Marek (Knights Corruption MC #1)

by S. Nelson

  Pushing all my errant internal ramblings aside, I approached them rather quickly. Blocking the pair from going any further, I reached out for Sully’s hand. I had no idea what I was going to do or say but in that moment, I needed to touch her. As my fingers were about to skim hers, she pulled away, taking a half-step behind her new friend.

  I wasn’t gonna lie, it hurt. Was she still afraid of me? Or was she still upset that I’d yelled at her the way I had? Did she hate me now?

  Part of me didn’t blame her, not one bit, but another part, the Neanderthal part, didn’t give a shit. She was mine, and there was no way I would allow her to embarrass me in front of my club. I felt everyone’s eyes on the interaction, and I wasn’t gonna be made a fool of.

  “What are you two doing here?” I asked none too nicely.

  Adelaide was the one who spoke, all while Sully kept her eyes on the ground. “I asked Sully to accompany me here to check on Tripp before we headed out to do some shopping.” My eyes never landed on Trigger’s niece, the whole time focused on my wife instead. Not until Adelaide mumbled something stupid, that was. “Well, I guess we’ll be going now.”

  Two steps and I was standing directly next to my wife. Her body warred between leaning into me and pulling back. I saw it in her posture, and in her expression, even though her beautiful eyes were still avoiding me.

  “No way are you two going anywhere without one of my men.” A short and simple demand. Or so I thought.

  “Look, Marek,” Adelaide started, “I’m not involved with this club like that, so I can come and go as I see fit. No one will tell me what to do. Ever.” Her voice raised an octave toward the end of her little speech. I had an idea that Stone had a little something to do with the unspoken reason for her ‘I’m woman, hear me roar’ rant.

  “You’re right, you’re not. But she is,” I said, pointing toward Sully. “She’s my wife, and as such she’s not allowed to go anywhere without me or one of my men.” I didn’t elaborate on my fear of her club coming to look for her, stealing her back right out from under my nose. No, Adelaide didn’t need to know all that. Speaking of, I had yet to receive an updated report on their whereabouts. I found it odd that they hadn’t tried to storm my club to reclaim her from us.

  “Then you can come with us,” she offered. What a ludicrous statement. I had better shit to do besides watching the two of them shop for clothes, or whatever the hell they were going out to buy. Although the thought of watching Sully try on different clothing was rather appealing. I wondered if they were going to one of those lingerie shops during their outing. What did that matter, though, when she wasn’t ready to hop into bed with me? Then again, I was able to get her naked.

  Yeah, that’s where my head went, random thoughts bouncing back and forth inside my brain. I was beyond frustrated, and if I didn’t sink inside her tight little body soon, I was gonna explode.

  I noticed Sully had raised her head, turning her face toward me, waiting to see if I would agree to come with them or not. Would she be upset or relieved if I said yes? I figured I wouldn’t know unless I answered.

  After a few seconds of internal deliberation, I decided it was best for me not to go, so I declined her offer. However, I was pleased to see Sully’s face fall, letting me know she was indeed upset that I’d refused. It gave me hope that she was on her way to forgiving me for acting like such an ass. Any normal man would apologize, and while the thought had crossed my mind, it wasn’t how I operated. Apologize for nothing, but make amends to right the wrong. Although, the beauty in front of me was changing me in ways I didn’t want to acknowledge.

  A fierceness to protect her, even from myself at times, swirled powerfully through me, making me question everything. I’d already made the move to take my club legit, which was one less thing I had to worry about, even though I had to make sure it came to fruition. Anything which would put me in better light in her eyes was quickly proving to be a driving force for how I conducted my day.

  Then stop yelling at her, Marek.

  Suddenly wanting to be alone with her, I snatched her hand and pulled her behind me toward my room. “We’ll be right back, Adelaide.” The warmth of her palm had my cock stirring to life. Man, I was easy. All it took was her simple touch and I couldn’t keep myself from picturing how she would look beneath me, driving her heels into the backs of my thighs as I drove myself inside her.

