I swallow. God, why is it that the idea of him doing that both thrills and frightens me?
“I get it,” I whisper, meeting his hard gaze.
“I won’t be fucked with. You don’t ever do that to me again. Do you feel me?”
I nod. “I feel you.”
“You’re mine. You can argue that, you can run, you can play games, but the in the end, the result is still the same. I won’t be lettin’ you go anytime soon. Best you fuckin’ learn to live with it. If I didn’t think you wanted this as much as me, I would let you walk away, but you know as well as I do, this goes far deeper than sex.”
He’s right about that, and I know it. “I hear you,” I whisper, dropping my lips to the spot between his nipples and licking.
“Stop lickin’ me, baby. It’s makin’ my dick hard again and we don’t have time to fuck anymore.”
I stare up at him and pout. He grins, flicking my lower lip. “Don’t worry, baby, we’re goin’ to fuck again. It just ain’t gonna be here.”
“Why not? It was fun.”
He smirks and then nods towards the door. I spin around to see Spike standing, watching us through a small window. I gasp and press my hands over my chest.
“What the fuck, Spike!” I shriek.
“Spike, fuck off,” Cade says in a warning tone.
Spike grins, and then turns and disappears. I spin to Cade, my mouth open in shock.
“What the hell? Did you know he was there?”
“Fuck no, sugar. Not until a minute ago. Didn’t surprise me though.”
“What? Is he some sort of sicko?”
Cade grins. “Spike has certain fetishes. He’s got one hell of a sex drive. He don’t mind watchin’ here and there.”
“And that doesn’t bother you?” I huff, moving away from him and finding my skirt.
“It would if he was there the whole time, but he wasn’t. He caught the last minute, if that.”
“Sick bastard,” I snap, dragging my skirt up my hips.
“We all got our fantasies, sugar. Spike likes the act of sex, and he likes watching it. He also has other fetishes that really don’t need to be discussed.”
“I’ll never look at him the same again.”
Cade chuckles and pulls on his shirt. “You get used to it.”
“Has he watched you before?”
Cade shrugs. “He’s watched a few times when I’ve fucked a girl. Mostly though, he fucked her with me.”
My mouth drops open and I stop mid-way through pulling my shirt down. “What?” I gasp.
He shakes his head and puts a heavily ringed hand up. “Was in the past, sugar. Didn’t do much for me. It was only a few times.”
“You…you…like threesomes?”
He walks over, gripping my shoulders. “I had a few. They weren’t all they were cracked up to be. Haven’t had one in a solid five or six years. Don’t stress your pretty little head about it.”
I nod. I guess I can understand the fascination. Hell, it was me who stood watching Cade and Britney only a month ago. I adjust my clothes, and watch as Cade dresses himself.
“Hey, Cade?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Spike…”
“Not now, sugar, I’ll tell you tonight. We gotta swing by the compound first.”
I guess I’ll leave that one alone.
For now, anyway.
CHAPTER 15
PRESENT
The compound is full when we arrive. As soon as we walk inside, Jackson is up and storming over. Cade puts his hand up, stopping him.
“I got it. We’re all good. She won’t run off again. Will you, sugar?”
The tone of his voice tells me I wouldn’t dare try that one again.
“No,” I whisper. “I won’t.”
“You have no fuckin’ idea how much you scared me,” Jackson growls.
“Sorry, Dad.”
His face drops. Just like that his expression changes from that of anger, to that of pure agony. My words hit him hard, but they hit him in the best possible way. I know how much it means to him, and in a way, it means a lot to me too. I care about Jackson, and I want to grow to love him and be in his life. Perhaps this is how my story is meant to be told. I could run, but I’d be alone. Here, I have people who want to take care of me. Were they what I would have picked for myself? No. Sometimes though, it’s the things you least expect that are the most beautiful.
“Aw fuck kid, you’re killin’ me.”
I smile, and he returns it. Warmly. Jackson and I are growing closer and closer by the minute, and I’m loving it.
“Knew one day I’d get you back. This time though, you’re not goin’ again.”
I step back to Cade’s side and wrap my arm around his mid-section. “I don’t plan to.”
Jackson nods, and he still doesn’t look happy about Cade and I. I have no doubt that if Jackson had been involved in my life from an earlier age, that he wouldn’t have given in so easily. He wasn’t in my life though, and I know he’s not willing to risk losing me again. I’m glad he didn’t cause too much of a scene. I don’t want to lose either of them.
“Well, guess you two should sit down and join this discussion,” he says.
Cade and I join the other bikers, and I nod at each of them. They all return the nods, giving me and Cade curious expressions.