Girth (Marked Skulls MC Book 1)

by Savannah Rylan

  The very knowledge that she was going to go back in the house and I might not see her again till the next day; made my hands itch with desperation for her again.

  “Fine! Good night, Girth! I’m sure I’ll sleep well!” she snapped and whipping away from me, I watched as she climbed up the stairs, opened the door of her house and slammed it shut behind her.

  Only when she had gone into the house, did I climb up the steps to her porch and sat down on the chair. I needed to rest my feet, just for a few moments. Now it felt like I was functioning on zero sleep and zero food.

  I dragged my box of cigarettes out of the pocket of my jeans and pulled one out and stuck it between my lips. Just one smoke and then my watch would begin, just a few minutes of sitting down and then I’d be standing again.

  Chapter 23

  Lila

  I had no idea when I’d drifted off to sleep. After Girth had brought me back to the house, I’d walked around the house, looked through the peephole from time to time to see him standing out there on the porch, and eventually I’d changed and got into bed.

  Even though I knew that he was out there, and I had complete faith in his ability to keep me safe…even though he didn’t have that trust in himself; my gaze kept drifting to the bay window next to my bed. It was clamped shut now and the curtains were pulled, but I couldn’t get rid of that nagging feeling that someone was watching me.

  I knew the Marked Skulls had taken care of those men, Girth had shot and killed the man who had laid his hands on me; but I wasn’t naive enough to assume that those men would be the last of them. They were on a mission to hurt Daddy, and the best way they knew to do that was by hurting me.

  How long would Girth have to stay outside my door? How long was I going to be a prisoner in my own home? I hadn’t visited the foster center, I hadn’t spoken to the kids I was friends with for days! I wanted my old life back, my life before I’d been shot at and kidnapped and before I had even met Girth. Those were happier and simpler times. Back then, I wasn’t a liar and I didn’t try to manipulate a man to be with me and most importantly; I hadn’t been rejected by a man either.

  I’d spent the night tossing and turning in bed and I thought I wouldn’t ever be able to get to sleep, but now I was waking up in bed. My limbs were hurting, I could still feel the bruises on my arms where those men had tightly held me down. I could still hear Girth’s voice ringing in my ears; but it was morning. A steady stream of bright light was pouring in through the curtains over the window and I felt some relief. Everything seemed better in daylight.

  Swinging my legs gently off my bed, I went into the bathroom and washed my face. My gaze travelled to that spot on the floor where just the previous night, I had sat on Girth’s lap and ridden his cock. I looked away from it, hoping that I would be able to forget about it soon.

  I changed out of my pajamas into a fresh summery dress and I combed my hair, before I stepped out into my room again.

  That’s when I heard the raised voices outside my bedroom door. With my brows crossed and a fearful panic creeping into my bones, I walked hesitantly towards the door.

  They were men’s voices and I was afraid again. What if Girth was dead? What if those men were back?

  But Girth wasn’t dead, one of the raised voices belonged to him and the other was Hugh’s.

  I pulled the door open and found the two men standing in the hallway outside my bedroom door. Girth was towering over Hugh, looking down at him with piercing brown eyes, while Hugh, in his uniform, was trying to stand up to the giant of a man in front of him.

  They both turned when they heard me open the door and I stared at them in surprise.

  “Hugh!” I exclaimed and he gritted his teeth before stepping towards me. Girth rushed to stand in his way, separating him from me.

  “What the fuck man! I’m not going to do anything to her. Her daddy is like a father to me. You need to get the fuck out of my way!” Hugh was shouting now, but Girth didn’t budge.

  “Or what?” Girth snapped and crossed his arms menacingly over his chest.

  “Or I’m going to have to fucking shoot you!” Hugh hissed and even though I couldn’t see Girth’s face, his back was turned to me, I could sense that he had found that statement amusing.

  “I’d like to see you try, little man,” Girth growled and I watched as Hugh’s face turned a deep bright red.

