AN OUTLAW MONSTER (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (14 page)

“
Then
maybe I should have stayed at that poker game. I should have gotten shot. Or I
should have just done what I was there to do
…”

I gritted my teeth and my eyes went
wide. My hands squeezed tighter around Harlee
’
s
waist. No other woman in my life had pissed me off this much. Ever. This was
why I didn
’
t keep
women around. Ride my cock and then walk the fuck home. Or go to another member
’
s room and ride his cock.
I didn
’
t do the
morning breakfasts and morning breath flirty talk bullshit. No fucking way.

“
You
know what, give me the fucking ring back then,
”
I said.
“
You
’
re ass is gone.
”

“
Yeah?
”
Harlee asked.
“
That
’
s what you
’
re going to do now? Change
your mind.
”
Harlee
sucked in a shaky breath, like she was going to cry.
“
What did you think I would do here? Just show
up
…
oh, Trent, yes
…
please, Trent,
please marry me right now. Yes! I accept your proposal!
”

I then saw Harlee
’
s eyes go really big. And
she got really scared.

I looked over my shoulder and felt
the same shock she must have felt.

A few steps behind us was Trev.

And he just heard what she just
said.

**

“
What
the hell is this?
”
Trev asked.

“
Give
me a sec, Prez,
”
I
said.

“
Like
hell I will. She shows up with a gun to a prospect
’
s head
…”

“
I
put her in a bad spot,
”
I said.

“
It
’
s my fault,
”
Harlee said.
“
I got nervous. He was
gone. Because of yesterday.
”

“
I
don
’
t give a shit
about that,
”
Trev
said.
“
Did you say
something about a proposal?
”

“
Prez,
”
I said.
“
You didn
’
t hear that
…”

“
Yes,
”
Harlee said.
“
Trent proposed to me.
”

“
He
did what?
”
Jasper
asked as he started to close in on the scene now.

Fuck me.

“
It
’
s not what you think,
”
I said to Trev.
“
I wanted
…”

“
Here,
”
Harlee said.
“
Look.
”

She dug into her pocket and
goddammit, she had the ring. The ring I had planned on giving someone else but
never had the chance to do so. She had it in her goddamn hand, showing it to
Trev and Jasper as her hand shook with fear.

“
Holy
shit,
”
Jasper said.

“
You
’
re kidding me,
”
Trev said.

“
Look,
I gave her the ring, okay?
”
I said.
“
I
’
m not the one for big
romance bullshit so I left her the ring this morning after we talked last
night.
”

“
And
that prompted you to pull a gun on a prospect?
”
Trev asked.

“
I
wanted to find out if he was serious,
”
Harlee said.

I looked at her. Our eyes were
burning for each other, probably for all the wrong reasons.

“
So
what
’
s the answer,
”
Trev said.

Slowly, Harlee moved her hand
toward me.
“
Yes,
Trent. Yes.
”

“
No
fucking way,
”
Jasper
said.

I suddenly felt like I was no
longer in the MC. That I was some outsider, purposely lying to get what I
wanted. Like a fucking rat, trapped in a corner, doing anything to survive. The
bigger problem was that it wasn
’
t
about my survival, it also included Harlee
’
s.

I grabbed the ring from her hand
and turned her hand around. And right there, in front of the President and VP
of Back Down Devil MC, I slid a diamond ring onto Harlee
’
s finger.

That ring would allow her to stay
at the clubhouse without worry or fear of the MC. That ring gave her
protection. That ring gave her family.

“
Jesus,
”
Jasper said.
“
That didn
’
t take long, Trent. I
’
ve seen you go through ten
women in a weekend. What the fuck is she made of?
”

“
That
’
s something you
’
ll never find out,
”
Harlee said.

I turned and stood next to Harlee.
I put my arm around her. My face like stone. I was simply the monster
…
well, a controlled
version of the monster. And Trev ate me alive with his eyes. It was now two
powerhouses staring each other down, trying to figure the other out.

