Savior: A Tattered Club Story (Tattered Social Club Series Book 1)

by Allan, Pauline

  Ethan finally felt safe when Niko pulled him close. “I’ll do whatever I can to help.” He leaned into Niko’s chest, grateful for the ultimate security in his arms.

  After the guys pulled out of the lot, Niko kissed Ethan on the top of his head. “Let’s stay here tonight, baby. You need to rest. I’ll check on Casper first thing in the morning.”

  Exhaustion claimed his muscles and he almost tripped going up the stairs to the apartment. By the time they’d slid into bed, they were naked and wrapped in each other’s arms.

  “I want you,” Ethan whispered, peppering kisses along the brass knuckles tattoo on Niko’s neck. “Let me inside, please.”

  “You need to rest.” Niko rolled so Ethan was lying across his chest.

  “No.” Ethan leaning up, moving his hips between Niko’s spread thighs. “I need in here.” He dipped his fingers on the slick skin beneath Niko’s sac. “I need you.” When his finger breached Niko’s ring, he moaned. “See, you want me in here too.”

  “Jesus, you know how to play me. Do you have lube?”

  Ethan crawled over Niko and reached on the floor by the bed. When he came up, he squeezed the tube and rubbed his fingers together. “I want to be on top of you.”

  “Then do it.”

  As he knelt between Niko’s knees, he couldn’t wait for the romance and slow time they’d taken before. He needed to fuck, to release all the fear and anger he’d harbored since the day he’d left home. “I have to go fast.”

  Niko grunted and tugged on Ethan’s cock. “I like it when you go fast. Make me come, baby.”

  When Niko rose on his forearms to watch, Ethan fisted the base of his cock and drove home. Niko held his breath, his eyes screwed shut. That first penetration would hurt and burn, but pleasure would follow and Niko would be okay.

  Ethan felt his cock thicken and vibrate as Niko slid his hand down to grip his own cock. In sync, they danced. Ethan pushed, his balls tucking in tight when Niko pulled, rounding his wide hand over the purple head. “I can’t last long.” Ethan clenched his teeth. “I have to come. I want to come on you.”

  Niko nodded and pumped his fist harder. Ethan pulled free and stroked until warm heat rose and his body locked. He leaned forward, splashing thick white streams over Niko’s hand. “Fuck, Ethan. Holy fuck.” Niko panted, pulling faster until his hand and dick were coated. Spent, muscles relaxed, Ethan leaned in leaned forward and slipped his tongue where he’d washed Niko’s cock with his seed.

  “Come in my mouth, Niko.” Ethan opened his mouth wide letting Niko shove the head of his cock into the back of his throat. Hot jets filled skimmed over his tongue and slid in thick streams down his throat.

  The back of Niko’s head hit the pillow. Ethan climbed over Niko’s leg and crashed onto the mattress. “You know I love you, right?” he asked, feeling brave after purging his insecurities.

  “Yeah.” Niko grinned. “I love you, too.”

  “I want a party. A big one.”

  Niko tipped onto his side, brushing a loose strand of hair from Ethan’s forehead. “For your birthday?”

  “Yes, and a cake. And for another gift you have to finish my tattoo. I don’t think it’s fair you missed my appointment and never rescheduled. I am your boyfriend after all.”

  Niko rolled onto Ethan, pinning him against the blanket. “That’s right.” He dipped his head to coax Ethan’s mouth open with his tongue. “You’re my boyfriend.”

  Ethan tilted his head, swallowing the affection of Niko’s warm mouth. “Thank you for telling your friends about us. That means more to me than you’ll ever know.”

  “Thank you for giving me the courage to do it. You mean…you mean so much to me, Ethan. I’ve never let anyone in like this.”

  When Niko lay back, Ethan nestled into the heat of his hard chest and traced the swirls and lines painted on Niko’s stomach. “What happened with your dad? You talked so fast and said something about a bullet, but you never told me what happened.”

  “I was sixteen.” Niko ran his fingertips over Ethan’s arm. “My dad had beaten my mom up again. This time, he’d broken her arm. I ran into their bedroom, got the gun, and told him I was going to shoot him if he ever touched her again. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the floor then he started toward me. He’d been drinking. He was a bastard when he got his hands on a whiskey bottle. Hell, he was an asshole when he was sober. He came at me and I shot him in the leg. I got scared and ran. When the cops picked me up, my mom had told them I broke her arm and went after my dad. I had a record from the graffiti shit and stealing a few things, nothing big, but I was already on their radar. I went to juvie and they went to Hell in my book. Haven’t seen or heard from them since.”

  “God, Niko, that’s horrible.”

  “It’s all good now. Had a little trouble when I got out. Couldn’t seem to stop painting shit.” The rise and fall of his chest when he laughed made Ethan smile. “I got caught and that’s when I met The Professor. It was something like a parole deal after I got out of juvie and I violated it. I landed in big boy jail and The Professor had seen my handiwork on the side of buildings and bridges. I was stupid enough to leave my mark and he found me, brought me here, and made me his apprentice. Also got me started on the graffiti gigs. Now I’m legit and shit.” He laughed again.

  Ethan pressed a kiss to one of the sails on a pirate ship tattoo just below Niko’s nipple. “You’re amazing. You’ve done so much with your life.”

