Page 36 of Savage Angels

“Family sticks together, no matter what,” Truth states, his voice rough with unshed tears.

“Damn right,” Dave agrees, his grip on Kat tightening for a moment before he lets go.

We stay like this for a few more minutes, lost in our shared relief and gratitude, until my cell phone buzzes in my pocket, breaking the spell. I glance at the screen, seeing an incoming call from Hilo Hellions.

With a sigh, I excuse myself from the embrace. “Club business, darlin’. I’ll be right back.”

Kat gives me a nod, her eyes still red-rimmed but filled with understanding. “Go ahead, Dane. We’ll be here when you’re done.”

I leave the room, swiping my thumb across the screen to accept the call. “Dane. What’s up?”

“Hey, man,” the other MC president greets me. “Just checking in to see if our tip panned out. Did you find your wife?”

“Sort of,” I reply, leaning against the wall. “Your info led us to a house, but nothing was there. Turns out the Obayashi Yakuza found her and took her in. She’s safe now.”

“Shit.” Concern is evident in his voice. “You know what they say about dealing with the Yakuza, right? They only ever care about themselves. Make sure you watch your back, brother.”

“Appreciate the heads-up,” I say, my jaw tightening at the reminder of the potential consequences for our club. “And thanks again for your help. We owe you one.”

“Anytime, Dane. Just be careful, yeah?”

“Will do.” I end the call and pocket my phone, taking a deep breath before returning to the room. The dangers that still lay ahead can wait for now. I just want to focus on the fact my family is whole again, and we are ready to face whatever comes our way—together.

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Hours later, the house has fallen quiet, as everyone is asleep or in their rooms. I find myself lying next to Kat in our bed, feeling her breathing steady against my chest. She is here and safe, and it’s all that matters.

“Hey.” I brush a strand of hair from her face. “You okay?”

“Better now.” Her eyes meet mine with a softness that makes me feel like I can breathe again.

“I’ll never let anything happen to you again.”

Our bodies seem to fit perfectly, two halves of a whole reunited. It feels like we are rediscovering each other, our fingers tracing familiar paths over skin and muscle, mapping out our love for one another.

“Touch me, Dane,” Kat whispers, her voice barely audible, but her desire is clear. Her hands reach up to cradle my face, pulling me closer as our lips meet in a tender, passionate kiss.

Slowly, I begin to explore her body, my fingertips trailing fire along her skin, eliciting shivers and sighs as I touch her. Every caress is an affirmation of our love, a testament to the bond between us that nothing and no one can break.

“God, Kat, I need you,” I admit, my voice thick with emotion as I position myself above her, ready to claim what is mine.

“Take me, Dane,” she whispers, wrapping her legs around my waist, urging me on.

The tip of my cock slides into her wet entrance, joining our bodies together in a slow, deliberate rhythm. This isn’t just sex but a healing, a redemption, and a promise of what we can face in this world together and come out united and stronger.

As our bodies move in sync, I whisper words of love and devotion in her ear, sealing each vow with a kiss. The world beyond our bedroom ceases to exist, leaving only us.

Kat closes her eyes, and I bend down, claiming her lips. “Give me your eyes, darlin’.”

Through hooded lashes, she smiles at me. “Make me come, Dane.”

I pull out of her and, in one fluid movement, flip Kat over. She knows what I want and goes up on all fours. My cock slides back into her as I wrap my arm around her tiny waist. Kat rocks back against me as my fingers apply pressure to her nub.

“Oh, yes,” Kat cries as a shudder runs through her. “Harder.”

“You need to help me.”

Her hand goes between her legs, and I straighten up, gripping her hips, digging my nails into her soft flesh as she works herself, and I pound into her.

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