Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(62)

“He kissed me. And you were there?”

Miller nodded. “I saw it all. I was late. Because I had been kidnapped.”

“What?” Ella asked. She jumped up on the couch.

“There was a big fight going on. We had a crew pushing down from the north. They wanted to get through us to make some gun deals. They wanted to negotiate us running for them. I refused and talked the former President out of it. That’s why things got so bloody. It was a rough time. I didn’t want you involved or nervous. So I kept it all inside.”

“You pushed me away.”

“Not to mention I had Jerry in my ear. Telling how bad it was. Saying he was worried about you. He wanted to work with the MC. But nothing came free. He wanted a way in with you. I fought back and refused it. I had my own way of showing the world wrong. That night at the rock. I had something for you.”

“What?” Ella’s heart raced.

“Then I saw you two.”

“You never showed up,” Ella said. “I knew nothing. I was sitting there, Miller. Jerry showed up. He was trying to comfort me. I was worried about you. Scared for you. I put my head on his shoulder as a friend and then he started kissing me. Something happened, okay? I’m sorry. I kissed him back but then pulled away. He told me you were going to end up dead anyway.”

“Fucking prick.”

“Then you told me the same thing.”

Miller stood up. “I know. I had to get you to go with him. I thought he could give you more than I could. The shit I’ve had to do…” Miller looked at Ella. “I killed a man right before our date. Okay? And the night you showed up at the clubhouse? I had a knife to a man’s throat. I was going to cut his f*cking head off.”

“I know the life,” Ella whispered. “I never cared about that.”

“You say that…”

“Goddammit, Miller, I mean it. I… I love you…”

Miller stared at the fire. “Jerry told me there was a meeting. I wanted to show some big balls so I tried to break it up. Instead, I was ambushed. Shot in the shoulder. Stabbed three times. Tied to a chair and beat up. They wanted to hold me as leverage to get into Frelen. I refused to let anyone from the MC negotiate my release. The entire time I could only think about you, Ella. I had to escape to get to you.” Miller shoved a hand into his pocket. “So I stuck it out. I got a hand free and clawed at one of them. Ripped at the f*cker’s eyes. He spun and knocked me back. That gave me enough to free my other hand. And then I fought. I beat them within an inch of death.” Miller faced Ella. “And I came to get you. The second I saw you and him together, it started to make sense. The life you’d have with him. Or with me. I bled everywhere, watching you. But I bled most of all from my heart.”

“Jesus,” Ella said as she stood up. “You did that…”

“I was bringing you this,” Miller said.

He brought his hand out of his pocket and opened it. Right there in the center of his palm was a diamond ring.

“What?” Ella asked.

“I was going to ask you to marry me,” Miller said. “I wanted you all to myself for the rest of my life.”

Ella put her hand over Miller’s palm. With her other hand, she touched his face. “You still can. I’m right here. Right where I belong, Miller. And I know what has to happen. I know it’s going to be hard. Crazy. A f*cking mess. But I don’t care if the world is on fire. If I’m with you, it’s worth everything.”

Miller moved at Ella, kissing her. He set her body on fire hotter than any fire in a fireplace could possibly do. She curled her fingers at his hand and forced Miller to drop the diamond ring. She then took his hand and put it to her breast.

“Take me,” she whispered with her mouth touching Miller’s. “Just f*cking take me.”

Now. And forever.





twenty-three.



Miller lost his damn mind when Ella whispered into his mouth.

He had her half naked, his hands moving faster than they ever had before to get a woman naked. As his fingers opened her bra, he brought them around and touched her beautiful chest. He held her breasts in his hands, his thumbs flicking across her nipples, making her jump and groan.

“Panties off,” he growled at her.

Ella slipped her hands to her hips and slid her panties down.

Now she was fully naked before him. Just the way he wanted her. His hands moved down her warm, smooth body. Trailing along her skin, memorizing everything he possibly could about her. His left hand slipped around to her ass, his right hand going down and cutting between her legs. He curled two fingers and felt Ella’s soft, hot *. She was wet and ready for him already. As he sank two fingers into her, she moved to her toes and leaned forward, kissing his neck.

Her teeth grazed his neck. “Fuck, Miller.”

“That’s right,” Miller said. “Fuck me.”

Her hands then touched his jeans. She tore them open and pulled at them, wanting his cock. He loved that goddamn feeling. The way she dropped his jeans enough just to get to his dick. Her small hand trying to hold tight around his thick shaft.

Miller kicked off his boots and felt his jeans fall the rest of the way down his body. Ella’s hand stroked him fully hard, squeezing tight at the tip of his dick. She turned her hand and stroked him back down to the root of his cock. Then her hand let him go and went up his shirt.