I can see that we’re drawing a crowd of some of the other guests. Kyza is shaking the hell out of the girl when I move to grab her around the waist.
“Easy killer,” I tell her with a laugh. “Let her go.”
Her hands only tighten more as she tries to fight me off.
“You crazy bitch.”
I almost laugh when Kyza kicks her in the ass. I have a tight grip on her, so there’s not much more she can do.
“Let her go scrappy,” I whisper in her ear.
She finally listens to me and lets her go. I don’t check to see if the girl is okay. I just keep moving back. Once we’re back in the room I set her on her feet and close the door behind us. She looks up at me with fire dancing in her eyes. Before I can register what’s happening she’s throwing herself against me. Her cuffed hands wrap around my neck to pull me to her, her lips crash into mine in a heated kiss. I let her press her little body against mine. I lift her in my arms, spin her around, and press her into the wall, pushing my already hard cock against her. Kyza moans.
“I need you,” she whispers as she kisses along my jaw.
I growl and lower her back down to her feet. I pull her arms from around me. I strip her of her jeans and panties quickly and let my towel hit the floor. I lift her up again, position myself and thrust into her as her legs wrap around me. I’m holding her hip with one hand and her cuffed hands above her head with the other. Each roll of my hips feels like heaven. She was made for me. There is no doubt in my mind, but fuck. How do I make her see that? How do I give her all of me? I don’t know that I can give her all of me, and that’s the part that’s fucking with my head.
“Monster,” she cries out as I hit her even deeper.
I fucking love it. I love hearing her cry out my name. I fuck her harder and harder, her body starts trembling as she starts to come. I come with her and everything just fades away. There’s only us. Her and I, the darkness, and the monsters that live and breathe inside of us.
I rest my head on hers and just breathe in her scent. When I finally pull out of her and let her body slide down mine she looks up at me with those big, shining blue eyes.
Then it hits me.
“Fuck. I didn’t use a condom.”
“I’m on birth control and I’m clean. I’m going to take a shower. Can you take these off me now?”
I nod my head and grab my wallet to pull the key out. I uncuff her, toss the handcuffs to the floor, and rub her wrists in my hands.
“Sorry,” I apologize softly.
“I’m not,” she whispers before pulling away from me and heading to the bathroom.
I walk over to the bed and let out a slow breath. I’m fucked.
Sixteen
Kyza
I’ve been standing in the bathroom for a long time. I don’t know how long. I’ve showered, but I did something more; I took the dreads out of my hair. It’s not as hard as some people would think. I’ve changed my hair a lot over the years, but now that I’m standing in front of the mirror looking at the girl I haven’t been in so long tears spring to my eyes and I can’t stop them. I can’t move.
I just stare back at the reflection of the girl that I didn’t want to see. I’m not sure who she is anymore. I left this girl years ago to find someone new. I changed her. I made her someone else. Now she’s here, staring back at me. There’s no makeup. Just long blonde hair and big blue eyes. My insides are trembling. I never thought I’d want to be her again.
Monster is slowly pulling her back to the surface. That scares me more than anything else could. A soft knock on the door has me reaching up to wipe my eyes.
“You okay?” Monster asks.
“Just give me a minute,” I tell him.
“It’s been over two hours babe. You need help?” he chuckles which causes me to smile.
“No. I’ll be out in just a minute.”
I blink a few more times, tilt my head, and study myself. Can I go back to who I once was? Can I be her again? I don’t know that I have it in me. I take a deep breath, reach for the knob, and walk out of the bathroom.
“I was thinkin’ you tried to escape, but there’s no window,” Monster teases until he looks up at me. His whole demeanor changes. His eyes widen as he takes me in. “Jesus Christ.”
“You make me want to be myself again. I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” I admit.
Monster sits up on the bed and motions for me to come to him. I take slow steps, unsure of how I feel right now. When I get close to him he reaches out and pulls me into his lap. He runs his fingers through my hair.
“Is that bad?”
“Hell no. It’s you. I liked you before, but this is who you are Kyza. I want to see that part of you,” he says honestly.
“Why? What if you hate me when you see who I truly am?”
“I could never hate you baby. There’s somethin’ between us and you know it. You have to be able to feel this as much as I can.”
He’s right. I can feel it. It doesn’t change anything though.
“Things happened to me. They changed me. I did things I shouldn’t have. There are so many secrets that no one knows,” I admit.
It feels good to at least admit that much, that I’m hiding things, it’s lifted a huge weight off my chest.
“I know. I want you to tell me, but I’m not forcin’ you to say shit. I’m not that kind of person. I think you know that. We all have secrets. When you’re ready you’ll tell me. I’m not goin’ anywhere Kyza,” he whispers the last part as he presses his face into the top of my hair and inhales.
“Will you tell me a secret?”
He sighs and his warm breath is blowing my hair slightly. I snuggle into his embrace and feel his naked warmth pressing against me.
“I lived in California my whole life. I met the club there. It was a different chapter. They took me in when I was at a very low point in my life. I hated pretty much everything, but mostly I hated people. They didn’t look at me any differently though. They just opened their arms and embraced me,” he says blowing out a breath before he continues. “I met a girl. She was sweet. Nothin’ like the other girls. I thought she was really into me. We fucked. We hung out. She became somethin’ I wanted in my life, but it was all fake. She was just another lie. She was just another mess I had to clean up.”
“What happened?” I ask holding my breath.
“She lied to me. She cheated on me and was sellin’ me and my boys out to a rival club. She was runnin’ intel for them. I hated myself for trustin’ her. I hated her for what she did, but the club was in a good place. The guys had their old ladies and shit was finally goin’ right. You know?”
He shakes his head as I turn mine to look up at him.
“What happened to her?”
I can see it before he even admits it. His eyes darken and the look on his face morphs to one of pain. He doesn’t want to tell me, but he’s going to. I know that look. I’ve seen it.
“I knew I had to protect the club. They never liked her. They never thought she should have been there, but out of respect for me, they let it slide.”