AN OUTLAW MONSTER (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (26 page)

“
Duke
is hanging back for you,
”
Trev said.
“
Glad you
two patched things up.
”

“
Prez,
can we talk?
”
I
asked.

“
I
don
’
t have time.
”

“
It
’
s about Harlee. She needs
protection.
”

“
She
’
s got us,
”
Jasper said.

“
But
she doesn
’
t,
”
I said.
“
The clubhouse isn
’
t safe. Daxton wants her.
Not Eden. Not you, Prez. Or you, VP. He wants Harlee. He bit off more than he
could chew but that doesn
’
t
mean he won
’
t be
back.
”

“
What
do you suggest?
”
Trev
asked me.

There was only one thing that I
could think of. And it would do two things at once. It would protect Harlee and
it would give the MC the upper hand in the power struggle between us and the O
’
Nuall family.

“
My
father,
”
I said.
“
He
’
s our only shot
…”

thirty-two.

(harlee)

Trent touched my bare shoulder and
kissed the spot a second later. His teeth and tongue touched me next. His hands
touched my sides and slid around, moving up, cupping my bare breasts. My legs
trembled and I flexed my muscles, trying to keep my balance. He was devouring
me, just as I had always wanted him to do. We were in his room in the
clubhouse, noise outside, but just us together inside the room.

I reached for my hair and pulled it
up and out of the way, exposing my neck.

His fingers rolled over my nipples,
make them even harder. I felt his bare muscles against my back, his cock
thickening and pressing hard to my lower back. I gently rocked my hips left to
right, feeling his steel shaft between us.

“
Easy,
darling,
”
he said,
his breath spreading across my neck.
“
I
’
m saving it for inside
you.
”

I shivered and wanted it all.

Trent kissed my neck and then
started to descend my back with his lips. His hands moved down from my breasts
but only by a few inches. His hands were so massive and protective, holding me
tight. My lower back curved, giving way to my ass, and Trent just kept going.
He kissed the dimples of my back and my left ass cheek. That
’
s when his right hand
started to move down. The tips of his fingers peeled back at my mound, exposing
my pussy, leaving it all for himself.

When his fingers touched me, I
jumped and let out a cry.

His lips kissed down my cheek to
the back of my leg. His hands moved to my waist and he spun me around like I
was a feather.

Trent was on his knees before me.
The
monster. The enforcer.
And he stared up at me, the look in his eyes mixed
between romance and lust. I touched his hair and then his face. My fingertips
ran along his neck to his massive shoulders. His hands moved around to my ass,
gripping tight. He gently pulled me forward and kissed against my smooth skin.
I opened my legs and felt his tongue cut between my wet folds, tasting me. The
way his tongue curled made my toes curl. I started to lift up and lost my
balance. Trent prevented me from stumbling with his fierce grip on my waist.

After just a few licks between my
legs, Trent pulled away. His hands moved down my legs to the back of my knees.
He pulled, forcing me to lose my balance. I crashed down to the bed, legs,
open, grabbing for the sheets. Trent lifted my legs up over his shoulders and
went to work.

His tongue savored bottom to top,
flickering his tongue so hard, the wet sound echoed in the bedroom instantly. I
was soaking wet, dripping for him, already on the peak of orgasm. I pressed my
ankles to his back, pulling at him.

“
Fuck,
Trent,
”
I groaned.

He slowly turned his head and began
to suckle me, thirsting my wetness. He engulfed me, the pressure against my
clit making me thrust at him. His tongue darted into me, making me cry out. I
grabbed his hair, put my head back, and just lost myself to him.

The pressure was already too far
mounted to try and calm down.

And Trent wouldn
’
t have let me slow down
anyway.

He pulled away from my pussy with a
wet lip slapping sound. He kissed my inner thigh, grabbing tight, sucking hard,
pulling away. I screamed and knew he had left his mark on me there.

