Page 22 of Ice

ICE

My phone rang as Marnie and I walked out of the salon after her shift. While she locked up, I glanced at the screen and saw that it was my prez calling, so I answered immediately.

“Fox,” I greeted. “I’m with Marnie.” I let him know in case he was calling about club business and I needed to get my angel in the car before we talked.

“Something’s come up. We think it involves Franks.”

Hearing that name, my grip on my cell tightened as I ground my teeth together. “Tell me.”

“Better if you come here so we can show you and talk. It involves Marnie, but it's up to you whether she knows or not.”

I wasn’t gonna drag her into this unless I had to. “Gonna take her home before I meet you. Send a prospect out to watch the house, would you?”

“Done.” He hung up, and I dropped my phone back into the inner pocket of my cut and threaded my fingers through Marnie’s before leading her over to my SUV.

When I’d met my angel, I hadn’t needed any transportation other than my hog. But now, I not only had Marnie to think about, but we’d soon be toting around our little ones if I had my way. So a few days after we met, I had one of the safest SUVs on the market delivered to the compound. It had taken a little time to get it because I’d ordered one that was bullet proof and had other security measures to keep my family from harm.

“Fox needs to meet with me,” I explained once we were both in our seats and buckled in.

“I gathered that. Is it club business?”

I wanted to lie and say that it was so she wouldn’t ask any more questions. As if my angel wasn’t perfect enough, she’d come to me after hanging with the old ladies one day and told me they’d given her a rundown of life with an MC man. She’d said she was fine with not knowing club business as long as I was honest with her about everything else.

So I was gonna keep my word. I mulled over my answer as I started the car, then said, “Probably not, but I can’t be sure that it won’t go in that direction. You’ll just have to trust me to tell you if you need to be involved, okay?”

“I do trust you,” she affirmed.

Warmth spread through me at her declaration, and I took her hand, lacing my fingers through hers and resting them on my thigh.

I expected her to go on, but she was quiet for so long that I glanced at her, worried she was upset and trying to hide it. But she watched me with a thoughtful expression, her brow lowered and her teeth nibbling on her lower lip. I forced my attention back to the road, so I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to speak.

Finally, she murmured, “Just promise me that you won’t let your overprotective streak drive a wedge between us. You can tell me anything. It won’t scare me away. I’m stronger than I look.”

I brought our joined hands up to my mouth and brushed a kiss over the back of hers. “I promise.”

We’d reached our house, so I waited until I pulled into our driveway and parked before saying anything else. I unbuckled both of us, then grabbed her waist and hauled her into my lap so she straddled me.

I tunneled my fingers into her thick, silky hair and held her head steady so she was forced to look straight into my eyes. “If I didn’t think you could handle being my woman, I would have walked away from you the day we met. No matter how much I wanted you in my bed. But I knew, angel. Knew you were perfect for me. Strong enough, and stubborn enough, to deal with the bad shit along with the good.” I grinned and winked at her. “Knew that underneath all your sweetness was a wild streak that would make you a firecracker in bed.”

Marnie’s cheeks turned pink, and I laughed before planting a kiss on her soft, supple lips. “Somehow, you manage to be cute and sexy as hell at the same time. Don’t know how you do it, but it’s a lethal combination. Makes me want to cuddle you and fuck you hard and fast all at once.”

The blush staining her skin deepened, but fire sparked in her green depths, and she moved restlessly on top of me.

I groaned when her pussy rubbed my swollen cock. “Need to get you in the house before I take you right here.”

Marnie’s voice was breathless when she quipped, “You say that as though it’s a bad thing.”

Shaking my head, I picked her up and gently set her back in her seat. “First, if anyone saw you while I was fucking you, I’d end up in jail for murder. Second, I don’t have time.” I grabbed her chin and smirked when our eyes met. “But the minute I get home, you’ll be screaming in ecstasy until you pass out.”

“I guess you’d better hurry then, shouldn’t you?” she sassed before opening her door and stepping down onto the runners I'd put on so my tiny angel wouldn’t get hurt jumping down from the car.

Her hips had an extra sway in them as she sashayed to the front door, and I growled in frustration. And pain, since I was hard as fuck and the zipper in my leather pants scraped my dick. I really needed to start wearing underwear before I ended up with permanent marks from the metal teeth on my cock. Just thinking about my angel had my dick ready to fuck.

When Marnie reached the front door, she unlocked it, then pivoted, making sure her curtain of hair swung around and landed on her tits. Then she twirled her fingers in the soft curls that I was so obsessed with and blinked up at me with false innocence. “Don’t be too long, or I just might have to start without you.”

Another growl rumbled in my chest as I leaned around her and twisted the knob, then used my hand on her stomach to push her inside.

Once the door was shut, I fisted my hands in her hair on both sides of her head and lowered my head until our faces were millimeters apart. “You’re dangerously close to earning a spanking, angel. That’s my pussy, and nobody but me touches it. Not even you.”

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