Malice's Possession (17 page)

“Come on, baby. Don’t make me work for a second one
,” he grunted out. “Make my dick good and wet.” It was like he knew the pleasure was ebbing and wasn’t about to have any of that.

“I want to fuck you so hard, make you scream out my name
.” He pounded into her harder now, and a cry of pain and pleasure left her. “I want to do filthy fucking things to you, lick every part of your body, and then slide my dick into your tight ass.”

His word were so coarse and hard, but they matched the way he was fucking her, and that was exactly what he was doing.
Another orgasm slammed into her so fast that stars danced in front of her vision. She was about to cry out again, but Malice anticipated it and slammed his mouth on hers so hard their teeth clashed together. Her lips would be sore, but she didn’t care. Spearing her hands in his hair, she tugged on the strands and moaned.

“
But all of that can wait, because right now this is all I want, Adrianna.
You
are all I want.” With one more brutal push into her Malice buried his entire length in her pussy and groaned out as he came. She swore she could feel him swell even further, and feel the heavy pulse as he emptied himself. When he sagged against her, his chest rising and falling, compressing hers and causing it to be difficult for her to breathe, she closed her eyes and sighed. He clenched the hand still holding onto her ass cheek and groaned once more. “Shit, Adrianna. That was…”

When he didn’t respond she opened her eyes and turned her head so she could look at him. “Yeah, I know
what you mean.”

He braced his
elbow on the bed by her head and pushed up slightly. He used his other hand to brush away her bangs. For several seconds neither said anything, but it was a very comfortable silence. The sounds of music and laughter came from the main room, but it seemed so distant, and as if they were in a different world.

“Everything is going okay here?”

She curled into him more and closed her eyes, just absorbing his scent and body heat. “It is. Honestly, these women are very strong, and are already talking about the things they want out of life.”

He ran his fingers up and down her arm. “It takes a strong woman to survive things like they have
… like you have.” He leaned down and kissed the crown of her head.

“I overheard some of them talking about working with Lucien and the club once they are ready.”

He hummed in agreement in a very sleepy way. “It’s their choice what they want to do. If they want to go back to selling themselves, that’s their choice. We can hire them to work for the club doing that. They will be safe and protected. But if they want to do other things, cleaning, cooking, shit like that, we can help find them something as well.”

She closed her eyes, thinking over everything he had said, and all the things she had experienced while in River Run.

“How do you honestly feel about me being in the MC and how we make a living?”

She leaned back and looked at him in the face. How did she feel?
“Honestly?” She stared at him, and then he nodded. Before she answered she lifted her hand and ran her finger between his eyes. His entire body shook as if he couldn’t control himself, and she realized a man of this size and power was just as breakable as she was. “Honestly, it doesn’t bother me.” She smiled and pushed his hair away from his face. She ran her fingers over his beard, loved that the short coarse strands tickled her skin, and sighed. “I have been around illegal and immoral things my entire life, and none of them had been anywhere near this kind of set-up.” She glanced at the ceiling and let her gaze travel over the natural pine structure and beams. “You actually care, as does your club. These women are going to sell themselves no matter what.” When she looked at Malice she could see he still had this hard look on his face.

“We do bad shit, too
, Adrianna.”

His body was strung so tight that she could feel the clench and unclenching of his muscles under her hands. “We all have done bad shit in our lives.” Did she want to know every little thing that made up Malice? One day, yes, but right now she was content with the man he had showed her. “You know, when I first started dating Phillip he was nice and sweet, a real gentleman.” The low sound that came from Malice was very hostile, but she felt no fear from it.
“But even though he showed me this really great guy on the outside, I knew deep down he was no different from the men my mother always hung around.”

“Why did you stay with him?”

She shrugged, still feeling shame and self-disgust that she hadn’t been stronger and that she allowed herself to be subjected to that. “I don’t know. Maybe I thought I didn’t deserve better.”

“I don’t ever want to fucking hear you say that again.” His tone was hard and brooked no argument, and she was seeing that strong biker that didn’t take shit from anyone break through.

“You’re right, Malice. I shouldn’t allow myself to think like that.” This was a long road for her, but she knew she didn’t want to do it alone. “But even though I fell for Phillip’s façade I also believe that I have grown stronger from everything that has happened.” He hadn’t asked her about a detailed report of her past, and for that she was thankful for. Some things were meant to stay behind them.

“I’m not like that motherfucker.”

Would she ever get used to his growly attitude? She didn’t think so, but she liked it. It made her actually feel alive, and that was the first time she had ever said that or felt that way. “Believe me, I know that,
knew
that instantly.”

He pulled her closer to him again
, and she rested her head on his chest. The sun had already set, and although there was laughing downstairs, and it broke up the silence that surrounded them, there was this tranquility in her. If this was a bad mistake, then it was the best one she had ever made.

****

Adrianna stared out her bedroom window and watched some of the girls work on the garden outside.

“Do you want to talk about anything?”

Adrianna looked at Molly and shook her head. “Not really. Things have been going well, actually.” Adrianna turned back around and stared at Kendra, who was laughing at something Cecilia said. The windows in the cabin were pretty thick, and so she didn’t hear a car approaching until she saw the dark van with a massive cross making its way toward the cabin. But the Brothers that were there watching over them that day were already on it. There were no fences or gates around the property, because honestly unless someone knew about this place it was pretty much off the map.

