OWNED & UNTAMED (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (23 page)

“What do you think?” I asked.

“It’s actually beautiful up here. Somber but beautiful.”

“We come up here a lot to think. A lot of bad shit down there so we try to find peace up here.”

“When was the last time you were up here?” she asked.

I thought about it. It had been a long while. A real long while.

“The MC has been going through some wild shit,” I said. “Our former President was not a good one. He had been working against the MC for a long time, benefiting himself. Trev came up from another charter to take the gavel. He’s a good man. A good President.”

“I like Eden.”

“She looks ready to pop.”

“She is,” Belle said. “I can’t imagine.”

“What? Being knocked up?”

“Well, besides that, just being in this world like this. How does it all work, Duke?”

“It just does. You either get it or you don’t.”

“What if someone dies? What if someone ends up jail?”

“Same thing could happen anywhere else,” I said. “I know, it’s hard to understand our life sometimes but you’ll get used to it.”

“Get used to it?”

“Sweetie, you’re not ditching me,” I said. “I’m not ditching you either. Whatever happened in the past I can’t control. I’ll apologize for it every day but I won’t let it happen again. I’m here for good. You’re here for good. You want to get married, sweetie? I’ll make that happen. You want to be like Eden? I’ll knock you up right here, right now. Shit, we’ve been going at it how long now without protection?”

Belle grinned and blushed. “I know, Duke. That doesn’t mean I did not protect myself.”

“I could end that in a heartbeat,” I said. “But that’s not why we’re up here.”

“Then why are we up here?” Belle asked.

“To catch our breaths for a second. Because it’s going to get crazier before it gets better. And I wanted to be alone with you, Belle. To look at you. To feel you. To give you a chance to think for a second.”

“I’ve got nothing at this point, Duke,” Belle said. “Honestly. I can’t believe what has happened since I called you. It’s like… like I started a fire.”

“Meaning what? You regret that call?”

Belle swallowed. “Duke…”

“Hey, it’s okay. You could regret anything you want.” I felt a little pain in my heart hearing that. “Anything, sweetie.”

“I just had no idea this was your life, Duke. I mean, are you happy?”

“I’m happy right now. That’s all I’m worried about.”

“Then explain it to me.”

“I told you how it all happened. You go over there and you come back changed. We were warned about it. But me and Jim… we just wanted action. I never thought it would happen the way it did. I came back and just couldn’t shake it all off. What was I going to do? Go from shooting at people that wanted me dead to what? Fixing cars and arguing with the general public over the cost of labor? Going to an office to… fuck that, sweetie. I needed that sense of power and freedom. I needed to break away from all that had taken me down to hell. And the second I landed with these guys I just knew it was right. We take care of each other and that’s all that matters. There’s no judges or juries. No lawyers. We take our shit to the table, talk, vote, and when that gavel hits, you do what’s told to do.” I slipped my hand into Belle’s hand. “Now, you and I together, sweetie, that’s right to me. And if you hadn’t made that call and I hadn’t seen what the pricks from the Hell Five were going to do, not only would Jim have been killed, you would have a war in your backyard. That call you made saved everyone. Shit, sweetie, it saved me. You saved me.”

That’s when I lost my breath for a second.

What the hell was I doing acting so vulnerable to her?

I backed away from Belle and turned around. Shit, I was right back to the same spot as before. Realizing that she was my real family. From the moment I met Jim, met her, met Big Jim. They all did more for me than my family ever did.

The emotion swung and hit me square in the chest. My throat closed up for a second and I stared out to the night. The stars up in the sky and the random lights from buildings and houses all around.

“Duke?” Belle asked.

I ignored her.

I was back there again. Staring up at the stars at night. We used to sit outside when allowed and shoot the shit. Talking with my boys from Tennessee, Michigan, Oregon, and Florida. Scattered across the country but united over there for one purpose. I never talked to anyone after the IED’s went off that day. The night before it all happened we were talking about the women we left behind. I painted a picture of me and Belle that was just…

I was back to reality and I spun around. Belle was a foot away and I grabbed her hands. My fingers locked into hers.

“You are everything to me,” I said. “From the day I saw you. Your dorky hair. Your ugly braces. When you had to wear glasses for a couple years. Through every awkward moment of yours I watched a beautiful woman flourish from it. And I waited patiently for the right time. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you, sweetie. The right time… the right life. Well now, I’m going to tell you something. Fuck that. Fuck the right time. Fuck the right life. All we have is
this
time and
this
life. And I want it with you.”

Belle’s mouth fell open. There were a few moments of silence and then she smiled.

“About time you’ve realized that,” she said. “Because that’s all I’ve ever wanted. You, Duke. Just you. And if having you means having this life, the club, whatever else, then I’m there. I just need you to tell me what’s going on and what to expect.”

“I can live with that,” Duke said. “Right now you can expect me to have to leave and do some things. Some of which I can’t talk about. All we can do is prepare. I brought you up here to get to understand it all. When there’s a time to breathe, you fucking breathe, sweetie. You don’t fuck around with that. Because hell is waiting just around the corner.”

“Trust me, Duke, I know what that means,” Belle said. “All I’ve been through…”

I broke a hand away from hers and I touched her face. My thumb stroked her cheek. “You’ll never have to do that shit alone ever again.”

My hand slid behind her neck and pulled her close. I kissed her. Our lips, our tongues, colliding and forcefully playing with each other. Belle put her hands to the top of my jeans and tugged. The kiss then grew hotter. It grew wilder. My left hand slid up her body and touched her breast over her shirt. Belle opened her mouth and let out a sigh. Feeling her breath, tasting her sigh, I knew I had to have her again.

Fuck, I had to have Belle right there on the spot.