  “Nobody is shooting anyone, nobody is even trying,” I said, in as calm a voice as I possibly could and I stepped towards the two of them. When I looked at Girth, I could see the rage on his face. He had no reason to distrust Hugh. Hugh had the confidence of my father and the whole MC, he was as good as a member. Clearly, Girth’s problem with Hugh had more to do with my personal relationship with him and I had to stifle a smile. Girth’s jealousy was cute, it was evidence of the fact that he hadn’t completely moved on as he claimed.

  “Why don’t I make us some coffee and we can all sit down and have a chat?” I suggested and walked past them towards the kitchen.

  “There is nothing to chat about. He has to leave right now. You can’t have any visitors outside of the MC, not till they take care of the Dark Legion,” I heard Girth growl behind me. I stopped in my tracks and turned sideways to him, arching my eyebrows menacingly.

  “We are going to sit down and have coffee and talk like adults. Is that going to be a problem, Girth?” I asked, and the rage in his eyes seemed to dim a bit. He clenched his jaws but didn’t say anything. I looked at Hugh next.

  “You have to make nice, Hugh. Girth is my bodyguard, his job is to protect me. You both need to behave yourselves when you’re in my house,” I said and without waiting for a response from him, I walked into the kitchen.

  I was good at getting my way.

  ***

  Girth, Hugh and I were sitting around my kitchen table, and none of us had spoken in a long while. I’d made coffee for the three of us and opened up a packet of cookies on a plate and placed it in the middle of the table.

  Neither of them had made a move for either the coffee or the cookies. I was the only one drinking mine and I could sense the animosity in the air. I could have the cut tension in the room with a knife.

  When I cleared my throat, Hugh looked up at me with his wide eyes. Girth was glaring at the mug of coffee in front of him like he was trying to set it on fire with nothing more than just his mind.

  “I thought we could all have a talk,” I said and Hugh’s brows knotted in surprise.

  “What do we have to talk about, Lila?” he asked and that’s when Girth snapped.

  “About what the fuck you are doing here. You have no business coming to her house unannounced!” Girth growled and the two men were glaring at each other again.

  “I think what Girth is trying is to ask is what your relationship with me is,” I said, and Girth looked at me. I had my mouth set firmly in a line. I had put him in an awkward situation right now, but he had no escape from it. He had no choice but to glare at me.

  “My relationship with you? I just came here to check on you, to make sure that you were comfortable and if you needed anything,” Hugh said.

  “That’s my job!” Girth snapped at him again and I drew in a deep breath and looked from one face to the other.

  “Hugh, I have something to ask you and it might seem too direct and too strange, but if I don’t ask you now then it’s just going to cause problems later,” I said. Hugh gulped, as though his mouth had suddenly gone very dry.

  “You don’t have to be afraid, Hugh, I just want to know if you are attracted to me, if you have feelings for me,” I asked. There was a sudden silence in the room, except for the jerking motion that Girth made when he abruptly grabbed the mug of coffee and pulled it towards himself. He drank the lukewarm coffee slurpily and I could sense that he did not appreciate the question. He didn’t want to hear the answer.

  When I looked at Hugh, I could see that he was uncomfortable too. His perfect handsome face looked suddenly cold and
red and there might have been a few sweat beads on his temples.

  “Lila…I don’t know what to say to you,” he said and I tried to smile encouragingly at him.

  “You just have to tell me the truth, Hugh,” I replied and he gulped thirstily.

  “Of course I’m attracted to you, you’re beautiful and strong and it’d be strange for a man to not find you attractive,” Hugh began and his eyes darted around the room. He was checking to see what Girth’s reaction to this was.

  “But?” I prodded him and he shifted in his seat.

  “But I don’t have feelings for you, no,” Hugh said and I could feel a sigh of relief rising up in my throat that I tried to suppress.

  “Look Lila, I tried…I know how much Lewis wants us to be together, and he’s like a father to me. I look up to him and respect him and I wish that I can be half the man that he is,” Hugh continued and a smile was tugging the corners of my lips.

  “But if he is like a father to you, then I am like a sister,” I stated and Hugh couldn’t hide the grin from his face either.

