Black Dogs Motorcycle Club: Full Series Box Set (38 page)

~ FOURTEEN ~

Eva sat in the cool shade of the forest meadow and
absently picked flowers. She could hear Charlie’s and Will’s loud voices from
the open back door of the bar. In her mind, the fight echoed and replayed over
and over, like it was on a broken feedback loop. The whole thing couldn’t have
lasted two minutes, and yet Eva felt ten years older than she had when it
began, and in her head everything played in slow motion.

She could still see Will
standing there, hovering over the unconscious man on the floor, the man he had
already defeated. Among the books she had devoured in her life, Eva had read
many from the great warriors and generals of history, including the fictional
ones. She couldn’t remember a single honorable warrior who brought death to an
enemy he had already defeated. It was a scorched-earth policy, the actions of a
man full of rage, not of a cunning warrior only looking for victory. It was
desperate.

Eva knew from the second she
saw him that Will was dangerous, and now she had seen it first-hand on more
than one occasion. He wanted so badly to kill that man—to kill all of them.

But he didn’t
, said a voice in her
head.
He gave injuries that heal. Shallow cuts. Broken bones.
Eva winced
as the sound of that man’s arm cracking days before echoed in her mind.
Up
until that moment, he has gone out of his way not to kill anybody.

Will, the enigma. The
warrior poet. Eva felt her heart twisting and breaking, trying to wind around
the reality of him. Underneath her confusion was a sincere relief that she
hadn’t had to watch anyone die today—not just her brother, or Will, but anyone.
She wasn’t fierce like the heroines in her books, or like Will himself was. She
didn’t want to watch someone die. And she didn’t want to watch someone kill.

Suddenly the forest wind
was chilly rather than comforting on her skin. Eva picked herself up from the
meadow and brushed off her dress, and then wandered back toward the house, away
from the bar. She scuffled inside slowly and into her room, dropping down heavy
on the edge of the mattress.

A few minutes must have
gone by as she sat there, lost in the quiet, staring at the curtains in the
breeze, because she went from hearing nothing but the leaves rustling in the
trees to hearing the sharp rap of knuckles on the half-open door of her
bedroom.

It startled her to find
Will standing in the doorway. She swallowed and gave him a deep once-over,
uninterested in interacting with the growling animal that had pushed her out of
the bar. But something was soft and numb about him.
Which Will is this?

“May I come in?” he said.

Eva didn’t answer. She
lowered her head and stared at the hands fidgeting in her lap. Will waited a
few polite seconds before he stepped inside anyway and sat on the bed next to
her.

When his voice came out,
it was that same honey-sweet quiet baritone she loved. “Are you all right?”

Eva rubbed her eyes. “Yes.
I’m not hurt.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

She let out an exasperated
huff, a nervous half-laugh. “Well, then
no,
I’m not all right. I just
watched you kick the shit out of men and almost kill one of them, so…”

“I didn’t want you to see
that, Eva. I asked you—”

“I know, I know. ‘Stay in
the office. Eva, just do what you’re told and everything will work out fine,’ ”
she said, the words spilling out of her mouth before she could stop them. “I’m
sick of hearing that. I’m sick of being a bystander in my own life. And if I
had stayed in the office, you would have blown that guy away, right? So if you
ask me, Will, it’s a damn good thing I didn’t listen to you.”

When she finished, she
instantly felt lighter at getting those words out, yet still nervous as she
waited for a reaction. Will fell quiet for a moment, and the room filled with
the sound of her own nervous breathing and tears.
When did I start crying?

Will reached over and
wrapped one of his hands around both of hers. He squeezed them tightly until
her anxious fidgeting stopped. The warmth of his hands against her skin was so
enveloping that Eva let out a tired little groan under her breath at the
sensation. Angry as she was, she couldn’t stop herself from clinging back,
twisting her fingers in his.

“Why did you do that?” she
asked in a teary whisper.

Will leaned until his head
rested on top of hers. He said, “I have to protect you.”

Eva turned and made him
look into her eyes. “You
did
protect me. You have every step. And you
haven’t had to kill anybody yet to do it. There’s no reason to start now.”

“They’ll keep coming,
Eva,” he said, his voice breaking. “They’ll keep coming, and I can’t let you
die.” He dropped his forehead onto hers.

