Chapter Eight

Priest

What has this girl done to me?

In a span of a few days, I've gone from taking on rival MCs like the Black Chains to now terrorizing baby-faced teens, who seem like they're one threat away from peeing their pants.

"That's all we took, sir," the taller of the two kids sniffs, tears streaming down his face as he points at the three bags lying on the floor. "Everything is in there. Please don't kill us!"

I shake my head at the scene playing out in front of me and turn to face Knight, who is responsible for bringing the kids here. The idea was to get Sky's stolen items back and let the petty thieves off with just a warning. They are harmless kids who get a thrill from stealing from tourists, and we're not in the business of dealing with petty thieves.

"Why did you bring them here?" I ask, exasperated by my best friend.

"Well, someone had to carry all the shit your girlfriend lost, and it wasn't going to be me."

"Your girlfriend!" one of the kids yells, his eyes widening with fear. "We're so sorry, sir. We had no idea she was your girlfriend."

I shake my head and rub two fingers on my temples with a tired sigh. It's only seven in the morning, and I'm already tired. With another sigh, I look around and spot two prospects at a distance, calling them over to give the kids a ride back to the city.

I wait until they're gone before turning to Knight. We've been friends long enough that I'm pretty much used to his antics, but he's my VP because he always gets the job done. Sometimes I think there is something wrong with him, and perhaps I should be more worried about that, but then again, he is custom-made for the job.

Who else would have caught a couple of petty thieves in a city of almost a million people?

"Thanks, man," I say when I know he's expecting me to point out that he brought strangers into our clubhouse. I can overlook that considering the fact that he did this as a favor to me. I could have easily asked a prospect to look into this for me, but I know it would have taken forever to get all of Sky's items back, if we ever managed it at all.

"Sky's family now," he says with a shrug before adding, "And now you owe me." He waves as he turns around to leave, and I have no doubt he will cash in on the favor at the most inconvenient time.

Knowing my best friend, he'll most definitely ask for something crazy.

With a shake of my head, I grab all of Sky's items and make the trip back to my house. After the cookout, it didn't feel right making Sky stay with me in my suite at the clubhouse, and I decided it was time to move back into the house I'd bought when my little sister came to live with me, the one I'd abandoned when she'd left for college. Sky and I moved in the next day.

The scent of coffee and bacon hits me when I walk through the door ten minutes later. I drop everything in the living room and follow the smell to the kitchen, where I find the girl that's wormed her way into my heart standing at the stove, dressed in yet another one of my shirts.

A strange possessive feeling takes over, and I am tempted to hide all her bags so she never wears any of her clothes ever again. Fuck, she looks so cozy in my clothes, her hair slightly tousled from sleep.

I could stand here all day and watch her, I realize.

Sky is a sight to behold. The morning sunlight streaming through the window casts a warm glow over her, and my heart catches in my throat as I watch her move gracefully around the kitchen. When she spots me, a radiant smile graces her lips, sucking all the air from my lungs.

"You're back," she says, the smile spreading across her face when I start for her. The air fills with the sound of her laughter when I wrap my arms around her from behind. All the blood rushing south when she wiggles her ass against my cock.

"What are you doing?" I rasp, rocking my hardening cock against her pert ass.

"I'm making us breakfast. Nana always said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach," she says, swatting my hand when it starts a slow descent from her stomach. "And no, there will be no playing around until after breakfast."

I spin her around so she's facing me. "You've already wormed your way into my heart, Sky. You don't need food to achieve that."

Her eyes flash with surprise, but I don't let her think too much of it as I lean down and take that perfect mouth with mine. Despite her earlier warning, she whimpers into the kiss, opening for me as I drag our tongues together in a move so erotic, it's darn near sinful.

Fuck, I will never get enough of these perfect lips. Five, ten, or even twenty years from today, I will still crave the feel of her soft lips against my firm ones. The little breathy noises she makes when I stroke our tongues together will always send my cock throbbing with need.

I cup her cheek as I deepen the kiss, savoring her taste and just how perfectly she responds to me.

"Priest . . . breakfast," she breathes between kisses, gasping when I grab her hips and lift her to the kitchen counter.

"Breakfast can wait," I growl, running my large, calloused hands up the soft skin of her thighs to her sex. Her thighs part for me, and she moans? against my lips when I rub my middle finger over her wetness. "Need to be inside of you. Right now."

"Ah!" she cries when I slip my finger into her tight sex, holding her still with my other hand.

It's like I can't get enough of this girl.

Before Sky, I was involved with other women, but it was all casual, and my hookups were few and far between. I never found myself craving the company of one woman, and we both knew what we were getting from each other was for the moment, but with Sky . . .

