Knox (Dead Souls MC Book 1)

by Savannah Rylan

  Monroe.

  That beautiful woman had come to meet me.

  I stalked towards her as she pushed off the edge of her car. She wore this tight pair of jeans and a shirt that fluttered around her body. Her flip flops graced her feet as she turned towards me, a grin on her cheeks and a fire behind her beautiful green eyes.

  “Fancy seeing you here,” I said.

  “Figured you could use a ride. Didn’t think they’d have your motorcycle parked somewhere for you to use,” she said. “Though I did expect to see more people here.”

  “We don’t come near jails unless we have to,” I said.

  “So how would you have gotten home if I hadn’t been here?” she asked.

  “We have these things called cabs in Redding. Ever heard of it? Yellow and black. Looks like a car. Got someone driving it.”

  Monroe playfully slapped my arm and I caught her wrist within my hand. She gasped at the touch, her eyes bouncing between our connection and my face. I brought the palm of her opened hand to my lips to kiss, watching the way her skin flushed.

  I couldn’t wait to collect my prize after enduring that fuckin’ jail.

  “I think I’d like a ride back to my place,” I said. “I’ll show ya the way.”

  I got into Monroe’s car and directed her on where to go. We twisted and turned all throughout the town, making our way to the side that bordered the desert. There was a warehouse district that had been refurbished into a bunch of rented apartments, and as we pulled in I saw Monroe taking everything in.

  “Are these old shipping containers?” she asked.

  “They are,” I said.

  “And you live in one of them?”

  “A bunch of people do. They’ve been outfitted to be little rented studio apartments.”

  “You’re kidding me.”

  “Nope. Cheap living and decent insulation. Though I pay a shit-ton for air conditioning in the summers.”

  “Which one’s yours?” she asked.

  “All the way at the end. The dark green container on the right.”

  She pulled up to the side of it and we both stepped out. I looked over at her and saw her looking out over the expanse of the desert. Nothing but dry shrubs, cracked ground.

  But for some reason, she was taken by it.

  “Wanna see the inside?” I asked.

  “Of a shipping container used as an apartment? Yes please.”

  I grinned as she walked around her car and I put my hand on the small of her back. If she didn’t enjoy it, she didn’t make any move to show it. I led her into the place I called home and her eyes automatically lit up. I switched on the lights and closed the door behind us as she walked into the middle of the room.

  “This is a massive container,” Monroe said. “You’ve even got a lofted second story.”

  “Yep.”

  “Why don’t you have any windows though?” she asked.

  “I got them, they’re just up on the second floor. Looks out over into the woods.”

  “I bet the stars are beautiful from that vantage point.”

  “Maybe you could see for yourself sometime,” I said.

  Monroe whipped her head around and her hair billowed out around her body. Her tits were blanketed underneath her baggy shirt, but I could still see their luxurious outline. I had no shame in devouring her with my eyes. I had no shame in the thoughts running through my head. She’d given me a tantalizing taste of what was underneath her clothes the last time we talked, and I had every intention of taking her up on her offer.

  “Knox?”

  Her soft voice ripped me from my trance and I took a step towards her.

  “Yep?”

  “I’m really glad you’re okay.”

  “I’m glad I’m okay, too. But I have a question I have to ask you,” I said.

  “What’s that?”

  “What deal did you strike with Diego for Paco’s testimony?”

  I watched her face pale as I reached out to take her hand.

  “Striking a deal with a man like Diego is a risky choice. I wanna make sure you’re gonna be okay.”

  “I told him I’d keep an eye on some potential fallout with this government shit that sneaked its way into your case.”

  “And that’s it?” I asked.

  “That’s it. I told Diego I’d keep tabs on it and do whatever I could to keep the official guys out of Redding.”

  “You know that means he thinks you’ll keep them away, period.”

  “I’m aware of that,” she said.

  “You shouldn’t have struck that deal. What happened to subpoenaing him?”

