by KJ Dahlen
Sevie kissed him back with the same force.
They both wildly came together in a huge rush of adrenaline. Mouths meshing, bodies clashing, skin to skin.
They fell to the bed and rolled over, their lips still locked together.
Sevie’s brain just shut off, her mind went blank. All she could do was taste the best flavor she’d ever sampled in her life. His mouth seemed to be like an aphrodisiac, the taste of him instantly addictive. His skin did feel like silken steel too. She reached down to that amazing cock that if she admitted it, she’d wanted to feel it in her hands the minute she saw it.
Rogue groaned as her small fingers wrapped around him. He was still kissing her and his hands roamed down to her breasts as he covered them with his huge palms brushing them up and down. He then tweaked her nipples with his finger in little painful twists.
Sevie gasped as she instantly gushed between her thighs. This move had always gotten to her. And she wondered how he knew to do it. It seemed like he knew all her innermost secrets that no man had known before. Every move he did turned her on. Her breathing became a panting through her nose.
Rogue grasped her face in his hands again, and yanked her from his lips. He gazed into her eyes.
Sevie almost couldn’t breathe as those blue eyes had turned to a dark cobalt and pinned her like a butterfly to the wall.
“Do you want this?” he whispered to her lips.
Sevie’s blank mind seemed to snap back to reality like a rubber band that had been stretched out for a mile.
SNAP!
She rose up and gazed down at him, opening her mouth to say that she did not want this. Though, that would be an outright lie. Abruptly, she felt his hot mouth on her nipple as he pulled her down, sucking it into his mouth at the same time.
Her head rolled back as she moaned with the most pleasurable sensation she’d felt in a long time.
Smoothly, he switched breasts and tweaked one nipple as he sucked hard on the other.
Again, her mind turned to pure mush. What had she been about to say? What was happening? Her body burned, her core was clenching and she was wet between her thighs. Lust rose up so hot and so strong, it felt like she just got body punched with it.
As he suckled on her nipple, his fingers trailed down to between her thighs.
Instantly, and without thought, she opened them eagerly for him.
He pushed two fingers in then used his thumb to rub her clit.
“Ohhh...myyy....god,” she muttered out helplessly. His actions had just sealed her fate. She wanted him and anything he could do to her. Her body squirmed and her heart pounded in her ears as her breathing accelerated. She did not want him to stop. How he had gotten right to her inner beast like this, she would never figure out.
Rogue let out a sexy groan and sucked on her nipple as he fucked her with his fingers.
Lost, she was lost. To feeling...to utter pleasure. She was close to falling apart, so close to—
Sudden like, Rogue pulled his mouth from her breast and removed his fingers from her.
Gasping and struggling to hang onto him, she wondered why he’d stopped.
Rogue rose up and stepped off the bed. “The fuck!” he seethed.
Panting, she felt dizzy again as she tried to focus on his face.
“I...” He stared down at her face. “Dammit. You are just so fucking beautiful!”
Sevie put her hand on her heaving chest as the room spun. “I-I...”
Rogue shook his head. “A sweet face and a bangin’ pair of tits comes along and I fucking lose my mind?” he shouted now as he tossed his hands up into the air.
Pulling her head back at the words, Sevie had to actually lay down as a weak feeling slammed into her body. All of this must have sapped what energy she’d had.
“Fuuuck!” he seethed.
Stevie peered up at the space he’d been standing in. He wasn’t there anymore. Too dizzy to raise her head, she simply reached for the sheet or blanket... whatever she could grasp and pulled it over herself. She heard drawers slamming and things banging, but she couldn’t seem to care about it or anything as her eyelids wouldn’t even lift. Too weak to see what he was up to, she closed her eyes.
She didn’t know how long of a time went by when she heard it.
BANG.
Her eyes popped open and she turned her head to see a cot on the other side of the room.
Rogue laid a blanket and a pillow there. He sat down on the cot and punched the pillow with force enough to probably make feathers fly. He then angrily huffed out air from his lungs and laid down.
The room grew quiet as a tear rolled down her cheek. “I am more than what you said,” she whispered.
He turned his head on the pillow to look over at her.
“A face and tits...” she trailed off as her eyes closed and she fell asleep crying.
Chapter Ten
FIONA
Opening her eyes, Fiona laid still. She hadn’t slept that good in so long. She realized that steel like arms were wrapped around her. Her body felt warm as a heat hugged along the back of her. She pulled in his scent.
Talon.
Of course it was.
Safe with the man she loved and hated. With the man who claimed her in front of his club and the world. Claimed both Brett and her as his family. She sighed. For so long she’d dreamed of this. Talon wanting her to be in his life. But when Brett had been born, she’d pushed that away as she feared if he knew about his son, he might claim him and cut her out. She should have never believed that. He may have slept with some biker slut, but he hadn’t ever been cruel or mean to her when they were together.
When Talon left for his meeting, she had been ok with that, wanting to just hold her baby all night, she’d helped him into his PJs, gave him his toothbrush, and then watched him wash up.
