Girth (Marked Skulls MC Book 1)

by Savannah Rylan

  I felt naked under his glare. Like he could see right through me. I wanted to be enraged about the things he was saying, at the fact that he was taking these liberties with me. However, his nearness to my body was distracting. I felt like I couldn’t think straight anymore.

  “It’s hilarious how concerned everybody suddenly is. They should have stopped that man from pointing a gun at me instead!” I screeched and Girth came closer. He was closing in on me. A shadow fell over me as I craned my neck to look up at him. Despite how angry I was feeling, I could also sense a distinct sticky wetness in my panties. I had no idea why this was so sexy. I was supposed to be having a fight with him!

  “They didn’t know it was coming, and now they’re taking action. Just trust us!” he barked, raising his voice for the first time and I pouted my lips angrily at him.

  “I can’t trust them. I can’t trust anyone. My mother didn’t want this life for me. I don’t want this life for me!” I screamed and he stretched his hands out towards me. I gasped and screeched as his grip tightened on my waist and he was lifting me up in the air.

  The fantasy I had been having about him a few minutes ago, was coming true. But instead of pinning me to the wall and fucking me, Girth had lifted me up and thrown me over his left shoulder. He was carrying me to my bedroom and I tried to wriggle free, tried to push against his grip.

  “What are you doing? Let me go!” I pounded my fists on his back, as he pushed open the door of my bedroom and deposited me on the carpet.

  I stumbled on my feet, pulling my t-shirt down with a jerk. My belly had been exposed but Girth hadn’t even looked in my direction. He was walking out of my bedroom now.

  “What are you doing? Where are you going?” I screeched and I could still feel the warmth and strength of his arms on my body.

  “You can stay in here, and see what it feels like to be really locked up,” he grumbled and shut the door. I heard him turn the key in the lock from outside and I ran and banged on the door.

  “You can’t fucking do this! This is my house!” I screamed.

  “I’m not letting you out till you tell me what you want from your dad, and till you promise me that you’re going to stop resisting help,” I heard him say from the other side of the door.

  I gritted my teeth in anger and hissed. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled and then collapsed on the carpet. This was all dad’s fault, it was all his fault!

  “Lila…talk to me,” I heard Girth’s voice again, and this time he was speaking softly, gently and I could feel hot tears pricking the back of my eyelids again.

  Chapter 6

  Girth

  I was out on Lila’s hallway, on the other side of her bedroom door. I could hear her settling down on the carpet and I crouched down too. I felt strange, like I was floating outside my body. I wasn’t sure how I had managed to resist pinning her to the wall and fucking her.

  I hadn’t planned on lifting her up and carrying her to her bedroom. It had just happened and once I’d picked her up, I couldn’t stop. When I walked into her room, I had to resist every urge in my body to not throw her on the bed and pull down those teensy denim shorts of hers.

  She was soft and supple in my arms, as light as a feather. I’d be too big for her and if my cock was inside her, she’d walk funny for days. I wanted to hear her scream, I wanted to watch my cock entering her pussy inch by inch. I wanted to see what her face would look like when she came.

  I had no other choice but to walk out of her room. I needed to put some distance between us so I could think straight. This was fucking crazy!

  I had never experienced this before. This violent desperate urge to fuck a woman I couldn’t have. Firstly, there wasn’t supposed to be a woman I couldn’t have!

  I could see her shadow now, from under the door. I knew she was sitting on the carpet, with her back against the door.

  “Lila? I can sit here all day, if that’s what it takes to get you talking,” I said to her in a growl. I knew I would have been more angry at this, at her…I didn’t have the patience for this kind of shit, but Lila was too tempting. I couldn’t just walk away from her, no matter how much she resisted me. Besides, there was a job to do and I was trained to follow orders, no matter how difficult the task was.

  I had also realized that there was no point in arguing with Lila. She was good at it. My only chance at cracking her was to try a different angle.

  I heard her take in a sharp breath.

  “What do you want me to say?” she asked, in a softer milder voice and I got my hopes up.

