I straddled him, his eyes going wide before his hands lifted to shove me off, but I got closer to him. My lips were a hair’s breadth away from his as a plea broke from my lips, "Please, help me."
Suddenly, voices sounded outside the curtains, "Find her. Find her NOW!"
His dark eyes searched mine, trying to find out truths we didn't have time for, and I took my last chance. I slammed my lips onto his, praying that it would be enough.
Chapter 4
Thiswasinfuriating.Havingto be here and listen to this piece of fanged scum talk, but it's what Rabid commanded, and so I'm here.
Duce tried to explain to me on the way to the Snake Lounge that we were just going to see what we could pick up from other gangs, show we were still a force, and to learn what the fuck Killian was up to and if we wanted to prevent it in any way. After all, he was a shitbag drug dealer who liked to sell in our area, and we always kept tabs on our territory.
As Duce and Killian exchanged pleasantries, I sat back and did my job as the muscle. Looking mean and glaring at everyone like I wanted them dead. Duce was the pretty boy sweet talker all the women and men liked. He made you feel at ease before he struck. It's why Rabid sent Duce and me as a tag team; a good biker, bad biker kind of duo. It always worked, except onher.
At first, I thought he was just hounding on another hang around. The girls that liked to fuck bikers like they are collecting Pokémon. They have their time and place in this world, but I barely touch them as it was. I didn't want to mix them in with business, but Duce didn't have that problem.
When she popped her head up over his shoulder, and I caught the depth of those ocean-blue eyes, something shifted inside of me. I felt my wolf uncurl from his spot and turn his head, for once not because of its need for carnage and blood but just to soak her presence in.
There was something about her, about the way she looked at me, that said she felt something, too. I half-pulled Duce off her to get going to this meeting but also to get him off the woman. The woman who my wolf got up and started to pace in my mind for.
I didn't know what that meant, but I knew that I felt protective of her instantly, and that was not a good thing.
I growled out in frustration, and everyone at the table looked at me. Duce bit his lip, giving me a silly look as he patted my shoulder hard before turning back to Killian. "How about we just cut to the chase. Bricks here gets a little testy about small talk."
Well, shit. I didn't mean to do that. I looked at the goons Killian brought with him and saw a twinkle of fear in their eyes. I guess that was fine then. It seemed to give me more cred.
I listened as Killian tried to sweet-talk us into working with him, and he tried hard. At first, he wanted to share a woman with us, gag. Then he tried flattery, which meant nothing coming from him. Then he tried to offer money, and when that didn't get him a solid yes, then he chose to threaten us. In the end, Duce smoothed it over and was able to get us a few days before he had to give him our answer.
Just at the right time, one of his vampire goons opened the curtain, whispering in Killian's ear, and he excused himself. Duce looked at me before smiling. "Well, isn't that a pleasant surprise. You ready to leave, Bricks?"
I signed with my hands that I was more than ready, and he laughed. "Just stay here while I go to the bathroom, and then we can leave." Then I heard him mumble, "Plus, I have a delicious razor-sharp cupcake to find.”
Of course, he was going to find her. A piece of me was glad that we were bringing her home. My wolf continued his pacing, letting me know he didn’t like not having her in front of him. He wanted to watch over her and felt that she was in trouble.
It felt like a few minutes had passed, maybe more, but the fabric of the booth shifted as she came in, wide-eyed, and looked around. The fear in her eyes made my insides curl up and had my wolf banging on my head to let him out so he could protect her.
What is she doing here?
It took all my strength to stay still, not move a muscle, as she climbed up onto my lap. My heart began to pound a mile a minute. I swear I could feel it banging against my ribs, wanting to break out and hand itself to her. It was times like this I wish I could speak, say words to soothe her or seduce her like Duce, but those days are long gone, and now I’m just the mute Enforcer for the Moon Raiders.
I looked up as I heard a commotion outside of the booth, angry voices demanding they find her. I looked down and found those hypnotic aqua-blue eyes looking up at me. Gone was her sass from before, and what replaced it was a plea as she said in low desperation, “Please, help me.” Then she brought her lips to mine.
My mind blanked as her soft lips smashed onto mine. I hesitated for a second, still in shock that she was kissing me, the mute brute of the Moon Raiders.
Her legs fell on either side of my hips as she got comfortable. My hands, acting of their own accord, slipped up those smooth thighs on display, feeling the edges of her short skirt as I gripped her.
She let out a soft moan, and I drank it down like the warm whisky she had earlier. Savoring the taste of the smoke from the booze and the sweetness from her lips. This woman was intoxicating.
I heard someone close outside the curtain, felt her fingers grip my leather cut tightly, and I made a snap decision. I flipped her over, her legs wrapped around my hips as her arms circled my neck, just as the light broke from the curtains being opened.
"Have you seen-"
My wolf came out in full force, going into protection mode as my skin felt like it was a second away from splitting and taking down whoever was trying to come for her. She was mine. Mine.
I immediately shook off those thoughts, reining my wolf back in as I turned my head sideways, covering her as much as possible while I growled something fierce. It was the one thing my vocal cords vibrated for, the one sound that came from my mouth that shook people when I let it out.
"Shit. Sorry, man. Just looking for a woman trying to escape, but it looks like she's not here." The fanged biker quickly closed the curtain and continued their search for her.
I was seconds away from wolfing out and going after him, seeing him as a threat to her, when I felt a soft, slender hand cup my face and pull me back down. "Don't go after them. Just stay here with me."
