Page 29 of Shielding Lexi (Temptation)

“What you want to?” she asks, narrowing her eyes softly.

I tip her chin up and brush her lips softly with mine. She doesn’t stop me, so I do it again, but this time I linger, desperate to taste her. Lexi threads her hands in my hair and kisses me back. Her mouth parts and she flicks her tongue along my lower lip, teasing me, and I do the same to her. A jolt of electricity runs through me. I want her. I want her so bad. Reaper asked Hawk and I not to fuck her, and though I regret it now, I agreed. Too late for me, but I can make her feel good. It’s not against the rules.

I kneel on the ground at her feet and run my hands along her naked thighs, warming her up and getting her used to my touch. Her breath speeds up and she gasps, but her eyes lock onto mine, until I dip my head and kiss a trail along each inner thigh. She’s only dressed in the t-shirt we gave her to sleep in when she landed on the island. As I part her thighs wider, she leans back and the hem of the shirt rides up to reveal her black bikini bottoms.

“What are you doing?”

“Shh, stress relief.”

She giggles as I nip and bite her softly until I’m close enough to nuzzle her through the fabric of her swimsuit. She’s flooded. I can scent her, and I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on. I don’t want any barrier between us and help lift her up off the cushions just enough so I can slide her bikini bottoms off her and toss them aside for later. If she were mine, I’d have her walk around the house naked permanently.

She’s bare and sopping wet. When I run my tongue along her seam, she pants. Her panting breaths become pleasurable moans when I circle and flick her swollen bud with my tongue. She’s so damn hot and so damn close to coming I want to stop and prolong her pleasure. But I also want her to feel so good, I won’t do anything to stop her pleasure washing over her. She loves what I’m doing to her, so I grip her thighs and push her legs wider apart. She grinds against my tongue, chasing her pleasure, and I’m so turned on, I think I’m gonna blow without even touching myself. Fuck, she tastes incredible. I could eat her all day, every day of my life, and never get enough.

She threads her fingers through my hair, pulling me towards her and bucks her hips, moaning my name until I feel a change in tone. Her thighs shake, then she stiffens and cries out, “Oh god, oh my god, oh Kane, fuck, fuck.” I work her hard until she crests and pushes my face off her, like she’s had enough.

“Oh my god that was incredible, Kane. You make me feel amazing.” I draw her thighs together and rest my head in her lap while she recovers. Then she tilts my head up and her eyes are hooded with lust. “Did you and Hawk talk to Reaper? About…”

I shake my head. “Not yet. With everything going on already, I can’t imagine how he’ll react.”

She looks down before catching my gaze again. “We should take our time anyway. Maybe if he sees us all together for a while, the idea will be easier to swallow.”

I kiss the back of her hand softly and hold her against my chest unsure of what, if anything, would ever change Reaper’s mind about Lexi. I’ve known the man for as long as I can remember, and I’ve always put him first, but now… I’m not sure life could ever be the same without Lexi by my side.

14

Reaper

Ipull up to an old, gray bar on the outskirts of town. It doesn’t look like much from the outside. In fact, it looks like a shabby piece of shit with chipped paint and bent palms that are in dire need of a trim. But inside, the place is laid out like the Taj Mahal. Natural wood counters, a full bar, clean white walls with framed photos of members and their bikes. In the back, there’s a garage that’s stocked with every tool imaginable.

“You’re on time. That’s new for you,” Dean says turning the corner from the garage with a white oil-stained grease rag in his hand. He’s been the Prez of our chapter here in Miami for nearly fifteen years, and his body is starting to show the wear. He’s tall and gray. A thin guy, but solid and strong. I’ve never asked his age, but I guess he’s in his sixties by the wrinkles settling by the corner of his eyes. Then again, that could be the stress of the MC getting to him.

“Well, this seems like as good a reason as any to finally follow a rule,” I say, tapping my fingers against the bar counter.

He laughs, and steps behind the bar, pouring us both a shot of Blackstrap rum. “So what do you think of this girl?”

It’s a loaded question. One that I’m not sure I’ll ever have a great answer to.

“I don’t know what to think. She was with him, but she also seems harmless, like she’s been fucked over too.”

“So we protect her then?” he asks, swinging back the dark molasses before pouring another glass.

I follow suit, then slide my glass toward him for another shot. “Why would you want to? Protect her, I mean. It sounds like a liability for the Guardians. I don’t mind taking the job on myself. She washed up on our island.”

He laughs. “You’re going to take responsibility for all the Daggers on your own? Just like you did Brick, right?”

The wordrighton that sentence makes my jaw clench and my face tighten.

“Well, you should’ve stayed quiet and let me handle it. That would’ve been much smarter than going off on your own. Maybe if you’d have listened, Brick would be long gone by now, instead of having some personal vendetta with you. I mean, you did sling his name all over the internet.”

I bite my tongue and pull Julie’s pin from my pocket, stroking my hand over the seeds of the flower under the table. I need to calm the fuck down. Dean does a lot for us, and I’m not looking to have some big fucking pissing contest right now. But the only thing I regret about how I handled Brick, is not killing him right away. I did enough of that when I was deployed and I really hoped to stop when I got back.

“You’re right,” I say, feeling a lump start to build in my throat. “What do you suggest we do?”

He stares back at me. “You’re not just a member here, Reaper. You’re my friend. Hell, you might be the closest thing I have to family here in Miami. And I mean this in the best way, but you have to get your shit together or these guys are going to wipe you out. Brick has people all over the city. They’re branch is three times the size of us. If they want to take us down, they will.”

“Which is why I should handle this myself,” I growl. “We’ll get her out of town and—”

“You’re not handling it on your own, Reaper.” He takes another shot of rum, caps the top, then slides the bottle back up onto the shelf behind him next to the others. “Not unless you have a death wish for both you and the girl.”

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