Marked Skulls MC Series: Books 1-5

by Rylan, Savannah

  I wanted to be inside this woman. I wanted to spill my seed inside her and make her come. Nothing in the world would have felt more delicious than to come inside her. When I drew my mouth away from her breast, I found Lila looking at me. She wanted the same thing. She wanted to feel my cock inside her.

  She pinned herself to the wall again and spread her legs. She was inviting me in, but all I could think about was how fucking her now would be a disaster. If Lewis ever found out he would kill me. He would tell Elwood and Lila’s godfather would kill me all over again. She was a precious flower to all of them, and how dare I get my grubby hands on her? And also, that guy. Didn’t she have a thing with that guy?

  I felt Lila’s hands reach for my cock. She was holding me now, stroking its length gently at first, till her strokes became wilder. She was desperate to have my cock plow into her, and I was desperate for the same thing. I just couldn’t do it. Not after everything I knew about her, not after I knew what Lewis wanted for her and Hugh.

  I clenched my jaws and placed my palms on the wall on either side of her face. I brought my face up close to hers, so that our noses grazed as she stared into my eyes.

  “Aren’t you going to fill me, Girth? I want you inside me,” I heard her say and Lila’s voice was like a lullaby in my ears. She sounded beautiful, just like she looked.

  I couldn’t reply. All I could do was glare at her, while she stroked my cock rapidly. My balls were bursting, my cock was throbbing for a release and I knew that I would have to just come there in her hands.

  I looked down at her perfect little breasts, bouncing as she jerked me. Her nipples grazed against my chest and she bit down on her lip. She had the perfect body, the most delicate petite little body that I wanted to throw over my shoulder and carry to her bed.

  Lila’s strokes became harder and I stared at her lips, at her bow shaped luscious lips and I knew what they were capable of.

  I came hard, and her hands slipped over my cock, covered in my cum. I shot right into the palms of her hands while she stroked me. I growled through gritted teeth, right at her face as I came. I could feel the veins on my neck throbbing as I released and she leaned her head back. Her eyelids were heavy with desire, and it was obvious that she liked to watch me come.

  Lila liked having this control over my body. She enjoyed watching a big man like me, helpless in her hands. She might have been a foot shorter than me, light as a feather and delicate like candy floss; but she was the one who had the real control. She had her father and her friends wrapped around her thumb and she was doing the same to me now too.

  I jerked myself away from her, the moment my orgasm started to fade away. Lila stared at me with widened wild blue eyes. I pulled up my pants and hooked back my belt and I could feel her eyes on me, following my every move. She hadn’t said a word yet, but I could sense that something was coming. There was a storm brewing.

  She was too beautiful, she was too spoilt to not have the last word.

  I wished I could just get away from her. I was the kind of guy who fucked and forgot and then fucked someone else again. I didn’t know what to do with myself in a situation like this. I wished I could just push her away, but I couldn’t really, and it had do with my uncontrollable urge to fuck her constantly. I wanted to growl and break something or punch a wall.

  “That’s it then? Do you hate me now?” I heard her say, and I couldn’t believe that she had said those words. How could anyone hate this woman? She had no idea what I was feeling, and I was determined for her to never find out.

  11

  Lila

  Girth was dressed within seconds of coming in my hands. It was like a button had suddenly switched off in him and he was done. While I on the other hand, couldn’t bare the thought of being apart from him. It could have been that I was paranoid because of the shooting, and that I just wanted to feel safe…and nobody could make me feel as safe as Girth did.

  “I don’t hate you, Lila,” Girth said with a growl and I rolled my eyes at him. He sure was behaving like he did. I could still feel Girth’s mouth on my nipples, as I straightened up my own clothes and then walked towards the kitchen sink to wash my hands.

  Thankfully, Girth hadn’t left yet and gone outside like I expected him to but instead, he was following my every movement with his eyes.

