Invincible (15 page)

23.

(Rose)

I woke half naked in bed.

I was shocked, but only for a second, because I remembered what I had done the night before. Something had snapped in me. Sleeping so peacefully and then having Wes
’
s massive, rock hard hands and arms lift me up. Carrying me to the bedroom, my hands around his neck, my nose flooded with the scent of his skin. That mix of man, sweat, knowing he had been outside hours before fighting a man with a gun.

Whatever it was, something just attacked me. When he placed me down on the bed, I needed him. I wanted him. I craved his touch worse than anything ever in my life. I never acted boldly like that before, but Wes brought out a wild side that I couldn
’
t control. Especially when I was half asleep, half spaced out.

His touch brought me right back to reality. The pleasure. The feel of his fingers exploring. I hadn
’
t really expected to come so quick, but oh well.

I climbed out of the bed and checked the bedroom. There was no sign of Wes.

What the hell
…

I opened the bedroom door and let out a gasp. Wes was on the floor, on his back. For a moment I thought he was dead. Someone had come into the cabin and killed him. Maybe it was Luke and he was out there waiting for me.

Then Wes started to move. His left leg bent a little and he moved his right arm over his face, covering his eyes. But that wasn
’
t the only thing that moved on him. The large bulge that pressed against his jeans caught my attention.

Holy fuck.

There was no way that could be comfortable. To be that hard and have it pressing against the insides of his jeans. I swallowed hard as my body started to tingle. I was still naked from the waist down and the obvious was starting to happen to me.

Plus, it was morning and who didn
’
t enjoy it in the morning?

I slowly bent my knees and fell before Wes. I gently touched the bulge and confirmed that it was his cock that was rock hard. I opened the button with careful ease and unzipped his jeans. My hands grabbed the top of his boxers and I tugged them down, watching his beautiful and thick hardness pop free. The veins were so full and his dick so well defined, I swore I could have stared at it for hours.

But I didn
’
t want to stare at it
…

I gripped his shaft and squeezed, slowly stroking him. Wes had set a fire off inside me that I never felt before. I hurried to straddle him and leaned forward. He was starting to move again, his body waking itself up to the feeling of someone touching his dick.

When his eyes opened, he did a double take and groaned.
“
What the fuck, sweetie?
”

I thrust my hips forward and placed the engorged tip of his cock to my body and then smiled.
“
Ready?
”

“
Holy
…”

I lowered myself down.

I thought Wes was going to be the one to scream out. And why the hell not? How many times had he been woken up like this?
Then again, maybe I didn
’
t want to know.

The problem was that Wes didn
’
t scream. He hissed as he sucked in a breath. His hands slapped at my hips. And I was the one who screamed. My hands fell to his shoulders as a rush of pleasure made me feel paralyzed. My knees tried coming together but couldn
’
t. My body was so completely full that I felt like I couldn
’
t breathe. The end of his dick reached a depth I never knew was inside me.

And he gripped me tight and held me there. Then he started to rock me back and forth, making the pressure even more intense. There were little rushes of pain, but they were all replaced by bigger rushes of pleasure.

My hands curled tighter at his shoulders, clawing at him. When I found air to breathe, I let out another scream.

His hands then slipped around to under my legs. He lifted me and then thrust up, starting to fuck me. I brought my feet to the floor and tried to match him, riding his thick hardness, but he was too much for me. He was perfect, but he was completely in control within a second of me trying to surprise him.

I quickly grabbed at my shirt and tore it off. I had this urge to be completely naked and vulnerable to him. I unsnapped my bra and put my hands to his chest. I leaned forward, letting my breasts dance just inches from his face.

Wes then put a hand to my lower back and guided me slow and hard. His other hand cupped my right breast and his tongue went right to work, flicking up and down at my nipple. Right when I was about to cry out again, his mouth engulfed my breast, tasting me.

My body was then trapped in an endless state of pleasure. Throbbing between my thighs, going up to my breasts, and then right back down. My toes were curled. My hands stuck at his chest. My hair everywhere as I stared down at him, watching him fuck me and taste me.

Then his hands released their hold and he grabbed me at the back of my shoulders. As he pulled my mouth to his, I knew we were going to cross a very dangerous line. But I couldn
’
t stop it. I couldn
’
t stop my heart. I definitely couldn
’
t compete with Wes
’
s strength and wants. I was simply his
…

And he was mine.

