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“Shhh baby, the doctor hasn’t been out to see us yet, she promised to come out just as soon as she could,” I tell her, and can see the disappointment on her tired face. Guiding her over to the chair I was sitting on, I sit down and place her on my lap. She rolls her eyes, but smiles as I notch my hardening dick against her plush ass. Having her clothed will have to do until we get home and I can get her naked.

Down boy, I will my cock, there’s no way I’m going to come in my pants like some randy teenager who can’t control himself.

Resting her head on my chest, we stayed like that for some time, before finally the doctor made an appearance.

“Family of Max Cullen.” she calls out, though she’s looking straight at us. My brothers stand as Zoe jumps off my lap, and takes off at an almost run, while I catch up at a more sedate pace.

“I’m Max Cullen’s daughter. How is he?” she speaks softly, but I can see the worry in her eyes, and I wrap an arm around her waist, giving her my strength.

“He’s sustained several injuries, the most important one is that we had to remove his spleen, and he has a bruised left kidney. We need to keep him under observation for a few days, but for all of that, and considering his age, he’s actually doing remarkably well,” the doc says with a friendly smile.

“Can I see him?”

“He’s actually awake and asking for you. I told him I’d come and get you. Come with me.” Zoe turns to look at me, and I smile down at her, encouraging her to go.

“Go on, little one. I’m sure he’s anxious to see you.” She smiles, puts her hand on my cheek, and brings my face to hers. Our lips meet in a soft, sweet kiss that leaves me reeling once we break apart.

“I’ll never forget what you’ve done for my father. I love you.” She says, before turning on her heel and following the doctor. Once Zoe disappears behind the doors, I turned to my brothers, who look at me curiously.

I was feeling restless, and even though it wasn’t the time or place to make plans about what to do with the asshole we had in the basement, we needed a plan of action. He’d hurt my woman for the last time, and now he’d gone after her parents to get to her. I wouldn’t stand for it. No way, no how.

He was going to die tonight and by my hand. Or by the instrument I used to use in the past when I got rid of someone. The club had given me the road name Chains because I had killed that motherfucker who had beaten his wife the night Zoe found out who I really was—the night our relationship changed forever—with a piece of chain I kept attached to my sled. I had gone over to his place to get the protection money he was paying us, only to find him beating his long-suffering wife.

It reminded me of the way my fucker of a sperm donor used to beat my mother when I was a kid, and I saw red using the chain to stop him for good.

Not long after she left, Zoe returns after seeing her father. I can see she’s been crying, and as she comes straight to me, I wrap her up in my arms, sending her my strength.

“Can we go home?” she asks, yawning tiredly as I kiss the top of her head.

“Yeah, baby, we can go.” I tell her, my heart slamming into my chest, that she thinks of the clubhouse as home.

I’d lived there a long time as a single guy, but now that I had Zoe, I needed to make some changes. Some permanent ones.

I’d picked out a plot on club property to build my house on months ago, but hadn’t gotten around to doing anything with it as yet. Now’s a good time as any to start that house I was always wanting to share with my woman. Now with Zoe’s input.

The thought of the two of us living together in a house that we built sent my heart soaring, something I had wanted for a very long time. And now, finally, everything I wanted was within my reach.

Throwing my arm around her shoulders, we all finally leave the hospital behind, and I take my woman home on my sled. I had missed the feel of her soft body behind me, the way she wrapped her arms around me, resting her head on my back, and I know she was enjoying the hum of the engine between her legs if her squirming on the seat was anything to go by.

All too soon we arrive home, I didn’t give her the opportunity to get off my bike on her own as I scooped her up in my arms and strode through the clubhouse to our room, taking the stairs two at a time. Throwing her onto the bed, she lands on the mattress with a squeal.

Kicking the door closed with my foot, I undress, and she watches me closely.

Arching a brow, I stop what I’m doing, since she’s just lying there not making a move to get naked herself.

“You just gonna watch me, little one, or are you going to get naked?”

“I can’t help but watch you.” She says breathlessly, looking me over as I stood before her, completely naked. My dick standing at attention, the piercing winking at her as she licks her lips.

I was all over her. Barely able to rein in my feelings for her as I practically ripped the clothes from her body, finally having her naked underneath me. We both groan at the feeling of skin on skin. Kissing deeply, tasting each other’s mouths.

Sliding slowly down her body, I licked my way down to the place I needed to taste the most. The pot of honey at the end of the rainbow.

Voracious for her, I force myself to go slow, even though it’s the last thing I want. I slide my tongue from her back hole to her front in one long lick, a groan leaving my lips as the taste of her explodes on my tongue. I’ve fucked many women in my ten years in the MC, but none of them were ever Zoe. I would never go down on a club whore, because more often than not, she would have the come dripping out of her from another brother when she would come to me. I wasn’t into that nasty shit like some of my brothers might be.

“Is all this wetness for me?” I ask, sucking hard on her clit as she moans something incoherently.

“Is it?” I demand again, using my teeth to bite down on the hardening nub.

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