Текст книги "Envy"

Автор книги: K. T. Fisher

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I’ve been on my punishment post all fucking day. Nothing has really happened and the only good thing I have to report back is that Strike is at the house BO gave us the address to. I’ve seen him and his two pathetic loyal followers, Switch and Venom, along with a load of naked women it looks like they’re having a good old party in there.

“Chilli and Ryder will be here with a prospect to take the next watch.” Spliff lets me know as he quietly crawls over to me.

“Thank fuck.” I can’t wait to get away from here. Watching the place where I know Strike is, is driving me fucking crazy. I would like nothing more than to go in there all guns blazing and put a bullet in that mother fuckers skull. No, that would be too easy. I want to torture him and let myself free and do what I want. Fire comes to mind and I can’t help but smile as I think over what I would like to do.

“Devlin.” Duke shakes me from my day dream and indicates to Ryder from the other side of the street. We make our way over unnoticed and I nod towards Ryder and Chilli.

“The fucker in there?” Ryder asks.

“You fucking bet.” I boil inside. “Switch and Venom are there as well, having some pussy party so keep an eye out for more members turning up.”

“Gotcha.” Chilli fist bumps me and I get walking down the street to where I hid my bike. I didn’t want to ride it too close to the hideaway house because it might alert Strike and we can’t afford that.

Before I get on my bike, I call my dad.

“Dev.” He answers right away. “What you got for me?”

“Positive sighting on Strike.” I let him know. “Venom and Switch are there too.”

“No others?” He asks.

“No, but there’s a house full of pussy so I wouldn’t be surprised if more turn up.” I answer. “Ryder and Chilli just showed up with the prospect, they will let you know if that happens.”

“Good job son.”

I hang up and get straight on my bike, feeling the vibration under me and the image of Natasha comes to mind. I have to see her.

“You two are good to go do what you want to.” I let Spliff and Duke know and they give me a nod. I don’t stop until I come to Grim’s house. I see his bike and car parked up so I know he’s home. The sound of my bike alerts him and he meets me at the gate.

“What’s up bro?” He asks.

“Nothing, just wanted to see my big brother after a day of staring at a house.” I answer, looking behind me to see if I can see Natasha.

“Bullshit.” He laughs. “Lauren told me all about the date.”

That doesn’t surprise me. Those girls seem to tell each other everything.

“Yeah, and so does mum.” Grim laughs again.

“The fuck?” I panic. My mum knowing that I’m taking Natasha out will fuck everything up. I want to take my time with Natasha because of everything she’s fucking been through but my mother is on a whole different level. Knowing her, she’s already looking at baby clothes.

“Why did she tell her?” I ask him.

“Apparently she was put on the spot because they wanted to organise self-defence lessons.” He says with a serious face this time.

I couldn’t agree more, that’s a good fucking idea.

“Smart girls.” I don’t know why we didn’t think of it ourselves.

Grim leads me inside and I eagerly follow behind. I see Natasha and Lauren sat in the living room watching TV, as soon as they spot me they make their way over.

“Is something wrong?” Lauren asks, looking between myself and Grim.

“No.” I quickly answer. “I came to see Natasha.”

“Me?” Natasha looks shocked.

I take her hand and lead her into the kitchen. Grim gets the point and takes Lauren back into the living room. Luckily for me, Grims’ house is large and spacious. There’s a wide hallway and entry room in between the kitchen and living room so we can have the privacy I want. Natasha is quiet as she waits for me to speak. As soon as I got on my bike I wanted to see her. She’s fucking gorgeous.

“I had to see you.” I tell her.

“You did?” Natasha actually looks shocked.

“I’m taking you out.” I suddenly decide.

“What?” She laugh.

“Let’s go on a date.” I announce, even this sounds fucking crazy to me. “Right now.”

“We’re going on a date on Saturday.” The look on her face is adorable. It’s a mixture of excitement and confusion.

“Yeah I know, but I want to take you out now.” I plead.

“Ok.” She finally gives in. “Let me go change.”

I stop Natasha from running away. “You look gorgeous.”

She looks down at herself laughing. “You’re lying.”

I take a step toward her backing her up against the kitchen units. I take her beautiful face into my hands, trying to be gentle when I want to do is crush myself on her.

