Page 14 of Stitch & Steel
Fourteen
LOGAN
The gavel cracked down like thunder.
“Order,” JD barked, eyes scanning the table. “Votes on the Red Iron retaliation run in forty-eight. Speak up or shut up.”
My brothers leaned in—hard eyes, calloused fists, patched leather all around. War was on the table, but all I could see was her .
Bella.
Damn it.
She was seared into the backs of my eyes like sunspots—naked, trembling, panting my name.
My jaw flexed.
I should’ve been thinking strategy. Routes. Ammo. Backups. But all I could think about was the way her breasts bounced when I pulled her on top of me, soaked and begging. The way her nails raked down my back while my cock stretched her wide and deep—claiming her like I had any right.
Her moans were still in my ears, sweet and shattered.
Her body arching like I’d touched something sacred.
I’d buried myself inside her raw, unwrapped, wild—and fucked if I didn’t want to do it again.
That was the part I couldn’t shake.
I’d never done that before. Not with anyone. Not even the wildest nights with club girls had ever made me forget that line. But with Bella?
I wanted to fill her.
I wanted to plant something deep. Like the most primal part of me woke up, took one look at her trembling under me, and decided she was the one. The future.
The mother of something I could protect with blood and bullets if I had to.
“Logan,” JD snapped, slamming the gavel again. “You here or not?”
I blinked, pulling myself out of the memory and back into the smoke-filled room.
“Here,” I muttered. “Just thinkin’.”
Edge smirked. “Bet I know what about.”
A few of the guys chuckled. Bullet just shook his head.
JD didn’t laugh.
“Whatever you’re thinkin’,” he said, “make sure your head’s clear before we ride. No room for half-distracted out there.”
“Crystal,” I lied.
But it wasn’t. Not really.
Because now that I’d had her, tasted her, claimed her… I knew one thing with bone-deep certainty.
I couldn’t lose her.
Not to fear. Not to the city. Not to anything.
And God help whatever came down that mountain trail trying to take her away.
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