Allegiance (The Chicago Defiance MC Series Book 8)

by K E Osborn

  A spark shoots from my lips straight to my cock. My hands trace up her arms, then slide around against her back, one looping in her hair. My fingers grip, tightening my hold as my tongue collides with hers.

  I want her.

  I need her.

  Every single inch of her.

  Our tongues slam together in a flurry of passion. I wasn’t sure I would ever kiss Lily again, and now I’m kissing her like it’s the last time I will ever see her.

  Hungry.

  Needy.

  Insatiable.

  I spin us around and hoist her up on the desk knocking the trophy to the carpet, but it doesn’t stop our frantic kissing. Her legs wrap around my waist pulling my hips against hers. My cock begins to grow hard instantly with Lily’s playfulness.

  Lily was a mess when she got here. She was in no fit state to do anything, but knowing she’s accepted by my brothers, by my family, by me, well, it’s made her come alive, and fuck if I’m not grateful for that fact.

  Her hands slide up under my cut, her fingers gently easing it off my shoulders. It falls from my body, and she catches it before it hits the floor.

  The fact she even did that has my cock throbbing in my pants as she places it on the desk next to her carefully. A deep growl emanates from my chest in satisfaction of her care toward my cut. My fingers loop in her hair, yanking her head back, her pale skin open to me.

  Lily’s chest heaves with my show of dominance. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re panting for me, Lily.” My lips move to her neck kissing her hard, my teeth grazing her tender skin.

  “I forgot to tell you how much of a turn-on it is to see you in your cut.”

  My head snaps up to look at her. Lily’s eyes are hooded with lust as another low, throaty growl leaves my mouth. “Fuck, Lily!”

  Letting go of her hair, my hands race down to her suit pants, frantically unbuttoning them. After hearing something like that, I need inside of her. Now! No fucking around.

  Her ass lifts off the desk to help me in my plight. I yank her pants and panties down and off. Her ballet flats dropping at the same time, leaving her sitting on my desk with only her ruffled shirt still on her body.

  Lily’s hands race out to my belt, making quick work of my pants as I kick out of my boots. She slides my jeans over my ass, and I bend down to take over pulling my jeans off completely, then stand back up in front of her.

  Our eyes lock.

  I never thought I’d be back with Lily and definitely not at the club.

  I thought we were done. I honestly didn’t think I’d ever see her again, let alone be lucky enough to fuck her. I don’t think I can make the most of this right now. I need her. So, this is going to be quick. But you bet your ass round two is going to be long, slow, and intimate.

  This fuck, though, well, I hope she’s ready.

  My hands slide onto her thighs, her breathing quick as she stares at me. My fingers trail the insides of her thighs making her squirm at my touch as I lean in slamming my lips to hers.

  I don’t hold back.

  I let her know I mean business.

  The kiss is hard, forceful, and full of want and desire. I need Lily and the way she’s kissing me back just as vigorously, lets me know she needs me too. My finger presses on her clit. She’s swollen and ready for me. I slide up and down her folds then inside her. She whimpers into my mouth, and feeling her slickened warmth wrapping around me makes my cock jerk with apprehension.

  I have to get inside of her.

  I don’t think I can make this last any longer.

  My fingers slide in and out, stretching her until I feel her hips rocking back and forth against my hand. I know she’s worked up, but I can’t wait. I pull my hand from her. She whines a little, but as I pull back, I quickly grab my cock in one hand and one of her hips with the other.

  A smile lights her face. “Fuck me, Lift.”

  Hearing her say my name like that sends a new wave of hunger through me. I don’t hesitate to shove forward, ramming my cock into her opening. The moment my tip slides inside her, I feel her slickened tight warmth as it envelops me. I let out a deep groan, slamming my mouth against hers insatiably.

  She moans in my mouth as I fill her completely.

  Being inside of her feels like fucking heaven as I push to the hilt. Her legs tighten around my ass, pulling me closer—my needy woman. I pull back and then thrust deeply up inside her. She gasps as my hands clench tightly on her hips as I slam into her.

