Tatted and Tamed (KO Ink Book 5)

by Harley McRide

  “Boris Elston is the leader of the Elston family. Their shipping company among other business endeavors is huge. I need to get back to the office and see if I can find out why he is here and what the hell had him in the Bronx and in the hospital.” He turned and began walking to his truck, stopped, and turned back, “I’ll let Tony and Fin know. See you at the office tomorrow.” Jet threw his hand up over his head and waved. Falon and I watched him pull onto the road before I closed the door and set the alarm for the night.

  “Am I the only one who feels like I missed something?” Falon asked as we walked back to the kitchen.

  “Nope, but I can guarantee by morning, Jet will have found a few things out.” I finished cleaning up and Falon checked the back door. “Well, let’s go put your things in one of the guest rooms. You’ve taken your meds, now you need to lay down. I have to go into the office tomorrow so you can stay here. I think you can survive a few hours on your own.” We started down the hallway toward the staircase.

  “I won’t have to. I’m going in with you. One, I’m interested to see what Jet uncovers and two, I’m fucking sick of sitting on my ass at home. I can sit on it at the shop.”

  “Falon, you are still healing from getting shot and you were lucky you didn’t set all that back with your antics today.” Falon snagged the bag by the door and we headed upstairs.

  “I know you might think I’m reckless, but I know my body and what I can endure.”

  “I didn’t mean...”

  “Yeah, Mel, you did. You see me as the family jokester, the womanizer only interested in getting laid.” We reached the door to one of the spare rooms and I stopped and turned toward him, to look at him while he spoke. “I am those things, Mel, not going to apologize because I love women and sex. Just like I don’t expect you to apologize for any men you’ve slept with. We’ve both had lives before we met, Mel. I can accept yours. Can you accept the same of me?”

  Could I? I stared into the face of the man who from day one, never hid his interest in me, even when he was giving Tony and the others hell about allowing a woman to be in their midst. Even then I could see the barely banked fire in his eyes when he looked at me and there were times I wondered what it would be like to have all that focused on me for only a night. But I never followed through because a part of me knew that if I went there and he walked away, I might not be able to live with the burn marks.

  “I’m going to be honest, Falon. I don’t share and though I know sex between us would be good, not sure I want to be a notch on your bedpost either.” I watched his eyes narrow and his expression grow hard and I held my ground when he stepped closer and invaded my personal space.

  “I think you’re not fully understanding what I’m saying here.” I opened my mouth to speak and he stopped me and continued, “Before you argue, I’m going to make it as clear as possible. Yes, I enjoy the feel of a woman under me, or on top of me, but the day you walked into Fin’s damn gym was it. Yeah, I see the doubt in your eyes, sweetheart. I didn’t want to believe the dark haired woman with the tight ass body was going to be my demise so I set out to prove that to myself. Want to know how that worked out for me?” Falon’s eyebrows lifted in question but he never gave me a chance to answer. “I’ll tell you, I tried to pick up women at every opportunity and I did, only to get to the end of the evening and my favorite part but then you would pick that damn second to enter my mind and I would tell the woman I couldn’t stay. I’d go home disgusted with myself and pissed at you. You went back to your unit to clear the service and while you were gone, I acted like a woman who was on a month long cycle. For a while I think the guys were planning to murder me because the longer I went without getting laid, the more obnoxious, rude, and a pain in the ass in general I became.

  “Which leads us to right here and now. This is your notice that you and I are going to happen. Fuck, it already would have if Jet hadn’t interrupted. And make no mistake, once I get between those thighs, your thoughts of other men will be gone, just as I know from the small taste I already had of you, no other woman would ever hold a candle to you. So you do whatever you got to do to deal with all of this. I’m not going anywhere and when it’s all said and done, neither are you.” I know my chin had to be on the floor as I saw the truth in his eyes at what he said so it took a second for his next words to filter into my head. “Which is your bedroom, Mel?”

  “The one at the end of the hall. Why?”

  “Because I plan to sleep there with you.” Of all the egotistical...

  “You aren’t sleeping in my bed!” I would have crossed my arms over my breasts but his ass was too close.

  “I am. You were there when the doctor said I needed to be watched,” Falon said, stepped back and started to walk toward the door at the end of the hall.

  “Oh my God, you have everyone fooled. You aren’t the easy, fun-loving brother who says inappropriate shit, you are worse than them all combined. And crazy!” I followed him and yelled at his back as he walked in my room and sat his bag down and looked around.

  “Nice. What side of the bed do you sleep on?”

  “Seriously, we are not doing this. Falon, you are still healing and we shouldn’t have started that downstairs either. My only excuse is that I had a weak moment. If you think getting in my bed will make me have another you really are crazy.” I watched him fold the covers back, go to his bag and pull out a pair of shorts, and a bag filled with personal items. He walked to the door that led into the master bath before he said anything.

  “We are sleeping together. That is all...at least for tonight. Not going to promise that tomorrow it won’t change. I will stay on my side and you stay on yours. But goddamn, Mel, I won’t pretend any longer. When I laid on the fucking sidewalk bleeding, dying wasn’t what I worried about. You. Not seeing you, touching you, getting the opportunity to be with you. I want that family too, Mel, and just like you, I never found a woman to keep my interest. Now that I have, I will not go another day without her. I’m done playing games. Balls in your court.”

