Goldie is glaring at me with those green eyes that now remind me of venom in a deadly neon color. I can’t resist and give her a smirk. I’m not impressed, ma chéri. Turned on? Fuck, yes.
“That’s Billie? Why the hell have I been dealing with Luka and Joey all this time?” Gust steps closer to Billie. “Heyya darlin’, how you doin’, huh?”
“I killed the last one who asked me that,” Goldie snaps. “So, the real question is...how will you be doing in a minute or two?” Goldie steps toward me and holds her hand up. “Give it back, I need it for only a blink of a moment.”
The corner of my mouth twitches and fuck, even my cock twitches in sync. “How I’d love to oblige, but sweetness...phone or Colt, you’re not getting either one.”
She’s one hell of a feisty woman who can stand on her own two feet as she steps toward Ronin. “Give me your phone, you know I have to call my father. He’ll be pissed if he hears how you’ve been treating me.”
Ronin narrows his eyes as he towers over her. “Let me burst that fucking bubble for you right now. You need to worry about me being pissed and how I’m going to treat you because you ain’t seen shit yet. You’re going to sit your ass down and tell me right fucking now what happened here.”
I can tell she’s about to launch herself at him, and with how Ronin just addressed her? I can barely contain myself not to snarl at my Prez. She shouldn’t be talked to like that, not when I’m around anyway.
This protective streak flaring up inside me is brand new and I have no clue where it came from but for the time being, I decide to roll with it. I reach out just in time to catch her around the waist and pull her against me before she can attack Ronin.
“Calm the fuck down,” I whisper into her ear.
Bark strolls back inside the living room. “Looks to me like we have some Mexican leftovers.” He chuckles but clears his throat when Ronin glares at him. “Yeah, that shit in the tub needs to be dealt with, sooner rather than later.”
“Gust, help Bark wrap him up in some garbage bags to seal up before you wrap him in that rug...it seems like a good fit.” Ronin is about to add something else but my woman starts to interfere. Wait...my woman? What the hell? Talk about protective, dammit...more like plain possessiveness my mind is jumping to.
“That’s a two thousand dollar rug you’re talking about. And really? How cliché is that? Roll up a dead body in a carpet,” she huffs.
Ronin ignores her and addresses the nomad. “Crane, take Billie and,”
This time I can’t contain myself at the thought of having to hand her over to someone else. “With all due respect, Prez, she’s mine.”
“Yours?” Ronin lifts an eyebrow at my statement.
Fuck. “Mine to deal with. You sent me here, I’m on it, I’ll finish it.”
There, not quite right, but better than the words I threw out the first time...a little less loaded and, yeah...they leave a foul taste in my mouth. But claiming this woman on the spot would be fucked up. Though that kiss blew my damn mind.
Gust chuckles. “Sounds to me like you’re claiming a little bonus along with those dual guns you ordered, huh?”
“Mind your fucking business, Gust. You’re not going anywhere near her, or my guns.” I snarl to drive my point home.
“Hey,” Gust takes a step back, “no touching what’s yours, gotcha.” He swings his head toward Ronin. “You seriously need to give me a job that involves running into a woman that’s hot enough to claim on sight. Fucking A, this is spreading like a pandemic and I want to get infected sooner rather than later. Make it happen, Prez. I fucking need me one of those.”
“One of those?” Ronin shakes his head. “That’s your problem, Gust. No woman alive would tolerate you referring to her as ‘one of those.’ An Old Lady matters more than your own life, fucker. You know that shit deep down in your bones when the time is right and you see the one who completes you. Your body flares up with the need to possess and claim. There’s no forcing it, and no scheduling that shit either.” He gives Gust a face-palm. “Now go help Bark in the damn bathroom, for fuck’s sake.”
Your body flares up with the need to possess and claim. Yeah, that shit happened to me. All of what he just said. Fuck. I guess the dry spell is over. If I can get her to agree, that is. Hell, what am I thinking? She has no fucking choice, I’ll make sure of it. Besides...this shit she’s involved in? She won’t have anything to say about anything as it is.
