“How’s that?”
“Happy, kitten.”
She wrapped her arms and legs around me tighter as we left the Crossroads, bursting out into the bright sunshine. Her lips pressed to my cheek before her head rested on my shoulder. Nylah’s next words pierced my black heart and I knew I’d never be the same.
“I’m happy too.”
THE SUN HAD SET MINUTES ago, and the darkness of night enveloped us as I held Nylah’s hand, leading her back toward the Crossroads. The stars had yet to make a big appearance and it was nearly pitch black. I could still see as clearly as the day thanks to my Reaper and made sure she didn’t stumble.
We spent the afternoon together, talking, sharing about our lives and the simple things that we didn’t know yet about one another. Favorite foods, hobbies, and how we spent our free time. I wanted to share about Willow, but it was still too painful to bring her up. I wasn’t ready yet, and in truth I wasn’t sure that I ever would be.
Nylah halted me with a hand on my arm, probably unaware that I could still see her expression. Maybe under the cover of night she felt more comfortable to speak her mind. She bit her lip and I tried not to stiffen at the serious expression on her pretty face.
“I know there’s some things you’re not telling me.”
“Nylah –”
“Hey,” she cut me off and held up a hand. “You have secrets. That’s never been a surprise. I knew the first moment that I met you that you were a biker. I know that you have a code and can’t break it. I’m not asking you to do that.”
I nodded, even if she couldn’t see it. “Alright.”
“I just want you to know that it doesn’t change how I feel. If we want to make this work, I have to trust you, and I do, Rael. I trust that if you give me your word to tell me the things I need to know and keep the secrets that won’t hurt me, I’ll believe you.”
How did I ever find this sexy, smart, and amazing woman?
Moving into her personal space, I lifted my hands to cup her face and tilted it upward. “I give you my word.” I didn’t have to say how much that meant. She knew and understood.
My mouth lowered to hers and this time I didn’t hold back, pressing hard with all the passion and love I felt. Yeah, I fuckin’ loved this little blonde nurse. She wiggled her way into my heart and I never realized how much I wanted her to stay there until now.
I teased the seam of Nylah’s lips with my tongue, pushing my way through and she opened, letting me in as our tongues tangled together. She slid her fingers up my chest, exploring the muscles along the way until they inched upward around my neck. One hand lightly teased the skin on the back of my head and for some reason, that was like an instant aphrodisiac.
Growling low, I picked her up, pleased when her legs instantly wrapped around my waist. As I deepened the kiss, I moved toward the black SUV parked close by. When her ass was deposited on the hood, I broke the kiss and began to explore that slim neck that had been begging for my teeth to nibble since the moment we met.
Nylah let out a soft moan when my tongue traced the column of her throat and then I moved lower, kissing her collarbone and along the ridge of the delicate bone. She didn’t protest when I tugged at the shirt she wore and lifted it over her head, tossing it behind her as it landed with a light swoosh. I devoured the soft contours of her skin as the stars began to twinkle brighter, focusing my attention on those luscious tits that nearly spilled out of the top of her lacy bra.
My hands molded and cupped the globes as I pushed them upward and leaned down to suckle at the skin. Tugging down the material, they spilled free and I groaned, rolling my tongue over the closest peak. I licked and teased each one into tight buds as Nylah made sexy little noises in the back of her throat.
My hips grinded, moving against her as I pressed between her legs. I slid one hand over her core and pressed against the denim. “These need to come off.”
“Rael,” she whispered, arching into my palm.
“Not here, babe. Not private enough. When you scream my name, I don’t want any other motherfucker seeing what belongs to me.”
She didn’t protest and reached for her shirt, tugging it back on as she adjusted her bra.
“My room. Now,” I ordered low, clenching her hand in mine as we walked quickly toward the entrance of the clubhouse.
I completely ignored every other soul on the planet as I practically ran with Nylah toward my room. There were a few knowing looks tossed in our direction, but I didn’t give a shit. Not another minute was passing by before I made her mine in every way. Once we were inside my room, I shut and locked the door behind us, tossing the key and my wallet on the nearby dresser.
Nylah was backing toward the bed, slowly stripping her clothes as I feasted on every single inch of her curvy body that she revealed. When her bra hit the floor, I nearly snarled with need. My Reaper was fuckin’ excited and he prodded and urged me to take her hard and fast. I didn’t want that.
Her thumbs were hooked on the edges of her thong when I held up a hand.
“Stop, kitten. I want to reveal that pretty pink pussy myself.”
She fell backward on the bed as I approached, stripping my own clothing down until all I had on were my boxer briefs. My fingers trailed up her legs and naked flesh, roaming over the smooth skin. I pressed my lips to the inside of her silken thighs and pressed them far apart as I settled between. Inhaling, I rubbed my nose against her center and delighted in the knowledge that she was soaked. Licking at the satin material, I heard her suck in a deep breath.
“Ian.”