Burned (Devil's Blaze MC #3)(48)

“Jesus.”

“It will be like having two cocks inside of you at the same time, my naughty little Katie. You’ll feel so full while I’m f*cking you, you’ll think your body is going to explode.”

“Hunter…” I whimper needing him to stop teasing me with his words. “Let’s go now,” I beg.

“Anticipation, Katie. Trust me. It will be more than worth the wait,” he assures me, carrying me back to the table.

“If you take me home now, I’ll suck your cock all the way down my throat. You can even pull out and come all over my face, just like you’ve been dying to do.”

“How do you know I’ve been wanting that?” he asks, pulling back to look at me.

“Because I’m not the only dirty one in this relationship, Hunter,” I tell him with a smile, just as we make it back to the table with him carefully helping me stand on my legs.

He kisses me gently. “Later,” he promises against my lips.

I hope I can wait for later.





“Can’t you walk?” Angie’s hateful voice hits us the minute we get settled back in our seats.

“I…” Katie starts, but I interrupt her.

“I hurt Katie’s leg when we were house shopping.”

“House shopping?” Angie repeats while Katie’s hands bite into my leg. “But you live at the club?”

“Yes, but now that I have Katie, that has to change,” I tell Angie, turning to look at Katie. Her eyes are wide, and I see the fear there, but I also see something else. I bring my hand to the side of her face, pulling her eyes up to mine. “We can’t live at the club when the babies come. I want room for them to play.” I watch as Katie shifts nervously, her muscles tightening. “We’ll need plenty of room because I want our kids to be close to their nieces and nephews.”

“Hunter…” Katie says, her nails biting into my arm.

“What? You said you’d never settle down!” Angie hisses.

“That’s was before I met Katie. She’s special. Things change when you fall in love.”

Katie’s eyes go large, and I can see so many different things charging through her. I kiss her lips soundly, pushing my tongue into her mouth to claim her while my hand tilts her head to get a better angle. Katie doesn’t join in at first, but then her tongue finds mine and they dance. The kiss is charged with emotion and unspoken words. She’s afraid to believe what I’m saying, and I know later she’ll write it off, but it’s true. I understand now what I didn’t before. I know why Skull fell so hard and fast for Beth. I know why Sabre and Latch are completely wrapped up in Annie. I understand it because Katie is my downfall. She’s it. The one. Now, I just have to keep Skull from going of the deep end and f*cking it all up, keep Katie from running in fear, and make her believe that I’ll never hurt her. That should be simple enough.

I pull away from the kiss when I hear Drake.

“Damn man! Way to spring the news on a man! Congrats! I didn’t even know you were seeing someone steady. I have to say though, you seem like a hell of a woman, Katie.”

Katie clears her throat and looks back at me before smiling at Drake. “Thanks,” she says, her voice hoarse and barely above a whisper. Her cheeks are red and her lips are swollen. Beautiful.

“Where are you from, Katie?” Drake asks as we start eating.

“Montana, originally. My sister and I moved out this way with our parents when we were small.”

“What does your father think about you hooking up with Torch?”

“My father’s dead,” she answers bluntly. “I’m sure if he wasn’t, though, he’d want to kill him. Luckily, that just makes Torch more attractive.”

Drake laughs, making Katie smile with that look on her face that drives me wild.

“So you started dating Torch to get even with your father?” Angie asks.

Before I can answer that, Katie sets her beer down and looks over at Angie. The look in her eyes would be enough to make a smart woman back off. I don’t think Angie’s that smart, but it’s kind of fun to watch Katie in action.

“No. I had an itch. He was handy, and then, well… I’m sure I don’t have to explain to you how good Hunter is in bed.” She stops to look at me. “Actually, have we ever made it to the bed except to sleep?” she asks so sweetly I want to tan her ass.

Drake laughs his ass off. Angie is pretty much speechless, which is good for her; she should definitely try to be that way more often. Me, I just want to grab my woman and f*ck her right here on the table.

“We have. Though, if you can’t remember, I’ll do my best to jog your memory later.”

“Yay. Something to look forward to,” she says with a grin, popping a bite of steak in her mouth.

Yep. Definitely want to f*ck her.

“Torch, old buddy, you have met your match.”

“Tell me about it,” I say back to Drake with a grin.





My heart feels like it might beat right out of my chest.

I know Torch was probably just saying that stuff for Angie’s benefit, but it felt like he was talking to me. It felt like he was being dead serious. It scares me. No. It terrifies me. I don’t want that, do I? Why does it feel like part of me does? A large part?