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  “We shouldn’t do this. You’re a victim, Rin, and you need time to heal.”

  “Will?” I said, using his name for the first time. “Shut up and take off your pants. You’re not forcing me to do this. For the first time in my life, this is my choice. Let me enjoy it.”

  He quickly stripped out of his clothes, then lay back naked, his cock pulsing and twitching with need. I stroked him some more, and marveled at the beauty of his body. He had scars too, but some of his looked like bullet wounds. There was also a stretch along his ribs that looked like he’d been raked over gravel and it had healed wrong, but to me, he was perfection.

  “Please, Rin,” he begged.

  “I don’t want to take a chance on giving you something,” I said.

  “Condom,” he said, his voice a near growl as he grabbed at the drawer on the nightstand.

  I released him long enough to open the drawer and pull out a condom. It was barely within the expiration date, but I knew something was better than nothing. I ripped the package open and rolled the latex down his shaft. He groaned and his hips flexed.

  “You ever had someone make love to you?” he asked.

  “No.”

  “Lie back, sweet girl.”

  I sprawled on my back and he knelt between my legs. My pussy was waxed smooth, something Joe had insisted upon for all his girls. Wraith parted the lips of my pussy and stroked my clit. Shockwaves of pleasure rolled over me and it didn’t take much before I was coming. I’d never had an orgasm before, even though I’d had sex more times than I could count. As my body trembled, he gripped my thighs and pressed inside me. His cock stretched me wide, and it felt so damn good.

  “If I hurt you, say something,” he said.

  “Feels good. Really good,” I murmured.

  “We’re just getting started.”

  He shifted his hands to my hips and held on as he rocked into me. The push and pull of his cock inside me had me moaning and begging him for more. He seemed to know exactly what I needed and rubbed my clit again while he thrust into me over and over. Each plunge of his cock was harder than the last, and I’d have sworn he was going deeper than before.

  “Come for me, baby. Squeeze my dick with that pretty pussy.”

  On the next stroke of his cock, I shattered, crying out his name as stars burst behind my closed eyelids. I tried to force them open, so I could watch as he found his own release. I’d never seen anything so beautiful as Will in the throes of passion. He slammed into me again and again, until he finally came with a growl. I could feel his cock twitching inside me as he braced his weight on one hand. The other was still playing with my clit, and even though I’d already come twice, I could feel a third orgasm building.

  “That’s it, sweet girl. Come for me again.”

  “Will, I can’t… I…”

  He leaned down and took my nipple into his mouth, then gently bit. It was enough to send me soaring and I screamed so loud my throat hurt. It felt like my body splintered, then tried to come back together.

  “Shit! You’re already making me hard again,” he said, pressing his hips closer to mine.

  He pulled out, removed the condom and tied it off before grabbing a second one from the drawer. He slid it down his shaft, then flipped me onto my stomach. I went up on my hands and knees, then cried out in sheer pleasure as he drove inside me in one hard thrust.

  “You feel like fucking heaven wrapped around my dick,” he said, taking me fast and hard. “Tell me what you want, Rin. You want me to play with your nipples or your clit?”

  “Clit,” I said, then gasped as he canted his hips and went even deeper, rubbing a different spot that felt too damn good.

  His fingers stroked the hard nub between my legs as he powered into me from behind. I gripped his headboard, his thrusts forceful enough to push me up the bed. Using his hand, he pressed the center of my back until I flattened my chest against the mattress. It let him thrust in and out of me at a different angle, one that felt incredible. He strummed my clit like he was playing an instrument until I was screaming out another release.

  “Yes! Will, yes! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

  He growled as he continued to hammer into me, the sounds of his hips slapping against me filling the air. When he came again, I felt a tremor rake his body. I was glad to know I wasn’t the only one affected by what we’d just done. It had always been a job, just random sex that didn’t mean anything and never felt good. But sex with Will? Oh, my God! My toes were curled, and I could have died happy with his cock still stuffed inside me.

