“Alright, you go on and call your sister while I go sort some shit out.”
I walk into church and see all the brothers already here. As soon as I take my seat, Jake doesn’t waste any time calling me out in front of everyone. “You claimin’ her, son?”
Looking him straight in the eyes, I confess, “She’s mine.”
After a few beats, Jake slaps me on my back. “Fuck yeah! I like her, Logan. She’s strong, loyal and caring as fuck.”
I hear the murmurs of ‘hell yeah’, and ‘it’s about fuckin’ time’ from my brothers.
“Alright, now that that’s out of the way, let’s get to why I called this meeting,” Prez calls out.
All my brothers listen as Jake tells them what Bella told us moments ago. A collective round of ‘motherfuckers’ and ‘sons of bitches’ are heard around the room.
I see Reid, typing away on his laptop. Checking our security feed. “You see anything, man?”
He blows out a breath. “Nah, man, nothin’. None of the motion sensors on our property have been tripped.”
The motion sensors are brand new. He added those after Los Demonios shot up our clubhouse. They should have alerted one of us before she even made it to the front gate.
Fifteen minutes later, the brothers all leave church after Jake barks out orders on what our next move is. I asked Gabriel to go by and check on Bella’s sister.
After everyone has cleared the room, I turn to Jake. “I want to take Bella to my place tonight. Will you and the guys be good without me here?”
“Yeah, man. We’re good for tonight. Go on and get out of here.”
Before walking out the door I turn back. “Jake, if you find the son of a bitch that fucked with my woman tonight, you call me. That motherfucker is mine,” I declare.
“You got it, brother.”
Opening the door to Jake’s office, I find Bella, curled up on the couch asleep. She is so fuckin’ beautiful. I walk over to her and gently run my hands through her silky hair. “Bella, wake up.”
She slowly opens her eyes.
“Hey, beautiful. I need the address where your sister is staying, so Gabriel can check on her.”
She rambles off the address as I text it to Gabriel. His reply is instant.
Gabriel: On it.
I turn my attention back to Bella. “Come on, let’s go, babe.”
“Go where?” she asks.
“I’m taking you to my house tonight.”
“No, I’m going home,” she bites out.
“Not fuckin’ happening, Bella. You’re coming home with me. Not risking something happening to you.”
She glares at me. “Seeing as you have a girlfriend, Logan. I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Girlfriend? What the hell are you talking about?”
“The woman that was hanging all over you tonight.”
I think back to before she showed up, then it hits me. Shit! She saw Cassie’s whining ass trying to get my attention earlier.
“Look, Cassie is not my woman. She’s clubwhore. She ain’t shit to me, babe,” I say with conviction hoping she will let it drop, but when she narrows her eyes at me I know that’s not happening.
“Well, she told me otherwise.”
What the fuck?
“Explain,” I demand.
“Your little ‘friend’, came up to me the other day when I was out shopping with my sister. She and her tacky friend informed me that you belong to her and to stay the hell away from her man. I have to say, Logan. You picked a real classy one there,” she says while crossing her arms over her chest, pushing her breasts up, making my eyes zero in on her cleavage. She so fuckin’ cute trying to be all angry. I’m not going to even try and hide my smirk.
“So, now you think this is funny?” she huffs, then stomps out of Jake’s office.
I stand there for a minute, staring up at the ceiling before going after her. This woman is going to be the death of me. I catch up to her before she can even make it out the front door. Putting my shoulder to her stomach, I scoop her up.
“What the hell, Logan! Put me down right now!”
Reaching up I give her a firm slap on the ass.
“You did not just spank me? You asshole!”
“Enough!” I bark.
Something in my tone causes her to stop fighting. As soon as I make it outside to my bike I set her down, then look her right in the eyes. “I do not have a girlfriend. Whatever that bitch told you is a lie. Cassie is a clubwhore. Her purpose is to cater to whatever needs a brother has. That’s what she signed up for. That’s it. I’ll deal with her ass later. You should have come to me and asked if it was true, but instead, you assumed that it was.”
