SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (34 page)


Okay,

Miller said.

Let

s vote this then.


Blaine

s proxy vote

yes,

Gaige said.

As
is mine.

Miller nodded and looked at
Griffin.


Yeah,

Griffin said.


Yup,

Landon said.


Yes,

Nate said and tilted his beer
bottle toward Gaige.


Aye,

Shay said.

The other side of the table closed
out with two more yes

s
from Erik and Jace.

Finally, Miller raised the gavel
and nodded.

Yes.

He slammed the gavel and then
said,

We need to
coordinate this properly. No running out there and just shooting. We need to
find their next drug run and bust that up right there on the street.


I
want the two guys who shot at us,

Gaige said.


How
are we going to know?

Jace
asked.


I
don

t know,

Gaige said.

But I made a promise to someone.


A
girl in your bed?


It

s a goddamn big deal,

Nate cut in.

She watched her best friend get
lit up with bullets. And she had to deal with Blaine enjoying a dead body on
him.


Oh,
fuck,

Jace said.


Yeah,

Gaige said.

Anyone finds any of the Eight
Under assholes, they call me.


Agreed,

Miller said.

I wouldn

t mind saying my peace to these guys too.

Miller cracked his large
knuckles.

The meeting broke up with a nod.
The table cleared out except for Gaige and Griffin. Griffin turned and wheeled
his chair to a desk in the corner. He turned on a lamp and opened a folder.

Gaige finished his smoke and looked
at Miller.


Life
decisions based on women

,

Miller said.

I mean, you get that, right?


This
isn

t based on women,

Gaige said.

This is bullshit. Those fights
are about money and respect. Our club relies on those fights for income. When
the next one rolls around, are we going to be invited?

Miller didn

t answer.

Sending
a message will help.


Exactly.
And if I can find a way to make this up to that woman, I will. She

s not like us, Miller. She

s not meant to live each day
knowing someone could be killed. Or that she could be killed. I saw the look on
her face when she saw the bullet holes in her friend

s back. I can

t
take that memory away, but I can damn sure try to kill it.


Kill
something to kill something,

Miller said.


Our
only way of life,

Gaige
said.

Gaige patted Miller on the shoulder
and walked out of the meeting room. He instantly heard the sounds of cheers and
started to run. When he turned the corner, he saw Nate holding Jace by his
throat against the wall.


I

ll fucking break your neck,

Nate threatened.


Fuck
you,

Jace said as his face
burned red. He threw his head forward and smashed Nate in the face.


Whoa,
stop this!

Gaige yelled.


No,
no, no,

Shay called out.

Let

em work it out. Come on boys.

Nate let Jace go and stepped back.
They slowly started to circle each other.

Fucking Nate.

The big guy had a big, broken heart
and his bullshit bled into the club.

Jace took the first swing and
connected with Nate

s chin.
Nate spun and grabbed his face. Jace put his hands down and nodded. Nate made a
fist, rings on, and slammed it against Jace. He went right down on his ass.
Blood dripped down Nate

s
face from his eye. Jace shook his head and blood sprayed on the floor.


Done?

Nate asked.


Are
you?

Jace asked.


I

m good,

Nate said. He offered his hand.

Jace took it and just like that,
the fight was over. The two men went to opposite ends of the bar to soothe their
wounds.

Gaige turned and walked away from
the bar and club. He needed to check on Emily.

eight.

 

Emily sat on an old wooden desk
chair and kept her hand closed tight around Rachel

s necklace. The room reminded her of a dorm room.
But it was biker room, no doubt about it. Not the first one she ever saw, but
definitely the most serious one. The logo for Back Down Devil MC appeared on
one wall and pictures of Gaige and the crew hung randomly around the room. Most
of the drawers of the two dressers were open and clothes hung out. The desk was
the most organized part of the room. Gaige definitely conducted business in the
room. That

s when Emily

s eyes came upon the bed. There
was definitely more than one kind of business done in the room.

After sitting for a little while,
trying to calm her mind (which was damn near impossible to actually do), there
was a knock at the door. Emily froze and gripped the arms of the wooden chair.
She wasn

t sure what her
position was right then. Gaige had told her to stay put and just wait. He gave
her his promise that he would return soon and they would then talk.


Listen,
baby, I know you

re in
there,

a voice said.