  My desk rattles and bangs against the wall as we begin to fuck. Hard.

  The pleasure rolling through me sends a shudder down my spine as her back arches, pushing her further onto my cock. Lily’s hand shoots up, gripping onto the shelf for support as we rock together needing all the friction we can get. The energy, the endorphins, being together again is exactly what I thought it would be.

  Absolutely. Fucking. Perfect.

  The sound of our bodies slapping together as we fuck filters through the room. My desk slams back and forth, our moans a symphony in the air as we work ourselves to a new height.

  Lily’s nails dig into my back as she scratches, sending waves of pleasure rolling through me. “Fuck! You feel so good.”

  She gasps as I pound into her forcefully needing that friction to continue, but the pressure builds quickly in my balls. I feel the tingling in the base of my spine working its way up. I knew this would be a quick fuck, but I need to make sure Lily’s satisfied as well. I mean we’re going to be doing this all night long, there’s no doubt about that, but I’m not leaving her dissatisfied our first time back in the sac, so to speak. So, I change my angle, pumping up inside of her to make sure I hit the right spot.

  She lets out a deep moan.

  Her head throws back in the throes of passion.

  Oh, yeah, there it is. My girl’s ready.

  I push deeper, circle, and thrust. “Come, Lily. Now,” I demand.

  Her body begins to tremble against me, and I know she’s close. Both our bodies are slickened with sweat as her breathing quickens. Her eyes clench, her pussy tightens around my cock, making me groan as her head falls forward into the crook of my neck while she rides the wave. I feel it, the moment it hits. Her body shudders, her muscles clench, her pussy clamps tightly around my cock like a vice almost sending me over the edge as she gasps. “Oh, God!”

  As her orgasm wracks through her body, I feel it start deep at the base of my cock sending a shudder through me. The tingle starts from the tips of my toes and rushes to my head. The wave of heat warms my body as my balls tighten so hard it’s almost painful. My hands clench into her hips as I pull her down on me, milking me for all I’m worth as my cock throbs, expands, and explodes my hot cum inside of her.

  “Fuuuck.” My entire body sags in undeniable contentment, my head falling to the nook of her shoulder as I pant for breath. Her hands smooth up my back as I come down from the best high of my damn life. “Holy fuck, Lily, you’re going to be the death of me.”

  She exhales, her hand running to the side of my face pulling me to look at her. “And you me… but if we go out like that, we will both die very, very happy.”

  I snort out a laugh, then pause looking into her eyes sincerely. “I’m glad you’re here.”

  She smiles. “Me, too, Lift. Me, too.”

  HAYLEY

  The Next Morning

  Vibe’s still struggling to come to terms with the fact that Lily’s here. It took a lot for him to talk to her last night, but with a gentle nudge in the right direction from me, he took that leap off the edge and made the first move—the right move. If I can step up and forgive Lily for her part in all this, if I can move past her involvement with Raphael, he damn well can too.

  Vibe has to stop being so damn stubborn with Lily and Lift. After all, she’s no longer representing the bastard, so what’s the issue. Right?

  Friendships in this club are important. Vital. Actually, they’re not just friendships, they are a brotherhood. Vibe
and Lift need to straighten their shit out and do it now. It’s why I’m sitting in the clubroom on my own this morning, and Vibe is sitting by the entrance. I told him to grab Lift as he walks through, so they could have a heart to heart. It’s time they got back on track. I won’t have it any other way. I don’t want to be the reason they are at loggerheads anymore. I’m sure Lily doesn’t want to be a reason, either. Women shouldn’t come between men. And Raphael will not be a reason to let two brothers go against each other.

  I won’t stand for it.

  That asshole has taken enough.

  He won’t take a long-standing friendship as well.

  As I sip on my coffee, the kids run around the clubroom, chasing each other while Foxy talks with Sparx over their morning duties. Lala wrangles her twin girls, Riley and McKenna, as their older brother, Cooper, stands by them playing on his iPad.

