I wake the next morning with Logan’s head between my legs, and his mouth doing amazing things. My body vibrates with pleasure as his tongue swirls around my clit, causing my hips to rise off the bed. Looking down at him through my lashes, I see Logan’s beautiful eyes staring back at me. His hot mouth is licking and biting while my breaths become frantic, and my hands fist the sheets.

“Don’t stop,” I plead breathlessly.

“Not a chance,” he growls sliding his finger inside, pressing against my g-spot.

I’m so close. I feel it as my legs begin to shake. A whimper escapes my mouth when he pulls out of me. Not wasting any time, he slides both hands under me, grabbing my ass, pulling me closer to his mouth. Just when I think it’s too much, his mouth closes around my clit, and he sucks. I throw my head back crying out his name as my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me lightheaded and spent.

Moments later I feel Logan slowly kissing his way up my body, until his mouth is on mine, causing me to taste myself on his lips.

Pulling away, he peers down at me.

“Morning, Angel.”

“Morning,” I reply, with a lazy smile.

He climbs out of bed, completely comfortable with his nudity, as he should be. Logan is a beautiful man, with his broad shoulders, six pack abs, and don’t even get me started on that ass.

“Come on, babe. Let’s get a shower before we head to the clubhouse.”

“Why are we going to the clubhouse?”

“Prez called earlier. Said he needs us there.”

“Okay, but I need to go pick my sister up at her friend’s house soon.”

“No problem, babe. Now come on.”

Standing under the spray of the hot water feels so good on my skin. Especially since Logan has taken it upon himself to wash me. His hands slowly roam all over my body, paying special attention to my breasts. When he reaches between my legs, I close my eyes letting out a moan.

Wanting to return the favor for what he did to me just moments ago, I drop to my knees in front of him. . His long, thick cock making my mouth water.

Reaching up, I wrap my hand around his shaft. His size making my hands look so small. Looking up, I meet his eyes. I’ve only given head a handful of times before to a guy I dated for about four months my last year of high school. Though he never complained, I’m not completely confident in my ability to please Logan. I’m positive he has had more experienced women.

“Go on, beautiful,” he says, encouraging me.

Pushing those thoughts away, I bring the head of his cock to my mouth, swiping my tongue across the tip to catch the bead of precum, causing him to moan. I close my eyes, relishing the taste of him.

Playing off his reaction, I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock a bit, before taking half of his length in my mouth, while my hand works the rest of his shaft. Never taking my eyes off his. I see the heavy rise and fall of Logan’s chest, and the set of his jaw line, telling me he wants to take control but is letting me take the lead, allowing me to go at my own pace.

Reaching down, Logan grabs a handful of my hair as I take his cock all the way to the back of my throat.

“Fuck,” Logan hisses.

He begins to pump in and out of my mouth, holding my hair so tight it stings a little. I love it.

“Your mouth looks so fuckin’ good wrapped around my cock, Angel.”

I’m so turned on.

Logan must be able to read my thoughts because he asks, “Is sucking my cock turning you on? Your pussy’s wet, isn’t it?”

All I can do is hum my response.

“Put your fingers on your clit, Bella. I want to watch you while you suck my dick.”

I begin to rub my clit and it doesn’t take long before I can feel my orgasm building, as he continues to fuck my mouth.

Moments later Logan stills, as jets of warm, salty cum hit the back of my throat as my own orgasm crashes over me.

Reaching down he picks me up, pulling me into him, and rests his forehead on mine. The now lukewarm water is cascading over both of us.

“Fuckin’ perfect,” he says, breathlessly.

* * *

Logan and I pull up to the clubhouse and park. Getting off the bike, I hand him my helmet. As we make our way inside, Logan holds my hand. The fact that he’s not trying to hide that we’re together causing my belly to flutter a little.

Last night the club had been loud, full of bikers and scantily dressed women. This morning it’s quiet. I only see a few of Logan’s brothers. Gabriel is in his corner, drinking what I’m guessing is coffee, and Quinn is sitting at the bar with his own cup too.

Taking a seat at the bar, Logan motions for Austin to bring us some coffee. “Bella wants sugar and a shit ton of cream,” he tells Austin.

“Well, look at you two being all cute and shit,” Quinn says interrupting us.

“Shut the fuck up, asshole. It’s too early for your shit,” Logan tells him.

I look over at Quinn. He winks at me, and I smile. I’m used to his crazy ass by now.

Austin sets my cup in front of me, and just as I’m about to bring it to my mouth, I see that fucking bitch Cassie, slide right up next to Logan.

