Warrant (Righteous Outlaws #1)

by Savannah Rylan

  “Yes, it will.” Wrinkles formed on the bridge of her nose, and, while her will to fight was strong, the tears were stronger.

  “Then I won’t tell anyone,” I said, and her gaze met mine. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips and a laugh slipped out. It was the sweetest goddamned sound I had ever heard. It was pure, just like my Sunshine. I was afraid that, after everything, her pureness would be gone, but it was still very much a part of her.

  Tears mixed with laughter and I smiled, running my thumb gently across her cheek. I swiped away the wetness from her skin, and relished in her warmth. Loving how soft she was beneath my rough hands.

  “What do I do now?” she asked.

  I wished I could tell her. Make the hard decisions for her, so she wouldn’t have to carry the burden, but I couldn’t. This was all on her.

  “Whatever the fuck you want,” I finally said.

  She linked her fingers with mine, her grip tightening, as if she was trying to draw strength from me. She didn’t realize that she didn’t need my strength. She was a tough little thing on her own. “I have to talk to him,” she said.

  The problem was, I hadn’t taken my new deal with the doc to church yet. Once Aubree spoke with her father, our part of the deal was already squashed. We gave the doc our word that we wouldn’t tell his family. That we would keep his secret from getting out. By telling Aubree the truth, I betrayed my club.

  I could ask her to hold off. To give me time to get to the guys, and put an end to this, but that wasn’t an option. This wasn’t my game anymore. This was Aubree’s life, and she deserved to have control over it. She lived her whole life with people making decisions for her, and controlling everything she did. There was no way in fucking hell I was about to become one of them.

  “But not tonight,” she said. “Can I stay here with you?”

  “Always. However long you want to. This place is as much yours as it is mine. It might not be the mansion you’re used to, but it has a roof, a working bathroom, and me.” I winked, and another sweet laugh tumbled from her lips. She threw her arms around my neck, and I hugged her tightly.

  “I couldn’t ask for better,” she said, and, as her warmth mixed with mine, I swore to myself that I would never let her go.

  Cash

  I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, and ran a hand over Aubree, curled up into my side. We were on the floor still, and must have fallen asleep. I scanned the room, unfortunately a career hazard, making sure we were alone. Those goddamned pain pills knocked me the fuck out.

  Aubree looked so peaceful, and I didn’t want to wake her. She had a rough day, and needed her sleep. I managed to sit up, resting my back against the couch, but not letting her go. A whimper rumbled up her throat, and her body twitched.

  I ran my fingers along her hair, hoping to soothe her and wash away whatever was going on in her mind. Her body twitched again, but this time a little more violently. She twisted and turned, rocking back and forth in my arms.

  “Sunshine,” I said, shaking her arm. “Wake up.”

  She continued flailing and pain etched at the corner of her eyes. “No!” she cried out, her breaths coming in short loud gasps. Her fingers clawed at me, and I gripped her wrists, holding on as tight as I could.

  “Aubree.” I shook her harder, trying to bring her back to me, ignoring the pain it caused in my arm. “Aubree!”

  Her eyes shot open wide, and she scrambled to sit up. She looked at me, and, suddenly, all the emotions she had been holding back exploded. I grabbed her shoulders and drew her against me with my good arm. “It’s okay. Shh. Shh. It’s okay.” I ran my hand across her back in long, calming circles.

  When she pulled back, I took her chin between my fingers. “What was that about?”

  She smirked and then shrugged. “A side effect of killing a man.”

  “This happens a lot, then?”

  “Every night. Sometimes, he kills me before I wake up. Other times, I win and I get the shot. The worst though… the one that scares me the most… is when he kills you and there’s nothing I can do. I watch you bleed to death. Watch the life drain from your body as he strangles me. At that point in my head, I’m begging him to kill me. To take away the pain, but he never does. He holds me in place, and makes me watch you slip away from me completely.”

  I snaked my hand around her head, bringing her forehead to mine. “That will never happen. You’re safe now. I would never let anything happen to you. I promise.”

