“Orla,” he sat up. “What’re you doing here?”
I could see the confusion as to why I was here and not one of the boys. “Believe me, it was hard to talk Hawk into letting me come and not him, but I think I deserve more of your time right now than him.”
Bear tried not to smile. “I mean, why are you out of the house and not safe.”
“Kirby brought me here. Rebel went to go and bring your bike back.”
“Orla, this is no place for you.”
“Or you,” I said quickly. “I know what you did, Brogan told me who you attacked.”
He wiped his hand down his face. “I don’t regret it, and I’m not going to ever say sorry for it.”
I closed the distance between us, moving to straddle him on the bench. “I didn’t ask you to.”
His hands came out to grab my ass as I swung my arms around his neck, my knees pushing down into the bench on either side of him.
“Truth be told, Alex, it kinda turned me on what you did for me,” I told him, kissing his lips softly. “It always turned me on when you stood up for me.”
His fingers pressed into the flesh of my ass, and his cock pushed against my mound as I ground over him. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head down to him again, his mouth on mine in a claiming kiss that told me I’d never be alone again.
I shifted my hands down to his jeans and pulled the fly down, shuffling so his cock popped free before I moved my panties to the side. Bear took control, positioning himself underneath me, sitting me down on his cock. I groaned into his mouth at the pressure down there, slowly starting to move. Bear’s hands were all over me, moving my ass up and down. I kissed him harder, faster, as if our time was limited.
It was, but it felt like I needed to get as much of him inside of me as possible right now. If Brad were to lay charges, Bear could be in a lot of trouble. There were a number of witnesses that saw what he did and from what I was told, Brad looked bad.
I felt my pussy clamp down on his cock, his finger making its way to my clit as I felt the crushing need to cum all over his cock.
“Let go,” he grunted against my mouth. I did, immediately biting down on my lip to stop myself from crying out. Bear slapped my ass, and my gasp echoed throughout the cell as he pounded into me from below.
“Jesus Christ,” we both heard Brogan mutter as he’d come back. “Seriously?”
“You can watch or you can give us five,” Bear shouted at him as he ploughed into me. I was too lost in the sensation of him to give a fuck that Brogan was standing there.
Brogan left and Bear ploughed into me, his grunts turning me on even more as he fucked me hard, claiming me.
Bear
Brogan handed me the paperwork to sign so I could be released. He didn’t meet my eye, which made me smirk. He’d kept a low profile since Orla left yesterday. An overnight stay and I was already hanging for another piece of her ass.
I signed the paper and slid it back to him. He handed over my weapons, and my phone. Rebel waited by the door of the station for me to finish up.
“Shepley isn’t pressing charges,” Brogan said. “Whatever was said to him has shut him up, so you’re lucky. Just…if you’re going to be a brute, don’t do it publicly, for my sake, please.”
“Got it,” I told him and tucked my gun into my waistband, putting my rings back on my fingers before I made my way over to Rebel, who held the door open.
“Where are the boys?”
“I didn’t think you’d want them to hear this,” Rebel said. “I found him.”
I stopped in my tracks just as we neared the bikes. “Where?”
“Holed up in the city at a fancy hotel,” Rebel told me. “He’s now located in the old warehouse, near the lake.”
“You got him?”
“Me and Kirby,” Rebel advised. “We didn’t think you’d want it to be known what you intended.”
“You’re good with it?”
