AN OUTLAW MONSTER (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (17 page)

I grinned.
“
No. She was smart. She
’
s a partner in that law firm now. She
’
s clearing six figures a
year, is married, and even has two kids. A good and simple life. The only memory
she has is that set of angel wings on her lower back. Her tramp stamp.
”

“
I
’
m sorry, Trent,
”
Harlee said.
“
I didn
’
t know any of that. Is
that why you
’
re so
mean?
”

“
No.
I
’
m mean because I
don
’
t give a fuck
about anything. I live in my own world of justice and I know what it means to
live outlaw. I
’
m mean
because the MC tries hard to keep everyone safe and nobody gets it. I
’
m mean
…”
I grabbed Harlee
’
s hand and tore it off my
face.
“…
because you
broke into this world and I keep saving you.
”

Harlee reached forward with her
other hand and touched between my legs. My cock had already been swelling up
watching her tight ass try and walk away from me. Now her touch made me rock
hard.

“
I
’
ll make it up to you,
”
she whispered.

She moved to her toes and placed
her lips to my neck and kissed me.

I then grabbed her ass and lifted
her up, turning, and walking into the bedroom.

If she wanted it that bad
…
she was going to
fucking get it
…

**

Harlee unclipped her bra and let it
fall to the floor. Her back faced me and she was fully nude. Her ass was
perfect, the natural curve of her hips making my hands ball up into fists with
pent up need.

I stood wearing nothing but my damn
jeans, my cock uncomfortably pressing against them.

I stepped up behind Harlee and
touched her sides. Her skin was warm and soft. There was a broken innocence
about her and that
’
s
what I think I found most addicting. She was hurt but she still didn
’
t understand everything.

My hands slid around and up until I
was cupping her breasts. She put her arms up and grabbed at my hair, pulling me
to her. She turned her head and we started to kiss. There was no fucking
holding back anymore. My tongue explored her mouth as though it was her pussy.
Christ, I couldn
’
t
remember the last time I cared so much about kissing a woman. Her nails dug
into my face and my hands dug into her supple breasts.

I slid my hands down to her stomach
and broke the kiss, staring down at her tits. They were so full, creamy skin,
rose pink nipples that were pointing straight out. I lowered my mouth to her
neck and tasted her. I kissed a line to her shoulder and grazed my teeth on her
skin.

Harlee reached back and pushed at
my jeans, opening them, sliding them down, letting my cock pop free. Both her
hands grabbed at me, trying to control the other monster I possessed. As she
stroked me, I groaned, but I pulled myself back. I had already felt her hands
and her mouth. I had already come on her.

Now I wanted to be inside her.

I pushed her to bed and she let out
a yell. She climbed on the bed, her ass jutting out at me. It was just like the
last time but the ending would be very different.

I got right up behind her, my right
hand cutting between her legs, feeling her soft and wet flower, two fingers
cutting inside that pussy, feeling how tight she was.

I gritted my teeth, knowing
something that tight was going to make it hard for me not to thrust and come.

I held my cock tight and pressed
against her slit. Her hands were flat on the bed, her back arched, staring back
at me. I put my right hand to her ass and pulled at her, my thumb touching the
outside of her pussy, opening her.

When I thrust forward, she let out
a cry. My cock started to slide into her. Her pussy gripped tight but welcomed
me. I inched in more and more, about halfway, and then stopped. I slowly pulled
back, watching my dick glisten from her sweet honey spreading on my shaft. I
put my hands on her hips and held tight, just like I envisioned from the second
I met Harlee. I looked forward and our eyes met. Goddammit, it was like someone
punched me in the gut and heart at the same time.

I couldn
’
t take the way she made me feel.

So I pulled at her hips and thrust
forward, ripping her wide open for my cock.

I buried myself deep into that
sweet pussy and held there. I felt Harlee try to buck forward, needing relief,
but she wasn
’
t going
to get any from me. I quickly pulled back and thrust again.

It took me three more hard fucks to
settle in on her beautiful body. She lowered her chest down to the bed, lifting
her ass up even more for me, giving me plenty to work with. Her pussy sheathed
me tight but was just forgiving enough to let me fuck her. The sight and sound
was nothing compared to the feeling.

