Reaching betweenher legs, she followed his instruction and waited. He stared at her. She didn’tknow how he was able to make her feel so aroused with just one look.
With his gaze onher, he leaned forward and licked across her clit. Hecircled the bud, sucking it into his mouth and flicking his tongue back andforth.
She cried out ashe continued to tease her. His teeth created just the right amount of pain andhe soothed it with his tongue. Over and over, he worked her flesh, building upher orgasm, driving her hotter, harder. She whimpered his name, feeling on thebrink, so consumed and flushed.
When she came, shecouldn’t contain his name or her moans. He held her ass, pressing his faceagainst her heated flesh, and she cupped the back of his head, reveling in thesensations of the orgasm.
“Yes, yes, yes,”she said, screaming for more.
He kissed her clit and pulled away.
“You’re wrong.We’ve got longer than twenty-six days. You’re mine, Claire. No men, no women,just me. Don’t ever tell another man you’re single again. And another thing,stay away from Lucas.”
“You know him?”
“I do.”
“Oh.”
“There’s no ohabout it. He’s a dangerous person.”
“Like you?”
He stared at her.“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay away. I’m getting one of my mento drive you back to our apartment.”
“What aboutRhianna?”
“She’s being takencare of.”
Getting to herfeet, she saw Gabriel put her panties in his pocket. There was something oddlyerotic about him keeping her underwear.
“Why do we havemore than twenty-six days?” she asked.
He sat behind hisdesk. He looked every part the king he claimed himself to be. She had no doubtabout the power he wielded.
“I’m familiar withthe female anatomy, Claire. You’ll be having a menstrual cycle soon, and well,however long that lasts is the number of additionaldays you’ll be mine.”
This was one ofthose moments where she wished she hadn’t asked.
Chapter Six
Gabriel arrived atthe private location in the middle of nowhere. No houses, no cars, no street lamps. Just the glow of the car lights and the singlebike waiting for him.
As he climbed outof his car, the glare of the lights made it impossible for him to see the manwho currently leaned on the seat of his bike, smoking a cigarette.
“Good of you tocome, Gabriel.”
“What the fuck doyou want, Lucas?” He’d been given the note not long after he’d sent Claire hometo their apartment. He intended to join her but first, he needed to deal withthis business.
Lucas was the presidentof one of the deadliest MCs he’d ever known. So far, he hadn’t encroached onhis territory and even tonight, he’d been respectful by not wearing his leathercut or bringing any more men.
“Let’s say I wantto make a deal with you. I know you’ve got another offer elsewhere fortransporting drugs through your turf,” Lucas said.
“If you know somuch, then you’re aware I’ve declined any such access.” He avoided deals withMCs at all costs. They were way too volatile. They had their own set of rulesand changed them with the whims of the clubs and any new president who killedtheir way to the top. He wasn’t interested in dealing with that kind of shit. He avoided them like the fuckingplague.
Lucas’s presencein his club wasn’t a good thing.
“I want to knowthe route they wanted.”
“Not happening. Idon’t talk shop with the likes of you.”
Lucas smiled.“That woman tonight was a fine piece of ass.”
Gabriel tensed up.
“I know all aboutyou, Locke. You’ve got a sister who you guard, and a lot of different pies alllined up. Women are like ice cream, you have a taste and move on. You’ve neverbeen seen with the same woman twice and you certainly don’t stake a claim.”
“You need to leavemy city before you overstay your welcome.”
“In case youforgot, I didn’t ask for an invitation, and by your own rules, I’m not marked.”Lucas held his hands out and spun in a circle. “I don’t want to mess in your shit, and I’m quite happy to help you, Gabriel. Sooner orlater, you’re going to realize your power is only strong enough when you’ve gotmen to back it up. I want nothing from you but the route. If I saw the way youwere with that woman today, Claire, others are always watching. The problem withbeing a king is someone’s always waiting to watch you fall.” Lucas got back onhis bike.
The warning wasclear. He was being watched but also, there was a brewing war between two MCs,and Lucas had been the first one to make his move.
Climbing back intohis car, he gave his man the order to take him back to his apartment whereClaire would be waiting.
He wasn’t sure ifhe wanted to give the details of the route to Lucas. He didn’t like being givenultimatums. This city belonged to him, and he had no interest in coming betweentwo MCs. However, if one was on the left and the other was on the right, he wasin the middle just waiting to become the war ground.
The apartment wasquiet when he entered. He and Claire had yet to use this place at all. So far, he’dtaken her at the private club, in his office, or in his other apartment wherehis sister lived. Their arrangement was still a secret from his sister and heintended to keep it that way.
Removing his shoesand jacket, he glanced into the living room and found Claire curled up on thesofa. She wore one of the negligees he’d purchased for her. The bedroom had awardrobe where he’d organized clothes in her size.
He stepped intothe room and moved toward the coffee table. An old mug sat there with what lookedlike some remnants of hot chocolate. Reaching out, he stroked the curls back fromher face. She let out a whimper but didn’t pull away.
She was beautiful.
Tonight, seeingher on the security monitor after his men alerted him to her entering the nightclub,he’d been pissed. The sweet smile she never showedhim, on display for a stranger. Lucas of all people. He’d felt thisoverwhelming, possessive need to keep her, to mark her.
No woman had evergotten under his skin like this and he didn’t