“I would never lie about how beautiful you are or lie to you full stop.” I gently kiss her. “You look perfect, now let’s get out of here.”

Natasha laughs as we run out the house, behaving like naughty school kids.

“Where are you two running off to?” Lauren shouts as we run out the front door.

We carry on running down the path until we get to my bike.

“Hey!” Lauren shouts again.

I see Natasha laughing and look up to see that Grim has lifted her into a fireman’s lift before he shuts the door. I’m guessing my brother is liking the privacy too.

“Have you been on a bike?” I ask her.

“No.” Natasha admits.

I help her get on and give her a quick rundown and what she should do to make this a better experience. I sit in front of her and get ready to start my precious Harley.

“Hold on tight.”

Natasha wraps her arms around me but I help her snuggle closer so there’s no space between my back and her front. I can feel her chest moving as she breathes and the slight shake of her body. I bring my beauty to life and she purrs beneath us. Natasha’s arms tighten around me and I grin as I speed away, loving having Natasha so close.

I love being on my bike, the fresh air hitting me in the face and having a hot engine roar to my commands. As a biker the road calls to me and I know how cheesy that sounds, but it’s true. Every man who owns a bike will know what I’m talking about. If I haven’t been on my bike all day, I’m itching to. I don’t feel right and I have to get my fix.

I fucking love being on the road! Before I got to know Natasha and started spending time with her, this was my favourite thing in the world. Now that’s changed. Having Natasha holding on behind me, the way I get to feel her body on mine and the hear in between her thighs as she spreads them wide to wrap around me, squeezing me, feels fucking awesome.

This is my new favourite thing to do now and I don’t know what I’ll do if she doesn’t want to do this again.

I didn’t know riding on the back of a bike would be so freeing and sexual at the same time. My hair blows in the wind, whipping behind me and I hold on tight to Devlin. I love that I don’t have to have an excuse to hold him like this, I don’t have a choice so I’m going to enjoy this while I can. It’s not long until we reach a small house. It’s cute, and I look to Devlin in question as he helps me from his bike.

“Come on, I’ll introduce you.” He takes my hand and leads me to the front door. I want to ask him where we are or who the hell he wants to introduce me to, but it’s so silent that I’m afraid to talk.

Devlin knocks just the once and then helps himself inside. We walk right into the bright yellow kitchen and I see a middle aged woman standing doing the dishes. She turns and immediately smiles at Devlin.

“Devlin.” She greets, looking very happy to see him.

“Aunt Carol.” He hugs her and I relax. Of course, she’s family and I really like that she is.

“Be quiet, I just got the kids to sleep.” She instructs him and then turns to me. “Devlin likes to be loud and wake the babies up.”

I smile, Aunt Carol seems really nice and I notice quickly that she’s obviously from Laura’s side of the family. There are too many similarities to ignore between the two of them.

“Aunt Carol, this is Natasha.” Devlin introduces and Carol leans in for a hug.

“Pleased to meet you.” She smiles. “You’re a pretty one.”

Her words embarrass me. Why do I feel like a teenage girl on her first date? “Lovely to meet you.” I reply, feeling Devlin’s eyes on me.

“Would you two like a drink?” She asks, probably wondering why we’re here. That makes two of us.

“No, thanks Aunt Carol.” Devlin declines. “I just wanted to drop in and say hello before I took Natasha on a walk.”

Aunt Carol’s eyebrows rise. “Oh you’re going on a walk?”

Devlin weirdly looks a little shy and I’m shocked. We all say our goodbyes and Devlin takes my hand as he leads me onto the garden surrounding Aunt Carols house. Considering the size of the house it’s surprising how large the grounds are.

“She was nice.” I say as I look around.

“Yeah, she’s cool.”

“She’s you mother’s sister?” I ask.

“That obvious?” Devlin laughs.

“Where are we going?” I finally ask.

“Hold on, we’re nearly there.” Devlin answers, tugging on my hand.

We continue to hold hands until we reach a large tree.

“Wow.” I say, looking up and noticing a decent tree house. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a tree house, never mind go in one.

“Come on, let me show you around.” Devlin climb a few steps up the ladder and looks back down to me, grinning like an excited child.

“You brought me to a tree house.” I laugh, following him up and really enjoying the view of his ass.