I can't help but think of the future.

Every time I kiss her, I crave more. Her pleasure is more important than mine. No, her pleasure is mine.

Watching her arch her back, her throat exposed and nipples pushing hard against my shirt as she rides my thick digit is the hottest thing I have ever seen. I could spend a lifetime—and I plan to—finding different ways to pleasure her body. To witness her big sky blue eyes roll back with desire . . . for me.

"Fuck me, Daddy, please," she sobs, her thighs trembling with the need to come. I withdraw my finger from her body, making quick work of my zipper, almost tearing off the darn thing as I tug it down.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, princess," I rasp heavily, guiding my thick length to her opening. I wrap an arm around her waist before driving my hips forward and impaling her with my fat cock. My eyes roll back from the tight heat surrounding my swollen shaft. Her pussy pulses needily around me, and the grip of her snug sex almost sends my heavy balls exploding.

She wraps her legs around my hips when I start to rock into her wetness, the sound of our love making both obscene and sinful, but it only fuels me.

"Faster, Daddy," she cries, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and leaning up to meet my thrusts. Her face is twisted in pleasure as I pinch her nipples through the shirt, tugging the tight bud between my knuckles and causing her to cry out in pleasure.

Our eyes lock as I drive into her, faster and harder, pushing us closer and closer to the edge until she's climaxing with a sob, her sex cinching hard around my throbbing cock. My gut twists in a pain-pleasure that burns through me as I come with a roar, spilling hot ropes of my seed into her womb. Our bodies ripple from the power of our orgasms, and I realize I never want to share this feeling with anyone but her.

My head drops to her shoulder as she drops her legs from my hips. "I love you, Sky," I breathe into her neck. "You"re everything to me."

A long beat of silence passes before she finally speaks. "Y-you love me?"

"I told you we became a family last night. Why is it so unbelievable that I would be in love with you?"

"No, it's just . . ." she sobs out a laugh that rocks her entire body. "I love you too, Priest."

"Good, because I have something to show you," I say, pushing back from the counter. I take her hand, and we walk to the bathroom to quickly clean up, and when we make our way back to the kitchen, she does not notice the large bags in the living room until I've pointed them out.

She stands still for a few seconds before turning to me, stunned. "H-how?"

"The kids said they didn't take anything, so check and let me know if anything is missing."

"How did you . . . I didn't . . . Oh my God!"

Her eyes fill up with tears as she turns to look at me, and all I can think is there is nothing I wouldn't do for her. There is so much love and adoration in her eyes that it floors me.

"Knight got hold of the kids and made them return your things."

She smiles tearfully at me before wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug. "I guess I can forgive him for all that teasing at the bonfire," she whispers, her lips brushing my neck. "Thank you."

"Of course."

She pushes back from me and walks to the bags, opening one after the other. "God, I can't believe you got everything back. I have a short window to register for classes, and they won't let me enroll after this week. I'll need to go to campus and sort out my dorm now that I have my ID back."

"I'll take you wherever it is you need to go, as long as we're on the same page that you won't be using that dorm. You live here now."

She flashes me a sweet smile before going back to checking the items in her bags. "Wow, they really didn't take anything," she muses, getting up. "I guess I can go to campus today and take care of everything."

"What will you be studying?" I ask conversationally as we walk back to the kitchen.

"Microbiology," she says excitedly. "I know it's nothing exciting, but blame it on my nana. She was a microbiologist before she moved to our little town to marry my grandfather. She had a library full of books and articles on medicine, agriculture, and environmental science. They were all I wanted to read after my parents' accident, no idea why I found them so comforting."

Her words bring me pause. "Accident?"

Sky sets to work warming up our breakfast. "The car accident that killed my parents when I was ten. Nana raised me until she died shortly after my eighteenth birthday."

"I'm sorry."

"I choose to remember the good times," she says with a soft smile. "I guess living with Nana influenced me a bit because now I want to become a microbiologist too."

I walk up to her and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her flush against me. "You're not allowed to smile at any college boys."

"Priest!" Sky laughs, taking my statement as a joke, but I'm being serious. I'm wildly possessive, more so when it comes to her.

"I'm serious, Sky. No one is allowed to touch what's mine."

"I doubt there is one college boy that could ever live up to the president of the Steel Order. All I have to do is tell them who my boyfriend is, and they'll crash into each other trying to get away from me," she says with another laugh before turning around to brush her lips against mine. "I'm yours and yours alone."

"Good."

"Now can we have breakfast so you can finally give me that ride to campus? Knight would never let me live it down if I went on my own and got lost in Austin again."