Chapter 04
***Billie***
That’s it, I’ve struck a nerve in loony town and I need to catch a ride out of here. Mainly because I have to find out what happened to my brother. The first thing I need to do is call my father. He will send guys to protect me and help find Luka. I know very well my father sometimes asks Lost Valkyries MC for help but I kinda want these guys to go away and take that mountain of a man with them.
Much too dangerous. Much too...everything. Our kiss? The feelings that coursed through my body because of him? I almost orgasmed without having sex! And that has never happened, because for one...I have no sex life, other than masturbation where I need to work very hard for a tiny as shit orgasm.
Really. I can shamefully admit the reason lies with the fact that I watch too much porn and crave the sexual high, making it numb from the overload and forcing. Yet, what this man released inside me? The way I almost jumped him like a horse I wanted to ride into wild and open country to never return? Yes...I might be a sex addict but if I ever get to do him? I might get stuck in an everlasting orgasm-loop. The ringing of a phone draws me out of my thoughts and back into the room.
Ronin answers his phone and as he does, his eyes find mine. “Just the man I needed to talk to...yes, standing in his house...looking right at her, sir. She’s fine.” He listens to the person on the other end, and I’m fairly sure it’s my father on the other end of the line.
Knowing the background and connection my father has with Lost Valkyries MC, it’s the easiest way to have protection. I bet it’s the reason why my dad called them since my father is hours away at a meeting.
“Don’t worry about it. One of my guys just stood up against a brother to protect your daughter, I’m fairly sure he won’t allow anything to happen to her.” Ronin chuckles. “No, sir, I did not. His name is Titan, he was the first one here since he needed to pick up something. Shit already went down before he got here. He’s got a protective streak but I guess she wrapped him around her finger before we showed up.”
Ronin listens some more and I feel the need to rip the phone out of his hands. Who the hell does he think he is spilling stuff like that to my dad? Planting ideas in his head I surely don’t need. My dad tries weekly to set me up with dates because he’s afraid I’ll end up alone, or whatever his reasons must be to offer guys cash to take me out.
Do I need to mention again my father actually pays men to date me? Yes, I found out on the second date I had with a guy. Funny, huh? Not. Another block that prevented me from dating or trusting my father when it comes to dating suggestions.
Ronin steps toward Titan and holds out the phone for him to take. There’s a sly smile spreading Titan’s face, and I know for damn sure my father is back to his old tricks again.
“Don’t you dare,” I snap as I up the tone of my voice so I know my father can hear me. “No need to pay him, daddy. He offered to do me for free.”
There. Now I’m the one whose smirking, except it doesn’t last long when I see fury spreading Titan’s face.
“No fucking need to pawn her out, and hear me well; you will never do that shit ever again. She’s mine.” He doesn’t say anything else to my dad but shoves the phone back at Ronin. “You talk to the man who just offered me money to do something I only do for pride and fucking respect. I can’t handle that kind of asshole degrading shit.”
Titan takes me by the elbow and guides me into Luka’s bedroom, locking the both of us inside. He just crosses his arms in front of his wide chest and stares at me intently.
> “Care to tell me why the hell your father offered me ten grand to take you on and added a monthly allowance on top of it?” The sneer is thrown out with a bucketload of disgust.
“Crap. That much? I guess he offered you the jackpot. He’s getting desperate, don’t worry about it. I only got fooled into it the first time when I went on a second date with a guy. After that, I swore off all guys who appeared on my doorstep because obviously they were sent over by my dad. It’s not like anyone else has any interest in this overweight chunk of goodness.”
His eyebrows hit the ceiling at my last statement as if I’ve insulted him.
I wave my hand. “Oh, don’t give me that look. Pull your head out of your ass and walk a few miles in my shoes, specifically the ones carrying my overweight ass. The whispers and looks are all telling. No need to...yeah, I would say sugarcoat it but I guess that’s just it, right?”
“Are you done?” he hisses through his teeth.
