Protecting Siena

by K. Renee

  “You can join in if you want.” I say before getting in and shutting the curtain. She doesn’t answer, just like I knew she wouldn’t. I hear her clothes hit the floor and she gets in behind me. Her fingertips run along my back and I feel my skin catch fire. Every touch and kiss from her mouth makes my skin come alive. She makes me feel, and I love that she does that to me.

  “You’ve gone from an average guy, to having these muscles that get me wet every time I see you naked.” I turn around and the hot water runs down my back and over my chest. The mist is starting to soak her hair and I see the droplets of water trail down in between her tits. Reaching forward, I run my fingers between her perfect tits, all the way down to her pussy. Sliding my fingers between her folds, I feel her wetness. She’s telling the truth about getting wet.

  “My door is always open for you.” I pull her body to mine and her fingers land on my stomach and she slowly runs them up and down my abs. She’s like putty in my hands right now, and as much as I want to fuck her right here and now, I don’t. Instead I wash my body quickly and then her body. Once I’m done, I shut the water off and towel her and I both off. Walking us into the other room, I can see the disappointment in her eyes. She wanted me to fuck her in there.

  “Come on, Princess.” She gets under the covers and I slide in behind her. Laying on my back, I watch her move around as she tries to get comfortable, before she huffs out and sits back up. Her tits are on full display and her nipples are already pebbled. She’s horny, and I already know exactly what she wants.

  She straddles my lap and I put my hands behind my head, and just watch her. The blankets fall down past her waist and I can see her pussy enough to get my dick standing at attention. Not like it wasn’t already; just one look at her body gets me fucking hard every damn time.

  She rises up on her knees and takes what she wants, not that I’ll stop her. Her pussy will always be mine. Don’t give a shit who she ends up with, she will always come back for more.

  She slides herself down on my shaft and starts to roll her hips. Every time she rises up and slams back down, I can’t help but grunt. Her pussy squeezes the shit out of me, and I swear I can’t imagine being inside of anyone else. All the bitches I fucked before don’t hold a candle to Siena and the way she works me over.

  She rides me slowly before picking up her pace and fucking me rough and hard. She’s chasing her orgasm, and I love the look on her face right now. Her nails are digging into my stomach and I can already see the scratches that she’s leaving behind.

  I let her do her thing, and when she throws her head back and moans, I hear the door to my place open. Grabbing the gun next to the bed, I point it at the door. She’s too far gone to even notice what’s going on. Not a second after I draw my gun, I see Tony walk in, his mouth drops and he grabs his gun. I flip her over, quickly pull out of her, and jump off the bed, going towards him. The loud bang echoes through the room, and I feel every rip of the bullet as it slices through my arm. Instead of coming at me again, he takes off running like the little bitch he is, and I hear Siena screaming.

  When I look back at her, her eyes are wide. She gets up and runs over to me. Her hand goes to my arm and she puts pressure on it, causing me to swear like a damn sailor.

  “Sloane, oh my God! Are you okay?” I nod, find a pair of jeans and pull them on.

  “Siena get dressed, everyone will be here in a minute and I sure as hell ain’t explaining that your fiancé shot me because I was fucking you.” She frowns and goes to the bathroom to put her clothes back on without a word. When she comes back, the door opens again, and this time three of my guys are busting into my room followed by a very pissed off Xavier.

  “What the fuck is going on?” Xavier spits out. I see Tony sneak into the room, and he has a grin on his face. Stupid bastard is going to regret this.

  “He’s been fucking my fiancée.” Tony speaks up from behind everyone else.

  “This true?” Xavier grits out. His eyes land on Siena, and I know he’s going to flip the fuck out on her.

  “Yeah. I’ve been fucking her pretty much since I started.” Xavier’s face gets red with anger, he raises a finger to me, and I just wait for what he’s going to say.

  “Stay the fuck away from her. You touch her again, and you’re done.” He turns to Siena and starts to walk over to her. He grabs her arm and pulls her with him. “You are going to marry Tony. I don’t give a fuck what you want. He is what’s going to make this family rich. Stay the fuck away from the help, or next time I’ll be the one putting a bullet in him, but I promise it won’t be a flesh wound.”

