“Take another look, motherfucker,” I growled. “We got shit on Daddy too. All it would take is an anonymous delivery to the police chief, and their investigation will shift onto you. Think of all the dirt they’ll dig up on you if they go looking hard enough. I doubt they’ll miss the evidence of the cover-ups.”
His face drained of color as he leafed through the pages. “How did you get this?” he croaked.
“Doesn’t matter. Those documents specifically are inadmissible, but with the tip, they’ll find the ammunition they need to put your ass behind bars. And Lucy and Paisley will be right there to tell their stories and put the final nails in your coffin.”
“What do you want?” His tone had filled with fury, and he was practically vibrating it.
“You sign a confession and promise you and your dad will stay away from the girls. Not even in the same state. As long as you hold up your end, the confession will stay in my possession, got it?”
“What guarantee do I have that you won’t go to the cops anyway?”
“Just my word,” I answered, my voice dripping with disdain. “Which is worth a fuck of a lot more than yours. And that’s why I’ll always be holding that confession and evidence over your head. If I get even a whiff that you are suspected of mistreating another woman, everything I have gets leaked to the press. Now, what’s it going to be, asshole?”
David’s face turned bright red. “You bitch!” he screamed. His eyes were fixated just beyond my shoulder, and the look on his face had me pulling my gun.
He whipped up his shirt and grabbed his weapon, then pointed it at the same spot where he was staring, obviously aiming for Lucy. I wasn’t about to wait and see what he did next. I raised my arm, and he was dead half a second later. He flew backward from the force of the bullet that hit his skull before dropping to the ground in a heap.
Lucy and Paisley had both let out a scream, but when I whirled around to check on them, they were hugging, and the expressions on their faces were a little shocked, but also full of relief. I ran my hand over Lucy’s hair, and she released Paisley only to throw herself into my arms. Breaker and Hack had come running at the sound of shots, and when I saw Hack making a beeline for Paisley, I halted his steps by grabbing his arm before he could pass by me.
“Breaker, take Paisley home and do whatever she needs to make her feel safe.”
Hack growled and looked at me with eyes so full of rage, they were almost feral. But I held my ground, keeping him away from the scared, shaken girl. She looked at Lucy, who smiled and nodded. “We’d all trust him with our lives. Try to get some rest, and I’ll call you tomorrow.” Paisley responded with a small smile and let Breaker lead her to the exit.
“You got a fucking death wish, Lazar?” Hack snarled.
I released Lucy before facing Hack, keeping my death grip on his arm. “This was a lot for her, man. And you running in like the possessive, overbearing assholes we are when we meet our women wouldn’t have helped your cause right now. You’d have scared the fuck out of her and sent her running in the opposite direction.”
His anger was clearly making it difficult for him to digest what I was telling him, but eventually, he started to calm down. He wrenched away from me, and I let him go this time. “Logically, I know you’re right, but I don’t seem to have any fucking sense around her.”
I nodded. “Been there. But I still need you here right now. We gotta clean up this mess, and then make sure this motherfucker’s daddy doesn’t cause any problems.”
Hack took several deep breaths and when his eyes wandered over to the dead body, he finally seemed to calm and focus back on the now. “I’ll get Rider and Dash to take care of the body. Let’s go and get this shit over with.”
That plan was fine by me, so I curled my arm around my girl and took her out the back exit to the truck so she didn’t have to walk near the body. Once I had her seated, I cupped her face with my hands and searched her expression. “Alright, little doll?” So far, she’d seemed to be handling everything, but I was worried that once it all sank in, she wouldn’t be able to accept the fact that I’d just killed a man. Even if it was for her protection.
Her mouth curved slightly, and she placed her hands over mine. “I’m good. I’m glad we’re all okay and that he’ll never be able to hurt anyone else.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her I loved her, but it wasn’t the right time, so I swallowed the urge and gently kissed her lips instead. Hack arrived at the truck and wordlessly climbed into the back. After securing Lucy in her seat, I jogged around to the driver’s side and got in. “Where to?” I asked as I drove through the deserted parking lot and out onto the road.