“Sure, whatever.” I shrug. “All of this is bullshit anyway. I should have booked a last minute plane ticket like I wanted to yesterday. Then my ass would be covered in sand and the next crucial decision would have been what cocktail to choose next. But noooooo. Dad made me swing by here in case Joey couldn’t make it in time so a certain biker got the dual Colts he ordered. This while dad had gotten a threat from a Mexican gang who wanted to force us to get the weapons they want. Why on earth send me? Me! I wanted sand in my ass instead of blood in my freaking hair. That’s the whole freaking difference one decision gets you.”
“Okay, now are you done?” Again, with the hissing through his teeth.
“No.” I sigh and rub my face. “Dammit, I’m tired and I don’t know why I’m being pulled into this. One day my father doesn’t want me in the business, the next day he does, the day after he wants me to get hooked and pop out kids, the week after I have to keep showing kids the benefits and joy of reading. What about me, huh? And dammit, what about Luka? Where the hell is he?”
Two strong arms pull me against a rock-hard chest. “Clearly you weren’t done yet. With all of this shit going around I’m guessing you need a longer rant to get it all out but we’re kinda in the middle of something here, ma chéri.”
“Don’t start using French words. They sound way too sweet and husky,” I mutter against his chest.
He makes my insides melt with the need to be consumed by him. So very dangerous. I have to restrain myself not to rub against him because my clit is already pulsing. For real, this man doesn’t know how sexy his accent is, and adding the French murmur? Oh, who am I kidding...his muscled arms, amazingly nice scent, big frame, huge thick dick...I’m sure he knows and has a large row of chicks waiting in his bed. Yikes.
“You can let go now. Go back to your harem and I’ll run along to my father and get all of this handled.” I sigh.
Yes, I need to get this over with. One way or another it always comes down to the actions you need to handle yourself. I can’t sit on my ass all day, poke life in the gut and dodge the blows it fires back. No, I need to take action by punching life in the freaking face. That sounds more like it, it’ll be my new life motto from now on.
Titan’s arms leave my body but he takes my chin between his thumb and forefinger to keep our gaze connected. Oops, his face is telling me he’s fuming on the inside.
“Harem? What the fuck? That’s it, Goldie. I’m damn tired from stepping off a plane mere hours ago and heading over here to check something out while getting my dual Colt, and roll into this? Do I need to mention you’ve used my Dual Colt? Did I not mention I wanted them pristine? Did I not mention you’re mine a few fucking times already? So, tough fucking shit, if I wasn’t clear enough...I will make it crystal-fucking-clear now; I ain’t ever letting go, you’re mine.”
Chapter 05
***Titan***
I bend my knees and swoop the tiny woman up and throw her over my shoulder.
She yelps and starts to throw out words. “Put me down, I’m too heavy. You’re gonna drop me. Put. Me. Down.”
I make sure to fire three rapid smacks to her ass to give it a fierce sting. “Tell me again how your perfect curves are anything but a-fucking-mazing, and I’ll make sure you need to rub ointment on them for a few days. That’ll make you aware of every delicious curve your body possesses. Am I making myself clear?”
“You’re insane,” she seethes as I stroll into the living room.
I don’t fucking care if she’s angry. Hell, she hasn’t seen angry, but she will if this shit keeps going from bad to worse. The way her father treats her? How she answered the door? The shit she threw out?
I came to this country for a change, not knowing what I wanted to have changed in my life other than my cock’s wicked ways. Well, meeting her made it all clear. I want to settle down with her, and only her. She’s the perfect Old Lady, and I ain’t a fool passing up a good thing when it’s thrown into my path.
“Prez, I’m taking this one back to the clubhouse.” Ronin only nods and opens the door for me.
Billie freezes as I take the stairs. Silly woman. If she thinks I’d ever let her get hurt...dammit, I just realized the fact she doesn’t even know me. Can’t blame her for looking out for herself, though I’m dead set on getting to know her.
I slide her down my body and I steel my face to confront her. “You’re getting on the back of my bike. I’m taking you to my room at the clubhouse to keep you safe. You can take a shower when we get there, and then we’ll talk.”
“Fine,” she snaps, and the kind of punch the word carries would make a grown man cringe.
