Silver Saints MC Volume 1 - Fiona Davenport Page 0,88

the urge and gently kissed her lips instead. Hack arrived at the truck and wordlessly climbed into the back. After securing Lucy in her seat, I jogged around to the driver’s side and got in. “Where to?” I asked as I drove through the deserted parking lot and out onto the road.

Hack gave me an address, and in less than twenty minutes, we pulled into the parking lot of a police station. “Breaker sent him a text from the kid’s phone telling him to meet in the parking lot. He should be walking out any minute.”

His prediction was correct, and we didn’t have to wait long before an older version of the punk I’d just shot stalked out the front door. I gave Lucy a look that said I wasn’t messing around and told her to stay in the car. To my surprise, she agreed without argument.

Hack and I confronted the man and had a similar conversation to the one I’d had with his son. Except we told him in no uncertain terms that if his son’s body was ever discovered—which was more than unlikely—we expected him to take care of the situation.

He was pretty pissed, but he took it better than his idiot kid. He agreed to the terms through clenched teeth, then spun around and marched back into the station.

When I returned to the truck, Lucy looked at me with her eyebrows raised in silent question. “He won’t be giving you any more trouble.”

She sighed and snuggled up to me. I was more than ready to get my woman home, but I checked us into a hotel instead. I had plans for tomorrow. Ones that involved bringing my little doll home for good.

11

Lucy

It was hard to believe that the craziness of the past couple of weeks was behind me. Meeting Dom made all the turmoil and fear worthwhile. It was probably too soon for the feelings I had for him, but that didn’t make them any less real. I hadn’t known Dom for very long, but I knew he was it for me. My sexy, tattooed biker was my one and only. I could too easily picture spending the rest of my life with him, and I hoped he felt the same way. With the way he swept me off my feet and hauled me into the hotel room, I was pretty sure he did. But any questions I had about the depth of Dom’s feelings for me were wiped from my mind when he dumped me on the king-sized mattress and got us both naked as quickly as possible.

“It shouldn’t be possible, considering everything that’s happened today, but with the way you’re looking at me right now, I’m drenched.” I toyed with his sexy piercing and pressed my thighs together, trying to ease the ache between them. “I can’t think of anything but feeling you inside me again.”

I felt his body go tight over me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pressed my core against his hard length. A muscle jumped in his jaw, and a bead of sweat trailed down his forehead. “I want to bury myself inside your tight pussy so fucking much. It’s going to be difficult to hold back, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’d never do anything to really hurt me. Don’t hold back. Give me everything you’ve got and trust me to take it.” I dug my nails into his shoulders to emphasize my request. “I want to feel those little aches tomorrow that tell me where you’ve been.”

His control snapped, and a thrill raced up my spine. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, every inch of your body will remind you how much you’re mine for days.” His words came out hoarse, as though he had to force them out of his throat before neither of us could speak because he was claiming my mouth in a deep kiss. Our tongues tangled until I was panting in need. I whimpered in protest when his lips left mine. My body writhed beneath his as he trailed kisses down my neck. When he moved lower to suck one of my puckered nipples into his mouth, my back bowed off the mattress.

Gripping the back of his head to pull him closer, I gasped, “I can feel each tug of your lips all the way to my core.”

“Someday when my cock isn’t ready to punch a hole in the mattress, I’m going to take my time while playing with your tits