Our lips grazed for a second before our mouths opened at the same time. They were locked into an impossibly hot kiss. Our tongues battled together, both of us groaning, moaning, losing all sense of surrounding to the sex. The hottest sex of my life. Wes
’
s body thrusting with such perfect. When he pulled back and down, I came down hard on him, my body crashing to his leg. His strong leg muscles hit me. The sound of our bodies hit. My breasts pressed against his chest, my sensitive nipples rubbing against the cloth of his shirt, only adding to surging feelings that raced through my body so freely.

We kissed as fast as we fucked.

And together, right there on the floor, we came together.

Wes put a hand to my lower back and pressed, keeping me down on him as his cock pulsed inside me. Over and over, each time leaving my body throbbing against him.

Time felt endless. Life felt good.

We were both invincible right then.

Nothing was better than kissing Wes. It was as though we were meant to be.

The kissing slowed but was just as hot. His hands touched my cheeks, commanding the kiss. Over and over. Leaving my body without a chance to calm down.

I was ready to go
…
and by the feel of it
…
Wes was getting ready too.

Then his cell phone rang and he damn near threw me off of him.

His whispered one word
…

“
Aton.
”

24.

(Wes)

I sat there, naked. Rose curled up and got to her feet. I stared at her nude body and couldn
’
t believe just how amazing she was. Curves in all the places. Her breasts full, creamy, her nipples with a light pinkish color. But that was nothing compared to the natural beauty of her face. Goddamn
…

“
Where are you?
”
Danny barked into the phone.

“
What
’
s wrong with Aton?
”
I asked.

“
What?
”

“
That
’
s why you
’
re calling, right?
”

“
No,
”
Danny said.
“
Where are you?
”

“
I
’
m fine. I
’
m safe.
”
I was still trying to catch my breath. Christ, my dick was still jumping and throbbing as it lost its steam. But trust me, one look at Rose and I
’
d fill right up again.

“
Nothing
’
s changed with Aton, Wes. He
’
s still in the hospital bed. Nothing has changed.
”

“
That
’
s a good thing,
”
I said.
“
I think. I mean, better than being dead.
”

“
Yeah, right,
”
Danny said.
“
Listen, I know it
’
s the time
…”

“
What?
”

“
Aton had a fight booked.
”

“
So? Cancel it.
”

“
We
’
re trying to contain this,
”
Danny said.
“
To see who finds out and how. To track everything down.
”

“
I thought you said
…”
I looked at Rose and she slipped into the bedroom.
“
I thought we were assuming it was Luke.
”

My pretend brother-in-law.

The Assassin.

“
Well, I don
’
t assume a fucking thing,
”
Danny said.
“
I want to know the goddamn truth in it all. I blame you for this, Wes. You brought this to our doorstep.
”

“
Fuck you,
”
I growled.
“
Fuck you.
”

“
Yeah, tough guy. Aton had a fight scheduled and it
’
s going to happen.
”

“
So why are you calling me about it?
”

“
You
’
re the one on the card, Wes. The only one on the card.
”

~ ~ ~

It didn
’
t make sense, but what was I supposed to do? Aton had the fight scheduled. There was money thrown at it. People were expecting to see some action. If I didn
’
t show, it was a forfeit and a loss on my record. Not that my record actually mattered, but a loss would fuck Aton. And considering he was in a hospital bed, out cold, machines keeping him alive, he wouldn
’
t be able to pay up or talk his way out of anything.

Danny insisted Aton
’
s situation be kept silent. That if anyone at the fight asked, Aton was in the back working on something else. Which was normally true for the fights. Danny and Tommy were the ones who scoured the floor and the circle, taking last second bets, keeping the peace when needed, and keeping the crowd excited for the next fight.

But a single fight?

Just me?

Fighting some guy?

That didn
’
t make sense at all.

I stood in the doorway and watched as Rose had a sheet wrapped around her body.

“
I have to go fight,
”
I said.

