Chapter Five
Sisu helped May to her feet and led her through the bar, her hand firmly in his grasp. He wasn’t about to let her out of his sight again. Never. He didn’t know what it would take, but he’d convince her soulmates did exist and she belonged to him.
The beast within him squirmed with anguish. The animal wanted everything now. He didn’t know how to wait. Sisu breathed slowly through his nose.
Easy now.
She would succumb to him. Already, she felt something, even if she didn’t realize it. And there was definitely sexual attraction. He hadn’t been lying when he told her he smelled her arousal. His cock throbbed at the memory of the thick musky scent. He glanced at May. He inhaled slowly. She intoxicated him, but he had to give her time to adjust. For the moment, he’d have to content himself with holding her near.
They walked past the bar and he caught Lee’s eye. His friend gave him the thumbs up.
“Should you be staying and helping? Lee said the business belonged to you,” May said.
“It’s not necessary. Lee’s got it under control.”
At least he hoped so. He hadn’t really found out what had transpired in his absence. May was his priority tonight, but he vowed to call Lee as soon as he sorted everything out with her.
He opened the door for her and took her to the alleyway at the back. The streetlight gave off a yellow glow that threw long shadows across every corner. He shuddered. He could feel eyes on him. The fact he still didn’t know why May and her brother had been hanging out with the Claws nagged at him.
“Did your brother owe the Claws a lot of money?” he asked.
“I’m-I’m not sure.”
Sisu grimaced. Her tone didn’t back up her words. He suspected she lied. Why? He took her in. Though she hadn’t released his hand, her nerves were apparent from her stiff posture and the constant plucking at her purse strap. He considered asking her about what she carried in there, but thought better of it. Maybe later, when they were somewhere safe. The alley was not the best place to hold a conversation.
“All right, sunshine. Here is my horse-drawn carriage.” He pointed at his Harley.
“That’s not a car.”
Sisu chuckled. “Very observant.” He pulled her closer and grasped his helmet. “You’re going to wear this. If I can’t protect you, this will help.”
He helped her into the protection gear, running his fingertips across her jaw. She shivered and closed her eyes. Sisu bit his lip. If it weren’t because he’d promised her he’d take it slow, he would ravage her mouth.
“I’m a good driver, and I promise I’ll go slowly, okay? All you need to do is hang on tight and mimic my motions, as in, lean with me when necessary.”
“I’m not sure this is a good idea, Sisu. Maybe I should take a cab.”
Sisu stared at her. Sisu. His name on her lips sounded decadent. What would it sound like when they made love? When he brought her to orgasm again and again and she pleaded for him to stop?
“Say it again,” he said.
“What?”
“Say my name again, May. I need to hear it.”
“Sisu?” she whispered.
He took in a shaky breath and leaned in to kiss her, but she turned away. Sisu ran his fingers through his hair. Patience. That was what he needed.
“Hey, it’s okay. I said I’d give you time. But, I’m taking you home yes or yes. I won’t let anything happen to you. Trust me.”
She shrank from him. Her uncertainty easy to read.
“I promise, May,” he said.
She chewed on her bottom lip for a few seconds, her gaze darting from the motorcycle to him and back. Finally, she nodded. Sisu smiled.
“Give me your address.”
She dictated the street and number and he typed it into the GPS attached to the handles.
“We’ll be there in no time.”
He climbed onto the bike and twisted to help her get on. The rear suspension dipped and she squealed.
“That’s normal, just hold on to me.”
Her arms immediately wrapped around him, squeezing. She pressed herself hard against him, her body heat traveling straight to his groin. Sisu bit back a groan. He vowed that one day, he’d fuck her over his bike.
He started the engine and rolled out into the main street. He sped up gradually, enjoying the freedom of riding his Harley with his woman at his back. She might have never ridden a bike before, but every time he dipped, she moved with him, every time he braked, her legs squeezed around him. They were dancing intimately at almost ninety miles per hour.
Finally, after almost forty minutes, the navigator announced they’d arrived to their destination. He slowed down.
“Is this it?” he shouted.
“Yes.”
Sisu parked in front of a modest one-story house with a lovely wooden porch, illuminated by moonlight and a lamp fixed on the wall. He jumped off the bike and hurried to help May.
“You okay?”
She struggled to undo the strap of the helmet. He placed his palms over hers. They shook.
“Allow me.”
She dropped her hands to her side. Gently, Sisu undid the strap and helped her out of it. A warm summer breeze blew her hair into her face. Unable to stop himself, Sisu brushed it back, tucking it behind her ears. The confusion in her eyes drew him in. Brown like autumn leaves flecked with sunshine, they pierced into his soul.
“May,” he muttered.
Her lips parted. He trailed his fingertips across her jaw, his thumb over her bottom bow. A tremble coursed through her and a small gasp escaped her lips. She stepped back.
“Thank you for driving me home, Sisu. Good night.”