Slowly, he gave a nod.
“
Okay then. We
’
re going to have us an
outlaw wedding.
”

Trev then turned and stuck his
fingers into his mouth and whistled. He waved over the entire crew and
announced that I was claiming Harlee to be my old lady and taking her hand in
marriage.

There was an eruption of cheers and
we were damn smothered by everyone.

Then fucking Cash had to go and
open his mouth.

“
We
have to call up Jimmy,
”
Cash said.
“
Get some
ink on that lower back of hers. It
’
s
too clean and smooth. Trent needs a target.
”

“
He
’
s right,
”
Jasper said.

I felt Harlee
’
s nails cling to the back
of my leather cut.

She really didn
’
t get it. And this was why
I wanted her to stay the fuck away from the clubhouse today. I wanted to
explain everything that would happen. But it was too late then. She had jumped
right into the fire.

“
She
’
ll wear my ink,
”
I said.
“
Don
’
t worry. Get her whiskey
’
d up and she
’
ll be face down, ass up,
getting tattooed.
”

“
Now
that
’
s a sight I want
to see,
”
Cash said.

Trev threw a hand out and grabbed
Cash
’
s shirt.
“
Hey. That shit ends now.
Harlee is taken now. Keep your fucking thoughts to yourself.
”

“
The
monster is getting married,
”
Kye said.
“
I never
thought I
’
d see that
happen.
”

“
Neither
did I,
”
I said.
“
Now how about everyone
fucks off for a second so I can take my old lady to my room and properly
celebrate.
”

The club split in half and gave us
a path. I grabbed Harlee
’
s
hand and she squeezed mine tight. The guys started to whistle for us. It was a
complete bullshit scene. I wasn
’
t
the marrying kind. I tossed that out to Harlee to give her something to think
about. So we could talk and she could realize how deep she was in this shit.

Now I had no choice
…
I had to marry her
and make her my old lady.

eighteen.

(harlee)

What the hell had I done?

I sat on the bed and watched as
Trent paced back and forth. By then I had realized freaking out and coming to
the clubhouse was obviously a bad idea.

“
Will
he kill us?
”
I asked.

“
Who?
”

“
Trev.
If he finds out
…”

“
He
’
s not going to find
anything out,
”
Trent
said.
“
You
’
re wearing a ring. You
’
re going to wear my ink.
”
Trent walked to the bed
and grabbed my hand.
“
Face
it, darling, you
’
re
all mine now. You made that decision.
”

I tore my hand away and shuddered.
“
You don
’
t get to make that call.
”

“
I
already did. I gave you a choice.
”

“
You
wrote me a note and left.
”

“
So
you could goddamn think it over,
”
Trent growled.
“
To
really understand what you
’
re
in for here. We
’
re
about to ignite this war even more. So there
’
s
no other choice, okay? Trev and Jasper talked and wanted you gone. They were
willing to get you to the border and that was it. That
’
s why I wrote the note. That
’
s why I had the ring
there. I thought maybe facing some kind of truth would get you to fucking
think.
”

I gripped the edge of the bed and
swallowed hard. I glanced at the ring and had to admit
…
it was really beautiful. A simple single
diamond. Probably the kind of ring I would have picked out myself, you know, if
the time ever came and I was in love and wanted to get married.

“
It
’
s a beautiful ring,
”
I whispered.

“
Yeah,
right.
”

That
’
s
when something else hit me. I slowly looked up at Trent. The outlaw monster
staring down at me.

He had a diamond already
purchased.

That meant this wasn
’
t something really planned
out and shopped for. It was a ring he already had and decided to give to me.

“
What?
”
Trent asked.

“
You
had the ring,
”
I
said.
“
Before you
thought about giving it to me. You already had it. Why?
”

“
None
of your damn business, darling.
”

“
No.
I will go along with this plan
…”

“
Stop
right there. This isn
’
t
something I
’
m asking
you to go along with. This is your only chance at surviving. Remember who you
’
re messing with right now.
End of discussion, Harlee. I
’
m
in control. You don
’
t
like it? Stand up, give me the ring back, and walk your ass out of this
clubhouse. Good luck making it to the next town before someone gets you.
”

Inside, I was terrified. On the
outside, I kept myself in one piece and wanted to figure Trent out.

