by Jordan Marie
Really? Like this is my fault? Ugh.
“Help yourself,” I grumble, as he put his hands in my food. I hate that. I don’t know this guy and I want my popcorn, dang it!
“I plan on it, Mamacita.”
I roll my eyes.
“Give it up, Skull, you don’t have any interest here. You’re just trying to one up Dragon.”
“And could I? One up Dragon, I mean?”
“Afraid not, I can only handle one man on the crazy train at a time.”
“A pity, but yet, you have not seen what I have to offer, perhaps I may yet entice you.”
“You get an A for effort, but don’t bother and save us both some trouble.”
“I think I might be able to surprise you, querida.”
I look at him. It’s odd because he looks like a macho biker, but smooth businessman in how he talks. That Spanish accent he has could make any woman beg and yet, he’s doing nothing for me. I look over to Dani, who by this time has climbed into the seat beside Beast and is playing with his shoulder length hair. The fact that the seat she’s in is another man’s lap doesn’t seem to bother Dani in the least. It makes me smile. Beast has no idea what he is in for.
“I don’t really know. I just know that as long as Dragon and I are talking, I’m not about to find out,” I answer, turning my attention back to Skull.
“Dragon is not normally an uno woman type of man, querida.”
“I don’t share.”
“He knows this?”
“I don’t think you and I need to discuss my relationship with Dragon.”
“Fair enough, querida, fair enough. But I find myself anxious to see Dragon mess up so I can get my shot.”
“I think you only want a shot, because Dragon has one.”
He smiles but doesn’t say anything. An usher comes in and I figure he’s there to quiet us down or kick us out. He takes one look and backs out of the theater. He doesn’t even try to quiet Dani and the crew—who are laughing and making obscene jokes. It would have been a wasted effort anyway.
We all get up to leave when the movie ends. Skull takes my empty popcorn and drink, which he actually ate. I never touched it after he did. I mourn the loss of the buttery goodness. He tosses them to one of his flunkies. He then pulls me out in front of him. I look back at Dani who is flirting with Beast, and I have to say, he seems a little more interested. He might not be bad looking, but it is hard to tell between the beard and the long hair.
Skull keeps his hand on my back and guides me through the crowd. I find it odd how I always longed for a man to do that when I went out on dates, but had never had it. Yet, since meeting Dragon, I’d rather he was here. Dragon wouldn’t have a hand at my back. He’d wrap his body around mine and make sure everyone got out of our way.
If his hand was anywhere—it would be on my ass.
That thought makes me miss him even more.
We make it outside into the street. Skull leans down into my ear to talk so he could be heard over Dani and his crew laughing. His hand drops a little too far down so that it is more at the curve of my lower back and ass. I may want Dragon’s hand there, but I need to disengage here quickly. If I could just figure out how…
“How about we all go to the Rock, querida?”
“The Rock?” I ask looking back at Dani. She’s busy now with Beast and the guy whose lap she sat in during the movie. I’m feeling uncomfortable. I don’t really know what Dragon and I are, but I know he’d hate this—I kind of do, too.
“It is a club in town. We can have a drink, dance, get to know one another. Your girl seems to be interested in Tiny and Beast.”
Shit this is not good. I don’t want to ruin things for Dani, but I know if I go to the club or, hell—anywhere with Skull—things will not end well. Dragon will flip his lid and he’d have a right to. I take a deep breath and pull away from Skull.
“I don’t think that would be a good idea. Dragon’s coming by my house later and I really should be getting back.”
“Damn straight, Mama.”
I close my eyes. Seriously, did the man have radar? Dragon and four of his buddies come out of the dark and into my line of vision. Dragon’s eyes are locked on Skull. He doesn’t even spare me a glance, but when his group gets closer, Irish reaches out and puts his arm around my waist and pulls me back against him. Immediately, one of the other men stands in front of me, blocking me from the group.
“Ah, Dragon, mi hermano, I was wondering when you would be showing up. My compadres spotted your man earlier.”
