AN OUTLAW MONSTER (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (19 page)

My cock throbbed in my jeans,
wanting to come out and come inside her again.

“
Am
I going to kill my father? Yes. Do I have a choice? Not really, darling. Either
way, his time is up. It
’
s
been up for a long time. When I was ten years old, two men broke my father
’
s hands for not paying a
gambling debt. They stole our TV, raided my room, and took twenty dollars I had
saved up cutting grass. I called one of the guy
’
s
an asshole and you know what he did? He twisted my wrist like it was a twig and
snapped it. That
’
s
what my father did to me. I have no love lost, Harlee. Now go the fuck to sleep
because shit is about to get real crazy.
”

“
Trent
…
I didn
’
t
…”

“
Exactly,
”
I said.
“
I already told you
…
when you need to know, I
’
ll tell you.
”

I backed away from Harlee and
guided her to her dresser. I stood behind her, facing the mirror. I grabbed the
brush and turned it around. I placed it to the back of her thigh and ran it up
to her ass.

“
Do
what I say or I will punish you, darling,
”
I whispered.

I smelled her hair and it was
delicious.

Her face turned a deep red.

I brought the brush back and tapped
it off her ass, making her jump.

I put the brush in her hand and
leaned down, gently kissing her shoulder.

I had to get the fuck out of the bedroom,
even with my dick raging for attention.

I
’
d
done enough damage for one day.

I had the rest of Harlee
’
s life to destroy
next.

twenty-four.

(harlee)

I couldn
’
t sleep.

The lights were off. The room was
still. I wasn
’
t
afraid of anything in the apartment, not even Trent. I truly trusted him. In my
mind I couldn
’
t
understand what he was going through with all on his plate. The
enforcer
patch on his leather cut seemed to come with such an amazing honor yet
responsibility. He had to somehow settle deals with outside crews and kill his
own father?

It made me shiver.

I reached out and turned on the
nightstand light.

The bed felt wrong being half
empty. Hell, it wasn
’
t
even my bed. I really couldn
’
t
remember the last time I had a bed of my own. A place of my own. Something that
resembled home.

I kicked the covers off my body and
left the bedroom.

I wasn
’
t done with Trent and I couldn
’
t stand not being near
him. If he wanted to spank me with my own brush, then do it. I just wanted to
get a better understanding of the man I was falling for.

I was falling for Trent.

That was just insane. And probably
very wrong.

How far would the engagement thing
go? Would I seriously end up in the middle of some outlaw wedding just to
appease Trent and his motorcycle club? If that were to even be remotely true,
then I needed more information. If I was going to be his old lady and take care
of him, he needed to drop the burden on me.

These were all the thoughts that
empowered me as I walked the hall toward the living room. I expected to find
Trent sitting up, awake, thinking.

Instead, he was sleeping.

How the hell could a man sleep with
knowing he had to kill his own father?

When I got to the couch and looked
down, I bit my lip. Trent had his leather cut off. He also had his shirt off.
He was just laying there on the couch with no shirt on. The beast, the monster,
sleeping so peacefully - with a gun in his left hand. My eyes looked down to
where his jeans started. Fuck, he had those super hot cuts of muscles that ran from
each side of his body right down into his jeans.

I watched his stomach rise and fall
a few times.

I couldn
’
t take it anymore.

Slowly, I reached for his gun. I
managed to slip it out of his hand and held it tight in my hand. I quietly
reached back and put it down to the table. Then I set my attention on his
jeans. My hands were eager, jumpy, my body ready for more of him.

Yeah, I know, I came out of the
bedroom to talk to him, but that was on the back burner for now. I couldn
’
t pass up the chance to
feel him again. To taste those muscles and to let my tongue slide along his
cock until he was rock hard and pulsing in my mouth again.

I dropped to my knees next to the
couch and managed to get his jeans open without waking him. I pulled his jeans
and boxers down, watching the thick root of his cock appear. The more I pulled
at his jeans, the more cock there was to see. It felt like it would never end
so I reached and grabbed him. He was already mostly hard. It made me blush,
knowing he slept like this. He was a total bad ass guy and I fucking never
wanted someone so bad in my life.

