I threw my arms around his neck. “I love you, too.”
“Good. That’s all that matters.”
“But what about my dad? He’ll never be okay with us being together. He expects me to save myself for marriage and end up with someone who goes to church every week.”
Triton chuckled. “I do go to church. That’s what we call our MC meetings.”
“I’m pretty sure that won’t count.”
“I’ll win him over then. I can be pretty persuasive when I want to be.” He trailed a finger across my collarbone. “We should make the most of the time we have left here. I’m not okay with you going back to your parents’ house, but if you want to head back to Maplewood, you’ll be safe if you stay in my room at the clubhouse. Let’s see what happens after the sheriff’s office installs those cameras. If the cartel doesn’t do anything, we can talk about going back.”
“Do you really think they’ll come after me to get back at my dad?” I hadn’t let myself think about it because Triton made me feel so safe and protected. But if we were going to return to Maplewood, I wanted to know how serious he considered the threat they’d made.
“They might try, but you’re my girl. That means you’re part of my family. Any one of my MC brothers and my foster brothers would risk their lives to protect you.” As he stood, he lifted me into his arms. “We can worry about all of that tomorrow. Right now, there’s something much more important we need to do.”
“Oh, really?” I had an idea of what he had in mind and was all for it.
“I haven’t shown you my favorite position yet.” He kicked the door closed behind us and headed straight to the bedroom.
CHAPTER11
TRITON
I wasn’tsure how I’d keep my hands off her when we returned to Maplewood, but I’d figure out a way. Nothing was going to keep me from Bess. She’d opened my heart and made me realize I didn’t have to spend the rest of my life alone. The light in her was strong enough to drive away the darkness in me. She’d shown me that again and again over the past several days.
I stared up into her eyes as she lifted her hips and slid down onto my cock. “Fuck, that feels good.”
Her fingers gripped the headboard for leverage and her tits bounced up and down as she rode me hard. When her head rolled back and she closed her eyes, I knew she was close. I thrust my hips, angling to reach the spot that would send her spiraling out of control.
“I’m close, so fudging close.” Her hips stilled and she clenched the walls of her pussy around me as her orgasm rocked through her.
Knowing she was satisfied, I let myself go and we came together. One of these days, I’d spill my seed into her with nothing between us. I couldn’t fucking wait.
She laid down on my chest, exhausted from the hours we’d spent exploring each other’s bodies for what might be the last time for a while.
“I love you so much, Bess.” My hand skimmed down her bare back and over her ass. I’d never get enough of her.
She propped her chin on her fist and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “I love you too.”
We hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast, and it was almost time for dinner. “You want me to make something, or should we go out? I still haven’t taken you to my favorite restaurant. They’ve got the best Mexican food in Texas.”
“Can we stay here? I don’t want to share you with anyone else tonight. If we’re heading back soon, I want to spend as much time together as we can.”
“Whatever you want, baby.” I shifted her onto her side and rolled out of bed to go take care of the condom.
She pulled my t-shirt on and headed toward the kitchen. “I’ll go see what we have in the fridge.”
As I passed through the hall on my way to the bathroom, I saw the shadow of someone standing on the porch. “Someone’s outside. Get down while I check it out.”
Bess crouched behind the breakfast bar while I walked toward the door to peek through the peephole. Probably just one of the Calhouns checking in on us or maybe one of my foster brothers stopping by the shoot the shit. No one else knew we were here.
Before I reached it, a heavy knock sounded then the door opened. Shit, I’d been so eager to get Bess into bed that I hadn’t flipped the deadbolt.
“Bess, are you in here?” Her dad stepped into the cottage, his eyebrows shooting halfway up his forehead when he saw me standing there as naked as the day I was born.
“Pastor Trammer. Can you give me a second? I wasn’t expecting anyone.”
“Where is she?” He glanced around the room, his eyes wild with anger.