Each time I thrust forward, she
would rock forward and let out a whimper.

I placed my hands to her ass and
pulled completely out of her body. I stared at her pink center, her thin and
tender folds curled open, her hole puckering, begging for more.

I climbed up on the bed and slapped
the bottom of my shaft on her ass and reached around, two fingers digging at
her clit. Harlee rocked her hips and let out a yell.

“
Up,
now,
”
I ordered her.

She lifted herself up to her knees
and leaned back to my chest. I again stared over her shoulder and down at her
breasts.

Her lower back pressed against the
bottom of my cock. She wiggled her hips, rubbing my dick between me and her.
She was so fucking seductive and beautiful all in the same breath.

“
Turn
the fuck around,
”
I
said.

I was better off just taking her
from behind until my balls exploded. Get all that shit out of my system. But
there I was, turning Harlee around to her back. She was then on the bed, legs
spread, me hovering over her. I reached down between her legs and touched her.

Fucking soaked.

I ran my hand up her bare mound to
her lower belly and stopped. My other hand touched her left breast and I cupped
under, squeezing. She thrust her chest at me, groaning. She reached back and
took hold of the pillows tight. Fuck, even with her arms over her head, her
tits were still so full.

I brought my mouth down to her
right breast and tasted her. She was warm, the gentle smell of her skin was
only met by the taste. My tongue ran left to right over her rough, erect
nipple. I let my teeth graze and tug, teasing her into a scream. Then my mouth
opened wider, engulfing her, sucking her tit like I was hungry for her.

She reached down between my legs,
grabbing my dick, pulling it toward her. I lowered my body down and let her
guide me to her pussy. The second I felt that burning entrance, I was all in
again.

I thrust deep and held there, my
hips pushing down to hers. She lifted herself up to me, her arms throwing
themselves around my body, nails catching skin and muscle to hold on tight. I
hurried and put my left hand to her back and held her there.

I started to fuck her again,
completely unforgiving for what my body required right then. Each thrust was
harder, faster, reaching depths that were matched only with louder cries and
whimpers, telling me that Harlee had never experienced anything like it before.

I had warned her
…
she would never be
the same again
…

She tried to kiss my chest but
ended up biting at me. Her teeth sank hard, pulling, feeling like she was going
to rip me open. That didn
’
t
bother me at all. She clung to my back for dear life as I fucked her even
faster and harder. When she tried to lock her ankles around me, my ass bucked
back and knocked her ankles apart.

This was my fucking show and she
wanted to be part of it.

I put my right hand to the bed and
leaned forward a little. Harlee still hadn
’
t
let go of me. She put her head back a little, leaving her mouth dangerously
close to mine. I couldn
’
t
kiss her while I was coming deep inside her. That would give the wrong idea of
what this was. She tried to kiss me and the second our lips touched, my cock
was filled and ready to unleash.

I broke the kiss, groaning, knowing
I was down to just seconds.

I hurried to put her back on the
bed. My left hand cupped her breast and I fucked harder, feeling myself
reaching that last turn before the finish line. Harlee reached for me, her
fingertips grazing along my stomach and down, damn near touching herself.

I started to come and held inside
her, my cock spilling. She arched her back and let out another cry, her hips
moving left to right like she could somehow make more room inside herself for
me. My cock pulsed once, twice, three times, and then I pulled back, grunting
as the feel of her pussy sliding against the top of my cock as I came.

I fucked her for another few
seconds and then pulled out and plopped myself to her lower stomach. She
reached for me, squeezing at the head of my cock, getting out the last remaining
few drops of release.

Our eyes met as I towered over her.
Her face was flush, her hair messy and sweaty. She was out of breath and looked
helpless and tired.

I grabbed her hand and tore it away
from my dick. I put her hand to the bed and held her there. Then I did
something really fucking stupid.

I leaned down and kissed her.

A full blown kiss.

Lips, tongue, our breaths wild,
groaning, a kiss with the intention of me getting hard and ready to fuck her
again.

I forced myself to get off her and
away from the bed. I stood there, my cock dangling in front of her, still
bouncing with my racing heart. Harlee turned to her side. That was a goddamn
sight to see. The side of her body curving in all the rights spots.

