Kraken (Hades Abyss MC 4) - Harley Wylde Page 0,5

We’d go to my home in Mississippi. I have a house at our compound. The two of you would be safe there. Protected.”

She took a shuddering breath. “Okay. I’m completely crazy, but I’ll go with you.”

I pulled my phone from my pocket to text Wizard. He wasn’t just a damn good hacker, but he was also our club secretary. If anyone could find out the information I needed, it was him, and he could help smooth things over with the other officers when I came home with a woman without taking it to a vote.

“What’s your name, Phoebe? Your full name, and Ember’s.”

“Phoebe Whitlow,” she said. “And Ember Whitlow, but she’s not… They had some woman come in when I gave birth to her. I had her in the bed here. She doesn’t have a birth certificate or anything.”

Not good. Not even a little. It would make it too damn easy for Deuce to make the kid disappear, and I wasn’t about to let it happen on my watch. I sent the information to Wizard and let him know they were coming home with me.

Tell Titan and Boomer I’m calling in my favor. These two are mine.

I knew if we took it to a vote, chances were good they’d let me keep Phoebe and Ember, but I wasn’t going to risk it. I put my phone on silent and set it on her bedside table, then slowly reached for her. She shivered, but the heat in her eyes told me it wasn’t from fear. I slid my hands under the hem of shirt and felt her silky skin against my fingertips.

I was nearly two decades older than her, but if she didn’t care, then neither did I. I wasn’t about to walk out on her knowing she’d only experienced pain during sex, even if part of my brain was telling me to back the hell away. She licked her lower lip and I nearly groaned, wondering what it would feel like to have her lips around my cock. I wouldn’t ask it of her, not right now. Maybe later. This moment was all about her. I wanted to give her pleasure.

She didn’t stop me as I lifted her shirt, pulling it all the way off. The lace cupping her breasts was sexy as fuck, the black standing out against her creamy skin. I reached for her skirt, unfastening it, then shoving it down her hips until it hit the floor at her feet. Phoebe stepped out of it and stood in front of me in nothing but her lacy underthings.

“So fucking beautiful,” I said, skimming my fingers up her side.

“I want to see you,” she said. “Please.”

I shrugged off my cut tossing it onto a chair, then reached behind me and grabbed the collar of my shirt, yanking it over my head. It fell to the floor and her eyes went wide as she reached out to trace the ink on my chest. I was covered from my neck to my wrists. Her touch was light as she explored.

Gripping her hair in my fist, I tipped her head back. “We going to wake our daughter?”

“Our?” she asked.

“Told you, we do this it means I’m claiming you. If you’re mine, she is too. Now, will we wake her? Do we need to go somewhere else?”

She shook her head. “Ember sleeps pretty heavily. Most of the time. I didn’t want to do this in here earlier because I thought…”

“You thought I was like them. Thought I’d use you and throw you away.”

She nodded.

I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her hard and deep. Her soft whimper, the way she melted against me, damn near made me lose control. I held on, not wanting to scare the shit out of her. This wasn’t the type of woman you threw on the bed and fucked like a whore. The fucking Sadistic Saints might treat her badly, but I damn sure wouldn’t. She’d suffered enough.

“Gonna make you feel good, baby girl.”

“Kraken, I… I’ve never wanted anyone like this before, but I feel all hot and achy.”

I cupped her cheek. “I do anything you don’t like, or you want me to stop at any point, you say so.”

“I need you, Kraken.”

I wanted to tell her my real name, but not here. Not in what I was almost certain was enemy territory. I didn’t trust the Sadistic Saints, and I sure as fuck didn’t want them to know who I really was. It was a part of