**

She shuddered as I lifted her shirt up over her head. She bit her lip as I unsnapped her bra and pulled it off her body. I draped it over one of the lawn chairs and then admired that I had Belle fucking naked on the roof of the clubhouse. Her arms were crossed, covering her beautiful breasts. Her legs together, showing the cut of her slit.

Goddammit, she was fucking amazing.

I touched her wrists and pulled. “Don’t be afraid.”

“This is insane,” Belle whispered. “Anyone could come up here.”

“Then we better hurry.”

I pulled her arms down to her sides. Her nipples were super hard, my hands unable to control themselves as I touched her. I palmed her tits and squeezed, feeling my cock sliding down the leg of my jeans even more.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. My cock was full and needed release.

I stepped back and took off my leather cut. I figured the right thing here was to make it fair. So I took off my shirt and then dropped my jeans down to my ankles. My cock popped free, standing tall, shooting straight out at Belle. She stepped toward me and her hand slid along the top of my thick shaft. I loved her fucking touch. My hands slapped to her hips with an echoing crack. She let out a groan and jumped. I pulled her close, bending my knees, letting my dick ease between her legs. I felt her warmth and wetness rub against me.

We kissed again and then I put my hands to her ass and pulled at her. I lowered myself down right there on the roof. I got down on my ass, putting my back down, my hands holding Belle’s hips, bringing her right down to my cock. The swell of my cock pressed against her pussy, opening her right up. I entered her and slid my hands up her body to cup her breasts. Her hands touched mine, but only for a few seconds. As she lowered herself down, her hips bucked, trying to get used to me and fully accept me.

Her hands came flying forward and down, clawing at my chest.

“Oh, fuck,” she groaned. “It’s so good.”

“You haven’t even taken it all yet, sweetie,” I said.

My hands eased to her lower back and I pulled, bringing her all the way down on me. Belle let out a whimpering cry that carried into the night. Fuck, it was such a fun risk being up there on the roof of the building. It didn’t matter if someone caught us, but I knew for Belle, it was something she worried about.

I climbed my fingers up her back and pulled at her, bringing her down to me. She leaned forward and let her tits hang in front of my face. Now there was something I could never resist. I brought my hands around and cupped her tight, my thumbs running across her nipples a second before I tasted her. My tongue ran rampant, flicking up and down, feeling the stiffness of her nipple to my mouth. I then tasted each breast, suckling hard, forcing Belle to dig her nails harder into my chest.

I pulled away from her chest and put my hands to her back again. I pulled her down, now wanting to taste her mouth.

As we kissed, Belle started to fuck. Her knees on the roof, lifting and lowering her perfect ass, guiding her pussy along my dick, working it all perfectly. I wondered if she had any idea how good she could fuck. My hands inched down her back, right to the bump of her ass. Each time she lifted up, my fingers pressed, shoving her back down. I wanted her harder. I wanted her faster. I wanted to feel her pussy come all over me right before I filled her.

The kiss was as hot as the sex. We were both sloppy, voracious, demanding more from each other. Shit, there were so many emotions between us tangled up in that kiss and fuck it could never be undone. That was just how me and Belle always were. We were meant to be together.

I put my hands to her hips and then belly, gently pushing. I wanted her up. I wanted to watch her fuck me. I wanted to watch her tits dance as she fucked me.

Belle lifted her top half off me and put her hands to my chest. It pressed her tits together. She started to speed up, putting those curvy hips to great use. My cock was buried deep inside and I knew it was only a matter of time before I let go. I bent my knees just a little and dug the heels of my boots to the roof. When Belle lifted up I thrust up at her, pounding my cock back into her pussy. She let out a cry the first time I made the bold move but then she leaned forward, her hands scratching off my chest to the roof and stayed there, letting me fuck her.

I pounded at her, over and over, my body smashing against her with the wettest of sounds. I couldn’t contain myself, loving the way she felt and loving the angle of it. I put a hand to her hair and made damn sure she stared into my eyes as I fucked her. My other hand eased between her legs, two fingers finding the nub of her clit. All it took then were a few rough strokes and Belle started to come. Her depths squeezed at me, sheathing me even tighter. A gush of intense warmth spread all the way down my shaft and released from her body. That just made it all wetter and better.

Belle started to rock her hips at me again, keeping up with my pace. I took my fingers from her clit and went around to her lower back and put her right where I wanted her to be when I came. My balls were starting to ache with the demand of release. My hands touched her ass as my legs tightened and I got ready.

“Fuck, sweetie,” I growled. “I’m ready. Take it all. Take it deep.”

“Fuck, Duke,” Belle moaned. “Fill me.”

I thrust up and held there, feeling my cock exploding.

The first gush was as deep as my cock could reach. Belle then lifted up and thrust right back down. Those little pumps of her legs and body were exactly what my cock needed to keep coming inside her.

I let out a growl deep inside my chest when I felt her pussy squeeze at the head of my cock. She got every last droplet out of me before collapsing down to my chest. My arms went around her and hugged her tight. I thrust at her, making sure I was still deep inside her. I could feel her heart racing, pounding against my chest. My hands grabbed at her ass and lifted. I gently continued to fuck her, never wanting the moment to end.

I knew what came next…
even if Belle didn’t.

chapter twenty-six.

(belle)

Duke had unleashed a side in me I never knew was there. The wild outlaw got me to my feet and we stood there, naked, on the roof of his MC’s clubhouse, in the night. It was the most insane yet romantic scene of my life. We hugged each other and I felt his cock dangling, touching my leg. it turned me on yet made me feel so loved.

A breeze kicked up and while it wasn’t cold out, the second that breeze touched the sweat on my skin, I started to shiver.