“Then you knew to stay the fuck away from my woman,” Dragon says. The anger in his voice is so heavy you can feel it. I hold my head down. Yeah, this is not going to end well.
12
Dragon
I have never felt jealousy in my life. It’s just not something I’ve experienced. I’ve never had anyone I cared that much about. Bitches aren’t worth the trouble, and that is for damn sure. Seeing my woman standing there though, with another man’s hand on her ass, hearing another man ask my woman out? All I know is in that moment—I wanted to kill.
Something violent comes out of me at the thought of anyone other than me touching Nicole. I want to tear Skull apart limb by fucking limb. It takes every damn thing inside of me not to do it.
“What the fuck did I tell you, Skull? You do not fucking touch her.”
“Aw but Nicole...”
“Motherfucker, I don’t think you’re listening to me. You do not say her goddamn name.”
“Surely you do not expect to keep a luscious mujer such as Nicole all to yourself?”
I grab him by his neck before he knows what in the hell is going on. I have no plan other than to show this asshole I am not joking and this is no fucking game. I’ll gut the motherfucking son of a bitch if he says my woman’s name one more time.
“I told you fucker, you do not say her name! You do not even think her name!”
I pull my blade out that I keep in my back pocket and hit the button so it pops up. Skull’s men go to make a move, but my men circle around them. I hear my girl and Dani yelling, but my eyes don’t move from Skull.
“I didn’t take you for being an idiota amigo,” I sneer. “Are you? Or, are you just eager to sink your dick where I’ve already been.”
I can hear Nicole in the background. I’m going to pay for that later, but I do not give a damn. Her ass will be so red when I get done with her, she’ll be lucky if she can sit for a week.
“Perhaps I have misunderstood, hermano. I have not known you to be so enamored before. I meant no harm. I will step back if you intend to claim her.”
I should let it go at that, but he had his hand on my girl’s ass.
If it was someone else, I would cut off his fingers and his dick—just for fun. If I close my eyes, I can still see his hand there and fuck, the urge to do it is strong.
The rest of my men have come out from the alley where they were waiting for my signal. We now outnumber Skull’s crew easily. He only has a few of his men with him. A mistake, but one I am more than ready to take advantage of.
“Tell me Skull, what would you do to a dirty fucker who puts his hands on your property?”
Proof that my men know me well, Bull comes around and grabs Skull and holds him for me. Bull’s huge ass arms are as big around as a telephone pole. Still, that’s not what keeps Skull from moving. No, that would be the 357 currently cocked and pointing at the side of his head.
I take a breath and step back, getting a little space between us. I need to get a handle on my emotions and tone them the fuck down. Nicole is going to have to learn to stop pushing my damn limits or someone will get killed. I look around and notice that each of my men have a gun trained and aimed at Skull’s entourage. They’re making sure all our bases are covered.
Nicole’s girl and some other bitches are trapped behind Skull’s men. The men seem to be protecting them. The guy that’s hiding Dani could almost make Bull look small.
“Answer me! What would you do to a dirty motherfucker who thought he could put his hands on your woman?” I ask again.
Skull, the cocky bastard that he is, ignores the 357 currently pointed at his head and seems unfazed. I could almost respect the motherfucker with his next words.
“I would cut off his hands an inch at a time.”
I rub my jaw, feeling the stubble from my five o’clock shadow. I’m pretending to think this shit over. Truth is I may want to, but I’m not going to harm Skull. He needs to stay the fuck away from Nicole, but he is not my problem. No, I’m here tonight to chase down what’s causing my problems—as well as get my woman.
I’m using Skull as a means to that end, because one of my motherfucking problems is locked up in a meat locker on the outskirts of town. One of my own and that shit, even if expected, burns in my craw. I turn my attention back to Skull.
“That seems like a plan. I’ll start with the fucking hand you had on my woman’s ass.”