  “Tell me what’s going on. What do you want from your dad? What will it take for you to accept our help?” I asked and pictured Lila’s wild blue eyes on the other side. Her cheeks were full, and her shoulders were slender. I imagined her in sexy lace underwear, and what her skin might taste like against my tongue.

  “I want to leave Orlando, okay?” she said flatly and I crossed my brows in confusion.

  “You want to leave home?” I asked and I heard her sigh.

  “Yes, that’s what I want to do. That’s what I’ve always wanted. I want to get as far away from the MC as I can. Even before all this happened, before I was almost killed, I had a feeling that it wouldn’t be safe here for me,” she said and despite how strong she was attempting to sound, I could hear the sadness in her voice.

  “Where do you want to go?” I asked.

  “Somewhere on the East coast maybe, Puerto Rico maybe? I don’t know. It doesn’t matter…dad would never let me,” she said and I touched the door, clenching my jaws. She didn’t sound like the mad bitch that she did some time ago. Her voice had sobered, she sounded sad and I felt a desperate urge to wipe that sadness away. I didn’t like the sound of her going away from Orlando; even though I had only just met her, and I was only here temporarily. And yet, I wanted to give her what she wanted, just so that she didn’t feel sad anymore.

  “You should ask your dad, I’m sure all he wants is for you to be happy,” I said, and I realized that I didn’t even sound like myself anymore. Who was this guy saying these words? What did I know about fathers and daughters? Mine was a drunk and a wife beater and had driven my mother to the bottle and me to the military. So, no, I fucking didn’t know what Lewis wanted for his daughter. All I knew I wanted was for Lila to stop being sad.

  “You don’t understand, Girth. Dad will never let me leave Orlando. It doesn’t matter to him that I nearly died here. He would never want me out of his sight,” she said and she almost sounded like a kid, who was angry that she wasn’t being allowed dessert before dinner.

  “But you don’t know that till you speak to him. Showing your anger and putting your life in danger by refusing protection isn’t going to help matters,” I said, surprising myself with my words again. Where was all this coming from?

  “I know what he will say. This is how he has been, at least since I can remember, since my mom died,” I heard her say and I clenched my fists to control my urge to open the door.

  “How has he been?” I asked and Lila sighed again dejectedly.

  “Overprotective, overbearing, like a mad man obsessed with keeping me to himself. He practically forbade me from working anywhere. The only place he allowed me to work was at his own auto body shop,” she said and I heard her turn and knock her forehead against the door gently.

  “I feel trapped, Girth, I feel suffocated in this city, in my own home. I love him and I love the guys, they mean the world to me, but I can’t wait to get away from them,” she added.

  “Girth?” she said my name softly when I hadn’t responded.

  “Yes, I’m here,” I replied and I pressed my temples with my fingers. I wasn’t hungover, but I could feel a headache coming on.

  “Will you help me?” she asked and I pressed my eyes close.

  “My job here is to keep you safe. I don’t know how I can help you with this. I don’t even really know your dad,” I told her. There was a si
lence between us, she was thinking.

  “I saw your patch. You’re from the Rogue Rebels aren’t you? You know Elwood. Maybe you can talk to him, my dad might listen to his friend,” she continued.

  “I’ll see what I can do, Lila. For now, your dad is right. You need to stay here where we can take care of your safety. That’s what I’m here to do and I’m not going to let anyone touch you,” I said, and I could hear my voice getting hoarse. I didn’t even know this woman and I was already making promises to her.

  There was silence between us again, and then I heard the sound of her sobs. She was crying!

  “Lila, what’s going on in there?” I thundered. I heard her sniff.

  “What do you think is going on in here? I’m crying!” she snapped and a soft smile grazed my lips. She was a strange one, and it was even stranger that she so easily made me smile.

  “Why are you crying?” I asked because I wanted to hear her voice again.

  “Because I’m sad and I feel helpless. I don’t want to live a life where I need a guy to protect me twenty-four-seven. I mean, you’re going to be following me around everywhere,” she said, in a soft whimpering voice.