Both of his hands slithered up my
body to my breasts, covering me. I hurried and put my hands to his hands. His
mouth attached to my slit again, drawing me the hottest picture I would never
see
…
but I could
feel.

My hips were quivering as my belly
lifted and lowered with such force that I started to ride up and down against
his tongue. Trent stayed right there with me, his tongue teasing a depth I didn
’
t know a man
’
s tongue could possibly go
to, leaving me unable to fight the urge to come. My entire body tensed for what
felt like a lifetime. I lifted my lower body off the bed. My body then kept
going, lifting, all the way to my neck. If anyone burst into the room it would
have looked like some crazy yoga move, but it was just my body on the brink of
the greatest orgasm of my life.

When I finally did let go, I did so
with a wild scream. My ass crashed to the bed and I quickly drove myself back
up. I came down again and lifted again. I couldn
’
t
stop myself, the way my insides pulsed and squeezed, it was so fucking intense.
My body wanted Trent to get the hell away from me but that was impossible. 

Trent then grabbed my ass and held
me in the air. I came so hard that I lost my breath a couple times. My stomach
started to hurt from breathing so heavy, like I had done a thousand crunches.

Goddamn, Trent wasn
’
t a monster
…
he was a God
…

Slowly, he lowered me to the bed
and took his beautiful mouth away from between my legs. Then he stood up before
me, looking ten feet tall.
His cock looked the same sticking straight out at
me.

That
’
s
when he looked like a sexy monster again.

He reached between my legs with his
right hand, touching me with all his fingers. He then put his hand to his hard
dick and wrapped his hand tight. He stroked himself once, twice, three times,
then held himself at his thick root. A small bead of liquid appeared at the tip
of his dick and my mouth was insatiably thirsty.

I sat up and moved to the edge of
the bed. I put a hand to his chest, my fingertips touching his left nipple. The
definition of his muscles were unfair. Between my legs I was still gushing. I
could feel myself pouring all over the bed sheets.

“
Don
’
t make me wait,
”
he said.
“
We don
’
t have time, darling. I
’
m going to fill you up.
But before that, you get a little taste.
”

The word
little
with me
facing his cock didn
’
t
go together. There was nothing little about Trent.

I kissed the tip of his dick and
licked my lips, tasting him. I opened my mouth and welcomed in, feeling my
mouth forcefully stretching to accommodate him. As I eased down his cock, his
steel rod felt like it was getting even thicker. His other hand touched the
back of my head and pressed, wanting more of me. I slowly kept going until my
lips touched his hand as he held his cock still. He then started to move his
hand, jerking himself while he was in my mouth. I couldn
’
t help myself as I groaned, my body aching
for him to have me.

When he took his hand from the back
of my head I slowly eased back and off him. I then grabbed the head of his cock
with my hand and started to stroke him. Feeling the wicked definition of his
tip made my pussy quiver. I then went at him again, repeating the same move.

As he jerked himself into my mouth
for a second time, I saw the way his stomach moved. He liked it. He liked me.
Fuck that. He loved me.

When I pulled off him again, I
hurried to lean back on the bed. My right hand grabbed for his cock and I
pulled.

“
I
need you inside me,
”
I said.
“
I need it.
Fill me, Trent. Please.
”

Trent leaned forward and placed his
hand to my lower belly. He then guided his cock to my slit and wasted no time
thrusting at me. I watched his cock disappear inside me as a wild fullness overtook
my body. His hands grabbed at the top of my legs as he stood at the edge of
bed, buried deep inside me.

“
Ah,
fuck, darling,
”
he
growled.

He pulled back and thrust again,
his body colliding with mine. The sound was wet, thanks to my body, thanks to
his capabilities.

He held me right there at the edge
of the bed and fucked me. Each thrust was full, hard, deep, and noisy. I
grabbed for my breasts to keep them from bouncing so much and that only seemed
to turn Trent on even more. He sped up and never slowed back down.

He pounded me into another orgasm
and pounded me until he started to come too.