“Not just any tree house.” He helps me up the final step. “This was mine.” He holds me tight against him as I look around.

“Cool.” And I mean it. As a kid, this private den would have been awesome! There’s even some beanbags in the corner. A bookshelf in another with books, colouring books and more stacking up.

“Well, not just mine. I had to share it.” He points to his name engraved in the wood and surround his are the names, Drew, Kai and Brandon. That’s so cute.

“I would have loved one of these as a kid.” I admire.

“My grandad built it for is us because we loved visiting him. When he died five years ago, Aunt Carol inherited the house.” He lets me go and looks around the place, reminding himself of his childhood memories. Being here, I feel like I know him a little more. It’s nothing huge, but it’s more than I’ve ever had with any other man.

Eventually, we huddle up on the rug together. Devlin is sat with his back up against the wooden wall and I am lying across him with my head in his lap. Devlin strokes my hair and it feels so good a moan escapes me. As soon as it does I tense and he laughs.

“Don’t worry babe, I’m not going to pounce on you. Even if you do sound sexy as hell.” He leans down and plants a kiss on my cheek.

I sit up and really look at him. Here’s a man who looks sexy as fuck with his tattoos and dangerous demeanour but he’s not dangerous, at least not to me. He’s so sweet and caring, what girl wouldn’t like that? After what I’ve been through, it’s what I crave even if it does scare me.

I scoot closer to him, wanting to be close and Delvin’s eyes become sexy intense. I fucking love when he does that.

“Natasha, you’re so beautiful baby.” Devlin closes the distance.

I smile, looking down at our connected hands. “You’re not too bad yourself biker boy.”

He laughs at that. “You know I will wait for you right?”

“What?” I ask incredulously.

“Tash, I know you went through some hard times but I want you to know that I’m waiting for you. I want you, not just for sex but,” He stops talking, looking down at the floor and struggling with his words. “Fuck it, Tasha I want you as my old lady.”

My eyes widen and my breathe jolts. “What?” I realise that I’m repeating myself, but I don’t know what else to say!

“Don’t answer yet, I know you’re not ready but I want you to know that I’m not in this with you for a one time fuck. I want us babe, together.” His eyes bore into mine and I believe him.

I can’t believe that he wants me as his Old Lady, but then I remember that he hasn’t seen my ugly scars. He won’t want me forever when he sees them. Devlin comes even closer to me and wraps his hand behind my head. He secures me in place as he kisses me. I close my eyes and lose myself in him, I don’t want to worry about my insecurities right now because I want to enjoy myself. I really do want Devlin. I’m not stupid enough to ignore the fact that I am developing some sort of feelings for him but I’m terrified.

The kiss gets heated pretty fucking quickly and my hands feel Devlin everywhere. I manage to get under his shirt and touch his naked skin on his stomach. I can feel where the ridges of his muscles are and my insides clench. Fuck me he feels and looks divine!

Devlin leaves me to it, letting me familiarise myself with him. My arm brushes against his hardness and I know for a fact he is enjoying this as much as I am. I look up and meet his eyes, he looks very fucking horny.

“Shit.” He curses. “Let’s get you home baby.”

As horny as I am right now, I respect him looking out for me and nod in agreement. Devlin gets up and reaches down to help me up, when he does his arms snake around me. He looks down to my lips and within seconds we’re kissing again. He backs me up against the wall and presses his dick on me, making me moan. God, if I wasn’t so scared about him seeing me right now I would tear of his clothes and fuck him senseless.

We break away, breathless and shaky.

“Come on baby.” Devlin helps me down the ladders and we walk quickly to his bike.

“Thank you.” I whisper.

“For what?” He asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

“Tonight.” I melt into him. “I really enjoyed it.”

“No problem baby. I had to come and see you.”

“I’m glad you did.”

He helps me onto his bike again and we slowly ride down the road. When we’re a safe distance from his Aunts, he lets his engine roar and we fire away. I hold him tight, cuddling his back and turning my head so I can see everything passing by.

When we get to Lauren and Grim’s place, Devlin turns off the bike and walks me to the door.

“You wanna come in?” I ask him.

“Are you sure?” He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ears.

“I’d like to sleep beside you.” I admit and his face breaks out in a huge grin.

“Then that’s what you’re getting.”