My hand stroked him a few times and
he started to move. He groaned under his breath and opened his eyes just as I
positioned my mouth over him. He seemed surprised and I grinned
…
then my mouth went
right to work.

**

My eyes didn
’
t leave his. My mouth devoured as much as I
could fit. I tasted the hard steel like skin of his shaft. When I pulled back,
my lips eased against the fleshy head of his cock. I made circles around it, trying
to coax out something to swallow down.

“
Fuck,
darling,
”
Trent
growled.

His hand then took a handful of my
hair and pulled.

I let out a groan.

“
Get
the fuck up here, right now.
”

I stood up and Trent
’
s hand ran down my body.
His fingers curled around my panties and pulled, ripping at me, wanting them
off. So I hurried to strip down and step out of my panties. His fingers slipped
between my legs and touched me.

“
Shit,
darling, you
’
re
dripping,
”
he
whispered.

“
Yes,
”
I purred.
“
Take care of me, Trent.
”

“
I
won
’
t let that honey
go to waste.
”

He reached with both hands and
pulled at me. He pulled me to the couch and toward his face! I fell forward and
grabbed the couch, letting out a yell. I had no choice but to straddle the
couch, Trent
’
s hands
gripping my ass and wanting me at his mouth.

“
Holy
shit,
”
I said.

“
Come
here, darling,
”
he
said.
“
I
’
m thirsty.
”

I bent my legs and came down at
him. My mouth fell open and the second I felt his tongue lick me, I lost my
breath. My hips thrust against his tongue and he slipped inside me. As he made
big circles, I rocked myself back and forth. His fingers dug harder into my
ass, guiding me back and forth. He lifted his head and put his lips together,
now focusing on my clit. I was in his mouth as he sucked hard. I felt the
scruff of his face touch me
everywhere
between my legs, leaving a
tingling mix of roughness and tickling.

My legs started to quiver as he ate
me, tasting all of my wetness, savoring my body like no man had ever come close
to doing.

My right hand gripped the back of
the couch. My left hand touched just next to his head. I lifted myself and
lowered, thrusting my body at his mouth, letting him fuck me with his tongue
and lips.

His deadly eyes stared straight up
at me. Even though I was the one on top of his mouth, he was still in complete
control. I would never win against him, ever. And that was okay with me. As
long as he did this to me, I was fine with it all.

His hand spread across my ass and
he started to drive me harder against his mouth. I felt the rush deep inside me
and knew what he wanted.
All of me. He wanted
me
to come.
His thumbs started to creep around and hooked against my hips. Now he dragged
me back and forth even faster against his working tongue. In me, circling, out,
up to my clit, right back down again. Over and over.

I started to moan, unable to
control myself. I looked down at him, my hair falling in my face. I hurried to
slide my hand through my hair to push it back. Then I touched my chest, over my
tank top. I squeezed my left breast.
Not good enough.
 I grabbed the
strings of the tank and ripped them off my shoulders. I pulled my top down,
exposing my breasts. My nipples were wildly hard, my orgasm just seconds away.

Trent stayed right there with me,
bringing me to the edge.

The second I started to come, I
pressed with my left leg, trying to stand up. Trent let me go and I stood
there, hovering over his mouth, my pussy quivering as I came.

“
Fuck,
”
I groaned.

I started to lower down but Trent
grabbed me and pushed me away. I let out a cry as he sat up and placed me right
on his cock. He reached between his legs and held his steel rod tight and
nodded to me.

“
Right
now,
”
he said.

My legs were still shaking and my
body was not ready to be that full again.

But I wanted it so fucking bad.

I lowered down and let out a scream
as he entered me.

He took his hand away from his cock
and reached for my breasts. He cupped my left breast and let out a deep growl.

“
Fuck,
darling. So fucking wet and tight.
”

“
Fill
me,
”
I said.
“
Fill me, Trent.
”

He spread his hand across my lower
back and pressed, bringing me down on him.

The second I was impossibly full, I
bit down on his shoulder and screamed.

Trent leaned back on the couch and put
his hands to the outside of my thighs. I lifted and lowered myself, feeling my
orgasm not stopping. It was like one after another,
boom boom
, my
insides feeling like they were going to explode.

