CHAPTER SEVEN
– MERCY –
Become his woman, share his home, and be protected from my uncle and Linus? There is no choice, and I don’t have to think about it either.
“Yes,” I state loud and firm.
“Good. Now, to officially claim you we have to...” He clears his throat. “Fuck.”
“Fuck,” I echo.
Sex. He wants to have sex. My heart skips a beat and the mere thought of having sex with him intrigues me. Where I was curious with Linus, it quickly fizzled after we started fooling around. Would it be different with Sable?
His green eyes are staring right at me when he states, “Yeah, it’s a trust thing. Laying claim on a woman in front of all my brothers, showing each and every one that you’re mine.”
My jaw drops and without thinking I blurt, “You want to have sex in front of others?”
His lips turn into a sexy smirk. “Only one time in front of others, preferably multiple times when it’s just us. You have a skirt in your backpack, right? Wear it. I don’t want anyone else getting a glimpse of what’s mine.”
He wants to have sex in front of others but doesn’t want anyone to see...how would that even work?
“Okay,” I find myself answering.
“Okay?” he rumbles. “Are you sure?”
I give him a tight nod. Having sex in front of others once will give me unlimited access to what I’ve had for the past few days.
Even if the first few felt like being a prisoner, I was still warm, had a nice bed to sleep in, food, shower.
..the list is freaking long. After the explosion I wanted everything to end. So, what do I have to lose?
“You could tell me with words, even more than one since you gave me a whole damn sentence a moment ago and no one got hurt.”
I can feel my own eyes widen when I realize he’s right.
I’ve always been minimally verbal. The only times I felt comfortable speaking full sentences was with my mother.
The safety of my own home, no stress, anxiety, pressure, or the risk of anyone else getting hurt made me feel at ease enough to speak.
It seems Sable created a moment where my mind felt no restrictions.
“How...” I swallow and push out the words. “How long will we be together?”
He gently caresses my cheek with his thumb.
“Good girl,” he praises. “Claiming you as my old lady is about as solid as a marriage. So, how long we’ll be together is up to you.
I would expect this thing between us to be real.
You being mine means sharing a bed, trusting one another, living together.
Like I mentioned, indefinitely. My club brothers might have doubts and think you’re still working with Otto and his club, but the things I’ve seen from you, and what Barge found out about them taking the cash after they sold the house. ..”
“What?” I squeak.
Sable frowns. “You didn’t know Otto sold your mother’s house and didn’t pay the bills but kept all the money?”
I frantically shake my head, making Sable’s hand drop.
“Sorry, princess. The bills could have been paid and you would still have some cash to live off for a couple of months. I thought you knew and confronted them, with you sporting all those bruises.”
I wince at the sound of how he thought I got those bruises.
The reason I got them is what Sable just mentioned we should have.
Sex. The difference is that I didn’t want Linus while the man in front of me has me intrigued at the mere thought of having sex.
Not to mention, Sable didn’t hurt me, not even when I tried to make a run for it while he held me at gunpoint.
“I didn’t want Linus. He...he hit me. Called Otto...beat me up together. I escaped through the bathroom window.”
“Motherfucker,” Sable curses fiercely. “That’s why you ran? They beat you up because you didn’t want to fuck Linus?”
I wring my hands, not feeling completely comfortable with this discussion, and yet I do find the will to give him the words, “I did let him...fuck...me. Once. I didn’t like it.”
“You didn’t like it,” he repeats, his voice a harsh rumble.
I shake my head.
“Is it why you didn’t want to fuck him again?”
This time I’m bobbing my head. It was definitely the main reason. Though, I also disliked Linus the second they took me to the clubhouse. The way he talked, smelled, his disgusting room. I really didn’t like anything about being there.
Sable rises to his full height and rubs a hand over his face. “And here I am forcing you to have sex with me in front of my brothers.”
“No,” I tell him.
I have no clue why Sable says he’s forcing me. Okay, the part where we need to have sex in front of people is definitely weird. Yet, he gave me an option, one that’s too good to refuse.
Standing, I take his hand and give his fingers a squeeze to make his gaze collide with mine. “My choice.”
“Are you sure?” he asks once more.
Am I sure? No. No one can be sure because life is messy. The last month has taught me a very hard lesson. All my life I never had people treat me the way my uncle and his men did. Living on the street, if only for a few weeks, was another hard lesson.
Then to break into a cabin, where Sable caught me? He didn’t lay a hand on me while he, or my father, could have hurt me. They didn’t and still haven’t. If anything, Sable offered me a deal that protects me from his club brothers, so they won’t lock me up.
I don’t want to run...to live on the streets without a roof, warmth, or anything but my freedom. Having sex in front of others once is only a moment passing. I’ve had sex and it’s over in a few minutes. I can deal if it grants me a future that doesn’t involve going deeper down the drain of life.
“Yes,” I state loud and clear.
He seems relieved and points at my backpack. “The skirt, put it on.”
I grab the skirt and don’t even bother to slip into the bathroom. Sable saw me naked the day I met him and we’re about to have sex. Still, I hear his sharp intake of breath when I shove my jeans and underwear down, and bend down to step into the skirt.
A little thrill runs through me to hear my body affects him. It becomes very clear when I turn to face him and see how he adjusts himself.
“Come here.” His voice is gruff.
The way my body reacts when I take one step after another, closing the distance between us, is pulling me into a bubble where I completely surrender to the moment.
My breathing picks up when he reaches out and cups the back of my neck.
He pulls me flush against my body and I grip his leather cut for balance.
“Don’t want our first kiss in front of those fuckers,” he rumbles right before his mouth crashes against mine.
Supernova. It might be an explosion of a star, but hot damn...the intense pleasure rushing through me fits this description completely. I’m burning up from the inside out and am tightening my fingers into his leather cut to keep me grounded.
I moan when our tongues meet, and the hunger of our kiss overtakes another craving between my legs. Kissing Linus felt like licking a wet mop. Having Sable’s lips rubbing against me feels like devouring the sweetest chocolate.
Sable abruptly pulls back and places his forehead against mine.
We’re both panting when he rumbles, “Fuck, princess. I’m ready to blow in my damn jeans.”
A laugh bubbles from me and Sable frowns at me, but I can tell by the way his lips twitch that he’s faking it.
“Come on, let’s get this over with so we can enjoy one another while taking our time during the second round behind closed doors.” He wraps his fingers around my wrist and pulls me along with him.
I keep my head down while we walk through the hallway and go into the room they call church. Maybe I could close my eyes and keep them shut to block everyone else out?
The option shatters when I hear Kujo’s voice. “Mercy, do you accept Sable’s claim?”
Shit. He’s going to be here too? Even if the man is a complete stranger to me, he’s still my biological father.
Swallowing hard, I let my walls come up and move through this situation as a routine to get it over with as soon as possible. “Yes.”
A gasp rips from me when Sable grabs my waist and easily lifts me into the air to place my ass on the table.
I keep my gaze on his leather cut until he shrugs out of it and places it over my lap.
Grabbing a fist full of fabric at the back of his neck, he pulls off his shirt in one go.
My breath catches at the sight of his naked torso.
His muscles are filled with tattoos, most of them are the patch and the name of his MC. He places his hands on my legs and pushes to spread and step between them. I let my gaze trail up until I meet his green eyes.
The hunger staring down on me is intense, but my body accepts all of it. The lust running through me is foreign and intensifies when Sable leans in and catches my lips again. Everything else falls away until there’s just us and the desire we are lost in.