by Lexie Davis
Superman laughed. “Hell, I bet that’s shitloads of fun.”
“The knife wound was more fun.” Ryker groaned. “You fuckers need to get out of here. Ella will be home in a little while.”
He’d been a good little boy while she was working. He’d stayed in bed, resting just like she wanted him to. He had a feeling that Razor would need to be dealt with outside the charter and its limits, so he was probably going to piss her off in the next few days. He needed to earn all the brownie points he could while he could.
“We’ll keep you updated.” Vampire stood along with Superman. “I don’t think Razor is coming out of hiding. He was grooming you to be the next leader and with the way shit went down and Ella’s connections to the police, he’s too worried about his ass.”
“He will,” Ryker commented. “Until then, do business as usual.”
After they left, Ryker decided to take a shower. He didn’t bother covering his stomach, though he did keep it away from the water spray. Some of what Ella had said was sinking into his thick skull. He got out and wrapped a towel around his hips. He needed a haircut. Staring at himself in the mirror, he took in the shaggy look he’d adopted. The longer hair didn’t suit him. Maybe he’d shave his head. That’d definitely be a change.
He heard the apartment door open while he brushed his teeth and glanced out to see Ella putting her stuff down. She looked tired and he could only imagine what kind of day she’d had at the hospital. He spit his toothpaste out and rinsed his mouth before going out to greet her.
“Hey,” he commented. “How was your day?”
She threw her arms around him and sobbed. Ryker stroked her hair as he enveloped her with his arms, holding her close while she cried against him. He didn’t ask questions and kept her close until she pulled away.
“I’m sorry.” She swiped at her cheeks. “It’s been a really long day.”
“Why are you apologizing?” He kissed her. “What happened?”
“I had to deal with knife wounds and bleeding arteries all day.” She sucked in a shaky breath. “You do it one time and they dub you as the fucking expert. I don’t want to be a doctor anymore.”
“Yes, you do.” He pulled her closer. He couldn’t feel any worse about what had happened if he tried. “You are an amazing doctor.”
She looped her arms around him. “It won’t go away.”
“I know.” He kissed her temple. “But look at me. I’m alive because of you. That’s something to be proud of.”
He took her hand and placed it on his chest. She blinked a few times. “I’m so tired.”
“We had a date in bed, remember?” He brushed her hair from her face. “You get changed and I’ll order some food. We’ll meet up between the sheets.”
She pressed her cheek against his chest. “Just hold me.”
Ryker held on to her, kissing the top of her head. “I will. Go lie down.”
When she finally moved away from him, Ryker pulled on a pair of shorts and ordered some food for them. Ella changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed, waiting for him to join her. It didn’t matter what the fuck was going on in his life—he’d stop everything for her. After the pizza arrived, he carried it to the bed and grabbed them both something to drink before sliding between the sheets.
“Eat and then get some rest, babe.” He pulled her against him and kissed her cheeks, her nose, and her eyes. “I’ve got you.”
“I deal with trauma every day.” She shook her head. “It shouldn’t affect me this bad.”
He grabbed a slice of pizza and handed it to her. “You’re overworked, fatigued, and taking care of a man-child.” She arched an eyebrow at him and he shrugged, grabbing his own slice of pizza. “You need to take care of yourself. You don’t have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, Ella. Lay back and relax.”
They ate their pizza in silence before Ella moved closer to him.
She laid her head on his chest and circled his flat nipple with her finger. “It’s scary to think about how close we’ve gotten over a short period of time. All I could think about was losing you while I stared down at your body. I don’t ever want to feel that again, but I’m starting to think that this is just the beginning of it.”
She slid her hand down his stomach, avoiding his wound. “I really thought you were dead. I screamed at Vampire to call an ambulance. I rode all the way to the hospital on top of you with my finger plugging the hole in your artery. If I’d moved my hand at all you would have died. I knew it and they had to physically pull my hand from your body when we made it to the OR.”
Her finger circled the spot closed together with staples. “I don’t ever want to do that again.”
Ryker cupped her cheek and leaned down to kiss her. “I love you, Ella.”
She pressed her face against his chest. “Did you really stay in bed all day?”
He tried not to feel hurt that she didn’t say it back. “Yeah. I took selfies and text them to you.”
“The one of your erection hardly defines your location.”
He laughed. “I can’t help it. I missed you.”
And he did. After ten minutes of doing nothing, all he could think about was Ella naked and sucking his cock. He grew hard instantly.
“Are you sure you’re okay enough to have sex?” She pushed up from him. “You’re not just saying it?”
“I’d never joke about that.”
Ella moved to straddle him. She crossed her arms over her chest and pulled her shirt off. Ryker couldn’t stop the stupid grin from crossing his face as he reached out and squeezed her breasts. She was perfect, he determined. Everything about her.
“I don’t know what I’m doing, so you’re going to have to walk me through it.”
He sat up so that they were face-to-face. “You know exactly what you’re doing, babe.”
