Shad shrugged.
Law walked to the closet and tried the knob. It was locked. He punched in the code and flung open the door just as a bullet ripped through the wall behind him.
“Stop fucking shooting at us Nikki! It’s me. It’s Law.”
He heard a sob and then his arms were filled with a warm Nikki.
“It’s ok. Nikki, you’re ok. I swear it.” He held her as if she would disappear if he let go.
“We need to get the fuck out of here Law.”
Law just lifted Nikki and carried her to the truck Spec had driven out to the house. It wasn’t until they were inside that he noticed that she was covered in blood and wearing a tattered shirt and her cut. His heart swelled as he ran his fingers over her property patch and he raised his brows in question.
“I wanted them to know that I was yours and I love you if something happened. It made me feel closer to you, like I had a reason to fight.”
She looked so innocent in her declaration that Law didn’t have words. He helped her remove the leather vest and ignored her hurt look as he tugged her tattered shirt from her body and used it to wipe the blood from her skin. Then he tugged off his own shirt and pulled it over her head before slipping the leather cut back around her shoulders.
She looked at him in question and he held her close and kissed her head.
“It’s yours if you want it.”
She beamed. “Really?”
He just nodded.
“Tell me Nikki.” That wiped the smile from her face.
“Slick killed my brother. He was going to…he works for Dax.”
“I know that honey. What did he do?”
“I saw him at my house the night they almost killed me and he reminded me I belonged to Dax that day when he hit me on the street. Tonight he said he was gonna fuck me and then cut me up.”
“Fucking son of a bitch.”
Nikki reached out and touched Shad’s arm. “I could never help them hurt your family.”
Shad met her eyes. “I know.”
Her rambling was going to kill Law. She was confused and hurt and it was somehow all his fault, he knew it was.
“I’m sorry Nikki, I should have been here.”
She turned to him and in the light of the moon she looked like and angel, even with blood staining her face. She placed her hands on either side of his face and looked into his eyes. “This is not your fault Tucker. My brother and Slick and the Devils did this. It is not your fault.”
Law felt a huge lump form in his throat. How could she know?
“I love you Tucker and I want to let this all go and figure out who I am again.”
She had just been through hell and she was trying to comfort him. In that moment he felt warmth bloom in his chest and grabbed her face. He kissed her until he had to pull away to breathe and then kissed her again.
“I don’t know if I can love you the way you deserve Nikki, but I will love you with all I am.”
“I’ll take it and I will give you all I have in return.”
“I’ll take it.” Law said as he kissed her again.
Shadow stayed silent as he drove them to the clubhouse. Law knew his brother would handle the cleanup at his house and wouldn’t need his hand held. Shadow understood this. Somehow that soulless bastard understood more than Law did and he knew he would hear about it soon enough.
I hope you enjoyed reading
LAWLESS
Please enjoy this excerpt from the next in this series
Rider
Chapter One
Lizzie sat at the bar and brooded. She twined a blonde curl around her finger as she sat staring into her ginger ale. She hated being at Tease, but the brothers were still too paranoid to let her out of their sight for long so here she was. Jack was just a prospect but he was handsome and she liked the way he smiled at her when she flirted, but he wouldn’t really do anything about it. She was so frustrated!
She sighed and secretly admitted that she had terrible taste in men. Her last boyfriend had been working for the Devils and was planning to use her as leverage against her dad, who happened to be the Prez of the Defenders MC. Then there was Rider… she cut her eyes to the front of the club where the redheaded stripper practically fucked Rider in his chair. She hated that woman.
Rider must have felt her eyes on him because he looked up and smirked when he met her eyes. He squeezed Mace’s enormous breasts and grinned when Lizzie just looked away.
Would Lizzie never learn to stop chasing after the wrong men?
Spec walked in and sat beside Lizzie at the bar. He bumped her leg with his knee and leaned toward her.
“How about you take me upstairs for a while and see if he loses that fucking grin?”
Lizzie threw her head back and laughed. She loved Spec. His blue eyes twinkled as he raised a brow in question. Lizzie nodded and stood. She grabbed his hand and headed for the stairs. She snuck one more look at Rider before she turned the corner and winked at his dark scowl. Spec really was a genius.
Spec slapped her ass as she made the turn that took her out of Rider’s sight and she squealed. She wasn’t planning on actually fucking Spec, but at this point she wouldn’t argue if he actually made a pass, but she doubted he would. He respected Rider and for some damned reason none of the brothers would touch her, either out of respect for her father or Rider and that just made no sense.
“You know I won’t fuck you Lizzie, but I wouldn’t refuse a lap dance.” Spec wiggled his brows and Lizzie felt like she could breathe again. Spec always liked to push the limits and Lizzie was learning to like the ride too.
She slowly slid her hands up her body as she started to move. She slid her hands to her breasts and squeezed. Even if Spec wouldn’t fuck her, he was looking like he wanted to and Lizzie loved it.
She reached up and unfastened her halter top and let the material slip down to reveal her breasts and watched Spec swallow hard. Maybe she could convince him after all.
She danced to the music that thumped under her feet and slid her legs along his outer thighs and laughed when he grabbed her and pulled her in hard. Spec’s hands gripped her hips and Lizzie moved suggestively against him until he groaned and pressed against her.
“Fuck Lizzie.”
“Yeah Spec, good idea.”
Spec laughed. “You and I both know it isn’t me you want.”
Lizzie’s smile faded a little. “And we know both know you don’t give a flying fuck.”
Lizzie saw it in his eyes. Spec liked the thrill and the chance that someone would challenge his right to fuck who he wanted. He grabbed a handful of Lizzie’s hair and pulled her mouth to his while filling his hand with her breast. She felt on fire and she felt alive.
She kept expecting the door to burst open, but it didn’t and before long she was glad no one bothered them….
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