  “It was easier to get Paco’s testimony that way. Plus, you seemed pretty concerned with the heat that would come down on you for talking, so I tried not to stir the pot anymore.”

  “I never said I was concerned.”

  “You didn’t have to. It was written all over your face during our last conversation. You really struggled with it, and while I don’t understand it, I wanted to respect it.”

  Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I’d never had a woman treat me with that type of respect before. Hell, I’d never had a woman who wanted to have a conversation with me before. I pulled Monroe’s body into mine, slipping my arm around her waist. Her emerald green eyes looked up towards me, her lips swollen with a want to kiss. I curled my fingers into her skin. I felt her heat penetrating my body. I lowered my face to hers and watched her eyes fluttered closed, her body waiting for whatever I had to give her.

  Our lips connected and electricity shot through my veins. Her arms were slung around my shoulders, her hands fisting my hair. I walked her back into the couch, feeling her sit against the edge of it as I bent her backwards.

  The two of us went tumbling as a giggle escaped from between her lips.

  We ripped at one another’s clothing. Shedding layer after layer until nothing was there but our skin and vulnerability. Fuck. Monroe’s body was filled with curves I could’ve never dreamed in my wildest fantasies. A tight little waist and a small paunch behind her belly button. Glorious tits that overflowed my hands when I palmed them. Thick legs that rubbed together with every step she took.

  I was going to devour every inch of her before she left my place.

  We fell to the floor as my lips traveled down her neck. I wrapped my lips around her painful peaks, watching her moan and wiggle for me. Her legs parted to accommodate my naked form as I slithered down her body. Lapping at her with my tongue and massaging her excess with my hands.

  “Knox. Shit.”

  “Oh I like the sound of that, Monroe. Say it again.”

  “Knox. Please. You have to… I need-”

  “Tell me what you need,” I said.

  I hovered my mouth over her juicy pussy as her eyes looked down upon me.

  “Say it.”

  “I need you to lick me. It’s been too long. Please.”

  “My pleasure,” I said.

  I dove into her depths and her back arched off the floor. I sucked and I licked. I pressed and I circled. I drew her throbbing nub between my teeth and pinched it with my lips. I pressed two of my fingers into her tight, wet heat as she began to buck into my face.

  “Holy hell. Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

  Her sounds rose goosebumps over my body. I lapped up her juices, watching them as they drenched my hand. I flicked my tongue as fast as it could go, watching her body jerk and shake for me. Her heels were digging into my back and her hands were curling tightly into the tendrils of my hair.

  I was going to have fun with her.

  “Knox! Yes!”

  I slid my hand from her pussy and reached around to grip her ass. She poured her juices out for my taking as I held her hips in the air. I pulled her closer to me, feeling her thighs grip around my cheeks.

  I looked up and saw her skin flushed with a deep red, her chest panting desperately for air.

  Her body caved and I rushed up her body. O
ur lips collided together and I felt her tongue lick her essence off my skin. I grabbed my dripping cock and pressed into her throbbing pussy, groaning as I entered her.

  “Holy shit. This has nothing on what I thought you’d feel like.”

  I set a relentless pace, not allowing Monroe one ounce of ability to recuperate. Her body was mine. Her sounds were mine. Her salted juices and her gasping breaths were all mine. I tossed her legs around my waist and encouraged her to lock them. To pull me closer into the comfort of her body as I plunged into her with my cock. Wet skin against wet skin rang out into the room. Our bodies slammed together as her tits jumped in my face.

  I buried myself in them, licking and biting and marking them as mine.

  Her hands dug into the meat of my back as her pussy began to flutter. I felt my balls rising into my body as her juices dripped down my skin. Our lips collided once more in a sloppy kiss. All teeth and tongue and dominance. Her face was scrunched up in pleasure. I could feel her pussy about to pop. Her body tensed and her legs pulled me deeper, and soon she was rocketing to the stars as my name fell from her lips.

