28. Chapter 27
Kodi – A Week Later
I gently chew my bottom lip as I lean against the ring and watch my boyfriend kick the shit outta the bag, my name large down his side in view that always sets my heart on fire.
It’s been a week since his mom's funeral, a week of four more failed interviews that Clark will not admit to knowing it was her husband. A week since Liam has lost himself and while yes, he spends the night with his arms wrapped around me, needing me in his sights as much as possible, his mind is not there. The brothers aren’t really helping his mind set either even though they mean well.
They are trying to show him that they are there for him.
Everywhere he goes, a brother pops up, ensuring he knows they won’t allow him to hand in his cut.
Last night in the fighting ring, the whole brotherhood showed their support while Liam beat five opponents, taking his anger and confusion out on them.
I stood stoic and scared with his dad's arm wrapped around my shoulders in support.
He’s slowly breaking, and I don’t know what to do or how to help him.
The brotherhood, his mom, losing our baby, nearly losing me, it’s swallowing him whole. I’m petrified I’m going to lose him, and I really don’t want to lose him… he’s my love, my heart.
I meant it when I told him that if he died, I would follow him.
“I can feel your worry from here, baby,” he grunts as he punches the bag, and I smile slightly as he grabs it, then looks my way, breathing heavy, his eyes softening when they lock with mine, most likely seeing the worry that he can feel.
“How did you go from a closed-off biker to a man who looks at me that way?” I ask with sass, hoping to distract him, and a grin breaks free, doing what I wanted.
“This so-called badass cop caught my attention years later than I would have liked,” he says back with a flirt, and I raise a brow and state, “I was an actual cop, thank you very much, and it isn’t my fault you didn’t notice me back in high school.”
“Brat,” he mutters without heat, and I shrug and remind him, “Maybe so, but you are stuck with me now and with that tattoo,” I nod to his side, “there are no take-backs.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he says softly, and I physically melt, like seriously, there is a puddle of me on the floor.
This man, I swear.
“What’s on your mind, handsome?” I ask softly, and he sighs as he slowly unwraps his knuckles.
“I honestly couldn’t tell you, it’s fucking scrambled and I don’t know what to do about the club, about my place within it,” he admits, and my concern turns up yet again.
I quickly climb into the ring, ignoring the pull from my cuts and scars that I have yet to look at again since that one time in the hospital's bathroom.
Liam scowls before quickly rushing over to me and helping me up, grunting, “You’re still fucking healing, Kodi!”
“I’m fine,” I breathe as I grip his forearms and lock eyes with him, and he shakes his head before running his fingers through my hair, then gripping the back as he holds me tight to him, and I melt into his body, giving him some of my weight.
From fuck buddies to falling in love, I wouldn’t change anything where this man is concerned. We’ve learned to grow and love together, and I refuse to lose him now, even to his own mind.
“I can’t handle it when you’re in pain, so please, baby, be more careful until you are fully healed and if you’re good, I’ll let you ride my bike in a few weeks,” he rasps before gently pressing his lips against mine, and I hum as I squeeze his arms, loving the feel of his lips against mine.
It only took him for me to nearly die to finally kiss me, but whatever, I’ll take it and I will be riding his bike again.
“So, sex is off the table?” I ask with a whisper, lust shooting through me at the feel of his sweaty body pressed against mine, and he grins.
“Sex is never off the table, fireball,” he murmurs before kissing me again, only this time harder, and I moan as I glide my hands up his arms and around his shoulders before I grip his hair and move up onto my tiptoes, pressing my body tight against his.
I open my mouth for his tongue and as soon as it touches mine, I see fireworks.
My heart flutters, my stomach tightens, and a sense of home fills me.
Liam groans as he grips my ass and lifts me, making me gasp and panic hits as I move my head, ready to scold him and jump down because the man was just shot for Christ's sake, but he doesn’t give me a chance.
Before I can open my mouth, he bites my bottom lip hard, then sucks it into his mouth as he lays us on the ring floor.
Grinding his hard cock between my legs, I gasp with pleasure as my clit throbs with need.
“Liam,” I whine when he lets go of my lip and then rubs his nose against my jaw, and he chuckles.
“Needy, baby?” he asks, and I huff.
“You haven’t touched me once since I woke up. I’m needy,” I remind him, and I feel him grin against my skin.
Jackass.
“I needed to let you heal,” he murmurs as he nips my chin while his hands go to my leggings and slowly begin to lower them, and anticipation fills me.
