Chapter 24
Priest
Rays of early morning light peeked past my curtains, and indistinct murmuring hummed in my ears as I slowly roused from a deep sleep.
The arm Indigo had spent most of the night tucked under was now holding a pillow, but I knew without opening my eyes that Indi was still in bed with me.
I could hear her. I was careful not to move, as I listened to her have a conversation. With my dick.
“…I don’t have to tell you, though, right?
You were there!” She giggled and then shushed herself.
“Anyway, I’m glad we had this time together without Priest eavesdropping.
I was nervous to meet you. I know not all penises are the same, but I’ve met a few in my time, and they were all horrible and gross.
But you’re not horrible at all. In fact…
you’re kinda pretty. For a dick, anyway.
No offense.” I was trying hard to sit still and not react to the fact that her face was mere inches away from my dick if the warm puff of air from her exhale was any indication.
I’d never had to fight the urge to laugh and try not to get hard at the same time.
It was a real freaking struggle, one I was doomed to lose.
I must have twitched or made a sound because Indigo dropped her murmuring to a whisper.
“I think he’s waking up. I gotta go! Think about what I said, and uh…
it was nice to meet you. Bye.” The pillow was removed from my outstretched arm, and Indigo slid home, nestling her head into the crook of my shoulder.
I was finally able to end the fight to keep a straight face as I squeezed her and buried my face in her hair.
“Mmm, good morning, angel,” I said in a groggy voice, pretending to only have just woken up. With her warm, naked body pressed to my side, I also lost the struggle to keep myself from getting an erection.
“Morning,” she murmured into my shoulder. “Thank you for letting me stay the night. I wasn’t sure if you let people you hook up with sleep over.”
“No, I don’t usually,” I admitted, with a small frown. “But you’re not someone I hooked up with. This wasn’t casual for me, Indi.” She blinked owlishly at me, surprise causing her eyes to widen.
“Oh.” The single syllable floated in the space between her lips and mine.
“You’re welcome to sleep,” I said as I tilted my face over hers and brushed a teasing kiss over her mouth, “or not sleep in my bed any time you want to, angel.” My kisses grew deeper, more insistent, and with a growl, I rolled on top of her.
My hips settled in the cradle of her thighs, and I laced the fingers of one hand with hers and raised our clasped hands over her head.
Indigo reached out with her free hand to tug my face back down to hers, lips parting in need as she pressed them to mine.
I skimmed my free hand up her side, my fingers deftly rolling and pinching her nipple while Indi squirmed beneath me.
“Lochlan,” she moaned. I inhaled her scent deep in my lungs, knowing I’d never get tired of hearing her say my name in that breathy little voice.
“You want me inside you again, angel?” I asked, rubbing the tip of my dick against her clit.
Indigo looked up at me shyly, the look at complete odds with the sensation of her wetness coating my length.
Indi bit her lip and nodded. I pinched her nipple at the same moment I rocked my hips forward, making her gasp. “I need your words, Indigo.”
“Fuck me, Lochlan Abbott,” Indigo demanded, making me grin.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said in smug satisfaction. I reached over toward my nightstand for a condom when Indi put her palm on my chest.
“I, um—I mean… Lennon took me to this clinic a month or so ago. A lady clinic. I’m clean, so if you want to…” She blushed scarlet as her words petered off. I raised an eyebrow in surprise, taken a bit off guard. I’d never gone bare before.
“Umm…I’m clean too. I always use protection and get tested once a year just in case.” My eyes searched her face, trying to decipher her expression and figure out what was going on inside her quirky mind. “Are you on birth control?” I asked. Indigo’s blush faded a bit as she swallowed.
“I’m covered on my end,” she said with a nod.
“Are you sure, angel?” I asked. This was a big deal—for her and for me. The trust she was showing in me, the man who’d been so distrustful of her at the start, absolutely floored me.
Indigo kissed me, tangling her tongue with mine until we were both breathless.
Breaking away for air, I shuddered as pleasure zipped down my spine at the feeling of my girl wet and writhing for me.