I reached down and moved a few
strands of hair out of her face.

“
You
still have a chance,
”
I said to her.
“
You
could get out of all this shit, darling.
”

Harlee smiled at me.

Fucking beautiful smile.

She reached for the nightstand and
grabbed at the diamond ring. I sucked in a deep breath, hating the memories
that came with the fucking ring.

Harlee then slid the ring back on
and rolled to her back. She bent her left leg and looked at me. In that exact
second she was the ultimate dream. A piece of heaven to calm the flames of my
hell.

“
I
’
m not getting out of this
shit,
”
she whispered.
“
Not without you.
”

She put her hand out and stared at
the ring, still grinning.

That
’
s
when it hit me. Hard.

I was in too fucking deep.

twenty-two.

(harlee)

I was lost in a world of post-sex
bliss. My body ached and tingled in all the right ways and I continued to hold
my hand out, staring at the diamond ring. I knew it was all for show, but
wearing nothing but a diamond ring was kind of a fantasy of mine. Not to
mention the fact that a wild outlaw like Trent had just climbed off my body.
That only made the fantasy feel more real.

I sat up in bed and covered my
chest. I just sat there, looking to the other side of the bed, wondering if
Trent was going to sleep next to me now. That would imply more than what was
there, right?

It meant something to me though
that he actually opened a little. I felt sorry for him that his old love took
off because of the life. Not that I could blame her though. It had to be hard
for a woman to want a normal life and career when her man was dodging police
and bullets on a twenty-four-seven basis.

I had no sense of normal though.
Hell, naked in Trent
’
s
bed, pretending to be engaged
…
that was normal for me. I had done something similar with Daxton to keep myself
safe from the rest of the Night Soul guys. All I ever did was float. I thought
I had a plan but each step had me sinking deeper and deeper. If anything, I
should have left.

There was still time to leave.

Then again, there was still time to
enjoy Trent
’
s body.

I climbed out of the bed, wrapping
the sheet around me.

I walked to the door and opened it.
I wanted to surprise Trent and greet him in the kitchen by dropping the sheet
and finding out how sturdy the dining room table was. He had unlocked a monster
in myself, one that wanted his beautiful cock deep inside as much as possible.

As I stepped into the hallway, I
heard a voice.

“
Yeah.
I
’
ll be at the table.
”

It was Trent
’
s voice.

A few breaths later there was a
knock at the door.

I heard the door open and then the
sounds of leather slapping. It was Trent hugging someone.

Then I heard Trev
’
s voice.
“
Why don
’
t we sit down and finish
our conversation, Trent.
”

“
Yeah,
sure,
”
Trent said.
“
Want a beer?
”

“
Sure.
”

“
Jasper?
”
Trent asked.

“
Bring
it on,
”
Jasper said.

I took another step into the
hallway, then another.

“
I
’
m really sorry for how
things blew up,
”
Trev
said.
“
There
’
s no other way I could say
some things. You have every right and reason to feel
…”

“
Cut
the shit,
”
Trent
said.
“
I was brought
into this world to be an enforcer. I wear the goddamn patch. No matter the
target, I have to make sure it
’
s
done.
”

“
This
is a big deal,
”
Jasper said.
“
I know
things in the clubhouse have been tense. We
’
ve
been through hell, brother. Watching Ripper slowly waste away into what he
became. And now we
’
re
dealing with the leftovers. It
’
s
hard.
”

“
Don
’
t tell me how to feel,
”
Trent said.

“
Brother,
”
Trev said.
“
We
’
re keeping an eye on you. The monster seems
to be a little tamed lately. And now you
’
re
claiming Harlee? Doesn
’
t
make sense to me.
”

“
Doesn
’
t have to,
”
Trent said.
“
I
’
m protecting her as I need to.
”

“
Well,
that
’
s not a bad
thing,
”
Jasper said.
“
We
’
ve got intel.
”

“
What
kind of intel?
”
Trent
asked.

“
Rocco
reached out,
”
Trev
said.
“
We made the
proper arrangements for Mays for them. A sign of respect. But the war still
rages. In return of that, Rocco let me know that Daxton left the MC.
”

I gasped.
Daxton left Night
Soul?