I hear Irish yell out, and Nicole yell at him. I turn around to see my boy Irish bent over holding his balls. Nicole comes and stands by me. I blow out a breath and look up at the sky. Fuck, this woman has fire, so much fire it may ending up burning both of us. She needs to learn when to rein it in. Hell, from the looks of Irish, he may never walk straight again, let alone father children.
“Dragon, you can’t hurt Skull.”
“He had his hand on your ass, Mama.”
Fuck, I want to be pissed at her, but she looks too damn sexy standing there in those tight ass jeans and blue sweater. That sweater is molded to those fucking breasts of hers and her hair is all messed up from wrestling with Irish. My cock instantly reacts—the damn thing stays hard if she is anywhere around.
“Yes well, we were discussing that right before you got here.”
“What’s to discuss Mama? He had his hand on your ass. Did you want his hand on you, woman?”
“Don’t be stupid,” she growls at me, and I somehow keep from smiling as she berates me in front of my men. What the fuck has she done to me?
“You and me, what we got going on, means you’re mine. That also means his hands—or any motherfucker’s hands—better not touch you.”
I expect her to argue. The fact that she doesn’t, calms me as nothing else could. Instead of arguing, she comes closer and wraps her arm around me. Does she know what she just agreed to, in front of everyone? Does she have any idea she sealed her fate right here in this moment?
“He’s sorry Dragon. He was just about to apologize.”
All of the men start laughing—mine and Skull’s. With her acceptance of my claim the tension lessens around the group.
“I’m actually not that sorry, querida. It was worth it.”
“Will you shut up? Do you want him to kill you? Perhaps it has escaped your notice that there’s a man pointing a gun at your head!” Nicole snaps.
I look at my girl and grab the back of her neck and pull her close. She squeaks, but she doesn’t fight me. I lean down so our foreheads touch. Her blue eyes are so fucking deep, I could drown.
“Shut it, Mama.”
“You can’t hurt him, Dragon.”
“Why’s that?”
“I’d miss you if you went to prison.”
“You could visit me.”
“I don’t date men who wear orange. It’s a rule.”
Fucking cute.
“Kiss me, Mama.”
“Dragon we’re on the street with a hundred people and guns are involved. I don’t think now is the time to kiss,” she argues.
“You can give me your lips or I can always cut off Sku....”
Her lips press against mine, cutting off the rest of my words. Her tongue pushes against my lips and I open immediately, but I do it taking control. Our tongues fight and duel with one another and when I finally pull away, she sighs and lays her head on my chest.
“Are we going to have trouble?” I ask Skull. He looks down at Nicole with a look of want on his face, but I’m good at reading people. It’s not exactly Nicole he wants, but what she’s giving me. I don’t like it, but I understand it. I totally do, but I’m not letting her slide through my fingers. Life has been shit mostly. Nicole deserves better, but I’m a selfish fuck. They’d have to kill me to get her away from me at this point.
“We’re good. Call off your men, mi hermano. You are a lucky son of a bitch, Dragon. She’s a hot...”
Smarmy motherfucker! I twist away from Nicole and nail him in the ribs with a hard right.
“Respect my woman and keep your fucking distance brother,” I sneer. Skull bends over with a groan as my punch is delivered. I have claimed Nicole. I never imagined doing that shit with anyone before, but if I’m going to do it, then it better damn well be respected. “Tomorrow night around nine, have your men at the old butchering plant. Watch your backs,” I order Skull. He’s rubbing his ribs, watching me, and I can see anger there, but something more. Skull and I understand each other.
13
Nicole
I could possibly be insane. I’m in a whirlwind relationship with a man, I barely know. It seems surreal and I’m terrified. I don’t think it’s supposed to happen this fast. What if I’m making the worst decision in my life?
The thing is, when I am with Dragon, it doesn’t feel wrong. It feels as if everything is right. Dani thinks I’m insane. She’s pissed I left with Dragon tonight. She went with Skull’s crew to the bar. I personally think she’s the one asking for trouble, but unlike her, I’m not going to bitch at her about it. I pick up my phone and text her one last time.
