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My face remains blank to hide just how much I hate that my best friend went behind my back to run a background check on my girl, but a logical part of me reminds me that I would have done the same thing. We never let anyone who is not family into the clubhouse, all casual hookups happen off the property with discretion.
Bringing a total stranger into our space was reckless, but I don’t regret it. I would do the same thing over again.
Sky is mine!
“So, what did you find out?” I ask, impatient to get back to the girl in my house.
“Sky Tyler is her name, in case your hands and mouth were too busy to ask.” He snickers. “Anyway, she’s just your typical girl from a small town who found bad luck in the big city. She made a police report yesterday about getting robbed.”
“What does the report say?”
Knight’s expression lifts with his humor. “Apparently, she arrived in the city, and within hours, decided to trust a bunch of teens to carry her stuff, and they disappeared into the crowd with all her things.”
I shake my head at her naivety, but she doesn’t have to worry about people taking advantage of her anymore. Not when she has the scariest motherfucker in the city eating out of her palms.
“Do we know the cop that handed her over to the Broken Chains?”
“Not yet,” Knight says, dipping his hands into his pockets as a dark scowl overtakes his features. “You’ll have to ask her what he looked like. According to our guy, everyone who was on shift last night was accounted for the entire time, and the spot for the name of the officer taking the report was left blank. I’m having our boys see if they can track down the kids who took off with her bags.”
I nod, glad he’s already taking care of it. I slap his shoulder and start for the clubhouse, my mind already on the girl in my suite.
It seems Sky hasn’t had the best welcome to Austin, and I am about to fix that for her. By the time I am done, she’ll forget all about the bad things that have happened to her.
***
I find her curled up in my bed.
I stop by the door to stare at her, and my heart thumps in my chest at the beauty lying in my space. She is magnificent, her long golden hair cascading over the pillow and a soft smile playing on her lips.
I should walk away.
What I should do and what I want to do are sentiments constantly at war when it comes to this girl.
Walking away is not an option. Not at this moment, not ever.
I quietly approach her, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face. She stirs slightly but doesn’t wake up. I lean down and brush my lips over hers before trailing them down her neck and soaking up her intoxicating scent. She moans in her sleep, the voice light and needy.
“Daddy,” she whimpers, and fuck, hearing her call out to me even in her sleep shoots straight to my cock, but it’s the aching clench of my heart that comes as a surprise. I’ve never truly been needed by anyone.
Sure, the club needs me as their president, the members depend on me for leadership, but if something ever happened to me, I could easily be replaced, just like I replaced my old man when he was arrested and sentenced to life. My younger sister, Rhea, briefly needed me when she was forced to flee her mother and stepfather. But she’s always been pretty independent, she even goes to college out of state.
For Sky to seek me out even in her sleep tugs at my heartstrings, and I fall deeper for the girl.
“Mine,” I whisper possessively as I run my hands over her covered thighs, even as I brush my lips over her throat, slowly waking her up.
“Priest,” she moans, and when I push up to look at her, my eyes lock on clear light blue ones, and I find myself sinking into them. Christ, everything about this girl is perfect. Pure. As if to make up for the imperfections I bring to the table.
“You’re up,” I say throatily, brushing my lips against hers, and she opens up to me so easily, sighing with pleasure when I slip my hand under the sheets, my cock jutting hard against my jeans when I find her naked under the covers.
She parts her thighs for me when I slide my hands down her body, gasping softly against my lips when I rub circles over her damp folds to part her feminine lips. She whimpers when I begin rubbing circles over her sex, coating my hand with her arousal.
“Oh, Daddy,” she cries, arching her hips to ride my fingers, and it takes everything not to shoot in my pants.
My cock is straining painfully behind my fly with the need to come inside of her tight little cunt and mark her as mine.
“Fuck!” I growl, withdrawing my hand before tossing the covers off her to reveal her naked body. “I need to fuck you now, baby.” My eyes stay on her as I push back off the bed to strip out of my clothes. I tear off the shirt and toss it aside. “Touch yourself, princess. Get your tight pussy ready for Daddy.”
She bites her lips and looks down, but not before I catch sight of her excited eyes. She hesitates a little, and I watch with bated breath as my perfect girl dips her left hand between her legs.
