Chapter 13

brOOKE

Ipull up to a warehouse with Chase about thirty minutes out of town. Something is bothering him, I can tell, because he's been quiet the whole drive here. Today feels different from last night; it's like reality has set in and our bubble is gone. I haven't minded not talking—to be honest, I have enough on my mind. Chase asking me to marry him, worrying about the guys, training with this Levi character, and I'm also stuck on who they are protecting and what they're doing. Asher never mentioned anyone else to me until this morning.

Quite frankly, I'm overwhelmed, but that pain and heartache I was feeling is fading. I hope you're okay with me back with Chase, I think to myself. Nate is never far from my mind. I'm always wondering what he would think if he could see that Chase is the other part of me. He makes me truly happy despite the death flying around us.

Would he still be mad?

Would he have forgiven me?

We start back at college in a couple of weeks, and all I keep thinking is how he won't be there playing at the games. I won't be cheering for him anymore. I'm not sure if I even want to go anymore.

"Brooke," a loud voice pulls me from my thoughts. I offer him a small smile.

"Sorry, I was just thinking."

"It's fine, but you need to be present. Levi won't go easy on you the second we step in there."

"I don't understand why I have to train in the first place. I thought I would have proved myself by now."

He sighs, pinching his nose. "Brooke, this isn't about proving yourself. This isn't about what you did before. We can't be worrying about you when it goes down. I can't be worried about you. One distraction and…" He sighs. "This is different than anything we've ever done. This isn't three against one or one against one. They outnumber us."

"So, ask the Twisted Brothers for their help. They look like they can take care of themselves."

"This isn't their fight, and you don't ask a favor from them unless you're prepared to pay the cost. Last night's favor was owed, and this one, him training you, is costing me enough as it is. You think you know what's going on. You think you know this world, but you don't. I've tried to keep you out of this, Brooke—I didn't want you here."

"Oh."

"I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry, Brooke. I want you with me—I want us, but the thought of putting you in danger terrifies me, and I'm not used to that feeling. You make me vulnerable, and I can't be that if I need to protect you."

I unclip my seatbelt, crawling over from the passenger seat and into his lap. I curl my fingers against his chest, pulling his shirt into them. "Stop, we protect each other from now, okay? It's okay to be scared, Chase. I'm scared every second of every day that what happened to Nate could happen to you. But I use that fear to fuel me, to make me strong for you and Asher and Jax and Nate and Harper—god, for all of you. Those men need to be stopped, and me and you, baby…well, we got this."

He smiles for the first time this morning. "When did you get so smart, Hellcat?"

I smile back, moving my hands around his neck. "I've always been smart; you've just been too busy staring at my body to notice." His hands slide around me, squeezing my ass as he pulls me into him so I'm now against his semi-hard cock. I whimper a little as he does this. I can't think straight when his hands are on me, already craving him again, despite us spending the entire night making love, fucking, just clawing at each other to help each other heal.

"Oh, so my brat doesn't want me checking her out anymore, is that it? Doesn't want me focusing on how I'm gonna make her feel so fucking good later." He pulls me into a kiss, where I feel everything stop. A deep, hungry, passionate kiss that breaks me apart and leaves me a mess. I capture his lip between my teeth, giggling as I pull back.

"Well, how about I come back to yours after and I show you exactly how happy that makes me."

He chuckles, pushing my hair from my face as he grips the back of my neck, pulling me back a little as he kisses my neck, sucking on the soft flesh as he marks it, "How about you show me right now, baby girl?"

He lifts me up slightly, pulling my leggings down with my thong as I realize he plans to fuck me right here in his car in the middle of the day. He settles me back down onto his knees before unzipping himself and then pulling me, lifting me back up and pressing his cock into my already-soaked pussy, thrusting up into me as he pulls me down. My back arches as I feel him claim me once again. That's what sex is like with Chase—it's like he's making you know that you belong to him. That you're his and no one else's.

His hands go back to my ass again, spanking me once before gripping my cheeks as I rock on him, rolling my hips as I begin to bounce on his cock. Not caring that anyone could see us because he's right. I am his, and he's mine.

"That's its baby, show me, show me how good you take me."

I moan in response, taking him over and over as I ride him in the parking lot. His hand slips under my sports bra and squeezes my breast as he hungrily devours me with his eyes.

"Fuck, you feel incredible, baby girl. I can feel you squeezing my cock. Keep going, baby."

His words always send me crazy, the way he encourages me, the way he praises me. I'll never stop craving his filth. He starts to thrust up into me, my hands gripping his shoulders as he suddenly pulls me close, wrapping his arms around me. I feel his warm breath in my ear as he says, "You are everything to me. I want you to feel that." He suddenly pounds up into my pussy, and I gasp before biting down on his shoulder to stop myself from screaming at the sudden onslaught of his dick fucking me into oblivion.

"You're not coming, Brooke. Don't you dare get messy. I'm going to fucking come in that filthy little pussy of yours. You're going to train with Levi with my cum leaking out of this pretty little cunt. I want you needy for me. I want you desperate,"

"No," I moan, desperately needing that release.

He yanks my hair back. "You're cute when you're bratty, saying no to me like you have a choice. I might punish you for that tonight, but right now…" He thrusts one final time, and I feel his cock throb as his sticky cum fills my pussy. "Good fucking girl," he groans. Kissing my neck sweetly, he releases his tight grip on me and lets me go.

