Chapter 14
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
Julie
I wake slowly with arms wrapped around me.
Yak.
Last night flashes through my mind. The fights, doctoring his wounds, then the way he took me. Instinctively my hips tip back toward him, and that’s when I feel it. Him twitching.
He’s still inside of me. We slept with him inside me. All night long.
A shiver of desire rolls through me. My body feels like a live wire.
I’ve never felt like this, and I don’t even know how to explain it.
I never knew that sex could be that way. In the past it’s always been almost clinical. Hands here, mouths there. Me on my back with someone over me, and it being over within ten minutes.
But of course, nothing with Jameson is that simple.
No, the man just has to keep proving that he’s different.
The way he moved inside of me was rough and demanding.
He took, he claimed. I loved the way his rough hands felt against my skin.
It was overwhelming in the best sort of way, and now, I finally know what the hype is all about when people talk about sex.
I feel him twitch inside of me, and my breath catches, reminding me once again that he’s still inside of me. I should be appalled that we fell asleep this way. That I let someone who’s practically a stranger take me without a condom.
He wanted to fill me up. Impregnate me on the spot.
Just the thought has my nipples pebbling, begging for attention, and has me pushing my backside farther into him.
Yak groans as his hand moves from my hip to my stomach. He presses, holding me in place against him.
“What are you doing, Angel?” he rasps, making my skin tingle.
“I like the way you feel inside of me,” I whisper, making him hum.
“Yeah? Does that mean you like what we did last night? Did you like the way I claimed you?” he asks as he starts to pepper kisses against my shoulder and my neck.
“I loved it. I didn’t know it could be like that,” I confess.
Slowly Yak starts to move his hips, and I feel him start to harden deep within me.
“Did you?”
“I did.”
“Did you like the way I wrapped my hand around your throat? The way I took you raw?” he growls against my skin.
“Yes,” I gasp, arching into him.
“How do you feel about the fact that I kept fucking you after you passed out from pleasure? That I took you while you were blissed out.”
My girlie bits flutter around him, making him chuckle.
“You like that, don’t you? Me taking you whenever I want. However I want.”
“Jameson,” I moan.
His hand moves to my breast, under my shirt, and he tweaks my nipple.
“Fuck, I loved waking up inside of you. I want to do it all the time. I want to wake you up as I fuck you slowly,” he groans.
The image he paints has me heating in desire.
“Me too,” I confess.
“Fuck, Angel. You feel so damn good wrapped around me. Did I not fuck you good enough last night? Did I leave you feeling needy?”
“It’s you. You make me feel this way. I-I didn’t even know it was possible to want someone the way I want you,” I admit.
Yak growls, and his hand moves from my breasts down to my clit, and he starts to rub as he picks up speed as he moves inside of me.
“I’m going to fill you up again. Then again and again until you pass out. I’m going to keep you so full of my cum that you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant.
Just as things really start to heat up, there’s a pounding on the bedroom door that makes both of us freeze.
“Yak, club meeting. Now!” a voice shouts from the other side.
Aragon.
His voice has my body tensing in fear.
Yak groans as his head lands on my shoulder. “I’m a little busy right now,” he yells back.
“Stop fucking your old lady and get out here. Business comes first,” Aragon shouts.
I can’t help but flinch when he slams his fist into the door, making it shake.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Yak tells me as he rubs my arm.
“I know. I just really don’t like that guy,” I admit.
“Me either, he’s a fucking cockblock,” Yak mutters as he slowly pulls out of me, making us both groan.
“Fuck, I love the way your pussy juice looks on my cock.”
“Language,” I say half-heartedly as my cheeks heat.
I’ve never had someone talk to me the way he does. If he were anyone else, I would hate it, but with him…it’s nothing but a turn-on.
Which is so odd.
Rolling over, I watch as he starts to slip on clothes.
“Shouldn’t you take a shower?” I ask as I tuck my hands under my cheek.
“Nah, I love the idea of smelling like you all day.”
“Jameson…” I scold.
“What? It’s fucking hot and you know it.”
It is, but I won’t admit that.