Her tongue tasted hot and sweet, her teeth nibbling lightly to coax his response. Ryker slipped his finger inside the leg of her shorts, touching the wetness that greeted him. She trailed a hand down his chest, caressing the hard muscle before she lightly brushed the soft ripples of his abs, heading lower until she came to the waistband of his shorts. Fire burned inside him the longer he anticipated her touch. She pulled the waistband out with one hand and dipped her other hand inside.
Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft while her mouth stole his gasp. He brushed her clit with his thumb, drawing soft whimpers from her lips as he heightened her pleasure. It had been too damn long since he’d been inside her. His frenzied brain could barely think when her soft hand stroked the length of his shaft. It was all he could do not to push her down to the mattress and bury himself deep inside her.
She dragged her mouth from his and pushed gently at his chest. “Lie back.”
Ryker lay back against the pillows, propping himself up as she tugged his shorts off his hips and down his legs. He stroked himself, watching as her shorts came off, revealing her bare pussy to him. She left him a moment, turning so that he had a great view of her perfect ass as she walked toward the bag she kept by the door. When she returned, she handed him a condom.
“Stealing more condoms from the hospital?”
A slight smile tilted her lips. “I didn’t have time to go to the store.”
She straddled him. Her wetness brushed against his cock as he reached for her, crashing his lips against hers. Somewhere deep in his mind, he remembered he was supposed to lie back and let her take the lead, but dammit he couldn’t. Her body was made for loving and he wasn’t going to deny himself any longer.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked him.
Nothing but pure innocence shined in her eyes and he had to remind himself to breathe. His Ella. She was so damn beautiful that it hit him right in the chest. How the fuck could she be so damn different? As much as he wanted to do all kinds of sexual things with her, he couldn’t simply let her focus on his pleasure. Not after what he’d put her through and the crappy day she’d had.
> He shifted slightly in the bed, scooting the pizza box over as he moved them sideways.
“I want to taste you.” He gripped her hips and lifted. “Straddle my face.”
She fell forward over him, with her breasts dangling just above his lips. He couldn’t resist the temptation and pulled her stiff nipple into his warm mouth. This was the part about his injury that fucking sucked, he realized. He couldn’t move like he should, though he was willing to risk injury to get what he wanted. Clutching her ass, he pushed her up his body, kissing and licking along her stomach as she moved to straddle his head. Her musky aroma filled his nostrils and he couldn’t wait to taste her. She leaned back slightly, resting her hands on his chest as she offered her bare pussy lips to his mouth. One long lick of her slit and he was in heaven. Sweet, pure, blissful heaven. He knew she liked his mouth on her. Ryker circled her clit with his tongue before moving down to her opening to lap up her juices. Her hips rocked against him, urging him on. Ella’s fingers drifted to her clit, stroking while he pushed his tongue inside her. She needed to get off just as much as he wanted to give her the pleasure.
“Ohh…” She dropped her head back as her hips lifted, pressing harder against his mouth. Her pussy contracted against him while her nails dug into his chest. When she was through she collapsed to the side, smiling.
“Just because you came doesn’t mean I’m done with you.” Ryker pulled her leg over him, kissing her inner thigh.
“Oh yeah?” She stared at him. “You can’t move. I could leave you high and dry.”
“That’s not going to happen.” He scraped his teeth along her leg, dangerously close to her pussy. “Besides, that’s just mean and you’re far from mean.”
“After all you put me through you really think I can’t be mean?” She moved so that she could kiss his lips. She was his. It was completely selfish of him to not walk away and let her live the life she deserved, a happy life away from him and the club. But he didn’t care. He loved her and he wanted to be with her as long as he lived.
Ryker pulled her over him, holding her legs open so his cock could rub against her hot center. She gasped into his mouth and pushed up, idly feeling the comforter for the condom.
“I was stupid to think something was wrong with you.” She opened the package and gripped his cock. “Your body could handle sex even if you were weak and on your deathbed.”
He grinned up at her before glancing down to watch her roll the condom on. “I’m resilient, what can I say.”
“Resilient isn’t the word I’d use.” She moved down his body and kissed the area of skin right beneath his naval. “Horny suits you better.”
She took his cock into her mouth, shocking the hell out of him. He swallowed, coughed. She glanced up at him, curiously staring while her mouth tightened around the tip. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his head so he could watch her. Ella was sucking his dick. Fucking hell. Maybe his heart couldn’t take the pleasure.
“Are you okay?” she asked, frowning at him. She stroked him a few times, watching him while she worked.
He chuckled and she pursed her lips.
“Are you laughing at me?” She let him go and pulled away.
“No, no, no.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. “No, baby. God, no. I’d never laugh at you.” He let out a chuckle, not convincing her of anything.
“You’re laughing right now.”
“It’s either that or fucking shoot off like fireworks.” He clenched his teeth, then took a deep breath. “God, I wasn’t expecting you to suck me. It really damn near made me lose control.”
She still didn’t look convinced. Hell, they’d have to wait to do that until he could fucking move. He pulled her down to him and kissed her. The last thing he wanted was her feeling inadequate. God, he could see it written on her face. Laughing during sex was not his best move.
