Chapter Four

Shadow

I have felt extreme desperation twice in my life.

The first time this happened was six years ago, right before I joined the Steel Order MC. Everyone in the club has a history, but not a single one has a history darker than mine. Born into a Russian crime family, I was destined to spend the rest of my life fighting and living by rules I didn’t believe in.

I was a puppet. All of us were. Puppets to people who were hungry for blood, power, and control, but I wanted none of that. I wanted out, but the only way to truly leave the Bratva is in a body bag. The older I grew, the more desperate I became to escape the life I’d been born into. So desperate, in fact, that I faked my own death before disappearing to Austin.

Before joining the Steel Order MC, I questioned the wisdom of leaving one life of crime for another, but here, brotherhood is not formed through blood but mutual love and respect. I forged a new life with these people, and I thought I would never feel that desperate for something ever again.

Until Lisa showed up and undid everything.

I want her as much as I wanted my freedom back then, in a way that will make me do anything. I’ve never wanted any other woman the way I want this fiery little blue-eyed angel. She’s perfect, from head to toe, but I am not just attracted to her form. I like everything about this girl. The way she talks and pouts her lips when she’s trying to glare at me. That fact that she thinks she can intimidate me.

Lisa softens bits of me I always thought would stay hardened.

She undoes me.

And I want her.

Not just for today, like I’ve promised her. I want to watch those wide, innocent blue eyes glare at me and my smart mouth before softening at my touch. My stubborn little gift.

“Take it off.”

My lips twitch at her bossy tone, but with my cock throbbing hard behind my fly, I give in. I grab my t-shirt and whip it off my shoulders before tossing it away. I watch as her eyes light up, and my muscles move when she runs her fingers curiously over them. I hiss when she scratches a nail over my nipple, and judging from the way she blinks at me in surprise, I can only assume it was done unintentionally. While she might be mouthy and stubborn, there’s an innocence about her that she can’t hide.

“Alright, I’m done playing, little girl,” I say roughly, grabbing the back of her thighs and lifting her into my arms. My mouth is down on hers before she can react to the move, and there is no preparing me for her sweet mouth. I groan into the kiss when her lips meet mine, awkwardly at first, which speaks volumes about her inexperience, and fuck if that thought does not have my cock jumping in my jeans.

Her kisses grow bolder by the second, her mouth parting for my tongue, and soon, she’s whining and writhing against me as our tongues lock in feral need. I carry her to my bed and kiss her sweet mouth, all the while fondling her ass.

Fuck, I need to be inside of her with a desperation so strong, it makes it hard for me to think of anything but this gorgeous girl. She is perfect, and she is mine.

Mine!

I don’t care that I only just met her today. I’ve met tons of women before, but none have made my heartbeat faster the way she does. Not a single one of them has left me reeling with need.

“Want you naked right fucking now.” I growl roughly against her lips before dropping her on the edge of the bed.

“Yes,” she moans, her eyes wide and glassy with excitement as she backs onto the bed, and I watch with hunger as she pulls down the straps of her top and bares her perfect tits to me, pink nipples pebbled and begging for my mouth. I’m about to shoot in my pants like a boy who’s only just learned what his dick is for.

Fuck!

I follow her onto the bed and settle a knee between her parted thighs, my cock straining painfully with the need to tear off the rest of our clothes and rut her like a wild beast, but I hold back.

“You have no fucking idea the things I want to do to you, little girl,” I growl, trailing a hand up her stomach before cupping her globe and pinching the pebbled nipple between my fingers. She whimpers and pushes into my palm, the sound is so damn erotic, it has my cock leaking. “You have no fucking clue how many ways I’m imagining taking your tight little pussy.” Her lips part on a gasp when I unzip her skirt and pull the thing down her thighs where she kicks it away. My eyes stay on hers as I grab her panties and yank them down her legs, leaving her completely naked.

Her cheeks flare when our eyes lock with each other in a moment so intimate that this time, it’s my heart that aches.

“I . . . I want you too, Shadow.”

Fuck!

“Then I better not keep you waiting, Pink,” I say, straightening up to unzip my jeans. Her eyes are on my body as I shrug down my jeans along with my boxer briefs to reveal my erection. Her eyes widen, and for the first time since I brought her into the clubhouse, I read the nerves in her expression. “Nervous?”

Her eyes shoot to mine, and I bite back a laugh when stubbornness takes the place of her nerves as she shakes her head. “I . . . I’m not nervous. Why would I be nervous? I have seen t-that before. I have seen it many times. A l-lot of times actually.”

“Is that so?” I tease, climbing back onto the bed and pushing her legs apart before pressing my hard cock against her inner thigh and rolling my hips. A rough groan slips out at the sensation of my cock rubbing over her soft skin. She whimpers when I drag my mouth up her throat, drawing my tongue up the column of her neck before raking my teeth over the shell of her ear. “Now tell me, my pretty little liar, how many cocks have you seen? Better yet, how many have you had inside you?”

“T-tons,” she lies, shivering against me when I bite her earlobe. I would be jealous and raging with the need to erase another man’s touch off her if I didn’t know she was lying. She’s not a good liar either. Even so, every part of me wants to thrust my cock into her sweet little hole and pump my seed inside her, but stubborn as she is, the last thing I am going to do is hurt this girl.

