Wayward Temptation (Wayward Saints MC Book 6) (18 page)

“Fuck baby
,
” he groans, as he grips the back of my neck
,
and pulls my face to his. “You feel so goddamn good.”
 

Our bodies are touching in every way
,
and I can’t help but snake my tongue out
,
and run it along his chest. His fingers tangle in my hair
,
and he lets me do as I want. I swirl my tongue around his nipple
,
just as he had done to me a few seconds before.
 

Slowly moving my mouth down his body, I look up at him
,
and I can see the lust in his eyes. His hands slide down my thighs
,
and he gives them a squeeze. Continuing my way down his body, I come right above his dick
,
and I tease him a little
,
before actually putting the head in my mouth.
 

His gasp turns me on
,
and I know that I’m doing something right. I swirl my tongue along the head of his dick
,
and I slowly sink my mouth down on him.
 

His hands grip my hair
,
and he gives it a good yank. He pulls me up his body by my hair
,
and the pain turns me on even more. I straddle his lap and lean forward
,
so I can get us lined up
,
before slowly sinking down onto his dick. The slow movement makes everything feel amazing
,
and I can’t help but moan out his name. When I’m fully seated on him, he sits up
,
and kisses his way down my neck.
 

Before we can go any further, there’s a banging on the door
,
and it opens quickly. Raef holds me against his body
,
and I tuck my face in his neck. “What the fuck?” he growls. I’m too embarrassed to look at who’s here.

“We got a problem. Get dressed and bring her
,
” the guy barks out at Raef. I look up at him
,
and the door slams closed behind us.
 

“What’s going on?” Raef flips me over
,
and pulls out of me.
 

“I don’t know baby, but come on
,
” he stands up and reaches out to grab my hands
.
He pulls me up and off the bed. We both hurry up and get dressed
.
I know that there is something wrong. They wouldn’t just barge in
,
unless there was a reason.

Once we are both dressed, Raef all but drags me out of the room
,
and towards the clubhouse. When we walk inside, I see a lot of pissed off expressions. Almost all the attention is turned towards us
,
and when the last few people turn towards us, I see Marco tied up to a chair. I can’t help but gasp
,
and all eyes land on me. What is he doing here? He has blood pouring from his cheek
,
and his lip is split open. He spits blood on the floor
,
and his eyes burn through me. Raef moves me behind him
,
and I see Marco smirk. He mutters something under his breath
,
and one of the guys from Raef’s club
,
hits him in the face
,
almost knocking the chair over too.

“What’s going on Prez?” Raef finally asks
,
after he looks around the room.
 

“Looks like your girl has a few little details that she never mentioned to you.” I feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up
,
and I think I’m going to be sick. Shaking my head no, I start to move backwards, but Raef grabs me and holds me in place.
 

Raef turns towards me
,
and stares at me for a few minutes
,
almost like he’s trying to find the answer in my expression. “I know it all already
,
” he states
,
without looking back at any of them.

“You sure about—” He cuts his father off
,
and puts his hand up.
 

“Yeah, I’m fucking sure.” He cups my cheek
,
and turns his attention towards his father and Marco. He read some of the things I could never say to him
.
I know he knows the worse of them, but there was one thing I never did tell him.
 

Chapter Twenty-Three

I knew as soon as we walked into the clubhouse
,
that shit was about to go sideways. It always fucking does. I had a feeling that my old man was going to try and play shit against me
,
so that we wouldn’t go to war over Sailor
.
But no matter what, I wouldn’t let that happen. I read everything about her childhood in the book she was writing
,
and I know that her life hasn’t been fucking butterflies and rainbows.
 

She had a hard life
,
and getting messed up in Marco’s shit didn’t make it any easier for her. She wrote a lot about the things he did to her
,
and what he put her through. She tries to play it off like none of it hurt her
,
or made her second guess herself, but it’s written all over her face.
 

When I left, I saw the look in her eyes
.
I knew that that shit wasn’t going to go easy for her. I knew she was troubled, but I didn’t stop it. I could have, but I didn’t.
 

“You want me to tell you what I’m sure this bastard has been saying? I know everything. I don’t need any of you to fucking judge her. She hasn’t done shit to you
,
and if you believe this piece of shit over me, then fuck it. I’m done.”
 

I see the look on my father’s face
,
and I know that I’m going to pay for that last comment. He doesn’t believe in us doing our own thing
.
He has always taught us that life is all about the club
,
and our family. But fuck, right now this isn’t a damn family. They are going against me
,
and listening to a damn drug dealer and mob member.
 

