RUTHLESS HOLD (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (24 page)

Trev grabbed Eden and put her up on
the sink. She was then almost eye level with Trev.

“
Get
it all out, beautiful.
”

“
You
knew you were fucking doing this to me. You brought me knowing she was here.
You didn
’
t warn me. And she
won
’
t even talk to me about
it.
”

“
She
didn
’
t say a word?
”
Trev asked.

“
No.
She avoided the subject. But when she touched me or looked at me
…”

“
I
had to do it,
”
Trev said.
“
Get pissed all you want. I had
to fucking do it.
”

“
Why?
”

“
I
’
m trying to figure out who knows
why. If Ripper knows. He
’
ll
try to kill you if he does. Or maybe it was Jenn who sent the letter. Maybe she
and Griffin still had something going for years. It
’
s hard to think about, okay? This puts the entire
MC in jeopardy.
”

“
And
my heart?
”
Eden asked. She
felt her lips starting to quiver.
“
You
don
’
t give a shit about
that, huh?
”

“
You
’
re wrong. I care about your
heart. I
’
m trying to
protect everyone around me. That includes you. So now you know the entire
story.
”
Trev sighed.
“
The whole story. Griffin, the
man who is your father, was hitting another member
’
s old lady. Worse yet, a President
’
s old lady. It
’
s not really the worst thing a
brother could do, but it
’
s
up there. He got Jenn pregnant and somehow they spun it that it wasn
’
t Griffin
’
s. She gave up the baby, which was you, beautiful.
I
’
m sure Ripper never
wanted any kids so that made the decision easier. If you had been in Ripper
’
s care, think about your life.
You
’
ve seen him now.
”

Eden shuddered. She didn
’
t want to think about her life
with that man raising her, thinking he was her father. It would have been loud,
violent, and probably worse than that.

Trev touched Eden
’
s face again and inched in.
“
I had to do it like this. I had
to get an idea of what really happened. When we get back to Frelen, we
’
re going to figure it all out.
For tonight, we have to let it go and crash here. Play the part, okay?
”

Eden forced herself to nod.

When Trev
’
s lips gently touched hers, a fire flared up inside
Eden
’
s belly.

He started to pull away and Eden
grabbed his leather cut.
“
No.
”

“
No
what?
”
Trev asked.

“
Play
the part,
”
Eden whispered.
She reached between Trev
’
s
legs with her other hand and squeezed  his cock.
“
Right?
”

“
Ah,
fuck,
”
Trev growled.
“
This ain
’
t playing. This is real.
”

Trev
’
s
mouth attacked hers. They kissed hard and wild. Eden hurried to open Trev
’
s jeans, needing to touch him.
Needing to feel him inside her. He had officially become her favorite drug.
What tattooing would do to calm her mind was what Trev
’
s dick did now. Her appetite for him was voracious.
Even though she was hurt and angry, she wanted him.

As her hand wrapped around Trev
’
s cock, feeling him getting
harder by the second, she couldn
’
t
help but wonder if she was walking in the same shoes as her mother. Would she
become some beaten up old lady? Would she look twenty years older than she was?

Trev groaned and pulled Eden from
the sink. He tore open her pants and shoved them down. Then went past her knees
and his hands touched the back of her legs. At her ass, he gripped her and
lifted her. He put her back on the sink and reached between her legs, his
fingers grazing the warmth of her slit.

Eden let out a moan. Two of Trev
’
s fingers were against her and
then they were inside her. With a hard thrust, Trev plunged his fingers into
her depth. Eden slid her hand to the head of Trev
’
s
cock and squeezed, knowing it was his sweet spot. She then rolled her thumb
back and forth over the ridge of his tip, feeling him thicken.

They stared at each other. Trev
eased his fingers out of her body and up. His slick fingers touched her clit
and Eden jumped.

“
Yeah,
”
she whispered.

“
You
’
re fucking crazy,
”
Trev said.
“
You don
’
t know what you
’
re
doing to me, Eden. Inside and out. I
’
m
going to fill your pussy and your heart.
”
He slipped a hand to the back of her neck.
“
Don
’
t ever fucking stop trusting me.
Swear on that right now.
”

“
I
swear,
”
Eden said. She was
on the verge of whimpering. Her body needed him so badly.
“
I swear I
’
ll trust you.
”

Trev gently kissed her.

He came forward, pressing himself
to her slit. Eden
’
s hand
touched herself and she felt him open her. His girth stole her breath. She
tried to slink back, almost nervous about that first thrust because of how it
felt.

Trev was faster than her. He thrust
and pounded right into her.

Eden put her head back and let out
a cry.

Trev kissed her neck and then
placed both hands to her hips. He held her there and fucked her. Each thrust
harder than the previous. Each thrust deeper. The entire time, Trev
’
s lips and tongue didn
’
t leave Eden
’
s body. He kissed both sides of
her neck, nibbled on both of her ears, and then sought out her lips and didn
’
t stop kissing her.

