Captivate Me (5 page)

“Buzz, you stay.” Pops slams the gavel down. “The rest of you have your orders. Do them.”

The guys rise and exit the room, leaving the three of us alone.

“Talk,” Pops orders, and I tell Dagger everything I told the guys.

Pops rises and walks to Dagger, touching him on the shoulder. “You won’t be involved with this one, Dagger. You have to get better first. No exceptions.”

“I fucking hate sitting out. I want in on the action.”

Pops chuckles. “I know, brother. I know.” He turns to me, still talking to Dagger. “Give Buzz and I some time.”

Oh, fuck.

Dagger nods, stands slowly, and leaves the room with a chin lift to me. Here it comes.

Pops’ hand comes out to the front of my shirt, and I rise. “You will pay for not telling me the second you suspected something and then calling your girl instead of me. You will pay for that, but not now. We have too much shit going on, but later. Prepare, brother.”

I nod in agreement, knowing I fucked up, knowing I will have to pay for it. This is all part of life. I made a choice, and I’ll live with the consequences.

“Go,” he orders, releasing me.

As I exit the doors, laptop in my hands, I scan the room and instantly spot Bella, who leaves her conversation with Princess and Angel, coming directly toward me. Fuck, she is so damn beautiful: long, shiny dark hair and curves that go on for miles and a face more gorgeous than any other. I don’t fucking deserve her, but I also don’t care much.

She wraps her arms around my neck, and mine, including my computer, come around her. I hold on to her tight inhaling her, letting her exotic scent flow through my body. Fuck, I missed this woman, but I haven’t claimed her yet to everyone.

I don’t like the pit that forms in my gut at the thought that one of the guys could touch her. That can’t happen, or I will lose my shit.

“What’s going on?” she whispers softly.

I put my lips to her ear. “I’ll take care of everything. You hang out here. Stay with Princess or Angel. I have some shit to do, and then I’ll come find you in about an hour.” I didn’t want to leave her, but she can’t know any of what I have to do and search. “I mean it, Bella. You have to stay with them. Club life is different than normal life, and I don’t have time to go into all that shit, but no one touches you except me. So stay with them. If anyone tries, you tell them you’re with me.”

I pull away then take her lips hard and fast, pulling away too quickly for my taste. It’s been way too long since I’ve seen my girl.

I look back at her dilated eyes, and my dick hardens to granite. Fuck, I need to get this shit done so I can get inside her.

I look at Princess. “Keep her close for me.”

“Sure thing.” She smiles knowingly, but I don’t have time for that shit.

“Be back.” I peck her lips then head to the room where I have a bank of computers and unlimited access to just about everything and gear it up. I begin my searches as my mind conjures up wicked thoughts of Bella.

How is she going to take this? Bella and I have been seeing each other off and on for months. Each time I demand something new from her, she complies without question. I fucking love that shit about her. Sure, I’ve had club mommas who just want to please me, but their submission wasn’t pure, wasn’t true. No, nothing like my Bella. Her complete and utter trust in me is one hundred percent down to her bones. She needs it like I need to be in control in the bedroom.

Not only that, but her soft side is one I want to protect and cherish.

I don’t know how I got so fucking lucky with this one, but no way am I letting her slip through my fingers.

I knock on the door twice then turn the knob, entering the room. Bella is sitting on her bed, books spread out all over it. She’s been staying at the club for the past eleven days. In those few days, she’s shown me what a hellcat she is in and out of bed, and I fucking love it. Crave it. Crave her. She’s a fucking tigress.

She makes me want, and I want her.

Today, I feel the need to test her. I’m going to push her and love every damn second of it.

She lifts her head up, and as soon as she sees it’s me, a large smile spans across her face.

“Hey,” she whispers, closing the book in her hands.

“Hey.” I shut the door and move to the bed. With my index finger, I press her chin up as I lean down to kiss her. Her kiss is the hottest one I’ve ever experienced in my life. I could kiss this woman forever and never get tired of the taste.

She falls into the kiss, and when I pull away, her lips try to follow mine, but she flutters her eyes open, instead.

“What’s going on?” she asks in that sexy way she does when she’s aroused.

“Books off the bed and on your knees,” I order, which makes her pupils contract to points.