I took another step, getting even
closer to the end of the hallway.

“
So
what
’
s his move?
”
Trent asked.

“
Probably
coming for you or Harlee,
”
Trev said.

I froze. My blood ran cold. All the
heat from Trent was instantly gone.

“
That
’
s just fucking great,
”
Trent said.

“
It
won
’
t happen,
”
Jasper said.
“
We
’
ll make sure everything is safe. That
’
s why you both should be
at the clubhouse. The Duke thing is dead to all of us, including Duke. You
’
re our brother, Trent. And
Harlee is wearing your ring and she
’
ll
be wearing your ink soon. That means she
’
s
family too.
”

That
’
s
when it all hit me. What Trent had been doing for me. He
’
d said to me before but to hear it from
Jasper meant more. Wearing the engagement ring may have been a lie but it was
an insurance policy on my life.

I slowly started to step back,
stuck between fear and comfort. That was a very strange feeling to have.

“
If
that prick comes near me, I
’
ll
kill him,
”
Trent
said.
“
And if he even
thinks about Harlee I
’
ll
put his face up his ass.
”

“
Agreed,
”
Trev said.
“
You have full right to do
what you need to do.
”

“
I
want to talk about the real issue,
”
Trent said.
“
My
father.
”

I stopped walking.
His father?

“
Trent,
”
Jasper said.

“
No,
”
Trent said.
“
If this is what the O
’
Nuall family wants, then
fine. I think we
’
re
being bitches by laying down for them though. If they keep pushing
…”

“
They
won
’
t,
”
Trev said.
“
Once this gun thing is
settled then all memory of Ripper fades.
”

“
Fine,
”
Trent said.
“
Then I
’
ll do it. I
’
ll set it up and kill my
father.
”

When I heard Trent say that, I let
out a gasp. It was too loud of a gasp. I tried to step back and stepped on the
sheet. And with that, I tripped and fell hard to the floor. My ass slammed down
and within seconds there were three bikers standing, staring at me.

“
Harlee?
”
Trent asked.

I scrambled to keep the sheet
covering up all my private areas.

“
Goddamn,
”
Jasper said.

“
I
see you two were celebrating your engagement,
”
Trev said.

“
Smells
like sex,
”
Jasper
said.

Trev then stepped forward and
walked to me. He offered his hand and nodded.
“
Come
on, let me help you up.
”

He pulled me up and grinned at me.

“
What
were you doing, darling?
”
Trent asked.

“
I
was, uh, going to take a shower,
”
I said.

“
You
must have forgotten where the bathroom was,
”
Trev said.

There was tension and I didn
’
t like it. Trent stepped
in front of Trev and escorted me to the bathroom. When we were inside the
bathroom, Trent shut the door and grabbed my waist.

“
Seriously?
”

“
Why
didn
’
t you tell me
about your father?
”
I
asked.

“
Because
it doesn
’
t matter.
”

“
It
does to me. You
’
re
going to kill your own father?
”

Trent put me up on the bathroom
sink.
“
Don
’
t do that. Don
’
t play that card, Harlee.
That ring on your finger isn
’
t
an invitation into my goddamn life. It
’
s
your protection.
”

I put my hands to Trent
’
s chest and pushed at him.
He barely moved.
“
You
’
re an asshole.
”

“
That
’
s right, I am. Remember
that.
”

He walked to the shower and turned
on the water.

Then he grabbed the sheet and tore
it off my body. I hurried and covered my breasts, willing myself not to get
turned on, but that was impossible when Trent was so close to me.

“
Take
your shower and go the hell to sleep,
”
he said.
“
Stay out of
it, Harlee. You don
’
t
know a thing.
”

“
I
know plenty,
”
I said.
“
Don
’
t be afraid.
”

“
I
’
m not afraid of anything,
”
Trent growled.

“
Yes,
you are,
”
I said,
trying to cut into him.

He got close to me, towering over
me, pissed off.

My body ached for him. Between my
legs, I was already wet, dripping and wanting Trent
’
s touch.

Slowly, he leaned down and kissed
my forehead.

Then he left the bathroom.

I had no idea what the fuck was
happening between us.

But I knew this
…

I was really starting to fall
for Trent.