by Nina Levine
“Keep going,” I urged when he stopped, resting inside me.
He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and nipped it with his teeth before looking up at me. “Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”
Running my fingers through his hair, I said, “I want you to let loose. Forget everything in the moment and be an animal. I want it to hurt a little, but the kind of hurt that feels so fucking good.”
“Fuck, woman.” He drew my other nipple into his mouth and bit it harder, eliciting a cry of pain from me. Meeting my gaze again, he said, “You want it to hurt like that?”
I nodded. Oh, God, how I wanted it to hurt like that.
He moved fast then, rearing back so he could flip me onto my stomach. Scooping his hands around my hips, he pulled my ass up so I was bent at the waist with my head down, elbows on the bed holding me up. Gripping my hips tightly, he positioned himself behind me, and pushed his cock inside.
Fuck.
I loved it when he took me from behind. And he knew it. Especially how much I loved him pulling my hair. But this time, he didn’t stop to reach for my hair. He did exactly what I’d asked him to do, and fucked me like a savage while holding my hips, his fingers digging in hard.
After we were finished, I collapsed on the bed where I was. Unable to move, and fighting to catch my breath, I was spent. Devil crashed next to me, his body curling around mine, his arms holding me close. We fell asleep like that, and while I was emotionally wrecked by the events of the last two days, I felt protected by him.
I felt like I was exactly where I was meant to be.
28
Devil
“From what I can work out, and from what Bronze has reported back to me, we got every last one of those motherfuckers last week,” King said during Church the week after we destroyed the Silver Hell clubhouse and everyone in it.
“So that means we’re down at least one enemy,” Hyde continued. “Next on the list is Marx. After that, when the feds are done with him, we take down Gambarro.” He glanced around the packed room. “People need to be reminded that Storm isn’t to be fucked with.”
Cheers erupted at that, but King kept the meeting moving. “Ghost has also been dealt with, so he won’t be an issue going forward. And—”he eyed me—“I’ve sorted Bronze out, too. He’s committed to the club again.”
Once he’d caught everyone up, he discussed other club business that needed taking care of. Twenty minutes later, everyone filed out except for Hyde, Nitro and me.
Looking at King, I asked, “How the fuck did you get Bronze back on side?”
“I pointed out to him that he could walk away from the club all he liked, but it wouldn’t sort his problem out with you dating his sister.”
I was still confused. “How?”
“He’s got no dirt on you, Devil, no evidence of anything you’ve done. So even if he tries to bring the club down, you’re still free. Free to be with his sister.”
“Jesus, he must have been pissed off about that.”
“Yeah, he wasn’t too happy, but it’s sorted out now.”
“How’s Kick?” Nitro asked. “You heard any more from him about Evie?”
“Yeah, the doctors are keeping her in hospital. Possibly for the rest of her pregnancy depending on her blood pressure. Kick seems to think they might deliver the baby early. But he said she’s doing well besides that. He’s coming back tomorrow.”
“Thank fuck,” Hyde murmured, as if it was important to him that Kick was returning.
King picked up on it, too. “What’s going on, Hyde?”
“I’m going to need some time off.”
“Why?”
“I’ve got some family stuff I need to take care of.”
King rubbed the back of his neck. He seemed frustrated. “What family stuff? I’ve always been under the impression you didn’t have any family, Hyde. You’ve been all over the fucking—”
“My wife.”
We all stood in shocked silence. I was certain none of us had seen that coming.
“You’ve got a wife?” King asked. “I’ve known you for fourteen years and you’ve never once mentioned a wife.”
“Yeah, a wife. A daughter, too.”
“Fuck, Hyde. Why haven’t you ever told us about them?”
Hyde seemed uncomfortable discussing this, but he forced himself to continue. “I haven’t seen them for fourteen years.” His voice dropped when he added, “But they need me now, and I need to do this. I know the timing is shitty, but—”
King cut him off. “No, you should go. Family is important. When will you be back?”
“I don’t know. It depends on whether they accept my help.”
“Okay, now I’m really fucking confused,” King said, “Why wouldn’t they?”
Hyde took a deep breath, and when he answered King, I heard emotions in his voice I’d never heard from him before, mostly regret and anguish. “They think I’m dead.”
Epilogue
Devil
3 months later
“Kylie! Adam! Uncle Dom is here,” Sonya yelled out as I stepped through the front door of her house, before I’d even had time to say hello to her.
I chuckled. “Are they giving you hell today?”
She made a hand movement to signal she was pulling her hair out. “Like you wouldn’t believe. Thank God you two are here now.”
Hailee followed me in, laughing, too. Moving to Sonya, she embraced her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “You’re looking good, babe,” she said.
“I’ll be looking a whole lot better after you and I get to the hairdresser next week, that’s for sure. Is Leona coming with us?”
“No, she’s got an appointment with her doctor. She’s finally pregnant!”
“That’s fantastic news,” Sonya said, just as happy for her as Hailee was.