“
Tell
me,
”
I said.
“
If we
’
re going to get married,
we should know everything about each other.
”

Trent reached down and touched my
jaw.
“
You
’
ll find out what I want to
tell you and when I want to tell it.
”

“
No,
Trent. I don
’
t care
if you
’
re
the
monster
.
”

“
Keep
running your mouth, darling, and watch what happens.
”

“
What
are you going to do? Hurt me?
”

The left side of Trent
’
s lip curled up.
“
If it does hurt, it
’
s not intentional.
”

He then grabbed at his belt buckle
and pulled it open. I let out a gasp and leaned back on the bed.

Was he going to fuck me?

Trent opened his jeans and stood
there, balling up his fists tight.

“
Say
something again,
”
he
said, tempting me.

“
I
have a right to know,
”
I said.
“
Is this
something you do? You bring women to the clubhouse, pretend to be engaged, and
then what? What does the monster do?
”

Trent shot a hand out and touched
the back of my neck. He pulled at me and lowered himself down. In a split second,
his lips gently grazed mine. It sent a scorching heat from head to toe. But he
didn
’
t kiss me any
harder.

“
Nobody
ever gets this far with me,
”
he whispered.
“
I
’
ll tell what you need to
know.
”

“
I
’
m not going to stop
asking,
”
I said.

“
Fine.
”
Trent stood back up and
grabbed the front of his jeans and boxers.

He slowly pushed them down, showing
me that his stomach muscle didn
’
t
quite end with his stomach. My hand had explored that territory but now my eyes
got to feast upon him.

“
I
have no choice,
”
Trent
said.
“
I
’
m going to force you to stop
asking me about it.
I
’
m
going to have to keep your mouth full.
”

**

When his cock jumped free from his
boxers I let out a gasp. I thought he was going to smack me with it. It bounced
a couple times and was then perfectly rigid, pointing straight at me. I reached
for him, touching the bottom of his shaft. With just one small pump, I watched
the tip of his cock leak.

His other hand was still at the
back of my neck, guiding me forward as though it was my first time. Maybe my
first time with Trent, yes. Certainly my first with something this thick and
heavy.

As I parted my lips I was convinced
it would be impossible to do. I couldn
’
t
get him into my mouth. Beyond that, my sex quivered, aching to see if I could get
him to fit down there.

My tongue came forward first,
lapping up that little droplet off his tip. It was sweet yet salty.
I wanted
more. A lot more.
I licked just under the head of his dick and swirled up
and around. My hand eased down his long shaft and held at his heavy root. I
squeezed and readied myself. I moved my lips around his forgiving tip, feeling
the soft and thick skin enter my mouth. My lips moved over the ridge on his tip
and I quickly pulled back.

Trent groaned and pulled at my
neck.

“
More,
darling,
”
he ordered.
“
You
’
re not getting away with
that.
”

I moved down more, taking another
hearty inch and then stopped. My mouth felt too full already, but I still had
miles to go. I moved back just a little and then came forward. I shut my eyes
and let my other senses do the work for me. The sense of feeling him taking up
all the space in my mouth. The taste of his hard shaft, getting hard as I kept
going.

Trent moved his hand from my neck
to my shoulder and pushed at me.

“
Gently,
”
he said.
“
I want to feel those lips
slide slowly against me.
”

I did as told, stopping at the head
of his cock again.

“
Do
that again, but a little faster.
”

I listened.

Trent then said,
“
Faster. And open your
fucking eyes. Look up at me with your dirty mouth full, darling.
”

I opened my eyes and realized just
how much of him was inside my mouth. I groaned and looked up at Trent. He took
his hand off my shoulder and touched the top of my head. His fingers dug into
my hair and he nodded, pulling at me some more.

So I tested my limits.

Fuck, I went beyond my limits. So
much so that my eyes watered, making Trent blurry. My hands grabbed at Trent
’
s legs. They were so
strong, flexed tight, telling me he liked what I was doing.