They then laid down in Talon’s huge bed. She held him and figured it would be a good time to get him to tell her what had happened when he was taken. She’d quietly asked him to tell her what happened to him from the moment she sent him to breakfast.
He’d told her of the two women, Cat and Beth. They had said his real daddy was outside waiting for him. Well, he’d never met his real dad. He was excited to do that.
They led him out the back through the kitchen and a big man was there. Brett looked him up and down. The man didn’t smile like a daddy should, instead he growled at the women to go back inside. He grabbed Brett up and ran to a car. Inside the car was Devin. Devin had grinned at Brett and they took off.
They had him in the backseat with the doors locked.
After they drove a few miles, Devin finally laughed and started talking about what he was going to do.
Brett refused to talk about this part. He’d said it was a part he wasn’t ready to talk about yet.
Fiona urged him past it.
He told her about this woman, Sevie. The woman had asked Devin to sign scrow papers.
Shaking her head, Fiona asked, ‘Escrow papers?’
He nodded.
Fiona wanted to be very careful as to what she asked so she could get the truth of what this woman did and what her part was in the whole event.
He went on to say that Devin had asked this Sevie to watch him for a little bit because he got an emergency call. Devin left and Brett felt so relieved when he was gone. Brett told Fiona then that when he got upset about being taken from his mom, Sevie hugged him told him his mom would come soon and she had went to the fridge in the house. She got out a small thing of milk then rifled in a drawer for Oreos, telling him she kept food in the houses because sometimes she got hungry waiting for the people to buy the house. Like today, Devin had made her wait.
She had made him laugh and made him feel safe. Then Uncle Rogue showed up.
So this Sevie was telling the truth. She needed to let talon know this. The woman had tried to honestly help Brett. Not hurt him. Fiona sat up in bed.
Talon rolled onto his back and opened his eyes.
“Babe?” he whispered. “You ok?”
Nodding, she smiled and lowered her lips to his to kiss him softly. Maybe she could just have a minute with him before all the talking started.
He grabbed her up, pulling her on top of him. Kissing her not so softly.
Her breath left her lungs as she fell into his sweet alluring trap again. This man knew how to kiss. He knew too well. He also knew how to rev her up like no man had ever done. Well, she never had anyone but Talon really, so she didn’t know. However, she knew other guys probably wouldn’t have measured up anyway. He’d been her first love and she knew no matter what...he would be her last.
He held her to him as he devoured her mouth.
Her body melted right into his. Heat enveloped her, as she instantly got wet. Just from a damn kiss!
“Wow!”
She pulled her lips from Talon’s to look over at Brett’s face.
Sitting on the other side of Talon, his eyes were round as he smiled at them both.
Clearing her throat, she got off Talon and scooted to the edge of the bed.
Giggling, Brett stood up. “I gotta go poddy!” he announced and rushed off to the bathroom.
Talon chuckled. “I love that kid. He didn’t ask all kinds of questions. He just skipped it.”
Fiona smiled. “Yeah, he’s good like that. Too smart for his age too.”
Talon sat up and put his hands on her shoulders. “Are you sure you’re ok?”
Nodding, she patted his hand. “I am. I got my baby back.
“And now you have me back too,” he whispered to her ear as he scooted closer.
“Do I?” she couldn’t help but ask. What did the future hold for them?
Wrapping his huge arms around her he answered, “Yes Fi. You do.”
“But what if you get bored with me again and feel like you need sex from someone el—?”
Grabbing her, Talon rolled her onto her back. “I never got bored with you.” He glared down at her. “Never.”
She bit at her lip. “You strayed Talon. So that had to be it?”
He let out a sigh. “I have to admit to something now, and I have been putting it off.”
Fiona stared up at him. A sinking feeling weighed her down and it wasn’t his body weight.
“I need to tell you the truth,” he stated.
“What truth?”
“You know the old line... ‘This isn’t what it looks like?’ ”
Fiona rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on Talon! You aren’t going to try that one after all this tim—”
“No, you don’t get it. I wanted it to be what it looked like.”
Blinking her eyes, she didn’t get it. “What?”
“I set it up.”
She stared at him. “You set what up?”
“I knew when you would get back from class. I grabbed the first bunny I saw in the hall. Dragged her in, had her undress and sit on the bed. I waited until I heard you opening the door. Then I grabbed her up and faked fucking her.”
Fiona’s eyes rounded. “What?” She felt like he’d just punched her in the stomach. “Why would you claim this after all this time, Talon? Why?”
“Because...” he faltered a bit. “I loved you Fi. I loved you more than myself, more than my club even.”
Batting her eyes at him, she still felt lost. “So, you faked cheating on me, because you loved me?” She scoffed. “Let me the hell up!” She was pissed now as she struggled against him. “Telling me this bullshit after all these years. I thought that even if you were a cheater that you at least... never lied to me!” she yelled into his face.
Talon held her down. He could easily do so as he was stronger than her. “Listen to me for a minute, ok? Just listen. Let me get this out, will you?”
Fiona swallowed her tears and tried to stem her anger. She realized too, that he wouldn’t let her up until he was damn well ready. She gave him the barest of nods.