  He drags her away, and as much as I want to stop him and pull her out of his grip, I know that this is what’s going to keep me around where I can still watch out for her.

  As soon as Xavier, Tony, and Siena leave, the guys look at me like someone killed their dogs. “Why the fuck are you guys all pouty? You’re not the ones that got fucking shot.”

  I sit on my bed and the blood is still fucking dripping everywhere.

  “Yeah but now we are going to have to deal with your ass when you’re not getting any pussy. That’s almost worse.” I shake my head and all three of them start to laugh. I need to get this looked at.

  “You guys know where I can get a bullet removed without going to a hospital?” They all shake their heads no, and I sigh. Fuck. Getting up, I pull a tee shirt and my boots on. “Make sure nothing happens to her.”

  “Got it.” Gully says. I know he won’t fuck anything up. Plus, I’m pretty sure he knows how I really feel about her. Gully learns a lot by watching everyone. I put him as my right hand man for this reason alone.

  We all walk out of the room; they go their way, and I go to the SUV and get in. When I look up at the window, I see her watching me. It looks like she has tears running down her face, but there is nothing I can do. I blow her a kiss and her lips lift into a small smile, but it isn’t the happiness that I see on her face when we are tangled up in the sheets, or I’m teaching her a new self-defense move.

  Shutting the door, I start the engine and head towards the Wayward Saint’s compound. Dom told me to come find him if I needed anything, and right now, I’m pretty sure I do.

  When I finally find the place, there are bikes and people everywhere. It’s fucking three in the morning and the music is still fucking loud as hell. I park, get out, and walk towards the doors. When I open them, I am not ready for what I see. There are fucking people everywhere and some of them are fucking out in the open for everyone else to see. Not that I’m fucking complaining. Do what you got to do. I walk past a few men with the same cut as Dom, and they give me a strange look.

  One of them finally stops me. “Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?” I eye him before I give him an answer. He’s a big dude, and I’m pretty sure he could whoop my ass, but I don’t let him know that.

  “Dom told me I could find him here if I needed anything. Well, I need something.” He eyes me skeptically, and I just wait for him to make up his mind.

  He grabs his phone and dials a number before speaking. “I got some little punk ass kid looking for you.”

  He grunts a few times before describing me to him. When he hangs up, he laughs. “You are probably the only person to get his ass out of bed at this hour. Feel fucking special.”

  Laughing, I rub my shoulder and he notices. “What happened? Why do you need my brother?”

  Pulling the neck of my shirt down, I show him the bullet wound and he whistles. “Fuck man, I know all too well how that shit feels.” He leads me over to the bar and hands me a shot of something.

  By the time Dom gets to the clubhouse, or whatever Robbie called it, I’m three sheets to the wind and Robbie and I are laughing at something.

  “Hey.” Dom greets, slapping me on the back. “Long time no see, kid. Good to see that you finally put on a little weight.”

  Snickering, I turn around and he slaps my shoulder causing me to wince. He looks at me and frowns.
“What the fuck happened?” I pull down the neck of my shirt and show him, too. He lets out a few choice cuss words and pulls out his phone.

  “Hey doc, you busy?” He pauses and I try to follow his conversation, but I come up blank. “Yeah, I have a buddy who got shot. Needs a bullet removed, and for him to be stitched up.” He agrees to something and then pockets his phone.

  “Where did you get this?” Sitting against the bar, I shrug.

  “Fucking the wrong bitch.” I grab my beer and take a swig before telling him more. “Well she’s the right bitch for me, but she just happens to be practically married to some fucking dick head that her dad is forcing down her throat.”

  “Shit.” He mutters. “She worth it?” He asks nodding to the gunshot wound.

  “Like you wouldn’t fucking believe.” I pull my phone out of my pocket and show him the picture she forced me to take with her.

