Page 28 of Devil's Savior

When my eyes go back to my woman, I study her for a moment. She’s starting to look a little tired. She’s only had three drinks tonight, two of which I had Adam make a about a third of the strength. She hasn’t been taking pain med stronger than over the counter shit for a while, but I still wasn’t going to risk her not being able to wrap her arms around me for the ride home.

Was it partially selfish because the feel of her lush body pressed up against me is one of the best feelings in the world? You bet your fucking ass.

“Time to call it a night.”

I don’t even look at either of my brothers as I start to stalk toward my woman. Her head snaps in my direction and her blue eyes roam over my body. When she licks her lips as she looks me over, my cock fucking begs to be buried inside of me, throbbing with every beat of my heart.

She’s not ready for all that.

But it doesn’t mean we can’t give our woman a little taste while satisfying a fraction of my own hunger for her.

I’m looming over her before I even know it, but there isn’t even a hint of fear in her eyes as she tilts her head back and looks up at me. No. No fear.

Hunger.

Need.

Desire.

Acceptance.

The last emotion I see swirling in her eyes has me rocking back on my heels before I crouch down before her, never wanting her to think that I rule her when it’s clear as day that she’s the master of everything I am.

“Come on, Firefly,” my voice is a deep rumble, “it’s time to go home.”

Sioux pouts but nods her head slowly. When I hold my hand out for her, the feel of her soft skin as she slides her hand into mine has my heart pounding in my chest.

Yeah, I’m going to need a taste of her tonight. Or else I don’t know if I’ll be able to survive another day.

CHAPTER 10

APOSTLE

With the way Wrenley and Sioux are hugging, it’s taking all my restraint to not pull my woman away from her best friend and get on the road. They’re wrapped around each other like they’ll never meet again. It’s sweet, but also frustrating because the need to have my woman wrapped around me is riding me hard.

I sigh and gently grip Sioux’s shoulder while pulling her back against my chest. I lean down and whisper against the shell of her ear, “You know that you’ll see each other again soon.” She shivers in my arms, and I can’t help but adding, just to see her reaction, “And you already talk to each other every night.”

Sioux swats at the arm I have wrapped around the top of her chest, but I barely feel it. “Talking on the phone is not the same as hanging out in person.”

I roll my eyes and huff, “I’ll make sure we come by the compound more often.”

Prodigal is one of the few brothers that has a house on DSMC land. It’s something I want to change, and fucking soon, but I didn’t want to have Saint’s Construction start on a house for me and my woman without her input. I’m not a fucking idiot.

As soon as my Firefly is officially claimed and my property cut is on her back, then we’ll sit down and decide on a house. I’ll feel much better about her safety with us living behind the gate of the club.

And with my promise for Sioux to visit Wrenley more, she’ll be safer within our gates then outside of them. I have top of the line security, I make sure of that shit, but that doesn’t mean it’s foolproof. Anything can happen and being within the club gates is the best place for my woman.

Especially with Hustle and his band of fools out there doing fuck knows what.

I won’t risk my woman.

Anger starts to course through me at the thought of her being met with the barrel of a gun again, but just as quickly as my anger starts to grow, it ebbs. I realize that Sioux is stroking my forearm and I press a kiss to the crown of her head.

The way she calms me, which no one else has ever been able to do before, is a blessing. Fuck, her entire existence is a blessing. I kiss her head again and tighten my grip on her. When she relaxes back against me, I feel the thrill of victory course through me.

“My Firefly is tried, it’s time to head home.” I eye Wrenley, aware of Cherise still standing in our little group, before I add, “You probably need some rest as well.”

Prodigal glares at me while Wrenley’s eyes flash toward her mother-in-law. When Cherise doesn’t react and the serene smile on her face doesn’t falter, the couple keeping secrets breathe a sigh of relief. They had better tell Cherise soon because she’s going to figure it out on her own, if she hasn’t already.

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