They grasped each other’s
hands as if some unseen force would otherwise pull them apart. Eva felt an
inexplicable and overwhelming rush of emotion crash into her as the sensation
of Will’s touch pulsed against her stimulated skin.

“I don’t want
you
to die,” she said. “You’re running headfirst into battle with no armor, Will,
don’t you see that? I know we just met, but I
know
this isn’t you. I
know you’re a smarter warrior than this… this suicidal berserker that you are
now.”

Will surprised her by
giving her an enormous grin. “Of course you know what a berserker is.” He
pulled one of his hands up to run through her hair and caress the side of her
face. His touch made her feel electric, alive, and Eva nuzzled the side of her
face into his palm. “Because you’re an incredible fucking woman that has no
business understanding my world.”

Eva met his eyes, firm and
sure. “If I haven’t shown you this already, Will, let me tell you again: you
don’t get to control me. Not what I know, not what I understand, and not what I
do.”

The tension between them
quickly shifted to the most heated, sexual charge Eva had ever experienced.
Will stared at her face, at her lips, hands clutching the side of her head as
if he was trying to stop himself. But the fire built in his eyes and in a
heartbeat his lips were against hers, devouring them hungrily.

Eva threw herself into his
embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and pulling him as close as
she could get him. She moaned into his mouth as Will put his arms around her
waist and pulled her even closer, lifting her up off the bed and into his arms.
He held her hard against his lap for a few seconds as their tongues continued
to wage their own battle for dominance, but then he threw her back onto the bed
and crawled on top, both their legs dangling off the short end of the mattress.

Eva melted under the feel
of his soft lips and the scratch of the scruff on his chin as he ran his mouth
up and down her neck, across her collarbone, and down the small part of her
chest that was exposed by the square-cut dress she wore. Her fingers slid
through his hair, tightening their grip as one of his own grasped at her
breast. His name escaped her lips softly and repeatedly as she felt his other
one slide along her body until it passed the edge of her dress to land on the
bare skin of her thigh. It didn’t pause for a moment before it dove right under
the soft fabric until his palm landed straight against her panty covered pussy.
His name turned into a moan of pleasure as his hand began to rub against her
intensely.

Twisting under his expert
touch, her mouth opened happily to suck in a finger he pressed against her
lips. She smiled at the sound of his own groan when he felt her tongue swirl
around his finger. As last time, nothing she did could take his focus away from
what he was doing between his legs, though. He kept up his pressure with the
other hand until she came, hard and screaming, wetness soaking the panties
under his hand. Only once she came down from her bliss did Will gently strip
the damp fabric from her legs, bending to take a few laps with his tongue
before standing to undress himself.

Will pulled her to her
feet with courtesy and told her to hold still while he ran a soft hand up her
back, feeling for the zipper on her dress. He drew it down slowly, letting the
fabric fall around her arms and off her like melted frosting. She stood before
him fully exposed, and Will let out a soft sound of appreciation at the sight.

“You’re so fucking
beautiful,” he said in a throaty whisper. He kissed her, lips swollen and red,
just like her own. His strong hand held her jaw as they made out like
teenagers, pressing his warm, naked flesh against hers. His pulsing erection
slid between them and made her ache to be filled.

“I want you,” she
whispered as he bit at the skin on her neck.

Will bit harder. “Tell me
again.”

“I want you inside me
now
,”
she said. “Please.”

Will covered her mouth
with his own in a firm kiss, and then dipped her back down on the bed with
careful arms, sliding her up and against him until she lay comfortably across
the mattress. He bucked his hips against her as his legs slid between hers,
positioning himself at her hot entrance. She knew he didn’t slip a condom on
this time, but she didn’t care. The thought of feeling the bare skin of his
cock slide into her, and the eruption of heat that would fill her at the end, only
added to her excitement.

He pressed the head of his
cock against her as his eyes shone down from above. “Tell me.”

“Fuck me, Will.”

He pushed inside of her in
response, but only just. Eva writhed and tried to pull him further with her own
hips, but he wouldn’t budge. Instead, he dipped his head to catch her lower lip
into his mouth and sucked on it before repeating himself. “Tell me again.”