  I washed my hands at the sink, getting the last traces of his cum off my fingers and palm. I dabbed my hands dry with a towel before turning to him again. Girth’s gaze dropped down from my face to my breasts, and then down my belly till he was staring right at the spot between my legs. I liked being watched by him, I liked knowing that he constantly wanted my body; no matter how much he hated himself for it.

  I watched as Girth ran a hand through his dark hair and shook his head.

  “I should be going outside. I need to keep watch,” he said and I stepped in his direction hurriedly.

  “Wait. Shouldn’t we talk about Hugh first?” I blurted. Girth stopped in his tracks and looked at me again. His golden brown eyes were narrowed and focused on my face now, drinking me in as he stared. The expression on his face was that of being burnt and I could sense that he was not in the mood to discuss Hugh, but we needed to get it out of the way.

  “What about him?” he asked, and his voice was a deep grumble again. I felt my throat go dry and I gulped.

  “I want you to know that there is nothing going on between us,” I said and clasped my hands together.

  Girth gritted his teeth but said nothing. Instead, his face remained turned to me and his eyes roamed all over my body. The silence between us in my house was deathly and I couldn’t control my urge to fill in that gap of silence. I stepped towards him again and his nostrils flared angrily.

  “Seriously, Girth, Hugh is a friend of my dad’s. He has been for a very long time and I can promise you that nothing has ever happened between us. All he feels towards me is a brotherly sort of affection,” I said and Girth shook his head lightly and looked away from me.

  “If that is what you think, then you’re being foolish, Lila. The man has feelings for you, and I can assure you that they are not brotherly ones,” Girth said and I stepped closer to him.

  “Maybe he does, I don’t know. I don’t spend enough time with him to know what’s going on in his head. All I know is that I feel nothing for him, do you believe me?” I was pleading with him and I didn’t even know why. This was unlike me. I never begged a man to give me his attention. If Girth wanted to leave after we had sex, then I should have let him. I didn’t owe him any explanation, but I couldn’t help it. I was drawn to him. I wanted to know that something more could happen between us. That there was still a chance.

  “What does your father think of him, Lila?” he asked and for a few moments, my words were caught in my throat. He’d caught me out, I didn’t like the answer to his question if I was going to be honest with him.

  “Daddy doesn’t know me the way he thinks he does. In his head, Hugh is the ideal man for me, but that’s not what I think,” I said and Girth shook his head and drew in a deep breath.

  “Your father is right, and he does know what is best for you. You should trust his instincts,” Girth said.

  “Trusting his instincts nearly got me killed!” I screeched and he ran a hand through his hair.

  “No, it didn’t. That was a mistake and now he’s doing everything he can to rectify that mistake. But trust me, in this matter with Hugh, he’s completely right. He is definitely the better choice for you and I don’t have the right to be jealous,” Girth said.

  His words sent surges of electricity up and down my spine. He was admitting that he was jealous! And he was also claiming that he didn’t deserve me, which wasn’t true.

  “Girth, you’re being unreasonable. You don’t even know Hugh!” I screeched, in an attempt to change his mind, but who was I kidding? Girth didn’t look like the kind of guy who would be affected by a little girlish squealing.

  He stepped away from me, backwards,
in the direction towards my house’s front door.

  “Fine, if you don’t want to talk about Hugh, then maybe we should talk about how you need to keep your hands off me so that you don’t get shot in the head,” I said and crossed my arms over my breasts.

  Girth stopped in his tracks. This time I had successfully caught his attention.

  “What did you just say?” he asked and I arched an eyebrow at him menacingly.

  “You heard me, you need to keep your hands off me if you want to stay alive,” I said and Girth’s eyebrows were crossed. He hadn’t expected me to change my tune so quickly.

  * * *

  This time it was him who came rushing towards me with fury.

  “Are you threatening me?” he growled and I had to crane my neck to look up at him, while he stood menacingly in front of me, towering over me as he glared down. I jutted my chin out and held my ground. Strangely enough, even though we were fighting, there was nothing I wanted more than to be held by him.

