Revealing the Biker's Destiny (Dogs of Fire: Savannah Chapter Book 9)

by Piper Davenport

  She cradled Nova and I cradled her, pulling the covers over both of them. I didn’t plan to stay. Just long enough for Cat to fall asleep again.

  “Go back to sleep,” I whispered, and she slid her hand over mine.

  “I don’t know if I can.” She rolled to face me, burying her face into my chest. “Can you stay?”

  “Stay in bed with you and a young girl who isn’t related to me?” I challenged. “Absolutely not.”

  “No,” she breathed out. “I mean, will you put her in her bed, then stay with me all night instead of dealing with whatever the phone call was about?”

  “Yeah, honey, I can do that.”

  I slid off the mattress, walking to Nova and scooping her up, carrying her into the connecting bedroom. I left the door open, so we’d hear her if she cried, then made my way back to Catalina.

  She threw the covers off and I slid back in beside her, pulling her onto my chest. “Your brother called.”

  “I’ll call him back tomorrow.”

  I kissed her temple. “I think he figured that out, but if you want to call him, do it now so we can get some sleep.”

  She snuggled closer. “Tomorrow.”

  “Okay, baby.”

  “How did you know to come tonight?” she asked.

  “Melonie called me. She was monitoring the call when it came in.”

  Cat gasped, meeting my eyes. “Oh, shit, she’s probably worried sick.”

  “I called her,” I countered. “She said she didn’t want to hear from you until tomorrow.”

  “I love her so hard.” Cat buried her face in my neck. “Almost as much as I love you.”

  I stroked her back. “I’m glad I’m ranked first.”

  “Just below dark chocolate and true crime documentaries.”

  I chuckled. “Getting ideas on best how to murder me if I fuck up?”

  “There’s nothing you could do to fuck up so bad I’d murder you, honey… well, except cheating, but I know you. You’d never do that.”

  I smiled, kissing her. “I’d rather cut my dick off.”

  “I know,” she confirmed. “It’s part of the reason I love you so much.” She kissed my neck. “And your giant dick. That you cannot cut off.”

  I grinned. “I won’t.”

  “Good,” she breathed out, sliding her hand down my chest and under the waistband of my boxer briefs, wrapping her hand around my cock. “Because I really need you inside of me.”

  “You feel up to it?” I asked, rocking gently into her touch.

  “God, yes,” she hissed out quietly.

  I kissed her gently, letting her work my dick as I slid my hand under her T-shirt and palmed her tit. Jesus, she had the best tits. Her nipple hardened against my hand and I deepened the kiss as I rolled it between my fingers.

  “Mama!” Nova screamed, and Cat broke the kiss with a groan.

  “I’ll get her back to sleep,” she said. “You stay primed.”

  I grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”

  Cat pulled on her pajama pants and walked out of the room.

  * * *

  Catalina

  Stepping into Nova’s room, I noticed she wasn’t in her bed and panicked. “Nova?”

  “I want my mama,” she rasped, and I followed the sound of her voice, finding her under the bed.

  I knelt down and smiled gently. “Hi, baby. Did you have a bad dream?”

  She pulled Mr. Diggles close and nodded. “I want Mommy.”

  “I know, baby.” I reached my hand out. “How about you come out of there and I’ll tuck you back in?”

  “The bed’s wet.” She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. “I’m sorry.”

  “Oh, my sweet girl, you don’t ever have to be sorry for that. Come on out and we’ll get you cleaned up.”

  Nova slid out from under the bed, and I helped her up off the floor, guiding her into the bathroom. “Sit tight, sweetness. I’m just going to grab you some clean clothes. I’ll be right back.”

  I walked out of the bathroom to find Silas walking into Nova’s room, a stack of clothes in his arms. “This is it for her as far as extra clothing,” he said. “I’ll change the sheets.”

  “Thanks, honey.” I took the small pile from him. “We’re going to have to buy her some things tomorrow.”

  Silas slid his hand to my cheek, running his thumb over my jaw. “Everything’s going to be okay, baby. I got a decent amount saved, so you’re both covered.”