  Niko skimmed his lips over the top of Ethan’s head. “You’ve got your whole life ahead of you. I have no doubt you’re going to be great at whatever you decide to do.”

  Ethan leaned up, pressing his hands on Niko’s chest. “Thank you for giving me the courage to have a new life.”

  “Ah,” Niko teased, running his fingers through Ethan’s hair. “A new life that you’re going to have to put up with my bullshit. The guys are right. I’m grouchy, cocky, and well…really good looking. I think they forgot to add that part.”

  Ethan chuckled. “I guess they did. Thank God I already knew that.”

  Niko tugged on the sheet until they were both covered. “Go to sleep. You’re safe, baby. I’ll always keep you safe.”

  “We’ll keep each other safe.” Ethan nestled into Niko’s side.

  “Yes, baby, we will.”

  *****

  “I talked to my father last week. Your boyfriend’s suitor has been laying low, I figured so people wouldn’t see the evidence of your brawl. Seth gave me the rundown of what you did.” Mitch peered up at Niko. “It’s evident you grew up in the neighborhoods. Now, as for you.” He looked over at Ethan. “Do you have pictures, texts? Any letters?” Mitch leaned back in his father’s chair. He sparked a lighter and lit the expensive cigar hanging out of his mouth. “If not, I can come up with something.”

  Niko crossed his arms over his chest and watched Ethan fidget in the chair opposite the desk. “You’re not using anything that’ll embarrass Ethan.” Niko was firm on that one. “That’s my hard limit.”

  Mitch rested the cigar between is fingers. “It’s not your hard limit to make.” He tipped his gaze in Ethan’s direction. “It’s his.”

  Niko put his hands on Ethan’s shoulders, hoping to bring comfort to his nervous boyfriend. “I’ve been a pain, but I just want this all to go away. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

  Mitch lifted the corner of his mouth in a cocky grin. Niko had seen that expression before. Mac the Stack smirked like that before he kicked a guy around for not bringing bank after moving his drugs. No stack of bills and guys came up missing.

  “No problem.” Mitch casually shook his head. “I know people at the club. I’ve been waiting for this asshole to give me an excuse to get close. I can use this.”

  Ethan looked up at Niko then turned to Mitch. “You’ve been to the club?”

  As Mitch spoke, a bellow of smoke floated from his mouth. “I’m everywhere. Charles Covington isn’t a self-made man. We can take
what he has here and he can run back to the old money. The son of a bitch will be hard pressed to make new deals in this city. Now.” He pointed his finger in Niko’s direction. “As for that police report. I got that taken care of. Apparently, at one time I did a favor for the right guy and your paperwork disappeared. So, he’s got no ground to stand on there. I’ve already contacted his wife. I said I was a physician at the hospital and her husband had been mugged outside a club. He’ll have that shit to deal with and know we’re not fucking around.”

  Niko should hate this guy, but damn if he didn’t like the asshole. “I like the way you think. So, you get a footing in this business and we get out of this mess?”

  Mitch stood and rounded the desk. “Yes. I was looking for an in and this will be it.” So, maybe the guy wasn’t so great after all. “Don’t look at me like that. This is business and the winner’s the one who gets paid. I get paid…a lot. So, if you want this problem to go away, I can do that. The last thing I want is for my father to lose this place. It’s part of his heart and soul. As for you two, if what I do helps you, it’s because I’m helping my father and getting this bastard out of my way.”

  Ethan stood. “Scarlet was right. You’re an asshole, but do what you have to and we’ll stay out of your way.” Niko rested his hand on the back of Ethan’s neck. “But, don’t think for one second I’ll let you do something that’ll hurt this guy.” He pointed his thumb at Niko. “I’ll go crazy on you if you tell anyone about us before he’s ready. His friends and family knowing is one thing, but he has the right to tell everyone else on his own terms. So don’t fuck with him.”

  Mitch stood and slapped Ethan on the shoulder. Niko’s fists twitched. “No worries young man. I don’t need anyone to get what I want. Covington won’t be able to show his face again and my bank account is going to grow. Tell my father I stopped by.”

  Niko waited until Mitch walked out of the room, a trail of cigar smoke in his wake.

  Ethan turned into Niko’s arms. “I’m glad he got the charges dropped. I would’ve gone insane if you got put in jail.”

  Niko pressed his finger under Ethan’s chin, bringing his lips against his own. The heat between their lips made him lightheaded. “You never have to worry about me going away.”

  “Good.” Ethan draped his arms around Niko’s shoulders. He’d never really known what it would feel like to have a home, a safe haven where he could let down his guard. “Do you know how amazing you make me feel?” Ethan’s beautiful lips tipped up in a smile. A smile he always wanted to be the cause of.

  “Almost as amazing as you make me feel?”

  Niko nestled his lips against the edge of Ethan’s ear, that sweet spot that always brought Ethan to his knees. “You’re my home, skinny jeans.”

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Pauline lives in the Midwest with her hero husband, two handsome boys, one ornery cat, and a lovely Pitbull. By day Pauline is a special care baby registered nurse and by night a hopeless romantic. She loves to travel to New Orleans twice a year to recharge her creative battery and enjoy a bag full of powdered sugar covered beignets. Sit down, relax and Laissez les bons temps rouler!

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  Table of Contents

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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