He shook his head. “No, I’m not going to get myself
killed.” She felt his hand on her stomach. “I’ve got to stay alive to see this
little scrap come into the world.”
She smiled, resting her head against his chest. His
large arms banded around her, keeping her strong. “The thought of anything
happening to you makes me sick to my stomach.”
Devil kissed the top of her head, not saying anything.
“What’s your plan?” she asked, when the silence
suddenly became unbearable.
“Do you really want to know our plan?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He took her hand and walked her through the main
clubhouse toward the back. Devil closed the office door, flicking the lock into
place. He released her hand and moved toward his desk.
Tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear, she
stared at him, waiting.
“I can’t tell you exactly what I’m going to do, but I
can tell you that I’m going to set some plans in motion that will lead up to us
leaving.”
“Are there going to be more people killed?”
“Yes. I’m taking out any fucker related to Gonzalez.
He’s got people on the force, and
there’s
a couple of
pimps hanging around. Torturing Donovan revealed he’s keeping several girls and
pimps at Jerry’s old place.”
She gasped, pressing a hand to her lips. “Does this
man have no fucking respect?”
“No, he doesn’t. This is what I’m talking about, Lex.
He’s got to be stopped otherwise there’s going to be a lot more of our women in
the hospital.” He stepped and looked down at his feet. “Judi’s in the hospital
because of this fucker, and thinking of her broken and beaten like that,
sucks.” He shook his head, annoyed. “I can’t let another woman go through what
she went through. Ripper’s by her side, and I know he won’t be coming with us
this coming week. He’s staying behind. Can you imagine us without Curse, Pussy,
even myself?”
“Devil?”
“No, you don’t understand. When it comes to you, baby,
I can’t think straight. You mean that much to
me,
and
Gonzalez knows it. He wants shit done by me, and all he has to do is threaten
you.” He stepped back up to her. Devil ran his fingers through her hair,
locking the strands around his fingers.
“Then you’ve got to make sure he doesn’t know what
hold he has over you.” She touched his cheek, feeling the roughness from the
day’s growth.
“He already knows what kind of hold he’s got over me,
baby. It’s now up to me that I make sure he doesn’t get a chance like he did
this morning.”
The mention of this morning had her drawing in a
breath.
“Don’t mention this morning,” she said, pulling away
from him.
Devil still held her hair in his hands, so there was
no chance of her getting away. Staring into his eyes, she saw the depth of his
emotion. On the outside, Devil was this rough, hard biker, yet on the inside,
when no one was watching, he was this tender man. His heart was bigger than anyone
she’d known, especially when it came to the club and her.
“Do you know I wasn’t even tempted to kill him,” Devil
said.
“You can’t say that. I saw your finger on the trigger,
Devil. You can’t lie like that.”
“I’m not lying. I’m telling you the truth. I wasn’t
tempted to kill him because I knew you would die. Don’t get me wrong, Lex. If
he didn’t have you then I’d have shot that bastard in the face.” He tilted her
head back.
With his free hand, he ran a finger over her lips.
The tension in the room changed. The air became almost
charged.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said.
Her body grew hot from the slightest touch of his
fingers.
“Why? This is going to be our last chance for some
time. I’ve got a lot of plans,” he said.
She knew there was a risk that he was going to die.
Running her hand up and down his chest, she tried to
think of a good enough argument as to why he shouldn’t do it.
“I wish there was something I could tell you to stop
this. I don’t want you to put yourself at risk or for you to get hurt.”
He tugged on the strands of her hair, pulling her head
back.
“I’ll always be here, and I’ve made sure you’ll be
protected if this doesn’t go my way. You’ll want for nothing when you’re with
me.” He ran the back of his knuckles against her cheek.
“I don’t want you to tell me what I can have even if
you died, Devil.”
“When you were pregnant with Josh, I had no choice but
to think about life without you.” He caressed the rounded curve of her stomach.
“You told me that I’d have to love our child, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to
bear looking at a child, even mine, who killed you.”
When she first heard Devil mention that he couldn’t
love any child who killed her, she’d had an issue with it. She couldn’t handle
the stress of worrying about if he could love their child or not.
“Come with me,” he said.
Lexie followed him out of the office and up the stairs
toward their room. No one stopped them as they passed. All the men were sipping
at beers. There were no parties going on, their somber faces showing the risk
that they were all under. The drugs were no longer present, and the sweet-butts
had been sent on their way until it was safe.
None of the men paid them any attention. After she
followed Devil up to their room, he pulled her inside, pressing her against the
closed door.
His lips were on hers seconds later. He thrust his
tongue inside her mouth, going across her lips then sliding in deep.
She moaned, loving the taste of him as he exploded on
her tongue.
“I fucking love you,” he said, muttering the words
against her mouth. Tugging at his shirt, he had to pull away so that she could
rid his body of the material.
Scoring his chest with her nails, she moaned as he
tore her shirt open. Buttons sprayed either side of her as he tore the fabric from
her.
Lexie wore a plain white lace bra with a matching pair
of panties.
“Fuck, I love you in this set.” He dragged the straps
of her bra down her arms. Her tits spilled out of the top. Devil reached around
behind her to unclip her bra.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she cried out as he
picked her up banding his arms around her waist. His lips were on hers as he
turned her toward the bed.
