it quick, I am going to get some coffee.” He yawns as he moves closer.
Hurling me toward his body, he kisses me like his life depends on it. I fall into the kiss, but before I can take it further, he breaks the connection, smirking at me.
“My woman is greedy for her man’s cock.” He clicks his tongue. “Fucking love that, baby. Now go shower.” He slaps my ass again before leaving.
I do as he says and rush through my shower. Drying off and dressing in shorts and an oversized T-shirt, I brush my hair and braid it, not bothering to dry it, before meeting him back in my kitchen.
Perfect timing, as my brothers arrive at the same time.
“Morning. Coffee is ready,” Dustin tells them.
They nod to him.
“Morning,” I greet them.
Dustin sits next to me at the kitchen table, each of my brothers kissing the top of my head as they take a seat, coffee mugs in hand. A hand lands on my bare thigh, his fingers flexing, drawing my attention.
Turning to look at Dustin, but seeing Smoke looking back at me, the biker who means business, has my body stiffening.
“Okay, Smoke, you asked us to come here. What is this about?” Carson starts off, his voice clearly showing his displeasure at being here with him.
“There are a few things that need to be said. First, Taya is mine. I am claiming her as my Ol’ Lady. I am not asking for your blessing, but I would appreciate it if you both supported us. I know that it would mean a lot to your sister. Bobby-Jay gave me his permission before he was killed.”
I gasp, my eyes going wide, my hand going to my mouth in shock, and filling with tears at the mention of my father.
My brothers look at each other and nod.
“We know. He told us that day before shit went down. We know that you will die to protect our sister, but know this, you will die if you hurt her,” Corbin adds.
Smoke nods; he takes my hand in his, and I can feel the tension in his body.
“Evander is dead.” I go to speak but he stops me. “Let me explain before you jump in asking questions, yeah?” I get a small smile from him; he knows me so fucking well.
I nod.
“We were on a run for the club, and Intel wanted to stop off for the night, take a break from riding and get some food and a beer, or in his case some dick. Before you pitch a fit after this part, I did not touch any other bitch at the strip club, got it?” He is looking at me when he says this.
I huff, not really liking the idea of him watching women dance around naked in front of him. There is nothing wrong with stripping at a club, you are not hurting anyone, and you have got to do what you have to do to pay your bills.
Hell, I feed dead bodies to my pigs to pay my bills, so I can’t judge anyone.
“Where does Evander come into this?” Corbin asks.
“He arrived at the club, did not see my brother and me. He slipped into a back room for a private dance but told his guards to stay at the bar. Stupid fucker thought he was safe. It was the perfect opportunity to end him and have no blowback on you or the club. Evander made many enemies over the years, but I had the pleasure of bleeding him dry, ending his reign of terror on people. Plus, with some help from Intel, we shifted suspicion to another Mafia family.” Smoke grins, and I can’t stop myself from mirroring him.
“So he is gone?” He nods to my question.
“What about his men?” Carson asks.
A light chuckle slips from the man sitting next to me, his gaze finds mine and I know why he came to bed freshly showered last night. He was out killing Evander’s men.
“Gone. We found out they were meeting with other families to discuss who was going to take over Evander’s territory, but they met us instead.”
“So we are free from any blowback?” Smoke nods to Corbin.
I let out a laugh. It is over. We are fucking free to move on and not worry about anyone coming onto our land again and killing more of the people I love.
Without thinking, I lean in, kissing Smoke, my tongue pushing into his mouth, as his hands cup my face.
“Alright, we may agree with this, but fuck me, I do not need to see my sister mauling her man.” Carson gags.
I giggle against Dustin’s lips, feeling his smile.
My man. I love the sound of that.
“I suggest you both leave before you get a real show with your sister mauling her man,” I call out.
“Oh, fuck that, I am out,” Corbin says.
“And we are done here. Smoke, give our thanks to Tote and the club, but most of all, thank you.” Dustin nods to my brothers as they leave.
Looking back, I see a grinning Dustin.
“Now, where were we?”