He fucked me so hard and wild and
then suddenly stopped, letting himself go. I felt the way his dick throbbed and
shot into me, over and over. Trent started to move again, gently fucking me,
allowing me to move my body against his pulsing dick, squeezing every last drop
out of him.

And even then
…
he didn
’
t stop.

Still inside me, Trent pushed me
back and climbed up on the bed. He carried me to the pillows and placed his
body down to mine. Slowly, Trent started to fuck me again. Gently thrusting
though, easing out and easing back into me. I was far from done and I could
feel that he was the same way.

He kissed my chest and trailed a
line up to my mouth and started to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around him and we
held each other. The kiss broke long enough for the two of us to meet eyes. I
realized right then he was making love to me. I quickly bit at his bottom lip,
pulling and grinning. He did it to me. His dick thickened back to its steel
touch and I thrust my hips at him.

We didn
’
t speed up. We didn
’
t slow down.

We were together.

We loved each other.

**

“
Are
you sure about this?
”
I asked as we stood at the door.

Behind us, the guys were all ready
to go. I was the only problem in the situation and apparently Trent
’
s father was the solution
somehow.

“
Listen
to me,
”
Trent said.
“
I just need you to sit
here. That
’
s it. Don
’
t talk to him. Don
’
t look at him. I have to
settle this shit right now, okay? As soon as we
’
re
done, I
’
m coming back
to get you. Then we
’
re
free.
”

“
Then
you
’
re going to kill
him,
”
I said, knowing
I was going to touch a nerve.

Trent
’
s
lip curled.
“
That
’
s my fucking problem,
darling, not yours. You need to be safe. This is the only place I could take
you. Okay?
”

I nodded.

Trent pounded on the door and when
it opened, I was faced with Trent
’
s
father. They really didn
’
t
look too much alike, which was good. Trent towered over his father and was
easily three times his size.

“
Come
on in,
”
his father
said.

“
Harlee,
this is Tom, my father,
”
Trent said. He then pointed to a chair.
“
I
want you to hang out there, darling. I
’
ll
be in touch no matter what, I promise.
”

He walked me to the chair and sat
me down. I stared up at him. I grabbed the opening of his leather cut and bit
my lip. I couldn
’
t
help but think about him opening his zipper and taking out his beautiful cock.
I wanted to stroke him, suck him, and ride him until he came inside me.

“
It
’
ll be okay,
”
he whispered.
“
I promise you.
”

“
Do
what you need to do, Trent,
”
I said.
“
Don
’
t worry about me. Be the
monster. Be the enforcer. Save your club.
”

Trent grabbed my left hand and ran
his hand across the diamond.

“
You
know, I wanted to give this ring to someone that mattered to me,
”
he said.
“
I wanted to try and make
some sense of normalcy out of the madness I lived in. The thing is
…
watching her walk away
…
I never went after her. I
always thought it was because I was doing the right thing. I was letting her go
and letting her live her own life. But you know what? That was all bullshit.
She wasn
’
t the right
one. She wasn
’
t the
one who was supposed to wear this ring. Or wear my ink. Or become my old lady.
”
Trent slowly turned the
diamond ring on my finger, spinning it. He looked at the ring and then at me
again.
“
Now I get it,
darling. You
’
re
supposed to wear this ring. This ain
’
t
no joke for me anymore. This ain
’
t
about saving your ass either. This is about us being together. Got that?
”

I shuddered and slowly nodded. I
held back tears as Trent brought my hand to his mouth. He kissed the diamond
ring and leaned down. His lips grazed my cheek and he said he loved me.

I said I loved him too.

He then addressed his father, who
stood with a can of beer in his hand.

“
Got
that money?
”
his
father asked.

Trent reached into his back pocket
and took out an envelope with cash. He slammed it to his father
’
s chest.
“
Don
’
t fuck this up for me, okay? You
’
ve fucked up so much in my
life. I
’
m asking just
once
…”