Fuck that. There’s nothing to stop me from claiming her.
I mean, I still have a little problem, but I really hope that we can work through it.
Krista takes me to her room at the club. She has a room beside her father since he raised her himself and never wanted her far from him.
If I ever get my dick to fucking work, I’ll have to take her somewhere else. There’s no way that I’m going to want her dad in the next room. With the things I plan on doing to her when I’m ready and able, she’s not going to want anyone to be near.
She seems shy at first, but I pull her into my arms and breathe in the scent of her.
“There is no reason to be nervous, baby. We are just going go sleep,” I say into her ear.
I feel her nod her head.
“I still can’t believe you are here,” she says with a blush.
“When you left, I felt like I couldn’t fucking breathe. The light was fucking gone. I know that sounds corny but fuck it. It’s about time that I tell you how I really feel. After we lost Stacey and I saw my fucking broken brother, I knew that I couldn’t be without you anymore. Then Torch came to me and told me to man the fuck up because life is fucking short. I knew that it was true, and the thought of never seeing you again made me fucking ache,” I tell her and pull back so that I can look her in the eyes so that she knows how serious I am.
I see tears well in her eyes.
“You came after me when I thought that you wouldn’t. I thought that maybe I was just imagining your attraction to me. When I saw you standing at my clubhouse and in front of my club, everything just felt so right. I sure hope that you are ready for the clingy woman that I am going to be. You’re stuck with me, Pyro,” she tells me with determination in her eyes.
“Ain’t nowhere I’d rather be, baby,” I tell her and pull her in for a kiss.
Her lips are soft, and the way she melts into the kiss with a soft gasp has me wanting to devour her right now.
I put my hand in her hair and kiss her deeper.
The way her tongue tangles with mine is better than I could fucking imagine.
I reluctantly pull away.
“Fuck,” I say in a low, husky voice.
The small whimper she gives let’s me know that she didn’t want to stop either.
“Let’s get to bed, baby. I want to hold you,” I say, my voice low and husky.
She nods her head.
I go over to my bag and pull out a shirt for her to wear. I want to see her wearing my clothes. When she takes it with a shy smile and heads into the bathroom joined to her room, I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face.
My breath catches when she comes back into the room. Fuck, she looks good in my shirt.
I give her a wink and head into the bathroom to brush my teeth.
I strip down to my boxers and leave the bathroom. I place my cut on her dresser and climb into bed.
I love that she doesn’t hesitate to put her head on my chest and arm around my waist.
This feeling; it’s right. It’s something that I didn’t know I was searching for.
Until her.
Krista
I wake up from the best sleep that I can ever remember having.
I’m still holding Pyro. I look at his face and he looks peaceful.
I’d like to lay in bed and stare at him for hours, but my full bladder and growling stomach make it impossible to do that.
I get out of bed slowly so that I don’t wake him. I know that I hate being woken up and I’m not sure if he is the same way. Either way, I don’t want to risk it
I finish up in the bathroom and pull on a bra and pants before heading out into the kitchen.
I know better than to go into there braless. When I walk in, I’m not surprised to see Veronica and Nora working on breakfast. They are a couple Old Ladies that are more like mothers to me than anything else.
Rexy, a club brother, is sipping on coffee staring out the window. He’s always up early and a pretty quiet guy, so I know not to bother him. He always seems to be thinking about something but has never opened up about it.
I grab a coffee and sit down. I’ll help the Old Ladies after I have some much-needed caffeine.
No one talks, but it’s not an uncomfortable silence.
Bullet walks into the room and the tension immediately gets high. I think that everyone was already aware of my feelings for him before I left, and how he didn’t make it known that he felt the same way. I mean, I can’t be sure that he didn’t make it known to others and was warned away, but he definitely didn’t make it known to me.
“Krista,” he says in his deep voice. My name sounds like a growl coming from his lips.
I can’t help the shiver that comes over me. I curse myself for having that reaction to him when I have Pyro in my bed. I shouldn’t be having a reaction to another man like that. I have a man now.
“Bullet," I say, my voice stronger than I feel. He’s still as sexy as I remember. He’s got blonde hair that’s cut short on the sides and longer on the top. He spends a lot
