Saint

A heavy rumble fills the air, vibrating through the walls of the room. The sound is unmistakable, followed by the growling of an engine just outside my home. I glance over at the girl sleeping peacefully in my arms, her chest rising and falling steadily. I don’t want to wake her but if I don’t get out of bed, the noise outside will.

I curse under my breath as I slowly detangle myself from her before sliding out of bed, careful not to disturb the warm covers. She stirs in her sleep but doesn’t wake up, burrowing into the pillow and going right back to sleep.

I’ve been watching her all night, trying to reconcile with the fact that this girl belongs to me now. She’s a liability, but instead of making me vulnerable as I’d initially thought a relationship might, it makes me the most dangerous man in the city now. There is nothing I would not do to ensure her safety.

Mine.

I tug the covers over her shoulders before walking across the room to the closet. I slide into a pair of gray sweatpants and pull on a white t-shirt before making my way to the window, pulling back the curtains to peek out. The harsh glow of the bike's headlight cuts through the darkness, lighting up my driveway. I let out an annoyed sigh when I spot Knox straddling the bike, staring right at my bedroom window.

The fucking asshole owns a phone, and I imagine he knows how to use it, but I guess he just wanted to annoy me by showing up.

With another sigh, I push away from the window and turn to Jade. I promised her I would not leave her alone, which means whatever Knox has to say will have to be summarized into as few words as he can. It’s tempting to walk back to the bed and kiss Jade, but I don’t want to risk waking her so I simply leave.

There is a smug look on Knox’s face when I finally make my way to him. “Is it your life’s mission to annoy me?” I say in greeting, and he raises his middle fingers at me. I notice the bruised knuckles and the blood on his hands when he does so. I nod toward his hands as I close the distance between us. “What happened to your hands? Run out of bullets?”

“Thanks for the concern, Prez. I really felt it when you ditched us back at the club.”

“What I am hearing is that you did not have everything under control and needed me there to manage things?”

“Oh, Fuck you!” He raises the middle finger again, but this time, it’s followed by a chuckle. “I thought you would want an update on what happened tonight.”

“You have my number.”

“I’m more of a face-to-face kind of guy,” he snarks. “Anyway, while you were in the back with the chick you bought—”

“Jade,” I grit out. “I didn’t buy her. Show some respect.”

Knox stares at me for a moment before nodding once in understanding. “While you were in the back with Jade, Priest’s boys arrived and we cleaned house.”

“Just like that? You take anyone out?”

“Not exactly—”

“There were casualties? Don’t tell me it’s our mark!”

“Not him!”

“Good because Derrick Halpin is mine to deal with. A bullet to the head is too quick for someone like him. We don’t need the attention a bloodbath would bring anyway.”

“I figured you would say that, and that’s why I used these instead of my gun.” He nods at his bloody knuckles. “Otherwise, I would have finished him off at the club. We did get into a shootout with the security team, but none of our boys was hit.”

There’s more, otherwise he would not have come all this way to see me in person. Well, that’s not true. Knowing Knox, he would still have come out here if only to annoy me, but this time, I sense that there’s more to it. I know him well enough to read him.

“Tell me,” I say, sliding my hands into my pockets.

“They want her.”

He doesn’t need to clarify what he’s talking about. There isn’t any other woman in my life for him to have to clarify what he means by her .

“Explain.”

“When we were at the club, one of the men we…detained, the club manager, got a call from an unknown number. We didn’t answer of course, but after they kept calling back, I told the man to pick up and put it on speaker. The caller said that he knew we had the girl and that we owed him the payment on your bid. He said if we don’t want any trouble with the law, then we’d better return the girl.”

For the first time, I question if we’ve been taking it too easy as a club. Minding our own business too much and leaving people to believe that they can make demands of us. The fucking cops don’t even play with us, not if they don’t want to see the city go up in smoke. We’re not called the Rebels for no reason, but maybe I’ve kept the men on a tight leash too long if outsiders think we can be messed with.

That someone can just call and make demands.

“Close it down,” I say, my blood boiling at the thought of Jade setting foot in that place again. I promised her that she is safe with me and would never return to that place ever again. I’ll be damned if I don’t keep my promise.

