She went still under me as I slowly filled her, as if she was waiting for the pain that she had felt last time. When I bottomed out inside her, she relaxed, her body turning softer, wetter.
“Give me it all, Raider.”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart.” I kissed her lips, long and deeply, as I began to thrust into her.
I knew it wouldn’t take me long to come, but it was only a few seconds of being inside her glove-tight wetness before I was ready to go off like a fucking roman candle.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I can’t hold back any more.”
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Raider, I’m going to come again. Please, come in me.”
I had never gotten off to someone telling me to come before. It was a new first for me, one I wouldn’t have wanted with anyone but her.
Pulling back, I thrust deeper into her than I ever had, my release hitting me hard.
***
Quinn
Sometime later, I drifted down from the cloud Raider had sent me flying to. For a moment, I savored the afterglow of having the best sex of my life. My body ached, but it wasn’t the same as the first time we had been together. This time, there was no pain, just a tenderness that told me how deep my biker had just been inside my body.
We were lying on the bed now, my head pillowed on his chest as he stroked a finger up and down my bare arm. It would have been perfect if we weren’t still reeling from the events of that morning.
I couldn’t believe Tanner and Warden were really gone. It didn’t seem real. I kept thinking Tanner would knock on the bedroom door again, that we could replay the morning all over again and have a different outcome.
“What’s going to happen now?” I whispered, trying to hide my tears from him.
“There will be a funeral,” he answered evasively.
I lifted my head. “That’s not what I mean. What …? What if they do this again? Those Italian guys.”
His nostrils flared. “I don’t know, baby. I can’t predict what they will do next. But I don’t want you to be scared, okay? I’m going to protect you.”
I believed him, yet it didn’t ease my fears. It wasn’t just for myself. I was scared for him, for the rest of the MC. For everyone who loved them.
“Who will protect you?”
His green eyes darkened to moss. “As long as I know you’re here, waiting on me, loving me, then I don’t need anyone to protect me. Your love makes me feel like Superman. They can’t hurt a superhero, baby.”
“I wish that was true,” I whispered, fighting a fresh wave of tears. “You have to be careful, Raider. The baby and I need you.”
He shifted onto his side and pulled me down beside him, tucking my head under his chin. I felt his lips in my hair as he lowered his hand to my bare belly and traced over where I could imagine our little biker growing. “I need you both, too, sweetheart.”
I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent. “Promise me you will be careful.”
“I promise.”
I sighed, knowing that he was probably crossing his fingers or something. His emotions were wound too tight right then, so I knew that whatever happened next, it wasn’t going to be pretty. Two of our own had been killed. Someone would have to pay for that.
And I wanted them to.
I just prayed that it didn’t cost me more people I loved.