Resurrection (Wesson Rebel MC Series Book 3) (12 page)

I shudder.

“I’m going to taste you now, V. Are you ready?” He spreads my legs and licks the crease of my thigh.

I want him to move over and I don’t— at the same time. I’ve never done this and I’m already drowning in him.

“Just relax, V. I’m going to make sure you love it.” He licks a path up my slit.

My mind goes blank. I can only feel. He laps at me, flicking my swollen clit. I grip the sheets and lift my hips, grinding into his face shamelessly. He pushes his tongue inside my heat and my brain explodes. I’m shaking, praying, and soaring high. A white haze rises behind my eyes. The saying
he makes me see stars
is true.

Prophet/Charles

She’s come three times and I still haven’t drank my fill of her nectar. Her pussy is tight, hot, and begging me to break it in. I slip a finger inside of her and groan. Her walls hug me tight. “You feel amazing, V.” I lean forward and suck on her clit, scissoring my fingers to stretch her out. Her body quakes and I continue to bring her back to the edge.

She pants. Her full breasts heave. She’s beautiful, all rosy limbs, full lips, and openness.

I want to bury myself inside of her, but I need to take my time. I release her nub, lightly tapping it with my tongue. She creams and I add a second finger. She inhales and I slowly work her over, spreading my fingers, circling her clit.

She relaxes and accepts me.

“Have you done this before, V?” Part of me wants her to say no. I want to be the only one who’s experienced her like this. When it comes to her, I’m territorial and way too wrapped up in my own emotions. It’s like being high. I’m on a different plane and living in an altered reality.

She signs…
yes.

Determination sets in. I’m going to make it so good, no one who came before me will matter. I curve my fingers and move faster. Her hips lift and she’s back to clutching the sheets. I want to bury myself inside of her softness and get lost, but I know it’s not time yet. I can’t rush this, it’s too important. She’s too important. This woman brought the dead pieces inside of me back to life. I want to keep her. I’ve denied myself of anything substantial since Jewel was arrested. She makes me want to be selfish. I return to her sweet center, licking and sipping as I bring her to completion. It’s like watching a firework explode in the sky.

Her eyes go wide and unfocused, her body trembles and a blush works its way over her entire body. Her tempting lips form an O. She flexes her muscles, squeezes my fingers, and gives a soundless scream.

The raw emotion displayed on her slender, oval-shaped face is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I swallow down her nectar as she comes and soak up the good vibrations she gives me. I feel like a different man around her. Like I’m someone who deserves happiness. It’s amazing what a few weeks cut off from civilization with nothing to do but think and be honest can yield. I continue to lap at her pussy as she comes down. When her body goes limp, I pull back, lick my lips clean, and crawl up along her body. “Don’t think I’m ever going to get enough of your taste,” I whisper, kissing her lips.

She wraps her arms around my waist, deepens the exchange, and buries her fingers in my hair.

I moan. Seeing her take charge has my tip leaking.

She pulls back, breathing hard, and wiggles from underneath my body. I move to the side, freeing her hands, so she can speak. “What about you?” she asks.

“This was for you, not me.”

She pouts. “I want to touch you and make you feel as good as you did me.”

I roll onto my back. “Then… I’m all yours.”

Her eyes darken with desire and she moves with a feline grace that has my heart pounding in my chest.

She leans back on her heels. “Pants off.”

I oblige, curious to see what she has planned. The minute my pants hits the floor, she presses down on my chest, urging me to lie back. Her lips are soft and warm as she kisses her way down my chest. My stomach muscles jerk in response to her tongue as she traces my abs. My cock is at attention. She moves lower and it twitches, as I hold my breath. I don’t want to sway her to anything she wants, but all I can think about are those kiss swollen lips wrapped around me.

She grips my base and squeezes.

My eyes roll into the back of my head and my hips move forward on their own accord. Her tongue explores my slit, and all I can do is feel.

She circles my head, teasing me as she moves down my shaft. She deep throats me.

