Chapter Three
Hendrix
The way her body presses into mine turns me the fuck on. I want nothing more than to sink inside of her right this second, but I can’t. I hold back slightly because I have a weird feeling, one that I can’t even describe.
When the words fell from her lips, my dick was throbbing and ready to go. She wants me to take her against the door and fuck, do I ever want to shove my cock so deep inside of her that she never wants another man, but something feels… off.
I run my fingers along her shoulder and move the hair from her neck. That’s when I see it. It’s not huge, but I press my lips along the mark that I know all too well. When my lips touch it, her shoulder stiffens, and her whole body tightens. Instead of pointing out the mark, I just continue.
She was with him. I don’t know if she’s here to cause us problems, but I don’t really care right now. If he sent her for a reason, then I’m going to make sure to ruin her for him. She’ll never be his again.
I ignore the questions that are now spinning around in my head begging to get answers. I’ll ask her when the time is right, but right now? Right now, all I want to do is fuck her.
She’s standing naked in front of me. Her back pressed against my chest. My dick snug against her ass and I can’t help but wonder if he took her like this too. She has no fucking clue that he and I are practically the same people. My flesh and fucking blood. A goddamn traitor to everything we ever promised each other.
Hallum is no longer my family. He thought he was almighty and able to take over the fucking world, but he was nothing more than a fucking hypocrite.
I force myself to stop thinking about him and the mark he left on her skin.
Moving her so she’s pressed up against the wall, I kiss along her shoulder and give it a little nip. Her breathing quickens, and she presses back into me. Her ass rubbing against my dick in the best fucking way.
Pushing my jeans the rest of the way down, I kick them off and pull back enough to grip my cock. I run my hand up and down the shaft a few times before gripping the base and rubbing it against her skin. Bending my knees slightly, I position myself at her opening, not even bothering with a condom. The only thing I want is to feel her skin on skin, erasing every inch of him that she remembers.
I slam into her roughly, not really caring that I slam my body into hers. She whimpers when she hits the wall, but it doesn’t stop me from taking what I want. I run my nose along her throat and fuck she smells so damn good.
I’m used to women who wear more makeup and perfume than should be allowed. But Sydney is nothing like any of the women before her. She’s on a whole other level that I can’t wait to taint.
Hallum will never get another taste of her.
I thrust into her hard and deep, loving the little sounds that fall from her lips. My arm wraps around her chest and keeps her right where I want her. Every thrust, she’s pushing back onto my dick practically begging for more.
I bite down on her earlobe causing her body to shiver and a moan to fall from those beautiful lips of hers, lips that I can’t wait to get wrapped around my dick later.
Reaching my other hand around her body, I slide it down until I find her clit. I gather a little of her juices and start to rub her bundle of nerves. My lips attach to her neck as she whispers that she’s going to come.
I don’t let up even as she’s gasping for breath. Her pussy contracts around me tightly and I continue to thrust in and out of her until I feel my balls tighten and the familiar rush that I get every time I come.
I slam into her roughly as I come inside of her sweet fucking pussy, my balls draining inside of her cunt.
Sucking on her neck, I know I’m going to leave a mark on her, but I don’t care. Ryder will find out that she fucked someone and I’d be the first to admit it. I’m not afraid of him. He may be one badass motherfucker, but he’s always my brother, and that means something to him and me. A few punches may be thrown, but I’m a man and can take them because now that I’ve had her, there is no fucking way I’ll let her go back to Hallum.
As I come down from my high, I kiss down her neck and nip gently at her shoulder again before pulling out of her. She doesn’t say a word, only sighs and leans back into my chest. Moving her hair again, I kiss the other side of her neck before turning her around.
She’s got a blissful look on her face, and my hands go to her ass and lift her up. Her legs wrap around me, and her arms go around my neck, holding herself tightly to me. Walking her over to the bed, I lay us both down, starting to run my tongue along every inch of her chest that I can reach.
“That was…” She trails off, not getting another word out before I press my mouth to hers and kiss her deeply. All thoughts of everything else is wiped from my mind, and the only thing I see is her.
I pull back, and she releases her hold on me. I can already see the mark on her neck. It’s much darker than her tan skin, and I reach out to run my finger over it. The need to mark her again is flooding my senses, but I don’t move from where I am. I plan on taking my time with her for the rest of the night, leaving plenty of marks on her skin as I go. Being greedy won’t do anything but rush this.
