His words make me smile. Which seems an odd thing. Smiling…while having sex…with a man I like…
“So you’re giving me permission to use you for sex?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“You might be crazy, Zander,” I tell him, but his name comes out broken, because he finally starts moving and I can feel him slide out and then slowly slide back in.
“Shut up, Hellcat and kiss me. Tell me how you like your taste on my lips.”
His words excite me. I’m feeling something I don’t think I’ve felt since before I lost my mom…happiness. Then his lips are on mine, I taste myself and it mingles with his own unique flavor and it makes me hungry for more.
“Thrust up to meet me, Hellcat and grind that juicy little body into me. Do it,” he growls in my ear when we break apart to breathe. I follow his directions, while he kisses down the side of my neck, using his teeth to lightly graze and nibble the same path. Our speed picks up and I feel my release rising. It’s bigger, more intense than the other two and I have a moment of fear. It’s too late to turn back though. My release slams into me with the force of a tidal wave. My nails dig into Zander’s back and I know I’m leaving marks, I just can’t help it. I hear him groan out with his own orgasm. If this is what sex is, it’s no wonder Nicole is so crazy over Dragon.
“Damn Hellcat,” he whispers into my neck, then he slowly pulls out of me and lays on his side.
I watch as he disposes of the condom and I would have thought I’d feel weird, but I don’t. I think I’m mindless and boneless. He throws it in the waste basket by the bed and comes back to me. He angles it so my head is on his chest and he’s holding me close. He pulls the sheet over us, which I’m glad for. I had actually forgotten I was lying here naked.
I search for words to say to him and my brain comes up empty. My eyes start to go heavy and I want to fight it, but I can’t seem to beat it back.
“Zander…” I whisper knowing I’m going to be asleep soon.
I feel a brush of his lips at my temple and then he whispers the sweetest words I’ve ever known.
“Rest, sweetheart. I’ll be here keeping you safe. Let it go and rest.”
Safe.
That word echoes as sleep claims me and the damnedest thing happens.
I believe him.
Chapter 14
Crusher
I’m in deep shit. As I watch Dani look over her shoulder at me leaving the shower, that’s all I can think. It’s been three weeks. Three weeks since I’ve sunk inside of her. Three weeks since I’ve had a taste of her and I still want her every fucking minute of every fucking day. She’s changed. We laugh. We play, and even more than those two. We enjoy being around each other. She cracks me the hell up and she’s like a giant kid sometimes and I love every fucking minute of it. This morning I have to head out to the club, Dragon wants me and Bull with him when he questions Irish again. I dread it. I fucking dread it more than anything I’ve ever faced. Still, I know it needs to be done. We need to know everything we can about why Irish betrayed us and who he was working with. That doesn’t mean getting the information is fun. Dani and I talked about it last night. She knows I’m dreading today and though she may not agree with what I or the club is doing at least she seems to accept it more. Her way of showing her support is surprising me in the shower and begging me to fuck her. Color me happy. She’s got me sewn up, and she doesn’t even know it. She still has it in her head we’re just using each other for sex. Fuck buddies. The woman is clueless. She’s not getting away from me—not now. As she gives me that sweet smile over her shoulder and steps out of the shower I realize I’m going to have to move this up a little. I can’t have her thinking she is free to find another man’s cock. Oh-hell-no. I’d kill the mother fucker. I can’t ask for all of it at once. She’d run and run fast. Still, I need her to give me something more… It’s stupid. I should be patient. I’m not and never have been and with Dani I’m finding those words even truer.
I turn the shower off and grab a towel. I dry quickly, throwing the towel on the floor and follow her into the bedroom. When I get there, she’s searching in the dresser for clothes. I come up behind her, pulling her towel off and throwing it on the ground. Skin against skin…better Dani’s skin against mine. Heaven.
She tenses up at first, but then relaxes back into my arms. She gives off a happy sigh when my hands cup her breasts and I start kissing on her neck. My dick, which had just fucked her into oblivion, is already stirring in interest. Yeah, I’m in deep shit.