As crazy as it was, it was like
Trev was making love to her. His own version of it. And right there, in the
bathroom in a bar of Back Down Devil MC. Not quite the intense romance thing
Eden had expected when she met someone she really cared about, but then again,
it was Trev and it was the outlaw life.

What else would it be?

Eden held onto Trev
’
s leather cut and she dug her
heels into the back of his legs.

“
You
feel so fucking good,
”
Trev
growled, his teeth grazing her neck.
“
You
taste so fucking good too.
”

“
Oh,
Trev,
”
Eden purred.
“
Yes.
”

“
You
liked seeing me fight that guy, didn
’
t
you?
”

Eden felt her hips rocking because
of Trev
’
s thrusts.
“
Fuck
…
yes
…”

“
I
’
ll always protect you,
”
Trev said.
“
Nobody will hurt you, ever. I
’
m fucking claiming you as my
own, Eden. Do you understand that?
”

Biting her lip, Eden groaned. Trev
pounded into her and held there. He bucked his hips, digging even deeper. Eden
opened her mouth and had no breath, no air, nothing. She stared at Trev, trying
to say something.

She nodded.

“
Good,
”
Trev said.
“
Now I
’
m going to fill you again. Then you
’
re going to wear my ink.
”

Eden let out a yell as Trev slowly
pulled back. She felt the tip of his cock sliding against her insides, making
her rock her hips. He then fucked her harder than ever. From zero to a hundred
in two thrusts, Trev put his lips to Eden
’
s
but he didn
’
t kiss her.
They were just together, their bodies colliding with intense pleasure.

Eden started to cry out, louder and
louder.

“
Yes,
”
Trev said.
“
Let everyone fucking hear you.
They
’
ll know then you
’
re mine.
”

Eden clutched the leather cut
tighter.

She let out one last cry and Trev
stole it by kissing her. That was when he started to come, pumping himself back
and forth as he came, spilling into her. Eden slid her hands around to the back
of Trev
’
s leather cut,
following the outline of his patch. She then grabbed his belt and pulled,
wanting him deep inside her. He held there, his cock still throbbing. Each
time, he grunted.

“
Fuck,
”
Eden whimpered.
“
It
’
s
so good, Trev.
”

Trev looked at her.
“
Are you ready for this?
”

“
For
what?
”

“
Ink,
”
he said.

“
Right
now?
”

“
Right
fucking now,
”
Trev said.
“
You
’
re going first
…
then you
’
re going to ink
me.
”

“
Tonight?
”

“
I
trust you, beautiful. I want you to tattoo me.
”

Eden had nothing to say to it. It
was maybe far from romantic, but the gesture was romantic.

Trev started to pull away and Eden
grabbed him again.
“
Trev
…
I really do trust you. I care
about you. You really hurt me though.
”

“
I
know, beautiful,
”
Trev
said.
“
But I
’
ll do anything to protect what I
love.
”

That left Eden in shock. And it
left her with one question.

Does he love me?

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eighteen.

Eden gripped the chair as Trev
straddled it. Her shirt was pulled up but not too far. She stared at him with
her eyes full of fear. Her knuckles were white and she looked a second away
from passing out.

Trev never met someone in his life
that was a tattoo artist who didn
’
t
have a tattoo. It was sort of sexy for Eden, but that was long gone now. She
was getting a set of angel wings and a skull tattooed on her lower back. Trev
’
s ink. Trev
’
s mark. A notion to the rest of
the MC and the rest of the goddamn world that Eden was his.

What did that really mean? Trev
wasn
’
t sure yet. But for
now, it meant protecting her, taking care of her, and then giving her a chance
at something greater. Once this internal shit was exposed and settled, Eden
would be finally free to do what she wanted.

“
You
’
re doing great, beautiful,
”
Trev said, chasing away all future
thoughts. He was better kept right in the present.

Eden forced a smile.
“
Yeah. Right.
”

“
Almost
done, darling,
”
the tattoo
artist said. Everyone called him
Smith
. He was supposed to be the best
in the area, inking up more than half of the Back Down Devil MC Daurian
charter. He was there all night to ink up anyone who wanted it. He
’
d already done half a dozen tats
in honor of Giovanni.

“
How
’
s it feel?
”
Trev asked with a grin.

“
I
don
’
t know,
”
Eden said.
“
Burns a little.
”

“
I
can
’
t believe you
’
re a tattoo artist and never had
the needle touch you.
”

“
Never
had a reason to get ink,
”
Eden said.

The needle whirred behind her. She
flinched and shut her eyes, swallowing.

“
This
is what needs to be done,
”
Trev said.
“
A guy like
Rocky ever comes near you, you have my ink. He thinks about talking to you or
touching you, I
’
ll fucking
have every right to kill him. Not fight him, Eden, but kill him.
”

Eden nodded.

The needle kept whirring for
another few minutes.

“
Okay,
”
Smith said.
“
All done, darling.
”

“
Turn
around,
”
Trev said.
“
Let me see.
”

Eden turned, holding her shirt up.

The ink was fresh and perfect. The
white and blue of the wings and the black and purple of the skull were so
contrasting. Exactly what Trev wanted for her.