Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37111 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37111 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
“How far do you want to take this, Chloe? I won’t hurt you, and I won’t fuck you without your permission. Much as I want you, I know this is fast. Have you had sex before?” He looked into my eyes, his fingers tangling in my hair.
I gave him a startled bark of laughter. “How can you possibly ask me that now?”
He shrugged. “Well, it’s better than not askin’ at all, baby. I’ll give you as much pleasure as I can. I’ll make it good for you.”
“Oh, I have no doubt you will. And if you stop, I might have to smother you with a pillow while you sleep.”
Deadeye -- Isaac -- kissed me again as he chuckled. “I got you, baby. Now, tell me how much experience you’ve had. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yeah,” I muttered. “This isn’t embarrassing or anything.”
“There’s no shame in this, Chloe. I ain’t judging at all. I just need to make sure I don’t hurt you.”
“Mom kept a tight rein on me. I think I was her insurance policy. Trade the little virgin to someone for whatever favor she wanted. I haven’t been with a man, but I penetrated myself…” I trailed off, my face flaming as I looked away. “Is that weird?”
“Honey, nothing you do to pleasure yourself is weird. If it’s what you need, you go for it. I’ll be careful, but you need to understand that I’m not taking this back. I intend to keep you, Chloe. That means you stay here. With me.”
I stiffened. “I’m not staying here with Sword. I understand he made sacrifices to help rescue me, but it doesn’t change the fact he tried to kill me.”
“Sword’s in a world of trouble, honey. I’m not sure he’ll survive with his club membership intact when Cain is done with him. And yeah. He’s earned a beatin’ he’ll be taking before he goes.”
“I never meant to cause trouble for him. I just… I needed help…”
“And you did exactly what you should have done. You went to your dad for help. It’s on him he was a stupid-ass motherfucker.”
That made me giggle, which earned me a sexy grin from Isaac. “That really shouldn’t have been funny.”
“Sure, it was. The point is, let me worry about Sword. I’ve got your back. You’re gonna be mine, and I will keep anything and everything away from you. I know it seems a lot like you’re jumping from one bad situation to another, but if you’re my ol’ lady, it will signal to any other club looking to make trouble that you’re my property. Any biker worth his salt will protect his property to the death. I’ll order you a cut and a patch. We’ll have it in a couple of days. Then, we’ll be in a much better position with Iron Tzars.”
“I tried to pretend I had a choice, Isaac. I can see now that was all wishful thinking. So, if this is the way it has to be, I choose you. I won’t lie, though. I’m a little scared. And I won’t tolerate cheating. I was always told being an ol’ lady didn’t necessarily mean the woman was the biker’s only lover. But I couldn’t take that.”
“It’s you and me, honey. No one else for either of us. I ain’t an easy man to live with, but I swear I will do my best to always do right by you.”
“Then let’s do this. You tried to keep me out of the storm. You came after me when I ran. You were gentle with me when I was so fragile.” I reached up and stroked his beard as I smiled at him. “You make me feel safe.”
“From now on, that’s my job, honey. I’ll make you feel safe and make sure you are safe.” He kissed me again. “We’ll make this work, Chloe. I swear.”
I believed him. Honestly, though, it didn’t matter. Because I wanted this. I’d be his for however long he’d have me and worry about the aftermath later. I had to choose which direction my life was going. I could go back to my mother and the very place I’d run from, or I could trust myself and throw my lot in with a man who’d already proven he’d protect me. Even from myself. Yeah. No brainer.
“Yes, Isaac. Yes.”
He kissed me again. His hands tunneled up my shirt to grip my breasts, and the feeling was indescribable. There was a slight bite of pain as his fingers dug into my flesh, but it was also strangely arousing. I craved that sensation. Needed it. Arching into his touch, I whimpered, bringing my hands to his and urging him to continue. I loved his weight on me. Loved the way he was so powerful. He had control, but he tempered that power. For me.