Page 27 of Bloody Jack's Treat
I should have felt something more.Guilt, maybe.Regret.Instead, all I felt was a fierce satisfaction that I'd protected what was mine.When had I started thinking of the compound, of these dangerous men, as mine to protect?Probably the same time I decided I might want to be the president’s old lady for real.
I nuzzled Jack’s cheek with mine, relishing the weight of him pressing me into the mattress.His beard tickled my cheek in the most delicious way.
"Bloodthirsty?"I smiled at the description."Maybe I'm just a fast learner."
"The fastest," Jack agreed, his eyes crinkling at the corners."From barista to badass in record time."
I giggled, the sound bubbling up unexpectedly.After everything we'd been through, it felt strange to laugh, but also necessary to release some of the tension in a way that wasn't sex or violence.
"Is it over?"I asked, my fingers tracing the tattoos across his chest."With the Copperheads, I mean."
“As long as that Acid still runs that club it will never be over.I’d intended on killin’ him here, but he crawled away like the snake he is.”
“Will you go after him?”
“Not yet.There’s a delicate balance of power in the city.Men like Acid don’t appreciate not having a bigger piece of the pie and think they can take it by force.He’s going to pay for what he did.Not trying to steal the shipment we were taking possession of at the dock, but for attacking my home and coming after my woman.And you have no idea how much it pisses me the fuck off I can’t go after him now, but I will kill that mother fucker.”
"If someone had told me a month ago that I'd be lying in bed with a man called Bloody Jack, covered in bruises and remarkably okay with having killed someone, I'd have called them crazy."I sighed, stretching slightly, trying to tilt my hips enough for his dick to drop just that little bit and slide inside me.
Jack's laugh rumbled through him."Life's full of surprises."
“Having said that, you do what you have to do.This is your club and you know how to run it.I’m here if you want to talk about stuff, but all I need to know is that you’re going to be safe and that you’ll always come back to me.”
“I’ll never willingly be separated from you, Honey.That means I take whatever protection necessary to get home to you.I can’t do that, I don’t go.Simple as that.”
Slowly, deliberately, I rocked my hips against him, drawing a deep groan as he spoke.He braced his weight on one forearm by my head to pull my leg around his hip.
"Jack."I breathed his name like a prayer as he slipped inside me with a slow, deliberate movement that had us both gasping.
"Fuck, darlin'," he growled against my neck."You're killin' me."
I smiled, feeling bold and powerful in a way I never had before."You can take it."
His answering laugh was cut short as I shoved at his chest to make him roll to his back, his cock never slipping out of my pussy.Then I began to move, finding a rhythm that had him clenching his jaw.I braced my hands on his chest, careful of his wounds, and watched his face as pleasure overtook him.
"Look at you," he murmured, his voice full of wonder."Taking what you fuckin’ want."
"Taking what's mine," I corrected, surprising myself with my boldness.
His eyes flashed with heat."Yours," he agreed, the word a promise.
I increased my pace, chasing the building pleasure.Jack's hands guided my hips now, helping me find the perfect angle.When his thumb found my clit, I cried out, my back arching.
"That's it, baby," he encouraged, his voice strained with the effort of restraint."Show me what you need.Come on my cock.”
What I needed was him.The dangerous outlaw, the protective lover, the man who had claimed me and somehow, impossibly, made me want to claim him right back.
When release finally claimed me, it was with his name on my lips and his gaze locked on mine, connecting us in ways that went beyond the physical.He followed moments later, his powerful body tensing beneath me before he pulled me down against his chest, holding me close as we both fought to catch our breath.
"Mine," he murmured into my hair, echoing my earlier claim.“All fuckin’ mine.”
I smiled against his skin, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my cheek."Yours," I agreed, no longer afraid of what that meant.
I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew it was full daylight and, judging by the angle the sunlight coming through the window it had to be early afternoon.The normal noises inside the compound were nearly absent.I glanced up from where my head lay on Jack’s shoulder and straight up at Jack’s face.He gave me a tender smile before leaning in to kiss my lips tenderly.
“Hey, baby.”
“Hey.”I smiled up at him.My body was sore all over both from our lovemaking and the battle hours earlier.
