Empty Secrets (Back Down Devil MC #5.5)(23)

“Fuck him,” Jett said. “He’s in our town. In our territory.”

“You don’t know how big the family is.”

“I don’t care, Lena. And what would running get you?”

“It would save you.”

Jett took a deep breath. “My father was on the inside. Connected. He killed my mother. Because that’s how it all went. And I was supposed to go along that path but I didn’t. I fought away from that path for my entire life. I know what it feels like, Lena. I know. I’m not going to let you run out there and get killed.”

“Miller wants me dead too,” Lena said. “Rightfully so. If he orders you… or he just wants to…”

“I’ll take care of Miller,” Jett said. He then sat on the bed. “You just have to tell the f*cking truth. I know you’re afraid. I know you’re worried about the truth. You’ve lived in lies your entire life, right?”

Lena nodded. Her eyes quickly filled with tears. “Everything is a lie.”

“But you’re not,” Jett said. “Your beauty. Your eyes. Your body. None of that is a lie, Lena. I’ll protect you. I’ll help you. I’ll take on Victor. I’ll take on anyone.”

“For me?”

Jett made fists and looked at them. “For everything. I’m not going to let that shit come into this town. We don’t back down from a fight. We keep going, and going, and going. It’s how we survive. And we’ll survive this.” Jett looked at Lena again. “And you’ll survive it too. But that doesn’t mean there won’t be danger. Lots of f*cking danger. It’s kind of our thing around here.”

“Yeah,” Lena said. “I know danger. I’ve seen Victor hurt people. Kill people. I’ve seen what his guys do to people.”

Jett reached and touched Lena’s soft cheek. “Whatever you’ve seen, beautiful, is nothing compared to what we can, and will, do. Angelo is a piece of shit to us, but he’s in Frelen and he deserves our protection. We’re going to need you to make all this happen. So I’m going to offer something really stupid…”

Jett couldn’t believe what was coming from his damn mouth. Maybe it was years of staring into the empty eyes of a lot of women. Maybe it was that forced attempt at something when he looked into Ada’s eyes. But the second Lena opened her eyes, he knew whatever he thought he had with Ada was a complete joke and lie. She f*cked him for protection, and he f*cked her because it felt good. That was it. The sting of loss caused by her murder was that Jett didn’t have her to f*ck anymore.

Now he had Lena.

And now it had a different feeling to it.

“Something I’m going to regret for different reasons,” Jett added.

“What?”

“Leave. Right now. I’ll toss you on the back of my ride and take you to a bus stop. Grab a ticket east or north and just go. Be gone from all this shit.”

“What will happen to you? They’ll blame you.”

“Fuck that,” Jett said. “I can make something up.”

“You’d do that… for me?”

Jett cupped Lena’s cheek and nodded. “I can’t explain it, Lena. But I’d do that for you. Because I know you’re not meant for lying and this messy life. If someone could have given me an out…”

“I don’t want that,” Lena said. “I don’t want an out. An out means… it’s all there still. I want it gone. I want to feel free. I want… you to be there with me.”

Jett gritted his teeth. Fuck, he’d been hoping for that kind of answer from beautiful Lena. But it came with some serious implications. Of caring. Of constant protection. Of maybe even falling for this woman.

But Jett didn’t fight it.

“Fair enough,” he said.

And with that, he pulled Lena in and kissed her. Her lips tasted f*cking good. Really f*cking good. Jett kept kissing her, his hand inching more and more toward the back of her neck. He wasn’t going to let her go now. Or longer. Whatever the hell that meant.

Lena clawed at the scruff on his face and then made a line right to his chest. For a second, Jett thought she was going to push him away. That would have been the right thing to do. Jett should have pushed her away. There was nothing good coming from this… but it just felt right.

Jett put his hand to Lena’s belly and cupped her breast over her shirt. She then finally pulled back, breaking the kiss. But that was to unbutton her jeans. She reached down and lifted her hips, starting to wiggle from them.

That’s when Jett moved from the bed. He stood, knowing damn well he was standing on a very fine line. Lena was slightly on her left side as she fought to kick her jeans off. Jett lost control to his most feral needs and slapped a hand to her bare ass. The smack sound made him harder. It also made Lena cry out. He then flipped her over to her belly and gripped her tight at her hips, his fingers digging and playing with her hip bone.

Fuck, that was such a turn on…

He pulled her ass high in the air and looked at her. That sweet slit, already dampened, those folds ready to be f*cked. Lena had her jeans barely down past her knees, but that was all Jett needed right now. He hurried and unzipped his jeans and grabbed for his cock. He pulled himself free and pressed himself right to Lena’s *. It took no more than two more seconds for him to get fully hard. And then he thrust at her, entering her burning core. His hands grabbed at her ass, pulling as he f*cked at her, breaking her back open again.