Hack gave me an address, and in less than twenty minutes, we pulled into the parking lot of a police station. “Breaker sent him a text from the kid’s phone telling him to meet in the parking lot. He should be walking out any minute.”
His prediction was correct, and we didn’t have to wait long before an older version of the punk I’d just shot stalked out the front door. I gave Lucy a look that said I wasn’t messing around and told her to stay in the car. To my surprise, she agreed without argument.
Hack and I confronted the man and had a similar conversation to the one I’d had with his son. Except we told him in no uncertain terms that if his son’s body was ever discovered—which was more than unlikely—we expected him to take care of the situation.
He was pretty pissed, but he took it better than his idiot kid. He agreed to the terms through clenched teeth, then spun around and marched back into the station.
When I returned to the truck, Lucy looked at me with her eyebrows raised in silent question. “He won’t be giving you any more trouble.”
She sighed and snuggled up to me. I was more than ready to get my woman home, but I checked us into a hotel instead. I had plans for tomorrow. Ones that involved bringing my little doll home for good.
11
Lucy
It was hard to believe that the craziness of the past couple of weeks was behind me. Meeting Dom made all the turmoil and fear worthwhile. It was probably too soon for the feelings I had for him, but that didn’t make them any less real. I hadn’t known Dom for very long, but I knew he was it for me. My sexy, tattooed biker was my one and only. I could too easily picture spending the rest of my life with him, and I hoped he felt the same way. With the way he swept me off my feet and hauled me into the hotel room, I was pretty sure he did. But any questions I had about the depth of Dom’s feelings for me were wiped from my mind when he dumped me on the king-sized mattress and got us both naked as quickly as possible.
“It shouldn’t be possible, considering everything that’s happened today, but with the way you’re looking at me right now, I’m drenched.” I toyed with his sexy piercing and pressed my thighs together, trying to ease the ache between them. “I can’t think of anything but feeling you inside me again.”
I felt his body go tight over me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pressed my core against his hard length. A muscle jumped in his jaw, and a bead of sweat trailed down his forehead. “I want to bury myself inside your tight pussy so fucking much. It’s going to be difficult to hold back, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’d never do anything to really hurt me. Don’t hold back. Give me everything you’ve got and trust me to take it.” I dug my nails into his shoulders to emphasize my request. “I want to feel those little aches tomorrow that tell me where you’ve been.”
His control snapped, and a thrill raced up my spine. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, every inch of your body will remind you how much you’re mine for days.” His words came out hoarse, as though he had to force them out of his throat before neither of us could speak because he was claiming my mouth in a deep kiss. Our tongues tangled until I was panting in need. I whimpered in protest when his lips left mine. My body writhed beneath his as he trailed kisses down my neck. When he moved lower to suck one of my puckered nipples into his mo
uth, my back bowed off the mattress.
Gripping the back of his head to pull him closer, I gasped, “I can feel each tug of your lips all the way to my core.”
“Someday when my cock isn’t ready to punch a hole in the mattress, I’m going to take my time while playing with your tits and see if I can make you come that way.” He gave the same attention to the other side before moving farther down my body. “But for now, I need to make you come before I sink balls deep inside your tight pussy.”
Wedging his broad shoulders between my thighs, he spread them wider and slid his hands under my butt. Lifting me as his head bent low, he dropped his mouth to my core. He devoured me as though he was starved for my taste, and my head pressed back against the pillows. It didn’t take long before he had me near the edge. “I’m so close,” I panted.
He briefly paused his sensual torture to command, “Give it to me, my little doll.” Then his mouth was back on me, licking and sucking until I cried out his name as the first orgasm hit me. But he didn’t stop there. His mouth kept at me, and one of his hands slid between my legs. His tongue circled my clit as he sank a finger deep inside me.
