Chapter 3 #2
I look at the back door of the vet's and swallow hard.
I love her, there is no doubt about it. I am madly, deeply, in love with Shadow's daughter, and I haven’t told her, and I probably never will. Even though she says it to me every single fucking day with the sweetest look on her face that always makes my heart race.
I can’t give her what she wants, what she needs – all of me – and it fucking hurts because she’s my one, my forever. Growing up the brothers mentioned ‘the one’ but I never believed them. Even as every member of our affiliations started to mention ‘the one’ I never believed in it.
My dad fucks around, has for years and because of that Mama has sought attention elsewhere despite loving my father.
In my mind, ‘the one’ didn’t exist, until her and I can’t even fucking claim her.
Not just because of Shadow, but because deep down I know I’m going to have to marry Cynthia Smith. I just don’t want to accept it.
The club, my job, they are my main priority and keeping them safe is all I can focus on right now.
I know I should end things with Brit, I know she deserves more, fuck, I tried to call it quits last month when she mentioned telling Shadow about us but the hurt in her sapphire eyes, I couldn’t go through with it. Instead, I spent the night inside her.
I’m pathetic.
Sighing, I climb off my bike and walk over to the door, barking hitting my ears as soon as I open it, and I walk inside heading right.
I refuse to go through the receptionist, the woman behind the desk is the biggest fucking patch chaser around, and of course, she has her eyes set on me.
That might be because I fucked her once a few years back, not that I’d tell Brittany that.
“You are so fluffy, yes, you are,” I hear Brit say, and a smile instantly pulls as I enter her room to see her gently placing a small fluff ball into a cage. Without breaking my stride, I walk over to her.
Just as she stands, I wrap my arms around her from behind and place my face into her neck, inhaling her, and instantly, my whole fucking body relaxes. Doing what she always does, centering me by just being in her presence, having her in my arms where she fits so fucking right.
I should be placing my property cut on her, putting my ring on her finger, having her call me my legal name but instead, I’m keeping her at arm’s length which kills me. I made a promise, all of us brothers did. I’ve broken it tenfold by even entertaining the idea of Brit and me, by touching her.
“Hey, Tinkerbell,” I rasp against her neck, gently skimming my lips over her smooth skin while inhaling her, letting her sweet smell bring me back home, to her.
“Hey, you,” she whispers before turning in my arms, and I smile as we lock eyes.
“I thought you had club business to attend to?” she asks as she gently traces my jaw with her finger while she draws small circles on my chest soothing me as always and electric sparks shoot between us as I take in her beautiful features.
“I did,” I admit before confessing, “but I missed you.”
She smiles softly at me, nothing but love shining in those beautiful eyes, and I fucking hate myself.
I hate that I promised Shadow, hate that my dad wants me to marry a spoiled brat and won’t shut the fuck up over it. Hate that club life just isn’t for her, and I really hate that I can’t tell her how I feel.
But I can show her.
Leaning down, I take her lips with mine, her soft ones settling something deep inside me. I tighten my arms around her before lifting as I lick her bottom lip, wanting access, needing it.
Brit wraps her legs around my waist as I turn us and sit her on the counter just as our tongues tangle and our kiss heats up. I wish I could claim her, make her mine always.
Brit cups my jaw as I tilt my head, deepening the kiss and wraps my arms around her, holding her tightly against me, her body molding against mine in a perfect way.
Brit moans into my mouth as I grind my hard cock against her pussy.
All common sense leaves me as she pushes back against me, trying to rub her center against my cock, needing that friction.
I break the kiss, pull her off the counter, and spin her around, bending her slightly making her suck in a breath.
I need her and I know she needs me.
For eight months, my only thought has been this woman. No one else has even grabbed my attention, and many have tried but all I have wanted is her, all I’ll ever want is her.
“Doc!” she gasps in shock as I bring her ass out, and I try my fucking hardest not to flinch.
I hate how she calls me by my road name. I hate that I can’t give her my legal one.
Ignoring the burning tension building inside me, knowing that this woman and I may not last, I hook her scrub pants and yank them down before quickly pulling my zipper down and pulling my hard cock out.
The tip is weeping, pre-cum bubbling at the end and as much as I want her juicy lips wrapped around the tip, sucking the cum, I place it at her entrance instead, needing her tight heat wrapped around me. My only focus in taking her, and I thrust forward hard.
Everything disappears as her walls squeeze me tightly, convulsing a little already. The room, the animals, the people out front, none of them register, only this amazing woman and what she gives me every time we’re together.
A sense of home.
Brit gasps, and I quickly turn her head and slam my lips against hers so no one can hear her moans that are mine, that are just for me.
I thrust my hips fast and hard, taking her rough while I kiss her rougher, shoving my tongue down her throat before tangling it with hers then licking the roof of her mouth.
It’s dirty but oh so fucking hot.
Brittany laces her fingers through my hair, holding it tightly as she tries to thrust back against me. I groan as I wrap my free arm around her waist, so she doesn’t bang into the counter and hurt herself.
I can feel my spine tingle, the need to come evident, and I thrust harder, tilting my hips slightly and I feel her walls convulse again as I hit her g-spot.
Brit’s body locks up as her orgasm takes her, and her walls squeeze me tightly, strangling my cock before pulsing, and fluid gushes between us as she screams into my mouth.
I swallow it with a moan before kissing her harder as I slam into her one more time and unload my cum inside her, painting her walls as I moan into her mouth, my body shaking with how hard I’ve just come.
I thrust my hips a few more times causing her walls to tighten around me before I push hard inside her, not wanting to remove myself, her warmth feeling so fucking amazing surrounding me.
I break the kiss and place my forehead against her as I breathe heavy, keeping one arm wrapped around her waist, my hand gently stroking her hair.
It’s perfect, being with her is fucking perfect, it’s everything.
Brit smiles softly as she closes her eyes and breathes, “I love you,” and I tighten my grip around her waist, squeezing her tighter to me, those words always bringing me closer to her.
I love you too, I think, but I don’t say it back, instead, I slowly close my eyes, hating that I can’t return the love, that I can’t give her what she needs – the hope that we’ll always be together.
Taking a deep breath, I kiss her again, hoping she doesn’t notice I don’t declare my love in return, then mumble, “Let’s go home, baby. I want you all to myself before I work tomorrow night.”
She nods, and I kiss her again before reluctantly removing my cock from inside her, knowing that for the whole evening and night, I’ll be inside this amazing woman.
I just wish I could spend forever with her without breaking my promises to my brother and my club.