Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(45)

“That’s your juice, beautiful,” Gaige said. “So f*cking wet.”

“I want to taste,” Emily cried out.

Gaige smiled. He cupped Emily’s breast and pushed. Emily cried out and looked down.

“Do it,” Gaige ordered. “Right now.”

He watched Emily bend her neck. Her mouth was already open from breathing heavily. She flicked her tongue against her own nipple, tasting the hard nub and the sweetness of her own body.

Gaige was ready to explode. And there was no stopping it.

Emily even went as far as to nibble on her nipple. For a split second, Gaige felt jealous. Those were his breasts and nipples to enjoy. He gently pushed Emily away from her own breast and then took control. His mouth was big and eager. Engulfing Emily’s breast, Gaige sucked until she grabbed his hair and twisted.

“That’s f*cking right,” Gaige said as he lifted his head. “Those are my tits.”

Gaige ran his fingers down Emily’s body. He found a grip at her hips, holding her tight, pulling her body as he thrust. Emily’s body tightened as she started to come, throbbing and squeezing around Gaige.

“Fuck, beautiful,” Gaige growled. “I can’t hold back.”

Gaige spilled inside the condom with Emily’s deep body still clenching at him, pulling all the release from his body.

Emily made Gaige feel thing he never had. He fell to the bed and began to kiss Emily. His tongue couldn’t taste enough of Emily. When she put her hands into his hair, his cock throbbed some more, threatening to harden again.

When Gaige ended the kiss he ran his thumb along Emily’s bottom lip. He loved the way her lips looked after they kissed.

“How could you be so f*cking perfect?” he whispered.

“How could you be so dangerous and addicting?” Emily asked.

“I have something to show you…”

Gaige stood from the bed. He admired Emily’s naked body at the glistening between her legs.

“What?” Emily asked.

Gaige offered his hand to Emily. “You need to trust me. And you can’t get f*cking scared.”





twenty-three.



You need to trust me. And you can’t get f*cking scared.

They sounded like the kind of words that a smart woman would run from. But Emily’s heart had ruined any idea of acting smart. She looked at Gaige’s strong hand but her gaze quickly went back to Gaige’s body. Sweat shined on his muscles and his cock looked amazing. She wanted to peel the condom from him and bring him back into her mouth until he was hard again.

Emily took Gaige’s hand and he pulled her to her feet.

“Are we doing this naked?” Emily asked, smiling.

“I f*cking wish,” Gaige said. “I wish I could show the world what you look like. But then I’d probably have to kill them. I don’t share. I don’t even want anyone f*cking looking at you when you’re dressed.”

Emily exhaled and kissed Gaige’s chest.

“And f*ck… when you were licking your nipple… I wanted to kill someone.”

Emily’s face flushed as she looked at Gaige. He was being serious.

“Now f*cking get dressed,” Gaige said. “I don’t have time to kill.”

There was that word again - kill. Emily didn’t like that word to begin with, but something told her it was going to be part of her life now. There was nothing she could do about it because she needed to be protected by Back Down Devil. And she was in love with Gaige.

How was she going to tell Gaige that? She wasn’t sure what his reaction would be. Would he laugh? Would he be angry? Would he care? Would he return the love?

“Come on,” Gaige barked. “Hurry up.”

Gaige had his boxers and jeans back on. Emily rushed to dress herself and went to the bathroom to fix her hair the best she could. She saw Gaige in the reflection, standing in the doorway, much like the first night they were together.

“That won’t matter, beautiful,” Gaige said with a sly smile.

“What won’t?”

“Covering it all up… your screams probably echoed throughout the clubhouse.”

Emily’s mouth opened and her cheeks burned.

Gaige wrapped his arms around her stomach. He kissed her cheek. “We have to get moving. I’m f*cking serious.”

“Okay,” Emily said.

They exited the room and clubhouse.

Gaige had Emily’s hand tight as they walked through the parking lot. It seemed very busy to Emily. Motorcycles were coming and going. Guys who worked the salvage business were working. She wondered if those guys knew the real purpose of the compound.

When Gaige nodded to a deep ramp, Emily froze.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Underground garage. Good for business.”

Gaige walked and took Emily with him. She trusted Gaige but still wondered how many people walked down this very ramp and never came back out alive.

Inside, Gaige slid a key into the locked door and turned. He looked at her like he wanted to say something, but instead he just opened the door.

Emily looked inside and saw a man sitting on his ass against a wall. His right leg, arm, shoulder, and face were all torn up. His clothing ripped, his skin bleeding.

“This is Vinny,” Gaige said. “He’s the one who killed Rachel.”