“I was in a coma for what? Two weeks? I’ve rested,” I breathe as he slowly kisses down my chest, over my shirt, while his hands drag my leggings down my legs.
“Well, I guess I'd better make up for lost time, huh?” he murmurs, and I nod frantically because damn, I have missed him.
Chuckling against my body, he yanks off my leggings, and I realize as cold air hits between my legs as he spreads my thighs that he’s also removed my panties.
His mouth covers me, and I arch my back and grip his hair just as he shoves his tongue inside me, sending pleasure.
I moan loudly just as the door to the gym rattles several times and I tense but Liam being Liam doesn’t stop, instead he moves his tongue from my entrance to my clit, gently circling it before he sucks it hard into his mouth sending a jolt throughout my body and my thighs quiver.
“Knuckles?” I hear a fist bang on the door, “Why is the door locked? I know you’re here, brother,” Crash calls before I hear, “What’s going on?”
“The fucker has locked us out,” Crash answers, who I think is Blaze, and I go to get up, suddenly very aware they have keys, but Knuckles doesn’t let me.
He instead sucks my clit in pulses while he thrusts two fingers into my entrance.
I moan but quickly cover my mouth before it echoes towards the door.
“Yo Cage, have you got your keys to the gym? The fucker has locked us out, hoping to keep us away,” Blaze calls, and my eyes widen.
Crap, they can’t come in here!
I go to move again but my jackass boyfriend tilts his fingers in a come-hither movement then moves them hard and fast as he sucks my clit hard while looking up at me then bites it, and I can’t help it, my vision blurs as my stomach tightens and I scream.
I gush into Liam’s mouth as he tries to lick up my release but not once letting up on his fingers.
“Actually, Pres, never mind, he’s in there with Kodi doing things we definitely don’t want to see if we value our lives,” Crash calls, and I hear Liam snort while I breathe heavy, the realization that his brothers heard me orgasm, not yet registering.
Liam climbs up my body as I try to catch my breath before suddenly his lips are on mine, making me taste myself, while his cock is at my entrance, his hands keeping my thighs slightly lifted and apart before he thrusts home and I moan loudly into his mouth.
“Fuck,” he grunts against my lips before he shoves his tongue inside my mouth and duels with mine before he thrusts hard and fast, not letting me get used to his size, instead claiming me again, showing me what I do to him, how needy he feels for me.
Wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him harder, I thrust up, meeting him thrust for thrust, the sound of our skin slapping echoing.
It’s raw and pure need, and the fact I’m now on contraception despite the fact that I may not be able to conceive, something Liam agreed with.
I know we’re protected anyhow, so everything is thrown out of the water, even Cage’s, “Let’s roll out and give them their space, if anyone can get through to our brother, it’s his girl,” doesn’t stop our need for each other.
My breathing becomes labored, the struggle for air hard, but I don’t break the filthy kiss that is full of tongue and teeth.
If anything, as my stomach tightens and my clit pulses as my walls begin to squeeze him.
He groans into my mouth and his thrusts become sloppy tilting his hips, hitting that magic spot deep inside that sends me over the edge and I moan loudly into his mouth.
My second orgasm hits me quick and he slams into me hard one more time then stilling as he fills me up and I squeeze him tighter to me, not wanting to separate, not wanting to lose the feeling of his lips against mine.
Liam, unfortunately, slows the kiss to a few pecks, and I breathe heavy, not loosening my hold around his neck.
“Fuck I’ve missed you,” he rasps against my lips.
“I’ve missed you too,” I whisper, “and not just the sex… you. You’ve been lost, and I get it, I do, you’re confused, you’re hurt, but I need you to know, I’m here, I’m not going anywhere, and whatever you decide, I’ll follow you wherever you go.
I’ll always be your voice, I’ll always be on your side. ”
So many emotions flitter across his face, but the one that stands out the most is love, and that is one emotion I can stand behind.
“I love you, you know that,” he chokes, and I nod and murmur, “I love you too.”
I lean up and peck his lips, and he smiles before he whispers, “Stop interviewing for jobs, fireball, and start leaning on me. Start allowing your father to make good on his promise to help you because you are opening your own gallery.”
I open my mouth to refuse because even though Dad has offered to pay half of what a building would cost, I refuse to accept anything from him right now.
Liam presses his lips against mine and begins to move his hips, our releases making sloppy wet sounds as he moves and my walls flutter around him with anticipation and all thoughts of refusing his and my dad’s money vanishes.
I kiss him back harder, ready to spend the night with him inside me like he always should be.