My body instantly reacts to that fire burning inside of her, but I’m taking my time. This time, she’s really going to know what it’s like to give up control to me.

She gathers the books up, stacking them one on top of the other then setting them down on the dresser. She moves in front of me, and with the sleek grace of years of training, falls to her knees. Her eyes surrounded by dark lashes lift to mine, her long, dark hair falling in a sheet down her back.

Fuck, that’s beautiful. Even with clothes on, it’s hot.

I clasp my hands behind my back as she stares at me with wonder. Fuck, in such a short amount of time, this woman is undoing me. That shit doesn’t happen. At least, it hasn’t before Bella. Only her.

“Bella?” I ask in an even tone, not giving away what she does to me unless you count my rock hard dick pressing against my jeans.

“Yes.” Her voice is so damn sultry it makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise in anticipation.

Now that I know what she tastes like, what she feels like, my body can’t get enough of her. If I had time to stay planted inside her every minute of the day, I probably would.

“Today, we’re going to have a little fun.”

Her lips tip up in a sexy smirk. I fucking love how she’s up for anything, and not in a way other women have been. No, everything Bella gives me is genuine and pure. It’s hard for a man to find that shit, and I’m sucking up every last drop of it. It fuels me.

“Okay,” she agrees, her full-blown smile coming out and practically knocking me on my ass.

“You sure about that?” I tease, raising my brow. She has no idea what’s rattling in this head of mine.

Her brilliant stare meets mine full-on. “Absolutely.”

I lean down and take her mouth hard and swift, and she grabs my shirt, gripping the fabric tight.

I pull away, making her moan in protest and smile.

“Fucking love that you’re up for anything.” I shed my leather and clothes and stand in front of her, my cock bobbing, telling me I need to move closer. I don’t. “Stand and come here.”

The elegance of her movements is off the fucking charts. It’s like she has practiced how to move that gorgeous body of hers for hours.

I pull her into my arms and kiss her, our tongues caressing each other. The fabric of her clothes rubs against me as she melts into my touch. After long moments, I pull away, seeing her dazed eyes and bee stung lips. Fuck, she’s beautiful.

She shivers as I skate my hands down the sides of her body, coming to the hem of her shirt. I pull it from her, seeing the sexiest fucking black lace bra with hot pink bows.

“I like.”

She lights up at my approval. That has to be the biggest fucking turn on a man can have. Right there. That small fucking reaction.

I brush against her waist, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. I snake my fingers under her jeans as she wiggles her hips, helping me get them down. Goose bumps rise from her flesh as my fingertips glide down her legs, calves, and feet as I pull off the clothing. She helps by lifting her leg as I bend in front of her. When my eyes lift, her black thong with hot pink bows stares at me, beckoning me. Fuck.

I trail my nose up the inside of her thigh as I make my way to her pussy. Her panties are damp, and I can smell how much she wants me.

She jumps as I brush between her hot thighs then groans. Using my teeth, I nip the black lace hard enough for her to feel it through the fabric. She jolts, making me smile, and I squeeze her thighs as I rise.

“Turn around. I need to see that fine ass.”

She does instantly, giving a slight sway of her hips.

“Bend at the waist and pull them down.” Her ass rises in the air as the scrap of fabric leaves her hips, gliding down her thighs, calves, and off her body. She tosses them to the floor and rises, but she doesn’t turn around. Fuck me.

“Come here.”

She then turns and saunters up to me, her hands at her sides. I can tell by the clenching and unclenching of her hands that she wants to touch me and is showing great restraint.

“Knees.”

Fuck, I have a serious hard on for her when she’s on her fucking knees. Swear to Christ, it’s the best fucking position.

I release myself quickly. Then, holding my dick at the base, I order, “Suck.”

Her hot heat surrounds my cock, and I close my eyes, savoring the feeling. The suction she gives me is fucking perfect. Add in that magical fucking tongue, and this is heaven. Every single chance I get, her lips are around me because it takes me to a nirvana I never want to leave.

I grip her hair, loving how damn soft it is against my rough hands as I guide her. She doesn’t fight or press against my hand, trying to get loose. No, she does exactly what I tell her.