“Or, hear me out,” Knox chuckles. “We could send boys to raid the place—”

“Clear it out and close down, then station a few men to guard it. No one goes in or out. Get Gray and Blaze looking into the club. I want to know who owns it.”

Knox shakes his head at me. “You got it, boss. What do you want us to do with the manager and Halpin?”

“Let the club know there’ll be Church tomorrow. I’ll deal with Derrick Halpin,” I say, figuring that I’ve been out here long enough, and I don’t want Jade to wake up alone. I turn around to leave when I remember something. “Wait, what happened to the other people that were at the club?”

“Stumbled over each other as they ran for the door; it was comical. I could have taken a video for you, but it was one of those things you had to be there to see,” he deadpans. “I believe there’ll be a few concussions, bruises, and broken bones.”

“The auctioneer?”

“Dead eyes, scar on the face, and a chipped tooth?” Knox shakes his head when I nod. “That’s the club manager; we got him just as he was making a dash for the exit.”

“Buck,” I say, recalling his name from earlier. “Good. He and I have a score to settle, and I’ll start on him once I’m done with our rat.”

“Sure,” he says, revving his bike. I nod my thanks and watch as he tears away from my home and down the street. He’s loud as he drives away, no doubt waking a few neighbors, but knowing Knox, he wouldn’t care about being impolite. The neighbors know better than to say anything about it too.

I walk back into the house, locking it behind me before making my way back to the bedroom. Jade is still asleep, but she stirs when I climb into bed, her sleepy eyes fluttering open for a few seconds before she shuts them again. “What was that sound?” she whispers sleepily.

“It’s nothing, go back to sleep,” I say, pulling her into my arms, and her face moves against my neck, her sleepy little sigh blowing warm air onto my skin. My cock takes notice, hardening behind my sweats, and I have to remind myself that it’s not the time to have an erection.

Control yourself, man!

But it’s a fucking test, one that I am failing miserably. The most gorgeous girl I have ever seen is lying naked in bed with me. Pressed up against my body with her face nuzzling my throat. “I thought I heard a motorcycle or something.”

Jesus Christ! “Jade—”

“Am I wrong? Was that not the sound of a bike?” she whispers, her soft breath caressing my skin, and it takes everything in me to remind myself not to touch her. She needs the rest. It’s only been a couple of hours since we had sex, and I figure she’s still sore.

Fuck!

Now I can’t help but think back to that moment. Relive it over and over in my mind. I can still remember the way it felt when her virginity gave way for my cock. How well she took me, her tight little pussy clenching hard around my shaft. I fantasize about having another such moment with her. My cock is ready to go, pleading for me to do just that. Her innocence is such a fucking turn on, and I want to protect it. To be the one who corrupts her.

Mine!

“Go back to sleep, Jade,” I say thickly, desire clogging my throat. I pull her tightly against me and rub circles on her back, thinking of anything that might make my eager cock deflate.

“Hmm, that feels good,” she whimpers, rocking her hips gently against mine. “I like your hands. They’re big and strong, and hmm, the way you smell…” She nuzzles my throat, making a deep humming sound as she does so, driving me to madness with her actions. “God, I love the way you smell. It’s in your clothes, but so much stronger on your skin.”

“You’re killing me here, precious,” I choke out.

“H-how?”

My breathing is ragged as I break the embrace, rolling us so she’s lying on her back. Those gorgeous eyes widen with surprise at the move, her cheeks flushing into a pretty, rosy hue, and Lord above, she’s magnificent. Everything about this girl pulls me in like no one has ever managed to before. She wrecks me. Jade ruined me for anyone else the second I saw her, and now, I want—need to remind myself that this is not some kind of a dream. “You should have gone back to sleep, sweetheart. Now I want you,” I grind out, leaning down and brushing my mouth over hers, pushing back when she leans in. Her lips part on a moan when I kiss a path down her neck, feeling a tremble rack her body with every caress. “Stop me, baby.”