  “We don’t have anywhere to live,” I countered. “I wanted Nova to feel safe and she barely has a month to get settled before it all burns down? How is that fair?”

  “It’s not. But we’re gonna fix it. Promise.”

  I leaned into his touch. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”

  “Wouldn’t have it any other way.” He leaned down and kissed me gently. “Go take care of Nova. I’ve got the bed.”

  “Thanks.” I left Silas to change the sheets, heading back into the bathroom to help Nova.

  I stayed with Nova until she fell asleep. Silas had read her another bedtime story and surprisingly, she didn’t beg for me to stay all night. Something about Silas being right next door eased her worry more than anything else, which I understood wholeheartedly.

  He did the same for me.

  I waited for a few minutes after I was sure Nova was out before I slid back into bed and Silas wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close. “Sleep, baby. We’ll sort shit out in the morning.”

  “Thanks for helping with Nova.”

  “’Course, Cat. We’re in this together.”

  I smiled. “I think I forget that sometimes.”

  He gave me a squeeze. “Well, I don’t.”

  “Love you, Silas.”

  “Love you, too, Catalina.”

  I snuggled closer to him and fell asleep.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Catalina

  THE NEXT MORNING, I woke up to an empty bed. I slid off the mattress and peeked into Nova’s room, seeing her bed was empty, so I grabbed my phone to find a text from Silas letting me know they were downstairs.

  I took time to shower, then rummaged through my bag to see what I’d packed. It was like shopping in a way because I didn’t remember what I’d even stowed in there. I found at least three changes of clothes and a pair of tennis shoes, but I’d have to go shopping pronto to get some of the basics. After dressing in yoga pants and a T-shirt, I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs, going straight to the kitchen.

  “Cat!” Nova squealed, climbing off a bar stool, and making a run for me. “Uncle Shutter said we had to be quiet, so we didn’t wake you up.” She looked up at me. “Did we wake you up?

  “No, baby, you did good.”

  She grinned and went back to the bar stool, while Silas closed the distance between us, holding out a cup of coffee. Before handing it to me, however, he leaned down and kissed me. “’Mornin’.”

  “Good morning. So, no school?”

  Silas shook his head. “I made an executive decision.”

  I sighed. “We need to get that sorted, honey.”

  “Yep. We’ll do that today,” he said, finally handing me the coffee.

  I took a sip and grinned. “Thank you.”

  “Welcome.” He patted my butt and I followed him over to the island.

  “We’re makin’ pancakes,” Silas said. “How many do you want?”

  “I’ll take two, please.” I set my coffee on the island and slid Nova’s hair away from her face. “Did you sleep okay, baby?”

  “Yep,” she said. “When can we go home?”

  “We’re gonna stay here for a while,” Silas said, evading her question. “But Cat and I are gonna look for a bigger house with a yard.”

  “Can I still have my princess bed?”

  “We’ll make sure you have your princess bed,” Silas said. “But it might take a little time, so you need to be patient, okay?”

  She bobbed her head up and down as she took a bite of her
pancake.

  As we ate our breakfast, Doc walked in, kissing my cheek, then Nova’s before handing Silas a small box.

  “Thanks, brother,” Silas said, and Doc headed down to his office.

  “Nova, go wash your hands, baby, and we’ll get goin’,” Silas directed, and Nova climbed off the stool and headed to the sink, pulling the stepstool to it so she could reach. I gathered up the plates, but Silas took them from me, handing me the box.

  “What’s this?”

  He nodded toward it. “Open it.”

  I did as he instructed and nestled in the tissue paper was a necklace. One that looked much like the ones all the old ladies wore.

  “A locket?” I opened the hinge and saw his picture and Nova’s inside. “Oh, honey, this is gorgeous.”

  “It has a panic button.”

  “What?”

  “You press the two sides together and it’ll send me a text telling me you’re in trouble and exactly where you are. It will also send your location to whoever’s on security.”

  I gasped. “Seriously?”

  “Yeah. I don’t ever want you to take it off.”