“I thought maybe I had read too much into the last few weeks,” Bella murmurs, looking down.
“No, babe. I was battling shit in my own head. I don’t deserve you, but I’m a selfish man. I’m finally taking what I want, and what I want is you.
I hand her a helmet before straddling my bike. “Get on.”
She does so, wrapping her arms around my waist. It feels so fuckin’ good to finally have her on the back of my bike.
Pulling up to my house, I park the bike and hold out my hand for her to climb off. Taking my helmet off she starts looking around.
“You live here? I’ve always envied people who could live out here on the lake. It must be great waking up to this every morning.
“Come on,” I say, grabbing her by the hand and leading her into the house. I chuckle to myself as we walk inside because she certainly is not shy about being nosey. She looks at everything, stopping at some framed photos on the wall. They’re pictures I took back in high school. I brought my camera along on a weekend ride with Reid and Noah. I tried to capture everything from the scenery, our bikes, us. I watch her run her fingers over the frames.
“These are beautiful. Logan. I recognize you and Reid, but the third guy...”
“That’s Noah, Reid’s brother.”
“I remember you talking about Noah, the day you told me about growing up with the club. I’m sorry you guys lost him.”
“Yeah, me too.”
I watch as she walks to the staircase and starts making her way upstairs.
I love the look of her in my home. It feels right.
After locking up and setting my keys on the counter, I set out to find my girl.
I find her in my room in front of the French doors that she has opened, that lead to a balcony that overlooks the lake.
The moon is so bright tonight, it’s reflection is casting a glow on her face. She’s so fuckin’ beautiful it takes my breath away.
Turning her head, she catches me staring at her. Our eyes meet. In that moment, nothing else exists. I feel like I’ve waited all my life to find her.
I make my way to her as she turns to fully face me. Placing both hands on each side of her face, I run the pad of my thumb over her soft, full lips before my mouth is on hers. I run my tongue over the seam of her lips, encouraging her to open. When she does, I take full advantage.
After a few seconds of tasting her, I’m wanting more. My cock is painfully hard, straining against the zipper of my jeans, as I cup Bella’s ass and lift her. She immediately wraps her legs around my hips, as I walk back a few steps to sit on the balcony lounge chair, never breaking our connection.
With her straddling me I can feel the heat between her legs and it does nothing but fuel my animalistic need to claim her.
Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, I slowly pull it off over her head. I then pull the cups of her black lace bra down, exposing her breast, the cool night air instantly hardening her peaks, taunting me. Leaning forward, I swirl my tongue around her nipple.
She throws her head back with a moan, arching into my mouth further, as I bring my other hand up running my thumb over her other nipple giving it equal attention. Her skin feels like silk against my callused hands.
Deciding I can’t wait a minute longer to have her, I st
and up, carrying her inside to my bed and gently lay her down.
I run my hands down her body until I reach the button of her jeans. No words are spoken as I unbutton them, peeling them off her inch by inch. I toss them on the floor, without taking my eyes off her.
Fuck me, she’s wearing the most sinful, red lace panties. And they’re soaked with her arousal, which causes a deep growl to leave my throat.
Leaning down I press my face between her thighs, inhaling her scent, fueling my need to devour her.
Looking up at Bella, I see pure lust in her eyes, but there something else I see...uncertainty.
“You okay, Angel?”
Swallowing hard she answers, “Yes, but...”
“But what, babe? You want me to stop?”
“No!” she quickly answers. “It’s just that, well, I’ve um...I haven’t been this far with anyone before.”
I’m fuckin’ speechless for a moment. She’s untouched and mine.
“Angel, you don’t know how fuckin’ happy it makes me, knowing no man has touched this perfect fuckin’ pussy. It makes me hard as a goddamn rock thinking about sliding into you for the first time.
