Saving His Princess

by Elisa Leigh

  When she turns to walk toward me, she finally looks up, and it’s then I see her defeat written all over her face. Fuck waiting for her to get to me and taking things slow. She’s upset about something, and it’s tearing me apart. I jump up from my seat, and I’m to her side in seconds. I don’t ask questions, I just need her in my arms, safe from whatever is hurting her. I’m about to pick her up and carry her into the house when she stops me. “Don’t touch me.”

  I stop short, inches from my woman. Fuck. Her words have the same impact as if I was punched in the gut. What the fuck is going on? “Princess?”

  “Can we go inside and talk about this?” I nod and follow her into the house. I watch as she puts her bags down then sits on the couch.

  I try and give her the time she needs to tell me what’s got her upset, but after five minutes I can’t handle this. I walk up to her and stand in front of her. Grazing my hand down her dark locks, I notice it looks shinier, and there are some highlights in it now. Even though she’s upset, she leans into my touch. The noose around my chest loosens, and I know whatever is going on, we can be salvaged.

  Kneeling on the ground, I push myself between her thighs and wait for her to look up. “Lana, look at me love.” When she lifts her face, I see a few tears staining her cheeks. “Why the tears? What the hell is going on? I can’t fix this if you don’t tell me what’s going on!”

  “I feel so stupid Vince.” More tears fall, but she wipes them away and blows out a breath. “I just, we’re so new you know.”

  “Why didn’t you call when you left with the girls?” I ask, feeling like we’re not getting anywhere.

  “I did! I called and tried to speak with you, but Tabitha answered.” The way she says Tabitha tells me everything I need to know. I should have fired that twat the very first day.

  “What did she say to you baby? Tell me so I can fix it.”

  She glares at me, but when I pout she gives in. “I told her I was your wife and she laughed. Like it was crazy you’d have a wife. It hurt. She told me you were with a special client and weren’t to be disturbed.”

  I graze my thumb across her bottom lip, needing to touch her. “She drives me crazy. The only reason I hired her was I needed someone to answer phones and make appointments. She likes to come back and chat while I’m working. When I came in this morning, I was in no mood to deal with her. I told her I had a special client because I wanted to be left alone. It was a brother of the Steel Daggers, I was doing a touch up on one of his pieces.”

  “She made it sound like you had a woman back there. Why is it so crazy that you’d be married?”

  “Princess, before you, I had no interest in forever with any woman. The people around here and at the club knew it. As soon as I saw you it’s like something inside me clicked, and I knew with absolute certainty you were the forever I wasn’t looking for. You came in and blew the future I thought I had out of the water and started writing me something different that included you as the center of our family.”

  When she leans forward and kisses me, I fall over her, consuming her. This woman has me by the balls and is turning me into the man my mama always wanted me to be. I pull back barely able to stop myself.

  “I didn’t know what happened. I came home when I couldn’t get ahold of you. I saw the phone and then the blood on your shirt. I thought someone came to take you away from me.”

  “The girls surprised me in the bathroom, and I fell, cutting myself. Emersen fixed up my arm, look.” She holds her arm up, and I gently pull back her long sleeve to see it bandaged up.

  I’m on edge, knowing she was hurt, even if it was an accident, those women should know better. “The phone?” I say through clenched teeth.

  “I was furious after I got off the phone with Tabitha. Thinking about you with anyone but me was more than I could handle.” She shrugs. “I’m sorry about the phone.”

  “I don’t care about the phone Princess. Tabitha will never be a problem again, I promise. I should have fired her a while ago.”

  “It’s fine Vince. I overreacted. I didn’t like that I couldn’t get ahold of you though.”

  “I didn’t like it either. Hold on, I’ve got something for you.” I get up from the floor and go and grab the box Triton brought over and hand it to Lana.

  When she opens it her eyes go from me to the phone. “It’s too much Vince.”

