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FIRE

“Office, now,” I order, barely keeping my shit together while looking at Evelin.

I heard the bullshit that Luca said to her, and it pissed me off. It made me want to rip him to shreds. I’ve never liked Luca, but he’d been somewhat of a friend to Heat back in school, more like an acquaintance of sorts. Mostly he was just a suck-up wanting an in with the club. Back then, our club was run by Heat’s uncle, Brimstone’s old man, and my uncle. They all stepped down and handed the club over to us when they found we were ready to take the reins.

If there weren’t a full bar of people in here, I’d kill Luca instead of doing what I did. I hadn’t intended to burn the bastard’s throat, but he damn well deserved it for his disrespect. It’ll leave a mark.

“I can’t leave the bar without a bartender,” Evelin murmurs, stepping into my space.

“Get your ass to the office now, Eve,” I tell her again. “Brimstone will handle the bar.”

“I got this,” Brimstone grunts, stepping around us to do just as I told Evelin he would.

I’m sure he wants in on the conversation I’m about to have with Evelin, but this discussion is between me and my woman. Right now, she’s not just Heat’s sister and the manager of this bar. She’s fucking mine, and she didn’t come to me to back her on what she was doing. She also hadn’t discussed what was going on.

If I hadn’t had my eyes on her, watching her work, seeing the way Luca moved into her space, I’d have missed the way her body reacted. I say the way her back got straight. I didn’t waste time in getting to them. Luca didn’t see me coming in. It’s probably why he thought he was good to ask if she was gonna let him in what belongs to me.

Fuck.

I should have just killed him. I still might.

Evelin lets out a frustrated breath, but she also does as I told her to do.

The two of us barely clear the door of her office before I have her in my arms, her back pressed to the damn thing, my mouth on hers. I wasn’t about to wait around to get inside her. I had to work out some of the anger I felt, and the best way to do that was to get inside her as fast as I could.

Using my body to hold her in place, I jerk the belt clenching her waist undone, undo the buttons of her jeans, and tug them down just enough for me to get to what I want to get to. I spin her around to face the door.

“Hands flat against the door,” I tell her, freeing myself. “This isn’t going to be like the other times.”

It’s the only warning I give Evelin before thrusting inside her entrance. It’s a damn good thing her pussy’s dripping. Makes her taking me easier. But she’s so damn tight. It’s like fucking her the first time all over again. Each time I’ve been inside her, it’s been like this, but those times weren’t this rough.

Evelin screams out her pleasure and takes everything I give her. I clamp tighter on her hips to keep her in place, taking what I want, what I need. Thrusting inside her, pounding deep, filling her full of me. Her release soaks my dick, drenching me when she comes. It shouldn’t surprise me that she comes so quickly, but it does. I’ve never known a woman to come as quick as she does. Every time. Every way I’ve taken her. She’s always quick to come for me.

Granted, the way her pussy is always wet and ready for me, I should know she’s always primed, ready for what I’ve got to give her. No matter if it’s hot and heavy or rough and fast. She’s just ready and waiting for what I’ll give her.

Evelin’s pussy sucks the release right out of me. Only when the last of my release fills her do I finally slow my thrusts.

Dipping my head down, I press a kiss to where her neck and shoulder meet. Before we came to the bar earlier, she dressed in jeans and a tank top and threw her hair up in a bun on top of her head. The way she looked, the only way to describe her, was hot, and I wanted to strip her out of her clothes then and there. But I held off, ‘cause I knew if I did this, she wouldn’t have been leaving the house earlier.

It might not have been a bad thing. Then again, I wouldn’t have my dick inside her now after just fucking her in her office against the door.

“You good? I hurt you?” I ask her, slowly slipping from her pussy. I right my jeans and pull hers up. She’s just gonna have to deal with me inside her right now. There’s no private bathroom in her office for her to go clean up in. I might have to rectify this.

“No,” she answers, her voice a bit off.

Turning her face me, I grip her chin and force her to look up. “You good? I hurt you?” I repeat.

“You didn’t hurt me,” she answers, and I believe her, but something is still off.

“Then, what’s wrong?”

“As hot as what we just did was, you didn’t have the right to order me in here or take care of Luca the way you did,” Evelin says, getting right to what’s bugging her. “I didn’t need you to handle things for me. I was doing just fine.”

Stepping out of her space, I move across the room and lean against the edge of her desk. “Let’s get a few things out of the way.” Crooking a finger, I motion for her to join me. When she walks right between my legs, I grip her waist, holding her where I want her.

“When it comes to the bar, yeah, you’re the manager. You handle all the bullshit you gotta to run the place. This does not include being hassled by an employee. Someone hassles you in any way, you report it to us. You know this. It’s been the rule since day one. This rule doesn’t just go toward you, it’s for all the staff. We don’t put up with it.With you being my ol’ lady, no one, and I mean no one, fucks with you. You don’t put up with men talking shit like Luca did about wanting to get between your thighs.”

Evelin opens her mouth, but I’m not done yet.

“We put you in charge of the bar, Eve, because we know you. You can handle the job, get it done, and you’re smart enough not to let things get to you. We also know you’re able to come to us if you need help. This type of situation, you need to come to us and help you when shit goes down. Like tonight.”

“I had it handled.”

“That wasn’t a situation you needed to handle,” I tell her, tugging her even closer.

“I could have handled it myself, Fire. To manage this place, I have to prove I’m capable of dealing with people like Luca.”

I get where she’s coming from, but it ain’t her job to be capable of dealing with men like Luca.

“If it were a patron who got in your space, would you handle it or have one of the bouncers do it?” I ask.

“Depends on the situation of them being in my space and the size of the person,” she admits.

“Right, so, think on it this way, he’s a bigger dude than you, Eve. He was in your space, not backing off as you told him to, repeatedly, I might add. Since he didn’t listen to you, I did what I had to do. I backed him off you and delivered a message at the same time.”

“I think everyone took note of the message you delivered to Luca.” Without saying it, I know she’s talking about where I burned the guy’s throat.

I’d been pissed and wanted to kill him. I don’t know how I did it, but I’d been able to burn the flesh on his throat without thinking too much about it.

I’ve got a feeling I’m going to have to get a handle on what I can now do. I’m lucky I haven’t hurt Evelin with my newest gift, which I don’t know if I actually want. What I know for certain is that I have this gift, and I’ve got to learn to use it before I do something that I’ll end up regretting. This also means I might have to actually talk to my biological mother again. Find out the answers to questions that fill my head surrounding all of this.

“You know he’s going to hold that scar for the rest of his life, right?” Evelin’s question pulls me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah,” I answer, grinning. “He’ll know he can’t fuck with what’s mine. He’ll think twice before fucking with someone else’s woman too. Now, we done with this? I’m ready to get to the clubhouse.”

“We’re staying at the clubhouse?” she asks, brows drawn together.

“Yeah.” I nod and explain. “Was going to stay at the house, but Brimstone and I were talking, and with the threat against you, it’s best you’re at the clubhouse where it’s more than just me around to make sure you’re safe.”

I wasn’t going to take any chances with her life. It means whether she likes it or not, her ass wasn’t going anywhere without me or someone to keep her safe at all times. She’s just going to have to get used to it.