  Closing and locking the door for added privacy, I spun her around until she was facing me. “Let me see your eyes,” I demanded, a softness in my tone I meant for her to hear. Once I had her attention, I started in with my ramblings. “Listen, Sully,” I said, my thoughts so twisted together it was hard for me to find the right thing to say. “I won’t pressure you again to fuck me.” Yeah, that’s the sentence my brain-to-mouth filter released. Real smooth. “You just let me know when you’re ready, okay?”

  “Okay,” she answered, her dark orbs focused on me. Before she looked away again, I needed to let her know she wouldn’t be going on any shopping outing. Something which was surely going to upset her, but it was the best choice. I wasn’t going to risk her safety because she wanted to flit about town with her new friend.

  “I don’t want you going anywhere with Adelaide without one of the guys. And since she’s gonna give me a hard time about it, it looks like you two will have to do it another time.”

  Wrinkling her brow at something running through her head, she nodded and averted her gaze.

  “What?” I asked, wondering what in the hell she was thinking.

  “Can’t Ryder go with us?”

  “No.” I decided to elaborate when I saw the desperate look on her face. “Ryder already started drinking. He won’t be of any use if something happens.”

  “What’s going to happen? We’re going to be out in public with people all around us.” The one thing I noticed about Sully was that she was becoming more comfortable when talking to me, which was a good thing, in most cases. In instances where I didn’t want to hear another word about something I’d said, though, it was a pain in the ass. I was used to people taking my word as law, so to have someone push the envelope was quite the challenge.

  “Your father and Vex haven’t made a move to come and collect you. And, quite frankly, I find it odd, which tells me they’re planning something. So, I’m not taking any risks.” Turning my back on her to search for a clean shirt, I had a sneaking suspicion that the next thing out of her lovely lips was going to send me over the edge.

  Call it a hunch, or intuition or whatever the hell.

  Completely ignoring my statement about her family, she chose to bring up a topic she knew I would overreact to, yet she did it anyway.

  “What about Jagger? He can come and watch out for us to make sure nothing happens.”

  Every muscle in my body locked up. My blood pressure rose and while I tried to convince myself to calm down, I couldn’t help but grind my teeth together to snuff out the volcano erupting inside me.

  Whipping around to face her, I moved closer. So close she backed up until she hit the wall, preventing her from escaping my temper. Before I started yelling, she placed her hand on my chest and pled her case. “I know you think there was something going on between us, but you have to believe me, there wasn’t. He was a perfect gentleman with me. I swear. I don’t have any feelings for him whatsoever. You can trust me.” Her eyes stayed glued to mine, a gesture which helped to soothe me. Somewhat.

  Gritting my teeth, I ground out my response. “You may not want to fuck Jagger, but trust me when I tell you this, Sully, he wants you. Badly. I saw it in his eyes, and I saw it in his body language when he thought he was protecting you from me. He won’t admit it out loud, because he knows I’ll snatch his life, but he does,” I repeated.

  Her hand continued to rest over my heart and I was doing my best not to explode right then, but it was becoming harder the more she pushed me about the prospect.

  “But I don’t want him, so what does it matter? He doesn’
t make me feel the way you do.” She mumbled her last few words, but I heard them loud and clear. Taking another step closer, my chest brushing against hers, she inhaled a quick breath before leaning her head back against the same wall which held her prisoner to me.

  “And how do I make you feel?” I couldn’t help myself; she’d opened up the topic, and I was gonna explore it.

  “Breathless. Scared. Excited.” Her eyes glossed over as if she was going to break down, but I had no idea why. Am I scaring her right now? Or is she excited?

  “You know I’d never hurt you, right? I may say things from time to time which will hurt your feelings, but I would never do anything to tear you apart.” Lifting her chin higher so her lips rested a whisper away from mine, I inhaled her sweet breath. I wanted so badly to claim her mouth, but I hadn’t been intimate with a woman like that in what seemed like forever. Although, before our encounter a few days back, I hadn’t gone done on a woman in as much time, either.