  “Oh shit. You really hung up on her?” I nod and put my phone back into my pocket. “You know X is a fucking dick right?” I nod again and he just laughs. “He the one that told you not to touch her?”

  “Yeah, he said if I touch her again, I’ll be done.” He lets out a low whistle.

  “I heard he was a fucking dick, but didn’t think that it was that bad. He really trying to control his daughter like that?”

  “Yeah. We’ve been sneaking around the last six months. Now I have to have one of my guys on her instead.” He starts to laugh and the door opens.

  “If she’s worth it, don’t let her father keep you from her.” He pats my back and walks over to the older guy that just walked in the door. When they both walk over to me, I notice the bag in his hand.

  “Hi, you must be the one that got shot.” The older man says.

  “Yeah, that’s me.” I grin. The alcohol is making me feel no pain, and I’m actually glad for it right now.

  They lead me into a room and the doc tells me to sit down. The pain of him digging the bullet out is enough to sober me up. Gritting my teeth, I try not to make too much fucking noise. I hear my phone beep and when I pull it out, I see Siena’s name on the screen.

  Clicking the message open, I read it and frown.

  Siena: Please don’t switch with the other guys. I only want you to protect me.

  Me: Princess, there is nothing I can do. They will protect you just like I do.

  Siena: You teach me self-defense and fuck me. Are they going to do that?

  Me: If any of them touch you, I’ll kill them.

  Siena: Jealous much?

  Me: I just fucking took a bullet for you. I deserve a little sympathy.

  Siena: I’ll suck your dick and finish what I started when you come back.

  Looking up, I see the smirk on Dom’s face. “You’re fucking screwed. You’re going to get shot again.”

  The doc pulls the bullet out of my arm and I hiss out a breath. “Don’t I fucking know it.”

  Pulling up to the house a little after five, I see that my guys are still walking around the property, and I watch as Siena walks towards my SUV. She stops at my window and I roll it down. Her hair is in a messy looking thing on the top of her head. Her eyes are puffy, and she looks like she hasn’t slept since earlier.

  “Meet me at our normal place in two hours.” I raise an eyebrow and put my arm on the window. She runs her finger along my skin, and bites her lip. She’s putting the bait out there and I’m going to fucking take it and run. “I promise to make it worth your while.”

  She turns to walk away, but before she gets too far way, she winks and adds a little more sway to her hips as she walks back to Gully. He shrugs his shoulders and I wave him off. I can handle her.

  I park and get out, making my way to my place. Once I’m inside, I change my clothes and then make my way back out. Getting into the SUV, I make my way towards the warehouse that I use for training, and I take some time pumping weights while I wait for her. My phone starts to ring, and I see Gully’s name. Hitting the answer button, I put the phone to my ear and ask him what’s up.

  “She is forcing me to take her somewhere.” I chuckle and he groans. “Come on Sloane, I don’t get paid enough to deal with her attitude. She’s been a bitch all fucking morning.”

  “I’ll get you a raise. Just do what she says and make sure she stays safe.” I don’t mention where he’s taking her, even though I already know. She’s coming to me, and I can’t wait to strip her down and fuck her.

  When I hear a car pull up, I do a few more reps before putting the bar back on the pegs. The burn of my wound keeps my mind from wandering to things I shouldn’t be thinking about right now.

  The door opens and she runs over to me and straddles my lap. I go to sit up, but she pushes me back down, and gets her hands under my shirt. “I don’t want to give up your dick.” She gives me a grin and this time she lets me up. Looking over at Gully, I can tell he’s worried about us getting caught.

  “Gully, work out. We’ll be back.” He frowns, but nods his head and pulls off his sweatshirt. Picking Siena up, I carry her into the back room and lay her down on the ratty ass couch that we inherited with this dump.

  She rises to her knees as I start to undo my jeans. She turns so her ass is sticking out of her dress and she leans over the back of the couch. I get the perfect fucking view of her pussy and I wrap my hand around my dick and stroke it a few times. “Fuck, Princess, your pussy’s already dripping for me.” Running my fingers over her ass, I can’t help but grin.