“You on the pill? I don’t want anything between us, and I’m clean.” I settle myself between her legs.
“Yes,” she rasps.
Knowing it’s her first time I decide to take things slow. I want this night to be burned into her memory. Slowly, I slide her panties off, then I gently spread her legs.
“First, I need to taste you.”
I run my tongue through her wet folds, tasting her for the first time. She’s just as sweet as I thought she would be, like honey. “Perfect. It’s mine. Isn’t it, babe? Tell me who this pussy belongs to.”
I run the tip of my tongue over her clit a few times, causing her back to arch off the bed with a moan.
“Yours,” she says breathlessly.
“Damn right it is,” I growl, right before I slip a finger inside her, pumping in and out while working her clit.
Gasping she clutches the blanket, opening her legs wider, as I slip another finger in stretching her.
“Logan, please,” she begs.
“The first time I make you come, beautiful, it’s going to be on my cock.”
Bella’s eyes are heavily lidded with lust as I step back and start to undress. She watches, never taking her eyes off mine.
I look down at her with the moonlight dancing on her skin and she watches as I fist my cock giving it a few strokes.
Crawling up her body I stop along the way tasting her breasts and kissing the soft delicate skin at the base of her throat before whispering in her ear, “You ready, beautiful?”
“God yes, Logan, please.” she begs again.
Her hands start to explore my body, mapping out every inch of my skin. It takes everything in me not to lose control. I raise up and grab my cock, guiding it to her entrance.
Dipping my head down I take her nipple into my mouth, earning another moan. I ease the tip of my cock in. She’s so tiny and so fucking tight. I reach down and lift her leg up, opening her to me a little more, allowing me to push in further. I stop when I feel resistance.
“Breathe, babe,” I tell her. As soon as she does, I thrust in all the way while she cries out and I take her innocence.
“Fuck,” I groan out.
Resting my forehead on hers, I stay still inside her for a minute, waiting for her pain to pass. Once I feel her body begin to relax, I start moving, slowly dragging my cock in and out of her sweet pussy.
She gasps and starts rocking her hips meeting me thrust for thrust. “You feel so good, Logan,” she says as I circle my hips and rock against her.
I can feel her walls tightening around my cock, letting me know she’s getting close. I grind down harder causing friction on her clit, and a deep throaty moan escapes her mouth as her nails dig into my back. The pain making my dick even harder.
Moments later her back arches as her orgasm rips through her body causing her pussy to clamp down on my cock like a fucking vise, triggering my own release. With a final thrust, I hold myself deep inside her walls, losing myself with every long deep pulse. I hold myself up, careful not to crush her tiny frame and bury my head in her neck, both of us trying to catch our breaths.
Lifting my head, I look at her, “You okay, Angel?”
“Yes,” she says with a big, lazy, satisfied smile on her face.
Leaning down I give her a kiss.
“Stay here. I’m going to get something to clean you up with.”
A little while later we’re lying in bed. Bella is tucked into my side, tracing over my tattoos with her finger.
I pull her tighter into me, then kiss the top of her head and whisper,
“Mine.”
I feel her smile against my chest.
“Yours,” my angel says, right before drifting off to sleep.
For the first time in forever, I fall asleep with ease, holding the best thing to ever walk into my life.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Bella
I wake the next morning with Logan’s head between my legs, and his mouth doing amazing things. My body vibrates with pleasure as his tongue swirls around my clit, causing my hips to rise off the bed. Looking down at him through my lashes, I see Logan’s beautiful eyes staring back at me. His hot mouth is licking and biting while my breaths become frantic, and my hands fist the sheets.
“Don’t stop,” I plead breathlessly.
“Not a chance,” he growls sliding his finger inside, pressing against my g-spot.
