Chapter 10
TEN
Rebel
Entwining my fingers with hers as she laid on my chest, our bodies completely satiated.
It felt so good to have her back in my arms, like a piece of me had returned.
I’d laughed at Fury when he told me that being without Ryleigh had caused him pain, but now I got it.
I absolutely understood what that pain was and I didn’t care to relive it anytime soon.
“Shona told me you bought this place,” she said, breaking the silence. “Why?”
“I like how secluded it is,” I told her, honestly. “It holds a lot of memories here…with you.”
“You thought I wasn’t coming back,” she said, softly.
“Yeah, the thought had crossed my mind,” I admitted.
I had always hated being weak, never truly telling anyone my fears and yet with her, it felt natural.
Like she was the only person in this world that I could tell anything to and I wouldn’t be judged.
The one thing I thought would mean she’d never come back here to me was there, like a big old elephant in the room.
I had to know. “Why did you go to see my dad?”
She tensed under my arms and I wished I didn’t have to bring that fucker into this, but it had been on my mind, turning over and over, since I went to see the asshole to find out why.
“I was surprised when my brother told me who he was. Not that I knew what he had done, but I was curious. I knew you held yourself back because of your past and I didn’t understand what could be so bad so I felt like I needed the story before I could…
I don’t know…honestly, there’s so much he made you believe that if he’d just told you, you could have been happier growing up. ”
I sighed. “I know the truth, Darby. I think I always have, but I chose not to believe it.”
“Why?” she asked, sitting up on her elbow and looking down at me. I didn’t see judgment in her eyes, only curiosity and I loved her for it. She didn’t look at me like everyone else did when they found out the truth. She looked at me like she wanted to know why I felt this way.
“‘It was easier to make him the bad guy and he was, he killed four women because he couldn’t control his rage…he is the bad guy here.”
“He told you about your Mum and what she was doing.”
I nodded. “Yeah, I was old enough to see what was happening, they just always fought so all I did was go and hide my little sister, put her TV shows on, or make her listen to music to fall asleep.”
“You’re a good brother.”
I shrugged. “I haven’t seen her in a long time. I don’t even know where she ended up, but I hope it’s better than where she came from.”
“Your grandmother didn’t take her?”
I shook my head. “She stood up for her son. In the eyes of the lawyers and the remaining members of my mother’s family, that was criminal, so they opted to put her with a family. She was pretty young, so I don’t think she’d remember much of it.”
“That’s sad but I am sure she would want to know you now.”
“Maybe one day,” I said. “You still didn’t tell me why you went…to see if I would turn into him?”
She shook her head. “I knew you’d never be a monster, Kendrick. You don’t have it in you. I’ve seen your heart, and I know you’d never do anything like that.”
“I’ve done dark shit, Darby.”
“For your club, right? You’ve hurt those who deserved it. I’m talking about hurting someone you love.”
She was right. There wasn’t a damn thing in this world that could make me want to hurt her.
“Darby…if someone were to try and hurt you, I would brutally rip them apart with my bare hands. I have a darkness in me that can’t be tamed…
not when it comes to you. When you’re involved…
all bets are off…and no one, not my brothers, not my grandma…
no one will ever be able to stop me if it were you in trouble. ”
I didn’t expect her to kiss me, I expected her to recoil, but when her lips smashed to mine and she moved her leg over me to straddle me, I held her close, knowing every fucking word was true.
I would destroy the world if she were in danger and I’d do it without hesitation.
It had physically hurt me to stand back and let Wolf help her.
I’d near torn my own heart out of my chest for it.
Her pussy was wet and ready for me already, my cock hard and aching, even after coming all morning.
She slid down my cock, sheathing me like we were made for each other, and slowly rocked back and forth, her mouth on mine, her hands on the pillows beside me.
I held onto her ass, kneading her cheeks with my fingers.
When she moaned into my mouth, it only pushed me further into fucking up into her.
She screamed out as my cock slammed from under her.
The wet sounds of the evidence of our previous fucking loud in the air as our mingled cum slid over my cock and onto the bed.
She loved it as messy as I did and I fucking loved her more for it.