“
Please
fuck me,
Will. I need your cock inside me so badly,” she begged, far too gone to
disobey.

Will sighed with a smile
and then answered with one firm thrust. His entire cock slid into her, and Eva
wrapped her legs around his waist as she cried out in pure satisfaction. From
the sounds of his dirty talk, Eva expected Will to give her another hard fuck,
but he surprised her instead with his slow, deep thrusts. He took the time to
inch his cock out of her nearly all the way before he pushed back in with firm
pressure, not fast but hard, building them both to an intense orgasm. Will
watched her face as he hovered over her, planting little kisses all along her
jaw and neck, ending back over her lips. Her pale skin lit up underneath the
insistence of his touch.

She was getting close,
grasping at him and drawing her nails against his back as he smothered her with
another kiss. She was almost breathless when he finally moved his lips again,
and not just from the kiss. “I’m going to come.”

Will kept his face next to
hers as he pumped a little faster, but still with that same deliberate thrust,
all the way out, then back in. Eva’s feet curled around his waist, helping to
drive him even deeper into her core. His mouth hovered over hers, both
breathless and panting, lips swollen.

“Come for me, Eva,” said
Will. He tangled a hand in her hair and used it to leverage his thrust, pushing
deeper than ever. Eva screamed in pleasure at the feeling of his cock driving
into her, but it was his tongue licking along the edges of her neck that sent
her over the edge. She came hard on his cock, wave after wave of rapture rippling
through her body. It was so strong, she almost didn’t notice Will reach his own
hot finale. He pushed deep inside her pussy with a finally powerful thrust and
held himself there as he came, holding her face hard against his as he filled
her insides with the heat of his own essence.

“Eva,” he rasped.

She nuzzled up against his
face. “Will.”

He gave her lips a peck
and flashed his incredible half-grin. “I’m coming back in here tonight after
your brother goes to bed, and I dare you to stop me.”

~ FIFTEEN ~

The following afternoon, Will poured himself a
double-shot of whiskey, drank it down, then poured another.
Bartender perk,
he told himself. Charlie had asked him to stay and watch things so he could run
into town on some errand, but he had not specified that Will was not allowed
near the whiskey during the job. The place was empty, anyway.

Will was still riding the
battle high from the day before, feeling stronger and better than he had felt
in months. Hell, in
years
. Even though he had felt shitty at first when
Eva stopped him from using lethal force, she had eased that wound endlessly
with her eager hands and passionate kisses. Will felt virile, invincible around
her, like he really was the prince in some fairytale come to save her. It made
him ache for her when she wasn’t in the room.

Luckily, that didn’t
happen very often. As if she heard his thoughts, Eva appeared from the back,
wearing a beautiful, short, yellow sundress. Like it always did, the sight of
the pale skin of her bare legs was enough to harden his cock almost instantly.
Any other woman would have to strip down to nothing to get Will as aroused as
Eva did in her normal wear. She was like a music box that only he held the key
to, the touch and sight of her a special secret he felt lucky to have. That
power turned him on more than a roomful of the hottest strippers.

Eva stood there, grinning
at him with a goofy, self-effacing smile. She was watching him stare. “What’s
gotten into you?” she asked.

He returned a half-grin of
his own and let his gaze roam casually over her body before he sauntered
forward to slide an arm around her waist. “I think the better question is, what
can I get into you?”

Eva turned red, but her
eyes and mouth said she was hungry. “You’re lucky there’s no one around to hear
you talk so dirty.”

“I’m also lucky they’re
not around to see me acting so dirty,” he responded as he leaned forward to
steal a wet kiss. His other hand ran shamelessly up her right thigh, under her
dress, caressing her ass with greedy touches. The little moan that came out of
her mouth made his cock pulse, and he pulled her body against him so that she
could feel what she did to him.

“Will…” she said in a
breathless protest. Her eyelids fluttered and her chest rose with heavy
breaths. “Someone could walk in…”

Will brought his hand up
and held her face as he kissed her deeply, his tongue probing her mouth. She
melted into the kiss and leaned back into him. He only finally pulled away from
her mouth so that he could plant small kisses on the rest of her face and
caress her swollen lips with his thumb.