“Saint—”

“You need rest, stop me,” I rasp, kissing her throat as I move further down her body. She whimpers when I nuzzle her tits, trying and failing terribly to rein in my control. “Jade—”

“Don’t stop,” she whispers, combing her fingers through my hair, and when I look up to lock my gaze with hers, I read the desire written in them. A need so strong it matches my own, and my control snaps. With my eyes locked on hers, I close my mouth over one of her stiff buds, drinking in her expression as I roll my tongue around the bead.

She gasps, her back arching into my touch. “Saint, oh God!”

I tease the nipple with my tongue before shifting my focus to the other tit and giving it the same attention. “You have no idea the things I want to do to you,” I rasp, kissing the spot between her tits. “I want to worship every inch of this body until you’re begging me to make love to you, but…” I kiss her stomach, nudging open her legs as I kiss my way down her body. “…I also want you on your knees, choking on my cock as I fuck that sexy little mouth.” She whimpers when I run my middle finger over her feminine lips, groaning when I find her folds slick with arousal. “Want you laid bare on my kitchen counter as I eat you out for breakfast.” Her back arches off the bed with a moan when I rub my thumb over her clit, circling the sensitive bud in slow circles. “…Or riding my cock astride my Harley.”

“Saint,” she exhales on a shaky breath, her back arched and offering me such a magnificent view of her body. Her eyes are dazed when they lock on mine. “I…I want that too.”

I smirk, licking my lips at the thought of tasting her again. “I guess we can live out this fantasy first,” I say, withdrawing my hand and replacing it with my mouth. She cries out when I saw my tongue over her wet slit, and fuck, I damn near lose my mind as her intoxicating flavors flood my mouth. With a snarl, I grip her thighs and bury my face between her legs, losing myself in the taste of her. Coating my mouth and jaw with her arousal, but I am a man too far gone to make sense of anything else.

Nothing else matters but this girl. This moment and her pussy pulsing against my tongue.

“Saint!” she sobs, her thighs trembling as I worship her pussy, bathing her clit in fast licks until she’s writhing and bucking hard.

“Mine,” I grow possessively, wedging my tongue into her entrance, causing her to jolt, legs growing restless, and I can tell she’s close when her pussy starts to spasm. I add my middle finger, thrusting it in and out of her tight entrance as I lick at her clit, drawing on it slowly and that sends her to the edge. Her body seizes, lips parting with a scream as she orgasms, her hips lifting off the bed even as a tremble racks her entire body. Her pussy pulses hard around my finger, creamy juices sluicing out with every shallow thrust, drawing out the orgasm until she’s shaking, her voice hoarse as she cries out my name.

My dick aches with the need for release. I’m fucking hard for her pussy, there is no way I am going to last more than three seconds inside of her, and yet, she tempts me. I grip my cock to keep it from erupting inside my sweatpants as I climb up her body. Jade is still panting as I settle between her legs, pushing down my sweats and taking out my hard dick. She weakly wraps her arms around me and brings her leg up to my hip, opening up for me, and I am helpless to resist.

“Mine!” I growl as I push my shaft inside of her tightness, her moan mingling with my own as I begin to slam in and out of her. The room fills with the wet sounds of our lovemaking, drowned out by our pleasured groans, and I know I won’t last long. “You belong to me, precious. I will tear apart anyone who tries to steal you away,” I vow, slamming my mouth on hers as I press into her harder and faster, and it only takes a few more thrusts before I am coming with a roar, spilling my release into her womb.

She hugs me close, her body trembling alongside mine as we become one. Our souls merge in ways I never imagined I would ever experience with anyone.

Mine .

Her heart, body, and soul belong to me.

Long after our orgasms, we lie together in bed, joined as one, and it’s not until I catch her soft breathing that I realize she’s fallen back to sleep. I slowly detangle from her and walk to the bathroom to clean up. I grab a warm towel and walk back to bed, running it over her thighs and cleaning up the evidence of our lovemaking as best as I can. I drop the towel back in the bathroom before joining her back in bed. She instinctively moves into my arms, and for the second time in a single night, I realize that the world is not ready to deal with the man I am about to become.

I had nothing to lose.

Now, I have everything to lose, and that makes me a very dangerous man to fuck with.