I drop my hand between us and trace my middle finger over her pussy, my breathing growing short when I find her wet with arousal. I rub the digit through her folds to part them, and her lips part in a gasp when I graze her sensitive clit. “Fuck, you’re so wet baby,” I breathe into her neck. “My cock is aching to be inside of your tight little cunt, Pink, pump so hard into you until I’m flooding you with my seed.” I gather her dampness and guide it to her tight hole, groaning roughly when her sex locks tightly around the tip of my finger. That alone is enough to send me over the edge, but I fight to grasp onto my control before I lose it completely.

“Shadow . . .”

“Relax for me, Pink,” I grit through clenched teeth. “I’ll take care of you, I promise.”

I nuzzle her neck, brushing my lips softly under her ear, and I feel her relax against me, allowing me to push my middle finger into her up to my knuckle. I trail my lips down to her tits, taking a pebbled nipple between them and sucking gently, causing her to arch off the bed. I slide my index finger along with the first, stretching her as I drag my tongue over her tits before sucking an aching bud between my lips again. Her sex grows wetter, and it’s not until my balls threaten to burst that I pull my fingers from her before grabbing my cock to guide it to her pussy.

She grabs my arms and blinks up at me as I guide my cock to her damp sex, rubbing a path between her folds to gather her arousal before pressing it to her tight entrance. I push back the need to impale her with my cock, choosing instead to take a slow and torturous route, sliding my shaft into her and fighting not to come on the spot.

“Oh!” she whimpers when I finally manage to get the head inside. “Too big.”

“Bigger than the last guy?” I tease, and she glares at me, but it's halfhearted at best. Even so, she relaxes beneath me, and I push another inch into her. Her nails dig into my skin, so I lean down and take her lips with mine in a hungry kiss until she starts writhing against me, her sex growing slicker with arousal. She makes little noises at the back of her throat, fueling my need for her.

“Ready,” she whimpers against my lips, trailing her nails up and down my shoulder. “More, please.”

Fuck!

I grab her leg and prop it on my hip before rocking forward, tearing past the thin layer of her innocence with a rough growl. She cries out, digging her nails into my shoulders, but the sting barely registers as I fight not to come into her tight cunt. I clench my teeth and push back to look at her.

“Hey, Pink, are you okay?”

“Yes!” she cries, clawing at my arm. “I . . . So big.”

Her lips part with a whimper when I rock my hips gently into her, my eyes locked on hers for any sign of pain. She’s so tight and wet, it’s a fucking test of my fraying control. “Tell me if it hurts—”

“It doesn’t.”

“Lisa!”

“Fine, it hurts a little, but . . .” Her eyes glaze over when I start stroking my cock faster into her wetness. “Feels good too.”

“I’ll do better than good.” I lock my lips with hers, sliding them hungrily over her mouth as I drive my cock into her pulsing sex. My balls grow heavy with the need to spill my seed into her, but I hold back, rocking faster and harder into her until I feel myself teeter too close to the edge, and I have to slow down before I fall. I adjust our position, so the base of my cock is rubbing against her clit when I rock into her and watch with hunger as her lips part on a loud moan.

“Oh! Oh God!”

I drop my lips to the slope of her neck and kiss her sensitive skin. “Feel good?”

She nods frantically, her breathing growing ragged as I thrust my cock into her in slow, measured moves before picking up pace. I watch hungrily as her flushed tits bounce with every move, and her moans grow desperate with every slap of my hips against hers.

“Shadow . . . Oh God,” she sobs as I pound furiously into her sex, sending the headboard rocking against the wall.

I hiss when she drops a hand to my chest, her nail grazing my nipple and nearly making me spill on the spot, but she doesn’t even seem to realize what she’s doing. Her head is thrown back, and I can tell she’s close. Her knees start shaking, and her pussy pulses needily against my cock as I drive it into her, faster and harder until she slaps my chest, her mouth opening in a silent scream even as her sex cinches tightly around me. I dig my fingers into her thighs and pound ruthlessly into her, working her through her orgasm until I am coming too. My muscles and balls strain hard before releasing, and I spill my seed into her womb.

“Perfect, baby,” I grind out, still working my shaft in and out of her pulsing sex and burying the endless stream of white deep into her sweet cunt. She shudders hard against me when my thrusts begin to slow down. I brush my lips over the corner of her mouth before trailing them down her neck with whispered praise at just how perfect she is. Her breathing is labored, and when I push back to look at her, I catch a smile on her flushed face.

“Hey, Pink, are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she nods before letting out a yawn. “You wore me out. None of my other lovers managed to do that.”

“I bet.” I chuckle, brushing my lips over hers before slipping out of bed. “I’ll get you something to clean up.” I walk to the bathroom and wipe up, then grab a wet towel before walking back to bed to find Lisa’s eyes shut and her breathing slow and even. “Lisa?”

“Hmm?” she hums without opening her eyes.

“I’m going to clean you up, okay?” She doesn’t respond or react when I run the wet towel between her thighs, the evidence of her lost virginity tugging at something possessive in me.

Mine.

This girl is mine now. I just have to convince her.

I walk back to the bathroom to dispose of the towel before returning to tuck in my clearly tired girl. I pull the duvet over her shoulders before leaning down to peck her lips. A smile flutters across them before it drops. “So good. Want to do it again,” she whispers sleepily before burrowing deeper into the covers.

I stare with humor at the girl who, in the shortest amount of time, has managed to worm her way into my heart and life. For her, I will go back to the depths of hell if that is what it takes to keep her close.