  “It’s not. I need to be able to get ahold of you. Take the phone love and keep it with you. Answer whenever I call, even if you’re pissed at me. I need to know you’re safe at all times. This is one thing I won’t compromise on.”

  She rolls her eyes at me and looks back at the phone.

  Grabbing her hand, I sit next to her. “Lana, you don’t understand. You are my life, my fucking life! No one fucks with my life. I’ll stop at nothing to get to you and get you back. There’s nowhere they could take you that I wouldn't find you. I’d hunt them down and burn the mother fuckers to the ground. I’ll end anyone who dared to take you and touch you.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Lana

  I set the phone down on the table and crawl onto his lap, so I’m straddling his legs. Holding his face in my hands, I look deep into his eyes. “I know you will Vince. You’ll do everything to keep me. I love you.”

  “Fuck, Princess. Tell me again.”

  I kiss him slowly, kissing my way to his neck. “I love you, Vince Moretti. I love how you take care of me. I love how you show me what I mean to you. I love how you touch me.”

  I kiss down his neck and pull his shirt to the side and notice for the first time he’s got a bite mark tattooed on his neck.

  “Isn’t that… didn’t I? What is that?” I stare at the new tattoo in shock and look back at this crazy man.

  “This is the mark you left on me the night you claimed me for your own. I loved seeing it on my skin. I wanted it there for eternity, so I could look at it for the rest of my life and remember the moment you made me yours.”

  This man, God does he know what he’s doing to me? Tangling my fingers in his hair, I pull him to my lips and make love to his mouth. I nip his bottom lip before sucking it into my mouth. When he groans I let it go with a pop.

  “Fuck Lana, you have to stop. You’re going to unman me, and I’ll be coming in my jeans if you don’t stop rubbing your hot pussy over me.”

  I can’t stop. He has no idea, but he’s just lit the match, and I’m on fire. He rolls us over, so I’m beneath him. “Put your hands above your head and grab the couch.”

  I don’t hesitate and put my hands where he told me. He lifts my shirt above my tits and pulls them out of my bra. He grabs them, one in each hand and pushes them together before sucking one of my nipples into his mouth.

  “Oh God… Vince, that feels so good. Don’t stop.” I beg.

  He nips my nipple before switching to the other one, giving it the same treatment.

  Letting go of the couch I pull on his shirt, wanting to feel his skin on mine.

  He stops immediately and sits up. “No love, that’s not how this is going to work.” He reaches behind him and pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it to the side, never taking his eyes of mine.

  When he unbuckles his belt and undoes the button on his jeans, I moan out loud. I lick my lips wanting so badly to have him in my mouth. His tan body covered in ink is a work of art I long to taste.

  He stops and leans back over me and kisses down my stomach to the edge of my jeans. I wonder if he can tell how wet I am for him.

  “I can smell how needy your little cunt is for me Princess, but is she ready?”

  Slowly, god so slowly, he undoes my jeans and slides them off, stopping at my knees. He has me trapped, and he knows it. The asshole is getting off on delivering this brand of torture. When he pulls my lacy panties to the side, he licks between my pussy lips and circles his tongue around my clit. My back arches and I moan.

  “Did you wear these pretty panties for me, Princess? Hmmm… did you want m
e to see them and peel them off you?”

  I nod, that’s exactly what I wanted from him.

  When he stands up, I watch as he pulls my boots off my feet and finishes pulling my jeans and panties down my legs. The cool air feels good against my overheated pussy.

  My eyes are glued to Vince’s hand as he pulls his engorged cock out of his jeans, stroking it as he stares at my aching pussy. The pre-cum sliding down his shaft makes my pussy even wetter. Rubbing my thighs together I wait for him to give me the pleasure I know is coming.

  “Stop teasing me, Vince. I ache for you.”

  He pulls his jeans and boxer briefs off and comes to me, his dick bobbing against his stomach. Leaning over me, he pulls my knees up and holds them there while staring at my center. He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth and bites down.

