Chapter 19
CHAPTER
NINETEEN
Julie
As I stir awake, I feel my body tingling. I’m burning up, but not with a fever. No, my body feels good. I press back and gasp when I realize that Yak is inside of me.
Again. Or should I say still. He woke me up like this last night shortly after I came to bed. He was relentless with my body until I passed out.
Now he’s up and ready for round two.
“Shh. Rest. I’ll be gentle,” he whispers against my ear.
I let out a soft, sleepy moan.
I can’t go back to sleep now. My body is alive.
Reaching back, I cup his cheek, pushing back into him again.
“Fuck, Angel. You feel so good.”
“Swear jar,” I mumble, my back arching as he hits a particular spot inside that makes me see stars.
He nips my ear but keeps thrusting into me slowly. This isn’t the rough biker I’m accustomed to. He fucks me like I’m a toy for him to use for his pleasure. I love that about him, but this feels good too. Different.
As if he were telling me with the gentle way his hands caress up and down my body that I am his and he will care for me.
It almost feels like…he loves me.
Love.
It feels weird to be thinking the word so soon, but I know it’s true. I think I fell in love with him when he killed those men outside that club. It’s probably the reason I was so desperate to see him again. To see if those feelings I felt were real or imagined.
As he kisses my neck, I tilt my head to give him more room. Tears fill my eyes, but it’s neither pain nor sorrow.
It’s happiness.
Yak makes me happy.
“Jameson,” I whisper to the dark room.
“I’ve got you, Angel. Come for me,” he demands.
My body obeys. It clenches around him, a soft squeak coming from my mouth as my eyes flutter shut.
It’s not as intense as some of the others I have had, but it is powerful in a different way. It’s my surrender to him. I give him my heart, mind, and soul in that moment.
I feel him spill himself inside of me. I should be more worried about that, but in this moment, I choose to be here with him.
Neither the past nor the future matters. All that matters is this moment with him right now.
As our breathing settles, he pulls me closer to him, kissing the nape of my neck.
I could live like this forever.
“You should go back to sleep. You still have some time before work,” he murmurs, his cock still inside of me.
“I’m awake now.” I burrow closer to him.
“I’d say sorry, but I’m really not.” His chest rumbles behind me.
“I’m not either. I didn’t think I would be into the whole waking-me-up-with-sex thing, but I could get used to it.”
He inhales sharply. “I can’t help myself. I woke up, and you were making these little mewling noises. Your pussy was clenching me. I can’t leave my girl wanting.”
I look over my shoulder at him. “I’ve never had a man want to keep inside of me while we slept before. Why do you like it?”
He shrugs. “I honestly never thought to do it before you. There’s something about you. I want to be connected to you at all times. If I could live inside of you, I would.”
My breath catches. He says these things so casually, but they are like a bomb to my entire world. They blow up every notion I once had about men and rearrange the pieces until all I see is him.
All I want is him.
“I have read about it in books but never experienced it. With you, I like it,” I admit softly as I turn slightly to look into his eyes.
He smirks. “I’m going to teach your body all the ways I can bring it pleasure. We have all the time in the world.”
“You promise?”
He nods. “I promise.”
I turn back over and press back against him, making him grow harder. “Good. Can we start with the first lesson now?”
His hand grips my hip, thrusting lightly. “What do you have in mind?”
Pulling away from him, I move until I’m straddling his chest, facing away from him. His answering growl makes my legs tremble as my center tingles.
“You want to suck my cock while I eat this pretty pussy?” he asks.
I know what he wants. He likes to make me say words I wouldn’t normally say. Usually, I make him work for it, but right now, his cock is glistening in the moonlight in front of me like the world’s best treat, and I want it so bad.
“I want you to lick my pussy while I shower your cock with my affection,” I answer.
His cock jerks at my words.
“Fuck, you sound so innocent, and it makes me want to protect the hell out of you, but at the same time I want to taint you until all you know is me.” He sounds almost wounded as he groans out the words.
I don’t reply to him. Instead, I take his cock and slide it into my mouth until I gag.
He lets out another curse word before he grips my hips, pulling me back onto his face. His cock slips from my mouth as he begins to lick me with abandon.
I moan at the sensation before I grip his cock and slide back down on it.
Yak isn’t small. He’s bigger than any I’ve ever had before, at least. I never realized I had a gag reflex until I tried shoving him down my throat. Remembering a tip I learned from a magazine when I was a teen, I breathe through my nose and push down farther.
“Fuck, your throat is squeezing me,” he yells out. “It feels like heaven.”
I swallow hard before pulling back, desperate for some air.
He takes the break to amp up his efforts on me.
He slides two fingers inside of me, fingering me hard.
I’m on the edge of coming, his cock in my mouth, when he stops.
I almost pull off to yell at him, but then he slides both fingers into my ass, making it burn.
“Jameson, what the heck?” I hiss at him.
“Shh. It’ll only hurt for a minute. Trust me.”
Lord knows why, but I do trust him. I go back to sucking him, trying not to focus on the burning. He continues to lick my clit, bringing me back to the brink of pleasure before moving his fingers again. After a few minutes, the sensation is less burning and more pleasurable.
