Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(63)

Miller let Ella take his shirt and leather cut off his body.

Now they were both naked.

Miller pressed his thumb to Ella’s tender clit and she cried out.

“Good girl,” Miller whispered. “Come for me right now.”

Miller dug his fingers deeper into her body. He pressed harder with his thumb against her nub, not letting up on any of the pressure. Miller gripped her ass tighter and kept her close to his body, keeping his cock between his belly and hers.

“Oh, f*cking hell,” Ella groaned. “I’m right there…”

“Go. Now.”

Ella put her head back and let out a cry. Miller felt the throbbing gush against his touch. He then walked at Ella, forcing her back to the bed. He took his hands from her, leaving Ella to grab for him. He pushed her down to the bed and climbed on top of her. He grabbed his cock with one hand and pressed it right to Ella’s *. She was wet, throbbing, and ready to accept him.

One hard thrust sent Miller deep into Ella. He held there for a few seconds as his mouth tasted her neck. As he moved down her chest, he started to love her. Hard thrusts that were slow. So slow that Miller felt every beautiful inch of the inside of her body. His mouth moved over her left breast and he engulfed her. He sucked at her hard, leaving her whimpering. Her hands dug at the back of his head.

Miller was stuck between making love to Ella and going f*cking wild at her. He pulled away from her breast and moved to the other one. His hand cupped under her breast and he squeezed, wanting a taste like he had before. Nothing happened this time but Miller stayed right with her, suckling, tongue swirling around her nipple.

He then put both hands to her ass and lifted her off the bed. Miller climbed further on the bed, resting Ella’s head on a pillow. His hungry mouth then went for her mouth, kissing her like he’d never get a chance again. Miller couldn’t remember the first last kiss they had the first time, but if this one now was going to be a last time, he’d never forget it.

Thrusting at her body, feeling her sheathing him, squeezing at him, Miller sped up as the urge to come became too great to hold back. He plunged deep into Ella and let his cock go. Her hands grabbed at his ass, clawing and holding him in place as he released into her deep core.

They wildly kissed long after Miller finished. So much that Miller started to f*ck her again a few minutes later. His cock didn’t lose much hardness and Ella was far from drying up on him.

He made love to her again, their bodies tight together, sweating. The second time was softer, slower, him truly loving her body. They ended up coming together in an embrace when Miller finished a second time.

Then Ella took him by the face. “Sleep with me tonight.”

“I just did,” Miller said. “Twice, darling.”

“You know what I mean. Go get Beck. Sleep in this bed. The three of us. This… family…”

Miller couldn’t stand the word family still because of the punch to the heart it gave him.

He dressed and scooped Beck off the floor.

Miller sat up and watched Ella and Beck. His left hand touched Ella’s shoulder. His right hand rested to Beck’s side. He rubbed both and watched them fall asleep.

Family.

Christ, it was really starting to feel like that.

And the thing about family… just like MC… any decent man would die for his family.

Miller snuck out of bed and went to the living room and watched the embers glowing in the fireplace.

He called Gaige.

“Give me an update.”

“Jerry came back and trashed the bar,” Gaige said. “Smashed some walls looking for guns. Prospects didn’t say a thing. He’s sending out all his men to look for us.”

“Okay,” Miller said. “Blaine?”

“Lawyer is on it. He could hold him overnight though.”

“I’m sure Blaine could survive the night. Do you have Emily?”

“She’s with me,” Gaige said. “We’re good. But how long can we do this?”

“It ends tomorrow,” Miller said. “I have Ella and Beck settled. I want you and Blaine up here. Work your way however. Wait for Blaine to get out. Then I’m going right into town and ending it. Giving myself up and just going for him.”

“Jesus, Miller.”

“I have no choice. I’m the President, brother. I’m not going to let him do this… we’re all hiding. Waiting. Worried. We don’t live like that. But we have more to lose than ever before.”

“I won’t argue with what you need to do,” Gaige said. “Just think about everything.”

“Just get your ass up here tomorrow.”

Miller ended the call.

He walked to the front of the cabin and opened the door. It was pitch black out there. It was dangerous out there. Frelen was definitely under attack now. Jerry needed to die. And if that meant Miller had to go down, so be it. The MC would rally together for Ella and Beck. Gaige would take the President’s patch. Blaine would become VP. Then they’d all take care of Ella and Beck. And maybe someday someone would be man enough to take care of Ella for the rest of her life.

But there would be no more danger for her or Beck. And that’s all that really mattered.

Miller shut the door and returned to the bedroom. Ella was on her side, arm around Beck. Beck was on his back, head turned to one side, lost in the world whatever the hell babies dreamed about. Miller leaned down and kissed Beck’s forehead.