CHAPTER TWENTY
– MACSEN –
I could have fucking lost her. Both of them. Tightening my arms, I breathe her in while the warm water rains down on our naked bodies. The only reason I’m not burning down the world to get to Jocko and tear him to fucking shreds is the fact that she’s in my arms, breathing and very much alive.
This wasn’t some accident or a misinterpreted action.
Jocko was looking for a reason to kill her and took it.
He never trusted her, never gave her a clean fucking chance.
If he did? He would have curbed the instinct to fire a bullet, because I saw the ninja star heading for me the same way he did, and I didn’t fucking shoot.
The only difference between us is the trust I have in my woman. Fuck. I’m almost positive any club brother standing next to me wouldn’t have simply pulled the trigger the way Jocko did. There’s no damn excuse if you ask me.
Her nails rake my scalp and I take a shuddering breath. Pulling back, I let my mouth find hers and with closed eyes I let myself get lost in our kiss. The passion is simmering between us, making my cock stir and harden.
The craving to feel her tight pussy around my cock is overwhelming and I reach down to grab her ass in my hands. Turning, I place her back against the tiles, and she automatically wraps her legs around my waist.
My hips flex, and I feel the tip of my cock slip through the slick lips of her pussy. I groan and give another slight thrust, sinking inside her greedy hot center. The sensation of being sucked inside her body is my kind of paradise, and I can feel the anger and fear seep from my bones.
My mouth is right next to her ear when I whisper the words, “Mine from top to bottom. The only woman capable of giving me ultimate pleasure.” I lazily thrust my hips back and forth. “I won’t let anything, or anyone, shatter what we have. Never. You hear me. No going back. Mine.”
“Yours,” she croons and rakes her nails over my back.
I hiss at the feel of the pleasure and pain as she squeezes my cock with her inner walls.
Fucking perfect. Each thrust in, sliding out, and right back in, is climbing toward a joined euphoria.
An experience which is exceptional because sex is all about getting off.
With us our bodies are moving in sync due to a united adoration, sparks fueling our chemistry.
Feelings, a connection, a bond, a relationship.
..one...all...it’s a unity ignited by rapture, driven by our hearts, and evolving in our minds.
There is no going back. Especially when I pinch her clit and she instantly falls apart in my arms. Once, twice, three more times I pump inside her and shove myself balls-deep to release a stream of cum that makes my whole damn body shake by the force of it.
I keep her in my arms and bury my head into the crook of her neck. Slowly, she lets her legs slide off my waist and I place her down on her feet. The tender look in her eyes makes my damn heart squeeze tight inside my chest.
“So damn gorgeous,” I murmur and cup her face to brush my lips against hers.
She moans and deepens the kiss, swirling her tongue against mine.
I could keep kissing her all through the damn night and wouldn’t even have to come up for air.
This woman fuels my life, turned it upside-down in the blink of an eye, and still I crave more.
Even if I have no clue what more will entail, but I know one thing for sure; nothing will be enough when it comes to Luella.
My cock craves her, she’s a damn challenge with her smart mouth, has the skills to work with me and the club, and isn’t afraid to stand up to me or anyone else. Not to mention, fate entwined our lives and kept throwing us together, eventually linking us with new life.
I end the kiss and brush my lips against her forehead. Reaching for the body wash, I squirt an amount on my hand and start to clean my woman’s body. Taking my time, I let my fingers trail every inch of her skin.
It’s not just simply taking a shower, getting off, cleaning bodies. This feels like a rite of passage. A monumental moment where experience has reinforced our bond and trust is of critical importance to both of us.
Turning off the water, I reach for a towel and cover her with the fluffy fabric. Holding it tight, I keep her in place to give her another lingering kiss. Only then do I let her dry off her body while I reach for my own towel.
“Do you want to get into bed and watch a movie?” I question.
Lu shrugs. “Sounds good. Though, can we check if there’s an update about everything first?”
