Chapter 17
ROSEMARY
“I’m such an idiot.” Swiping at the tears streaming down my face, I stare after Kevlar, wishing for him to come back through the door.
“You’re not an idiot,” Jade utters. “This isn’t your fault.”
“Rosie, I get you not wanting to tell anyone this shit,” Viper remarks, losing the pissed-off tone and squats next to me. “But you could’ve come to me and told me.”
“There’s nothing you can do.” Shaking my head, I shift my gaze to the man who has been there for my best friend . . . who’s become a friend to me, more like family, a brother. “He was supposed to be safe. That’s why I gave him away.”
“What are the names of his parents? Where is he? Maybe we can speak with them, set up protection for him,” Cyprus suggests.
“No. I can’t.” I shake my head, knowing this is going to be the hardest part of all.
“When I signed the papers, it was a closed adoption. I’ve met the man and woman who took him in, they offered to keep in contact with me, but I didn’t want it.
I didn’t explain to them, but I knew they knew, it was in their eyes.
I picked them because I knew they could protect him. Keep him safe and love him.”
“Babe, you don’t give us names, I’ll search for them and find them myself,” Vulture remarks sternly. “We won’t let them or that boy get hurt.”
I suck in a harsh breath and get to my feet. “He doesn’t know about me,” I whisper. “I need to get out of here. I can’t let any of them be hurt. He could end up hurting you all too. I’m a danger to be around. He’s not going to leave me alone.”
“So, he said,” Viper growls, getting to his feet.
“You’re not going anywhere, Rosie. We’re not losing you again.
Fuck. That fucker already took a part of you, he won’t get the chance to take the rest. Now we’ve got three days to come up with a plan.
You’re gonna give us that, and you’re gonna tell us the names of Joshua’s parents.
And you’re gonna do that right fuckin’ now.
You and Jade are done keeping secrets from me. ”
“Jason,” Jade utters.
“Don’t fuckin’ Jason me, darlin’, your ass is in trouble too. I get you wanting to surprise me and shit, but you know the bullshit going on right now. I should have been with you. Otherwise, this shit wouldn’t have happened to you. You two and your secrets, that shit ends now. Got me?”
I stare at Viper and don’t see the man I’ve always seen him as but rather the man who became the President of a club. I see why he was picked to do the job.
“No more secrets,” I murmur, nodding. “No more. That’s everything. I swear.”
“I don’t believe that shit, but I’ll let your ol’ man deal with you,” Viper grumbles and looks from me to Jade. “You get me, darlin’?”
“Jason,” she snaps huffingly, “You know I don’t hold secrets unless it’s someone else’s.”
“I don’t give a fuck it belongs to the damn Queen of England. Someone tells you something, and it’s something I need to know to keep your ass safe, you damn well tell me.”
“Fine,” Jade clips, turns, and stalks away.
Viper lets out a heavy breath and looks at me. He opens his mouth to say something, but I get there first.
“You need to go talk to her,” I advise. “You know what she’s like, and considering she’s pregnant with twins, she’s all over the place. If you don’t talk to her, she’ll end up calling Jensen or Jonah, and you know those two will end up coming down here.”
“Don’t I fuckin’ know it.” Viper levels a glare on me. “She’s gonna be the death of me.”
“No, she won’t.” I knew he was letting out frustration, but I also knew he loved Jade.
She was his world, and he’d walk through fire for her.
“I’m going to my room. I promise I won’t do anything stupid and leave.
I heard what Kevlar said. I won’t leave.
” But that doesn’t mean I’m going to go to his room to wait for him.
The way he left . . . the look in his eyes . . . I know he’s done with me. I refuse to wait for him to tell me.
“I’ll walk you there,” Aries announces, stepping forward.
“I know where it is.” I don’t need a babysitter and refuse to let him treat me as if I do.
Turning away, I swipe away the tears still streaming down my cheeks and walk away, leaving them all watching me head for the hall and my room.
Thankfully, the club didn’t have any clubwhores hanging around yet, so it was only the members who I embarrassed myself in front of by letting the tears fall.
It took a lot for me to decide to open the boxes Jade had stacked in here.
Most of them were my clothes, a few of them held my mementos and whatnot.
Sitting on the bed, I flip through one of the many albums, remembering all of the things they stand for.
A lot of them are of me in the ring, my hand held high.
Others are with me teaching kids to box and kick.