The hand around her waist
came back around front and swept underneath the skirt of her dress. Will’s
fingers probed until he felt the silkiness of her panties, already wet under
his touch. She gasped when he zeroed in immediately on her clit.

“Do you want me to stop?”
he whispered against her lips.

Eva bucked her hips up to
meet his touch and kissed him hungrily. “No,” she said in a whisper of her own.

Will smiled and kissed her
again. He pulled his hand out from under her dress and turned her around,
pressing her ass against the growing bulge in his jeans. Eva moaned and writhed
against him as he pushed his hands over her body, squeezing her breasts and
sucking on her neck. After a few moments, he roughly pushed her against the bar,
leaning her forward over it.

Dropping to his knees,
Will lifted the back of her dress and exposed her beautiful, pale ass, decked
out in pink lace panties. Eva responded by gyrating her hips ever so slightly
under his touch and gaze, whimpering as he kneaded her ass gently, one finger
running slowly and teasingly along her slit. When he couldn’t wait any longer,
Will carefully peeled her panties down over her ass until they reached her
knees.

“Do you have any idea how
incredible you taste?” said Will as he brought his face up to her pussy. His
tongue made a few probing licks against her heated, swollen skin, and Eva
writhed like she had been shocked. He smiled as she turned her head toward the
front door, eyes wide for fear of it swinging open, yet still unwilling to stop
him from his obvious plan. With a delicate touch, he teased her clit under his
fingertips for a few seconds before lowering his mouth over her pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” he heard Eva
say as she pushed her hips back to meet his tongue, driving him deeper into
her. Her sweetness coated Will’s mouth and beard, his hands holding open her
lips and ass to give him complete access to every inch of her. He pushed on her
clit as he licked her and moaned against her lips when her legs began to shake from
pleasure. Will didn’t let up even then, his tongue lashing her folds until a
mighty orgasm overcame Eva. He drank the juices as she came on top of his face,
listening as her hands grasping at the bar for support and her soft voice
groaned his name.

A few more licks along her
sensitive pussy and then he stood, bending over her to grab her head and forced
her to lean back and meet his deep, passionate kiss. Still breathless from her
orgasm, she returned it desperately. “That’s what you taste like,” he said,
when he finally pulled away. He brought up his fingers and put them to her lips
for good measure. Watching Eva pull them into her mouth and suck hard against
them made his dick so hard it hurt.

Will leaned back enough to
unbuckle his jeans and pull down his boxers. His hard cock sprung free, swollen
with lust. Lifting the folds of Eva’s yellow dress again, he smiled to see her
panties still wrapped around her knees like sexy. pink rope. Her pussy dripped,
waiting, as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit. Eva cried out
as soon as she felt him, pressing back against him and begging for him to give
it to her, this time not even waiting for him to ask.

Will couldn’t stand much
more teasing himself. With the taste of her orgasm still fresh on his tongue,
he pushed his length into her and began to fuck her hard, holding her body
against his with one hand, while the other braced them on the bar. He bucked
his hips up to bury his cock as deep inside Eva as he could, and Eva pushed
back against him before dragging his hand up to cup her swaying breasts. She
twisted around to kiss him then, her tongue lapping at his lips like a hungry
dog. He loved the way she seemed to let go of her inhibitions when they fucked,
the way she lost herself in the touch and passion, completely in the moment and
undistracted…

“Will,” she said in a
breathy voice.

“Eva,” he said back,
pushing hungry lips into her neck and shoulders.

“Will!” she said again,
this time in a voice that made him open his eyes and listen. Underneath the
pulse of his heart and sound of their bodies came the unmistakable rumbling of
approaching engines pulling into the bar’s parking lot. They were so unusually
loud they could only be motorcycles.

“Someone’s here,” said
Eva, eyes wide with fear even as she remained bent across the bar with him
inside of her.

Will groaned in
frustration at the idea of having to separate himself from Eva’s sweet pussy
before they were both done, but the sharp sound of car doors shutting drew away
the last of his lust-haze. He pulled his cock out and moved away from her
quickly, fumbling to do up his pants.

The bar door swung open as
both of them were still quite obviously rearranging their clothes, faces
flushed. Eva’s hair looked like she had been caught in a wind storm. Will
glanced over to the front door and saw Charlie entering, his face dark and
angry.

