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“And so the streets taint another soul. Welcome to the club of killers, kid.”
“Hey ése, word of advice on Brujita there. Her bite is just as bad as her bark. Worse, actually. That’s a woman who doesn’t need a man to stand in front of her. She needs one who knows when to stand beside her, behind her, or kneel in front of her. ¿Entiendes? You do those things for her, and she’ll gift you her submission and loyalty. And that woman is loyal…to a fault.”
“Ryan, where the hell ya been, loca?” he asked.
Now it was my turn to laugh. “Dexy, did you just quote Twilight?”
The goof wiggled his eyebrows. “What? You think that because I’m in a biker gang, I’m uncultured? Of course I quoted that ...
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“Look at me, babe.” I demanded.
“You lied to me, Ryan,” I growled out. “You didn’t tell me you could fight.” I grabbed her chin and made sure she was paying attention to what I had to say. “All actions have consequences, babe.”
This woman was going to wreck me.
“Babe, I would have no problem giving you the best orgasm of your life, right here, right now.” His hand came up and threaded in my hair, pulling a small gasp from my lips. “I’ll make you come so hard you won’t have any doubts about my ability to get a woman off.” His green eyes were full of lust before turning cold.
“Which finger should I take first? Huh? Because I’ll cut them off and then shove them up your ass until you learn some respect.”
“Where on earth do you find giants like that?” Gunner asked incredulously.
“Watch your fucking tone.” Gunner shook his head in disgust. “You asked for the person in charge, and here she is, gracing you with her presence, and your fucking sorry soul is going to be disrespectful?” he asked incredulously.
¿Entendes?”
Entiendes
“If you’re wondering if I think there's something wrong with you, I don’t. Right and wrong are not as black and white as people want to pretend. The gray area is where people who do the most good for others live. We are willing to bear the burden so others can stay solely in the light.”
Seemed she liked me violent. Noted. Bring her the heads of men who offend her.
“When I’m around. No one will disrespect you,” I
“I’m all for us fucking, babe, but make sure that’s what you want. Because when I fuck you, I’m not planning on being gentle. I’m locking you away in a room all day and night until I have had my fill of this sweet pussy,”
“Stop staring at my dick, Ryan. Just ask for it if you want
Now, go get your cute ass in the shower.”
Never knew watching a cock harden was such a confidence booster.
“I want to fuck you, Ryan. To absolutely destroy you, put you back together, and do it all over again.”
“I want to own every part of you. But I want it all, Ryan. If you give yourself over to me, you will be mine.
My eyes flew open when he spat in my mouth before shoving his tongue inside.
He let out a dark laugh at my words while thrusting harder. “Babe, you were never going to be anyone else’s. The moment your mouth opened when I first saw you, I knew I was fucked. We are destined to burn in chaos together, so we might as well have great sex while doing it.”
“Ryan, if you don’t get your cute ass over here so I know where you’re at…” He took a brief moment to glance over at me. “Fuck. I’m pissed, proud, and turned on all at once, babe,” he growled.
“I swear to God, Dex. If you get a hard-on watching my girl work. I’ll shoot you in the spine too,” I whispered to my brother.
“Oh, I definitely want to be her. She’s so fucking cool,” Dex stated, his mouth opening up to ask a question.
“That’s fucking brilliant. It’s painful enough to hurt, but not so bad he’ll pass out. I’m going to have to pick her brain on interrogation methods,” Dex said while I shook my head. Of course my best friend and the woman of my dreams were psychos. In the best way.
“I’m not sure if you’ve ever looked into a mirror, Ryan. But you happen to be very. Fucking. Hot,” I breathed against her throat, running my tongue along her skin.
“I’m not walking away from her,”
“Would you like my cock, babe?” I asked before biting her ass cheek. “Because I’m going to fuck you and then watch as my cum drips down your body while your ass turns red from me smacking it.”
“What a good girl you are, already wet and ready for my cock.
“You’re mine, Ryan. You fucking hear me? Every goddamned thing about you calls to my soul, and I’m never letting you go,”
“What a good fucking girl you are, Brujita.”
the rest of her words were lost to her moaning into the sheets as I slapped her ass once more, coating my fingers and shoving them into her warm cunt, before dropping to my knees and lapping up our release.
“Say you’re mine, Ryan. Tell me that even when the world burns in chaos, you’ll trust me, baby.”
“Nothing I love more than fucking over rich men. I rob them blind in the middle of the night and then take their money when they hire me to keep their remaining shit safe.”
“I’m going to strip off every piece of clothing and worship you like the goddess you are.”
“I’m the witch of the dead, chica. And I’ll be back to reap your soul for El Diablo,”
“Fuck. I’m sorry I never told you I love you. But I guess, given the circumstances, it’s better this way. I hope you find someone who makes your soul sing the way you did for me.”
I bared my bloody teeth at Mario, wanting him to see the monster he provoked. “Te voy a matar Mario.”
“Babe, it wasn’t all a lie. The man who stood before you was me, raw and uncut. You unlocked my cage, Ryan.” Gunner’s voice cracked with emotion. “I was a chained man living for nothing, and you came and changed that. Your soul isn’t damaged, Ryan. You’re strong enough to face what others won’t, do things others aren’t willing to do to save the lost. I see your soul, Ryan. I love you, all of you. Every fucking part,” he yelled out.
“I told you, babe, remember? I told you that I was keeping you. When all the shit hit the fan, when you fought me and questioned everything, I would fight for you. Remember? I told you how you own every piece of me, Ryan…”
“Babe, if we’re doing some Cleopatra and Marc Antony shit, let me know, but you’re not going anywhere without me.” His voice grew louder—desperate. “I know you hear me, Ryan. I know you’re trying to pack yourself up and shove that beautiful soul away, but don’t shut me out, baby—”
Her finger hooked under my chin, bringing my eyes to hers. “He’s a man, Ryan. Of course, he’s going to fuck up. It’s in their DNA. But him not telling you the truth wasn’t entirely his call,” she stated.
“I tried so fucking hard to stay away from you, but you were made for me. The other half of my soul,” he whispered into my hair. “And I swear on my life, as soon as I knew that, I wanted to tell you, Ryan. I couldn’t figure out how without risking you.”
“Baby, you can stay here forever. I’m not going anywhere. You’re mine, you hear me? I told you that. Remember, I told you I was keeping you,” he whispered, his calloused hand smoothing my hair as I sobbed into his shirt.
“It was always real with you, Ryan. I promise I’m here. I promise I love you, and I’m staying with you forever,” he pleaded. “Will you let me stay, Ryan? Will you let me love you, Brujita?”
“If you read my record, you know what I do, Stewart. I break bitch-ass men like you in minutes.”