Devil placed her on her feet at the base of their bed.
The lights were turned low enough for them to see each other.
He pushed her skirt down her thighs. She stepped out
of it as she tugged at the button of his jeans.
“I love you, too,” she said.
Within seconds they were naked. She stared at the rock
hard length of his cock. He stood out, hard, proud, and the tip was leaking
pre-cum.
Gripping the length, she ran her thumb over the tip,
watching him growl.
Sinking to her knees, she stared up the length of his
body. “If this is going to be our last time together until all of this is over
then I want it to be memorable.” She leaned forward, sliding her tongue over the
tip. The taste of his pre-cum slid across her tongue.
Closing her eyes, she moaned around the taste of him.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect.” He
stroked her hair, running his fingers through the length. Devil held the back
of her head as he pumped in and out of her mouth.
She sucked him in deep, loving the feel of him hitting
the back of her throat. “You’re so fucking sexy taking my cock.”
Swallowing the tip down, she closed her eyes and
simply allowed
herself
to feel what he was doing.
“That’s it. Fuck, I love the feel of your tongue on
me.” He pulled out until only the tip remained inside. “Stroke me,” he said.
Lexie tongued the tip, taking as much of his pre-cum
into her mouth as she could. She relished the taste of him as he glided along
her tongue. Moaning, she wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft and
sucked more of him inside. Pulling away, she ran her tongue along the vein of
his cock, going back to the head to suck him back into her mouth.
She loved sucking Devil’s cock. He tugged on her hair
in the most delightful of ways. This was what she never wanted to stop. The way
he touched her, the pleasure consuming both of them as he took what he wanted.
“Move your hands away.”
Dropping her hand to her lap, she held her head still
as he fucked her mouth. Staring up at him, she found his gaze focused on her.
“You’ve no idea how fucking hot and sexy you look with
your lips around my cock.” He grunted the words out. The cords of his neck
stood out as he thrust his hips into her mouth.
Devil pulled out of her mouth and fisted his cock.
“I want your cock, Devil,” she said, licking her lips.
“You know exactly how to drive me crazy.”
She shoved his hand away, taking hold of his cock and
bobbing her head on the length.
“Fuck.” Devil spat out the curse.
Smiling, she reached between her thighs to touch
herself. Her clit was swollen, and the smallest touches had her shaking with
need.
“You’re driving me crazy on purpose,” he said.
She wasn’t doing anything he didn’t want.
When he could stand it no longer, he tugged on her
hair, pulling her to her feet. The way he held onto her hair wasn’t painful.
Devil was all about the control with his touch.
“Didn’t you like what I was doing?” she asked.
“You know I liked it. I don’t want to come inside your
mouth when I finally blow. I want to be buried deep into your pussy or ass.” He
pushed her to the bed making her yelp.
This was the man she married, and the pure devil
inside was starting to show through. For tonight she’d let all the bad memories
fade away and simply love being with him.
Together in the room, Lexie stared at him, allowing
all the pains and problems to disappear.
Devil stood with his rock hard body on full display.
Her mouth watered for another taste of him.
“Open your legs.”
Leaning back on her hands, she spread her legs wide so
he could see what he wanted to see.
“Is this good enough, sir?” she asked, batting her
eyelashes at him.
“Spread your lips open. I want to see your clit and
your cunt.”
His words were rough, but they turned her on all the
more.
Reaching between her thighs, she spread open the lips
of her sex to show him what he wanted to see.
“Push a finger inside.”
Lexie did as he asked, pressing her longest finger
inside her. She was soaking wet to the touch.
“Add another finger.”
She loved it when he started to bark out orders toward
her, especially when they were alone in the bedroom. The doors were locked, and
no one knew what either of them was like here.
“Slide them out and hold them up to me.”
He took hold of her wrist as she held her soaked
fingers for him to see.
“You’re soaking wet. Do you want my cock?” he asked.
She nodded. “You know I do. You’re the only man I
want,” she said.
Devil turned her hand this way and that, inspecting
her cream soaked fingers. She gasped as he drew both fingers into his mouth,
sucking her cream off. “Tasty,” he said.
“Touch yourself again.”
He took a step back giving her the space so that he
could watch while she did as he instructed.
Adding a third finger inside her pussy, she pressed
her thumb to her clit, crying out at the instant shot of pleasure rushing
through her body.
Devil batted her hand away. “No, I didn’t say you
could touch your pussy. The only instruction I gave you was to touch your
pretty cunt.” He stood, looking down at her, clearly contemplating what he was
going to do next.
She thrust her chest out, hoping to distract him from
whatever torture he had.
“I know how to deal with you.”
He moved away from the bed to go to the drawers at the
far side of the wall. She watched him, curious to see what he had hidden from
her. Devil turned around holding a silk length of rope.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“This gives me the chance to do whatever I want to you
without you interrupting me or stopping me.”
****
Devil tied one end of the silk rope to the head of the
bed. The wooden headboard gave him a perfect angle to tie the rope. He tested
the binding, and satisfied that she wouldn’t be able to get free, he followed
the rope down. Placing her hands together, he stared into her eyes. He expected
to see fear, but all he saw was lust mixed with anticipation. She wanted this
as much as he did.
His cock was fucking painful with how hard he was. He
didn’t know how he was going to survive the night without embarrassing himself
first.