  Her full pink lips trembled, her tongue parting her mouth to wet the very same things I wanted to nibble and taste. Goddamn it! Every reserve I held tight started to weaken and crumble.

  Her eyes suddenly closed, and it was then I decided to make my move. “Do you want me to kiss you?” I asked, hoping like hell she said yes. I’d never wanted to taste a woman as much as I did her right then. The suspense tore me apart and just before I was going to make the decision for her, she said the one word I was praying for.

  “Yes.”

  Short and sweet and to the muthafuckin’ point.

  Without further delay, I crashed my lips to hers. The feeling was incredible, my increasing attraction toward her fueling the blaze of longing inside me. There wasn’t an area on her luscious body I didn’t wish to devour. And her mouth was the perfect place to start.

  She obediently opened up for me, and the first time I felt her gentle tongue caress mine, I almost exploded in my pants I was so worked up. Her fingers grabbed at the fabric of my cut, desperately trying to pull me closer, but if I moved forward any more I was going to crush her to me. But maybe it was exactly what she was looking for, to be melded as one. Or maybe that was what I wanted, to be so lost to her that we became the same person.

  “Sully,” I groaned, breaking our kiss for the briefest of moments. “You taste unbelievable. Even better than your pussy,” I added, with a tilt of my lips I knew she could feel when I kissed her again. Doing my best to dominate her with my kiss, she suddenly flipped the script and was the one who ended up controlling me. I forced my tongue inside her mouth but it was Sully who set the pace, sucking on my intrusion before playfully biting the tip. The woman was driving me mad, and I kicked myself for waiting so long to connect with her like this.

  While I wasn’t going to push her to let me inside her, I needed to relieve some of the pressure of my cock. Placing my hands under her ass, I lifted her up my body and wrapped her legs around my waist, the wall behind her an added anchor. I would tell her later on how much I preferred her in dresses. Easy access and all that happy shit.

  Rubbing myself against her core only made me want her more, but I would stay true to my word and wait until she was ready.

  Sully

  I was lost.

  Ripped away was everything I’d ever known, and in its place was a man who both conflicted and excited me.

  He made me feel bad for my decision not to have sex with him in his bathroom, although I pretty much led him on by allowing him to go down on me, then again by exciting me with his lips wrapped around my breasts. But when he pulled himself free from his jeans, and started rubbing himself against my core, something told me to wait. I wasn’t sure why because I’d wanted him then, but I knew enough to listen to my inner voice, something which had been missing for some time.

  And yes, he yelled at me for denying him, but he’d never made a move to take what was rightfully his. By law I was his wife, so I had to give it up whenever my husband wanted it. Right?

  Then he’d gone and backed me against the wall in his room at the club. Asking me if I wanted him to kiss me. Of course I did, and I voiced as much, because my inner self told me to go for it.

  The hairs of his beard tickled my chin, but that wasn’t what I focused on. It was his lips and the way they were making love to my mouth. It was his tongue and the passion he poured forth, letting me know how much he was enjoying me. That I could give him something which he craved was a heady feeling. It was the way his thickness pressed against my core, the slight sting of his rough zipper against my barely clothed body sublime, the slightest friction against my clit mind-numbingly erotic. And it was the way his fingers dug into my soft skin, possessing and claiming me as his.

  “I want you so bad,” he groaned against my lips. His kiss was amazing, making me feel truly wanted for the first time in my life. Whenever Vex had kissed me, even in the beginning, it was rough and demanding.

  Never gentle.

  Never passionate.

  Never like this.

  It was true I didn’t know much about Cole Marek, but I knew enough from the way he tried to protect me that he was a good man. I knew enough from his kiss that he desired me, and I knew enough from the way he talked to me to realize he was conflicted about his feelings for me.

  But in a good way.

  My instinct told me it was certainly in a good way.