  “This cunt is where I’ll worship every day for the rest of my life, Lana. Fuck, it’s the only thing that matters. Keep your hands exactly where they are, do you hear me, Princess.”

  I nod and keep my eyes trained on his every move. He spreads my thighs and runs his thumb between my wet pussy lips. When he circles my clit, I moan out needing more. Continuing to rub my clit he pushes two fingers inside me. Just the feel of his fingers has me coming and writhing against him.

  “So fucking responsive. I barely touch you, and you come for me. This sweet pussy, fuck its heaven.”

  Pulling his fingers from me he sucks them into his mouth, licking my wetness that was coating them. “So sweet. Damn!”

  He grabs my hips and lifts them up, aligning his cock at my entrance. When he locks his eyes with mine, he pushes forward, not stopping until he’s completely inside me. I close my eyes and let myself just feel everything he’s doing to me.

  “Yes. Vince… yes. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

  Pulling out of me slowly, he pushes back in just as slow. This push and pull he’s got going on is driving me crazy and the best I’ve ever felt. I don’t want him to go faster or harder, just to keep doing exactly what he’s doing. I don’t want this feeling to ever end.

  “I’ll never stop loving you, Lana. It’s you and me for the rest of our lives, princess.” He lowers my hips to the couch and the weight of him on top of me as he follows me down is pure bliss. Grabbing my hand and lacing his fingers with mine, he leans down and kisses me, devouring my mouth. He continues his slow assault on my sex, and I’m dying to touch him, hold him, give him an ounce of what he’s giving me.

  “Lana, I’m in love with you. I love your resilience to live and fight for what you want. I get lost in your beauty and the innocence that surrounds you. All I want is to protect you and keep you mine forever.” He says breathing heavily into my ear, skimming his lips against my neck.

  “Vince… you’re the only one I need. Ohhh, Vince, I’m going to come… Come with me baby, come inside me.”

  I rock my hips against him, holding him to me and we come together, shaking and sweaty, breathing heavily, our hearts beating rapidly. Chest to chest we lay there holding one another.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Vince

  I’ve been laying here for the last twenty minutes watching my wife sleep. I’ve never been in love before her, but for the first time in my life I am, and I can’t complain. I brush the hair out of her eyes, and they flutter open.

  “Good morning my wife,” I say, brushing the back of my hand against her cheek.

  “Good morning my husband,” she whispers in her sleepy voice.

  “It’s time to wake up. We have to get going soon.”

  “Nooo,” she moans and rolls away from me pulling the covers up over her head.

  “Lana love, if we don’t get moving, we won’t have time to get coffee. I know you don’t want to skip your coffee, do you?”

  She peaks her head out from the covers and frowns, shaking her head.

  “That’s my girl,” I say before pulling the covers completely off of her and throwing them onto the floor.

  “Vince!” She screams and makes a dash for the sheet. I jump up and grab that too, then spank her on her naked ivory ass.

  She rolls off the bed and marches up to me, poking me in the chest. “I’m going to get you back for that. You won’t even know it’s coming, and bam! I’m gonna get you so hard.”

  Grabbing her hand, I pull it to my mouth and kiss it softly. “I look forward to it.” Then wink and stride into the shower to heat it up for us.

  ∞∞∞

  “Why didn’t we take your motorcycle?” Lana asks me after we get back into the truck from picking up coffee and bagels.

  “It’s too cold for you to be on the back of a bike. I ride my bike almost every day, so I’m used to it and have the right clothes for this weather. We still need to get you a proper pair of leathers.”

  “That makes sense. But you do know I grew up in Moscow. I’m used to the colder weather.” She says before taking a sip of her coffee.

  “I’m not taking any chances with your safety Princess.”

  She shrugs. “Okay. So, are we almost there? I can’t wait to see your shop. This is so exciting.” she says bouncing in her seat.