“
What?
”

“
I got a call. They
’
re trying to keep Aton under wraps. So I have to do this.
”

“
Wes, no. You can
’
t leave here.
”

“
I have to.
”

“
I
’
m going with you then.
”

“
Fuck no, sweetie.
”

“
Yes. I can
’
t be here alone. What if that guy comes back? What if someone else comes? What if
…”

I growled and shook my head.
“
Fuck. I don
’
t like this.
”

“
I don
’
t like any of it either,
”
Rose said.
“
I can
’
t stay here alone. I
’
ll go with you. Be near you. I
’
ll watch the fight and then we leave. Right?
”

“
No,
”
I said.
“
No. You
’
re going to stay here. I
’
ll take care of everything so you don
’
t have a worry. Just hide out, keep a gun close, and wait for me.
”

Rose stepped toward me and dropped the sheet. She was still naked. Her left leg bent a little and came just an inch in front of her right leg. The seam it created, cutting between her legs, was enough to make a dead man
’
s heart explode. She gently caressed her perfect hips and then grinned.

“
Wes
…”

Was she really trying to seduce me into getting what she wanted?

I moved at her and grabbed her by the waist. I pulled her close, putting our noses together.

“
You can
’
t come like this, sweetie. You have to keep attention away.
”

“
So I
’
m allowed to go?
”

“
Fuck me for doing this
…
but, yeah. Fine. You come with me. It
’
s probably safer for me to be able to see you. So I can focus and fucking win this thing.
”

Rose touched my face.
“
I
’
m kind of turned on right now. I get to see you fight.
”

“
It
’
s not fucking glamorous, sweetie. Now get fucking dressed.
”

I turned and left the bedroom.

I left a naked and willing woman in a bedroom alone.

Christ, talk about getting fired up for a fight.

I felt bad for whoever the fuck I had to go fight.

~ ~ ~

Danny stood with his cell in his hand. He kept his phone close in case something happened with Aton. I lingered in the back and stayed near Rose. She looked nervous to be there and maybe rightfully so. For all we knew, Luke could be there, waiting. If this fight had been scheduled for some time, he
’
d know about it. If he wanted revenge
…

“
You
’
re going to be fine,
”
I said.

Rose nodded.
“
I feel like I
’
m distracting you. This isn
’
t fair.
”

“
It
’
s fine. I can handle myself when I get out there. The second it
’
s time to fight, that
’
s what I
’
ll do. I
’
m a first round knock out kind of guy. And I have good reason this time. I can
’
t get you out of my fucking head.
”

Rose started to blush.
“
That
’
s sweet.
”

“
Just keep your distance. If anything goes wrong, just scream. I hear one scream from you and I
’
ll dart out of the circle and come get you. I
’
ll take the dq and move on.
”

“
Thank you, Wes. This is way too much for you to do for me.
”

“
It
’
s not just for you,
”
I said.
“
It
’
s for both of us. We
’
re in this together.
”

And I like it.

I kissed Rose
’
s forehead and turned to face the circle.

This was a small building and a small floor. I hadn
’
t fought in here before. Nothing about the place seemed right. But there was probably fifty people there. All to see me fight. When someone saw me, they started yelling my name. It was the closest to fame I
’
d ever experience.

Then Danny took to the middle of the floor.
“
Are you ready for this?
”

Everyone cheered.

“
Let
’
s bring out the best fighter I
’
ve ever seen. His heart is as black as his soul. He has no remorse for every punch he
’
s ever thrown. I
’
d call his fists concealed weapons, but he doesn
’
t conceal them. Get in his way and you
’
re on the ground. This motherfucker is dangerous. This motherfucker is scary. I
’
m backing up as he comes out
…
give it up
…
for
…
Wes.
”

I stepped into the circle as the people cheered. They were drinking. They had money in their hands. Probably made side, private bets on punches, blood, that kind of thing. Christ, I couldn
’
t live the lives these men did.

“
Now
…
for his opponent. A man with the same hardened soul. A man who doesn
’
t speak. He
’
s never spoken a word in his life. He knows one thing. He knows to fight. He knows to hurt. He. Knows. To. Kill. Residing from a place so dark even the devil himself wouldn
’
t go near
…
here comes
…
Phantom.
”

Through the crowd pushed a thick man. A few inches shorter than me but heavy with muscle. He was clean cut and good looking. Like a damn underwear model or something. I had heard the name before. All names filter through mouths, ears, underground fights. You only really remember a name when you fight the person.

Phantom stared at me.

I stared back.

The crowd was chanting
“
Fight! Fight! Fight!
”
like we were two high school kids ready to fight over some fucking cheerleader or something.

We went chest to chest, both nodding.

I had thought it was all some kind of set up, but this was a real fight.

Danny gave the word and pushed away from Phantom.
I then threw the first punch and took control of the fight.