“I told you I don’t like it when you sneak up on me, Cowboy.”
“Seeing you bent over like that, I lost my mind,” I respond my fingers plucking at her nipples smiling at the way they harden and stand at attention with just my first touch.
“Zander, there’s no way you can be horny again so soon. You just wore me out in the shower,” she says her voice taking on that husky, needy tone that makes my cock ache.
I take hold of my cock, rubbing it against her ass and letting it slide in the cleft of her ass, the head teasing her opening. Someday. She pushes back against my cock and my balls tighten. Someday soon.
“I wore you out, sweetheart?” I ask, making sure I continue worrying one of her nipples while playing with her ass too.
“Yes…”
She gasps as I push just a little harder against her ass. Shit why didn’t I put some lube in that drawer when I stocked it with condoms. I’ll make sure I take care of that today.
“Well if you’re so tired… you could suck on my cock.
Her body tenses and she pulls away. “We should get going. You have to be at the club and I need to check in at work and see when they’re putting me back on rotation.”
“Whoa, Hellcat, I think I liked where we were headed before better. We got time.”
“I got stuff I need to get done,” she says, not looking at me and getting dressed. Damn I guess playtime is over.
“Okay sweetheart, fine. We’ll pick this up later.” I cave, slapping her ass just as she pulls up these pale pink panties that don’t do a damn thing to make my cock deflate. “Why don’t you meet me at the club later tonight? Freak is claiming Nikki as his old lady. There’s a big party planned. We’ll eat and visit a bit, before coming back here.”
She finishes buttoning up her jeans, turns and looks at me and I can tell by the look on her face, I’m not going to like what she says next.
“I don’t want to come by the club, I told you. I don’t belong there.”
Yeah, I was right, I don’t like it.
“You sure as hell do,” I argue, ready to have it out, because it’s time we clear this shit up.
She’s running a brush through her hair and her eyes seek out mine through the mirror.
“Zander, the men there hate me and I just don’t belong with…”
“The fuck you don’t. You’re my woman and the men will get over it, they just don’t know you.”
“Your woman?”
“We’ve been fucking like bunnies and I’ve been in your bed every night for a month. I don’t see how that could have escaped your notice, Hellcat.” I grumble, getting pissed off now. I grab my jeans and pull them on. If I’m going to fight, I’ll be damned if I’m doing it with my dick swinging in the cold.
“We made a deal…”
“What does that mean?” I have to ask, because honestly I am at a complete loss. The damn woman has given me whiplash here.
“That means when we made this bargain, we agreed it wasn’t serious. It is just sex.
“I think it’s pretty clear we’ve gone beyond that Hellcat, and I’m doing my best to take us to the…”
“I don’t especially like where you were leading,” Dani says and starts putting on that damn red lipstick.
My cock pushes against the zipper of my jeans, at the thought of her sucking me and leaving a ring of lipstick behind. Jesus. I shake my head to clear it. I lean down and kiss the top of her head and breathe her
in. My hand caresses her skin and I stare at her in the mirror.
“Sweetheart, I know you have issues about the club, I’m not pushing you on them. I just want you to think about meeting me. I want to show you off,” I whisper, trying another tact.
Her hand comes up and grazes my five o’clock shadow and she quietly sighs.
“This is more than just a bargain over my dick, Dani. Give me that if nothing else.”
Her eyes stay on mine in the mirror, “It is.”
Two small words and they literally rock my world. I wanted them, I just wasn’t sure she’d give them.
“So, you will think about it, yeah?”
She nods a small half nod. It’s something.
“How about I let you selfishly use my cock again before we head out.”
“Do you take Viagra?”
I am busy pulling her back to the bed when her words make me do a double take.
“What in the hell are you talking about? Junior here doesn’t need anything but you to be ready to party.”
“Junior?”
“My dick? My hammer, my sword, my bologna pony, my one-eyed snake, my anaconda, my anal-impaler…”
“Anal-impaler?”