  “All I’m saying is that you’re going to get beaten up or worse if someone from my father’s MC finds out that you’ve been fucking me,” I snapped and there was a hot sizzle in my voice. Girth gritted his teeth and I could see that he had his fists clenched on his sides as well.

  “Why would anyone find out about it unless you tell them?” he asked and I shrugged my shoulders.

  “Fred saw you staring at me and glaring at Hugh. Your jealousy was unmistakable, one look in your direction and anyone could have seen what you were feeling when Hugh and I walked out of Daddy’s office together,” I said and I didn’t know why I was torturing him this way. I guess I just wanted him to feel as miserable as I was feeling, and all because he was trying to abstain himself from me.

  Girth looked deep into my eyes and his golden brown pupils were lit on fire. He hadn’t replied to what I’d just said.

  “And it’s against club rules, as I’m sure you’ve guessed already. Nobody touches Lewis’ daughter, unless he approves of it himself,” I said and Girth gulped angrily, before he turned away from me again. The moment he did, I felt a sinking sensation in my heart.

  “And he approves of Hugh, so that shouldn’t be a problem for you two,” he said and he was now walking towards the front door. I followed him.

  “So, that’s it? You’re just going to pussy out of this because my dad doesn’t approve?” I screeched and I could hear the tear in my voice. I wanted him to fight for me, not just fuck me, but it seemed like Girth was too loyal to the MC he was a part of, it always came first. Damn every woman who came in the way, including me!

  Girth whipped around to me and he was glaring at me again, piercing my soul with his eyes.

  “I am going to do everything I can to stay the fuck away from you, Lila, because you make me weak and I don’t like being weak. I know what you’re doing, you’re trying to rile me up so that I make a mistake but that will not happen again. I’m going to stand out on your porch and do my job, because that is what has been assigned to me but nothing more is going to happen between us,” Girth’s shoulders were heaving by the time he completed his speech.

  My mouth was hanging open in surprise. I felt like someone had just slapped me across the face.

  “And if necessary, I’ll speak to Lewis myself, he can do what he wants to me because I know I fucked up. I should have been able to resist you, because you are out of my league and out of my reach. But I didn’t, and I deserve any consequences for my actions that Lewis feels fit for me,” he continued and my throat felt dry again. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes.

  “I’m not going to tell him, Girth. I was just saying things to get a reaction from you. I don’t want you to get hurt,” I said and a cry escaped my lips as I stared at him. There was a tremble on my lips and I was afraid that I was going to break into tears in front of him, which was something that I definitely didn’t want to do.

  Girth drew in a deep breath and shook his head. He was calm again. Whatever wave of rage had washed over him during our argument had passed now.

  “I don’t care who you tell, Lila. I don’t live a life of hiding. Now, I’m going to go outside and sit on your porch. You should try and get some sleep,” he said and I watched as he reached for the doorknob and pulled the door open.

  I still couldn’t say anything as I watched him step through the door and pull it shut behind him.

  There were hot tears rolling down my cheeks now that I was alone in my house again, and the funny thing was that I didn’t even know why. Was I really crying over a man who I’d met a minute ago? What was there to even cry about? It wasn’t like I was already in love with him!

  Was it the rejection? Was it the fact that I still hadn’t psychologically recovered from the shooting?

  I walked up to the door and placed a palm on it, as though I could sense Girth outside. I looked through the peephole and saw him standing on my porch, with his back turned to my door, staring out and surveying the area around my house.

  There was nothing but one chair on the porch where he was going to sit. I felt guilty and sad, when he could have so easily been inside the house with me.

  But even though I didn’t really know Girth, there was one thing that I had already figured out about him, it was that he was duty-bound and the kind of man who would die in order to just get the job done.

  I stepped away from the door and dragged my feet to my bedroom, where I sank into bed. I was feeling emotionally and physically exhausted now, but the one thing that had changed was that I would be able to sleep peacefully; knowing that Girth was outside my door, guarding me.