  “Knox. Knox. Knox.”

  It was like a chant for rain. A string of ‘thank you’s for the pleasure I knew her body was racked with. I plunged myself into her depths one last time, her pussy sucking me deep as I burst into her body. Threads of cum that had begged for release for weeks coated her throbbing walls. I planted my hands beside her head and watched as her hands raked over me.

  She took in the strength of my chest, her eyes screwed shut as her fingers did all the talking.

  Monroe’s body dropped to the floor as a sheen of sweat gathered against her tits. I bent down to the crook of her neck and kissed it, sucking on a sweet spot that made her pussy clamp around my cock. I shivered at the feeling as my cock rose back to life. Throbbing within her body as she shook underneath me.

  But I wasn’t done with her yet.

  Not after all she had done for me.

  Chapter 18

  Monroe

  I couldn’t get enough of him. Even though my body was spent and even though Knox was puffing for air, I felt his cock rise back to life between my legs. His pleasure-clouded eyes darkened again as my eyes fluttered open, his cock pressing lewdly against my walls. He was growing thicker than he had done the first time, and I felt a surge of electricity spark my body back to life.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and rolled him over. His beautiful brown eyes widened with shock as I grinned down into his face. I planted my hands on his chest and swiveled my hips, feeling how our juices poured from my body. Every time I rolled, his cock hit this beautiful spot. It made me gasp for air and caused my thighs to jump, and his grin got wider every time it happened. I held his gaze, rocking against him as his hands gripped my hips tightly.

  Then he sat up straight and pulled me close to him as his back sat against the couch.

  My knees planted into the floor of his apartment as I slid up and down his cock. I gripped his hair and pulled him to me, his teeth nibbling on my skin. I loved how he bit down into me. How he commanded my body with his hands. I felt his calloused palms rake up my back and it sent shivers cascading throughout my body.

  “You’re fucking gorgeous,” Knox said. “You know that?”

  His words rumbled through my body as I felt him move again. Like I weighed nothing but air, he picked me up and carried me through his warehouse apartment. I felt my back being pinned to something cold as his hands grabbed mine, pinning my wrists above my head.

  The wall.

  Knox had me pinned to the wall.

  His hips rolled into me as his cock pulsed with delight. Knox reached his arm down underneath one of my legs, hooking it underneath the bend of my knee. I gasped as he brought my leg up, his hand planting beside my shoulder. He opened me up to the cold of his apartment, but the moment he slammed into me I knew what he had done.

  He had exposed my aching clit to his hard body, and I found it hard to catch my breath.

  “I’m just full of surprises,” he said breathlessly. Taunting me, like I was his play toy.

  I hated it.

  And yet I couldn’t get enough of it.

  I gripped onto anything I could find as he rendered me immobile. His tattooed forearms and his strong shoulders. His meaty thighs and his soft hair. His bruises were faded to bright yellows and soft browns, reminding me of the horrors I’d experienced that night. Tears rose to my eyes as I thought about him in that hospital bed. How badly he had been beaten and how worried I had been for him. I closed my eyes and felt his cock sloshing in and out of my body, my juices dripping down his balls and pooling on the floor beneath us.

  His lips captured mine as a tear rushed down my cheek. I opened my eyes and found his blue orbs, his brow furrowed in concern. He slowed his pace, slowly slipping in and out of me so I could catch my breath.

  I was so happy he was okay.

  My head fell against the wall as his cock stroked my pussy. My walls were fluttering again as my gut began to burn. His hips started to roll harder as my back inched up the wall. Sweat dripped down my brow as my hands gripped into his tattoos, leaving crescent marks behind on his faded bruising as he gnashed his teeth at me.

  “Monroe. Shit. I-... fuck.”