I’m so close. I feel it as my legs begin to shake. A whimper escapes my mouth when he pulls out of me. Not wasting any time, he slides both hands under me, grabbing my ass, pulling me closer to his mouth. Just when I think it’s too much, his mouth closes around my clit, and he sucks. I throw my head back crying out his name as my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me lightheaded and spent.
Moments later I feel Logan slowly kissing his way up my body, until his mouth is on mine, causing me to taste myself on his lips.
Pulling away, he peers down at me.
“Morning, Angel.”
“Morning,” I reply, with a lazy smile.
He climbs out of bed, completely comfortable with his nudity, as he should be. Logan is a beautiful man, with his broad shoulders, six pack abs, and don’t even get me started on that ass.
“Come on, babe. Let’s get a shower before we head to the clubhouse.”
“Why are we going to the clubhouse?”
“Prez called earlier. Said he needs us there.”
“Okay, but I need to go pick my sister up at her friend’s house soon.”
“No problem, babe. Now come on.”
Standing under the spray of the hot water feels so good on my skin. Especially since Logan has taken it upon himself to wash me. His hands slowly roam all over my body, paying special attention to my breasts. When he reaches between my legs, I close my eyes letting out a moan.
Wanting to return the favor for what he did to me just moments ago, I drop to my knees in front of him. . His long, thick cock making my mouth water.
Reaching up, I wrap my hand around his shaft. His size making my hands look so small. Looking up, I meet his eyes. I’ve only given head a handful of times before to a guy I dated for about four months my last year of high school. Though he never complained, I’m not completely confident in my ability to please Logan. I’m positive he has had more experienced women.
“Go on, beautiful,” he says, encouraging me.
Pushing those thoughts away, I bring the head of his cock to my mouth, swiping my tongue across the tip to catch the bead of precum, causing him to moan. I close my eyes, relishing the taste of him.
Playing off his reaction, I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock a bit, before taking half of his length in my mouth, while my hand works the rest of his shaft. Never taking my eyes off his. I see the heavy rise and fall of Logan’s chest, and the set of his jaw line
, telling me he wants to take control but is letting me take the lead, allowing me to go at my own pace.
Reaching down, Logan grabs a handful of my hair as I take his cock all the way to the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” Logan hisses.
He begins to pump in and out of my mouth, holding my hair so tight it stings a little. I love it.
“Your mouth looks so fuckin’ good wrapped around my cock, Angel.”
I’m so turned on.
Logan must be able to read my thoughts because he asks, “Is sucking my cock turning you on? Your pussy’s wet, isn’t it?”
All I can do is hum my response.
“Put your fingers on your clit, Bella. I want to watch you while you suck my dick.”
I begin to rub my clit and it doesn’t take long before I can feel my orgasm building, as he continues to fuck my mouth.
Moments later Logan stills, as jets of warm, salty cum hit the back of my throat as my own orgasm crashes over me.
Reaching down he picks me up, pulling me into him, and rests his forehead on mine. The now lukewarm water is cascading over both of us.
“Fuckin’ perfect,” he says, breathlessly.
Logan and I pull up to the clubhouse and park. Getting off the bike, I hand him my helmet. As we make our way inside, Logan holds my hand. The fact that he’s not trying to hide that we’re together causing my belly to flutter a little.
Last night the club had been loud, full of bikers and scantily dressed women. This morning it’s quiet. I only see a few of Logan’s brothers. Gabriel is in his corner, drinking what I’m guessing is coffee, and Quinn is sitting at the bar with his own cup too.
Taking a seat at the bar, Logan motions for Austin to bring us some coffee. “Bella wants sugar and a shit ton of cream,” he tells Austin.
“Well, look at you two being all cute and shit,” Quinn says interrupting us.
“Shut the fuck up, asshole. It’s too early for your shit,” Logan tells him.
I look over at Quinn. He winks at me, and I smile. I’m used to his crazy ass by now.
Austin sets my cup in front of me, and just as I’m about to bring it to my mouth, I see that fucking bitch Cassie, slide right up next to Logan.
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