“Oh yeah, Hellcat, don’t worry. I’ll show you that side of him later on. Tonight in fact, I’m more than willing.”
She shakes her head, but she’s laughing.
“I think it’d be better for your rep if you try not to refer to your cock as junior.”
“You think?”
“It’s short changing the little guy.”
“Little? Ouch that hurts, Hellcat,” I tell her, picking her up and throwing her on the bed in retaliation. She squeals out as she sails the small distance and flops on the mattress.
“Maybe I’m mistaken. I mean it’s been a whole twenty minutes. Perhaps I’ve forgotten his mighty, ferocious proportions,” she says giggling.
I stand at the foot of the bed, watching her laugh and that feeling of being where I belong hits me again.
“Well then, unbutton those pants and prepare to be amazed,” I grin.
She does as I ask, and her eyes take on that glazed, aroused look I’ve come to recognize and love. I shed my own clothes. Once I’m naked, she starts pushing her pants down and I immediately help her, praying she’s already wet, because I can’t wait to get back inside of her. Relief hits me when I find her soaked and more than ready for my dick. I lay on my back and pull her on top of me, holding her until she guides me inside. I’ve noticed this is her favorite position and I’m all about pleasing my woman. She slides down on my cock and I watch her face, hypnotized by the pleasure that reflects back at me.
“Zander,” she moans as my cock stretches her.
“Yeah, Hellcat?” I ask, grabbing her hips and helping her to grind against me, once I sink all the way in.
“I was completely wrong. I’m overwhelmed by the size and girth of Junior.”
I grin. “Damn straight, now show him how sorry you are for underestimating his awesomeness.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Then she picks up the speed of her ride and I can do nothing but lose myself a little more.
I’m in deep shit.
Chapter 15
Dani
I’m in the kitchen, having just fed Zander a late breakfast and by that I mean he had me on the kitchen table. When I hear the door close announcing Zander has finally taken off to the club. The man is insatiable and he makes me crave him so easily, I honestly don’t know what to think about it. He could become an addiction and sadly, I think I’m already way too attached. Before, all I could think about doing was leaving and going to Mexico—getting away from Michael, Dragon and his crew. Am I blinded because finally I know what it feels like to find pleasure in a man’s arms? Maybe, but I’m more scared it’s Zander himself. He’s fun to be around. One of my favorite things to do lately has been just cuddling on the sofa with him watching old movies. Zander watches old movies, and when I say old, I mean John Wayne westerns. Still, I like it and they are fast becoming my favorite too. I’ve also, not even had a drink, other than a beer every once in a while. I still take my meds, but really only at night to help knock me out. I’ve learned the hard way, dreams are something I do not want to have.
Maybe Nicole is right and I need to breathe. Really, Michael would never think of finding a shipping heiress in the backwoods of Kentucky surrounded by bikers. Maybe I can finally let my guard down a little. Zander wants me to go to the club though and I’m not ready for that. I know it upsets him. I hate that. I hate it. He called me his woman…that terrifies me, but thrills me too. If he knew my past I know that would change, but the fact that the thought even crosses his mind now…It makes me want to cave.
If I go to the club he’ll see how different I am from the others. He’ll recognize all the things Michael saw and then this…whatever it is, will be over. I need it, if only for a little while longer. It’s the closest I’ve ever been to happy. It also feels good to not take as much meds and shit. Maybe since I’m doing better with Zander around, it would be a good time to go back into that therapy group Nicole is always trying to drag me to. Zander makes me stronger, maybe I can get strong enough to stand on my own. I sigh and then jump up to sit on the counter. I grab my cell and call Nicole, maybe I can get her to go out with me. I could use a night with just the two of us. I miss her.
“Hey Dani,” she answers on the third ring.
“Hey yourself, you sound tired, are you overdoing it?” I ask her, worried. It seems so weird not having her around and close by.
“Nah, Dragon won’t allow it. If anything he’s driving me crazy. Damn man thinks I should do nothing but lay in bed all day.”