“Hey, Logan,” she purrs, while running her hand up his arm.

Obviously, the whore has lost her damn mind. Just as Logan is about to say something, I put my hand on his chest. “It’s okay, baby. I got this one.” Very calmly, I stand up from my stool, getting right in Cassie’s face. “You have about two seconds to take your hands off what’s mine. You see, my sister being with me the other day in the store was the only reason I walked away. Make no mistake, I won’t be walking away twice,” I warn her.

“Logan, baby? Are you going to let this little bitch talk to me like that?”

That’s it.

In one swift move, I bring my fist up, punching the whore right in her nose. I hit her so hard, it causes pain to explode in my hand. The crunch I felt when hitting her nose is satisfying though.

Cassie drops to the floor cupping her nose. Her shrieking sounds like a dying cat.

“Fuck me! I think you broke her nose, sweetheart,” Quinn says.

I see Logan looking at me with an intense look on his face. He then turns his attention to Cassie, who is still on the floor. “You stay your ass there,” he barks out.

Turning back to the bar he tells Austin to get a bag of ice. “Sit. Let me see your hand, babe.”

He hisses at my swelling, red knuckles as he places the ice pack on my hand.

“Watching you punch that bitch, and claiming me as yours, has my dick so fuckin’ hard,” He growls in my ear.

“I do hate to interrupt you two, but what do you want to do with her?” Quinn questions Logan, pointing at Cassie, who now has a towel to her nose to stop the bleeding.

Logan turns his attention back to Cassie, who is glaring up at me. “You need to get your shit and leave. You’re no longer welcome in this clubhouse.”

Cassie stares at Logan, with her mouth gapped open. “You don’t mean that? You’re kicking me out because of her?” she yells, pointing her finger at me.

“Bella is my woman. You just fuckin’ disrespected her. Hell fuckin’ yeah, I mean it.”

“Your woman?” Cassie sputters.

“Gabriel,” Logan barks.

I look over to see he’s coming this way. Gabriel is so quiet, I forgot he was even in the room.

“Make sure Cassie gets all her shit, then escort her off King’s property,” Logan instructs him.

“You got it, brother.” Reaching down, Gabriel grabs Cassie’s arm. “Let’s go,” he grunts.

“About fuckin’ time you dealt with Cassie’s crazy ass,” Quinn says out loud, as we watch Gabriel lead her out of the room.

“Yea, brother. It was definitely overdue.”

Coming over to me and taking my uninjured hand, Logan guides me from the stool I’m sitting in.

“Come on. We need to go see Jake.”

Logan and I walk into Jake’s office, when I go to sit, Logan stops me. He sits in the chair first, then pulls me down to his lap.

“Alright, Prez. What’s up?”

Letting out a sigh, Jake leans forward in his chair. “After our conversation last night, I made some calls. Lee has been hangin’ around Los Demonios lately.”

As soon as Jake says that, I feel Logan stiffen under me.

“So, what exactly does that mean?” I ask.

“Not fuckin’ sure, but I don’t like it,” Jake tells me. “For now, I want you and Alba staying here at the clubhouse.”

“Fuckin’ right they’ll be staying here,” Logan says.

I don’t even have to think about it. I trust both men. If they say my sister and I need to stay here, then that’s what we will do.

“Let me call Alba really quick. She stayed at a friend’s house last night, and I need to go pick her up.”

I tap her contact in my phone. She answers on the second ring. “Hey, Bella. What’s up?”

“Alba, I’m going to come pick you up at Emma’s house. I should be there in about twenty minutes.”

“I’m already home,” she tells me.

“When did you get home?”

“About ten minutes ago. Emma’s mom brought me home.”

“You should have called me. You know I don’t want you home alone.”

“It’s fine. Lee isn’t even here.”

“Hold on, Alba.”

Looking at Logan, I tell him, “I need to go get my sister.”

“Not by yourself you’re not. We’ll go back to my place to get my truck. That way we can grab all your shit while we’re at your house.”

Jake stands and opens the door, motioning for Gabriel to come into the office.

“Gabriel, I need you to go over to Bella’s house and pick up her sister. Bella, tell Alba that Gabriel will be there in ten,” Jake instructs.

Alba was a little apprehensive about Gabriel coming to get her, but I assured her it was okay, and that I would explain what was going on when she got here.

After going back to Logan’s house to get his truck, we head to my place so I can get some of mine and Alba’s stuff. “How much do you think I need to pack?” I ask him as I walk into our bedroom.

“Everything. You won’t be coming back.”

“What are you talking about? I live here. Of course, I’m coming back. Just as soon as all this shit with Lee is over.”