  Torque, Trax, and Sensei mingle at the bar talking to Jazz and Nova, probably discussing today’s routine. A job I used to be involved in, but not anymore. Now, I’m no longer a club girl, I’m an Old Lady, and although the feeling’s foreign to me, I love it, nevertheless.

  I glance up to see Lift and Lily walking down the hall. Vibe grabs Lift as they walk out into the main room. I smile as Lift seems to relax with his best friend taking the time to talk to him. Lily appears lost, so I stand. “Lily,” I call out.

  There’s confusion on her face. The poor girl doesn’t know whether to leave the safety of Lift and come to me or to take off running in the other direction. There’s indecision in her eyes. Lift whispers something in her ear, and she leans in planting a kiss on his cheek then casually strolls over.

  I take a seat.

  Lily’s nervous.

  I am too.

  But if she’s going to be here with us, I need to put any previous assumptions aside and make friends with her. She extended an olive branch yesterday by coming here. The least I can do is take the damn twig. I wave my hand out in a gesture for her to sit. She does, and I smile at her warmly. “Did you sleep well?”

  A slow smirk appears on her face letting me know instantly that Lift and Lily had a very good night. “The bed is super comfy.”

  I figure if she’s going to be a part of this club, she’s going to need to get used to the way we do things. Who better to bring her into line than me? Right? So, I lean in. “They have extra spring in them if you know what I mean?” I wink at her.

  Lily tries to hide her smirk. “Am I that obvious?”

  I let out a small chuckle. “Girl, you’re practically glowing with a neon sign on your face saying ‘I rode Lift all night long.’”

  “I kinda did. I’m worn out this morning. I never knew it could be this good.” Suddenly, her eyes widen, and she gasps. “Shit! Sorry, is talking about… this stuff weird for you?”

  I relax back in my seat. “Actually, talking about someone else for once is kinda nice. Everything has been so focused on me, or the court case, or whatever… I feel like I’ve been drowning. But, with the help of the counselor, I’m slowly starting to swim.”

  “I’m sorry, Rowdy, for my hand in this. I was doing my job. I know it’s not an excuse and not a good enough reason, but I want you to realize it’s nothing personal. Being a defense lawyer took a lot from me, and I’m hoping now I’ve walked away, I can get some of me back.”

  I’ve heard her say it before, but this time we’re one on one, and she seems truly sincere. “Thanks. I know it wasn’t personal. I know you will get yourself back, you’re strong and determined, I can see it in your eyes.”

  “My eyes?”

  I sit forward linking my hands on the table. “Your eyes are very expressive. Like right now they’re telling me you’re in pain.”

  Lily blinks her glistening eyes a few times. I think to stop tears from flowing over. “You deserve so much. I hate that I was a part of any pain caused to you.”

  “No, don’t do that. This thing… this whole thing, Lily, if you want something to hate, look to Raphael. He’s the villain of our story.”

  Lily glances at the table. “I think out of all of us, you seem the most grounded…” she moves her eyes back up to look at me, “… and this happened to you. You’re one of the strongest women I’ve ever met, Rowdy. Honestly, I mean that.”

  My body floods with warmth from her words. Being strong is not something I thought I was for a while there. Pushing Vibe away when we get too close doesn’t feel like I’m strong at the moment, but I’m getting there.

  Physically, my scars will heal, and I’ll be able to get to a place where my boyfriend can touch me again. Mentally, the memories will fade, and I will make new ones where only Vibe is the man touching my body. I know I have a long way to go. I’m so damn grateful that Vibe’s patient and willing to work with me on this. That he hasn’t taken off and left me like a piece of vile flesh he can’t look at.

  Vibe doesn’t see me as anything other than his beautiful Old Lady, and for that, I am truly honored.

  “Where did you go just now?” Lily asks, her voice quiet so as to not disturb me.

  I glance up clearing my throat. “Just thinking about how lucky I am.”

  “Vibe’s protective of you. It’s a good attribute to have… I think you’re lucky, too.”

  I raise my brow at her. “Vibe? You like him? After everything he’s said?”

  She lets out a small laugh. “He offered me a branch last night, and he didn’t have to. Fuck, I wanted him to more than anything, so I’m gonna take it and run with it.”