  The door closed and I stood there and stared at it. Where had this Falon come from? I waited for my temper to kick in from his arrogant attitude but it didn’t. Nope, instead a warm tingling in my stomach along with my hardened nipples pressed against the material of my bra, and the dampness of my panties made me realize I kinda liked this side of Falon. I was used to taking charge during sex with the men I was with because they wanted to get off but so did I, leaving me to get us there if I was going to get any pleasure.

  With Falon, I had no doubt he was capable of taking us both over the edge. The only question left was would we survive the fall.

  Chapter Six

  Falon

  When I came out of the bathroom, Mel was in the bed and hugging the edge of the mattress. I let her have her little fantasy that shit wasn’t changing. I went downstairs to the kitchen and drank a glass of water and headed back upstairs and into the bedroom. The day’s activities had finally hit me and I was sore, tired, and ready to lay down.

  I laid down on the bed and stretched out, reached for the light on the nightstand, and sent the room into darkness. Sleep took me no sooner than I shut my eyes.

  What woke me was the heat and with my eyes still closed I kicked the blankets away but it didn’t help, my body was still hot and my chest felt weighed down. I raised my hand to rub it and found the cause, which had me opening my eyes and looking down. I used my hand to move the brown hair that laid across my chest out of the way to look at the face of the woman who at some point in the middle of the night had moved to lay across me.

  Mel’s head was over my heart, a hand splayed out on the middle of my chest, and her leg was draped over mine with her knee bent and resting next to my now hardening cock. When I looked at the hand on my chest and saw the bruising across her knuckles, I frowned and gently picked it up and brought to my lips, kissing each bruise that had formed. The action made her move and I groaned as she pressed further into me and shifted causi
ng her pussy to rub against my thigh.

  I gritted my teeth until I thought they would crack and looked down at the woman who was going to be mine, at least after I convinced her of it.

  Screw it, now was just as good a time as any. I pushed my thigh harder into her pussy and she repeated her movement and rubbed herself against me. After a couple of times of doing it, she continued to ride my thigh but had yet to wake. I moved my hand between us until I came in contact with her breasts that were covered by the tank top she must have changed into before I came out of the bathroom the night before. With no bra in the way, I found a nipple and pinched it between my two fingers. I smiled when I rolled the piercing and the nipple hardened. Her breasts were sensitive and responsive to my touch, and I looked forward to fucking her breasts and playing with them to find out just how sensitive they were.

  I moved my hand down and adjusted my dick so her knee didn’t hit it while she slowly moved up and down on my thigh. I knew Mel was still asleep by her breathing and I briefly wondered what she was going to do when she woke up and found out what she was doing. The hand she had on my chest began to slide down and when it hit the waistband of my shorts and stopped, I wanted to groan for a different reason, instead, I pulled at the waistband until my cock strung free.

  Mel’s hand began to move again and when it came into contact with my dick, I squeezed my eyes close tight and waited. The first touch of her hand over my cock, had me gritting my teeth but with the next pass, she wrapped her hand around my dick the best she could.

  When her breath hit my nipple and her tongue circled it, I knew she was awake. Her hum when she sucked it into her mouth had my eyes opening and watching her. She pumped up and down on my cock while she continued to ride my thigh.

  I adjusted us so I could help her reach her goal as she helped me. My hand moved down until I easily slid my hand into her little sleep shorts as she pulled away from my thigh to make it easier for me to reach between her legs.

  My middle finger was the first to reach her dampness, then I pushed through her folds. It didn’t take long before my hand cupped her pussy and I pushed a finger into her. She was warm, wet, and tight and I couldn’t wait to sink my cock into her heat.

  “Mel, is this your way of telling me you accept me and my past?”

  “What gave it away?” She squeezed my cock, then bit down on my nipple.

  “Smartass,” I replied and pressed down on her clit with my thumb while I pushed my finger all the way into her.

  Then my cell went off and I cursed.

  “You better answer it,” she let go of my cock and tried to push away.

  “They can call back.” I pumped my finger in and out and she moaned and rolled to her back, her legs spreading wider. The phone stopped ringing as I followed her, my hand still shoved between her legs. When I pulled my finger out and removed my hand from her shorts, she groaned in frustration.

  I laid back and started to push my shorts down and off. When they slid over my feet, I kicked them to the floor and turned to her. As I touched the waistband of her shorts, the damn cell started ringing again.

  “Falon, it could be important,” she said and rolled away before I could grab her.

  “Sonofabitch! Come back here, Mel.” She was out of the bed and headed into the bathroom as the ringing stopped again and then immediately started back up.

  “You better answer that,” she yelled over her shoulder and then had enough nerve to giggle.

  “Bullshit, what I need to do is spank your ass for getting out of this bed before we could finish!” The phone stopped ringing and started right back up again as I yelled. I slumped back down in the bed and reached for the phone. “Somebody better be dying!” I didn’t even look at the phone before I hit the button and yelled into it. The person on the other side spoke and what was left of my raging hard-on died and I sat up in bed. “No, Ma, everything is okay. Just a little pain this morning.” I looked pointedly at Mel and the door to the bathroom closed, drowning out her laughter.