“I claimed you last night, Bella. That means you’re mine. Therefore, you’ll be staying with me indefinitely,” he informs.

“I’m not just going to up and move in with you Logan. I have my sister to think about. I would never leave her.”

Logan’s face goes soft, “I know you wouldn’t, Angel. I would never ask you too. That’s why she’s coming too. My place is plenty big enough. She’ll even have her own room.”

I’m completely shocked at what he’s saying.

“Really?” I ask.

“Of course. You’re my woman, and Alba is your sister. That makes her family. I’ll not only take care of you, but I’ll take care of her too. There’s nothing I won’t do for you, Angel.”

Blinking away the tears that are threatening to fall, I walk over to Logan and wrap my arms around him.

He places his finger underneath my chin, tilting it up, then kisses me. It’s not just a kiss, but a promise to take care of me. A promise to give me everything.

“Logan, I need to go to the diner to talk to my mom,” I tell him while sitting in his truck after leaving my house. “If she comes home and sees all of mine and Alba’s stuff gone, she’ll worry.”

“So, let her fuckin’ worry. It’s because of her husband that you’re leaving in the first place.”

“Logan, I understand what you’re saying, but she’s still my mother. Even though she has made some poor choices, I refuse to turn my back on her. She’s been a victim too.”

He lets out a sigh. “I get it. I don’t agree with you, but I get it.”

We pull up and park in front of the diner my mom works at.

“You go on in and talk to your mom, babe. I’ll wait out here for you. I got some calls to make.”

I walk in, spotting my mom behind the counter, filling drinks.

“Hey, Mom,” I say when I reach the counter.

“Hey, sweetheart. What are you doing here?” She smiles.

“I need to talk to you. Can you take a break?”

“Sure. Just go sit in the corner booth, and I’ll be over in a few minutes.”

I’m sitting in the booth when I look out the window. I see Logan on the phone, having what looks like a very intense conversation.

“So, what’s up, sweetie?”

“I wanted to let you know that Alba and I won’t be home for a while. In fact, we probably won’t be coming back.” I’m gauging her reaction, and she doesn’t look the least bit surprised. Why would she be? She knows how things have been, dealing with Lee.

“I think that’s for the best, Bella. I think Lee has gotten mixed up with some bad people.”

“Yeah, Mom, he has,” I tell her, confirming her suspicions.

“I kicked him out for good,” she tells me staring out the window.

I’m shocked. “What?”

“Yeah. I told him yesterday that my girls come first, that I wanted him to leave.”

I honestly can’t believe what I’m hearing right now.

“You did that for us? For me and Alba?” I ask her.

“Bella, believe it or not, I love you and your sister very much. I let you both down. I let myself down. I won’t make the same mistakes I did with your father. I did what I had to do to protect you then and I’m doing what I need to do to protect you both now. Never again, I promise.”

My dad? She did what she had to do to protect us then?

A knot forms in my stomach at the mention of our father. My mom seeing my discomfort, changes the subject.

“Is that your guy out there?” she asks pointing out the window at Logan.

Nodding I say, “Yeah, Mom. He’s mine.”

“Does he make you happy, sweetheart. Does he treat you right?”

“He makes me very happy. Logan and his club have been nothing but wonderful to me and Alba.”

I smile just thinking about all those crazy ass men.

Patting my hand, she tells me, “I’m happy for you then Bella.” I know she means it.

“Well, sweetheart. I need to be getting back to work. Call me. Let me know you’re doing okay?”

Standing up, I give my mom a hug.

“Sure. I’ll see you later, okay Mom?”

I watch her as she heads back behind the counter. I silently pray that she’s strong enough to get her life back.

Walking out to Logan’s truck, I see he is no longer on the phone.

“You get shit straight with your mom?”

“Yeah, Logan. Everything is good. She kicked Lee out, permanently. Said she was done.”

“Good for her, babe,” he says taking my hand in his and linking our fingers.

“Now, let’s take all this shit to our house and get it unloaded before we head to the clubhouse. I know you’re anxious to see your sister.”

I smile, welcoming the butterflies in my stomach as he says ‘our house’.

I walk into the clubhouse with Logan, immediately scanning the room looking for Alba. I spot Gabriel first because, as usual, he’s in his spot. I take in the weird, intense look on his face. Following his gaze, my eyes land on my sister who is sitting on the couch with her Kindle.

I let my eyes dart back and forth between her and Gabriel, who has his eyes boring into Alba. My sister is so into her book, she’s clueless.

I turn to Logan who has made the same observation as me.

“Well fuck.”