  “Didn’t your parents ever tell you not to run with sticks?” I smirk.

  She giggles, it’s sweet. “They did, but I’m taking his offering. Vibe put it out there, and I am going to work hard on becoming friends. He’s going to be so sick of me, he’s going to want to hit me with that olive branch.”

  I burst out laughing. “Well, jokes on you ‘cause Vibe would never hit a woman, no matter how clingy she’s being.”

  “Awesome. How about you? Will you hit me for being a stage-five clinger?”

  “Never. And there’s no need to cling to me, Lily. We’re friends. You don’t need to try hard with me. We’re good, I promise.”

  Her body visibly relaxes. “So, club life, hey? Am I really going to like it here?”

  “Oh, girl, you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself in to.”

  “Is that a good thing?”

  “It’s the best thing.”

  “What’s going on over here then?” Sass quips as she drags out a seat next to Lily, the metal chair scraping on the cement loudly. She sits down as Foxy and the other ladies pile in around us.

  Lily opens her eyes wide at the invasion. She sits a little taller clearly wondering if this is a friend or foe visit.

  Foxy bursts out laughing as she rests a hand on Lily’s shoulder. “Oh geez, you should see your face, Lily. Relax, we’re here to ask how your first night went, not to gang up on you.”

  I waggle my brows suggestively at Sass, and she whistles. “Seems like we have a wild one here, ladies. You and Lift been doing the nasty?” Sass bumps into Lily’s shoulder.

  “C’mon, tell us. Most of us have kids, so our mornings are spoiled by diapers or rug rats jumping on our bed. Please give us something juicy so we can live vicariously through you,” Lala gushes.

  Lily giggles as Sparx leans forward. “Is his muscle as big as his muscles?” Then she raises her eyebrows up and down.

  Everyone bursts out laughing as Lily covers her mouth with her hand.

  “Sparx!” Foxy berates.

  Sparx shrugs. “What? Don’t tell me you haven’t wondered?”

  All the women’s heads turn to look at Lift at the same time, and Lily bursts out laughing catching his attention. Lift narrows his eyes on the group of insatiable women.

  “I will say this... his muscles are as big everywhere as you imagine they are.”

  “I knew it!” Sparx yells.

  “Ding, ding, ding… we have a winner,” Sass
chimes.

  “I wonder if he’s ever tried to lift a weight with it?” Lala murmurs with a giant smile.

  “Lala!” Foxy scolds again making us laugh as Lily looks up at the ceiling while raising a brow.

  “Lily’s totally trying to picture that in her mind right now,” I tease.

  Lily giggles as she slowly nods her head. “I so am. I bet he could.”

  Sass bursts out laughing so hard she almost falls off her chair. As the chair flies backward, Scratch grabs it and hoists her back up while shaking his head.

  “You women are making a scene,” Scratch states.

  I wink at him. “You’re just jealous ‘cause we’re not talking about you.”

  Scratch grabs a seat, yanking it out, and making himself comfortable. “Well, there’s still time. I mean, you can talk about my dashing good looks. Or the way my hair flows like a river—”

  “More like a sewer. When was the last time you washed your mane, Scratch? It’s starting to dreadlock,” Sparx mocks.

  He chuckles. “Thing is, m’lady… my woman likes my hair the way it is. And while it may look filthy, I do wash it regularly. Tiny likes the Momoa look I have going on right now.”

  I look him over.

  Scratch does have a Jason Momoa vibe about him, just a little more rugged if that’s possible.

  “Where is Tiny?” I ask about one of the other medical professionals that frequent the club these days.

  “She’s at the hospital. She’ll be back after her shift.”

  Foxy narrows her eyes on Scratch and exhales. “Scratch, you and my girl, Tiny, have been together for ages. When are you gonna make it official? Bring her in already? She loves it here. You obviously adore her. What’s the damn hold-up?”

  Scratch runs his fingers through his long locks of hair then he cracks his neck to the side. “Kids.”

  I raise my brow. Wow! This got deep fast.