Tuck and Pierce were here today, and they stood in front of the driveway, blocking the van from moving any closer. Two men climbed out of the vehicle, one from the driver’
s side, the other from the passenger side. For a moment they seemed to just be talking, but when of the guys handed Tuck a piece of paper she swore she could feel the blast of anger come from the biker. Tuck all but threw the paper back in the other guy’s face, and when it was clear the van people were not moving, Tuck reached behind him, grabbed the gun that was tucked in the waistband of his pants at the small of his back, and pointed it at all men. The women working in the garden realized what was happening, and Pierce moved toward them and ushered them inside. Adrianna didn’t move, and she watched as Tuck kept raising his hand that held the gun at the guys, and clearly shouting at them. Finally the guys climbed back in the van and backed out. She had no clue what that was all about, but she did know that Tuck, or any of the other bikers for that matter, didn’t overreact about anything. They did things for a reason, and clearly those men in the van were a threat. She watched as Tuck got his phone out, and then he was bringing it to his ear and talking to someone as he moved toward the side of the cabin.

“
Adrianna, everything okay?” Molly asked.

Adrianna
turned away from the window and smiled. “Yeah.” She wasn’t going to let what was going on outside interfere with her talk with Molly, especially since if there was immediate danger Tuck would have gotten them away from the cabin.

“You like staying here?”

Adrianna nodded. “I just kind of feel out of place sometimes.” She knew Molly was Malice’s ex, but she was also the house nurse for the girls. This was the first time they had really talked since Adrianna had been calling the cabin home. She didn’t know a whole lot personally about Molly, but what she did know was that the other woman was genuine, kind, and thought about others. She wished she would have had a friend like this while growing up. It might have made things easier and more bearable in her life. But she was glad Molly had come today and that Adrianna was finally opening up a little to her.

“But no
one has made you feel that way, right?” There was genuine worry in Molly’s voice, and for the first time since Malice had taken her out of the rain and back to that clubhouse, she felt like someone actually cared for her.

“No, they have been supportive, but some are apprehensive of my presence, but if I had lived their lives I would feel the same.”
She turned away from the window and sat beside Molly on the edge of the bed.

Molly reached out and held
Adrianna’s hand. “You have lived their life, Adrianna.”

Although Adrianna hadn’t sold her body, she had sold her life for a moment of happiness, and look where it had gotten her. There were a lot of things she wanted to talk about with Molly, about what would happen once this was all said and done, and about where she would go. Malice had told her not to worry, that everything would work out, but she couldn’t help but think about how she would repay all of them for their kindness. And even though she did worry about all of that, she couldn’t help but be curious about the life that Molly had led with Malice. The truth was she cared for the big brute of a biker. He was coarse and crude, but with her he was gentle, caring, and had gone above and beyond to leave her horrid life behind her. He had made sure she was safe, and a part of her saw him as this hero. He was
her
hero. “Can I ask you something?”

Molly smiled and nodded, and continued to hold her hand. “Of course.”

It took Adrianna a minute to actually find the nerve to bring up Malice, because aside from the few conversations that they had where all they mentioned was Malice and Molly previously being a couple, no one mentioned their connection again. Maybe Adrianna should just bite her tongue, but honestly she wanted to know more about Malice. There was something about him that made her feel connected, safe, and wanted. “You and Malice used to be together?” God, she sounded so immature saying that. She knew they had been together, but she was hoping to build up to a more in-depth conversation regarding him.

Molly just smiled and patted her hand once before pulling it away. “We were together years ago, and have a wonderful little boy to show for it.” Molly swallowed audibly
, and Adrianna felt like a bitch for bringing it up since it seemed like Molly was uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry, I just…
” Now it was her turn to swallow. “It’s just Malice was the one to save me when I was at my lowest. I don’t know where I would be without him.”

“Honey, what you went through was traumatic. Of course you feel like he is your
knight in shining armor.” She smiled again. “Malice is good like that. He’s a wonderful father and was a good significant other. It’s just we weren’t right for each other.
Moly shrugged and looked down at her hand. “I love Stinger, and being with him is where I feel is the perfect place for my heart.” She smiled, but she still looked down at her hands. “Being with a man in a MC is a different life.” When Molly looked at her then there was this seriousness covering her face. “It’s a hard life, one that drains your guy to the bone, and they need a strong woman to hold them up and patch their wounds.”

Adrianna nodded, and although she didn’t speak about being with Malice as anything more than what they were, she also knew that Molly must have been able to hear the longing in her voice.

“Malice is a good man, a fabulous father, and is all about loyalty.” Molly stared right into her eyes, as if willing her to understand what she was saying. “If he wants something then he doesn’t stop until he gets it.”

When Molly stopped speaking Adrianna took in her words, rolled them around in her head, and wanted to believe that he wanted her and that was why he had gone out of his way. Any physical connection that they had could strictly be because he was a man in need of a woman. Or maybe he felt like he had this connection with her
, too, that he wanted to be with her like she wanted to be with him. It was hard, something she thought about a lot since she had woken up in that clubhouse, and one she hoped to explore. But it was frightening to say the least.

“Go with what feels right in here.” Molly placed a hand over her heart. And when she smiled Adrianna knew that Molly could tell she wanted Malice in a way that was so much more. “Listen, I have a few other girls to check on, but if you ever need anything, or just want to talk you have my number.” Molly stood and Adrianna did the same, and after she gave Adrianna a hug and Molly left she stood there and stared out the window. She took the few words Molly had said and let them register. Did she really want to go down that path with Malice? And if he wanted to go down that road with her was it going to be real?