He was her everything.
Once her captor, now her only love.
His big, hard body made her feel safe. The scent of his cologne mixed with the leather of his cut was unique to him. As their bodies molded together, his cock connecting them intimately, she felt whole. She didn’t want to live a life without Lord. Looking back, she wasn’t even sure how she managed.
He took care of her, made her feel beautiful and wanted.
Right now, even though he wasn’t taking his time, it still felt like they were making love. Every time they kissed, she always felt a unique passion between them. The entire world went away and it was just the two of them.
He kissed her as he fucked her, his tongue claiming her mouth. Lord devoured her, body and soul. His rough stubble scraped her face, his big hands squeezing her ass as he supported most of her weight.
“I need you, Lord.”
Her breathing became labored. She was so close to coming but tried to hold off. She wanted this day to last forever. Nothing was ever guaranteed in his world.
“Come for me, Ally. Come now!”
His growled words and forceful tone brought her over that edge, and she couldn’t hold off for another second. She allowed herself to embrace her orgasm, waves of heat and energy racing through her core.
Lord rammed into her, the entire shed buckling. With his final groan, he filled her with his seed, his cock throbbing on and on.
He exhaled, his shoulders briefly resting against her. “I haven’t stopped thinking of you since I dropped you off yesterday. It killed me to leave you behind. The bedroom was too quiet, too lonely without you beside me in bed.”
Every word he spoke was music to her ears. After what Rancher and Betty had told her, she should believe that Lord loved her. All the signs pointed to it. But she still had doubts and nagging insecurities. Hearing the truth from Lord’s own mouth made her feel complete, wanted.
“Same here. I cried myself to sleep last night. I felt like you just wanted me gone. I’m the only one you sent away.”
“Because you’re the only one who matters.” He lowered her down to her feet and buttoned his jeans.
“Are you leaving again?” She knew the answer but didn’t want to believe it. There was always that hope inside her.
“We have to ride out tonight. I just needed to see you before then.”
She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his chest. He stroked her hair. It felt so good that she closed her eyes, trying to hear his heartbeat. It was too tempting to tell him everything on her mind.
“What if something happens to you?” she whispered.
“I’ve been thinking about it. A lot. If something happens to me, I want you taken care of, Ally. I’m going to tell Locke to make sure you’re set up financially.”
She shook her head, pulling away, but he held her arms, keeping her in place. “It was just a hypothetical question, Lord. The way you’re talking is like you expect it to happen. You think they’ll kill you tonight, don’t you?”
“I’m just being smart. I’m not afraid of dying, but knowing you’d be left to fend for yourself is too much for me to bear.”
“No, no! I don’t want any money. I don’t want to be set up somewhere. What I want is you. Us. A family.”
She kept quiet after, realizing how loud she’d been. Realizing what she’d said.
It was all true though. As crazy as it sounded, she wanted a family with her MC prez. It wouldn’t be typical, but they’d make it perfect.
“Ally, please.”
“Can’t you send them and stay behind? You’re the boss. They have to listen to you.” Tears began to prick her eyes and a frog burned in her throat. “Please, Lord.”
“Oh, baby.” He pulled her close, even though she fought him. He kissed the top of her head. “Please don’t do this to me. You know I have to go.”
“You don’t!”
“We all ride after sunset. Nothing will happen to me. Everything will happen to the asshole we’re after. We’re well-armed, prepared, and trained for this. You can’t worry every time I have to clean up shit. If you’re going to be my old lady, you have to be able to handle your emotions, Ally.”
She swallowed hard. “You haven’t talked about that for a while.”
“Well, I think about it often,” he said. “When this is over and you’re back at the club, I’m going to make it official.”
Her heart felt as if it would burst. She knew the magnitude of what he was saying. It was what she most wanted.
“Promise?”
He smiled down at her. For such a hard ass, he had the most beautiful smile. There was a dimple there, too.
“I should go.” He stroked her hair. The adoration in his eyes was impossible to dismiss. He was being genuine. She wondered if he’d ever tell her he loved her and mean it. Ally would take what she could get, and being named his old lady said a lot.