An Outlaw Monster (Back Down Devil MC #10)(59)

Maybe I loved her.

That thought jolted my eyes open.

Love her? Me… the monster… the enforcer… in love…

Before I could assess the thought again to make sure I hadn’t gotten hit too f*cking hard in the head, I felt something touch my back.

Two hands. Nails.

Tits.

My back tightened and I saw two feet appear next to mine. Small, cute feet, with hot pink toenails.

I swallowed hard and gritted my teeth.

Shit.

“It’s okay,” Dr. Ana whispered. “I’m here to take care of you and nobody else tonight…”

**

I saw her hand slide around to my stomach and inch down. I tore my hands away from the tiles and spun around. The water pounded against my back and splashed at Ana’s naked body. She was built to f*ck. That’s the only way to describe her. And she stood with a sense of confidence that she knew she was built to f*ck.

Her hands touched my chest and I grabbed her wrists. She stuck her chest out at me, starting to breathe a little heavy. Everything on her body was smooth and clean, like ripe fruit primed for picking. Yeah, my mouth was hungry, that was just instinctive nature kicking in.

“Trent,” she whispered. “I was paid a lot to make sure you were taken care of. Whatever they had arranged, they knew you would win. I’m ready and willing to do anything you want. There’s nothing you could say that would make me say no to you.

Ana pulled at her left hand and I let her go.

I felt my cock gently throbbing. My brain and heart were in a fearless battle, competing against lust and love.

Fucking love.

Ana put her middle finger to her bottom lip and pulled. She then drew a straight line down to her throat and to her tits. She had super small nipples, killer tight, and when she ran her finger over the left nipple, it tripled in size, pointing right at me. She then kept going down, her skin breaking out in goosebumps. The line traced down to between her legs. Her middle finger disappeared for a few seconds as she put her head back, groaning.

I took a small step toward Ana, knowing I was damn well within my right and need to have her. Fuck anything around me. If Harlee couldn’t stand the life, then she could get out. Being my old lady was about being mine. If I wanted my dick sucked, I’d get it sucked. If I found a piece of * that was ready for my dick, I’d f*ck it. That was how it was in the world I called home. We were out on a ride. I had just won a fight where some * tried to kill me. The rage, the anger, the reaper breathing on my back…

I put my hands at her waist and grabbed her. I shook her and she grabbed my wrists. Her left middle finger was slippery, fresh with her own wetness. Her tits jiggled so perfectly. My mouth was starving. I was like a man who had just survived the desert for a month with no food and water.

Ana touched my neck with her hands. Her tits pressed together. My cock started to fill up even more. Once I got hard, that was it. There was no letting go. No shut off switch. I wouldn’t stop until I was f*cking done and emptied out.

“Yes,” Ana whispered. “Trent. Anything, okay? Whatever you want.”

I felt the moment of hesitation. The second to make my final choice. Push her away or pull her close.

My hands opened and I let out a growl that echoed off the tiles.

“I’ll do everything myself,” she said. “You just stand right there.”

Her hands were back at my chest. As she slid them down, she also started to slide down. All I could think about then was her thin lips wrapping around my thick cock. She could take it all, I knew it. She had that look in her eyes that she wanted to surprise me with her abilities.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

I took a step back from her.

Goddammit. I was in love with Harlee.

It went deeper than the old lady bullshit. It was…

“Trent!” a voice boomed.

A second later Trev appeared in the doorway. He ran right at me, not even giving a shit that some woman was halfway down to her knees to suck me off.

“Prez,” I said.

“We have to go right now,” he ordered.

Then he turned and started to charge away.

“Prez!” I yelled.

“I said right now!” Trev screamed.

Then he looked back with a look in his eyes I’d never forget.

“What is it?” I asked.

I reached forward and pushed Ana away.

Sorry, darling, but you were already dead to me to begin with.

“Just get dressed and get ready to ride like hell,” Trev said.

“Tell me right now,” I said.

“Eden. Harlee.” He shook his head. He swallowed a big lump in his throat. “Someone attacked your apartment… set it on fire… I don’t know what to expect when we get there…”

**

The last place I wanted to go was a hospital. Hell, if I was at a hospital, it should have been for myself. But it wasn’t. I scaled the hallway, charging forward like a bull ready to attack. The lights above me were almost like strobe lights as I moved so fast. I called out Harlee’s name as I ran. Behind me, I heard Trev and the other guys only a couple steps behind.

Goddamn Trev… I couldn’t imagine what it must have felt like for him. Not only was his old lady in the hospital, but she was pregnant. Fuck whoever did this to Harlee and Eden. They were going to pay…