A knock comes to the door, and Bella freezes for only a second then continues to suck. Fucking hell.

“Yeah?” I call out.

“I brought you some food,” Breaker shouts from the other side.

I’ve been working non-stop to tap into fucking Jace’s computer. He was a sick fuck and had pictures of Angel everywhere. I traced everything I could, trying to find some connection, but I’ve been coming up empty-handed. Bella has been the only one I’ve been able to let out some of my pent-up frustration with.

Breaker’s my twin brother. I’ve been through serious shit with him. He takes care of me more than he should.

At Breaker’s words, Bella gasps, and a new plan comes to mind.

I’ve seen the way she looks at him. It’s not exactly the same as me, but I’ve seen it: the lust, the curiosity. I wouldn’t be a man if I didn’t give the woman everything she wants and needs. And since it’s my brother, I feel comfortable. Had it been another person knocking, this situation would be different.

I smirk down at her, my dick still sliding in and out of her mouth. “Come in.”

Bella’s eyes widen into saucers, and I hold back a chuckle. I need to blow off steam, and fuck yeah, this will be fun.

The door slides open. “I brought …” His words drift off as he sees Bella on her knees in front of me. “Fucking hell. Really, Buzz?” he chastises, no doubt getting hard from the sight. What man wouldn’t?

“Set it over there.” I point at the far dresser, and he does without taking his eyes off Bella.

She has her eyes on him now, still sucking on me. I would love to know what’s going through that little head of hers.

“I’m out,” Breaker grumbles.

“Hang on.” As the words escape my mouth, Bella gasps around my cock and pulls it out as she starts coughing. Tears well in her eyes as I kneel next to her. “You okay, baby?”

Her hand flies to her lips as she nods.

“You like adventure, you’ll like this.”

Her eyes brighten, and I know she’s going to agree. Damn, this woman is going to kill me.

“I trust you,” she says, nearly knocking me on my ass. I don’t know when the hell I earned it, but fuck me, it’s great that I have. Trust is the fundamental key in any relationship, and I trust her, as well.

“Breaker, strip.”

Bella’s arms tense slightly before she breathes out and relaxes.

“Buzz, it’s not a good idea.”

No one knows my brother like I do. Breaker is quiet, always has been. When he does talk, it’s something that needs to be said. He doesn’t mince words a bit.

The problem with Breaker is that he locks himself in a box. As we grew older and went our separate ways in the military, the box around him became tighter. We don’t talk about our time there, but when my brother came back to civilian life, he was a different man. The walls around him were stronger, almost petrified.

When I first suggested we join Ravage, he wasn’t up for it. Letting this many guys in wasn’t his gig. I got it. I did. But when we started hanging around the brothers, he found a place to fit. He found a purpose that he didn’t have after being discharged. Sure, he’s still quiet as hell, but he’s a man you want at your back.

Something is different about him. If anything, I need to snap him out of whatever is going on in that head of his, and Bella is perfect for that.

“Breaker, shut the fucking door and strip,” I order as he crosses his arms.

The spark in his eyes that’s been dead for so long ignites. He looks down at Bella, who meets his stare.

“Fucking hell.” He slams the door then pulls his clothes off, and it’s like looking in the mirror. We are pretty much exact copies except for a few different tattoos, and Breaker has a few more scars.

I’m not a sick fuck; seeing him naked doesn’t turn me on or any of that shit. What turns me on is Bella’s swift intakes of breath, the opening and closing of her fists, and the slightest little tremor that rolls down her spine. The anticipation is coming off Bella in waves as she watches my brother stand naked as the day he was born. She’s into this, which means I’m into this.

“Come here,” I tell Breaker.

He shakes his head. “What the fuck, Buzz?”

I pin him with a look, and he steps forward.

“You know, if any other motherfucker ordered me around, I’d punch him in the throat.”

“Aw, brotherly love.” I tease, and Bella chuckles. Fuck, even that is sexy. “Bella, wrap your lips around his cock.”

Her eyes jet up to me, questioning, asking permission. Fuck if my dick doesn’t grow harder from that.

I nod my head yes, and she turns to Breaker.

“You want me to do this?” she asks Breaker, licking her already well-used lips.