I pout at him, needing my own release. He chuckles, his thumb pulling my pouting lip down. "You are so damn beautiful, Brooke, but when you pout at me like that, I want to ruin your makeup and have those pretty tears I saw last night." I squirm because, God, this man. He thrusts up again, making me whimper. "You need to come, baby girl?" I nod. "Feeling frustrated?" He's toying with me, and I nod again. "Good, use that in training,"

Without another word, he pulls me off quickly, pulls my clothes up, and zips himself back up. "You fucker!" He chuckles, opening the car door as he lets me out. My legs shake, and he laughs again as he gets out with me, grabbing me to hold me steady.

"Hmmm maybe that wasn't a good idea to have you barely be able to stand before training."

He grabs me, picks me up, and kisses me before walking me over to the hood of his car and placing me on it. "Take a minute, beautiful."

I laugh, slapping his torso. "I hate you."

"You keep telling me that," he says, unable to keep himself from laughing. Damn him, why does he have to look so cool and collected after fucking me like that, and I just look like a mess.

"Chase." I look up to see the Twisted Brothers walk over to us. They are gorgeous—I mean, they were hot last night, but something about watching them walk over to us all together is insane. Good thing I'm in love with the man beside me, or else I'd be in trouble. He smiles at me before turning to them. They shake hands, giving each other brotherly type hugs. I roll my eyes. Boys!

An arm reaches out to me to help me off the hood. Devin. Honey-gold eyes look at me, and even though last night I sensed danger from him, I know now I have nothing to fear from him. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to make him mad, but weirdly, I feel safe with him. His bulging muscles coming through his white shirt show me no one would want to mess with him.

"Brooke, I trust you remember the ass." He's toying with me as Zane smirks.

"Sorry gorgeous, I didn't realize you were taken, you weren't wearing that pretty little choker he brought for you." He pulls out the silver chain choker and slips it around my neck, clipping it together before tossing something to Chase. He catches it with one hand, slipping it into his pocket.

"What was that?" I ask.

"The key"

What the fuck? My fingers go to the back of it, fiddling with it trying to find the clasp but only feeling smooth metal.

"Easy, Hellcat. I'll unlock it when you're back with me."

I punch him in the shoulder. "Do not lose that." I'm not happy having to wear something like this. Yes, I belong to him, the same way he does to me, but that doesn't mean I'll wear a giant fucking sign telling everyone I'm someone else's property.

"Still an ass." I glower at Zane, and he laughs. This guy pisses me off. I can't help it. He's an arrogant son of a bitch.

Devin chuckles. "Well, it's a good thing you're with Levi today then, I can't have you attacking him every time he says or does something stupid."

"Well, that's every thirty seconds, so it could be fun," Levi says dryly.

I look over to the guy Harper was hanging off yesterday in an attempt to get over the guy who really has her heart. I take a second to really see him. He toys with his tongue piercing in between his teeth. His inky dark hair falls over his face, and his eyes are so dark they look like midnight. This guy is fucked. Everything about him screams run. Yet there's something in his eyes that I see that reminds me of Asher. I don't think he's everything he tries to be. There's pain there, and that's why he has this fuck with me and die vibe.

"Ready?" he says, looking at me and Chase grabs my hand in response. "C'mon."

I hear the car locking behind me as Chase presses the button on his keys before tucking them into his pocket. We walk over to the door, and Devin stops us. He presses a card to a keypad outside. "Look at the camera."

I do as he asks, and I hear it whir. He then enters something on the keypad. "Thumb on the black glass." I put my thumb up shakily, wondering what the fuck this place is. It looks like a shitty abandoned warehouse until you see this. He types something else in before turning to me. "You can get access to the warehouse whenever you want now. You only have Level 1, which means you can get in and use the main floor, watch the fights, and so on. I've also given you special access to Levi's rooms."

I scoff like I'm going into his bedroom or whatever demented sexual torture chambers he has inside.

"Don't look so disgusted. If you weren't with Chase, maybe I'd show you baby. I have a feeling you'd enjoy submitting to me." He smirks, and Chase pulls me against him.

"Levi, don't," Chase growls like he's staking his claim on me. Seriously, this bullshit has to stop. I rip my hand from Chase before looking at Levi.

"Next time you make an assumption that I'll fall at your feet every time you smile at me or next time you call me baby, I'm gonna rip that metal from your tongue and shove it so far up your ass you're gonna be choking on it till Christmas. Okay?"

"Damn," Zane laughs, "I like her." Chase laughs too, realizing that I can hold my own with these guys, and I watch him visibly settle, suddenly less worried about leaving me alone with them.

"Fine, fine." He holds up his hands before laughing.

"The only rooms of mine you have access to are the training rooms I'm going to show you today anyway. You'll also have access to the gun range, but not the guns without me being there, okay?"

"Why? Worried I'm going to shoot you when you're not looking?"

Devin seems amused by the whole thing. "Does she remind you of anyone?"

Zane laughs, "I was just thinking that."

He holds his card against the pad once more as his eyes are scanned, and the door opens.

He walks us in, and holy shit, this place is nothing like it looks like from the outside.