Let me know you’re ok. Be safe. N
I stare at my phone waiting for her to reply. I know no matter how pissed she is, that she will answer. It doesn’t take long.
Go back to putting your nose in Dragon’s ass mom. I’m fine.
L8r.
Yep she’s still pissed. I sigh and throw my phone over on the nightstand. Dragon comes out of the bathroom with a towel around his hips. Lord, he’s fine. It’s no wonder things have moved so fast. A woman would have to be out of her mind not to try and hold on to a piece of that.
“What’s that look for, Mama?”
“Dani’s still pissed,” I answer, knowing immediately what he’s referring to. I may be in lust, but the thought of Dani upset with me hurts. Dragon walks to the left side of the bed, which he claimed as his, the last time he was here. He takes the towel off, lays down and pulls me against him. He smells of soap, rugged man and another scent I can’t define. A scent that is just him. I snuggle in and enjoy.
“Dragon, I think I’m getting addicted to you,” I say, my eyes drifting closed as his hand sifts through my hair.
“Good,” he responds, as I kiss his chest.
“Dani might be right. We’ve only just met and it is a little crazy how intense we are.”
“You women think everything to death. We’re fucking, it’s good. We both want more, end of story.”
“You would be every woman’s wet dream if you didn’t open your mouth.”
Dragon laughs and it is a nice sound, so I try to concentrate on it and not the fact that I want to slap him. Does he realize what he just said? He went crazy when Skull casually touched me. That’s not a reaction to have about a girl you’re just fucking, is it? Hell, maybe it’s different for a man. I have no idea.
“I’ll make note,” he laughs, but I’m not feeling happy all at once. I’m feeling… worried.
“Is that what we are Dragon? Two people fucking?”
“Hell I don’t know, Mama. We are what we are.”
I roll over onto my back. I don’t know what I expected, but somehow I know it wasn’t this.
Dragon turns to face me, his rough finger slowly tracing an imaginary line along the side of
my face.
“What’s going on in that mind of yours, Mama?”
“I don’t know how to do this Dragon. I don’t know what we are...What I am to you?”
Lord I sound pathetic, but I made the decision to take the leap, and he’s making me feel like I am standing on a piece of ice that’s quickly melting. I close my eyes and concentrate on his touch, letting it center me.
“You’re mine. Every fucking inch of you is mine,” Dragon says, pulling the covers off of me. “Oh Mama, you got into the bed naked. You’re being my good girl tonight.”
I gasp as the cold air hits my body and his rough callused hand moves over one of my breasts.
“It seemed like it’d be a wasted effort with you.”
“Damn straight. Do you want my mouth or my cock?” he asks, and really is that even a question? My hips thrust up as I watch him take two of his fingers and move them around my pussy, swirling them in the wetness he finds there. I can feel his thumb come up and press hard against my clit as his fingers slowly move in and out. “Tell me which one does my woman want?”
“Oh God, both Dragon, give me both,” I moan, bringing my legs up, while trying to take his fingers in deeper.
“Such a greedy bitch,” he growls in my ear. He moves down my body, the roughness of his hands leaving a blazing trail behind. What he does to me is beyond words, it is fucking perfect. I never knew it could feel like this. “My baby wants me to eat her pussy?”
I’m beyond answering by this point. My eyes close, my head pushes back into the pillows, as his hot breath caresses my skin. I thought I was prepared, but I’m not sure anything could have prepared me for what comes next. He grabs my hips and pulls my pussy to him.
There’s slow and steady and then there is Dragon. He attacks me. There’s no slow build up as his tongue plows into me, sliding over the lips of my pussy and pushing inside of me.
My hands move down to grab his head and pull him closer to me. I thought it couldn’t get any better and then his tongue moves and teases me in all the delicious spots that I swear I don’t think a man before him ever touched. He bites down on my clit, not hard—but with just enough pressure that every muscle in my body tightens up, as if I am walking on a tightrope.
