Page 21 of Blood & Loyalties
“Shit.” The car was stopped, which meant we were home. My home.
I lifted my leg up and pulled Jag from my body. Surprisingly, the man was hard again, but he didn’t say anything when I removed my heat. I felt him trickling down my leg, the stickiness clinging to my thighs. Double shit, no condom.
I fixed my dress as he buttoned his pants, and then I hastily exited the car.
“I can have Scraper take you home,” I said while getting out, trying to avoid him getting out of the car.
There were a few things in my life that I hadn’t done. One was having a random guy inside my home; hence, the car sex. It wasn’t the first time. I didn’t have guys in the house, ever. I had always been very careful. Even with Antonio, we met at his house. Inviting him was a total lapse in judgment. Shit.
“Abso-fucking-lutely not. I’m not done with you.” He exited the car, coming so close to me his breath tickled my neck as he murmured into my ear while I stood in shock. “That was a taste, and I want the full meal,” he growled, and my pussy was brought to full attention, wanting more of him, as well.
Inside me, a war raged. Should I? Shouldn’t I? He was obviously safe enough, or my family would have never allowed me to leave with him. They might not have stood in my way, but if he was any kind of a threat to me, they would have taken him out. I had no qualms about that. Besides, I really wanted him inside me again. Even if he left tomorrow, it would be worth it. This was so out of the norm for me a part of me was nervous as shit…but the sex washot.
“Come on,” Jag said as Scraper led us to the front door.
My head whipped around when a black car pulled up to the gates.
“Who the hell is that?” Scraper pulled out his gun and aimed it at the car, ready to fire.
“It’s my guards. They’ll stay parked out here tonight.” He nodded in their direction and then turned back to the door.
Scraper lowered his gun and shook his head, saying nothing.
“Is Kiera here?” I asked Scraper.
“Dune texted about an hour ago, saying she’s asleep. He’s over in his house.” Scraper unlocked the door and ushered us in before leaving us alone.
“Where is he going?” Jag asked.
“He has a house off of this one, but he knows what’s going on inside at all times.” I laughed at Jag’s sour expression, no doubt thinking about all the things that could go on behind closed doors.
Jag picked me up, and my legs instinctively wrapped around his strong body, all doubt leaving me. “Where’s the bathroom?” he asked, and I quirked my eye in question. “You have my come dripping out of your body; I need to clean you up.”
My eyes grew wide as panic crept in, and the fear I thought wouldn’t come until morning hit full force.
“Shit. Have you been tested?” I blurted.
“Absolutely, and I always glove up.”
I laughed. “Yeah, right.” There was nothing worse than a man telling you that shit to make you feel special.
His strong hand gripped my neck, and my eyes fell to his. They were fierce. His eyes were not lying. I could feel it in my bones.
“I’ve fucked a lot of women, but I only fucked one woman in my life bare, and that was in the past. I get tested just to make sure. I’m clean.”
“Then why didn’t you glove up with me?” I challenged.
He smiled devilishly. “Because I wanted to mark that sweet, little cunt of yours, and by the time I’m done with you tonight, you’ll be so fucking sore you’ll remember me for days.”
My body flooded with wetness. I always loved dirty talk from men, but no man I had been with had said words to that degree. No man had made me ache from words alone. Not until Jag.
“I’m on the pill,” I choked out.
Chapter Five
BEINGBALLS DEEP in Catarina was the tightest, warmest spot I had ever been in. I’d heard about her sporadically over the years yet never thought much about it. Why would I? She wasn’t in the business, and there was no reason to ever ask about her, but then her eyes had met mine that first time and damn. Just…damn. Swirling deep inside me was a longing that caught me off guard, making me need to investigate.
I couldn’t kid myself and say I was a great guy. I was ruthless, demanding, and would kill at the drop of a hat to protect what was mine.