  “I’m not sure I can sleep in a necklace, Silas.”

  “Then you only sleep in it if I’m not with you.”

  I smiled. “I can do that.” I leaned up on my tiptoes. “I love it, honey. Thank you.”

  He kissed me again, helped me put on the necklace, then we finished cleaning up and loaded Nova into the car.

  * * *

  Several hours later, Silas carried a dead-to-the-world six-year-old back into the barn, throwing keys to one of the prospects, Dylan. “Get the shit out of Cat’s car and bring it up to our room.”

  “I can help,” I offered, even though I was carrying several bags.

  “No,” Silas countered. “You’re comin’ up and helping with Nova.”

  I wrinkled my nose. “Bossy.”

  “I got it, Cat,” Dylan said, and headed out the front.

  “Thanks,” I called to his back, then followed Silas upstairs.

  We’d spent the day at the mall, shopping for everything Nova and I might need for the next month, and after a difficult dinner with Nova melting down due to exhaustion, we decided it was time to call it a day and come home.

  To be honest, I was almost at the meltdown stage myself and needed a nap and a glass of wine, not necessarily in that order. We’d decided to take care of the school stuff the next day, partly because Willow had organized a meeting with the principal and Nova’s teacher to discuss next steps in making sure she felt safe and supported at school.

  I dropped my bags onto Silas’s bed, then followed him into Nova’s room. She was still completely out as he settled her gently on the bed, pulling the covers over her gently, then guided me back into his room.

  “How much do I owe you for all this stuff?” I asked.

  “Nothing,” Silas said.

  “Honey, you spent close to five-hundred dollars on me alone, I want to pay—”

  “Shut it.”

  “Silas,” I growled.

  “We’re not having this conversation, Catalina. Just drop it.” He wrapped his arms around me. “Let me bask in the glory that my woman let me drop some coin on her today. I’ve got a feeling it’s not gonna happen as often as I like.”

  “Thanks, honey.” I dropped my face to his chest. “My savings account is gonna take a serious hit when I have to pay to replace everything.”

  “Your insurance will cover most of it, and what they don’t, I will.”

  “No, you won’t.”

  He gave me a gentle but firm squeeze. “Not goin’ down this rabbit hole with you again.”

  “Sila—”

  “Swear to God, Catalina, I’m gonna take you down to the courthouse now and make us official if you keep this up.”

  I frowned. “What does that have to do with this?”

  “If we’re married, the money’ll be our money, and you can’t bitch at me for spending it on you.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Are you seriously proposing to me right now?”

  “Nope. I’m telling you I’m gonna marry you unless you quit bitchin’ about money.”

  I let out a quiet gasp. “So you’re saying you won’t marry me unless I bitch about money?”

  “Jesus.” Silas dropped his head back and swore before focusing on me again. “Yes,” he deadpanned. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

  I wrinkled my nose. “Well, then what are you saying?”

  “I’m sayin’ I’m gonna use you bitchin’ about money as an excuse to drag you to the altar. ’Course, I’m gonna use you not bitchin’ about money to do the same…” He cupped my face. “Basically, I’m gonna drag you to the altar as soon as fuckin’ possible.”

  “Silas, be serious.”

  “Which part of this makes you think I’m not serious?”

  I took a deep breath and gripped his cut. “If… and this is a big if… you decide you want to marry me, you’re going to have to ask. Like a fucking gentleman.”

  “Cat—”

  “And you’re gonna have to ask my brother for permission.”

  “Bullshit.”

  I grinned up at him. “I want a princess cut diamond in white gold. Melonie knows exactly which one.”

  “How long have you been thinking about what kind of ring you want?”

  I tapped his chin. “Since the day I met you.”

  “No shit?”

  “None whatsoever.”

  Silas smiled slowly, leaning down to kiss me as he slid his hands under my shirt. “Princess cut, huh?”

  “Yes.”

  His hand moved to my breast, cupping it over the lace of my bra as he leaned down and kissed my neck. I gasped, holding his cut tighter as his thumb scrubbed gently across my nipple.