  A loud pounding on the door interrupted our little tryst, and it was me who complained by cursing into the air around us. We tried to continue devouring each other with a rawness I’d never experienced before, but whoever was in the hallway wasn’t going away anytime soon. So it was best he address the intruder.

  “What?” he yelled, before running his tongue along the side of my neck, only to stop to suck on my earlobe, tickling me with his breath when he whispered into my ear, “I wish we were back at my house right now.”

  “Me too,” I confessed, telling him the truth, and in turn basically letting him know I would have given into whatever he wanted to do to me. He looked surprised by my admission, but the look quickly faded into growing agitation toward the person outside his door.

  “Marek, open the fuckin’ door, man!” Stone yelled through the thick wood. “Looks like I’ll be taking these two shopping.” He rapped on the door again. “Come on before I change my mind.” I heard Adelaide say something to him but I couldn’t really focus, not with Cole’s mouth still so close to mine again.

  “I’m gonna kill him. For real this time.” He said the words, but I knew he didn’t mean them. I saw the way he was with his VP, and it was like they were true brothers. They shared a special bond, a connection only death’s grip could break. So, he could threaten him all he wanted, I knew they were just words said in sexual frustration. It actually made me smile.

  “What are you smirking at, woman?” he asked, setting me down to rest on my feet before walking toward the door.

  “Nothing,” I lied. Watching him move would never get old for me. He possessed a certain swagger when he walked, a dominance which couldn’t be taught.

  Swinging open the door, he stared at Stone while waiting for him to say something else. A silent message passed between them, and it wasn’t until Stone looked at me then back to Cole that I understood what they had communicated. He knew he’d interrupted something big, and his eyes were apologetic, as was his posture.

  A couple tense seconds ticked by before anyone spoke. “I’ll take them, Marek. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”

  Looking back at me, Cole extended his hand and I readily accepted. He walked me out toward the front door, Adelaide and Stone following close by. Once outside and standing next to Adelaide’s blue Honda, she gave up her keys, but not without a few choice words first.

  “I’m fully capable of driving, Stone. Don’t be so pig-headed.” She huffed and puffed, but the look in her eyes while she verbally dueled with the man was very telling. I’d never told anyone what my new friend confessed to me about their ‘relationship,’
and I never would. Not that I had much choice, seeing as how I only talked to a few people, but I would still never betray her confidence.

  “I’m not riding in the passenger seat like some kind of pussy, Addy. Now, stop giving me a hard time about this.”

  “Well, you could ride in the backseat if you want,” she said, smiling because she knew how much her arguing bothered him.

  “That’s even worse.” Opening the passenger door for her, he grumbled, “The man is supposed to drive. Always.” As soon as she was completely seated inside the car, she tried to retort, but he closed the door right when she started talking. Chuckling to himself all the way around to the driver’s side, he glanced up at us still standing there and said, “Come on, Marek. Say good-bye. I don’t want to be gone all goddamn day.”

  “Fuck you,” Cole answered, smiling as he opened the back door for me. Before I stepped a foot inside, he grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. “I’ll bring something home for dinner. Then maybe we can watch a movie, if you’re up for one.” Such a simple plan for tonight, but it meant more to me than I could ever express. It seemed he was trying to turn over a new leaf, and the gesture went a long way in my book. When he placed a lingering kiss on my lips, all I wanted to do was wrap myself up in his arms again, but I knew it had to wait.

  We were on the road for a full two minutes before Adelaide or Stone finally spoke. “What the hell was that back there, Sully?” Stone asked, staring at me through the rearview mirror. The confusion on his face was rather comical, and if he hadn’t been so serious, I would have laughed.

  “What do you mean?” I asked, fidgeting with the hem of my sundress.

  “What do you mean, what do I mean? The goddamn kiss. Marek doesn’t kiss anyone. Ever,” he practically shouted.

  “Calm down or you’re gonna scare her,” Adelaide scolded, hitting him on the arm for good measure. “Jeez, Stone. What the hell’s gotten into you?”