  He pulled out, then got up to dispose of both condoms. I collapsed onto the bed, my legs feeling like jelly. When he came back, he curled himself around me and pressed a kiss to my neck.

  “You didn’t have to do that,” he said.

  “I wanted to, and I’m not the least bit sorry. You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted, and the only one to make me come. I will remember this moment for the rest of my life,” I murmured, finally feeling sleepy enough to doze off.

  “You act like you’re going somewhere,” he said. “Sweet girl, I have news for you. After what we just shared, I’m not letting you go. No one has ever made me feel like that before.”

  “Just sex,” I said softly.

  “No. That wasn’t just sex,” he said. “I know what just sex feels like it, and it’s nothing like that. You’re mine, Rin. Maybe Venom could tell when he met you earlier, and that’s why he said what he did. I mean it. I’m not letting you go.”

  I cracked an eye open and looked at him. “What exactly does that mean?”

  “It means you’re mine. No one is allowed to touch you except me.” He shoved his hand between my thighs. “And no one gets to fuck this pretty pussy but me. You’re my woman. Do we really need to define it?”

  “I don’t guess so. Does that mean I have to wear one of those vest things? I’ve seen a few of your women wearing them around town. They all said Dixie Reapers across the back.”

  He laughed a little. “It’s called a cut, and no, you don’t have to wear one. Old ladies get those, which would be the biker equivalent of us being married. It’s for life, Rin, and I honestly don’t know that I’ll ever be ready for something like that. But it doesn’t mean I’m letting you walk out of here. Those women get a property stamp. I’m not asking you to get inked, just to stay here with me, be mine and only mine.”

  I hummed and closed my eyes again, snuggling into his embrace. “I think I’d like that. Being your property. Not going to ever ask for that, though. You deserve better.”

  He kissed my shoulder. “Sleep, sweet girl. We’ll talk more after you’ve rested.”

  For the first time since my mom died, I fell asleep with a smile on my face and felt happier than I had in forever. I knew it was just the good sex talking, and he’d be singing a different tune by morning, but it was nice to be wanted, even if it was just for a little while. No, he hadn’t offered me the forever thing the other women apparently had, but him wanting to keep me? No one had ever wanted that before, not with me. I didn’t count my brother wanting to keep me, since I’d just been a source of income for him.

  Chapter Four

  Wraith

  I’d spent the best night of my life with Rin in my bed. After she’d slept for a little while, I’d ordered dinner for us, then I’d spent the next five hours making love to her again and again. I hadn’t been able to get hard so fast since I was in my twenties, and I sure as hell hadn’t gone more than once a night in a few years. With Rin, it was like my dick hadn’t gotten the memo that we were getting older and couldn’t do sex marathons anymore.

  Didn’t mean I wasn’t going to try. With her naked curves pressed against me, it was hard to ignore how hard my cock was. I reached into the bedside table drawer and pulled out another condom. I tore open the package and rolled it down my shaft, then pulled her leg across my thigh. She moaned in her sleep and pressed against me.

  I slid my hand between her legs
and stroked her clit. It didn’t take long for her to wake up, and soon after that she was coming, coating my fingers in her cream. I kept rubbing that tight little bud, not stopping even as she cried out my name. When she was coming down from her third orgasm, I rolled so that she lay under me, her legs parted, and thrust deep and hard. Her pussy pulsed around me and I groaned at how fucking good she felt.

  “Christ, Rin! You feel like fucking heaven.”

  She mumbled something but I didn’t catch it. I gripped her hips and started riding her sweet little pussy, driving into her like a man possessed. I should have been gentler, sweeter, but I couldn’t seem to control myself. For the first time in my life, I wished a condom wasn’t necessary. I’d never wanted to take a chance and fuck a woman bare before, but there was nothing I’d like more with Rin.

  I grunted as cum filled the condom, then felt like an asshole because she was just lying there. I pulled out, tossed the condom into the trash can I’d put beside the bed after our third round last night, then rolled her over to face me.

  “Did I hurt you?” I asked.

