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“Ah, see, there they are.”

“I swear to God, Logan,” I say, glaring up at him, “I will show you fucking claws if you don’t pick up the pace.”

“Like this?” he asks as he pulls back and drives into me hard and fast, just the way I want it. Something between a gasp and moan comes out of my mouth, and I fist the sheets underneath me. He slows down again, and I lose it. I wrap my leg around his waist and use my other foot to kick off the bed and roll us. He lands on his back with a thud and looks up at me in surprise for a moment. I rise up and sink back down, finding the perfect rhythm to send me building toward the orgasm he was denying me.

He grabs my hips, his fingers digging into my skin, and I brace myself with one hand on his chest as I close my eyes and lose myself to the intoxicating sensation of Logan filling me.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Kitten,” he rasps, sounding just as lost as I am right now, and I open my eyes. He’s looking up at me, the fire in his eyes hot enough to burn me up. I lean down to kiss him, and he knocks my hand off his chest, pulling me down to him as he starts driving up into me. My mind blanks, and all I can do is ride the wave as I race toward the release that I’ve been begging for.

“That’s it, Baby. I want you to come all over my cock. Give it to me,” he growls in my ear. I catapult over the edge, crying out into the room as my body tenses and my pussy grips his length. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, and I gasp for air on his chest as he continues thrusting up into me, seeking his own orgasm and prolonging mine.

His grip on me tightens, and he tenses underneath me, groaning in my ear before he collapses back on the bed, his arms splaying out at his sides. We just lie like that for a few minutes before he pulls me off him and moves me to his side, pulling me in close. His breath ruffles my hair as he leans down and presses his lips to the top of my head, breathing me in, and my throat tightens.

“Shit, Baby. I forgot to grab a condom,” he whispers.

“I’m on the pill, and I was telling you the truth when I said I hadn’t been with anyone in two years.”

He looks away from me for a second before meeting my eyes again. “I haven’t exactly been a saint but I’m clean.”

I nod and cuddle back into his side, images of him with other girls assaulting me, and tears sting my eyes.

“Excuse me,” I whisper, untangling myself from his arms and sliding over to the edge of the bed.

“You okay?”

I turn back to him and nod, my eyes burning as tears threaten to fall but I force a smile to my face. “Yeah, just need to pee. I’ll be right back.”

He nods, looking so right lying in my bed, and I turn away before I lose it in front of him. Hopping off the bed, I rush to the bathroom and close the door, turning the faucet on just as the tears start to fall. I cover my mouth as I start to sob so he won’t hear me and press my back to the door. I sink down to the floor and pull my knees to my chest as the tears fall down my cheeks relentlessly.

I’m such an idiot.

I heard everything he said earlier and there is a huge part of me that wants to believe him, that’s urging me to put my trust in him and give this a shot. But it’s the small voice in my head that just made me realize I’m head over heels in love with him and I worry that he won’t stick around. He still has so much pain buried inside him, and I wonder if his pain is going to end up breaking my heart, too.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Storm

“You got news for me, Ray?” I ask, answering my phone as I climb off my bike outside the clubhouse. I hang the helmet on the handlebars and turn toward the parking lot.

“It’s done. Good old Ian is takin’ himself a little vacation to the infirmary.”

Kodiak gives me a little chin lift, and I nod at him as he passes, waiting until he’s walking into the clubhouse to respond. “And he got the message?”

Ray laughs. “Oh, yeah. Loud and clear.”

“You sure?” I still don’t feel settled, and I’m not sure that I ever will. As long as Ian Blackwell is still living, that is.

“Yeah, Storm. Shaun made it very clear that it would be a very traumatic day for him if his brother came around you or your girl again.”

I sigh, my mind calming a little. “All right. Thank you.”

“No problem, man. Just remember, you owe me one.”

“Yeah? So that takes one off all the times you owe me, right?”

He laughs. “That sounds about right.”

Saying good-bye, I hang up and walk into the clubhouse, ready to get church over with already. I just left Ali not even twenty minutes ago but fuck if I don’t miss her right now. It’s only been a few days since I told her about part of my past but she’s already embedded herself in my soul, and I know there’s no letting her go. I don’t even care that she makes me watch those stupid fucking TV shows as long as she’s in my arms and I get to hear her sweet laugh as I make fun of the people on the screen.