Ruthless Hold (Back Down Devil MC #9)(71)

“Yeah, life is good,” Eden said. She touched Trev’s leg. “Life is very good.” She moved her hand between his legs and squeezed.

“Ah, f*ck,” Trev said. “Now that’s better than any medicine they can pump into my veins.”

“Oh yeah?” Eden asked.

She pulled at the hospital gown until she could reach under and touch Trev’s bare body with her bare hand. The second she touched his cock, her own body shivered with heat. He was half hard and one slow stroke brought him to a full stand.

Her hand eased up and down his shaft, loving his dick.

She leaned over Trev and stared into his eyes.

“I can’t wait until you can f*ck me,” she whispered.

“Oh, beautiful,” Trev said. He touched her face. “Soon. I promise.”

They kissed and Eden started to stroke harder and faster.

Her body ached with a feeling she never thought possible.

True love.

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thirty-one.



Trev thrust up, watching Eden’s beautiful tits hanging an inch from his face. He cupped her tits and f*cked even harder. Eden had her hands on the headboard, unable to grab at his shoulders just yet. She pumped her hips back and forth as hard as she could, grinding that tight body of hers against his.

“Trev,” Eden purred over and over. “Fuck, Trev…”

He released his grip on her breasts and grabbed for her ass. He loved the way she f*cked. Getting more comfortable with her body, not to mention the pregnancy sending her hormones into overdrive. She wanted it four times a day, minimum. And if Trev didn’t give it up when she asked, she’d just do it to herself. That was fun to watch once in a while.

When Trev started to come, he pulled Eden down on his body and felt himself releasing inside her. He grabbed for the back of her neck so he could kiss her. Their tongues collided with romantic fury as Trev’s cock throbbed inside her.

Eden gently bucked her hips, working with his body, over and over.

There was a knock at the door and Eden hurried to grab for the covers, pulling them up to cover themselves. She lowered her body down to his.

“Come in!” Trev yelled.

The door opened and Blaine stood there. “Damn. Look at you two go.”

“What do you want?”

“Meeting. Now.”

“Shit,” Trev said. “Okay.”

“Unless you want me to push it back,” Blaine said. “If you have room for one more in here…”

“Fuck off,” Eden called out and then giggled.

Blaine shut the door.

“Fuck,” Trev said. “I have to go to work, beautiful.”

“I know you do,” she said. She then kissed him. “But I’ll be waiting right here. Naked and wet.”

“Fucking hell. You’re out of control.”

“You make me out of control,” Eden said with a devilish grin.

Trev hated climbing out of the bed. He hated getting dressed. He hated leaving a beautiful woman like Eden left behind, while she was naked and ready to go again.

But duty called.

Leaving the room, Trev walked the hallway of the clubhouse and touched his shirt. He was still missing his leather cut. He f*cking hated that feeling too. He thought Miller would have given it back at the hospital. But he didn’t. Even when they got back from the hospital, Miller didn’t bring it up.

Somewhere inside Trev he wondered if they weren’t keeping the cut for good.

He walked into the conference room and was surprised to see not only the Frelen charter but also the Daurian charter.

Everyone was standing, looking at Trev.

“My guys sit,” Miller said. “Trev, you come here.”

Trev walked to the head of the table.

Miller put Trev’s leather cut on the table. “You’re looking for this, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” Trev said.

That’s when Trev noticed his leather cut was stripped cleaned.

Outlaw style.

All his Back Down Devil MC Frelen patches were gone. They were in a pile on the floor next to Miller.

“I cut them off myself,” Miller said.

“What the hell is going on?”

“You went after our President,” Jasper said. “You came up to the charter and tried to take control. You ran your mouth, you acted fast, and you were way out of line. Fuck, you shot me twice.”

“I saved your ass,” Trev said. “He wanted you dead. Is this for real?”

Everyone at the table nodded.

“We took a vote,” Gaige said.

“There’s not enough room down here,” Miller said. “We’ll refill Griffin’s seat with someone from the charter.”

“You f*cking guys voted me out?” Trev asked.

“No choice,” Shay said. “Look at all that happened.”

“The way you act,” Nate said.

“You don’t belong in a chair at a table,” Jasper said. “We all voted on it, Trev.”

“Why the f*ck would your charter vote on it?” Trev asked.

Miller put a hand to Trev’s back. “Because… you belong at the head of a table, Trev.”

“What?” Trev asked.