by Erin Trejo
“You ever try to take it from me, I’ll kill you, Kira.”
My warning only seems to turn her on. Her eyes flash with that lust I’ve grown accustomed to. Her fire burns deeply but it all belongs to me now. Lowering my head, I take her lips gently. Kira isn’t the gentle type, just like I’m not. She quickly rights the situation and kisses me like I’m the only one in the world she wants and I damn well better be. I let my bloody hand run down her neck to her shoulder before shoving her against the wall roughly. Her body bounces off the cracked tile, her tits bouncing. Fuck, I don’t think I could get any harder if I wanted.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, Kira. Fuck, do you know what you do to me?” I growl as I sink my teeth into the flesh of her neck. Kira moans when I lift her, sliding her down my hard length.
“Goddamn it, Ruger. You feel impossibly bigger,” she says on a whisper. I chuckle against her before sucking my way up her neck back to her mouth.
“You come in here and give me the right to own you, and you think it wouldn’t make me hard?” I question her. Her eyes meet mine and that’s all it takes. She’s mine and I don’t give a shit if she changes her mind later. I’ll cuff her to the bed for the rest of her life if I have to. I don’t give a shit anymore. There is nothing I want more in this life than her. Rocking my hips, Kira whines. I love to hear her whine.
“Ruger, I need you deeper,” she cries. Fuck the shower; I need to get her on my bed. I step out, our bodies dripping wet with the shower still running and walk us into my room. Lowering her body onto the bed, I stay standing between her legs. Looking down, I groan as I watch the way my dick slides so perfectly into her pussy. Fuck, the sight of this is too much. I shove her legs as far open as I can as I watch the connection we have.
“Ruger! This is not deeper,” she yells at me. I chuckle and bring my hand over to her pussy, flicking her clit. Her body arches when I pull out of her. I drop to my knees, sucking her clit into my mouth.
Chapter 22
Her body is coiled tightly; I love when she’s on edge. I slide my tongue inside of her pussy before adding a finger. Kira arches into my touch. I’m going to test her limits. I’m going to see just how far I can make her bend to my will. A second finger slides in, and wetness leaks out of her. I groan as I lean back and work my fingers inside of her. Slowly but deliberately I work all my fingers in. Once she’s good and loose I shove it all inside of her. Curling my hand into a fist, I move it inside of her slowly.
“Ruger, what the fuck! I can’t handle that,” she says but I can feel her tightening around my fist just the same.
“Yeah, you can. I can feel you, sweetheart. I’m gonna watch you squirt for me. Then I’m gonna climb back into between those thighs and slide my dick into you until you cry. I wanna see those salty tears. I wanna taste them,” I tell her as I work my fist in and out. Kira pants, her breathing quickening. Goddamn I like this. I shove myself up and stand, my fist still inside of her. I need to see her when she comes. I need to watch her face as she loses herself to me. Pumping my hand in her harder and rougher, her mouth parts and screams rip from her throat. Her body is coming alive and I can’t stop.
“Stop! Ruger!”
She screams louder and louder, and the only thing that does is make me want to push harder. And that’s what I do. I fuck her with my fist, harder and faster until all that sweet liquid squirts from her. Kira comes harder than ever before, her hands fisted in the sheets, her eyes clenched shut. Her body convulses as I slowly work my hand out of her. I look down at the soaked floor between my feet and grin as I grab my dick in my hand. I step up and shove into her, getting another scream.
“Ruger! There is no way I can keep going.” She gasps for air. Oh, I know she can go more. As I thrust into her, her pussy tightens. She snaps her eyes open and stares up at me.
“Tell me to move, Kira,” I dare her.
She shakes her head no slowly. I smirk and grab her hips, thrusting into her. Her body nearly buckles as I fuck her with everything I have in me. The harder I go, the tighter she feels. A few more thrusts and I explode inside of her worn out body. She takes it all without complaining. When my body slowly winds down, I pull out of her and climb on the bed, jerking her body up with me. Kira doesn’t move and I chuckle against her.
“You dead, baby?” I ask her in a teasing tone.