“Holy shit, V!” I cry out stunned and smug. My woman is a hidden treasure. I prop up on my elbows and watch her take me. Together, we determine a rhythm and before I know it, I’m spilling down her throat. She swallows me down and I shudder as the pleasure overrides my brain. I’m a panting, drained mess when she lays beside me on the bed. I wrap my arm around her shoulders. No words are needed as we peer into each other’s eyes. We’re finding our starting point. Saying we’re gun-shy due to our past would be a huge understatement.
If
we want this to be built to last— and I do— we have to take our time. I don’t want her to wake up one day and feel this was something she did because of the situation we’re in. I can’t take another disappointment like that from a woman I’ve placed my trust in.

My picker has proved to be off before.

The doubt pushes in like a driver. I place a roadblock up in my mind and shut down the negative thoughts. This is our time and I’m not going to let my fucked up head space ruin it. She buries her face in my neck, and I allow myself to enjoy the feel of her weight pressed up against me. It’s pointless to be worried about things that far in the future, when we’re in the middle of a war.

Take happiness where you find it.

It’s a saying my father used often. Spent, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep as her breathing evens out.

Rapping on the door puts me on full alert. I sit up in the bed. I feel the mattress shift and I glance down.

Vita’s eyes are large and dilated.

“You heard it, too?”

She nods.

“Get dressed, and stay here until I come get you, okay? You have your 9 Millimeter?”

“In the drawer.”

“Once you’re dressed, get it out and be ready.” I grab my pants and yank them on, not bothering with boxers. Marbles just came by earlier and said nothing about coming back. So, chances are this is a foe.

But who knocks before they fuck your world up? Someone who knows they got you right where they want you.

I rush to my room, remove my .45 from under the pillow, and creep along the hall.

The knock comes again.

My fight or flight kicks in. Blood rushes through my veins. My heart knocks against my chest. Sweat breaks out on my palms and at my hairline. I slip to the right side of the door and peer outside. What I see makes me laugh. I lower my weapon tuck it in the back of my waistband and unlock the door.

“I almost blew your brains out, you crazy son of a bitch!”

Houdini snickers. “I couldn’t hold out any longer without seeing Vita with my own eyes. You understand.”

“Yeah, I got you.” I glance behind him. “You come alone?”

“And on foot. Well… bike. I made sure I wasn’t followed.” He glances over my shoulder. “She’s here, right?”

“Of course. I wasn’t about to let her come with me to possibly meet her doom.” I frown.

“You’re taking this whole keeping her safe thing damn serious.” He pats my shoulder. “I like that. But I’m here now, so at ease.”

I resent the words and his lack of knowledge. Now is not the time to tell him about our status update, though. “I’ll go let her know it’s okay. I told her I’d come back if the coast was clear.”

“All right, I’ll wait here.” He walks over to the couch. His gait is slightly uneven, but he looks damn good for a man who’d been on the brink of death. The bruises on his face are turning yellow and green. His lips are scabbed over and slightly swollen. I’m sure they were worse before. He’ll have a permanent mark on his right eyebrow where the skin was split.

Probably make the pretty boy more appealing. The man never lacked for feminine attention.

I spin on my heel and continue through the main living room to her bedroom. I tap on the door lightly. “V, it’s me, I’m coming in.” I step inside and smile.

She has her muzzle aimed at the door.

“Good girl. The visitor is a friend. One I think you’d very much like to see.”

She scrunches up her face.

I can practically see the wheels in her mind spinning. I nod toward the door. “Go ahead, I’ll hang back and give you some one-on-one time.”

Her eyes light with joy and she runs past me with a wide grin.

It’s the happiest I’ve ever seen her. I envy her bond with her brother. I once shared that with my siblings, and I’ll never get to feel that way again.

I need to stop the pity party. I have more brothers than I can count now. Family doesn’t just mean blood.

Self-soothed, I make my way to my room and wonder how long Houdini plans on staying. I know I wanted to take things slow, but he’s pretty much a complete cock block.

Let’s see if she’s ashamed of me. Maybe I was just a distraction during a difficult time.