  Walking closer to her, I grab her hips and pull her ass closer to me. Running the tip of my dick along her soaked pussy, I probe her, and she pushes back on me trying to get me inside of her.

  “Please Sloane. I want you so fucking bad.” She whimpers.

  Without another word, I slam into her. The whole couch moves a few inches and I just fuck her - hard. I don’t even bother with covering her mouth -I love hearing her moan out my name. She mews and moans and I can’t help but speed up my thrusts. I pull out of her and give her ass a hard smack before slamming back into her and fucking her until she’s white knuckling the couch.

  “Sloane, I’m gonna come. Please fuck me harder.” I give her what she wants and I pound into her even harder than before. She clenches around me and screams out my name. I thrust my hips into her a few more times as she rides out her orgasm, and when she rests her forehead against the couch, I fuck her until I come inside of her.

  Resting my forehead against her back, I catch my breath and slowly pull out of her. “Sloane.” She moans when I finally pull out of her all the way. I pull her dress back down and tuck myself back into my jeans before I take a seat on the couch. She falls into my lap, and I move the hair out of her face.

  “Did he put his hands on you?” Her head snaps to mine, and she almost looks embarrassed.

  “He tried to, but I did one of those moves you taught me, and kneed him in the balls. I don’t think he will try again for a while.” A small grin appears on her face and I smile back at her.

  “Good. Serves that fucking bitch right.” She puts her forehead against my neck and I wrap my arms around her.

  “Have you ever fucked him?” Her breathing changes and she doesn’t say anything for a while.

  “Yes.” She whispers. “I was young, and angry at my father. He forced my boyfriend out of the picture, like he did when you started. So, to get back at him, I slept with his right hand man. It was stupid, and I wish I never did it. Now he thinks he owns me or something.”

  “That’s because he does, baby.” She looks at me and frowns.

  “He may be the man my father wants me to marry, but he will never own me. I’ll run away before I am ever owned by him.” She grinds out.

  Putting my hand over her pussy, I slip my fingers under her dress and she moans. “I own this.” Her head falls back against my shoulder, and she nods.

  “I’m pretty sure that you promised to suck my dick.” She squirms in my lap and my dick starts to harden again. I dip my finger inside of her and s
he moans again.

  “Only if you get me off again.” She groans.

  Ticking my tongue, I pull my finger from her pussy, place it into my mouth, and suck it clean. “Nope. You want me to get you off, then you better come back another day. No one likes a greedy bitch.” She huffs out this time, and gets off my lap. When she turns to face me, she has a scowl on her face.

  “You’re such an ass sometimes.” I grab my dick through my jeans, and her eyes follow.

  “It’s only because you can’t get enough of my dick.”

  “Ugh!” She yells as she walks towards the door. Getting off the couch, I run to catch up to her and wrap my arm around her waist. “Let go of me.”

  “No, I need to tell you something. Stop being a bitch.” She turns and punches my chest, causing me to wince. Her hand was super close to the bullet wound, and I have to catch my breath from the pain.

  She looks like she wants to say sorry, but she doesn’t. Instead, she just stands there and waits for me to say what I was going to tell her.

  Straightening up, I grab her neck and pull her face to mine. “If he touches my pussy, I won’t let you come for a week.”

  “How are you going to know?” She challenges me.

  “Trust me, I’ll know.” She shakes her head and pushes away from me and walks out the door we came through. When I make my way out into the other room, I see that they are both gone. I have another hour before my new recruits are supposed to be here, so I lie on the mat and shut my eyes.

  When I hear the new guys start to show up, I roll over and help myself off the ground. I get myself ready to whip these assholes into shape.

  By the end of the first session, I’m sweating and about ready to pass out. I lock the place up and make my way to the SUV. Before I can get in, I see a car come zooming into the parking lot. A couple of the guys wait to see what happens before getting into their cars.

  I watch Tony head right for me, and before he can even touch me, I take him to the ground and use my weight to hold him there.