Sins and Scars (Sinners Book 1) (6 page)

“Do you have anything to clean this out with?” I pull my hand away from her and she frowns. She grabs my hand and pulls it back to her. “Don’t start being a dick. I see you even when you’re trying to push me away. If I don’t clean this out it’s going to get infected. Who the fuck knows when you last cleaned this mirror.” She stares at me with the sassy look I love, and I give in to her.
 

“Check under the sink.” I rasp out. Watching her bend down to look under the seat, my head swims with ideas of what I want to do to her again. Images of her spread out for me on our bed, the way she held me as I fucked her on my bike, and when I installed the sex swing in our bedroom, and fucked her long and hard.
 

As she stands back up, I see the tattoo peek out from under her shirt;
 
it says my club name, Draconic Crimson. She got it a few months before she left. She wanted me to know that no matter what happened between us, she would always be on my side. What a crock of shit that turned out to be.
 

When the shit hits my hand, I grunt out in displeasure. “Next time you do that, you better suck my dick to keep my mind off the damn burning in my hand.” I grumble. She looks up at me and shakes her head.
 

“I swear, you still haven’t changed a bit. I probably would’ve bit your dick just to piss you off.” Grabbing a strand of her hair, I wrap it around my finger and give it a tug. Her eyes meet mine and she gives me a challenging look.
 

“You can act like you don’t want my dick babe, but I know that it’s the only thing you’ve been thinking about since I fucked you on my desk.” She snorts and pours more shit on my hand causing me to pull away from her.
 

“Don’t assume shit. I may want your dick, but that’s all I want from you.” She pulls my hand back to her and starts to wrap it in a bandage. When she’s done, she slaps her hand down on it, and I grab the back of her neck before she can even flinch.
 

Pulling her body flush against mine, I feel the way her body melts into me. I still make her feel things about me. “I’m going to let you make up your own mind. I’m going to give you the facts, and then you can decide what to do with it. Just know that if someone else puts their hands on you, I’ll kill them.”

Harlyn bites her lip and then nods her head. “The Fighting Rebels will do everything in their power to get you. They want to get back at me because I let one of my men still their prez’s ol’ lady right from under his nose. He had been beating the fuck out of her, and when my man found her, he protected her. They fuckin’ ended up falling in love. I don’t give a fuck what they do, but I do protect my own, and once he claimed her, she became my responsibility. Now Flint wants you. An eye for an eye type of fucking shit. He knows you’re my fucking weakness. You’re my only weakness.”
 

Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t say anything to me yet. “He told me that when he found you, he would make sure that he didn’t take it easy on you. I saw what his ol’ lady looked like when she was brought here, and trust me, it isn’t something that many women can live through. To be honest, I’m surprised she didn’t die from a few of her injuries.” Pulling away from her body, I make my way out of the bathroom, and take a seat on the bed. She doesn’t move from the doorway of the bathroom, but her eyes are focused on me.
 

“How does he even know about me? I thought you said that it was never going to leave the club?” she looks angry and it turns me on.
 

"Baby, we went out in public and practically fucked everywhere. I didn’t leak any important information for a reason. I needed you safe unless…” Harlyn crosses the room, and takes a seat on the bed next to me.
 

“Unless what?” she places her hand on mine and intertwines our fingers together.
 

“They are trying to get me to take him out. A lot of people know how fucking ruthless I am when someone tries to hurt someone I care about. They are probably baiting me to kill him for even
thinking
of touching you.” Getting up, I make my way towards the door without looking back at her.
 

Before I can make it out the door, she grabs the back of my shirt and doesn’t release me. Turning to face her, I can see something new in her eyes. Something I haven’t seen in over a year. Love. “What are you going to do? You're not going after him are you?” Her voice cracks and that’s the only way I know that it’s affecting her. I don’t know why she cares if I go after him if she doesn’t even want to be with me. The faster I get this done, the faster she’ll get what she wants – her freedom.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re protected. I know you don’t want this life, and as much as I want to lock you up in here, I won’t do that. I promised you happiness, and if I don’t give it to you anymore, then I’ll give you your freedom instead.” Tears start to fill her eyes, but I can’t take it anymore. Opening the door, I make my way out before I give her one last look. She’s biting her lip again, and I want to go to her, but I don’t. Instead, I shut the door and make my way towards the bar where my men are all gathered.

When I walk over to them, I see the look on Romeo’s face. He’s pissed at me, but we’ve been friends for years. He’s knows what to not say to me, and I’m sure he knew it was coming before I even hit him.
 

“Church.” I growl. All the men turn towards me and they don’t say a word. They just make their way towards the doors and walk inside. Romeo is still leaning against the bar and I just know he wants to say something.
 

“I get it Stavros, but you need to get your fucking head on straight. That girl makes you fucking crazy, and I won’t watch you destroy yourself over her. She either wants in this life again, or she wants out. She needs to decide once and for all. This shit won’t fly again.” He straightens and then walks towards church.
 