Banging on my door pulls a frown from her, and I can’t help the grunt of frustration that comes out. It better be fucking good, whatever it is.
“What?” I call out as I stand from the bed, not really wanting to open the door if it’s Ryder on the other side of it.
“Prez wants to see you,” the voice calls from the other side of the door. I let my head fall forward before I run my hand along the strands of my hair, stopping at the back of my neck. I squeeze the back of my neck and sigh.
“I’ll be there in a minute.” I back at Syndey, and she has a knowing grin on her face. She thought that it was going to be her brother too.
“Lucked out this time,” she giggles. I stalk over to the bed and put a knee down beside her thigh and straddle her, forcing her to lie on her back.
“You going to stay put or should I tie you down to my bed?” I raise an eyebrow at her, and she reaches up to cup my cheek.
“As hot as I think it would be for you to tie me to your bed, I’ll be here.”
I move my face enough so I can kiss her palm before leaning down to kiss her on the lips.
“I’ll be back.”
She grins as I pull away.
Turning my back to her, I hear her breath catch and then the rustling of my sheets and blanket before her hands are running down my back, grabbing onto my ass. My entire back is covered in ink. Most people wouldn’t know it unless I took my shirt off and it’s rare that I do.
I feel one of her fingers start to trace over my skin, but I don’t let that stop me from grabbing my jeans that were discarded on the floor and pulling them on. She moves her hands along my skin until I reach for my shirt and pull it over my head, blocking her from more exploration of my back.
I grab my cut off the dresser and slip it on before shoving my feet back into my boots and making my way toward her. She’s naked as the day she was born and not even shy about it. Every inch of her skin is a golden color that is either natural or she tans in the nude. She’s got no visible tan line.
Grabbing the back of her neck, I pull her mouth to mine and kiss her deeply before releasing her and walking toward the door. I shoot her a wink before I open it and walk through it.
Part of me knows she’ll run. I’d be more surprised if she stuck around while I meet with Prez.
Something is nagging at me, telling me exactly what this is going to be about and even though I want to say fuck this shit and go back to bed with Syd, I have to face this head on. He’s going to ask me about my twin, Hallum. He’ll want me to find out more information about his whereabouts, but I still won’t know.
The only thing I know right now that I didn’t know before is that Syd has his mark on her skin. She may not have known it then, but he thinks he owns her. He marks the women that have been in his bed as some sick way of adding another notch to his bedpost, only the woman herself is the one with the notch.
I never understood it, but I’m sure that I’m about to find out what it all means.
Knocking on the door to Prez’s office, I wait for him to call out for me to come in.
“Come in.” His voice resonates through the closed door crystal clear.
Opening the door, I see Dominic, Brantley, and Nick standing around the desk while Cason sits behind it.
Shutting the door behind me, I stare at the men before me. All of them have been mentors, men that I look up to in a way that they will probably never know. I respect the hell out of them, and I hope to one day be the type of men they are.
Strong. Determined. Loyal.
“Thanks for coming in during the party. I know I’m probably taking you away from something, or someone, way more exciting than club business.”
I shrug, not really sure what he’s hinting at. Either they all know who I have back in my room, or they are just assuming that I was in there fucking someone that was at the party.
“No problem,” I answer before looking at each of their faces. I don’t see a hint of anything there, and I wait with bated breath for one of them to say something.
Cason leans back in his chair and motions to Brantley. He turns to face me more before he says a word. “We know who your brother is and have never once made it a topic of discussion. You’ve proved over time that you are nothing like him. We rode you harder during your prospecting time just to make sure, along with always watching your every move. I trust you, as do all the other brothers. We know you bleed this club just like we do, but…” he pauses and looks to Dominic.
Dominic continues where Brantley left off. “Sampson is starting to become a threat. He vowed to take us down because we accepted you into our family. He claimed that we took his only flesh and blood away and that he was going to make us pay for it.”
I can’t help but snort in laughter. “He is serious about that? In all the years I’ve known my brother, he has never been one to care what I did. We made a promise to always protect each other, but the minute he started doing the shit he is now, I told him I wanted nothing to do with him. He wants a war; I’ll give it to him. He is nothing to me. Not anymore.”