  “I’m going to give you your privacy, I promise. You won’t even know I’m here. I just have to stay close so that I can keep an eye on you,” I said and stood up. It was like trying to take candy away from a child, but for some reason, I wasn’t even annoyed anymore. I liked talking to her.

  “But I want my own life, away from here, away from my dad and the MC. And if he doesn’t agree to that…I’m going to go crazy!” she exclaimed and I stepped away from the door.

  “Okay, I’ll give you some space. I’m sorry I barged in here like this. I’m going to open the door and then I’m going to go outside. You can take as much time as you want to get used to this, but I’m going nowhere,” I said and I turned the key in the lock.

  Slowly, I opened the door and found Lila standing on the other side. Her cheeks were flushed and there was a redness in her large blue eyes. She had wiped her tears away, which was good because I didn’t think I would have been able to bare to watch her cry.

  “I’m leaving now, you take as much time as you want,” I said and stepped away from the door. Lila stepped towards me quickly.

  “No!” she exclaimed and I stopped in my tracks. “I want you here. I like talking to you, you’re a good listener,” she said. That was the first time I was hearing those words come from a woman, hell, anyone for that matter!

  “Okay, what else do you want me to listen to?” I asked, as my gaze travelled from her face to her legs and her bare feet. She had that strange effect on me again. Just one look at her and I could feel my cock standing up in attention again.

  Lila smiled faintly now and she stepped closer to me.

  “Nothing. I have nothing else to say,” she said and she tipped her head back to look into my eyes. This was the hardest thing I’d done, keeping my hands off her. But she was my new boss’ daughter. I was her bodyguard. I shouldn’t even have been looking at her the way I was doing right then.

  I watched with hungry eyes as she lifted herself on the tips of her bare toes, her face was still nearly a foot away from mine.

  “I want you to kiss me now,” she said, in a soft whisper, soft enough for me to think that I’d misheard her.

  But I didn’t care. I didn’t want to clarify the point with her. My body was already reacting to her presence.

  I lowered my head towards her, and I grabbed her face in my hands. She gasped when my lips engulfed hers. She tasted like fresh fruit and I forced my tongue to part her luscious mouth.

  She kissed me back just as hungrily as I was kissing her. She was small and delicate, and my mouth was ravaging hers. She opened her lips wide to accommodate my tongue and my hands travelled from her cheeks to her slender pale neck. She reached for my shoulders as I bent myself towards her. She was clinging to me as I kissed her ferociously. I didn’t care anymore who she was or what my job was. All I could think about was how hot she was and how I had to have her.

  Chapter 7

  Lila

  Girth was kissing me and I was enjoying every second of it. My body was on fire, while his hands travelled down my neck to the front of my t-shirt. He was still kissing me when he cupped my breasts. They were small in the palms of his hands. I couldn’t believe this was happening. It was probably the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced.

  I reached for his chest. I could feel his chiseled abs through the thin fabric of his black t-shirt. He grabbed my waist and yanked me closer to him. I landed with a thud on his chest, and my hands dropped down, traveling down his abdomen to the front of his pants.

  Girth pulled his mouth away from mine, tugging my bottom lip deliciously as he parted from me.

  “We need to stop this right now, Lila,” he growled and I looked into his eyes and smiled.

  “Why? Because it would make my dad mad?” I asked and my hands grazed the throbbing bulge in his pants.

  “I’m supposed to be keeping an eye on you,” he growled and I bit down seductively on my lip. His hands were on my waist still, warm and large, big enough to squeeze my ass if he wanted to. I wanted him to.

  “You think I need a babysitter?” I asked and I realized how small I was in his wide arms, against his big body. Girth’s golden brown eyes looked like they were on fire now. His beard was scruffy and had left a burn around my mouth. I wanted him to kiss me again, I wanted to feel that tingle of his rough beard on my skin.

  I started unzipping his pants and Girth released me from his grip.