We go up to my room, not seeing Lauren or Grim on our way and I’m glad. I run into the bathroom shocked that Devlin is in my room! I look at myself in the mirror, preparing myself for my panic attack to begin and I’m shocked when it doesn’t. Don’t get me wrong, there’s a little nervousness there but nothing compared to when we first kissed. That was a mistake, as soon as our lips touched I ran away but now I feel that this is right. I take a deep breath and undress into a pair of really short shorts and a slinky vest top. My sleepwear covers enough skin to keep most of my scars hidden, but it still shows enough to make me feel scared of walking out the door.

I have to do this, not only for myself but because I feel like Devlin needs this too. He’s a fucking great guy and he’s waited long enough for me. I’m not going to have sex with him tonight, I know that for a fact but we will be sleeping side by side and that’s enough to get my heart pumping.

“You ok in there babe?” I hear Devlin from the other side of the door.

“Yeah.” My voice comes out weak, clearing my throat I speak louder. “Yeah I’m coming.”

As my hand covers the door handle, I take another deep and calming breath before I slowly open the door and face my fears. I really hope Devlin don’t freak out at the sight of my scars. To his credit, when he sees me his eyes widen a little and I see the shock on his face. It could be because he hasn’t seen me show so much skin, but I also think it’s down to seeing my red and shiny scars.

Devlin walks closer to me as I stand awkwardly in the doorway. I watch as he looks at my exposed scars.

“Babe.” He whispers, still looking me over.

“I know, they’re disgusting.” I look down at the floor, hanging my head in shame.

“Hey.” Devlin lifts my head back up with one finger. “Don’t you dare, you’re beautiful Natasha.”

“But my scars.” I whimper.

“Are you.” He points out, giving me those gorgeous intense eyes again. “Every part of you is what makes you simply beautiful.” His words make my bottle lip wobble and he pulls me into a cuddle. The fucking best one I’ve ever had. Devlin’s arms wrap around me while one of his hands tangle in my hair holding me against him so I can’t move. Not that I want to, I’m very happy where I am.

He leads me over to the bed and sits beside me. He sweeps my hair from my wet face, I didn’t even realise I had started to cry. All I was thinking about was being so close to Devlin. As I’m sitting down, my shorts ride up even more and he gets a glimpse of my deepest and ugliest scars. It’s one of the freshest scars too. Strike gave it to me just a couple of weeks before Grim showed up with the rest of his brothers and helped get us out of there. The scar is red and still a little raised from my smooth flesh. It starts from the inside of my thigh and wraps around to finish on my hip. It was where Strike’s whip sliced me, you can imagine how it struck as you look at it. Devlin can only see half of it because my shorts cover where it ends on my waist but he can see enough. When he looks back to my eyes I see the horror reflected and all I do is nod.

“Who?” He growls.

“Strike.” I whisper in reply. “A few weeks before we got out of there.”

“I’m glad you did.” He leans his forehead on mine and we stay like that, just being close and quiet, until I get sleepy. I scoot over in the corner and pat the bed for Devlin to join me. He gives me his side smile that is fucking adorable and stands. I can’t help but watch as he undresses, first his boots and socks. When he unbuckles his belt and I swallow my sudden dry throat, still not taking my eyes from him. Devlin then places his leather vest over my chair in the corner and then rips his top over his head. Throwing that over his vest, he turns his back to me and take down his jeans and I see his tight ass. I’m shocked his completely commando and when he turns he has his hand covering his cock, but I see his muscled stomach and that delicious V shape pointing down the place I want to see most of all.

Devlin walks over to the bed. “You’re perving.”

“It’s kind of hard not to when you strip naked.” I laugh.

Devlin gets into bed and I feel his body heat radiating from him. “I can’t sleep with clothes on babe. It’s either naked or I go back to the clubhouse.”

I look him over from my spot in the bed. “Naked is fine.”

“Come here.” He holds his arm out and I scoot closer, fitting into the spot beside him.

“Thank you.” I finally speak.

“For what?” Devlin asks, his voice sounding tired.

“Not running when you saw my scars.” I begin to let my fingers wander over his abs.

“Why would you think I would do that?” He asks me, sounding a little angry.

I don’t know how to respond, so I keep quiet letting my fingers still glide over him.