Sailor looks scared
,
and I know that she doesn’t want them all to know her secrets. Fuck, if I’m honest
,
I don’t want to know them either
,
but I do. She deserves a second chance
,
just like every other female that has shacked up with one our brothers
,
over the last few years.

“You’ll throw away it all away for one bitch?” Bentley asks.
 

I nod my head
,
and I feel Sailor grip my tee shirt under my cut. “She’s mine. I don’t give a shit what she did in the past
,
and I don’t fucking care what this bastard says to try and save his own ass. He made a deal with the devil
,
and now that that devil wants to collect
.
It isn’t my fucking problem
,
until they come after her. He fucked up and didn’t deliver on his promise to that little rich bastard, not me.”

Before we can go any further into this shit, shots ring out
,
and I pull Sailor into my body
.
I pull her with me towards the bar. Everyone starts to scatter
,
and I grab my gun and tell her to stay put.
 

“I’ll be back. Don’t move.”
 

When I make my way back towards my brothers, I see that Marco has a bullet in the chest. We make our way out the door
,
and I see the broken glass from the window that he was shot through.
 

Everyone spreads out
.
We search the area for the shooter, but we come up empty handed. When Prez gathers us all back inside, I can see the anger written all over his expression.
 

“I want to know who the fuck just took a shot at us
,
” he demands. He checks Marco’s pulse
,
and shakes his head. “Deal with the body
,
and get me fucking answers now
,
” he roars to the prospects. They scatter around and start taking care of shit
.
He runs his shoulder into mine
,
as he walks by me.
 

Making my way over to where Sailor is, I grab her hand
,
and lead her out from behind the bar. Checking her over, I make sure that she’s okay
,
before I turn towards Brantley and Jase.
 

“Your old man is pissed
,
and you know how that shit goes.” I nod
,
and I look at Sailor’s face. She’s terrified
,
and she has a reason to be. We have no fucking clue who just shot him
,
and how the fuck they knew he was here in the clubhouse.
 

“Yeah, I know it all too well. What did you guys learn from him?” I pull Sailor into my arms
,
and I can feel her body shake.
 

“That she tried to commit suicide
,
and that we can’t trust a word she says. He said that she is a danger to herself
,
and that he was just trying to get her help.” Closing my eyes, I try and calm the rage that is burning in my veins.
 

“You believe what that bastard said?” I grit my teeth
,
and try not to let them see how fucking pissed I really am right now.
 

They both hold their hands up
,
and I know they don’t know what to believe. “You know that we would do anything for you brother. You tell us what to believe
,
and we will stand behind you
,
” Jase says.
 

Brantley slaps me on the shoulder
,
and I know he’s going to side with me. “You were there for Ans when I left
,
and I would give anything for you
,
and the rest of the brothers. You say the word
,
and I’ll be behind you one hundred percent. Just don’t do anything stupid
.
I can see the wheels turning in your head.”
 

I nod my head
,
and Sailor looks up at me. I can see the tears running down her cheeks
,
and I need to get her out of here. I’m sure her mind is running crazy with thoughts of me being upset with what Jase said, but I will never judge her for that. She doesn’t deserve that.

“I’m going to take her back to the room, I’ll be back.” They both nod their heads
,
and I see my old man watching me. I wrap my arm around Sailor
,
and lead her back to the room where we can have some privacy.
 

When I get us inside, she all but runs into the bathroom
,
and shuts the door behind her. Closing the door, I make my way over to the bathroom, but I don’t try to open it. I’ll give her a few minutes to herself, but I’m not going to let her hurt herself again
,
if it's true.

After a few minutes, I try the door
,
and it’s locked. I listen for her
.
I don’t hear anything
,
but her soft cries. “Open the door
,
” I say gently. I listen for her to move, but I don’t hear it
,
so I knock and wait. I hear some noises
,
and then the lock clicks
,
and silence again. Opening the door, I see her on the floor with her knees against her chest
,
and her arms are holding her body close to her.
 

She looks like a little kid sitting there on the floor. Picking her up, I make our way out of the bathroom
,
and set her on the bed. She doesn’t move from her little ball
,
and I have to force her to let go of her legs.
 

“Sailor, talk to me
,
” running my finger over her face, I move the hair from her eyes
,
and I wipe her tears. She closes her eyes tighter
,
and more tears start to fall.