“Ruger, I don’t think I will be able to walk for a week,” she admits, making me laugh harder. “We need to clean up, the bed is wet,” she grumbles. She doesn’t sound like she really wants to move, though.
“Fuck that. It’s only come, baby. Yours might I add. I just shoved my whole goddamn hand in your pussy and you think I care if I sleep in the wet come?” I ask her. Kira snaps her eyes open and slowly shakes her head, a grin crossing her face.
“This is hard for me, Ruger.”
I know the conversation has shifted back to the same shit, and to be honest, I don’t want to talk about it.
“It’s done, Kira. We’re movin’ on. Stop with the same old shit. I don’t wanna keep talkin’ about it. It is what the fuck it is. Now go to sleep, we have a lot to talk about tomorrow and a goddamn plan to come up with.”
She sighs, her warm breath tickling my skin. I reach over and pull her small body on top of mine, smoothing her hair down her back. Kira’s cheek rests against my chest and it doesn’t take long for her breathing to even out. As she lays here sound asleep and content, my mind runs wild. Sleep was never easy for me and now the worry over Angie has doubled. Kira isn’t going to give up easily and I know for a fact that she isn’t going to sit this one out. I breathe deeply and let it out, hoping some of the negative energy leaves with it, but that isn’t the case. If anything, I feel the anxiety worse than before. Kira is a hard-headed little thing and just to let me in was a fight in itself. Telling her she can’t go when we take on Ortega is going to be her breaking point. I can feel it. No, this one isn’t going to end well.
Chapter 23
The sun is shining and my ass is sweating. Walking to the clubhouse, I’m ready to eat and get this day going. As soon as I step in, I smell something Debby is cooking up.
“Hey motherfucker! Nice to see you!” Draven thunders as I walk toward him.
“You know it ain’t never nice to see me. What’s for breakfast?” Smokey chuckles as Hawk turns to face me.
“You look well fucked. Sleep good?” he teases. I shake my head and run my hand over my face.
“Well fucked? I was doin’ the fuckin’, brother. Wait till she comes in,” I tell him. The guys all laugh before Hawk’s smile fades.
“Heard you got some leads. Wanna share that shit? We’re all ready and geared the fuck up to head down there,” Hawk informs me.
I cut my eyes to Crow but he just shrugs like he didn’t say shit. I ignore the asshole and take my seat at the table. Grabbing two plates, I load them both up, setting one to the side for Kira. It almost shocks me that I did that. After taking a few bites, I hear the door open and close behind me. When Hawk narrows his eyes, I follow his line of sight.
“No women allowed at the meetin’ this mornin’,” he says. Kira crosses her arms over her chest, just daring him to say something. I chuckle under my breath.
“You are fucking talking about me and I’m not allowed?” she questions, her gaze staying on Hawk.
“You know the rules, darlin’.” He’s just trying to push her buttons and I know it. Most of the girls are in the kitchen with Debby right now.
“Fuck you, Hawk. You know what? Fuck all of you!” she snaps. I chuckle louder until her eyes find mine.
“I already fucked you. In fact, I fucked, sucked, and fisted you,” I say with pride. Hawk nearly chokes on his eggs before looking at me. I just shrug.
“I’m playin’, Kira. Sit down and eat before we all have to relive your night with that beast,” Hawk finally gives up and tells her. The guys laugh, but when Kira gets close to me, I grab her pussy, jerk her close to me, and then yank her into my lap.
She can sit here to eat her breakfast.
“You have chairs for a reason,” she mumbles, grabbing the glass of juice in front of me.
“Yeah? And I have a goddamn dick I could stick up your ass if you wanna get mouthy.” Sliding my hand around her waist and up to her chest, I grab her nipple and pull roughly. Yeah, just enough to cause a sting.
“Ruger,” she warns me.
“Who the fuck do you belong to?”
“Stop it, Ruger. This isn’t funny.”
“You better answer me,” I growl, pulling harder. I know it’s painful but I also know she fucking likes it. I can practically feel her pussy dripping into my lap.
“Oh for fuck’s sake! You two are some sick individuals,” Hawk says, making the guys laugh. Everyone but me that is.
“Who do you belong to, darlin’?” I whisper against her ear. Her body shudders before she gives up.