I

I have to talk to you again.

Emily swallowed, recognizing the
voice as Blaine.

She slowly rose from the chair and
walked to the door. Blaine began to gently tap on the door, humming, waiting
for her to answer.

When Emily opened the door, Blaine
put his hands up.

I just
need to talk to you.


Where

s Gaige?


He

s in the meeting. I

m supposed to be there but fuck
it. I

ve got other
intentions for right now.


Okay.


I
never meant to bring your friend into danger,

Blaine said.

It

s just swirling around my head.
I can

t figure out why.


Maybe
you feel guilty,

Emily
said.


No,
I don

t feel guilty. I don

t think I

ve ever felt guilty.

Blaine blinked fast. It was obvious he was drunk or high.

I think I

m regretting not getting her pussy first.

He met eyes with Emily.

You know?

Emily swallowed. She never met
someone so disgusting in her life.

That

s what you wanted to say to me?


No,

Blaine said.

No. I

m sure Gaige has given you his word on things, and
that

s good. His word is
good. I

m going to give you
mine, too, but I

m not as
reliable. The only things I

m
good at is fighting and fucking.


Thanks,

Emily said.

Thanks for saying that.


Now
before Gaige takes his claim, baby, any chance you and I
…”

Blaine put his hands to his hips
and smiled. Emily gritted her teeth and slapped him across the face. He groaned
and then started to laugh.


Baby,
I don

t know if that

s a yes or no. I like it
…”

Emily slammed the door and locked
it.

Get it?

she called out.


Yeah.
I

ll get it

somewhere else. Sleep tight,
baby.

Emily went back to the chair and
sat down. She put her hands to her face and felt the cool touch of the necklace
in her hand. She could smell the metal, maybe even smell the blood on it. She
didn

t know. Tears came to
her eyes again and she let them flow this time.

She wept until the door opened.
When she jumped up, the chair crashed back to the desk. Gaige closed the door
and stared at her.


What

s wrong?

he asked.

Emily held out the necklace and
shook her head.


Shit,

Gaige said. He took the
necklace from her hand. He placed it on the desk and pulled her in for a hug.

It

s
okay, beautiful. It

s okay.
We

re going to figure this
out. The decision has been made.


It
doesn

t bring her back,

Emily whispered.

Her father
…”


Look
at me,

Gaige ordered.

Emily looked up. Gaige took her
face into his hands.

You
have to realize what

s
happening around you. You can go. Right now. But if you do, we

re going to trail you. Find out
who you talk to you and why. If you stay, you have to listen to me. We grieve
by the actions of our hands. Okay? You need to wash your hands of this right
now, beautiful.

Emily stared into his powerful eyes
and knew that she was going to be there with him until they found the guys who
shot at them and then probably kill them. That

s
how this world worked. Justice wasn

t
sought out in front of a judge and jury. It was like living as an outlaw.
Justice was dealt from the heart, and that was scary because the heart can
easily cloud the mind.


Go.
Now.

Gaige backed away
from Emily and pointed to a partially opened door.

Emily walked into the bathroom and
went to the sink. She looked at her hands and saw they were shaking. The
necklace had left an impression on Rachel

s
blood rubbed off onto her hand. Under Emily

s
nails was more blood, from Blaine

s
face. Emily turned on the water and began to wash her hands. She looked down
into the sink and scrubbed hard. She wanted it all washed away, but not just
from her hands. She wanted it washed away from her mind, too. She just wanted
to go back to her job, matching rich men with beautiful women for a paycheck to
survive and hide.

This wasn

t part of the plan.

When Emily looked up into the
mirror, Gaige stood right behind her. She knew the look in his eyes and her
body reacted long before her heart, and her mind, could.

Gaige stepped up behind Emily and
touched her waist. She took a deep breath and didn

t move. Gaige came closer, gently pressing his body
to hers. Their eyes were connected through the reflection in the mirror. Emily
became afraid to turn around, fearing that if she saw Gaige

s eyes without the reflection
she would completely lose herself to him.

Gaige touched Emily

s arms and slowly slid down to
her hands in the sink. The warm water hit both their hands. Gaige turned the
water off and then interlocked his fingers to Emily

s and squeezed.