I went as possibly far as I could.
When my limit was reached I hurried to pull back and away, desperate to catch
my breath. My hands were shaking as I held his legs.

Trent quickly grabbed his cock and
stroked himself.
“
Now,
darling, I want you to taste it all. I
’
m
almost there. Right now.
”

So I went right back to work. This
time there were no more games. I put my right hand back to his dick and I
started to suck him. Back and forth, going as far as I could without
hesitating. My other hand couldn
’
t
help itself as I reached up and under his shirt, feeling the ripples of his
muscles.

He was gorgeous. Dirty, wild, and
gorgeous.

When I took my left hand from his
shirt and grabbed at his leather cut, I saw the diamond ring. I had no idea
what the hell it all meant.

I
’
m supposed to marry him? For real?

Trent let out a deep groan and
thrust at me.

“
Ah,
fuck, darling,
”
he
said.

His fingertips touched my
shoulders, guiding me back and forth, faster by the second.

I felt him thickening in my mouth
and I swore I could feel his seed working right up to the point when he finally
exploded in my mouth.

When he did, he hissed and gritted
his teeth. He bent his legs and stopped moving, leaving the rest of the job for
me to finish. The back of my tongue was overflowed as I tried to swallow and
keep up with him as he pulsed more and more inside me.

I stayed right with him, even when
I was breathless.

Long after he was done, I slowly
kept going. I waited until Trent pulled away from my mouth to finally be done.

Trent pulled up his jeans and
tucked himself away. He then traced the outline of my lips.

“
Goddammit,
”
he said.
“
I could get used to that.
”

I was still trying to catch my
breath. My hands were back on the bed. I half wanted Trent to go down on me.
The other half of me wanted him to rip every piece of clothing off me and fuck
me until I couldn
’
t
move.

Before anything could happen, there
was a knock at the door.

“
Brother,
”
a voice said as the door
opened.

It was the VP - Jasper.

“
What?
”
Trent asked.

“
Need
to finish our conversation from before.
”

I placed my hands to Trent
’
s stomach, over his shirt.
I nodded. I mouthed
GO
to him.

He traced my jaw and curled his
lip. I could never tell if he was pissed at me or pissed at everything around
him. I could see it in his eyes he didn
’
t
want to be done with me. That alone left my body aching even more. All the
women in the world and this guy had his eyes set on me. I
’
d find out the story about
the diamond ring, but what mattered right then was that he wanted me there. He
cared enough that he didn
’
t
want me to leave and get hurt.

I sort of loved him for that.

Sort of.

When he turned away, I touched my
jaw. I felt like I needed an ice pack. Hell, if he expected me to do that again
to him
…
I needed some
serious practice.

Trent left the room and I was all
alone. Right there in this clubhouse, right in Trent
’
s room. It oozed of bad boy biker, smelling
of old clothes and hot sex. That part made me a little jealous. I wondered how
many had been in the same position as me. I wondered if he used the same moves
and words.

Then again, what did it matter?

He was the one licking me the other
night, right? I was the one he wanted to wear his ring, right?

I took a few minutes to scour the
room, snooping. Yeah, so what? I was intrigued by Trent. He didn
’
t give me much to run
with. On his dresser he had some old pictures. They were of him and other guys
in the MC I recognized. A younger version of Trent and Jasper standing
together, smiling, beers in hand. Jasper was totally boyish while Trent had the
same thick build and wild eyes. There was a picture of him clean shaven and
super short hair. He looked like a model. I expected there to be a bottle of
cologne in his hand. And if there was, I would buy a hundred bottles.

I snuck a peek in his drawers and
found nothing exciting.

However, the night stand was a
whole other story.

I pulled open the drawer and
stepped back at the sight of the gun. Surrounding the gun were condoms. Lots of
them. When I opened the drawer more I found small bottles of lube. My cheeks
reddened and my jealousy fired up again. I would never need lube with Trent.
Nothing on me would dry up for him.
Then again, if he wanted to put himself
somewhere that didn
’
t
get wet
…