“I’m sure. I don’t know what this is exactly, or how to describe what I’m feeling properly right now, but I do know that it absolutely isn’t casual for me either.
Just be patient with me, please. I’m learning as I go.
But I want this. With you.” Indigo reached her free hand between our bodies and lined me up with her entrance.
Unable (and unwilling) to deny her, I buried myself inside the woman I’d fallen in love with in a single stroke.
Indi clenched her thighs around my hips as I pumped in and out of her leisurely, allowing her to adjust to my size.
Good goddamn, this had to be what heaven felt like.
Unable to withdraw for very long without my hips snapping forward to meet hers, my thrusts began to gain speed.
A hazed frenzy seemed to settle over us as a sense of age-old primal instinct drove us to rut against each other in a savage claiming.
I’d never felt anything like it in my life, but I knew I never ever wanted it to stop.
Panting and covered in a sheen of sweat, I released Indigo’s hand above her head and sat up on my knees, pulling Indi’s hips up to meet my thrusts.
From this position, I could see every glorious inch of my girl as I drove into her.
Tits bouncing and eyes bright with need, my angel gripped the headboard above her and met me thrust for thrust. My muscles became rigid as I started to get close.
“Angel, are you sure you want this?” I gritted out in a voice gone low with desperation.
“Lochlan, please. I trust you. I want you—”
I got impossibly harder, and one hand lowered to roll Indigo’s clit between my fingers while the other gripped her hip.
“Oh fuck, I need you to come for me, Indi. Please, angel.” Green eyes gone dark with desire met mine, the same desperate need echoed in their depths that I knew were mirrored in mine. “Oh…yes, yes, yes! Lochlan!”
I felt it the moment Indigo fell, coming with a breathy moan, her head thrown back against my pillow.
I was helpless to do anything other than follow her over the edge of oblivion, pumping everything I had deep inside her.
I collapsed on top of my angel, my face buried in her neck so I could take gasping breaths laced with her scent as my heart beat a fierce rhythm.
We lay there, intertwined with each other, unwilling to break the intimate spell we’d woven with our early morning lovemaking.
Because that was what this was. It was never just fucking, just fooling around, with Indigo.
I was in love with this girl, even if I hadn’t found the right time to say the words.
She was dealing with so much and still finding her feet in her new life.
I didn’t want to overwhelm her with my feelings while she was still learning to process her own.
Indigo said she wanted to go back to her room to shower and get dressed, and I suspected she needed a few moments alone to process everything.
I took a quick shower and pulled on a pair of black tactical pants and a long-sleeved black Henley.
I threw on my LCMC cut and laced up my boots before grabbing a white paper bag from my mini-fridge.
Placing the bag in front of Indi’s door, I smiled when I thought of her enjoying the apple strudel I’d asked my ma to make.
When I told her about my secret gifts, Ma had been more than happy to help me find new offerings to tempt my angel.
Some of the other ole ladies, Susanne and Rose particularly, had also offered to help once Ma filled them in on what I’d been doing.
I wondered if Indigo had figured out that it was me leaving her something sweet every day, or if she suspected someone else was behind it.
She had to know by now that it was me, right?
A few minutes after I’d poured two mugs of coffee and brought them out to the bar, Indigo was tromping down the clubhouse stairs, licking powdered sugar and flakes of pastry from her lips.
A few of my brothers were milling around the clubhouse now, grabbing coffee or a quick bite to eat before we set off to bring the fight to the Iron Raiders’ front door.
Cricket, who happened to share a wall with me, came down the stairs moments after I’d handed Indigo her coffee with a glare in my direction.
He was dressed similarly to me but looked much grumpier than I felt this morning.
“You’re a right prick, you know that, Priest?
” he asked, swiping Indi’s mug out of her hand and taking a sip while his other arm wrapped around her shoulders.
“The general noise of the clubhouse drowned out whatever sounds you made last night, but this morning was just plain rude. Who shags before seven o’clock?
It’s madness.” Cricket’s glare melted away as he looked down at Indi.
“Did Priest take care of you, love? If he didn’t, just say the word, and I’ll kick his arse. It’d be my brotherly honor.”