“Let’s throw on some clothes and head for the main room. We have all night to spend in bed.” I smack her lush ass and walk into the bedroom to grab a pair of sweatpants.
Lu comes in after me and throws on some skintight pants along with a bra and one of my shirts with the Wisely Dicey patch on the front.
“My shirt looks damn fine with those tits in it,” I murmur and pull her close.
Fuck. I love the feel of her hand on my naked chest.
I get a blinding smile along with the words, “Come on, let’s check for an update real quick and look for some snacks to bring back to bed.”
Chuckling, I tell her, “Sounds like a damn fine plan. I’d lick anything off your skin, even the crumbs when you’re eating cheese puffs.”
Lu laughs. It’s a carefree sound. Her face is relaxed and so damn gorgeous.
She pats my chest. “You see romance in every crumb.”
“I don’t know shit about romance. I simply do what feels good and right, and with you it’s every-fucking-thing.”
She laces her fingers with mine and is still all smiles and shooting heated looks over her shoulder as we walk down the hall and into the main room of the clubhouse.
“You guys look too cute,” Livi states and shoves a lollipop into her mouth.
“What flavor?” Lu asks.
“Cherry. Want one?” Livi fires back and pulls another lollipop out of her pocket.
Lu takes it and starts to peel off the wrapper. “How’s Jocko doing?”
“We don’t fucking care,” I growl.
Livi ignores me and tells Lu, “He’ll live. A few days in the hospital, few weeks recovery. It was a through and through. Could have been worse. He was lucky.”
“That fucker was lucky the bullet he fired only grazed your half-sister and didn’t instantly kill her the way he wanted to. It’s only because I shoved his arm that he missed shooting her in the damn heart,” I snarl.
Livi winces.
“Yeah, I made my point, didn’t I?” Crossing my arms in front of my chest I add, “Those were only words explaining what happened. Imagine being there and watching that shit. I felt like my heart was about to explode.”
Lu places her hand on my chest again. The woman knows how to calm the havoc inside me.
“We’re still here and I’m sure Jocko won’t make the same mistake twice,” Lu murmurs in a soft voice.
Taking her hand, I place a kiss on her palm. “Don’t. I’m not ready to so much as think about forgiving the fucker or look him in the eye for that matter.”
“Incoming,” Thorsten grunts as he walks our way. “Limousine. I’m guessing it’s Holland.”
Lu frowns. “What is he doing here?”
“I’m pretty sure we’re about to find out,” Livi states when we all turn to face the door and watch Holland stomp inside the clubhouse.
His second-in-command is right behind him, dragging a man who is bound by his wrists and ankles.
“To what do we owe...” Thorsten starts.
Holland cuts him off. “We caught this idiot in my own damn house. He was clearly looking for Lu to kill her. Want to know why?”
“Money?” Livi mutters.
It’s as if Holland didn’t need anyone to answer his question because he keeps talking.
“Because if they kill my daughter, I don’t have any family left.
The bounty on Lu’s head might be a hit ordered by Gideon Wilton, but the order came from Bosco Elio.
That fucker thought he could fuck me over by getting me intrigued with what the Wilton family was hiding.
All while Bosco’s endgame is taking over my diamond mine and my fucking territory because the Wiltons have money enough.
This is personal. All of you are going to back down and sit on your thumbs while I’m going to wipe them all out. ”
He’s about to turn and it makes me snap, “Hold the fuck on, Holland. You’re throwing up information that makes no fucking sense. You have two daughters, not one. Why kill Lu so you have no family? How is he going to take your territory and your mine when you’re still breathing?”
“For the outside world I have only one daughter, Lu. I never officially claimed Livi and let her live her own life. This is why Bosco will offer his daughter to me when Lu dies. It’s all about me marrying his daughter off to me because I’d need an heir.
I’m fucking sure they’ll kill me after they have everything in place,” Holland roars.
We all stare and process this insanity while Holland is still fuming with anger.