  “I don’t care about me. I couldn’t live if something happened to you. Promise me, that no matter what, you will always come back to me.”

  It was a promise I didn’t know if I could keep. In my life, tomorrow was never guaranteed, but, if Aubree was choosing me, I would always find a way back to her. “I promise.” She crushed her lips to mine, plunging her tongue into my mouth. With my good arm, I grabbed her ass and hoisted her into my lap.

  “This time, we’re not getting interrupted,” I growled against her lips. Everything around us faded away as I allowed myself to get completely consumed by my Sunshine. I knotted my fingers in her hair, and pulled her back from my mouth.

  I dragged my tongue down her neck, showing her that I was going to taste every inch of her. Savor her sweetness, and take all that she was willing to give me.

  I slowly moved down her body, hooking my fingers in her shirt, and yanking it out of my damn way. My gaze swept over her, taking in the red lace bra. “New?” I asked, running a finger along the edges.

  Her teeth slid over her lip and, damn, if that didn’t turn me on. “Do you like it?”

  I clasped her hips and moved her beneath me. “Fucking love it,” I growled, tracing my tongue where my finger just was, and bringing my mouth back to hers. I kissed her and coaxed her lips open to let me in. I nipped gently at her lip, and then continued my way down her body.

  I cupped her tit, molding it between my hand, loving the feel of lace against my skin. I skimmed my lips across her forehead, her nose, her cheeks and her chin, dragging my mouth ever so slowly down her neck. I pressed a kiss to her shoulder, pushing the red strap down her porcelain skin.

  “Take this off,” I said, tugging at her shorts.

  She slipped them off, and tossed them aside, revealing matching panties. All the blood rushed to my cock, and I unsnapped her bra, letting the cups fall from her perfect tits.

  She sucked in a quick rush of air, as I bent my head and took her nipple between my teeth. I pinched the other one in sync with the laps of my tongue. Aubree arched into me, pressing her center against my raging hard on.

  “Do you feel how hard I am for you?” I asked, and she responded with a sexy as hell moan.

  Her hand slipped beneath the waistband of my jeans, and she cupped my cock. I sucked in a sharp breath as the cool touch of her hand settled around my shaft. “I want to taste you,” she said, a plea in her eyes to give her exactly what she asked for. “I’ve never…I’ve never done it before. I want to be dirty for you.” She blinked up, her innocence fading to a sexy little vixen. “Please.”

  I unzipped my pants, and let my dick spring free. I stood up to give her better access, ripping my shirt off and discarding it. The corner of her lips curled up as she crawled toward me. Her small fingers wrapped around my thickness, as she touched her tongue to my tip, tracing slow toe-curling circles.

  She pulled back, opening wide, and sliding her pretty little virgin lips onto my throbbing cock. Her head drew back, her tongue swirling as it went. My fingers knotted in her hair as the pressure began to build in my balls.

  Her head continued to slide up and down, each time taking a little more of me until my cock hit the back of her throat. She choked around my thickness, the vibrations sending goddamned chills up my spine. I held her hair, and gently eased her back. She grabbed my base, and brought her mouth back down my shaft, greedily sucking and taking every hard inch.

  Her lips tightened as she went up, strengthening her grip on my base. I needed to
taste her, too. The desire grew with each swipe of her tongue. I bent down, grabbing her waist, ignoring the pain coursing through my arm and flipped her upside down. I held her up as her mouth found my cock. I ripped the red lace out of my way and sunk my tongue into her sweet cunt.

  Cries of pleasure muffled around my cock, and it only fueled my hunger for her. I lapped her juices, loving how fucking wet she was for me. I flicked my tongue across her clit, and her body arched, her tight little pussy rubbing back and forth against my mouth.

  Spit dripped down my cock onto my balls. She tore her mouth from me, and used her spit as lube, stroking my shaft before guiding it back into her mouth.

  I walked us to the bedroom, my cock pushing deep in her mouth with each step I took. I dug my fingers into her ass, spreading her wide, and sinking my tongue in as far as I could.