Looking towards the hall, I see Harlyn peeking around the corner. Motioning for her to come to me, I wait. When she gets close enough, I wrap an arm around her waist. “He doesn’t like me.” I shake my head no and then I see Romeo standing at the door watching us. Her eyes follow mine to him and she frowns. “I don’t want to make things harder for you. I will stay out of your way until you deal with whatever it is that you need to.”
 

Her face tells me that she wants to say more, but she holds her tongue. “Go back to the room. I’ll come for you when I’m done.” She nods her head and stands on her tip toes that make her almost reach my lips. Her mouth presses against mine, and she slips her tongue into my mouth. Wrapping my hand around the back of her head, I pull her into me.
 

As I pull away from her, I look down in her eyes. “I’ll see you in a little while.”
 

Making my way towards church, I see the look in Romeo’s eyes. “Does that mean she’s staying?” I shrug my shoulder and walk past him. Taking my seat at the head of the table, I wait for Romeo to close the door and take his seat next to me. Slamming the gavel on the table, I wait a second before I speak.

“I’m sure everyone already knows that Harlyn is back. I pulled her back into our protection because of the threat that Flint and the Fighting Rebels are out to make her pay for the sins of our brother.” The whole table looks over at Slink. He looks down and shakes his head.
 

“Prez, I never meant –” I hold my hand up, cutting him off.
 

“Don’t worry about it brother. I promised you protection and I won’t go back on my word.” He doesn’t say anything in response to my words, but he does nod his head at me. “I know a few of you are pissed off that she’s here, but I will be making sure that she’s protected. I’ve been waiting for her to come back since the day she left, and I won’t take any of your guy’s shit.”
 

I look over at Romeo and he has a dirty look on his face. “What are we doing to keep them at bay?” One of the new guys asks.
 

“We go on lock down. You have twenty-four hours to bring everyone in. I won’t stand for anyone running their mouth and causing shit. If your ol’ ladies don’t like the whores, they need to keep their mouths shut.” I watch the guys around the table nod their heads and I slam the gavel on the table again, dismissing them.

The room clears and the only ones left are me, Romeo, and Dex. “Prez, the word on the street is they know she’s here. Should we be gearing up for a war?”

Romeo looks over at me and we don’t even have to say anything to get on the same page. “Gear up. We need the gun storage packed to the brink, and up the security. Oh, and get a few of the guys to load up on some food. Not sure how long we are going to be keeping everyone here, but we need to be prepared.”
 

Romeo nods his head before adding something else. “No one is allowed to leave the clubhouse alone. I know the men are going to bitch, but I don’t want to take any chances. The Fighting Rebels don’t give a fuck who they hurt in the process of this war. Families aren’t to leave, period.” Dex nods his head, and goes to stand up.

When he walks through the door, I turn to my VP and grip the edge of the table. “You think they are stupid enough to try and storm the place?” He sounds on edge, but you wouldn’t be able to tell by his demeanor.
 

“Depends on how bad he wants her.” I look towards the door even though I know that none of the guys are going to come through it.
 

“Every member of our club is on the line right now, plus all of their families, all over one girl.” He narrows his eyes and I clench and unclench my hand.
 

“No, there are two women that fucker wants, and I’ll be damned if I let him get close to either one. I will not let anyone try to intimidate us.” He nods his head and leans back in his chair.
 

“You still love her.”
 

“Never stopped. She could have tried to fucking kill me in my sleep and I’d still crave her. She is the only fucking thing that makes me calm. You’ve seen how fucking antsy I’ve been since she’s been gone.” He nods, looking down at his hands.
 

“I watched you kill the bastard she was sleeping with after she left. You know when she finds out, she’s going to be fucking pissed. That shit isn’t fucking normal. You two are like fuckin’ oil and water.”
 

“She won’t find out.” I grit out. There are a lot of things that I regret, and that was one of them. I couldn’t squash the fucking pain in my chest until it was too late. The monster in me took over, and I couldn’t stop myself.

Making my way into my room, I see Harlyn under my covers with her eyes closed. It’s a little after midnight, and instead of waking her up, I just strip down and slide in behind her. I’m sure she will give me nothing but shit when she wakes up, but I can’t bring myself to give a fuck. It’s not like I’ll be sleeping anywhere else.

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pull her smaller body into mine, and I can feel her bare legs against me. She moves around a couple times before she settles in and relaxes.
 

I don’t fall asleep right away because I like being able to hold her. Thinking back to the last time she was in my arms, I can’t help but smile.
 

One Year, Six Months, Six Hours Ago

“Stav! Stop tickling me!” She gasps. I roll us over and she straddles my waist. Her cheeks are flush and she looks like a hot mess. Tonight’s my birthday, and she surprised me at the clubhouse with a tiny little outfit covered in my leather jacket. She strutted into the clubhouse with no shame. Every one of my men had their eyes on her, but she only had eyes for me.
 

“How about you get to work on giving me my birthday present, babe.” I smirk at her and she grins. She slowly slides down my body until her face is hovering over my dick. I watch as her pink tongue slips out of her mouth and slowly licks the tip. Her mouth slides over my tip, and slowly sinks down. She takes me to the back of her throat, and I can feel her tongue as she continues to massage the underside of my dick.