So many of my memories are surrounded by being in the ring. It’s bittersweet. I miss the days when it was just me having fun. Now, it’s marred by all the blood on my hands.
Closing the album, I shove it aside, lay on the bed, and curl into myself.
A shuddered breath leaves my lips as thoughts of fighting fill my head.
The images of the women I had to fight. Dominic’s threats to take the ones I care for most haunts me the most. I didn’t fulfill what he would call a contract, and it scares me because now I’m putting others on the line.
Viper mentioned three days. Three days for what?
For them to figure out that there’s nothing they can do?
Three days to hand me over? For them to get killed because of me?
I should just slip out, find a place to wait, and let Dominic come for me.
I’m sure since he knows where I am, he has men watching for me.
If I just leave, then none of them would get in trouble or killed.
The door slamming open causes me to jerk upright and stare as Kevlar stalks in the room, the vibes radiating off him, sending shivers down my spine. The look on his face scares me even more.
“The hell are you doing in here?” he demands, coming toward me. “Don’t answer that,” he snarls, comes closer, bends, grabs me up, and throws me over his shoulder.
A gasp leaves my lips as the shock of his entrance wears off, and I regain myself.
“What are you doing? Put me down, Kevlar.” I kick and shove at his back, but he doesn’t do as I demand.
Instead, he carries me out of the room, down to his door, and into his room.
Only when the door closes, sealing us in, does he let me go.
Even then, it’s to send me flying backward and landing on his bed.
“Seriously, Kevlar, this is uncalled for.”
“Uncalled for?” he growls, coming over me, straddling my body. “You say this is uncalled for? Me going to that room and carting you back into the room you belong in. You think that’s uncalled for?”
“Yes, because you made it obvious it’s not where I belong.” I don’t want to be having this conversation.
“How do you figure that?” he demands, getting right in my face.
“If you don’t know, then I’m not going to tell you,” I snap, losing my patience. “You can figure it out yourself. Now get off me.”
“Not going to happen. Now, tell me what the fuck you’re talking about, Rosemary, or I swear to fuckin’ God I’m going to give you the spanking of a lifetime.”
My breath catches in my throat, and my body starts to hum. The idea of Kevlar’s hands on me in any way sends sparks flying, and moisture gathers between my thighs. The very idea has me wanting him to spank me. To drive me wild the way only he does.
“You like that idea, don’t you, Tigress?
” His voice takes a different tone, one that I haven’t heard since that first night we slept together.
“You want me to spank that fine ass of yours. You want my hands turning those pretty cheeks a bright red. Hell, the thought of it has me hard. I want that, and I want to give you more.”
“Get off me,” I snap, but it sounds more like a whimper. He’s getting to me, and he knows it.
“You wanna know what I want to give you?” he asks, leaning down, bracing himself over me, getting directly in my face.
Close enough our lips brush. “I’ll tell you that I want in that ass.
I want to feel you gripping me with those muscles while I fuck you.
Fuck your ass while fingering your pussy. Or better yet, with that toy of yours.”
Breathing in, I try not to let those words affect me. Never before has anyone fucked my ass nor played with me there. Only Kevlar has, and that was only to massage and sink a finger in me while sliding inside my pussy.
“First though, you’re gonna strip for me.
Second, I want your mouth around my cock while I fuck you that way.
I remember you taking me to the back of your throat.
I want to feel you do that again. Next, I’ll fuck your pussy, feel you come around me, and before I wear you out completely, I’ll have your ass.
I want to make you nice and wet for me first. Get you all relaxed and all but begging for me to take you there. ”
“Oh my.” I breathe.
“Yeah,” he murmurs against my lips and kisses me deeply.
My mind loses all train of thought after that. His touch, his lips, the smell of his cologne, it consumes my entire body. My soul. My anger evaporates, leaving me in a swirl of flames only he can put out.
Kevlar rolls us until I’m straddling him, breaks his lips from mine, and pushes me upward. “Strip, baby, take that shirt and bra off for me. I wanna taste your nipples.”
Biting my bottom lip, I roll my hips over his denim-covered cock and lift the hem of my shirt. I slowly draw it up and over my breasts, taking it farther up and over my head, tossing it to the side.
“Fuckin’ best sight in the world.” He groans as I unhook the front clasp and pull my bra off.
Kevlar knifes upward, one hand palming a breast, his lips covering the other nipple.
“Oh God, Calvin,” I moan, throwing my head back and cupping the back of his head. “That feels so good.”