  When I got to the bed, I eased her mouth off of me, afraid that, if I didn’t, I would shoot my load in her mouth. I laid her down on the bed, and quickly spun her with my good arm, until her ass was at the edge of the mattress. I dropped to my knees, and dove back in, licking and tasting every last drop.

  “You taste so fucking sweet, Sunshine,” I said, pulling away from her pink pussy, and swiping my tongue back against her clit.

  Her body arched again, pushing her cunt flush against my mouth. I planted my hand on her stomach, and pressed her down into the mattress, as I thrust a finger into her wetness.

  “Oh my God!” she cried out, her hands finding my head, and holding on for the ride.

  I worked my finger in and out of her, her juices soaking me and making my skin glisten. I pulled out of her slowly, and held them up to her. “Do you see how wet you are for me?”

  Her eyes fluttered open, heavy with lust and desire. “Always,” she said, wrapping her hand around my wrist, and dragging me to her. She brought my fingers to her mouth, and I ran them across her lips. Her tongue snaked out, and she ran it up and down my pointer, before taking two in her mouth. She sucked my fingers like she did my cock, and then pulled away.

  I dragged them down her lip, chin and neck before thrusting them back into her pussy. Her hands smacked down on the mattress, her fingers digging into the comforter and balling it in her fists.

  “I need you inside of me. Now. Please, Cash.”

  I swiped my tongue against her clit one more time, before sucking on the swollen nub. Her body convulsed beneath me. I stood, wedging my leg between hers, and spreading her wide, before shoving my cock deep into her tight cunt.

  Her body pushed against mine, and I tucked my bad arm under her, holding her tight against me. I rested my forehead on hers, wanting to see the lust in her eyes. How much pleasure I brought her by being buried deep inside her.

  Her nails dug into the skin of my back, and she held on, as I plunged in and out of her. It wasn’t enough, though. I needed more. I captured her lips with mine; shoving my tongue past the divide, and plunging into her mouth.

  She groaned and arched, her body taking everything I was giving her. Absorbing every thrust and blow, and begging for more. She caused an insatiable hunger inside me, and I didn’t think I’d ever get enough. I clasped her hips, and flipped until she was on top riding my cock hard.

  I looked up at her and her perfect tits, bouncing as she rocked into me, her long brown hair cascading down her back. She was like a fucking angel hovering above me. “You’ve destroyed me,” I said, holding her hips, and letting her take complete and total control. “All I’ll ever want is you.”

  She bent down, her tits grazing my chest. Her hand grabbed my face, and she held me close to her. “And you’ll have me,” she said. “If I have to choose, I choose you. Always.”

  I sat up, taking her face in my grip, and kissing her hard and long. I slid to the side of the bed, and our hips synced, rocking back and forth.

  In that moment, I realized I wasn’t fucking some girl. I was making love for the very first time in my life. I rested my hand on the back of her head, kissing her forehead, her nose and finally her lips.

  I poured myself into that kiss, showing her everything I couldn’t say. Her pussy tightened around me, and I rocked into her until she spiraled over the edge. The pressure in my balls built up until I couldn’t hold it back anymore, and exploded, shooting my load deep inside her.

  Neither one of us moved. We stayed wrapped in each other, holding onto the moment, savoring every second since we never were able to before.

  “We’ve only known each other for a short time,” Sunshine said, pressing a line of kisses on my shoulder. She looked up locking eyes with mine. “But I think I’m falling in love with you. And, maybe that’s crazy, but you make me feel things I’ve never felt before. Make me feel alive and…”

  I kissed the words right off her mouth, looking for the strength to finally say all that shit I was feeling. I pulled back. “You’re not crazy, Sunshine. I fucking feel it too.”

  Her lips captured mine, and we spent the night tangled in each other.

  Aubree

  The sun was shining, which wasn’t too out of the ordinary for this time of year, but it was for the mood I was in. Last night was nothing short of amazing, but now I had to return to reality. I had to go see my father, and let him know that I knew the truth. I knew who he really was. Knew that the perfect life he pretended we had was a complete and utter lie.