In her mind, Emily screamed not to
do it. Not to give in to this. There was too much at stake already. Not only
was the MC was going to track down the guys who killed Rachel. Gaige didn

t know that Emily

s ex was still coming after her.
Nothing good could come of this.

Nothing

Gaige pressed forward, offering his
erection to Emily. She felt his hardness and she exhaled an obvious sigh. Emily
caught herself leaning forward and thrusting her ass against Gaige. When she
exhaled again, her breath gently fogged the mirror.

Gaige groaned and whispered,

Beautiful, this is your last
chance. If you don

t leave

you

re going to be mine. Everything I say. Everything I
do.

Emily just froze. She didn

t reply.

Allowing her silence to be her
ultimate answer, Emily could now only wait to see what Gaige would do and
command of her.

He took his hands away from her
hands. When he touched the button on her jeans, Emily shuddered and bit her
lip. He moved fast, his eyes beady, his face intense. He pulled her jeans down
and then stepped between them, forcing them down to her ankles.


Out,

he growled.

Now.

Emily hurried to kick off her shoes
and step out of her jeans.

Gaige touched the back of her legs
and slowly ran his calloused fingers up to her ass. He cupped her and smiled,
then he grabbed her hips and pulled her back. Emily bent over, opening her
legs.


I
can smell you, beautiful,

Gaige said.

And it

s all mine. From the fucking
second I saw you, I wanted to fuck you. I wanted to lick your body and I wanted
to watch you suck my cock. That

s
what we

re going to do. Got
that?


Yes,

Emily whispered.

One of Gaige

s hands traced the line of Emily

s panties before going down into
them. His stronger finger cut between her soft lips and followed along her
moist pussy. His finger curled and began to gently massage her hole.


Fuck,
you

re tight, beautiful,

Gaige said.

How long has it been?


A
long time,

Emily said.


Months?

Emily nodded.


Damn.
That

s virginal for me.

Emily swallowed. Her heart pounded.
Gaige forced his finger deeper into her. She clenched hard around his finger,
feeling him inside her, all the way until she felt his ring touch her. Emily
moaned and jumped.


Oh,
you like that?

Gaige
asked.

You like my rings,
beautiful?


Yes,

Emily said.


Good,

Gaige soon.

I

ll
get there soon for you.

Gaige then had his hands on Emily

s panties. He pulled and
wrestled them away from her melting body. They were down to her knees and once
again, Gaige stepped between her legs, now forcing her panties down. Emily
kicked them off and was able to spread her legs as wide as Gaige needed.

Emily watched Gaige disappear in
the mirror. His hands were cupped back against her ass, lifting and spreading
her wide. The appearance of Gaige

s
warm breath between her legs made Emily shudder. She couldn

t believe she was allowing this
to happen. But she wanted it. She wanted it because she needed it. The flurry
of desire soared through her body. The protection and touch of a strong biker
like Gaige wouldn

t take
away everything she had seen, but it would definitely help her feel more alive.

When Gaige flicked his tongue
against the soft folds of Emily

s
body, she groaned. His next lick was deeper, the tip of his tongue crawling
across her pussy slowly and with erotic seduction. Emily bent her knees,
wanting more.


Fuck,
you taste good,

Gaige
growled.

Gaige went back to work, his tongue
faster, tasting all of Emily. She felt the penetration and started to cry out
when Gaige took his tongue away. His thumbs then began to massage and spreading
her more and more. Emily

s
body began to shake as she felt desperate to come.


Not
yet, beautiful,

Gaige
warned.

I need you to turn
around and look at me.

Emily slowly turned, barely keeping
her balance. She stared down at the hot biker before her. His strong hand,
filled with rings, her thighs. She was officially lost in Gaige.

Gaige slid his hands up and opened
Emily

s legs with care.
With his right thumb, he flicked her clit and smiled. Emily groaned and thrust.


You
like that?


Please

yes
…”


Fucking
beg me again,

Gaige said.


Do
that again, please.

Gaige brought his thumb back down,
applying hard pressure to her clit. Emily

s
body shook again. She was on the verge of climax, but each time Gaige took his
fingers away the urge calmed. She needed him to touch her to make her come.


You

re going to come soon,

Gaige said.

Trust me, beautiful. You

re going to come so hard, you

re going to collapse into my
arms.

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