  “Actually, we’re already here.” I pull into the side parking lot and park in my usual spot and get out. I grab my coffee and the bagels then go around to help Lana out.

  I go to the front and unlock the shop. I look around, knowing that Dave closed the shop for me. Knowing him I expect it to be clean, but I still check. I see Tabitha’s things are gone from the front desk, and I’m relieved I won’t have to deal with her shit any longer.

  “When does the shop open?” Lana asks, leaning against the front desk and sipping her coffee.

  “We’ll open in a little over an hour, but I wanted time to come in and set things up since I didn’t close last night. I also wanted to show you around, see what you thought. You’ll meet the guys as they come in. They’re all members of the Steel Daggers and are some of the best guys I’ve been around.”

  “Well, show me around. I’ve never been to a tattoo shop before, so I have nothing to judge it against. Although I have to say it is much cleaner than I assumed it would be.”

  “We get that a lot. If our shop were dirty, we’d be shut down, that’s the last thing I want.”

  I show her around, and she takes time looking at the art on the walls and the different pieces some of our customers have had done. Eventually, we make it to my station, and I have her sit down in my chair.

  “Would you ever tattoo me?”

  “When you want a tattoo, I’ll be the only one to touch you, love.”

  “And if I asked you for one today?”

  “Is there something you want?”

  “You pick. I want something that shows everyone I’m yours. I’ve got my mark on you, so I want your mark on me.”

  “Are you sure this is something you want to do Lana? Tattoos are permanent. I’d hate for you to regret your decision.”

  “I’d never regret anything you put on my body love. I trust you, Vince.”

  Hell, she undoes me at every turn. I know exactly what I want to put on her. I’ve been thinking about it since the first night we made love, and I claimed her cherry. Fuck, to be honest, I’ve been thinking about it since I picked her up and carried her onto the plane with me.

  “You do this, and it’s forever.”

  She frowns and sits up, swinging her legs, so they’re dangling off the chair and crosses her arms. “You keep saying that Vince. I married you, I gave you my innocence, I gave you my heart. What more do you want from me? What do I need to do to prove how completely in this I am with you?” She asks getting louder with each word.

  “You’re right. Shit, I’m just worried this is all a dream. A crazy wonderful dream, and I’m going to wake up losing the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

  Standing, she walks to where I’m seated on my stool and kisses me. “This is reality. Now how do you want me?”

  I fight myself not to push her up aga
inst the chair and fuck my baby into her. I love how she’s standing up for what she wants and taking it. She’s unfolding into a beautiful woman, just like I knew she would.

  “Lay down on the chair, on your side, so your right hip is up. First I’m going to sketch the design on your hip with a marker. Then when it’s the way I want it, I’ll get started on the tattoo. Do you want to see what I’m doing?”

  “No. I’ll see it when you’re finished.”

  Two hours later and I’m finishing up my woman’s first tattoo. It turned out even better than I imagined it would.

  I hadn’t told anyone I got married, wanting to keep it to myself for as long as possible. I knew as soon as I said something word would get around and my mama and papa would find out. They need to hear it from me first. Guess we’ll be stopping by for a visit this afternoon.

  Johnny and Sam came in at ten and met Lana. When I said, she was my wife they didn’t seem as surprised as I thought they’d be. Turns out, Emersen and Chelsea can’t keep their mouths shut, and the whole club knows about it now. When they told me this, I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face. It’s going to save me a lot of time in explaining to others that the woman on my arm was mine.

  “Alright. I’m done.”

  “You’re done?” She asks excitedly.

  I grin and nod. I love how excited she gets over the little things. “I’m going to help you up, and then you can take a look at it in the mirror over here.”

  Helping her up, I walk with her to the full-length mirror so she can get her first look. Fuck, I hope she doesn't hate it. She said she was all in and I ran with it.

  She stares at it for a long time saying nothing. I tattooed a crown resting on a heart. Along the edges, I wrote in cursive “Ruler of his heart, Princess of his soul.”