“What should I do while you’re busy?” I ask, changing the subject.
“I want you to stay right there. Then when I get back we can pick up where we left off.”
“And if I don’t wait?” I say boldly.
Yak prowls toward me and leans over me, making me roll onto my back.
He leans down as he pulls the blankets away.
He lifts my shirt, exposing my chest. He places his hand on my stomach and slowly moves it down my body, leaving goose bumps in his wake until he cups my girlie bits.
My breath catches, and he leans down farther, kissing me deeply.
It’s dirty and everything I didn’t know a kiss could be.
All too soon, he pulls away, leaving us both breathless.
“Angel, we both know this pussy is mine. The only one who fucks it from now on is me, understood?” he rasps, making me shiver.
“Understood,” I say automatically.
He smirks and steps back, leaving me feeling needy and turned on. “I’ll be back. Be a good girl while I’m gone.”
“Yes, sir,” I say, making him groan.
“You’re killing me, Angel. Killing me. Now I have to go sit in a meeting with my brothers with a hard-on,” he grumbles as he steps out of the room.
I can’t help but giggle as the door clicks shut behind him.
Never in a million years did I think I could feel like this, and I’m not mad about it.
Yak
The sexual tension in my body transforms into something else as I leave my room and head toward church.
I know that what’s about to happen won’t be taken well. That there will be issues and most likely a fight. The council still doesn’t trust me, rightfully so, and the fact that Yooper is letting me sit in won’t go well.
I know it. He knows it.
My fantastic morning is about to turn into a shit show of epic proportions.
Taking a deep breath, I knock once before slipping inside.
“Sorry I’m late,” I say as I shut the door behind me.
“It’s fine.” Yooper nods.
I slip into the only empty chair and angle my chair toward my brother, but it’s his council that I keep my eyes on.
“Now that the invader is here, tell me why the hell I had to go get him,” Aragon demands.
My brother shoots him a look that would scare others half to death.
“Because I’m your president, and I fucking told you to. I’m the one in charge around here, and it’s best you remember that,” Yooper says darkly.
Aragon’s teeth clench. “This is a closed meeting for officers, and he’s not one.”
Yooper nods. “You’re right, but what I have to discuss involves him. If you stop fighting me for five seconds, I’ll explain.”
Goose and Canuck shift uncomfortably in their seats as Keener looks down at his lap.
“Let him speak,” Yukon rumbles, glaring at Aragon.
Aragon smartly keeps his mouth shut, and I watch as my brother takes a deep breath.
“Now that we’ve gotten that all out of the way, we have something to discuss. Today we have a large shipment of firearms coming in. As you are all aware, the cops have been on us. None of the runs recently have gone smoothly like they used to.”
“It’s like they are fucking watching,” Yukon says under his breath.
Yooper nods. “Exactly. Something is up, and I don’t like it, which is why we are switching things up today.”
“How so? Do we need to come up with another route?” Goose, the road captain, asks.
Yooper shakes his head slowly. “We are switching things up, and Yak is going to take lead. Take a team that he hand picks with him.”
“Absolutely fucking not,” Aragon snaps, slamming his fist on the table. “You know I take lead on the runs.”
“Exactly. Which means you have a fucking target on your back. Someone’s watching you, and it’s causing problems,” Yooper shoots back.
“This is bullshit, Yooper. Yak’s a goddamn interloper. He’s not one of us. He has no business being lead on a run,” Aragon protests.
“That ‘interloper,’ as you called him, is my brother, and it’s time you start to remember that. I trust him, and that should be enough for you. For all of you,” he says, looking around his council.
Some of them look away while some nod in understanding.
“I’m calling this to a vote. You’ve let your relationship with him cloud your judgment,” Aragon says, making the temperature in the room drop.
“Is that right?” Yooper asks coolly as he leans back in his chair.
Aragon nods.
“All right then, who here is against Yak, my brother, taking lead on this run?” Yooper asks.
The only one who raises their hand is Aragon. When he sees no one joins him, he glares at those around the table.
“Traitors. All of you,” he grumbles.
