Ruthless Hold (Back Down Devil MC #9)(32)

“I’ll wash the blood off you, Trev. Whatever you did… it was for your club, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. This is what my job is, right? To take care of you… be your old lady?”

Trev grabbed Eden by the waist and turned her, pinning her against the cold tile of the shower. She yelled when the icy touch made her back tighten.

“Old lady? What are you doing… researching shit on your phone when I’m not looking?”

“No. I’m trying to understand it all. You kill people. But it makes sense.”

Eden looked down and saw the water washing the blood off Trev’s body. It ran along the tub to the drain, becoming a lighter red color, almost pink, as though it transformed from something scary to something beautiful.

The thoughts rushed through Eden’s mind and terrified her.

“Hey,” Trev said and he touched her face. He pressed his body against hers. “You don’t have to understand this. You don’t even have to accept this. You’re not going to be here forever.”

“What if I want to be?” Eden asked. “I came here for a reason. Well, a destination.”

She watched as Trev stared at her. His right hand slid between her legs and touched her. His roughness to her silkiness was beautifully polar opposite. His fingers the symbol of death and danger, her flower the symbol of innocence and love.

Trev curled his fingers and pressed himself into her body, sinking into her warmth.

Now nothing mattered but lust.

Trev kissed her lips and pulled away. “I’ll tell you everything.” He kissed her again. “But I’m going to f*cking torture you while I do it.”

His fingers plunged deeper into her body.

Eden moved to her toes and let out a whimper. She felt her hips shiver and rock left to right, feeling Trev’s thick fingers cutting her open even more.

She reached down and touched his steel ass, knowing she could never get to him… he was all muscle, everywhere. His cock was perfectly placed between their bodies. She felt him growing, thickening, the bottom of his shaft pressing to her stomach and climbing up.

“There were two prospects,” Trev whispered, his lips hovering near her neck. “They were sent to finish off something for the MC.”

“What?” Eden asked.

Trev curled his fingers and pulled them out of her. He quickly thrust them into her again and groaned. Eden jumped and whimpered.

“They were supposed to kill someone we kidnapped.”

Eden put her hands to Trev’s arms.

He kissed her neck and she put her head back. The deep breaths she took, the harder it was to breathe because of the steam.

“They freaked out and weren’t able to do it the right way,” Trev said. His tongue flickered against Eden’s neck and moved down. His fingers kept sliding in and out of her. “It turned into a f*cking murder scene that fell right back on the MC.”

Eden groaned. “Are… are you in… trouble?”

Trev kissed her chest and pulled away. “No, beautiful. We could ride that out. But one of them was talking to the PD. Trying to sell us out. That doesn’t happen in this MC. Ever.”

Eden lowered her head and saw Trev inch down even more. His fingers were making a circular motion against her *, rubbing up to her clit and right back down again. He started to add pressure and Eden felt herself unable to fight back the urge the thrust against his touch. Her back was against the tile and her hips were pressed forward, offering herself. When she thrust her hips, she felt Trev’s cock rubbing against her stomach. It was all adding up very quickly inside her.

“What did you… do… to them?” Eden managed to ask.

Trev looked up at her. “I f*cking killed them both.”

Eden gasped. Hearing the words made it all even more real.

Trev’s mouth then slipped over her left breast and he took her into his mouth. He was aggressive, sucking hard, his tongue darting left to right against her nipple. Each time he did it, a tingling pleasure sensation shot through Eden’s body, down between her legs, right where Trev was still touching her.

Her nails dug into his forearms but even those were made of muscle.

“Fuck,” she groaned.

Trev pulled his mouth away and looked at her. He moved his mouth to her other breast. His tongue gently flicked at her nipple.

“Want to know how?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“I used my knife. I cut them…” His tongue flicked her nipple. “Throat. Chest. Stomach.” Each time his tongue rubbing against her nipple.

Eden was one flick away from losing it.

Trev then stood up and took his hands from her body. He just stood there, fists at his sides, looking like an outlaw monster as he hovered over her.

Eden put her hands flat to the wall and stared at Trev in disbelief. Never in her life had she been so close to coming and just have it all stop so abruptly. Her hips were still gently rocking left to right, seeking Trev’s touch. Even though he took a step back, his dick was still touching her body, forced to bend up because its length.

“Does it bother you?” Trev asked.

“Fuck,” Eden purred. “No. Trev, no. Please…”

“Please what?”

“You stopped.”

“Scream it.” He put a hand to her waist and squeezed tight. “Scream what you want right now.”