Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4)(35)

“Zander,” she moans as my cock stretches her.

“Yeah, Hellcat?” I ask, grabbing her hips and helping her to grind against me, once I sink all the way in.

“I was completely wrong. I’m overwhelmed by the size and girth of Junior.”

I grin. “Damn straight, now show him how sorry you are for underestimating his awesomeness.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

Then she picks up the speed of her ride and I can do nothing but lose myself a little more.

I’m in deep shit.





Chapter 15




Dani


I’m in the kitchen, having just fed Zander a late breakfast and by that I mean he had me on the kitchen table. When I hear the door close announcing Zander has finally taken off to the club. The man is insatiable and he makes me crave him so easily, I honestly don’t know what to think about it. He could become an addiction and sadly, I think I’m already way too attached. Before, all I could think about doing was leaving and going to Mexico—getting away from Michael, Dragon and his crew. Am I blinded because finally I know what it feels like to find pleasure in a man’s arms? Maybe, but I’m more scared it’s Zander himself. He’s fun to be around. One of my favorite things to do lately has been just cuddling on the sofa with him watching old movies. Zander watches old movies, and when I say old, I mean John Wayne westerns. Still, I like it and they are fast becoming my favorite too. I’ve also, not even had a drink, other than a beer every once in a while. I still take my meds, but really only at night to help knock me out. I’ve learned the hard way, dreams are something I do not want to have.

Maybe Nicole is right and I need to breathe. Really, Michael would never think of finding a shipping heiress in the backwoods of Kentucky surrounded by bikers. Maybe I can finally let my guard down a little. Zander wants me to go to the club though and I’m not ready for that. I know it upsets him. I hate that. I hate it. He called me his woman…that terrifies me, but thrills me too. If he knew my past I know that would change, but the fact that the thought even crosses his mind now…It makes me want to cave.

If I go to the club he’ll see how different I am from the others. He’ll recognize all the things Michael saw and then this…whatever it is, will be over. I need it, if only for a little while longer. It’s the closest I’ve ever been to happy. It also feels good to not take as much meds and shit. Maybe since I’m doing better with Zander around, it would be a good time to go back into that therapy group Nicole is always trying to drag me to. Zander makes me stronger, maybe I can get strong enough to stand on my own. I sigh and then jump up to sit on the counter. I grab my cell and call Nicole, maybe I can get her to go out with me. I could use a night with just the two of us. I miss her.

“Hey Dani,” she answers on the third ring.

“Hey yourself, you sound tired, are you overdoing it?” I ask her, worried. It seems so weird not having her around and close by.

“Nah, Dragon won’t allow it. If anything he’s driving me crazy. Damn man thinks I should do nothing but lay in bed all day.”

“Well Nic, I mean you did almost kick the bucket. It’s probably a good idea if you took it easy and just laid around,” I say feeling stupid. I mean she’d been home a week, but of course she should be recuperating. I shouldn’t have even thought to ask her. It’s a reflex with me, I know. For so long it’s just been the two of us, so it’s hard for my brain to adapt that we are growing…apart. The mere thought makes me begin to panic. God, I need to stop that. Normal people do not panic at the drop of a hat. They don’t hold onto their best friend afraid of losing them. I want to slap myself and scream and…shit.

“Don’t you start on me to! I’m not even doing that much. I’m organizing a party tonight for Freak and Nikki, he’s claiming her as his. The boys and Twinkies are the ones doing all the actual work, but you would think I was out there moving the damned tables! He’s driving me crazy, Dani.”

I smile, I can’t help it. “You love it.”

She gets quiet and then when she does answer, her voice is softer and happier.

“It is good. I’ve never had anyone worry about me…besides you I mean.”

Guilt hits me and I know me confronting her about Dragon is not what she meant, but it is there regardless.

“I really am sorry Nic, I was stupid. If I could go back…I would…you know?”

“I told you to let it go. We survived and I know you wouldn’t have me hurt in a million years. Just from now on, talk to me about this shit and let’s act together please, not fly off, jump first and question later?”

“Yeah, I f*cked up,” I say and the truth of that twists in my stomach—talk about understatement of the century.

“Yeah, you did,” she responds, though the tone of her voice is sweet and I know she’s not condemning me—even if I deserve it. “Dragon is good to me, Dani. He loves me and takes care of me. I wouldn’t want to live without him.”

I listen to her. I’m more than a little jealous. She sounds so happy and secure. What would that be like?

“So, I guess the next party at the club, claiming a woman will be yours and Dragon’s?”

“Oh girl, I think we’re way past that,” she laughs. “Dragon won’t let me out of the damn room unless I have the jacket on he had made for me. He wants the world to know I’m his.”