Kevlar pinches my nipple and rolls it between two fingers. It feels amazing, the sharp sting mixing with the pleasure of his mouth suckling its twin. Long moments later, Kevlar moves us off the bed. He stands me up and releases my nipple from his mouth.
“Take your pants off, baby,” he commands.
With trembling fingers, I do as he says, unbutton my jeans, shimmy them and my panties down together before stepping out of them completely.
“Good girl, now get on your knees.”
Getting to his feet, Kevlar unbuckles his belt, unbuttons, and draws down the zipper, letting them fall down his hips to his thighs. His cock springing free, considering he’d gone commando. I don’t think he ever wears boxers of any kind, and there’s nothing wrong with this. I actually find it sexy.
I drop to my knees, my mouth watering for a taste of him. I'm more than ready to have him in my mouth. Gripping the base of his shaft, I lean in, swirl my tongue around the tip, earning a groan of approval.
“Fuck yeah, baby, that feels good, suck my cock, Rosie,” he says, voice gruff and sending a tendril of excitement down my spine.
I do as he wants, taking him to the back of my throat repeatedly. Kevlar wraps his fingers in my hair and fucks my mouth with short thrusts. His cock fucking my mouth, his groans spurring me on, turning me on at the same time.
“Love this mouth of yours, Tigress.” Kevlar pulls me away and a whimper leaves my lips in protest. I wasn’t ready for his cock to be taken from my mouth.
I wanted to be able to taste his cum. “Get you like sucking my cock, baby, but I’m ready to taste that sweet pussy of yours.
” Falling back on the bed, he brings me up, and spins me around.
“How about I eat this sweet pussy while you go back to sucking me off?”
“Sounds good to me,” I moan, leaning down and taking him back in my mouth.
Everything from there goes wild. Kevlar drives me insane with his touch, his mouth spurring me on. It’s hard to focus, but I don’t give up. I keep sucking, teasing the tip, and doing what I hope drives him just as mad as he’s making me.
The pleasure is nearly burning me alive, and I feel myself growing closer to release. I want to think it’s going to overcome me, but Kevlar stops what he’s doing.
“Calvin,” I gasp when he jerks me up, rolls me to my stomach, and lifts me so my ass is in the air.
“You’re not about to come without me, baby,” he growls, slamming inside.
He doesn’t stop just there. Instead, he fucks me until I’m crying out his name.
Still, he doesn’t let me come. It’s frustrating, and the harder he takes me, the more I feel.
When he adds his fingers, it’s even more intense.
Kevlar draws juices soaking back to my rear entrance, using it as lube.
Slipping first one finger, stretching me, the digit passes the ring of muscles, and I’m left going insane.
Another finger joins the first, and he keeps thrusting, both his fingers and cock, taking me, “Come now for me, baby,” he commands, adding a third finger.
Screaming his name, I’m barely aware of him snarling mine as he comes, his cum jetting inside me, coating my inner walls.
“We’re nowhere near done, Rosemary,” he says, leaning in and pressing a kiss to my shoulder blade. Pulling his fingers out of my ass, he reaches over to the side table, opens the drawer, and pulls out a thing of lube.
I know what to expect, and a shiver rushes along my spine in anticipation.
Moments later, Kevlar presses the tip against the back entrance, and I hold my breath waiting.
“Relax for me, baby, and push back. Push back while I slide inside you,” he commands.
I do and gasp. “Calvin. Oh God, Calvin.”
“That’s it, Tigress, take me in you, let me fuck this sweet, tight, hot ass of yours.”
“Yes, fuck me, Calvin, fuck me.”
It’s all I can do to keep from screaming. The mixture of pain and pleasure become one, and I can’t stand it. It’s too much. Kevlar takes me slowly at first, letting me get used to him before picking up speed, taking me faster. His cock plowing inside me, my ass gripping him all at the same time.
Reaching around, he sinks two fingers in my pussy and sends me careening over into the deep end. Stars swirl, and when I come, there’s no breath left for me to scream. I fall forward and take everything Kevlar gives me, loving every moment.
When he comes again, he groans, slows his thrusts, and leans over me, peppering kisses against my shoulder. “Fuck baby, I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t with me.”
“You don’t mean that,” I barely manage to croak out.
“The hell I do, baby, I more than mean it. You’re mine, and I ain’t letting you go. You hear me,” he growls just before darkness overtakes me, and I welcome it with open arms. Knowing he said that the way he did, I know he means it.