Though all it does is make me smile. I straddle my bike and it actually startles me when I feel her getting on quick before wrapping her arms around me. I need to swallow at the rush of emotions it ignites and flows hot through my veins. Fuck, that feels good.
Once I tear up some miles, I can hear her voice flowing next to my ear. “Go faster, I wanna go faster!”
Say what? First, I had to drag her out of the house and demand she get on the back of my bike and now she’s urging me on? Though I’d like nothing more than to rip it open, I can’t. She’s not wearing a helmet and I refuse to risk my Old Lady getting hurt. Not while I claimed one mere minutes ago.
Not just ‘one’, the one. Yes, if I’m doing this, I’m gonna go all in, it’s a gut thing. The challenge shooting out of her eyes shows off the pile of TNT that’s hiding inside this tiny woman. Add the fact her body is hot as sin? Oh, and let’s not forget she’s got one hell of a mouth on her, and she’s not afraid to back down. It was damn kismet she was thrown in my path.
Regretfully we reach the clubhouse all too soon. This is only the second time I’ve strolled into this clubhouse. The first time was when I got here this morning. Half of the guys were still asleep and there weren’t any girls bouncing around like there are now. Seems we’re drawing a bit of a crowd. Correction, I’m drawing a crowd.
Barbie model tits come bouncing toward me in pairs. Well, not so much bouncing going on, but you get the idea.
“Wow, they weren’t kidding when they said the new guy is massive,” the one with the blonde hair croons while the other is feeling me up with her eyes, trying to burn away my clothes while she’s at it.
Billie rips her arm away from my grip and steps back, allowing the other girls more space. Many would call these girls a wet dream, though for me they have lost all their appeal. Not one has the same curves as Goldie. But mostly neither one spikes any action from my cock. As in none, not even a twitch. Until my eyes land on Goldie who’s trying to sneak her way out.
“Stop,” I snarl. One word with the ability to make those girls get lost and my woman freeze.
“Goldie, come over here.” I reach my hand out but her gaze isn’t on me, it’s on the chicks who are now stepping closer. Fuck.
“Leave her be, Titan. She’s free to join in later if she’s up for it. I heard you’ve got enough stamina to fuck every girl in town within the hour. Come, let’s hav
e some fun.” The one with the blonde hair tries again and this time she actually puts her hand on me.
Oh, what a fucking difference one decision makes. One decision and things fall into place and everything is suddenly easy and damn logic. As natural as being naked while having sex.
“Get your hands off me,” I snap. “The only one who touches me is my Old Lady and that sure as fuck ain’t you.”
I turn just in time to snatch Goldie away from the door. “Running away? Forgetting we need to handle this shit with your brother and the fact that you’re under my protection? You’re not allowed to fucking leave.”
My blood pressure spikes at the thought of her leaving the clubhouse without me. Dammit, what if she gets hurt? Then I’d never know how it would be to have one woman at my side, always the same one to share everything with. Fuck. I’m all roses, farts, and damn sunshine and I haven’t even seen her pussy or felt it around my cock.
I’m bracing myself because she fights like hell to get away from me. Kicking and screaming, I drag her off to my room. I throw her on the bed and stalk to the door and lock it to make sure she can’t leave. Taking the key out, I slide it into my pocket.
“Now you listen to me, and open your damn ears because I’m only going to tell you once, and if you disobey my fucking rules there will be hell to pay,” I growl as I hover over her.
I know I’m stepping over a line but for fuck’s sake...just the thought of her getting hurt or fucking lost like her brother rips the bones from my body. And for fuck’s sake...any chick should quiver or squeeze out a tear or two when a guy like me is blasting full fury at them, but this one?
She fucking snarls and pokes me in the chest. “I didn’t need to meet any of your harem, I want to leave. You have no right to keep me here, I’m not your freaking prisoner. I know my brother is missing and I need protection, I’m not stupid. I was going to call my father so he can send over a few guys. Give me my phone back and I’ll make it happen, then you’ll be free to go fuck every girl in town within the hour.”
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