Page 24 of Battling Aries

Holding her now in my arms, I hate myself for not seeing the truth of it all. I make a promise to myself that I am gonna make it up to her. She wasn’t getting away from me again. We’d lost enough time as it is. No more time is getting wasted.

If I knew she could handle it, I wouldn’t have stopped at just kissing her earlier. My cock had been hard as nails, pounding against my zipper. I wanted to fuck her. The need is there, and Iwant nothing more than to sink inside her and stay there for the rest of eternity.

Sucks though, I had to go and be a good guy, stopping what we were doing from going further. If I hadn’t, I’d be inside her when I shouldn’t be. We’ve got things to talk about and it’s just not me who needs to hear it. Most of all Rory needs to realize I wasn’t letting her run from me.

Not again.

Never again.

Roger fucked up enough of her life, and I was going to get her life back on track for her the way it should’ve always been all this time.

The club was having a party tonight, and it was going to be the first time the club would be filled with other women that weren’t ol’ ladies. Some of the strippers and other women from the strip club were coming to have a good time. Viper was opening the club up to hang arounds for potential prospects. With Wrecker and Chrome about to get their patches, we need a couple potentials before they do so.

Both men deserve to become brothers. They’re both damn good men.

Plus, those who don’t have a woman locking them down should be able to have pussy ready and willing for them whenever they want it. It’s the way it’s always been in the club, and I’ve had my fair share of club pussy. With Rory, though, she’s the only one with a cunt that I intend to sink into.

The thought of even trying to get off with some other snatch doesn’t even appeal to me, as it would have a little over a week ago. Before I got my head out of my ass where she’s concerned. Now, that I have, the only legs I want to slip between are hers.

Just being between them, even clothed, felt damn good.

I push the thoughts away for the time being. I’ll get the chance to do what I want later. Right now, my focus needs to beon seeing to Rory and making sure her head is in a good place. Roger fucked everything up, and for that, I’ll make sure he gets what he’s got coming his way.

This past week, while getting things straight for the shipment, I talked through it all with Wolf and Kevlar. The three of us put together a plan for how to deal with the fucker. Fox stuck around for some of it, added his opinion where he wanted, and shared what he could about Roger and his businesses. It sucked Fox left, but he told me someone was watching out for Rory, and nothing was going to happen to her again.

I didn’t tell him I knew nothing else was gonna happen to her because I wasn’t going to let it. I was gonna be there for her.

“I’ve got your shirt soaked with tears.” Her sweet voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not.”

“Scamp, it’s fine. It’ll dry. Or I can change it if I want.”

I didn’t give a damn she soaked my shirt. It meant I was holding her while she let it all out.

Rory shifts in my arms and cocks her head back. “You can let me go now.”

“And if I don’t want to?” I wasn’t about to let her go. I was good just holding her to me.

“Aries,” she starts, but I dip forward and press my lips to hers, stopping her from protesting.

“Just let me hold you, Scamp.”

“Okay.”

The breathy way the one word passes her lips has me grinning.

I draw her back in my arms and rest the side of my face against the top of her head as she presses deeper into me. Her fingers clutch at my shirt like it’s her lifeline.

“We’re going to make it through all of this, baby. I promise you, we’re gonna get through it together.”

“You can’t promise something like that.”

“Yeah, I can.” I tighten my arms when she tries to pull away. “You aren’t getting away from me this time. I can guarantee you try and you’ll regret it. I won’t hurt you. You know me well enough to know I won’t hurt you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t teach you a lesson.”

“Let me guess, you’ll spank me.”

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