  12

  Girth

  I hadn’t slept all night. Not just because I couldn’t get Lila out of my mind but also because I had to stay awake to keep a watch on her property. I’d stood for hours at her door, then sat down and then stood up again. By the time day broke; I could feel a stinging sensation at the back of my eyes. My body was craving sleep and my brain felt like it was shutting down. Lewis was right the other day when he said that I needed a break. I definitely needed a break right now, from Lila and from guarding her.

  I waited till it was nine, forcing myself to stay away from her door and then on the hour, I knocked. Lila was quick to open the door, almost like she’d been waiting on the other side for me to come to her.

  She was freshly showered and dressed in a thin cotton yellow dress, and had her beautiful blond hair tied in a loose ponytail that fell over her slender shoulder.

  “Do you want to come in for breakfast?” she asked, in a small voice. Seeing her again, even though it had only been one night of us being apart; hit me like a punch on the face. I wasn’t prepared for the effect she was going to have on me. I had never imagined that any woman would be capable of it.

  “No, I’m not hungry,” I said and I could feel a rumble in my belly.

  “Coffee?” she asked and I could see the eagerness in her gaze. She was begging me to say yes, but I wasn’t going to fall for it this time, not again.

  “We need to go. I’m going to drop you to the auto shop and then I’m going to take a break for a few hours. You’ll be safe there with your dad and the other men,” I told her and I stood my ground on the porch. I wasn’t going to go into her house again, unless it was absolutely necessary.

  Lila gulped and stared at me. She looked like she could have been crying and I wanted to hold her, but it was against the rules. My job was to keep her safe, not to provide her with emotional support.

  “You can rest here? I’ll make up the couch for you and you can get some sleep,” she suggested, in a small quiet voice and I shook my head.

  “I’m taking you to the auto shop. Let’s go,” I commanded and turned away from her, walking down the porch to my parked bike.

  I had to wait a couple of minutes before she finally emerged from the house. I was expecting her to put up more of a fight but she didn’t. She climbed up on my bike behind me, throwing her legs on either side before she placed he
r small delicate hands on my shoulders.

  I gulped down every desperate surge of desire I had for her when she touched me and I rode to the auto shop. I would be lying if I claimed that having her sitting behind me, with our bodies just inches apart, her hands on my shoulders…wasn’t distracting, but I said nothing and neither did I do anything. This was a job and I was going to have to start treating it as one before things got out of hand.

  We arrived at the auto shop, where Lewis and the others greeted us. They were clearly happy to see Lila back at the shop again, and Lewis took me aside to thank me for bringing her there. I tried to keep my guilt under the surface.

  The man was thanking me for a job well done, while the whole time I was hiding the secret that his daughter’s hand had been on my cock, milking it, just the night before.

  “I think I’m going to take that break you offered earlier,” I told Lewis and he grinned at me and nodded his head.

  “Of course, you deserve it, brother. You can have the room upstairs at the bar, it’s prepared for you,” Lewis said and thumped my back. I gulped again when I heard him call me brother. I had betrayed him and he didn’t even know it.

  Without looking at Lila again, I jumped back on my bike and rode to T-Bone.

  Like Lewis had promised, the room upstairs was ready for me. It was a simple affair, with nothing more than a single bed and a nightstand and I sank into it without taking off my boots or any of my clothes.

  When my head hit the pillow, I could feel myself drifting into sleep quickly. I wasn’t dreaming, it was more a jumbled stream of thoughts and I was conscious for most of it.

  I was thinking about my mother, and what her addiction to drugs had done to our lives. How my father was never around and I didn’t even remember what he looked like anymore.

  I had managed to get my brother out of that house fast enough, when I could afford it and I was grateful that at least he had the chance now to complete high school. What kind of a family did I belong to? Not the kind that Lila had. She had a good father, a community of men and friends to look after her. Being with me would only cause her trouble. My life would be nothing more than a bad influence on hers and she definitely deserved better than that.