  “I’m sure, Ma. Was that all you called for?” I asked when I heard the shower start. If I could get the woman off the phone, I would join Mel. Which was dumb on my part because Olivia O’Malley would talk until she was finished and not a second before. I closed my eyes and half listened to her as I thought more about the woman in the bathroom who was naked with water running over her body.

  “Falon? Falon? Did you hear a word I just said?”

  Shit.

  “Yeah, something about a wedding,” was all I had heard as she droned on. The bathroom door opened and Mel walked out wrapped in a towel. She looked at me and I glared at her. She grabbed clothes out of her drawers and went back into the bathroom.

  “Did you take too much medicine? You aren’t yourself. Usually you would be making cracks about your brothers and the weddings but nothing. I hate to admit this but you’re kinda scaring me.”

  “I didn’t take too much medicine. Just distracted.” Mel grinned when she came back out of the bathroom, fully dressed and ready for the day.

  “How’s Mel handling you? She isn’t getting bothered with you is she? You can be a little hard to deal with when you aren’t feeling well.”

  The woman had no idea.

  “Mel is handling me just fine.” Mel turned to look at me and I smirked. “She likes that I’m hard. Gives her a challenge. Though she did get a little flustered a couple of times.” Mel mouthed stop it and I grinned at her and stuck my tongue out.

  Mel left the bedroom and I hung up with my mom and grabbed my own shower before I headed downstairs.

  “We can pick coffee and something to eat up on the way in. Tony called and we are meeting in a half hour. You ready?”

  “Yes, I will go to Slinging Ink while you are at work. But, Mel, we are going to finish this or begin this, take you pick on the wording, when we get home.” She smiled and walked past me and when her ass had a little more shake to it than usual, I knew being with her was going to be a constant battle of wills.

  “Come on,” she said as she stood by the alarm. As I walked out the door I slapped her ass and she yelled.

  “I could have come a couple times if your ass would have stayed in the bed.”

  “Get in the car you big baby. We’ve waited this long, a few hours aren’t going to kill you.” We got in the car and she pulled out.

  “Fine, but I am telling you right now that when we come home, the fucking phones get turned off, and the goddamn doorbell gets disconnected. Better yet, we are going to put a damn sign on the door that reads ‘if you knock you will be shot’.”

  Mel’s laughter filled the car as the rest of the trip in was more of me bitching until we pulled up in front of the building.

  We went our separate ways until Tony called down and asked Michael if we could come up to the security meeting room upstairs. Luckily there were no clients and we locked the door and headed over.

  It only took a few moments when the meeting began for me to make the mistake of opening my mouth. They had a plan, one I was so not going to accept quietly. So as I looked down at Mel as she stood toe to toe with me. I wondered what the hell happened in the fucking universe that had it throwing shit into the path of me finally claiming my woman because the look on her face was one that said it could possibly be a cold day in hell before she would let me touch her again.

  “What do you mean “no”?” I really didn’t think she meant that as a question but I didn’t give a shit.

  “It means your ass will not, under any goddamn circumstance, be fighting in the unground!”

  When I looked up and around the room, all eyes were on us. Seemed Jet didn’t need to tell them after all.

  Chapter Seven

  Mel

  I cannot believe he just said that to me and in front of everyone too. Falon and the others had joined the meeting, and things had been good. Right up until Mace began talking about the chatter they had been hearing on the web and they were changing things up according to th
e post they had seen. It seemed they were mixing up the fights, now using not only men, but women too. They introduced the need for women and Mace sent in a profile they had already made up for me. I was excited to finally be able to do something instead of always being on the backup team. Not that there was anything wrong with it, but damn, it was a little boring.

  When I was in the military, I had been known as a ‘cast iron bitch’, always taking the assignments that didn’t include me sitting behind a desk twiddling my thumbs. It had been controversial when women had been allowed to partake in more dangerous roles while enlisted, I had been one of the first to sign up. No one told me what to do or how to do it, and Falon was going to need to get over himself. If taking his dick meant I had to stop being me, well, it wasn’t worth it at all.

  “You did not just say that!” I snapped and glared at the man who was trying to stop me from doing something important. Hell to the no!

  “Uh yeah, I fucking did!” Falon roared and I blinked at him. This was not his normal yell of frustration he had with his brothers or sister. This was something totally different, and I wasn’t sure what that meant, but right now, I didn’t give a fuck, I would worry about it later.

  “No you didn’t, because if you did, then I would be forced to kick your ass, and since you were just released from the hospital I don’t want to do that, but honest to God I am gonna do it if you don’t chill the fuck out. This is my JOB, this is not something you actually have a say in because it does not pertain to you, it pertains to me. So if you don’t mind, why don’t you sit the fuck down, shut your mouth, and treat me like a contributing member of the team.”

  Falon glared at me, and I stared right back, letting him know I wasn’t going to be pushed around and told to do something when it was my choice to make. There was no way he had any say in what the fuck I was doing. None, and it was going to stay that way.