Page 19 of Marked By the Possessive Biker

I put my hands on my hips. “Why? I mean, you just had sex with me. You didn’t have to do that.”

He laughs and runs his hand through his beard. “You don’t think so? It’s funny, because I didn’t think there was any other way.”

I should just let it go, but that’s not who I am. “How so?”

“Because I want to be with you, but the only way I can let myself is if I know you have the club in your corner. If something happens to me, they’ll take care of you now.”

“What do you mean if something happens to you?”

He blows out a breath. “Princess, in my eyes, what we do is right, but it doesn’t make it safe.”

For probably the third time tonight, I wonder what I’ve gotten myself into. But thinking about Ben and how he makes me feel, I know this is right. My brother is not going to be happy. Hell, our worlds are so different I wonder how we’re going to fit in with each other, but I know we can make it work.

I put my hands at his waist. “You know, if you wanted to ask me to be your girlfriend, you could have just done that. You didn’t have to announce it in front of your whole club.”

He turns me around so my back is pressed against his truck, and he leans against me. His hard manhood presses into my belly, and he cages me in against his truck with his arms. “That’s the way it works; that’s how they know you’re one of us.”

I bring my arms up and loop my hands around his neck. With a smile on my face, I tilt my head to look up at him. “I dunno, it seems like a lot of work just for you to get laid.”

He growls and leans down until we're eye to eye. “You’re more than pussy to me, Lexi. I know this is moving fast for you, but you sealed your fate when you came into my shop asking for another man to put his mark on you.”

I pat my hand on his chest to try and soothe him. “Hey, I’m just joking.”

But he shakes his head. “Ask me how many ol’ ladies I’ve had.”

I physically react with a jerk. “Do I want to know the answer to that?”

He shakes his head. “You don’t get it, do you? One. That’s how many times I’ve went to my club and told the Pres that I had a woman I want to be my ol’ lady.” He points a finger to my chest, right over my heart. “One time, just you.”

The weight of it all settles over me, and it hits me then how much this really means. To me, I thought it was some kind of joke or something, but I’m quickly learning I was wrong. I snuggle against him. “So I feel like we should celebrate this or something, but I have class in the morning.”

“Stay the night with me. I’ll have you back in time.”

Damn, I want to. “But I have class at eight, and I’ll have to go to my dorm to get ready before then.”

He kisses me on my lips and quickly pulls back. “Okay, it’s settled.”

“Ben!” I say.

He opens the driver's side door. “Get in and scoot over.”

“You’re not going to want to get up that early.”

I slide into his truck, and he waits until I’m settled before he slides in next to me. “Princess, you’re about to find out exactly what I’ll do to have you in my bed with me.”

He starts the truck, pulls out, and then holds my hand the whole way back to his cabin. I have a hundred questions on how this is going to work, but right now, all I can think about is that I get to sleep in the same bed as Ben Dalton and the fact that I’m his ol’ lady.

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Lexi huffs next to me, and I smile into the darkness. “You okay?”

She huffs again. “Yeah.”

I turn to face her even though I don’t dare touch her. It’s killing me not to have her in my arms right now, but I don’t trust myself to just let her sleep. She has to be up early in the morning, and I’m not going to be the reason she gets behind on schoolwork or anything else.

I find her eyes in the darkness, and she’s staring back at me. “Talk to me, princess.”

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