“I’ve wanted your mouth on me for so long, Ella.” He pressed kisses along her chin and down to her neck. “And it’s been a while since I’ve had you. Laughing was just a pressure release. I didn’t want to come the moment you sucked me, because I damn near did. I want to be inside you and make it good for us both. With you, I’m like a horny teenager. I can get hard in a second and shoot off the same. I’d never make fun of you, baby.”
She seemed to understand the more he explained. He thanked his lucky stars for that. Ella scooted down and stroked his cock again.
“Isn’t the point to make you come?” She glanced at him. “You act like we’re only going to have sex once.”
He laughed. “God, my heart can’t take it.”
“No?” Her fingers brushed along his balls. “Maybe we should stop. The last thing I need is the reputation of giving you a heart attack while we’re doing the nasty.”
The humor on her face gave him plenty of indication that she was joking. He wasn’t sure he could handle her stopping.
“Ella, I’m five seconds away from flipping you to the mattress and fucking you like my life depended on it. My side can’t take that. Quit teasing me.”
“Okay. I’ll leave you alone.”
He groaned and she laughed. “Put my cock inside you, now.”
She lifted her hips upward and angled him to her entrance. “You’re so damn pushy.”
“You have no fucking idea.” He gripped her hips as his dick pressed against her velvet folds. Her gyrations made his cock twitch as she rocked back and forth, taking him inch-by-inch into her hot body. She tested his control. He’d been horny all day, thinking about fucking her like he wanted. But she was Ella. She was sweet and inexperienced. He fully intended on taking it slow and focusing on her that night.
Ella had other ideas. Ideas that pushed his control to the point he was anything but fucking relaxed. Her hungry muscles latched onto him, sucking him deeper as she moved. Then she squeezed around him, milking his cock as she drew a soul-deep groan from him. He tried to back off. He knew somewhere deep inside that she’d yell at him if he tore his side open and started to bleed all over the white comforter.
Then she slid off his cock, lifting her body so that his every inch dragged along the walls of her pussy. How the hell was he going to survive like this?
“I can’t do it, Ella.”
Before she could say anything, he gripped her hips and slammed into her. He flipped their positions as she cried out. Each thrust of his hips pushed her farther across the bed. He pulled her legs so that they draped over his shoulders while he fucked her into oblivion. His side fucking hurt as her thigh bumped against it, but he didn’t give a shit. His cock ached for her attention and her pussy gave him everything he wanted. Each thrust had his stomach tightening, the fucking soreness growing more and more intense. Then her pussy clamped around him, hard and hot, sucking him while she arched off the bed, crying out his name.
Sweet. Fucking. Hell.
He shoved her legs aside and sucked her breast into his mouth as he shoved harder into her, driving his cock as deep as he could go. He shuddered, every muscle in his body tensing as his orgasm flowed through him, taking his breath as his side ached.
She stared up at him, lightly touching his face. “Are you okay?”
He took a deep breath. “I’m fine.”
He withdrew from the hot depths of her pussy and rolled to his back, clutching his side. Ella sat up, worried.
“Let me see.”
He groaned. He didn’t feel sticky from blood, so that had to be a plus. “I’m fine.”
Even as he said it, he moved his hands so she could look at his side. “This time you shouldn’t have done that.”
He laughed. “Ah, fuck me, Ella. You make me lose control like no one else.”
She brushed her fingers along his stomach. “You were supposed to lie back and let me do the work.”
“That was before you surprised me by sucking my dick.”
She rolled her eyes and pulled the condom off. “Your staples are okay, but the stitches are puffy. You have some bruising.
You really need to take it easy.”
He didn’t know if that was possible. “I’ll try. Are you hungry?”
She stood to get rid of the condom. “I’m actually tired.”
He lifted the pizza box and opened it, selecting a piece, then taking a bite. “Come on, baby. You can sleep next to me.”
She turned the lights out and pulled the covers back, sliding into the bed next to him. She didn’t seem too interested in sleeping, though he could see the fatigue on her face. He leaned over and brushed his finger along her cheek.
“Do you see us spending our lives together?” she asked. “Marriage, babies. A house with a yard and a dog. Do you see that kind of stuff in our lives at some point?”
He bit into his pizza. “Marriage, sure. Babies, no thank you. I’d love to buy a house with you and I’m not opposed to having a dog. No cats. I don’t like cats.”
“You don’t want kids?”
“No.” He glanced over at her. “Do you?”
She didn’t respond immediately. He lifted the pizza box and carried it to the kitchen before grabbing his water and climbing back into bed. He could see Ella as a mom. She’d probably want a houseful of kids, and even though he didn’t he could see himself conceding to the idea. With her, he saw himself wanting things he’d never dreamed of before.
“Not right now,” she finally replied. “I always considered adoption. I never really thought I’d ever find someone I wanted to marry, so I always pictured myself creating that kind of a life on my own.”
“Why didn’t you think you’d marry?” He settled in next to her, turning so that he faced her while favoring his side.
“I kept my virginity until I was twenty-nine. It wasn’t exactly on purpose either.”
“Do you want to get married?” He didn’t know why but the thought of her taking his name, becoming his officially to love and cherish for the rest of his life, sounded so fucking good to him.