  “No, stop, we shouldn’t be doing this,” he grunted and I could see the anger in his eyes. Was he angry with me for tempting him or was he angry with himself for giving in to his desires so easily? I didn’t care. I wanted him and I was determined to have him.

  “Do you always do what you’re told?” I asked him, stepping towards him again. Girth’s back was to the wall, and it was thrilling to see a man, so strong and big like him cowering from me. I was the one feeling powerful now and I could see that he was defenseless against my powers of seduction. I wanted more of that. I wanted to make him putty in my hands.

  “Yes, I do,” he replied and a smile tugged the corners of my lips. That wasn’t a predictable answer from a guy like him.

  “I thought you were your own man, Girth. You seem like someone who does what he wants to do,” I said, with a seductive sizzle in my voice. I reached for his bulging cock again and Girth clenched his jaws.

  “I lead a life of discipline,” Girth said and my hand wrapped around the bulge and his shoulders heaved.

  “Lila, stop!” he barked and placed a hand on mine, but he couldn’t bring himself to drag his hand away from me. It pleased me. It proved that I was going to get my way.

  I unzipped his pants fully, and then I searched for the buckle of his belt. My eyes were on him, and his were roaming over my body.

  “Fuck! You’re so fucking sexy!” he growled and he reached for my hair and grabbed a fistful. I closed my eyes and bit down on my lip. I liked it when he was rough with me. It made him seem helpless against me. He pulled me close to himself again, tugging at my hair and our lips grazed. His hot breath fell on my face and I slid his belt away from his pants.

  I heard the swoosh of his jeans falling to the floor. I looked down and nearly gasped. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his massive erect cock swung slowly between his legs.

  Girth’s grip on my hair tightened.

  “You started this,” he said and firmly, he started pushing me down. He didn’t have to ask me twice. I wanted that cock in my mouth. I knelt down on the floor of my hallway, in front of his cock.

  I had never been with a guy as big as him before, and I was sure he wasn’t going to fit in my mouth.

  I looked up at him, at his narrowed dark eyes. Girth’s lips were thin amidst his thick beard and I parted my mouth. He clenched his jaws, still aware that what we were doing was wrong.

>   I looked back at his cock again, it was big and throbbing. I gulped as I reached for it, taking it in my right hand as I brought my face towards it.

  “Good girl,” he grunted as he held my head in position with his grip on my hair. With my other hand, I held on to his muscular thick right thigh. He was so strong, it was like I was holding on to a tree trunk or a concrete wall.

  His cock drew closer to my mouth and I parted my lips wide. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to know how big he was going to be in my mouth. I heard him hiss when I slowly wrapped my lips around him.

  I could only take in an inch of him, he was too big. His cock was salty and strong and I slid my tongue under it, trying to slip it deeper and deeper down my throat. Inch by inch, his cock slid in.

  Then I felt his other hand fly up to the top of my head. He was holding me in position with both hands now. Then the thrusting began and I could feel all the knots in my belly unravelling. I was wet between my legs and Girth was thrusting his big pulsating cock down my throat.

  I had never thought that choking on a big cock in my mouth could feel this good. My pussy throbbed and I reached for it. Girth thrust his cock deep in my mouth, stroking against the back of my throat. I slipped my fingers down the front of my shorts so that I could reach for my pussy. Under my panties, my pussy was sticky wet and I stroked my clit.

  Girth held on to my head, pushing his cock repeatedly into my mouth. His big balls banged against my chin and a choking slippery sound escaped my lips.

  I looked up at him. My eyes were wide and glazed with pleasure. Girth’s face was dark and his lips were firmly pressed together. He was thrusting his cock into me repeatedly, over and over again with force. His face was pinched and he grunted with every thrust.

  “That’s it, baby, touch yourself. Come with me,” I heard him groan deeply and I did as I was told. I played with my clit roughly, enjoying the way he had taken complete control over the situation. Just minutes before, he was pushing me away, and now he was pushing his cock down my throat.