Oh, fuck
, thought Will.
Did I
just get caught fucking his little sister?
He looked away instinctively,
eyes landing on Eva.

“Charlie,” she said, with
a big, overcompensating smile. “How was town—” Her words dropped off when two
more men followed him into the bar. A wash of recognition came over her face,
causing Will to turn and look. His stomach hardened to stone.

Jase and Ghost stood
there, flanking Charlie, whose arms were crossed in front of him. He looked
like the bullied kid who had run home and convinced his big brothers to fight
for him. Ghost’s expression seemed much like it always did: alert yet bored,
his eyes betraying little as he looked at Eva and Will. Jase’s face, however,
spoke volumes. He glared at Will with a potent mix of disappointment, anger,
and exhaustion.

“Oh, fuck.” This time,
Will couldn’t stop the words from dropping out of his mouth. He felt Eva’s eyes
on him but didn’t turn to meet them.

For a moment, the men on
both sides of the room stood silently, sizing each other up. Will didn’t want
to speak first. He didn’t fully understand how this strange fellowship had come
together, and he didn’t want to give them any information they didn’t already
have. Instead, he waited.

He thought Jase would
speak, but instead it was Charlie who broke the silence. His gaze flickered
back and forth between Will and his sister. “Did we just interrupt what I think
we interrupted?” His voice was deadly quiet.

“Charlie…” said Eva in a
calming tone.

Her brother shook his head
and let out bitter laughter. “No, that’s just about perfect, isn’t it? This
motherfucker comes in here and endangers my family’s livelihood, why shouldn’t
he help himself to my sister, too?”

“She’s a grown woman,”
said Will.

“You shut your fucking
mouth,” said Charlie, pointing an angry finger. “I know all about you now, Mr.
Knight in Shining Armor. This little playtime is over for you.”

“No one’s playing,” said
Will. “Least of all, me.”

“Charlie, what is this?
Who are these guys?” said Eva with a hand toward them.

Jase moved into the bar
space a few steps. “We’re friends of Will’s…”

“They’re members of your
sweetheart’s fucking
biker gang
, that’s who they are,” said Charlie,
spitting the words. “That’s why he’s so good at beating the hell out of people.
That’s why he knows what’s going on. He’s a fucking criminal.”

Will’s face went dark. He
met Charlie’s angry eyes. “I protected you.”

“Not according to your
buddies here,” said Charlie. He held up his smart phone to display a picture of
Will sitting at the bar with half a smile on his face. She wasn’t in the
picture, but Will knew he had been talking to Eva when it was taken. “You think
I was about to go along with your insane plan? Instead I took this around town
until someone recognized you. Imagine my surprise when they told me who you
were.”

“You should have come to
us, Will,” said Jase. “What the fuck made you think
this
was a good
idea? Were you seriously going to try and storm the cartel with two men—one of
whom isn’t even trained? What did you think you were gonna do?”

“The same thing I should
have done before: slit every last one of their fucking throats,” said Will in a
steady, firm voice.

Ghost let out a sardonic
laugh and scratched at the side of his face. “Will, I love you, bro, but this
is just fucking suicide. This is stupid, and you’re not stupid. You need to
listen to us.”

“No, you fuckers need to
listen to me,” said Will, fury boiling within his veins. He stalked around the
bar to meet them, ignoring the feel of Eva’s questioning gaze on him. “Two
years ago, I couldn’t get either fucking one of you to listen to anything but a
violent answer, and now you both have the balls to stand here and tell me I’m
wrong for fighting? You would rather me try to talk my way out of this mess
again and watch Henry get them killed, watch this place get burned to the
ground at my feet again? I don’t think so. I fucked up before, and it’s not
happening again.”

“Two years ago is not
what’s happening right now,” said Jase. “Can you get that through your thick
skull? You’re putting these people at risk, and for what? You can’t bring her
back, Will.”

“Shut your fucking mouth,
Campbell!” yelled Will as he took two hard steps and shoved into Jase’s chest
with his own. Jase had height and weight on him, but in that moment Will felt
no fear, no pain, no future, his rage laced with the illusion of invincibility.
“This has
nothing to do
with her.”