Page 38 of Wyatt (The Black Roses MC #5)

“I never intended for it to come out—to anyone. I was going to take it to my grave, to be honest. But I’d been living with the secret for so long, it didn’t matter to me anymore. If I thought it was going to come back and hurt the club—”

“Fuck that. It hurts me,” I say a little louder than intended.

“It kills me that you feel like you ever have to keep secrets from me. Good or bad. I don’t think you understand what it means to be claimed by me.

It means that you don’t keep anything from me.

That I protect you no matter what, and if anyone in my club would have had a problem with who Colby’s biological father is, then they can talk to me and have their teeth knocked down their throat for saying he’s anything other than mine. You and Colby are mine, Maizie.”

I stomp toward her and take her mouth in a bruising kiss—proof that the words I’m saying are true and that I’ve never meant anything more.

Her arms wrap around my middle as my hands hold the side of her face, and I plunge my tongue into her mouth.

I lick the inside of her mouth, tasting her minty toothpaste.

“I can’t protect you if I don’t know what I’m protecting you from,” I say when I break the kiss. “No more secrets.”

She shakes her head. “No more.”

My hands grip the back of her thighs, and I lift her in my arms, wrapping her long legs around my waist. She finds my mouth again and kisses me hard as I walk us back to my bike.

When I set her down, I turn her around and she places her hands on the seat of my bike, her arms locked so she can stay upright.

“I hated not being inside you last night. But you needed rest, and I needed to get my head straight. Today though?” My fingers find the button of her tight jeans, and I pop it open.

“I’m not wasting a second alone with you,” I say as my hand dives into her panties, and I find her center.

“You’re mine. Your heart—” I begin to strum her clit.

“Your body.” I dip my finger into her center and pump a few times, feeling the wetness coat me before pulling my hand free and bringing my finger to my mouth, sucking her flavor off.

“And this delicious fucking cunt,” I say on a moan.

“Please, Wyatt,” she groans.

“Please what, baby? Make you come with my fingers, or would you rather I yank your pants down and sink inside of you?”

She nods frantically. “Yes. All of it, yes.”

I step back and tear her jeans, along with her black panties, down her legs.

Kneeling behind her, I lean forward and bury my face in her ass, licking that tight pucker.

“One of these days, I’m going to claim this, too, but we’ll have to work up to that.

Get you good and stretched out so I can fit inside your tight little asshole. ”

A shiver runs through her body at my promise.

I lick my way to her center and spear my tongue into her opening.

My hand finds her clit, and I begin rubbing it in small, tight circles at a furious pace.

I need her there as fast as possible, otherwise I’m going to have a mess in my pants on the ride home.

She releases a keening wail as her pussy tightens around my tongue, and a rush of wetness explodes in my mouth.

I pull my face away, but don’t stop rubbing her clit as I thrust three fingers into her.

She’s in the middle of her orgasm, and I draw out her pleasure until she’s begging me to have mercy on her.

I stand behind her and undo my buckle, then my zipper, reaching in to free my cock. I don’t bother pulling my pants down, too desperate to feel her from the inside.

I thrust in—hard—seating myself in her tight heat.

“Can you give me another one, baby? My cock missed the feeling of your pussy strangling it last night.”

I begin pumping in and out of her as sweat drips down my brows and into my eyes.

But I don’t stop. I don’t think anything could tear me away from her right now.

It’s never been like this with anyone else.

I’ve never had sex without a condom, but I knew from the second that Maizie kissed me there was no way in hell I wanted anything between us.

I needed to feel every inch of her. I needed to come inside her and make her mine.

Because no matter what she does, what she keeps from me, what she doesn’t say, that’s exactly what she is.

Mine.

My mouth presses against her ear. “Are you going to trust me now? With everything?”

“Yes, fuck, I promise. With everything.”

“Even with your heart?” I ask as I continue pumping. When she doesn’t answer, I stop my motion. It fucking kills me to do it, but I need an answer. “Maizie?”

“Yes, Wyatt, even with my heart.”

I press my lips to the back of her head. “You’re such a good fucking girl, taking what I’m giving you,” I say as I resume my thrusts. “I need you to come again, baby.”

Seconds later, the walls of her pussy squeeze around my cock as I bury myself inside of her as deep as I’ve ever been and bellow out my release.

Maizie cries out as she falls with me, her beautiful cunt clenching my dick.

A flock of birds takes off, squawking their disapproval at being disturbed. I’m not the least bit sorry.

I lean over her for a moment to catch my breath. When I pull out of her pussy, I bend and pull her jeans back up her legs. Before pulling them over her ass, I place a kiss on each of her cheeks, and she giggles. She turns and zips her jeans as I’m tucking myself back into my own.

“Wyatt, I just want to say again that I’m sorry for not telling you about everything.”

“Shh, baby,” I say, taking her in my arms. “It’s sorted. I know where you stand and you know where I stand. And I know it won’t happen again.”

“Never,” she says, her tone solemn with the promise.

I smile at her and kiss the tip of her nose. “That’s all that matters then.”

We stand next to my bike for a few minutes, me with my arms wrapped around her and her with her head resting against my chest right over my heart.

“Should we go get Colby? I feel kind of bad for sticking him with Mia and Knox on short notice.”

I chuckle. “Hell no. It’s a beautiful day, and I have my woman with me. We’re going to take a ride, then I’m going to take you home and make you come on my face again. Then you can call Mia and get Colby.”

“You’re the boss,” she says, and I hear the smile in her voice.

“I’m really not, baby. You’ve always been in charge. I’m just the lucky son of a bitch who gets to take a little bit off of your plate sometimes.”

Luckiest man in the world.

I make good on my promise to Maizie before heading into church.

We’re all sitting around the table, discussing the situation with the Bone Breakers.

This is the first time I’ve been around my brothers since finding out about that fuckwit, Nolan.

I won’t lie and say I wasn’t a little cautious before walking into this room.

Secrets aren’t something my brothers take lightly, but they’re also understanding of circumstances.

We’ve had to be. The Bone Breakers have been a problem for a while, one that it’s time we take care of.

“Alright, then. Brute force it is,” Ozzy says.

We landed on taking the fight to them. They threatened my woman—tried to make her a rat. It’s time we cut them off at the knees.

“Jude, get a hold of your brother. I’d like to get some images of their compound in Arizona so we have a plan going in,” Ozzy says, and Jude nods. “Once we have an idea of what we’re dealing with, we can figure out exactly how we’re going to do this.”

“Something like when we rescued Lucy?” Jude asks.

“That’s what I’m thinking,” Ozzy replies. “You good with that, brother?” he asks me.

“Sounds like a fucking plan to me. The sooner we get rid of those fucks, the better I’ll sleep.”

And the sooner my woman and her kid are safe once and for all from that asshole Nolan Dawson.