The old demons raise and gnash their teeth, sharpening their claws for the feast. I step inside my room, grab a pair of headphones, and plug them into my phone. In a few moments, classic rock is drowning out the hateful voices in my mind. I focus on Robert Plant’s voice and the riffs from Jimmy Page’s guitar. I’m in a peaceful trance when a knock sounds. Sitting up, I pull the buds out of my ears. “Yeah?”

The door pushes open and I see an anxious looking Vita.

“You okay?” I ask.

“Are you? You’ve been in here for an over an hour.”

“I wanted to give you time with your brother.” I shrug. “I figured you could use it.”

“Do you …?” She shifts her weight.

“Do I what? Finish it.”

“Regret what we did?”

“What? No.” I stand. “Do you?”

She smiles up at me. “
No
.”

“Then we’re on the same wavelength. Where’s Houdini? Did you tell him about us?” I’ve switched to sign language to keep our conversation private if he’s nearby.

“He said he needed to get back to things and I wouldn’t see him for a while.”

“Well damn, I feel slighted. He didn’t even say good-bye.”

She shakes her head and smiles. “What do we do now?”

“Whatever we want.”

She blinks, looking confused.

I take pity on her. “Come on, let’s watch a movie and eat some popcorn.”

Her eyes widen with shock.

“I’m not a ravenous beast that’s hell bent on pouncing on you. If all I wanted was sex, I wouldn’t have invested anything into this.”

“And you did?”

“If I hadn’t, we wouldn’t even be having this conversation. I don’t do serious anything. Haven’t you realized that by now? Everything about this situation has forced me to step-up. Some of it I’ve hated, but this, between us is worthwhile.” I push past the fear and place a hand over my heart. “I feel it here and I see it in your eyes. You’re not the same woman I first met.”

“How could I be?”

“It’s more than that, and you know it .We agreed to be honest, didn’t we?”

She gazes up at the ceiling. Her shoulders rise and fall. “I don’t know who I am anymore.”

“Do any of us? We’re constantly changing and molded by our experiences. I thought I was as happy as I could be. Then you showed me differently.”

“Was it worth it?”

“Is this a trick question?” I ask.

“No, a serious one. When I look at you, I wonder what it is you see in me.”

“Have you looked in the mirror?”

She shakes her head. “No. Don’t do that, hide behind humor. You hated me at first.”

“I didn’t know you.”

“But you thought you did.”

“No, I didn’t think. I let Jewel blind me and control my life yet again, from behind bars. I made the decision not to do that anymore.”

“Because of me.”

“Partly, but more for myself. I’ll never really make peace with what happened. It’d be impossible to. However, I can move forward and honor them by living the best life I can. None of them would want me to languish away. It’d let her win. And she’d love it, the evil bitch.” I can’t help but growl as her face swims in my mind.

Vita places a gentle hand on my shoulder, bringing me back from the pathway of anger.

I don’t know how I could’ve ever lumped her in with Jewel. Her eyes are too kind and open; I can see straight through to her soul. It’s a kind one, capable of compassion and strength when needed. She’s loyal above everything, and despite the betrayal she endured, she’s chosen to trust me. I thread my fingers through her silken hair and tip her head back. “We’re both taking a chance on each other. I happen to think it’s worth it. Do you think it is?” I lean in and caress her sweet lips.

“Yes,” she mouths the word against my mouth.

“Good, cause I gave you your chance to leave. You’re mine now, and I don’t relinquish things so easily.”

Her breath hitches.

“Does that frighten you?”

She shakes her head.

“You like it, don’t you? Knowing you’ve gotten me wound up in knots.” I wind her hair around my fist and pull tight. Her lids lower and I know she’s enjoying this as much as I am. “We need to get into the living room, or we’ll spend the whole day in bed.”

She bites her full bottom lip.

I release her hair and wrap an arm around her waist, moving us to the couch. We sit and I pull a pillow over my lap to conceal the raging boner, straining toward her. “You pick the movie.” I think of cold water, puppies, anything to take my mind off the hormones bursting through the roof. She has me acting like a horny teen who can’t keep his hands to himself.

She picks a neutral rom-com with a bit of action and we settle in. She snuggles against me.

Her breasts press against me and my pants grow together.

I’m not going to catch a damn thing going on in this film.