Ripper's Torment (13 page)

He slapped her ass, making her burn. “Don’t lie to
me.”

“Yes, I’m wet.”

“And you’re complaining about my need? I need to get
some fucking pills to keep up with you. My dick will only get hard so much.”

Judi rolled her eyes, chuckling at his words. “You’re
more than capable of keeping up, baby.”

She leaned down, feeling his hands move down to her
hips. The endearment felt natural when speaking to him. Cupping his face, she
claimed his lips, caressing the flesh with her tongue. He opened up inviting
her inside.

“Kiss me back,” he said.

She did, loving his lips with her own.

Ripper tore away from her first, lifting her up to
slide down on his cock. She was sore from their fucking last night, but this
was different. He took his time, sliding inside her slowly.

A moan broke through her lips. Her need gripped her
and took her by surprise.

“So fucking
tight.
This is my pussy, Judi. No other man is allowed near
this body.”

“I know. It will only ever belong to you.” She
couldn’t take the words back.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, Ripper,
you.”

“Good girl.” He cupped her ass, drawing her down then
up on his shaft. Crying out, she held onto his rock hard abs as she fucked him.
“I knew it. I knew your tits would look so fucking perfect swinging above me.”

She got a buzz knowing he’d been thinking about her.
Opening her eyes, she stared down into his. The lust blazed back at her threatening
to scorch her. There was no other place for her to go.

Holding onto his abs, sliding up and down his cock,
there was nowhere else she wanted to go. Ripper made her yearn for him.

“You’re
mine
now, Judi. Never
letting you fucking
go
.”

Judi closed her eyes as the pleasure took over. His
cock was hard inside her, pushing against her cervix. The depth of his cock was
on the verge of pain. The two combinations were a match made in heaven. Her
body came alive as he fucked her harder.

“Touch your clit, baby. Come all over my cock.”

Reaching down, she stroked her clit gasping as the
tiniest stroke took her over the edge. Her body was no longer her own but
Ripper’s to do with as he pleased.

“Fuck, so fucking perfect.” His hands went to her hips,
and he pounded away inside her, going deeper than ever before.

They cried out together as Ripper went over the edge.
When they were done, she wiped the sweat from her brow, chuckling. “Now that’s
the best way to start the morning,” she said, kissing his lips.

His hands banded around her, grounding her tumultuous
emotions. She felt safe in his arms, like nothing was ever going to bother her
with him close by.

“I meant what I said.”

Glancing up, she saw he had pushed a pillow underneath
his head.

“About what?”
She tucked some hair behind her ears.

“You’re mine. No man goes near you at all.
No dates, no flirting, nothing.”

She smiled. “Ripper, I don’t date, and I rarely go
out. Lexie and Phoebe are my friends, no one else.” For fun she babysat for the
two women. Yeah, her world was full of excitement.

“You’re something else, Judi. Any man would give his
right arm to have you by his side.”

“I’m not like that.” She felt uncomfortable. Had he
forgotten she used to sell her body for money?

He gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Your
body is your own. That fucking bastard forced you to sell yourself. Stop
thinking about that shit like it’s all you are. It’s not.”

She went to open her lips when she heard the door
open.

Eyes opening wide, she stared at Ripper as she
listened.

“Come on, kids, I’m hungry,” Devil said.

“Shit, Devil’s home.” Panic descended on her.

Being caught naked with Ripper deeply inside her was
not going to go well at all. Scrambling off his cock, she winced at the sudden
pain from the width of him. She wasn’t used to having a rock hard cock between
her thighs.

“Judi, are you home?” Lexie asked, shouting upstairs.

“Yeah, I’m here.” She shouted the words, hoping Lexie
would stay downstairs.

“We heard Ripper is staying with you. Where is he?”

Pulling up her shorts, she saw Ripper had the sense to
bring his clothes with him. “Answer her,” Ripper said, whispering.

Her hands were shaking like mad. Crap, this was not
what she wanted.

Judi put a shirt over her head, forgetting about the
bra as she jumped up on the bed starting to gather her stuff.

“Erm,” she said, speaking.

Shit, what was she supposed to say?

Her door suddenly opened, and Lexie appeared.
Screaming out, she grabbed an armful of the blanket. Thinking fast, she stared
at the floor.

“It’s there, Ripper. It’s big and ugly.” Screaming,
she tried to get her nerves under control. She’d never been capable of lying.

He looked at her frowning.

Come on, play the fuck along.

“What’s going on?” Lexie asked, opening the door. She
looked from Ripper to Judi then back again. The suspicion was clear on her
face.

“I’m telling you it’s the size of a tarantula. I saw
it coming out of the bathroom. Please kill it for me.” Judi let the words run
out.

“A spider, I’m here to kill a spider.”

Lexie screamed, diving onto the bed. “Spiders, I hate
spiders.
Devil!”
She shouted his name in desperation.

Great thinking, Judi.

Seconds later Devil was running into the room carrying
a baby spoon. “What? What the fuck is it?”

“A spider.
Judi saw a spider.”

The two women held each other. Glancing at Ripper, she
saw him roll his eyes.

She did her best not to respond. How else was she
going to explain Ripper being in her room?

“What the fuck
you doing in her room?”
Devil asked.

“Looking for a
spider apparently.
Your girl is a fucking wimp.” Ripper looked around
the floor.

Now the problem was actually finding a spider for him
to kill.

“Are you sure you saw anything?” Devil asked.

“Please, don’t let a spider be walking around the
house, Devil. I’m in a delicate condition.” Lexie rubbed her stomach.