“There you have it. Yak is taking point on this one,” Yooper says.
My heart races.
I knew this was coming, but that doesn’t make it any less interesting.
“Then I’m going with, to supervise,” Aragon hisses.
Yooper starts shaking his head before he can finish. “No, I told you that you were sitting this one out. Besides, I have something else for you to handle that we will talk about in private. Now does anyone else have anything to say about this?”
Men shake their heads and keep their mouths shut, which surprises me.
From what I’ve seen, my brother’s council is opinionated as fuck. Almost to the point that he doesn’t have control. At least not without a death grip on it.
“Good.” Yooper’s eyes dart to me. “I want you to pick a team of four to go with you. Anyone you want. You do this your way. Just get back here safely with no issues.”
I tip my chin. “Understood.”
Aragon stands up so fast his chair shoots away from him and hits the wall.
“You’re going to regret this,” Aragon proclaims before stomping out of the room.
“He’s like a goddamn toddler, throwing a fit because he didn’t get his way,” I mutter under my breath.
One of the guys coughs, trying to cover up a laugh, but everyone else stays quiet. Yooper shoots me a dirty look, and I raise my hands, silently apologizing.
It’s not my fault that sometimes my internal thoughts slip through. Honestly, he should be happy that I restrain myself as much as I do.
I keep a solid seventy-five percent of my thoughts to myself.
I clear my throat and get back on track. “When do you want me to leave with my team?”
“Immediately. Pick your team of four and hit the road.” Yooper says.
Nodding, I look over at Yukon. “You want to get out of here for a bit?”
He tips his chin. “Count me in.”
My eyes move to Wolverine. “You want in?”
“Always. I enjoy the chaos. Let’s get it,” Wolverine confirms.
“Meet me outside in twenty,” I tell them as I stand.
Without waiting for Yooper’s dismissal, I leave the chapel and pull my phone out.
I shoot out a quick text to Mowtown and Timbit, asking them if they want in. They text back immediately, and I tell them where to meet. Then I send the same text to Sap and Poutine individually.
Me
Hey, I have to leave for a bit. Can you keep an eye on my old lady? She’s at the clubhouse.
Poutine responds first.
Poutine
You got it.
Me
Thanks.
As soon as I close out of that message, Sap’s comes through.
Sap
Let me finish up here, and I’ll head that way.
Me
Thanks.
I shove my phone into my pocket right as I make it to my room. I let myself in and find Julie sitting on my bed, with the sheet covering her waist and her phone in her hand.
“Hey, everything okay?” she asks quietly as I shut the door behind me.
“Yeah, but I have to run out for a bit, and I don’t have time to take you home first.”
“I can ask Liz to come get me.”
I shake my head. “No, I need you to hang out here. I know it won’t be fun, but I need to know you’re somewhere safe.”
“Is everything okay?” she asks, nibbling on her lip.
I place my hand on her leg and squeeze it. “Everything is fine. But here Sap and Poutine will be able to keep an eye on you. I don’t trust Aragon, and I’d rather keep you close for now.”
She nods slowly. “Okay, I can do that.”
“Thank you.”
“When do you have to go?” she asks quietly.
I wince. “Now, unfortunately. I’m sorry to leave you wet and needy, but I promise you I’ll make it up to you later.”
Her cheeks flush. “Must you be so brash?”
“You love it, and trust me when I say you haven’t seen anything yet, Angel,” I tease.
She rolls her eyes and leans forward, pressing her lips softly against mine.
“Be safe,” she says when she pulls away.
“Always. Text me if you need anything, and remember, Yooper, Poutine, and Sap are all safe. No one else.”
“I know. Now get out of here so you can hurry back.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I smirk as I stand.
I stare down at her for a second, looking like a pretty picture in my bed, and wish I could stay here and not go anywhere, but that’s not how this works.
“You better be safe, Yak,” she says as I walk toward the door.
“Always,” I tell her as I slip out.
As I walk down the hall, I can’t help but smile. As fucked up as this whole situation is, I like that she’s worried about me. I’ve never had someone care like she does, and I fucking love it.