  “If you want to put it like that,” he said and I looked over at Girth. He was staring at Hugh, with his mouth hanging open; like he couldn’t believe that a hot-blooded man didn’t have feelings for me. That there was any man on Earth who didn’t want to fuck me silly. How had he still not realized that there was a special connection between us that didn’t exist with anyone else? That spark had been lit the moment he and I met.

  “Thank you for clarifying that for us, Hugh,” I said and he smiled and nodded his head, before stealing a look at Girth.

  “And…” he said and I shook my head.

  “Daddy doesn’t know, maybe Fred does but nobody else knows and I want it to stay that way, till Girth and I can figure out what we want to do,” I said.

  Hugh nodded his head and sighed. I knew what he was thinking; that we were being foolish by even considering it. That my father would never accept a relationship like this. He’d have Girth killed first.

  “I think I should go then. I’m sorry to walk into something sensitive,” Hugh said and he stood up. When he did, he also stuck a hand out to Girth who glared up at him for a moment, before the rage dimmed from his eyes.

  I watched as the two men shook hands.

  “You’re all right,” Girth mumbled and Hugh smiled. With a nod in my direction, he was gone from the kitchen and I waited till I heard the front door shut behind him, before I met Girth’s eyes.

  “You had no business asking him those questions, not in front of me,” Girth said. I nodded my head and shrugged my shoulders.

  “You’re right. There’s nothing going on between us,” I said.

  Girth stood up abruptly from the chair, his eyes were narrowed at me.

  “Of course there’s something fucking going on between us. We want each other. We need to be with each other. It’s going to drive us both insane. I just didn’t need a clarification from Hugh, that’s all,” Girth said.

  I stared at him in shock. I didn’t know what had come over him, but whatever it was, I could see that he had finally decided to fight for me.

  Within moments, we were smiling at each other.

  Chapter 24

  Girth

  I was standing over Lila and we were smiling at each other. I’d felt a huge sense of relief when Hugh admitted that he didn’t have feelings for her. I wasn’t sure whether to believe him or not, because it was a ridiculous idea to feel nothing for a woman like her; but for now, I didn’t give a shit. All I cared about was the fact that he wasn’t going to make a move on her.

  Every other thought I’d had, about leaving Orlando, about distancing myself from her, about being disappointed with myself—went crashing out of the window. All I could see was her face and all I could feel was this charged up aching throb in my soul. I had feelings for her, and I couldn’t hide behind a pretense anymore. I was going to make love to her. There was no use denying it.

  Lila stood up slowly from the chair she was sitting on, and she craned her neck back to look at me.

  “What are we going to do now?” she asked, in a low gentle voice and I stepped closer to her. She had her back pressed up against the edge of the kitchen table now, her hands were on the table and she was leaning back. I was towering over her.

  “What do you think is going to happen?” I asked and she bit down on her lower lip. The smile didn’t leave her face.

  “Do you have something to say to me?” she asked. I could feel my cock hardening, standing up in my pants. I didn’t hesitate this time.

  “I lied. When I told you earlier that I didn’t know what you were talking about. I lied then but I don’t want to lie to you anymore,” I said and Lila gulped. Her eyes had glazed over and her lips were hanging open.

  “I have feelings for you. I don’t know what they are, but all I know is that I have never felt this way about anyone before,” I said and it ached me somewhere to admit it, but it was the truth.

  Lila smiled again. She blinked a few times before she thrust her breasts out in my direction.

  “I know you do. I knew you were lying,” she said and I stepped closer to her, reaching for her face, clutching her jaw in my hand. We were staring at each other, looking into each other’s eyes. I didn’t know where we were going to go from here, or what we could even do about what was happening between us.

  “I feel the same way, Girth, but then, I’m sure you know that already,” she said and I leaned forward to kiss her.

  She tasted sweet, just like I remembered her. Sweet and irresistible and I pushed my tongue into her mouth. My cock was reacting to her body too, throbbing and growing in my pants as I remembered what it felt like to have my cock in her mouth.