  I let out a groan and Silas ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “Shh. Nova’ll hear you.” I nipped at his thumb and he grinned, kissing me gently. “Jesus, I love your mouth.”

  I slid my hands to the waistband of his jeans. “Are you gonna let me use it?”

  He chuckled. “Yeah, beautiful, go for it.”

  “I’ll just check on her real quick,” I said, stepping away from him and leaning into Nova’s room. She was sacked out, so I closed the door completely before making my way back to Silas.

  He’d removed his cut and T-shirt, along with his boots, so he now stood before me in bare feet and jeans and I nearly came looking at him.

  I smiled, licking my lips. “You are illegal.”

  He chuckled, unbuttoning his jeans.

  I wagged my finger at him and tsked. “That’s my job.”

  He raised his hands in surrender and I took over, unzipping his jeans and sliding them down his hips, boxers and all. His already hard cock sprang free and I knelt in front of him, running my tongue along his length. Sliding my lips over the tip, I took him all the way to the back of my throat, wrapping my hand around his girth as I took him as deep as I could.

  “Jesus, fuck,” he hissed, his hands gripping my scalp.

  I fisted his length, moving my mouth in the same motion as my hand, before I was suddenly pulled off of him and tugged to my feet. “Hey!”

  “Hush,” he whispered just before his mouth landed on mine. I couldn’t stop myself from looping my hands around his neck as he quickly divested me of my clothes and settled me on the bed.

  He knelt between my legs, kissing one knee then the other and I reached for him, but he shook his head.

  “You need to fist your hands in those sheets. Don’t move. Don’t speak. I don’t want to wake Nova, and I intend on fucking you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. Got it?”

  I bit my lip and nodded, gathering the sheets in my hands.

  “Spread those knees,” he whispered, and I did so immediately.

  He grinned slowly then ran his tongue down the inside of one thigh, then the other before covering my mound with his mouth. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep fro
m whimpering as he sucked my clit gently and gently ran his tongue between my already soaked folds.

  Moving up my body, he kissed my belly, then moved to my breasts where he nipped gently on one nipple before kissing me gently. “I love you.”

  I smiled. “Love you back.”

  He sat up just long enough to roll on a condom, then he pressed his cock against my opening, and I arched into him. “Can I touch you now?” I begged.

  He grinned, burying himself deep. “Yeah, baby, go for it.”

  I wrapped my legs around his hips, sliding my hands up his giant arms as he kissed me gently. Then he moved… thrusting fast and hard, before slowing for a few seconds as I held on for dear life.

  I whimpered, finding his mouth covering mine as my moans grew louder. Linking my fingers with his, he stretched my arms above my head and buried his face in my neck as he buried his cock deep inside of me.

  “Silas, you need to get there, honey,” I begged on a whimper. “I’m going to come.”

  “Hold it,” he growled softly.

  “Oh, god,” I rasped, and he thrust again and again until I could no longer hold back my climax, biting his shoulder as it rolled over me like a tsunami.

  “Fuck,” he grunted out and I felt his dick pulse inside of me as he kissed me. “Jesus Christ, woman, you just get better.”

  He rolled us to take his weight from me, but keeping the connection and smiled as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip.

  I smiled, but quickly frowned when I saw the bite mark on his shoulder. “Oh, shit, Silas, I’m so sorry.”

  He chuckled. “Baby, you biting me was the sexiest fuckin’ thing on the planet.” He kissed me. “And now I have a reminder.”

  I stroked his cheek. “I was trying to be quiet. I didn’t mean to maim you.”

  “I like a little pain with my pleasure, baby, so it’s all good.”

  “Maybe next time you can bite me.”

  His nostrils flared as he drew in a deep breath. “Don’t fuckin’ say shit like that when I can’t throw you over the end of the bed and fuck you.”

  “Why can’t you do that?”

  “Because of little feet that might walk in while I’m ramming you from behind.”

  I wrinkled my nose. “Oh, right. Well, crap.”

  “If you want to explore something a little kinkier, I’ll find a private place to do that.”