  I sat on Cash’s steps in the same clothes as last night, waiting for him to finish in the shower. I had already had my chance, and pulled my wet hair out of my face, braiding it to the right side.

  The fresh air was helping me clear my head and prepare myself for the day. Once today was over, life as I knew it would never be the same. I had no idea what to expect; everything was so uncertain.

  The door opened and Cash stepped out, his motorcycle boots making a loud thud on the wooden porch. The chain that hung from his pants jingled as he walked. He knelt down beside me, and lit a cigarette. “You ready to do this?” he asked, taking a long drag.

  He blew the smoke out, and I watched it swirl around in the air before disappearing. I wondered what it would be like to just vanish, but then I quickly let the thought slip away. I wasn’t one to hide. Not anymore at least. If you hid, you held yourself back, and that was the last thing I wanted. I wanted to move forward.

  “I’m ready,” I said, getting to my feet, and running a hand over my backside.

  Cash was coming with me for moral support, though he said he would stay in the car. It was better that way. If Dad saw him, I wouldn’t even have a chance to talk. He would go after Cash and blame him for everything. I wasn’t going to let him turn the tables. This was on him, and he needed to know that.

  “Want me to drive?” Cash asked, and I knew that was best. Who knew what shape I would be in once I walked out of my parents’ house and didn’t look back?

  “Can you? I mean, with your arm.”

  “I took some pain pills. I’m pretty used to the pain now. Besides, if you’ll be pressed up against me, how can I feel bad?”

  I nodded. “Okay, then.”

  “Come on. We’ll take the bike.” Cash handed me a helmet, and I realized it wasn’t his. This one had a yellow sun on the back. He bought me a helmet. It was such a simple thing, but it meant the world to me.

  “I told you, Sunshine. I will always protect you.” He took the helmet from my hands, and placed it on my head, adjusting the strap beneath my chin. He pressed a chaste kiss to my lips before turning back on the bike and putting his own helmet on.

  We took off, the roar of the engine just barely drowning out my thoughts. It was a long drive out of Black Hills, and then over the bridge to the secluded town I grew up in. Cash brought the bike to a stop a couple houses away from mine, and killed the engine.

  I removed the helmet, and took a deep breath. Dad’s Range Rover was parked in the driveway, which meant he hadn’t left for his tee time.

  There was no going back now, and that was okay. I was done looking back. The only
path for me was moving forward. I kicked off the bike, and Cash grabbed my arm, tugging me back to him. He held my face and kissed my forehead. “Good luck. I’ll be here for however long you need.”

  I walked away, holding my head high, channeling the strength I needed to get through this. I was just about to pass the Robinson’s driveway, when a million cars, some with lights, others without, came racing down the street.

  What the hell was going on? They barreled past me, pulling into my parents driveway, and up on the front lawn, completely surrounding the house.

  Officers jumped out of the cars, running toward my house.

  A hand clamped down on my arm, and yanked me back. I landed hard against Cash’s chest. “What’s happening?” I cried out. He hugged me to him, but I ripped away, turning back to the chaos as officers with guns kicked down the door to my childhood home.

  Fear consumed me and my legs froze in place. I couldn’t move.

  “We need to go. Now!” Cash yelled, guiding me back to his bike.

  “No!” I screamed, ripping out of his grip. “I can’t. I need to know what’s happening. I need to make sure my family is okay.”

  His arms wrapped around my stomach, and he picked me up, carrying me away. “No!” I yelled, kicking and flailing. I managed to break loose and I ran. Ran toward my house, my family.

  Cash’s hand latched onto my shoulder, pulling me back. He couldn’t stop me. I needed to know. Needed to make sure my family was okay. My head spun with so many thoughts. I couldn’t seem to get a single one to form.

  “Look at me!” he demanded, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t take my eyes off of what was happening. Cash shook my shoulders. “Aubree! Look at me!”

  I snapped my attention to Cash and, once my eyes met his, the frantic horror coursing through me began to calm.

  “We need to go.”

  Tears pricked my eyes, and I didn’t even try to force them back. “I can’t go. I need to know what’s happening.”