  My hands flew down to the buttons on her dress, she was fumbling with my pants too. Her dress was fitted tight over her breasts and when they came undone, her bra covered breasts spilled out and I cupped them both in my hands. I couldn’t help but moan at the touch of her soft supple body.

  She had managed to pull my jeans down by now and they went tumbling to the floor, pooling around my ankles.

  I sensed Lila gasp, right into my mouth as I kissed her madly, thrusting my tongue in and out of her mouth. She’d found my cock, rock-hard and throbbing between my legs and she was stroking it, teasing me and I felt like I could burst right then.

  With my thumbs I teased her nipples. They were pebbled and erect and I started tugging her bra down till her soft juicy breasts were revealed to me. That was when I finally pulled my mouth away from hers. I looked down at her pale fleshy breasts, and the way they lolled in front of her. They were the perfect size, her nipples were the perfect light pink color and my mouth watered at the sight of them.

  I bent down and pulled her right nipple into my mouth. Lila gasped again and she weaved her fingers into my hair as my mouth remained stuck to her nipple. I sucked and nibbled, tugging at her salty skin, tasting the musky sweetness of her breasts in my mouth. She was too beautiful. Her body was too delicious and my cock in her hands had grown to huge proportions. I could feel my pre-cum dribbling out from the tip of my cock as her hand slipped up and down, stroking it gently and then roughly the more I grunted.

  I was going to come. I was going to explode in her hands again and that was not what I wanted to do. Abruptly, I moved away from her, and her nipple tugged between my lips as I stepped back.

  Lila was biting down on her lip. Her eyes were glazed over under those heavy eyelids and I took in a deep breath as I admired her beauty.

  “Take off that dress and get up on the table,” I commanded her. Lila did as she was told. She slid the dress down her body, and then unhooked her bra and pulled down her panties. She was standing completely naked in front of me, before she turned and with her knees on the table top, she climbed up on it.

  I took my t-shirt off, so that we were both naked now and I watched as she turned around on her knees; sticking her ass out towards me in invitation.

  I
slapped her ass hard and even though she gasped, she seemed to like it and stuck her ass out towards me again. I slapped the other cheek and I could see the imprint of my hand on her skin. I’d slapped her hard.

  Grabbing both her ass cheeks with my hands, I spread them apart so that I could gain access to her sweet tight pussy from behind. I heard Lila moan, as I pushed my cock towards her, lightly grazing her wet folds with the tip of my cock before I drove it in.

  Her juices squelched against my cock as I thrust it deep into her. I could feel her body shuddering as I reached the farthest I could reach with my cock and I could sense that it was deep enough for her.

  “Good girl,” I growled to myself as I pulled myself out again. Her pussy was tight and wet and she was making me weak in my knees. I thrust my cock into her again and her body shook with my force. Lila was moaning loudly and I began thrusting faster.

  My cock was reaching deep within her, over and over again till she was screaming my name. The kitchen table shook with my thrusts. The abandoned coffee mugs fell to the floor, the plate of cookies crashed down too and I kept plowing into her. Her pussy was irresistible, warm and juicy and inviting me in. It fit around my cock like a glove and I couldn’t stop myself. I drove into her with force, my body jerked and I knew I was about to come.

  I pulled my cock out of her, and then with my hands on her hips, I turned her around. Lila’s breasts bounced as she faced me, stretching her legs wide apart as I tested her pussy with my fingers. She was red from my length and size, but she was wet and throbbing too. I slipped three fingers into her, just to keep her going, and she bit down on her lip hard and winced.

  “Girth please, I want you inside me again,” she was pleading and when had Lila not got what she wanted?

  I stretched her right leg up, leaning it against my chest while her left leg dangled from the edge of the table. I pushed my cock into her pussy again, and even though I’d tried to stretch it, I could see that she was still too tight. I pushed my cock further and Lila’s eyes rolled back in her head. With her leg resting against my chest like that, I knew she could feel every inch of my cock inside her.