She moved away from her sister and Dog immediately pulled her up. His knuckles were bloody from the five minutes he’d spent alone with Hank. She didn’t mind. There had been a lot of wounds she’d cleaned up for him over the years. The club whistled and clapped their hands.
“Fuck off, guys,” he said.
“Well, excuse me for wanting to see my friend,” Beth said.
Dog groaned, resting his head against Sable’s “It would seem a lot of people were afraid you were dead,” he said.
“I like it. It means I’ve got a place here.”
It was funny how things had a way of working themselves out. After she came home from being sent away from the club, things didn’t feel the same, but now she realized everything could go back to normal.
“You’ve always got a place. Don’t ever forget it. You’re here to stay, always.” He sank his fingers into her hair, pulling her close and smashing his lips against hers. She melted against him, loving the feel of him and not wanting him to stop. “I won’t ever let anything happen to you. Not again.”
She giggled against his mouth but was pulled away into Beth’s open arms. Her friend hugged her until she couldn’t really breathe.
Forge intervened. “She’s alive. No need to behave like that.”
“Yes, but he was a cop. Do we all need to worry? Do we need to like leave the country?” asked Beth. She was still not fully accustomed to club life, and it was endearing.
Sable stepped back to press against Dog. They wouldn’t be leaving the country. There was no need to as Hank wasn’t going to be a problem, nor was Grass. They were both embarrassm
ents to the police department. Their replacements easy to find. She had no doubt someone would be guarding the streets, threatening them. Or if they knew what was good for them, they’d learn to look the other way for a price.
She wasn’t stupid. She knew how this worked.
Hank wanted to be the one in charge and not take orders from them. His delusional sense that he was better than everyone else was just shocking, Grass’s too. Only Grass knew just how far his disturbed mind went. He was a true criminal and wanted the power to move freely without anyone interfering with his work.
“Right, you’ve all had your fun, and now, I’ve got a job to do,” Dog said. He picked her up in his arms and she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist. The club VP didn’t care about the audience. He was proud to be her man, and it was the greatest feeling in the world.
“What are you doing?” she asked. He had a nice firm grip on her ass, and she liked it just like that.
“Simple, they can enjoy you tomorrow … or in a couple of days. I want to enjoy you now.”
She giggled. “You’re acting like a crazy person.”
“No, I’m acting like a man who wants his woman and doesn’t want to share.”
They made it to his bedroom and she laughed as he kicked the door closed. Rather than drop her to the bed, he lowered her down to her feet and slowly started to remove her clothes.
He took his time, taking her shirt, followed by her jeans, then down to her panties and bra. When she stood before him naked, he sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand within his.
He groaned. “I can’t believe you’re mine. This body is mine. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, Sable, but I’m never letting you go.”
“You didn’t do anything other than be you.” She cupped his face as he took hold of her hips and drew her closer. His big rough hands against her soft skin felt perfect.
She moaned as he pulled her against him. He still had on clothes, but that didn’t stop her from feeling the hardness of his dick as it pressed against her. She wiggled for good measure.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he asked.
“Making you want me?”
“That’s not hard to do. I always want you. I will always want you.”
She loved hearing him say those precious words. They meant a great deal to her. “What am I doing to you?”
“I want to fuck you raw, fill you up with my child so every fucking man here and out there knows you’re taken. I don’t want anyone else to ever look at you the same way I do. They can keep their gazes away. You’re all mine. You will always be mine, and that’s all I want.” He pushed her hair off her face. “You’re my woman, Sable. You know it and I know it. I’m a possessive bastard when it comes to you. I don’t care if you deserve better or more. You’re the only woman I want.”
To silence him, she pressed her lips against his. He banded an arm around her back and she moaned his name, never wanting him to stop.