Chapter 23
Brooklyn
I was sitting on Gunner’s Harley behind him; with my arms wrapped tightly at his waist. I could feel the wind in my hair, it lashed against my face and nothing felt sweeter than this freedom.
I laid my face on Gunner’s back and I felt his muscles move underneath my cheek. I’d thought he was dead. Viper had convinced me that they got him. But here he was, in the flesh and I was holding him. He had saved me, just like I knew he would.
This man who I thought I didn’t know, was now the only person in the world I could trust. It was strange to imagine that the people who I considered to be family were the ones who had put me in this situation. This guy who I had just met was the one who had saved me from them.
I slipped my fingers underneath his t-shirt, just to feel the warmth of his skin. I breathed in deeply and his scent tingled my nose. Just an hour ago, I believed that I was going to be forced to have sex with some kind of monster. Gunner had saved me from it.
I was surprised when he slowed the bike and eventually brought it to a stop on the side of the road. The sound of the cop sirens was still in the air, but we were far enough away for nobody to find us.
Gunner turned to me, before jumping off the bike.
“I needed to stop,” he said in a deep throaty voice. His blue eyes were sparkling and he looked strong and I bit down on my lip.
“Why?” I asked him and without saying anything, he leaned towards me and pressed his lips to mine. I gasped when our mouths touched and I sucked in his breath. His hands had reached up for my face and he was holding me in position, sliding his tongue in and out of my mouth. It was the same motion he would have used if his cock was inside me and I couldn’t stop myself from imagining it. I wanted him inside me again. At this most inappropriate moment!
Gunner pulled himself away from me and I noticed that he had a smile on his face.
“You were touching me. I needed to kiss you,” he said and I sensed my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interfere with the ride,” I said and he leaned over and kissed my lips lightly again.
“It isn’t your fault that you have an irresistible effect on me,” he said and I was blushing again.
He was leaning against me, against the parked bike, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I felt safe there with him, like nothing could happen to me. He was strong and muscular and he smelt of fire and metal. I wanted his mouth on mine again, but I was too shy to initiate a kiss.
“Brooklyn…are you hurt?” he asked, placing a hooked finger underneath my chin. With that he tipped my face up towards him and peered into my eyes.
“Not physically. Not anymore,” I said in a soft voice. Gunner’s eyes had turned stormy again. He was angry about something, when all I could feel was joy. Joy at seeing him again.
“You said they hit you,” he said and I shook my head.
“That was before, in my apartment. They didn’t after that,” I said and Gunner studied my face, as though he was looking for bruises or Vipers.
“I shouldn’t have left you alone in the apartment,” he said and I shook my head.
“It wasn’t your fault. I should have listened to you and left the bar with you last night. Then none of this would have happened,” I said and he stroked my chin gently with his thumb. His eyes were still focused on me.
“You didn’t know. You trusted them and you were loyal to your family’s memory,” he said and I gulped.
“How could they do this to me? Daddy…Luke…” I began to say and he took me into his arms again. The tears that were flooding my eyes again seemed to disappear the moment our bodies met.
“They would never would have condoned this, Brooklyn. You can’t blame them,” he said and I buried my face in his chest. I could have spent my life in his arms, that was how relieved I was to be there. He was stroking my hair affectionately now.
“What’s going to happen to the girls?” I asked, without looking at him.
“I’m not sure, but Axel will make sure that they are taken care of. We don’t know how long they’ve been in captivity at that warehouse. We don’t know where they’re from,” he said and gently pulled me away from him so that he could look into my eyes. “But I promise you, Brooklyn, I’ll make sure that they get away as far as possible from here,” he said and I nodded my head.
“I can’t believe I’m with you…you’re with the Bad Disciples,” I said with a laugh.
“Jenson would have been disappointed in you. I mean, Luke,” he said and I shook my head.
“Are you kidding me? He wouldn’t have been with the Dragon Knights anymore if he knew what they were doing. He wouldn’t have let them treat me like this. And he would have been grateful to you for what you did for me,” I said and Gunner leaned in to place a long wet kiss on my forehead.
“I don’t need thanks for this, Brooklyn. I came for you because of myself. Because I wanted to see you safe. Because I wanted us to be together again,” he said and this time, I couldn’t stop myself from beaming. I kissed him, sucking his lips into my mouth and he leaned me over the bike, holding me by my waist. Our lips remained locked together and I was convinced that he was never going to let me go.