Page 70 of Bound by Wreckage
It’s a romantic gesture, one of keeping me close and showing me exactly what I mean to him. It’s deep and beautiful.
The orgasm comes in a low coil and springs to life, burning like wildfire hitting me from every angle.
“Give it to me, gorgeous.”
At his words, it explodes inside of me in a way that doesn’tstop and even when Nox stills inside of me, my orgasm continues to burn.
My breaths are hard to find and when my eyes open once again, his are on mine, intense, and that connection between us grows stronger, almost like live wires pulling us together.
It’s both beautiful and scary as hell.
Having something and losing it once was horrible. Doing that again, will destroy me.
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The drive back to Sumner is entirely too short. If I could’ve made time slow to a snail’s pace, I would’ve. Passing the city limits, my nerves begin causing a fit. After leaving here, I never thought I’d be coming back, yet here I am and going into another clubhouse.
I want to trust the Ravage MC the way Nox does, but it’s hard after the life I’ve led. I do trust him, though,so I need to tap down that fear. Grown women are not supposed to have this fear every time they turn around. That feeling is utterly exhausting, sucking every bit of life out of me. I’m tired of it.
We pull onto a street and a large gate begins to slide open displaying a vast open space. We ride inside and park off to the left where other bikes are and stop.
This place is so muchbigger than Buck’s. There’s a huge shop off to the right side, Banner Automotive, and a large grass area with a gigantic playground that any kid would fall in love with. Off to the side of that is a huge building that’s probably three times the size of Buck’s and made of cinderblocks.
Men and women are out mingling around, but their focus comes to us. It doesn’t seem like a party, at leastnot ones I’m used to. This one seems more like a gathering of some kind. Strange how I can tell the difference.
Lifting my leg, I hop off the ride, waiting for Nox and taking off my helmet. Jitters surround me shaking me. What if they don’t like me? What if they tell me to leave? Where am I going to go? What if they think Nox is too good for me and I’m ruining his life. I’m already tooclose to Buck as it is and if I have to disappear again, it’s like starting over from scratch.
Several women start running toward us, making my chest tight. It isn’t until each of them runs into the arms of the men around me that I realize these are their woman.
Instinctively, my eyes go to Ryker and suck in a deep breath. Austyn turned out more beautiful than she ever was in school.Her dark hair falls down in a silky stream, and the look of joy on her face at seeing her man lights her up.
Me… I look nothing like her. She’s well put together. Me, I’m a mess. My life is nothing like what she lived growing up with a family who loves her and protects her with everything in them.
The other women are just as beautiful and put together. They won’t like me, and I alreadyknow I’m not good enough for Nox.
Embarrassment washes over me and my feet falter, but Nox is there to catch me.
“Relax. Everyone here is good,” he whispers in my ear as I nod, still freaked out.
Austyn is the first to approach with a wide smile and eyes darting between me and her brother. “Hi. I’m Austyn. Not sure if you remember me, but I’m his”—she points to Nox—“youngerand nicer sister.”
“You’re only a minute and forty seconds younger,” Nox says on a smile.
“And that means I’m younger,” she says, her focus coming back to me.
“Hi, yes. I remember you.”
“Let me introduce you to everyone.”
Nox stays by my side as I’m introduced to Bristyl, Rylie, Leah, Rylynn and Emery. All very attractive women who seem nice enough and they don’tcrowd me, giving me space to breathe. Nox more than likely told them this, but that’s fine with me. It helps. A lot.
As we move closer to the grassy area, my feet stop moving when a very scary man stands with his arms crossed and this look on his face like he’ll smash me into the ground and no one will ever fine me. My heart picks up as his eyes narrow on me. He’s going to hurt me. He alreadycan’t stand the sight of me, and I just got here.
Shit.
I pull my hand out of Nox’s and take a step back. His head swings around to me. “What’s wrong?”
But I can’t talk, my words are lodged in my throat. Nox turns and follows my view, then he stands in front of me, blocking it.