“You. Happy now? I belong to you,” she snaps. Pressing a kiss to her neck, I go back to my meal as though nothing happened.
“So, you wanna fill us in?” Hawk asks once more. I shovel more food into my mouth and swallow.
“Know a girl down south. Her sister was taken and her little boyfriend has a cousin missin’ too. Both assumed dead but both were under Ortega. He wants revenge and is willin’ to open up and help us out. Gettin’ someone lined up to head in before us,” I inform the table. Kira tensed in my lap when I said I had a girl down south. I know I’m eventually going to have to tell her about Maria but not this second. Too many other things need to be handled and figured out before we get into that line of shit.
“You trust this guy?” Draven asks, narrowing his eyes at me. I shrug, take another bite and glance around.
“Don’t know much about him. I trust Maria though. Her word goes a long way with me,” I tell them. The guys nod as Kira mumbles, “I bet it does.”
Sensing the hostility in her, I slide my hand around her neck and squeeze. Her fork drops to the table as everyone watches this little scene unfold.
“You got a problem, Kira?” I ask nearly in a whisper. She wiggles in my lap trying to get herself free of my hold. Yeah, good fucking luck.
“Let go of me,” she says through gritted teeth. There she is. My little spitfire who wants to raise hell with me. Tightening my hold, I shift so that she can turn to look at me.
“Thought I made myself clear when I said I wasn’t lettin’ you go. Not now, not ever.” The hiss that escapes me doesn’t go unnoticed. I see Crow looking to Hawk and Smokey as I keep hold of her. Shit may get out of hand if she doesn’t calm her ass down.
“Why not? You have Maria.”
Fucking look at her. Taunting me to do something. I do too. I stand, swinging her around by her neck so that she’s standing in front of me, eyes wide but still dancing with rage.
“Yeah, I fucked her. Many fuckin’ times in the past. You hear that part? The fuckin’ past! You wanna drag up the old dirt? We can do that, but I promise you baby, you ain’t gonna like one fuckin’ word that comes out of my mouth,” I say, my face mere inches from hers. My tone is deadly. She’s pushing my buttons and she isn’t going to like the outcome.
“Why don’t we calm the fuck down!” Hawk roars. My eyes never leave hers. When she calms the fuck down, I will too.
“Fine. Keep your past, Ruger. I don’t fucking want it,” Kira snaps. She grabs my wrist and I let her pull it from her neck, but when she tries to walk away, I grab her and yank her back. She kicks and fights me but I drag her ass back to the table and drop her in the chair.
“Get the fuck up one more time and see if I don’t chain you to our bed,” I warn her. Her eyes flash to mine and I know what she heard. Our bed. That’s what the fuck it is now. It’s ours. Something passes over her features and she instantly calms. Maybe I need to say that shit more often.
Chapter 24
“Now that you sick fucks got that out of your systems, can we go over the plan?” Hawk asks looking between the two of us. I nod my head with a smile on my face. She will learn one way or another.
“Jorge has a girl gettin’ set up to go in. Maria is too obvious. She works at a club that Ortega owns.” As the words leave Crow’s mouth, Kira tenses again. I lean in and bite her earlobe. Just a little warning bite. “He thinks the girls are being held on a ship right off the coast. Easy access but they can be moved when the time is right. From what intel he gave, he keeps some as prizes, the rest he sells off. Shipments usually go out every four to six months. He doesn’t just take any girl. He scouts. Picks and chooses who he wants.” Crows eyes come to rest on Kira before flicking back to Hawk’s.
“So, there’s a damn good chance Angie is on that boat?” he asks.
My heart feels heavy in my chest. Kira’s hand slides over, gripping mine. It’s the most innocent thing, but it feels like the world just shifted and gave me clarity.
“Yeah. She may be,” I add.
“What’s stoppin’ us from movin’ in then?” Smokey looks around the table and each of us.
“Nothin’. We pack up, we ride down south, and meet up with Jorge’s girl. She gets on the ship, alerts us where to go, and we’re game,” Crow says with a shrug. If only it were that easy.