“So fucking perfect,” he growled, pumping his digit in and out. “Sweet.” He flicked my clit with his tongue. “Tight.” He added another finger. “Hot.” He twisted his wrist to reach a spot guaranteed to drive me wild. “Wet.” He gently bit down on my sensitive nub, and I exploded.
Dom didn’t give me the chance to come down from my orgasm before he rose to his knees and grabbed my hips. Lifting my body off the mattress, he positioned me with my knees on the edge of the bed. “Needed you dripping wet so I could do this,” he grunted as he filled me in one powerful stroke.
I moaned, mostly in pleasure but there was still a pinch of pain because the walls of my pussy had to stretch to accommodate him. “You’re so big.”
“But you can take all of me, can’t you, my little doll?” His hips hammered back and forth, his cock filling me with deep strokes that were guaranteed to send me over the edge again quickly. “You were made to fit me like a glove.”
“Yes,” I panted, twisting my neck to watch while he powered in and out of me. Adding the sight of his muscular body to the feel of his hard length dragging against my inner walls and the sound of his hips slapping against my butt was more than I could handle. I flew apart, screaming his name, and took him with me. His cock jerked inside me, and his come filled me to overflowing. He let out a deep groan, his hips continuing to move until my aftershocks were done and his cock had softened inside me.
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed with him wrapped around me, pressing me into the mattress before he pulled out. After he padded over to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean me up, he crawled back on the bed and pulled me into his arms. We hadn’t talked about what the future would bring for our relationship, but I could barely keep my eyes open after the three huge orgasms he’d given me. My last thought as I drifted off was that we could figure it out in the morning.
“C’mon, doll. We need to head out, or we’ll be late getting to your apartment,” Dom urged as he bent to zip up his duffel.
“I’m ready,” I grumbled, shoving my feet into my shoes and stomping over to the hotel room door. Before I could open it, Dom came up behind me and wrapped his arm around my chest. “What’s wrong?”
Having him close only helped so much, considering I felt as though he’d been rushing me out the door ever since he woke me up an hour ago. He’d ordered breakfast from room service and packed everything but our toiletries instead of joining me in the shower. “Why are you in such a hurry to get to my place?”
He twisted his wrist to glance at the face of his watch. “I don’t trust the guys the moving company sent over to wait around if they beat us there since I’ve never used them before. It would suck if we had to make the trip back here again just to get your stuff when we could bring it home with us today.”
His answer shocked me. I turned around to stare up at him as I asked, “There’s a moving truck at my apartment?”
“Yeah.” His brows lowered, and a wrinkle popped up in the middle of his forehead.
He seemed confused about why I was surprised, and I figured the easiest way to figure out what was going on here was to be blunt. “Are you trying to ask me to move in with you?”
His lips curved up in a grin as he shook his head and flattened his palms against my lower back to press me closer. “No, I’m telling you. I don’t care what it takes. I’ll kidnap you if that’s what I have to do to get you to come back with me and stay forever.”
Any doubts I’d had about the strength of Dom’s feelings for me disappeared. “You’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you?”
He didn’t hesitate to answer. “Of course.”
Butterflies swirled in my belly. “Give me all the orgasms I can handle.”
“And then some,” he boasted with a wink.
“Feed me, clothe me, put a roof over my head,” I added.
“Whatever it takes to keep my little doll happy,” he promised.
I rose on my toes and lifted my face for a kiss. Dom caught the hint and lowered his head to brush his lips over mine. I cupped my palms against his cheeks and whispered, “Kill to protect me.”
“Anyone who tries to hurt you deserves to be six feet under.” His hands tightened on my waist. “I get that might sound scary, but—”
I pressed my finger against his lips to stem the flow of words I didn’t need to hear. “I’m not afraid of you, Dom. I love that you’d do anything to keep me safe.” His hold loosened a little as some of the tension left his body. “Just like I love you.”