Hailee opened the fridge and found room for the caramel mudcake she’d made Sonya for tonight’s dessert.
Sonya spotted it, her eyes lighting up. “Did you make me what I think you made me?”
Hailee grinned. “Yeah, your favourite.”
Sonya made her way to where Hailee stood and threw her arms around her. Looking at me, she said, “The best day of my life was the day you met this woman. Don’t ever make me have the worst day of my life, okay?”
“Fuck, no. I’m not planning on it.”
From the minute I’d introduced the two women in my life, they’d bonded as if they were sisters. They had so much in common it wasn’t funny. Some days I felt like I had to fight my sister-in-law to get time alone with my woman.
The kids came running out, both of them throwing their arms around Hailee. I wasn’t the favourite anymore. Well, not unless I turned up with presents.
“Auntie Hailee, come see my room!” Adam exclaimed, trying to drag her down the hallway.
As he pulled her away from us, Sonya mouthed, “Sorry.”
My brows pulled together. “Why?”
She moved closer so she could speak softly. “I know you’re always telling me to tell them not to call her that, but they love her so much they want her to be their aunt.”
“It’s all good. And it’s not that I don’t want them to call her that. I just never wanted her to feel pressured into it.”
Sonya’s eyes narrowed at me. “You say that like times are changing. Are they?”
I grinned as I pulled the ring out of my pocket and showed her. “Let’s just say that I’m all for pressuring now. Four months together is long enough for a marriage proposal, right?”
“Since when does Dominic Ford care what anyone else thinks? And by the way, good fucking job on that ring. She’s gonna love it.”
“You reckon?”
She paused for a moment, assessing me. “What? Are you concerned she won’t say yes?”
I scrubbed my hand over my face. “Fuck, I don’t know. No. Yes. Fuck it, maybe.”
She burst out laughing. “I never thought I’d see the day you were this pussy-
whipped that you were actually nervous about what your woman would say.”
“What is pussy-whipped?” Adam asked as he and Hailee stepped back in the kitchen.
Hailee’s lips twitched, but she remained silent.
“Well,” Sonya started, not seeming to know where to go after that.
Fuck it.
“It’s me. I’m pussy-whipped, but you can’t tell anyone, okay? It’s our secret. Only the four of us can know,” I said.
His eyes glittered with excitement. Adam loved secrets. “Okay, I won’t tell anyone.”
Sonya started laughing again and muttered, “Oh, God, that’s a classic, Dom.”
My eyes found Hailee’s. Unable to wait another second, I jerked my chin at her and said, “Get your ass over here, woman.”
She lifted a brow. “Really? You’re going all bossy on me today, Mr Pussy-Whipped?”
“Hailee,” I said in the low warning tone I used on her when she was about to get her ass spanked. “I want to ask you something.”
Sonya’s head whipped around and she stared at me in surprise.
“Okay, how about we meet in the middle,” Hailee said. “I’m not in a mood to be bossed today.”
I took the few steps to meet her in the middle. Sliding my hand over her ass, I growled, “Always making me work for it.”
Her smile lit the whole fucking room up. “Like I told you months ago, I’ve gotta keep you on your toes, bossman.”
I bent my mouth to her ear. “And like I told you, I live on my fucking toes.”
Her eyes sparkled. “Okay, what did you want to ask me?”
I shook my head. “No, I’ve changed my mind. I’m not asking. I’m bossing. And you’re not saying no to me.”
“Oh, really?” She gave me the look she reserved for when she was about to dig her heels in on something I wanted that she didn’t want to give.
I pulled the ring out of my pocket again and reached for her hand. Sliding it on her ring finger, I said, “We’re getting married. At the end of next month.”
I heard her sharp intake of breath.
I saw her eyes water.
And then I felt her mouth on mine, kissing me in the way she did when I’d done something she really liked.
When she ended the kiss, she squealed louder than I’d ever heard anyone squeal. Flashing her ring at Sonya, she screamed, “We’re getting married! You’re stuck with me now, Sonny!”
I watched in amusement as the two of them hugged for much longer than she kissed me. Crossing my arms over my chest, I said, “Should I be jealous of my own sister-in-law?”
Hailee moved back to me and threw her arms around me. “I love you so damn much. In fact, I think I fell in love with you on our first date. I have eyes for no one but you, not even for Sonya.”
I tightened my hold on her. “Baby, I fell in love with you in the back of that cop car. You were sitting there yabbering on about fucking greyhounds and gambling and fuck knows what else, and I knew you were the woman for me.”
“How did you know?”
I grinned. “Because for the first time in my life, I wanted to talk to a woman more than I wanted to get in her pants. I would have sat there all fucking day listening to you talk about dogs.”
Her face lit up at that. “And I would have jumped your bones if you’d have asked me to.”
I brushed a kiss across her lips and said, “I love you. Marry me, darlin’.”
She smiled. “I thought you’d never ask, bossman.”
Hyde’s Absolution
(Sydney Storm MC #4)
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