  “No.” She gave me a drowsy smile.

  “You scared me the way you were…”

  “I couldn’t move,” she said. “You had me pinned too well, but it’s okay. I still liked it.”

  “Jesus, Rin.” I closed my eyes when I realized what I’d done. “I took you like…”

  I couldn’t even finish the sentence.

  “Hey,” she said softly, reaching up to touch my face. “Will, I love everything we do together in this bed, all right? You’re not the men who paid for me. You could never be like them. I knew it was you and I was all right.”

  “I shouldn’t have done that,” I said.

  “I’d say you could make it up to me, but I’m a little bit sore this morning.”

  I leaned down and kissed her, then nibbled my way down the column of her neck, between the valley of her breasts, and down her soft belly. When I pushed her thighs wide and settled between them, she sucked in a breath.

  “Will, you don’t have to…”

  “I want to,” I assured her.

  “But what if… I mean, the test results aren’t back, so…”

  Yeah, it was risky. Really fucking risky, but my gut said that Rin was clean, and I wanted so damn badly to taste her. I spread her pussy open and looked at how pretty and pink she was before swirling my tongue around her clit. She cried out and her hips bucked, so I laid my arm across her hips and held her down. Merry early Christmas to me! I couldn’t remember the last time I’d tasted something so sweet, or wanted someone as much as I wanted her. I licked, sucked, and nibbled at her, lapping up all the nectar spilling from her pussy. She tasted so fucking good, and the scent of her arousal was driving me fucking insane.

  I sucked her clit into my mouth, drawing on it long and hard, then gently bit down with my teeth. It was enough to send her over the edge, and she screamed out my name so loud I wondered if the entire compound had heard her. When she lay panting and sated, I kissed and licked my way up her body, stopping to suck at her nipples.

  “Will, I think you broke me. My legs don’t work.”

  I chuckled. “Then I guess you should lie here while I shower and make some breakfast for us.”

  She nodded. “I like that idea. I’ll just wait until feeling returns to my legs.”

  I kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue, then slid out of bed and went into the bathroom before the temptation of her body was too much to pass up. As the hot water beat down on me, I gripped my cock and wondered how the fuck I was still hard. It wasn’t like I was some sixteen-year-old kid anymore. I was fucking forty but my dick didn’t seem to care. Just the thought of Rin lying naked in my bed had me thrusting into my fist.

  My balls drew up within seconds, and I was spraying the shower wall with cum. I cleaned up the shower and myself, then got out and did my damnedest not to look at Rin as I got dressed. I was already addicted to her and it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours. What the fuck was wrong with me?

  While she showered and got dressed, I thought about our amazing night together. I’d thought things were pretty perfect between us, and I was hoping I could convince her to just stay in my room. She didn’t have to move to the guest room if she didn’t want to, not when my bed was plenty big enough for the two of us. I’d liked waking up to her pressed against me, her pussy tempting me.

  She came into the kitchen, yawning and looking like a sleepy kitten, and I hid a smile. Her feet were bare and she still had a slightly rumpled look. She was so fucking cute first thing in the morning.

  “I’ll let the club know you’ll be staying here. They don’t have to worry about finding a place for you,” I said as I set breakfast in front of her.

  She pushed the food around her plate, then looked up at me, her eyes flashing.

  “I’m not good enough for you,” she said, her chin lifting at a stubborn angle. “I’m dirty. Just a common whore. Last night was great, and I’ll always remember our time together, but I shouldn’t stay here.”

  “Rin, you’re not dirty, and stop calling yourself a whore. Did you have to do horrible things you didn’t want to do? Yes. You were abused, sweet girl. You think I’m going to hold that against you? Do I really seem like that much of an asshole?”

  “You’re not an asshole,” she mumbled. “That’s the problem. You’re a good guy, Wraith, and you deserve so much better than me. Even if you only want me here short-term, I’m not the girlfriend type, or whatever you want to call it.”