“Tasha, I want you to be my old lady, scars or no fucking scars. I will wait for you.” He voice comes out strong and I have no doubt he means what he’s saying. I lay a single kiss on his hand that rests over me and he squeezes me, kissing my forehead.

“Night babe.”

“Goodnight.” I whisper, closing my eyes and letting sleep claim me.

I wake the biggest fucking hard on. I’m not surprised because sleeping next to Natasha and not letting my dick near her is fucking hard work! I’m glad she’s not awake yet because I don’t want her seeing me like this. That would be fucking embarrassing. I slide out of bed, careful not to wake her and slide into my jeans. I look back to the bed and see Natasha looking up at me, guess I wasn’t as quiet as I thought.

“Running away?” She asks with a smile, but I see the doubt in her eyes and I hate the fuckers who did that to her. When Natasha told me it was Strike who put that scar on her, probably most of them too, I wanted nothing more than to find the bastard and kill him. Fuck my dad’s plan, I want him dead. I sit on the edge of the bed, leaning over to kiss her.

“No babe, just have to speak with Grim that’s all.”

“Ok.” I see the relief wash over her and my blood boils. She’s the most beautiful woman I have known and she shouldn’t feel so shit about herself. I will make it my life’s goal to make her feel as gorgeous as I see her every day of her life because she will be mine. I just have to play the patient game and suffer with this hard on for a little while longer.

Natasha is worth it.

“I’ll be back to see you before I leave ok?” I kiss her again for good measure and let my hand smooth over her exposed scars. “Don’t cover up anymore, you won’t lose me.”

She lays back down and gives me that cute smile that sends blood rushing to my cock again. Her hair is in a mess all over the pillow, the top she has worn to bed is showing the tightness around her breasts, she fucking looks like a porn star and I fight with myself not to get back in that bed.

“I thought you had to talk with Grim, I can smell bacon so I know he’s up.” She rolls her eyes.

I get out my phone from my pocket and take a quick snap of her. Natasha’s eyes bug out and she covers her face, but it’s too late, I’ve already got the shot and it’s fucking perfect.

“Oh my god!” She shrieks.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t get you.” I lie.

“Oh thank god!” She peaks through her fingers to check my phone is away.

I laugh as I leave the room, loving that I have a secret photo of her. Sure enough when I get downstairs, I see Grim at the oven frying some bacon. The smell hits my nose and my mouth waters.

“Make me one brother.” I ask as I step into the kitchen.

“Already have.” He indicates to the plate on the table. “I heard you coming down and made you some.”

“Cheers bro.” I pat him on the back. “So you knew I was here?”

“I saw your bike out front this morning, you should have put it in the garage.” He points out.

“I’ll remember that for next time.” I say before biting into my in bacon sandwich.

“Next time?” He laughs.

I nod and his smile drops. He knows I’m being deadly serious and says nothing. Smart man.

Some people will think it might be weird that both men are the first to wake up, but in this life you have little sleep and you quickly get used to it. You have shit to deal with until late at night and then have more shit to see to first thing in the morning. After we finish our food, Grim disappears upstairs as I talk to dad about today’s business. I want to see him. I need to persuade him to let me kill Strike. Of course, my dad doesn’t like this idea.

Grim returns with a clean shirt and socks for me so I run back to Natasha’s room to get dressed. Plus, I want to see her before I have to leave because now my dad wants to give me a piece of his fucking mind and he’s in full club President mode. When I walk into Natasha’s room I see her in just a towel, dripping wet. Fuck me.

“Fuck you look sexy.” I shut the door behind me and quickly make my way over to her. As soon as I reach her I grab her close and kiss the living daylights out of her. Hearing her sweet moans makes my dick grow and I thrust against her.

“Wow.” She whispers as we break apart. Without saying a thing, I put on Grim’s shirt and socks and then my boots and leather vest. All the while we look at each other, not saying a thing.

“I’ll catch ya later baby.” I kiss her again, this time longer and more dick thrust. I want to be on her mind all day.

“I’ll look forward to it.”

Shit, this woman has got me securely by the balls. She must know that if I want her to be my old lady how I feel about her right? I’m shit scared of saying those all-important words.

I give her a wink before leaving her standing looking back at me, fuck that was hard to do.