“Well Nic, I mean you did almost kick the bucket. It’s probably a good idea if you took it easy and just laid around,” I say feeling stupid. I mean she’d been home a week, but of course she should be recuperating. I shouldn’t have even thought to ask her. It’s a reflex with me, I know. For so long it’s just been the two of us, so it’s hard for my brain to adapt that we are growing…apart. The mere thought makes me begin to panic. God, I need to stop that. Normal people do not panic at the drop of a hat. They don’t hold onto their best friend afraid of losing them. I want to slap myself and scream and…shit.
“Don’t you start on me to! I’m not even doing that much. I’m organizing a party tonight for Freak and Nikki, he’s claiming her as his. The boys and Twinkies are the ones doing all the actual work, but you would think I was out there moving the damned tables! He’s driving me crazy, Dani.”
I smile, I can’t help it. “You love it.”
She gets quiet and then when she does answer, her voice is softer and happier.
“It is good. I’ve never had anyone worry about me…besides you I mean.”
Guilt hits me and I know me confronting her about Dragon is not what she meant, but it is there regardless.
“I really am sorry Nic, I was stupid. If I could go back…I would…you know?”
“I told you to let it go. We survived and I know you wouldn’t have me hurt in a million years. Just from now on, talk to me about this shit and let’s act together please, not fly off, jump first and question later?”
“Yeah, I fucked up,” I say and the truth of that twists in my stomach—talk about understatement of the century.
“Yeah, you did,” she responds, though the tone of her voice is sweet and I know she’s not condemning me—even if I deserve it. “Dragon is good to me, Dani. He loves me and takes care of me. I wouldn’t want to live without him.”
I listen to her. I’m more than a little jealous. She sounds so happy and secure. What would that be like?
“So, I guess the next party at the club, claiming a woman will be yours and Dragon’s?”
“Oh girl, I think we’re way past that,” she laughs. “Dragon won’t let me out of the damn room unless I have the jacket on he had made for me. He wants the world to know I’m
his.”
“You know, that sounds kind of barbaric. Having anyone speak of you as their property.” I say, because she told me about the leather vest that said Property of Dragon on the back of it.
“These bikers live in a different world. Besides, I like it. A man in this world doesn’t claim a woman unless he plans on keeping her. It’s a big deal and a huge step for them, because let’s face it, these boys don’t need a woman. They have women jumping in their beds left and right. For them to want to tie themselves to one woman? That’s all about pride and respect for the women they care about.”
I listen to her words and Zander’s face pops in my mind. He wanted me there tonight. He said I was his woman. He wanted to show me off. My heart speeds up. I bite my nails as I listen to everything she says and in my mind relate it to me and Zander. Is that what he thinks about us? After just a month really? Is that even possible?
“I thought Nikki and Freak hadn’t known each other that long?”
Nicole laughs, “Girl please! Don’t you remember how Dragon took over my life from day one? Moss doesn’t grow under these boys’ feet.”
I think about it. Honestly, it’s true. They really haven’t been together that long. If I am important to Zander…if he really means that I’m his woman…maybe…I mean I could swing by for thirty minutes or so, right? I could make it that long without doing something stupid. I hear Michael’s voice in my head telling me how pathetic and idiotic I am… I tap it down. I definitely need to go to a meeting. It’s time I start trying to make a life for myself. Michael thinks I’m dead. Zander doesn’t need to know.
“I…I might drop by the club tonight, after my meeting…” I tell her, and I can hear the nerves in my voice. When Nicole answers, I can tell she hears them too.
“I’d love that, and it’ll be okay I promise. Dragon will behave.”
She thinks I’m worried about the club’s reaction to me, since the shooting. Truth is, they’ve all pretty much made me aware of how they feel about me. I kind of agree with them, so I’m okay with it. Just the thought of being around so many men…I’ve never allowed that to happen. Add that in with being around crowds…that’s a recipe for a panic attack. If I go to a meeting first? Could I do it? Or would a meeting and the memories it brings up make it worse? Shit.
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