  “Why do we have to label things?” I’d asked her that last night. What the hell was it with women and labels? Couldn’t we just have fun together, enjoy one another without making a huge deal out of it? “I want you here, and that should be enough. I wasn’t lying last night when I said I wanted you to be mine.”

  She shook her head. “Last night was wonderful, and I’ll always cherish those memories, but you need someone… you need someone who would make a good mom, someone who can give you all the things you need and deserve. I’m broken.”

  “You’re not broken, dammit! You’re the strongest woman I know. And who the fuck said I was looking for a mom? I don’t want kids, Rin. The rugrats running around here are cute and all, but I’ve never wanted any of my own.”

  Deciding I wasn’t hungry after all, I pushed my plate aside.

  I’d thought after our night together that things would be just as great today. Apparently I was wrong. I thought about the tree in the living room, and the plans I’d wanted to make with her for the holidays. They were crumbling to dust before my very eyes. With her current attitude, I didn’t think she’d be here come Christmas Day, and for some reason, that left me feeling hollow. I really wanted to spend that time with her, see her face light up when she had gifts under the tree, maybe take her to the club party we had every Christmas Eve.

  “I’m not strong,” she said. “If I were strong, I’d have managed to get away before now. Maybe some part of me felt like… like maybe I wasn’t supposed to have more than I already did.”

  “Rin, no one is supposed to be a whore. You weren’t asked if that’s what you wanted to do, that asshole half-brother of yours forced it on you. And trust me, I’m going to have a conversation with him about it, one that leaves him broken until he chokes on his own blood and dies.”

  She flinched and I realized that maybe that was a little more than she needed to know. Despite everything, she was still a woman with a gentle touch, and I doubted she’d ever hurt anyone in her life, not even when she was being tortured for having the guts to try to escape. I didn’t know how to get through to her. She saw herself as damaged and tainted, but she wasn’t. To me, she was beautiful, strong, and everything I’d ever wanted in a woman. I knew she could handle whatever shit the club went through, and as for being mom material… she’d be a kickass mom. That I didn’t doubt for a second. And one day, maybe she’d meet the guy who would give her that, but it wouldn’t be me
. Even now, she was thinking of others before herself, and wasn’t that a large part of what being a mom was about? It didn’t mean I couldn’t hold onto her until she was ready for that stage of her life, though.

  “Rin, if you’re mine, no one would fuck with you. If I tell my brothers I’m keeping you, then they’ll defend you. No one would get past us, you’d be safe from everyone.”

  “Even the mayor?” she asked dryly. “Do you have any idea who Joe’s clients are? Or just how many pockets he’s lined to stay out of jail? He owns half the police force, if not more, and just about every city official. Including the mayor.”

  “Then we’ll make sure town hall is cleaned out. I’m sure the citizens of this town wouldn’t mind a fresh start, especially if they know their elected officials and the men and women who are supposed to protect them are condoning prostitution and sexual assault. Call it whatever you want, Rin. You didn’t go to those men willingly. They raped you, and your brother pocketed the cash he earned off your pain. I’m not letting the fuckers get away with this.”

  I saw tears mist her eyes. I was up and out of my chair heading toward her when she swayed in her chair a moment. I rushed forward and pulled her into my arms, holding her against my chest. I rested my cheek on the top of her head and felt the wetness seep into my shirt as she cried.

  “I’m going to protect you, Rin. Please stop fighting me. No matter what you say, you’re mine, and there will never be another woman I want as much as I want you. I can’t promise you forever, but I can give you today, tomorrow, and the day after that. Do I seem like the type of guy to beg?”

  She shook her head and I dropped to my knees in front of her. I held her hands and smiled when I realized we were eye to eye even though she was standing. I’d never met someone pixie sized before. Yeah, the old ladies at the compound weren’t exactly tall, but they were all bigger than my Rin.

  “I don’t kneel for anyone, sweet girl, no one except you. Just tell me that you’ll at least think about it. Even if we just have a few weeks or months together, you need time to heal and figure out what you’re going to do with your life. You can stay with me as long as you want.”