He let out a breath. “Two days before this... Condor was riding with his old lady, his wife actually. She got hit by a bullet and flew off the back of his bike. She died and their unborn baby died with her.”
Fiona sucked in a deep rush of air. “T-that’s horrible!”
He nodded. “A bullet to her brain. A bullet meant for him. A Prince hit.”
Fiona watched his face closely. “So what does that... did that have to do with us?”
He stared into her eyes. “I...” he paused. “I got scared.”
His answer was whispered so low that she could barely hear it. “What?”
“I got scared ok? I thought what if that happened to Fiona? She has ridden on the back of your bike like fifty times!”
Fiona’s body deflated her tense muscles finally relaxing. “So you thought up the idea of cheating on me?”
He nodded...then he caught himself and changed that to shaking his head. “I never cheated on you. Not once while we were together. Never even wanted to. Never was tempted. I saw only you.”
Fiona’s eyes filled with tears. “So you drove me away on purpose? That’s why you never even ran after me to explain or make excuses?”
He nodded. “I died inside when you left. It was the darkest day of my life, right beside the day my dad was killed.” His voice had gone low and deep, as he never took his eyes from hers.
She looked into his eyes to see the feeling there. She needed to see if he was telling her something true. Talon was a lot of things and she knew this, but he never faked feeling. It had always shown in his unique eyes even if he kept his mouth completely shut. “Oh, my god! You are telling the truth!” she exclaimed.
“I am Fi. You know I don’t tell lies. I never have. Even if it would save my own skin. It was the one promise I made to my dad. Never lie, all it does is turn on you in the end.”
“B-but it was a lie of sorts!” she argued.
He stilled and lowered his lips to hers. “I have never lied. You can either accept what I just told you or fucking not. But do know this. I never stopped loving you. I, in my young stupid mind at the time thought I was doing what was best for you. You shouldn’t have been with an outlaw. A biker, who ran guns and fought with his fists for a fucking living.” He rolled off of her and laid on his back.
Fiona slowly sat up. “So you kept this to yourself for all this time?”
He nodded as he stared up at the ceiling.
“But none of that has changed, Talon. You are still a biker. You are a VP of outlaws but you still live the MC life. Why do you embrace the idea of being with me now?”
He let out a heavy breath. “Fi, you have my son. I still love you. I know you still love me no matter what you thought I had done. You are bonded to me now. There is no real choice.”
“So it’s responsibility? You feel like you have to—”
He sat up and grabbed her, placing firmly her onto his lap. “You damn females! I just laid my fucking heart at your feet. And you think it’s because I feel responsibility?” He raised a brow at her. “When have you ever seen a responsible biker? No. I want you Fiona. I don’t want another woman. I want Brett, as he is my son. I want us to be a family. Don’t hang a bunch of shit onto that. This is what I need, what I want. Nothing more, nothing less.”
Fiona stared into his beautiful hazel eyes to see the green had deepened like it always did when he was riled up. “Ok,” she whispered softly.
He paused. “Ok?” he asked in a sort of breathless tone.
Fiona nodded. “I will stay and trust you that you won’t ever...” Her voice trailed away. She couldn’t seem to say it. She’d feared it for months now, and had believed it for years as well. It had been what kept her doubtful for a true relationship with this man.
“Say it Fi,” he demanded as
he tugged her closer.
“That you—you won’t cheat on me...”
He lowered his lips to her. “I won’t. I vow to you that you will be the only woman I fuck till the day I die.”
Fiona paused at this vow then broke into laughter.
He pulled his head back, looking hurt that she was laughing as he’d poured his heart out and had even made his vow to her. “What?”
She shrugged as she chuckled. “You could have worded it better.”
He suddenly understood as he grinned. “You know who I am. You have to accept that I don’t do flowery speeches. I don’t have time for shit like that.”
Fiona chuckled some more.
“But...” Talon wrapped his arms around her and pressed his forehead to hers. “I want you to know. No woman has ever gotten into my heart for all these years. And do you know why?”
Fiona’s throat swelled up as she did a short shrug of her shoulders.
“Because there wasn’t any room there. You occupied that space from the first fucking minute I laid eyes on your beautiful face. I only ever wanted you.”
Fiona allowed a tear to roll down her cheek.
Cocking his head to the side, he gave her that penetrating look of his. “Better?” He reached out and gently swiped the tear from her cheek.
She nodded, as she didn’t think she could speak without crying.
He laid his head onto her shoulder. “It will be you, me and the little guy. We are a family and no one can ever break that.”
Fiona now allowed tears to pour from her eyes. There would be no stopping them now. This had been the very thing she’d hoped and had wanted to hear from his lips for all these years. She would never question it again. She squeezed him tight.
“Ok!” a small voice yelled.
They both turned to look down at Brett.
Fiona swiped the tears away quickly before he could see them, as he wouldn’t be happy with Talon for it.
He set his small hands onto his hips. “You have done enough of...” he paused and waved his hands in front of himself as if to ward off something that smelled bad. “...That! Ewww!”
They stared at their son and the both of them smiled at his cute scrunched up face.