He lifted me off my feet to claim my mouth in a deep kiss, stealing my breath before he lifted his head to declare, “I love you, too.”
“You’d better because you’re stuck with me forever,” I warned as I wrapped my legs as far as they would go around his waist.
“Forever isn’t long enough, my little doll. But I’ll take it.” He carried me back over to the bed and fired off a text to Hack, asking him to keep the movers there because we were running a little late. Then he showed me how satisfying a quickie could be.
Epilogue
Dom
6 months later
“You are so fucking sexy,” I grunted as I licked my wife’s pussy. My eyes were on the five-month bump protruding from her belly, and it turned me on almost as much as the taste of her honey on my tongue. It was even more proof that she was mine, along with the diamond on her finger and the cut she wore that claimed her as my property. “I love seeing you walking around with our kid growing inside you.”
“Right now, I want her daddy inside me,” she snapped. It turned into a cry of passion when I shoved my tongue into her tight hole. Her back bowed when I began to fuck her with it while pressing my thumb on her clit and rubbing in circles. “Come for me, little doll,” I mumbled. Lucy’s walls clenched, and then she went off like a rocket. She screamed my name, and a little come spurted from my cock at the sound.
When we’d been staying at the clubhouse, I hated knowing people could hear what I was doing to her. But it wasn’t like I was going to stop giving my old lady orgasms or tell her to keep quiet. And I sure as fuck wasn’t going to act like the teasing the guys did over it got to me or they’d only get worse. However, now that we were moved into our own home, not far from the compound, I made it a goal to make her scream as loud as possible. And it never failed to push the boundaries of my control.
After working Lucy through her climax, I slid up her glistening body and hovered over her, careful to keep my weight off her stomach. I gazed down at her beautiful face before dropping my eyes to her big tits that had grown with her pregnancy. I licked my lips as I thought about sucking her nipples into my mouth, but my cock was more demanding at the moment. My eyes traveled down to her belly where she looked as though she’d swallowed an oversized basketball. She was so small that her stomach was nearly half her size. I was
worried about my babies being too big for her to handle, but the doctor had assured us that she would be fine. And, I made damn sure the doctor gave the okay for us to fuck, hard and a lot. My little doll liked it rough as much as she liked it when I made slow, sweet love to her.
I rubbed the tip of my dick through her wetness and met her hungry gaze. “Who owns this pussy, little doll?” I demanded.
“You,” she panted.
“Fucking right,” I grunted. “And whose property are you?”
“Yours.”
It turned me the fuck on when she was submissive like this. Although it was also hot as fuck when she got sassy with me. It really didn’t matter what she was doing, if I was with Lucy or even thinking of her, I was hard and ready to be inside her.
“Good, little doll,” I praised her. I bent low and licked each nipple before placing a kiss on both tips. Then I slowly pushed my cock into her channel, gasping at the way she clenched down, squeezing me so hard I could barely breathe from the effort not to come. I’d been fucking my girl as often as possible for the past six months, and sometimes, I would have sworn she got even tighter. But she always took my big, fat cock like a champ.
“Fucking hell, you feel good,” I groaned. “Can’t get enough of your tight pussy.”
“You’ll feel even better when I’m coming on your dick.” Her tone was sassy, but her blue eyes were filled with fire and demand as she tugged on my nipple ring. She knew exactly what that did to me.
“You’re absolutely right, doll,” I said with a grin. “So how about you put those sexy legs around me and hold on tight while I fuck you so good, you’ll be feeling it all day tomorrow.”
“Yesssss,” she moaned as she wrapped her legs as far as they would go around my large body. “I want it so bad, Dominic.”
I grabbed the headboard and used it for leverage to slam inside her until I was so deep I felt my cock hit her cervix. “If you weren’t already knocked up,” I grunted, “I’d be leaving my kid inside you tonight.”
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