  I felt Knox’s hips stuttering as my pussy pulled him deeper. I relinquished my body to his assault, taking in the way his cock split me in half. My juices soaked my ass crack and dripped down his thighs. With every thrust he made they splattered against his skin. Our foreheads fell together as he slammed into me one last time, stilling as his cock pumped my body full of him again.

  His pulsing triggered my own release, throwing me over the edge into an endless abyss of darkness.

  But before we could fully recuperate, a phone rang out into the room.

  “That’s… not mine,” I said breathlessly.

  “I know. It’s mine,” Knox said heavily.

  He pulled away from my body and helped steady me onto my feet. He walked away from me, every muscle of his body flexing as I slid to the floor. I couldn’t stand. Not now. My legs were weak and my body was still shaking. The room was spinning and my head felt light. My thighs were sore and my pussy was swollen and I was still dripping out on the floor of his apartment.

  I watched his glistening muscles flex as he dug around for his phone.

  “Knox,” he said. “Yep, I’m home. Uh huh. It’s there? Figured it would be. Yep. Hell no, I don’t need a damn ride. I’ll call a cab or some shit. Uh huh. Thirty? Got it. I’ll be there.”

  My head fell against the wall as reality crashed back over me.

  “Hate to fuck and run, but duty calls,” he said.

  “That was your club, wasn’t it?” I asked breathlessly.

  “Calling church,” he said.

  “Church. That a… code word for… something?” I asked.

  “Struggling over there?”

  I looked over at him and saw him grinning at me. That little shit-eating grin that knew he’d just rocked my damn world.

  “Shut up,” I said. “Guess I didn’t do my job if you’re not.”

  “Trust me. I’m struggling enough,” he said. “But I gotta go.”

  “To church.”

  “Yep.”

  How the hell was I supposed to have feelings for a criminal? I literally just picked this man up from jail after he was booked for murdering someone. Granted he didn’t do it, but he was about to walk right back into the crew that got him into trouble in the first place. Go meet up with the guy that sent him into that mess in the first place!

  “Don’t go,” I said.

  Knox’s movements ceased before he pulled his leather vest on.

  “Don’t have much of a choice,” he said.

  “You always have a choice. You can make a better life for yourself,” I said as I got up off the floor.

  “Who said I didn’t have a good life now?” he asked.

  “The fact that you just got out o
f jail holds merit. You shouldn’t be part of that life. You can have something better.”

  “What I got is fine by me,” he said.

  “Knox, you can’t go.”

  “And why the hell not?” he asked. “Because some pretty little naked thing told me I shouldn’t?”

  “No. Because your fucking lawyer told you that you shouldn’t,” I said.

  “You ain’t my lawyer anymore. You did your job and now it’s over.”

  “So, that’s it? You’re going to go back to the people who sunk you into that situation in the first place? Who told you to go into the woods and put you in harm’s way in the first place?”

  “That club’s the only thing I got, Monroe!”

  “That club landed you in jail, Knox!”

  I furiously pulled on my clothes as he made his way for the door.

  “That club’s the only thing I’ve ever known. And if you don’t like it, then you can get in your car and outta here,” he said.

  “You deserve better, Knox.”

  I reached out for his arm and spun him around, our eyes connecting in their heated fury.

  “You deserve better than people who will throw you to the wolves.”

  “None of them threw me to the wolves,” he said. “None of what happened was my fault. We went in peace and they came at us in anger. And frankly, I don’t give a damn if you believe me. That club is my family, and you don’t abandon family. Ever.”

  I reached for him again as he turned to leave, but this time he shook me off him.

  “And if you think that a little ‘welcome home’ fuck gives you the right to tell me what I can and can’t do with my life, then you can forget where the hell I live.”

  Then I watched as he stormed out of his apartment and left me to make my choice.

  I charged out of his apartment and saw him standing at the sidewalk. A yellow cab pulled up and he got in, not bothering to give me a look as the cab pulled away. I slammed his door behind me and kicked at the metal of the warehouse, listening as it echoed in the confines of his living space.