Judi noticed the color was back in her cheeks. “Did
you have fun?” she asked.

“Yeah, we couldn’t stay though. The smells of
breakfast were too much. Some people actually ordered fish,” Lexie said,
shuddering.

Devil started laughing. “She insulted the whole spa by
throwing up over the table. Lex demanded I leave and cut our trip short.”

Laughing, Judi glanced over at Ripper. In the next
couple of minutes he pretended to catch the spider and throw it out.

Lexie finally left the bed with Devil’s arms wrapped
around her.

“A spider?”
Ripper asked, kissing the top of her head when they were alone.

“I panicked.”

Everyone was afraid of spiders, even her. She was more
afraid of what Devil would do the moment he realized she was fucking Ripper.

****

Later that day Devil sat behind his desk at his home
thinking about what Tiny had just said. Zero had told the club everything. Alan
hadn’t struck yet apart from the nurse, but his friend knew it was only a
matter of time before Alan hit out again. Lexie stood by the doorframe, folding
her arms over her chest.

“What are you thinking?” she asked.

“I’ve got a feeling shit is going to hit the fan,” he
said. He never kept anything from her. She gave him everything, and in return
he told her the truth.

He watched her walk toward him. She leaned against the
desk staring down at him. Reaching out, he pulled her close, kissing her
stomach. After the last few weeks of arguing she’d finally convinced him there
was nothing wrong but morning sickness.

Her fingers sank into his hair.

“What has actually happened?”

“One of Zero’s friends turned up at the clubhouse with
a bullet wound to her stomach. She’s fine, but this guy is causing a lot of
trouble. He’s taken out a nurse that fucked Zero, and they’re on lockdown. Tiny
is keeping me updated, but none of the others know. He’s worried,” Devil said,
kissing her stomach. “Zero did something in his past, and he fucked up. He’s
paying the price for his mistake.”

“Is this like Snitch?”

He shook his head. “No, he wanted vengeance. This is a
death sentence for Zero. Someone wants him dead, but they want him to suffer
first. I’ve got a feeling this is going to end up a nightmare for The Skulls.”

Devil loved the feel of her fingers in his hair,
holding onto him.

“Will you go if they ask for help?”

“I’ve got to, baby. Tiny is a friend.” She smiled, but
he saw the fear in her eyes. Cupping her cheek, he stood up staring down into
her eyes. “You’re my entire fucking world. I will never do anything that will
put us at risk.”

“I know the club means so much to you.”

“Hey.” He held onto her face stopping her from looking
away. “The club is my life, but you’re my reason for fucking living. I love
you, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” Devil kissed her lips. “If I know it’s a
death mission,
me
and the boys will bail. It’s not my
fight, and you and my boys come first.”

Devil wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. He wanted to
see his baby born and spend the rest of his years growing old with his woman.

Holding her close he thought about Ripper this
morning. The way the other man had looked at Judi had Devil’s gut tightening.

Something was going on between the couple. He didn’t
know what it was. Devil only hoped Ripper had his head on straight. Judi was
off limits, and he wasn’t going to budge on this.

Chapter Ten

The following week Ripper was doing everything to
avoid being alone with Devil. The biggest mistake he could make was thinking
Devil didn’t see everything. There was a reason he was named after the ruler of
hell. Their president saw everything. Shit, he was making himself feel nervous.

Looking over his bike he started to make sure there
were no faults. Devil was inside the clubhouse going over the books that
Vincent brought with him from the strip club. The strip club was doing better
business than the mechanic shop. Some of the rich folk didn’t like bikers
working on their expensive cars.

Ripper didn’t care. He loved working with his hands at
every opportunity.

Once he was sure his bike was in the best condition he
started to give it a clean, working over the body of the machine. Sweat dotted
his back, and it was taking all of his strength not to text Judi. The last time
they’d been together was three days ago when he convinced her to go for a ride
with him late at night. She was staying around, studying for the most part.

He couldn’t keep stopping by the house as otherwise
Devil would think he had a thing for Lexie. In the last couple of weeks he’d
come to see it had nothing to do with Lexie. All he’d wanted from her was a
fuck. She was a sweet woman, sexy as hell and one fine dancer. Most guys would
want to fuck her.

She was taken, and his thoughts were dominated by
Judi.

Curse stood over him causing a shadow. The other man
was one of his closest friends. “Ashley told me to send you out a coffee,” he
said, holding a cup.

“Are you a waitress now?” Ripper asked, standing up.

“She was bouncing on my dick ten minutes ago. I need
the break.”

“I’m surprised you’re not at the diner in town lusting
after sweet, dark-haired Mia.” Ripper teased his friend. They had both been to
the diner, and each time Curse barely said a word to the waitress even though
he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her.

“Why are you avoiding Devil?” Curse asked.

The smile dropped before he could stop. Shit, he
thought he’d been doing well to avoid Devil without being noticeable.

“I’m not.”

“Liar.
You’ve turned up late to every meeting about The Skulls. You’re always
out working, and you just happen to need to leave when he turns up. What’s
going on?” Curse asked, folding his arms.

“Nothing.”
An image of Judi riding his cock entered his mind.

Shit, get it under control.

“You’re lying. Devil wants you inside anyway.”

Panic struck him instantly. Wiping his hands on the
grease cloth, he gave Curse back the empty cup. Without saying another word he
walked toward the clubhouse. Several men and women were cleaning, drinking, and
generally having a good time. He saw Pussy trying to convince Ashley to a dirty
dance.