She was far from the pampered princess I had thought her to be and now she was my dirty princess who I would do anything for.
Her pussy walls were clamping already as she bounced up and down on my cock.
I slid my thumb over her clit, and within a few swipes, she was screaming out as her pussy strangled the fuck out of my cock, sending me into one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever experienced.
Darby fell onto my chest, trying to catch her breath. I smoothed her hair out of her face and ran my hands down the backs of her arms and her back. I’d never tire of her. Never ever want to be apart from her.
“So…are you going to ask me to move in or what?” she asked suddenly, and I felt the rumble of laughter topple out of me before I could stop it.
“Darby, you aren’t leaving ever again,” I moaned into her, grabbing her bottom lip with my teeth and pulling her mouth to mine.
She moaned as our tongues clashed, our kiss deepening for a moment before I pulled back and looked into those goddamn eyes that had me in a chokehold.
“This is your home now. It was always your home.”
She kissed me again, with more fervour than before, and just like that, I was lost to her.
My princess.
My goddess.
My goddamn woman.
Darby
Rebel was getting ready in the bathroom…our bathroom, which made me giddy…when I came in from my walk outside. He looked so fucking good in his jeans.
“Where are you going?”
“We, babe,” he said. “We’re a we now, remember. Where I go, you go.”
I rolled my eyes as he trimmed his stubble with his shaver.
“Okay, fine, where are we going?”
“Clubhouse,” he said. “Morena’s birthday so it’s going to be a big night. We’ll stay there the night so we can get messy. You good with that?”
“I’m down,” I said, almost giddy with the idea of being able to party with them all and see what Rebel’s life was like when he wasn’t fighting to save me. “What do I wear?”
He smirked over at me as he pulled on his shirt, covering that chest that I could easily spend hours tracing every line of his tattoos, over every ridge of his chiseled abdomen. “Whatever you want, princess.”
I skipped down the hall and raided my chest of drawers. I didn’t have a lot here but the little I did have was comfortable and that’s how I liked it. I opted for jean shorts and a pink crop top. I slid my Chuck Taylors on and headed down to the bathroom.
Rebel was pulling his cut on when I entered the room.
He wolf-whistled as I moved inside. I stuck my head out and flipped a finger at him to which he laughed and moved into the kitchen.
I quickly styled my hair up in a messy bun, with curl tendrils hanging down the sides of my face before I went and added some makeup to my face.
I’d always been a natural girlie, never really bothering with makeup, but I wanted to look good for Rebel.
Especially if we were going to be going official tonight.
I finished up with a dash of mascara on my eyelashes and I ran out to join him.
He was eating a cookie he’d made earlier, throwing one at me.
I caught it in time before it went sailing through the air and bit down into the salted caramel and pretzel monstrosity that he called a New York cookie.
It was more cake than cookie but damn was it good.
I was never going to get sick of him cooking or baking for me, especially when he did it so well.
“You’re going to make me fat with how much you bake for me.”
“Good,” he said, pulling me into his arms. “More of you to worship.”
I finished my cookie and he took my hand, leading me out of our house and to his bike. I looked back at the house which had once been my prison at one point, and smiled, knowing it was the best damn thing to ever happen to me…aside from Kendrick.
He helped me to jump on the back and we took off, flying down the roads of Tullaroan and east to Kilkenny. I held onto my man with everything I had, knowing he was my future, my everything. I couldn’t wait to wear his name on my own cut, to show the world I was his and he was mine.
It’s funny…I never thought I’d ever want a biker…that the life I had grown up in had been too full of darkness, but with Kendrick…I couldn’t imagine ever being apart from him. I found myself eager to learn everything about the Ghost Rebels and what I could do for the club.
I couldn’t help but smile as we pulled into the compound and I recognised some of the faces already hanging around.
The amount of bikes parked near the carpark told me this was going to be a big affair.
I jumped off the bike and handed him my helmet.
He put them on the back of the bike and took my hand, leading me up to the clubhouse.
This was it.
The first time we were going to be seen together as a couple. And I was so fucking excited, I could almost throw up.