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Page 13 of Link’s Property (Savage Knights MC: NW Chapter #3)

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F uck me, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.

I’ve got a migraine of confusion pressing behind my eyes.

Guilt, compiled with need, topped off with a pained cock that doesn’t want to pay an ounce of respect to the girl.

My morals have shriveled up inside my balls causing them to turn angry.

All night I was dreaming of the girl. Woke up in a damn sweat nearly breaking out in hives as the image of that pretty girl on her knees with my cock shoved down her throat appeared in my mind.

“Need to talk to you,” King states, taking a seat across from me at the table.

I don’t like the sound of his voice. All I want to do is nurse this coffee in quiet, but that’s not going to happen.

“What about?”

“I just got word from Axle and Ice. They said there’s shit brewing out east and they need our help. I’m gonna need to head out there for a few weeks and wanted to see if you’d be my right on this one?”

His request couldn’t have come at a better time. The distance is what I need. A break from my obsession. Shay and I both could use some time apart so we can forget what happened last night. And I need to figure out how to get myself back under control. Get my morals back in line.

“Yeah, I’m with you.” I nod.

“Good.” He looks down the hall toward his daughter’s room.

“Rip and Raid will be staying behind with my girl. I’m gonna put Hawk and Cage in charge of the prospects.

We’ll take Bones and Rogue with us and whoever else wants to ride.

Not sure how many men we’ll need yet, but I’m also not going to leave this place vulnerable. ”

“And Dagger?” I don’t want him left unattended with my girl. He made it clear on where he stands last night. If given a chance with her, he’ll take it. And without me keeping an eye on things, I don’t trust the situation.

“I’m leaving him behind. He’s got shit going down with his stepsister that needs his attention. The girl might be moving in by the way.”

Which means I’ll be asking Hawk to keep an eye on Shayna while I’m away. That man’s got eyes on the back of his head. He sees and hears everything, and he’ll make sure no one touches my girl. Shit. I shouldn’t be calling her that. She’s not mine and isn’t going to be.

“So, when do we roll out?” The sooner the better if you ask me. I’ve got to get this shit out of my system.

“Not sure. I’m still waiting on Axle for marching orders.” He looks at his phone, which is starting to buzz. “Shit. I need to take this.”

He’s out of his seat and exiting the room, and I take a sip of my coffee in hopes it will calm the tension. I’ve never been so uptight in my life. Even when I was a cop, dealing with drug dealers and street gangs, I didn’t feel like this. Apparently, anger is the side effect to my real problem.

“Morning, Officer.” The sultry voice slithers over my dick as I suddenly feel Shayna against my back.

Her little fingers slide over my shoulders and wrap around me for a hug.

My entire body feels like it’s been zapped with a current as her plush tits push into my back.

I grip her hands and remove them from my oversensitive skin.

I can’t handle her this close. Her smell, her body. It’s all too fucking much.

“We need to talk, kid.”

As soon as I speak, her lips turn into a scowl and her entire body turns ramrod stiff. She really hates me using that word.

“I’m twenty-three, Lincoln.”

“Why don’t you have a seat?”

She crosses her arms. “I’d rather stand so I can walk out whenever you’re done with whatever this is.”

“I’m gonna be heading out on a run with King.” She sinks into the chair and I see the panic hit her eyes. The last time I went out on a “run,” Rubble came back in a casket and Skully came back without his legs or his soul. I can understand why she’s afraid.

“Why? What’s going on?”

“You know I can’t talk club business with you, babe, but we’re gonna be safe. I promise you there will be more of us than them.” Don’t know the details yet of what’s going on, but we’ll be with Axle and the East crew which means we’ll have an entire army of men.

“For how long will you be gone?”

“Not sure yet, but when I get back, I’ll be looking for a place.”

Her head tilts to the side and those pretty eyes lift with a question. Man, she really is breathtaking. It’s torturous how pretty she is.

“I think it will be better for us if we have some space.”

“Better for us? As in us having some space away from the club?”

Shit, she thinks I’m asking her to move in with me. What I wouldn’t give to have this pretty girl wrapped in my arms every night, but that’s not what I’m gettin’ at.

“It can’t happen again, Shay. Last night… I shouldn’t have crossed a line.”

And now those dark eyes are hard again, narrowing in, reminding me of that angry teenager I had to deal with a time or two back in the day.

The few times I demanded she face her consequences for her actions, she gave me the royal bitch treatment.

And by the steam I see coming out of her ears, I’d say I’m about to feel her verbal wrath.

“Tell me why.” Her tone is cut with that stone-cold anger.

Because it’s fucking wrong. “Because I’m too old for you, Shay.

You have your whole damn life ahead of you and don’t need to be tied down right now.

” Because Melinda Williams and the rest of the world will think I’m some kind of pervert preying on a pretty young girl.

“And because I’m the only father figure you have in your life.

” I’m supposed to be a mentor and protect the girl, someone she can look up to and set an example.

I’m not supposed to be spanking her pussy in a damn closet.

“Will you quit with that?” She huffs. “You’re not my dad. And you’re never going to be.”

The urge to bend her over my knee and teach her not to use that tone with me is weighing heavy, but I need to control myself.

“Like I said…” I ignore her outburst. “It’s never going to happen again, and we need to forget it ever did.

My time away will be good for us. But while I’m gone, the same rules apply.

No prancing around in skimpy little clothes and you better keep those legs closed.

I’ll be checking in with the guys to make sure you’re behaving. ”

“Fuck you and your rules, Lincoln.” She stands from the table, making her chair screech against the floor. “You’re not my dad, my boss, or my man, so you can take your rules and shove them up your ass.”

She storms out of the room, and it takes all the strength I didn’t know I had not to go after her.

But I can’t. I don’t trust myself. I’ll shove her down on her knees and make her apologize for the disrespect.

Show her exactly who’s boss. Fuck, I need to go for a drive and get this shit cleared.

I can’t handle being under the same roof as her anymore.

She’s too much of a fucking temptation. Maybe I should go into town and start looking for a place now.

In fact, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

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