Every inch of her body felt drawn to the pinnacle of pleasure but could not be thrown over the edge. Killer kept her balanced controlling everything he did, bringing her more and more pleasure.
“Scream for me, baby.”
He pulled out and slammed inside her, each thrust creating a mixture of pleasure and pain with the depths of his invasion. In no time at all she screamed her pleasure, whimpering at her need to orgasm.
“Come for me.” Leaving one of her hands free beside her head, he caressed her clit, bringing her to new heights of lust. The feel of his fingers caressing her nub while he f**ked her at the same time were entirely different and amazing.
There was no control, and within seconds he had her hurtling over the edge. She gripped his shoulder trying to hold onto him in order to ground her. Through her orgasm she felt him find his own release, grunting as it came.
Their cries mingled on the air, and she felt so connected to him for the first time in ages.
“I love you. I love you. I love you.” She needed him to know how much he meant to her. Every waking moment drew her closer to him.
“Baby, words are not enough anymore.” He kissed her lips, collapsing over her. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she held onto him. His weight hurt, but she wanted to keep him in her arms for as long as possible.
“No, I’ve got to get up. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s no pain at all,” she said.
Still, he withdrew, pulling out of her body and away from her arms. He reared back to glare down. His fingers slid across her pu**y, moving the fine hairs.
“What is it? What’s the matter?” she asked, going to her elbows to see what he was looking at.
“You’ve got a little bit of blood. I’m, erm, I’m going to grab a towel to clean it away.” He pulled away from the bed leaving her alone.
She was a virgin. There should be a small amount of blood. He returned carrying a damp cloth. The frown on his face unnerved her.
“Are you all right?” she asked, biting her lip.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
In a matter of minutes he’d withdrawn from her again. “Killer, look at me,” she said, trying to gain his attention.
The cool cloth was pressed between her thighs wiping away the blood.
“I never want to hurt you,” he said, through gritted teeth. Her heart went out to him.
Jerking out from under him, she went to her knees by his side. Cupping his cheek, she stared into his dark gaze. “Look at me,” she said.
He did as she asked, staring into her eyes.
“You didn’t hurt me.”
“You f**king fought me, Kels. Don’t try and lie to me.”
“I was a virgin, okay. It hurt for you to be inside me that first time. Every woman feels some kind of discomfort the very first time. I felt it a lot. Please, don’t make this about you. You weren’t a virgin, and you’re not a woman.” Kissing his lips, Kelsey realized she’d never been happier in her life. “Do you see how wonderful you’ve made this?”
“I like it rough, Kels.”
“So?”
“I like it rougher than we just had.”
She smiled. “This was my first time. I think I’ll be on the same wavelength as you in no time.” Kelsey knew, even though she was a little frightened, she’d do whatever it took to keep Killer in her life.
On the outside, he was a tough man, a criminal to most. She knew on the inside, he loved more greatly than any saint. His love for the club, his brothers, and her was absolute. Nothing could make him change.
She wouldn’t want to change him and looked forward to exploring a hell of a lot more with him.
****
“They’re looking for her, Sir,” Daniel said.
Michael glanced up from the paperwork for the business he really wanted. “What?” he asked, wishing he heard wrong.
“Your enemies know about your wife. They also know she was in the hospital near Fort Wills. They’re looking for her.”
Daniel was his most trusted friend and the head of his security.
Anger gripped him, and he lifted the coffee table throwing it away from him. “Fuck, after all this time, one f**king slip up and they’re onto her.”
“Got news through the grapevine, they’ve got a picture of her as well.”
His enemies were not his. They were another f**king inheritance he didn’t want from his father. If he could have given this piece of shit business of finding, kidnapping, and selling girls he’d have handed it over to them years ago. The problem he faced was that handing over such a business came at a price. The only way out of trafficking girls was to end up six feet in the ground. Michael liked his life and wasn’t prepared to die even when he hated elements of his life. Selling girls had never appealed to him.
Marrying Kelsey had been a mistake, but he had no choice to inherit his father’s wealth. It was only a few months after marrying her that he realized the true extent of his father’s evil. Michael would not have her death on his conscience like so many other girls. If Kelsey ended up dead it was only going to be a matter of time before he had with The Skulls after him. What the f**k was he supposed to do when faced with those kinds of odds?
“We need to find them before they do,” Michael said, pacing.
“This is out of your area, Sir. You’re going to have to trust The Skulls with this one. They already know where she is.”
He shook his head. “No, I can’t trust them.”
Daniel sighed. “I know it’s not what you wish to do, but you’re not in any position to keep yourself back. This is a matter of survival, hers as well as yours.”
Running fingers through his hair, Michael felt ready to explode with anger. He wasn’t in the mood for trusting people. Look at what happened from trusting his father. All the years he’d taken over their legitimate business for his father to retire early, and instead he’d got drawn into human trafficking, slave trading. The thought alone made him feel sick to his stomach. Then he found out two of the staff were purchased from his father and ordered to do as he wished. Michael set them free. He never took any unwilling woman, which was why he had left Kelsey alone.
“Get on to your sources. Killer would not have gone far. Find anything you can,” Michael said, trying to plan around the problems knocking at his door.
“Will do, sir. I want to warn you it’s only a matter of time before they find her.”
He refused to believe his enemies would get to her before he did. Shit, the only consolation to his guilt was knowing that Killer would do everything in his power to keep her safe.