Lucas smiled. “That woman tonight was a fine piece of ass.”
Gabriel tensed up.
“I know all about you, Locke. You’ve got a sister who you guard, and a lot of different pies all lined up. Women are like ice cream, you have a taste and move on. You’ve never been seen with the same woman twice and you certainly don’t stake a claim.”
“You need to leave my city before you overstay your welcome.”
“In case you forgot, I didn’t ask for an invitation, and by your own rules, I’m not marked.” Lucas held his hands out and spun in a circle. “I don’t want to mess in your shit, and I’m quite happy to help you, Gabriel. Sooner or later, you’re going to realize your power is only strong enough when you’ve got men to back it up. I want nothing from you but the route. If I saw the way you were with that woman today, Claire, others are always watching. The problem with being a king is someone’s always waiting to watch you fall.” Lucas got back on his bike.
The warning was clear. He was being watched but also, there was a brewing war between two MCs, and Lucas had been the first one to make his move.
Climbing back into his car, he gave his man the order to take him back to his apartment where Claire would be waiting.
He wasn’t sure if he wanted to give the details of the route to Lucas. He didn’t like being given ultimatums. This city belonged to him, and he had no interest in coming between two MCs. However, if one was on the left and the other was on the right, he was in the middle just waiting to become the war ground.
The apartment was quiet when he entered. He and Claire had yet to use this place at all. So far, he’d taken her at the private club, in his office, or in his other apartment where his sister lived. Their arrangement was still a secret from his sister and he intended to keep it that way.
Removing his shoes and jacket, he glanced into the living room and found Claire curled up on the sofa. She wore one of the negligees he’d purchased for her. The bedroom had a wardrobe where he’d organized clothes in her size.
He stepped into the room and moved toward the coffee table. An old mug sat there with what looked like some remnants of hot chocolate. Reaching out, he stroked the curls back from her face. She let out a whimper but didn’t pull away.
She was beautiful.
Tonight, seeing her on the security monitor after his men alerted him to her entering the nightclub, he’d been pissed. The sweet smile she never showed him, on display for a stranger. Lucas of all people. He’d felt this overwhelming, possessive need to keep her, to mark her.
No woman had ever gotten under his skin like this and he didn’t like it. There was no mistaking Claire was different.
He touched her cheek and she opened her eyes, groaning. “Gabriel,” she said.
“It’s okay. It’s just me.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything is fine,” he said. He took care of all matters that would touch her.
“I like the apartment.”
“Good.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips across hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her into his arms.
“I can walk.”
“And I can carry you. I like having you in my arms.”
After he entered the bedroom, he lowered her to the bed, following her down. She let out a moan as he kissed her hard. Slowly, he stood and removed the rest of his clothing as she lay there watching him. Once he was naked, he climbed onto the bed, helping her out of the negligee so they were skin to skin. Flesh to flesh.
She wrapped her legs around him, and he found her core, plunging into her heat. He kissed her. Every other time they’d been together, he’d fucked her. This time, he made love to her, taking his time, working her body to a fever pitch and pushing her to the edge, but not allowing her to topple over.
He changed positions so she was the one straddling him. Holding her hips, he guided her over his length, getting her to take all of him, watching her tits swing in front of his face. Reaching up, he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking across the tip. Then he slid his tongue across the valley to take her other nipple.
“Ride my cock, baby, that’s right, take it.”
She screamed his name as he thrust his cock up, making her take all of him. He wanted her to forget every single man, every single person, and to just be completely owned by him.
Lifting her up, he stroked her clit as she rode his length. He watched her slowly come apart, and as she came on his cock, he felt victorious. Once he’d rolled her back to the bed, he spread her open and thrust inside her, finding his own release. Kissing her as he came, spilling his cum deep inside her. Each pulse rushed through his body, wave upon wave until not a drop remained inside him.
Afterward, he wrapped his arms around her, moving so her back was pressed to his front, but he held her tightly, not letting her go.
“We don’t sleep together, remember?” she said.
“There are a lot of things we don’t do together. Do you want to leave?” He waited but she snuggled in.
He smiled, kissing her shoulder.
“I’ll go to my own bed in a moment. What am I going to say to Rhianna?”
“I don’t want to talk about my sister with my cock still inside you.”
“But she’s going to ask questions.”
“I’ll deal with her.” He took her hands in his, kissing her fingers. On her left arm, he saw a love heart tattoo. It was the same as the one on his sister. “You got these together?”
“Yeah, it wasn’t long after we graduated. I was feeling lonely, and Rhianna said—can I say her name?”
“Yes.”
“She told me I was never going to be lonely because I would always have her. I wouldn’t be on my own. This is part of our bond.” She tensed in his arms.
“Don’t.”
“You don’t know what I’m thinking.”
“You’re feeling bad because you’re here in this bed with me.”
“Did you have to sleep with all of her friends?”
He burst out laughing. “Believe it or not, I didn’t sleep with all of her friends, just the ones I liked.”
She tried to get away and he held on to her. “Stop.”
“Nope.”
“I don’t like this.”
“Tough. You’re not going or reacting like this. I’ve got you. I’m holding on to you, and I’m not letting you go.”
She stopped wriggling.
“You don’t just have my sister,” he said. “You also have me.”
She scoffed. “This is an arrangement with you. I know for a fact that when you’re bored with me, you’re going to get rid of me. I’m not an idiot. I know how these things work, and besides, your sister has told me plenty of times what a cad you are.”
“Then enjoy the time you’ve got, because I will get bored and move on. You know that, and so do I.”
****
“I like him, Claire,” Rhianna said.
Claire glanced across the café to see who her friend was referring to. “That’s bad news.”
The man was dressed up in a suit and each time he reached for his coffee, the ink he wore showed. The man in question was one of Gabriel’s guards.