“Use me. I can get Ortega’s attention better than some stripper. He will be so wrapped up in finding me again that he won’t blink an eye when you guys board.” Of everything I have said to this woman and she still has the balls to open her mouth. What the fuck am I going to do with her? I snatch my hand out of hers and shove out of my chair.
“Crow, get me the fuckin’ chains out of the dungeon.” I’m done playing this game with her.
“Ruger,” Smokey says in a warning tone. Fuck this shit.
“Smokey. Don’t think she’s gettin’ involved in this shit again! It’s not happenin’.” Pulling my hand through my hair, I tug the ends. No way in hell is she getting near that motherfucker again. I grab the chair in front of me for balance before I lose it and break someone’s neck.
“She might be useful,” Draven says. The fucking nerve of that son of a bitch.
“Maybe Lia will be. Huh? Should we send her in? She’s good at undercover shit, yeah?” Look at me pushing his goddamn buttons. The motherfucker’s face reddens as I stare him down. I know Kira would be helpful. I know what she said is right, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let that shit happen. No way in fuck is she going into harm’s way.
“That’s enough! Both of you! The risk of puttin’ Kira back in there is too high. We all know it!” Hawk growls, pulling everyone’s attention, including Kira’s.
“You will not shut me out of this, Hawk. You brought me in here to help and I’m going to do just that. You can all fuck off if you think for one goddamn second that I’m not going.” Her arms cross over her chest. Her body becomes stone. My dick isn’t far behind. Watching that fire blaze in her eyes does something to me. It puts her on a whole different level for me. Denying Kira the right to put her past where it belongs is wrong. Cocking my head to the side, I watch her stand there in defiance. Her head’s held high. She knows what she wants so who the fuck am I to tell her no?
“Kira.” I say her name until she looks over her shoulder at me. When she looks me in the eyes, she slowly turns to face me fully.
“I’d never forgive myself if anything happened to you. I wouldn’t know how to live with that.” She watches me intently, waiting to see what else I have to say. “If I didn’t let you handle the past in your own way, I’d just be holdin’ you back the way he is. I can’t be like him, Kira. As much as I want to tie you down and hold you against your will, I’m not him.” Her eyes widen as I stand here as calm as ever.
“What are you saying?” she asks, her arms slowly falling to her side.
“I’m sayin’ if you get on that ship and somethin’ happens to you and you die, I’m right behind you. I’m sayin’ that if you can’t handle it, you let me know and I’ll make sure you are off that boat and safe before I take another step
. I’m fuckin’ sayin’ that you are mine and if he lays a goddamn hand on you-”
I don’t get to finish that sentence. Kira leaps into my arms, her own wrapping around my neck. Her warmth breath dances over my skin to the point it feels like she’s burning me with her mark. Nothing else matters in this moment. Just her and the fact that I have her.
“Well, now that’s settled. Let’s get ready to handle this shit.” I hear Hawk snark from somewhere in the room.
Ignoring his words, I hold tight to Kira. I walk us backwards, away from the guys, turning to press her into the wall. My lips find hers in a hungry kiss. When I finally pull away, she looks dazed.
“I mean it. You ain’t feelin’ it, you’re out, Kira. It’s hard enough to know that Angie might be dead already but I can’t lose you too,” I tell her, my forehead pressed to hers. She nods her head before kissing me once more.
“Thank you, Ruger. I need to see this through. A part of me does still feel like it’s in the past with him and I hate that I feel this way. It’s the part of me I want to carve out and watch it bleed, but I can’t.”
Her words are honest and the naked truth. I know that part of her better than she does.
“You got that chance; I won’t stop you. It’s not my place to step in and take that away from you as much as I want to. You make your own choices on this one, but once it’s over, you will give me everything. Got me?” Kira smiles and nods her head. It isn’t like I don’t already have every physical part of her, but I want her mind to be mine too. Everything about her belongs to me, she just doesn’t realize it yet.
“A lot of people have tried to make choices for me. Even you. And some I let slide because you’re right - I need that at times but this is something more. He ruined parts of me that I can never get back.”
I nod my head. I know that. I’ve tried to patch those parts up for her but she can’t heal until she has closure.