My own excitement about this new development has me sucking him harder. I pick up my pace, needing him to come because I am on the cusp of doing the same.
When I finally come, I swallow hard several times around his cock, the hum of my orgasm muffled by how full my mouth is.
I hear him groan, then feel heat hit the back of my throat, making me gag. I can’t pull away, though. My legs are shaking, and my arms have already given out.
It’s not until he pulls me from him that I am able to catch a full breath. He moves my body until I am tucked back in his side, his cock safely tucked inside of me once more.
My eyes flutter closed as he kisses me.
“Rest, Angel.”
Yak
My mind is still on Julie as I make my way to his office.
Predator has been the IT guy for the club since before they patched over. He was one of the original members who kept their role simply because no one else can do what he does. It’s an important position in the club, which is what makes this so risky.
He was part of the club that Aragon wants to bring back. The one with no morals or rules. He could pass along this information to Aragon. Make me more of a target than I already am.
It could make things worse for Julie.
That’s why I’m really hesitating. The things I do no longer only have consequences for myself. I have someone else to consider.
Pushing my thoughts to the side, I knock on the door. Predator answers, looking suspicious.
“Can I help you?”
“You can actually. Are you going to invite me in?” I quirk a brow.
He’s looking at me from head to toe before stepping back.
This is the first time I’ve been in his office. It’s filled with screens and gadgets. It looks like a nerd’s wet dream.
“What is it?” he barks out as he sits back at his desk.
“I have a favor. It’s personal, and I need to know if it will leave this room.” I cross my arms over my chest as he spins in his chair to look at me.
“Depends on the favor. I am loyal to this club first.”
I tense. This might be asking too much from him then.
“Aragon has been going after my old lady. I want to track him, and I need help doing that.”
The silence hangs in the air, the only sounds coming from the machines around us. He studies me. I study him. Neither of us is willing to make a move.
“Is this just about your girl? Jealousy doesn’t look good on you, Yak.”
I grimace. “It’s not jealousy. Fucker has a hard-on for her. Cornered her in the kitchen. I don’t like how he won’t leave her alone even though she is mine.”
His face changes. “When did he corner her?”
“During the last run.”
He turns and starts typing. The screen pulls up a view of the kitchen. It fast-forwards as I see Julie enter. Then Aragon does. I watch the whole scene go down, my fists clenching. Predator turns to face me, anger apparent on his face as well.
“That’s a breach of trust right there. I’ll help you do whatever you need. Do you need me to get cameras in her place? I’ll bug her office too. We will have someone watching her twenty-four seven.”
I relax a little at seeing his response. If he was working with Aragon, he wouldn’t be so angry right now, right? Or is this all an act?
My gut says it’s not.
“I have her place covered and guards at her work. I’m more thinking of a way to track him. Is there a way for us to do that?”
He spins, typing before a map pulls up. “That red dot is him. He’s in the weight room right now.”
I stare at the map and see lots of dots, including one in this office.
“You’re tracking all of us,” I say finally.
“I am. It’s part of the job. It’s only phones though, so if he ditches his phone, we won’t be able to track him.”
I frown. “He rides his bike even in the cold, right?”
“Much like you, yes.”
I glare at him. “I’m nothing like that prick.”
“We all have commonalities if we look hard enough. Are you suggesting we track his bike?”
This is the test. If he says no or tells Aragon, we will know for sure.
“Yeah, I am.”
“Done. I’ll get it placed tonight. He will never know. I’ll monitor it myself and create an alert for your girl’s neighborhood and work. Brothers are supposed to respect the code. He’s already broken it, so I have no issues doing what we have to.” Predator stands.
“I appreciate that, and I appreciate your discretion.”
He chuckles. “Half the club is already on the fence about you. You didn’t do yourself any favors playing nepo baby.”
I shrug. “I didn’t ask for that. Yooper demanded it.”
“It doesn’t help that you can’t keep your mouth shut. You do know that most of the guys find you quite annoying.”
I smirk then. “Good, then I’m doing my job. They can find me annoying all they want as long as they respect the fact that I’m a member.”
He shakes his head. “Testing brothers already? They respect you as much as one can when they don’t get to know someone.
Maybe show them they have something worth respecting, and you will get much further.
This lone wolf game you’ve been playing is getting old.
Sap and Poutine are the only two other than your brother who you seem to talk to. What’s up with that?”
I paste on my silly smile as I slap my chest. “I didn’t know you cared so much, Predator. Well, to be honest, it all started when I was a boy. Learning to trust never came easily.”
He throws a stress ball at my head, making me duck.
“Fuck off with your bullshit. You need to decide if you are in or out. The brothers won’t tolerate you for much longer, otherwise.”
I nod. “Noted. Let me know about the other shit. I got places to be.”
“Uh-huh. Tell Julie I say hi. I haven’t run a background check on her yet, but I can if you need. A little late, but better than not at all.”
I shake my head. “No, thanks. I got my own relationship. Catch you later.”
I walk out without another word. Last thing I need is him digging into her. Once he sees who her father is, the alarm will go up. Even if she’s not a cop, she is associated with one. That would put a black mark on her name. They would never trust her.
We would have to leave.
I refuse to make her leave the only place she knows as home.