I leaned forward and put my hands
to Trent
’
s broad
shoulders and started to ride him. My body eased into the thickness of his cock
and more than welcomed him. I felt every perfect inch of him pull out and
thrust back up in. Over and over.

His hands took turns cupping my
breasts and sliding down to my hips to guide me at a different pace. The next
time his hands moved from my breasts, however, they moved up. His fingers
touched my neck and dug at me, pulling me down to him. Our lips were suddenly
an inch apart and then a few seconds later, we were kissing. I could taste my
own body on his lips and tongue. That sweetness he craved so badly was now in
my mouth. It made my body shiver again and I started to fuck him harder.

With his left hand at my face,
commanding the kiss, his right hand moved to my lower back, pushing at me,
forcing me to grind on him harder. As I did, I felt the amazing definition of
his shaft and the thick head of his cock sliding inside me. Just as I braced
myself for another orgasm, Trent lifted his lower body and broke our kiss so he
could groan. His teeth were gritted as he started to come inside me. My hips
jerked and started to jump, a natural reaction to make room because my body was
just so full. But Trent kept me on him, his cock pulsing deep inside me. I
slowly lifted and lowered myself, sighing each time he came. Our lips were
touching but we weren
’
t
kissing. That feeling of his lips against mine
…
fuck, it was so good.

When he was finished, I lowered my
head to his chest. One of his hands went into my hair while the other stayed on
my back, just resting there.

“
Darling,
we
’
re not going to talk
about it,
”
he
whispered.
“
I have to
do what
’
s best for my
club.
”

“
Okay,
”
I whispered, no longer in
the mood to fight him on anything. My body was so warm and tingling. Plus, I
was on his naked body. It was heaven.

“
I
will tell you this,
”
he said,
“
everything
is going to work out. It
’
s
hard to explain what happened to this club right before you got here. All the
bad shit. We almost lost everything because of one person. That can
’
t happen ever again.
Everything you
’
ve
heard is true and you just need to accept it. Harlee, look at me, darling.
”

I picked my head up and stared into
the monster
’
s
eyes.
“
I
’
m looking at you.
”

“
Tell
me you accept it,
”
he
said to me.

I nodded.
“
I accept it. I trust you, Trent. I just want
to know everything about you. Is that wrong?
”

“
No,
darling, it
’
s not
wrong,
”
Trent said.
He touched my face, tracing an imaginary line down my face to my jaw.

“
Will
you do something for me?
”

“
Maybe.
”

“
Take
me to bed,
”
I said.
“
I don
’
t want to sleep alone. I
want to sleep next to you. I want you to hold me.
”

I saw the hesitation in his eyes
and saw it spread across his face.

But then he sat up, taking me with
him. His hands touched my body, holding me, protecting me. He was on the edge
of the couch, I was straddling him. I felt his dick between my legs, still so
beautifully thick and rigid.

And he just stared at me.

Maybe he was trying to figure me
out. Maybe he was trying to intimidate me.

The truth?

That
’
s when I fell in
love with him.

**

Trent
’
s
hand gripped my hip tight as he fucked me again. His fingers dug, pulled,
slamming his cock inside me as he got ready to come. His teeth grazed my
shoulder. I held the edge of the bed and pushed myself back. Each hard thrust
of his body sent me closer to the edge of the bed.

The sound of his body colliding
with mine would be forever tattooed in my mind. I
’
d
never forget that sexy sound of us being together.

“
Ah,
fuck, darling,
”
he
growled and started to kiss my neck.

Trent kept going, moving himself
up, hovering over me. He twisted my top half back. Then he kissed me. Oh, what
a kiss. Not the kind of sloppy kiss you
’
d
get while getting fucked. Not a hello or a goodbye kiss. This was a straight
up, romantic,
I love you
kind of kiss.

And he kept kissing me as he came.
My hips didn
’
t know
what to do with the intense power that Trent possessed as he drove himself down
and held against me. I tried to buck at him but I couldn
’
t. He remained right in that same position
until he was done. Slowly, he pulled back and fucked forward, doing that a few
times before leaving me for good.