Trust (Trojans MC Book 6) (8 page)

“I’m sure you’ve heard that Pike has left me,” she said.

“Wait? What? No, I haven’t heard that.” Mac put down his pen. “I’m so sorry.” He reached over and touched her hand. She stared at the touch of his hand, and she hated that fact that all she saw was friendship whereas everyone else saw more. She loved Pike, and Mac had never stood a chance.

“Do you love me?” she asked.

Never in all of her life did she think she’d have to confront a man about his feelings.

“What?” Mac asked.

“It’s a simple question. I know you wanted something more from me, and that I’m good for the diner. Do you care for, love, want me?” she asked.

He released her arm, looking uncomfortable. “Mary?”

“No, I need to know, because right now, my little girl is staying with my friend while I’m here. She hasn’t seen her father, and I’ve had my friend tell me something isn’t right between the two of us. You’re one of my friends, Mac. Tell me what you feel.”

“Look, I’m really sorry—”

“Goddamn it, Mac, just answer my question. Are you my friend or not?”

He sighed. “I’m not.”

Mary stared at him in shock. She had believed he would laugh at what Holly, Duke, and Pike were saying. Instead, this was all her fault, and she saw it now. She owed Pike more than an apology.

“Excuse me?”

“Come on, Mary. At first I pretended I didn’t. You’ve made this place shine in ways I never could. That blog of yours, I saw how much it meant, and I figured this would be a safe haven for you.” He shrugged.

“I’m with Pike.”

“Yet he rarely comes here anymore. I figured things were rough with you.”

“I never knew.”

“Never knew what? That someone could have a crush, fall in love, want you? Mary, you’re a beautiful woman. Your food is amazing, you’re amazing. After all this time, you didn’t have a clue? An inkling?”

“No. I thought if you had women that I’d never seen it was because you wanted it to remain private.”

“There hasn’t been anyone, and there won’t be anyone.”

Mary shook her head. “I’m sorry, Mac. I’m in love with Pike, and I only ever saw you as a friend.” She reached into her purse. “You once gave me half the business, and now I’m giving it back.”

“Mary?”

“No, don’t Mary me, or anything. This is what has to happen. I care about you, Mac, I do. I’ll never, ever, ever be in love with you. This is my fault. I thought it was possible to be friends with someone, and that was the lie. I’m so fucking stupid.” Mary placed the documents on the table and left the diner.

“I do love you, Mary. I’ll treat you better than Pike, and I’d always treat Starlight like my own.”

She closed her eyes and turned to look at him. How had she been so blind?

“Mac, she has a father, and it’s not you. It’s never going to be you. She loves her dad, Pike. He’s her father.” Throughout the whole of her life she had never wanted to hurt anyone, yet she had failed, and hurt the one man she loved the most. Even though in her heart she was telling herself to walk away, she turned back. This needed to be final so Mac had no doubt at all. “I love Pike. I’m in love with Pike. It has always been him, and it will always be him. I don’t love you.”

She left the diner with tears in her eyes.

Mac had been a friend. In her heart she had seen him as only a friend, and now she had learned that he thought he was something different.

Walking down the street, she saw that Sheila, Holly’s mother, had waited for her. Russ, Holly’s dad, had gone to the clubhouse to be with Pike, and Sheila had come to her.

“Are you okay, honey?” Sheila asked.

“Everything everyone else said was the truth. I was the one living the lie.” She batted away her tears. “Pike’s getting drunk?”

“Yes.”

“Will you take me to the clubhouse in the morning?” Mary asked.

“Yes.”

She had to salvage her marriage. Mary couldn’t let it fall apart. She had already done enough damage as it was.

Chapter Eight

Knuckles picked Beth up and carried her through to the main bedroom. He was going to give her the night of her life, and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. She belonged to him, and they belonged together. He’d never been surer of anything else in his life than the way Beth felt to him.

“I can walk.”

“I don’t care.” He pushed her to the bed and followed her down. Caressing her body, he moved between her thighs, opening her up. “You’re mine, baby.”

“I know.”

“You’ll always be mine. You know what that means?”

“Claiming me in front of the club.”

“Your brother wouldn’t be there to see it.”

“Knuckles, you’re naked between my legs. I don’t want to be talking about Daisy.”

He smirked. “Don’t worry, you won’t be thinking about him much longer.” Kissing her neck, he started to trail his lips down to her nipples. He flicked each one, and moved to the next, devoting careful attention to each one. Gliding down her body, he paused at her navel, nibbling even more. Her stomach quivered, and he took his time, flicking out his tongue, and teasing her some more.

“Baby, you’re so beautiful,” he said.

This first time, he wanted her to be so overtaken by pleasure that any past experience she had would be completely annihilated.

Moving between her thighs, he opened her pussy lips and stared. She really was pretty, even her cunt.

He wanted a taste of her. Knuckles also liked his woman to look like one, so he didn’t mind the small patch of pubic hair just above her lips. He saw she’d shaved away the rest from her lips. Flicking his tongue across her clit, he glided it down, going to her entrance. Pushing inside her, he moaned as more cream exploded on his tongue.

Fucking inside her, he got her even wetter before he moved back up to suck on her clit.

His cock already started to swell, and he wanted inside her.

Knuckles was determined to make her dripping wet. He wasn’t small.

“Oh, God, that feels amazing.”

Sucking her clit into his mouth, he flicked his tongue backward and forward. Pushing two fingers inside her, he started to fuck her, drawing out her orgasm, and getting her used to having him inside her.

Beth shattered around his fingers. Knuckles wasn’t about to punish her. There were many parts to his dominance. He didn’t require her to come on demand. Besides, tonight was a huge breakthrough for her, and he wasn’t about to spoil what was happening by his words.

Removing his fingers from her pussy, he licked them, while looking up at her.

“I’ve got some condoms,” he said.

“Me too.” She reached toward her drawer and produced one. “I did have plans for this to happen the first night you cooked me dinner.”

“How long have you been trying to get me into bed?”

“A while. It started at the club, but I saw you weren’t convinced. I figured if I showed you I’d grown up, and gotten to be more me, you’d accept it.”

“Baby, I’ve accepted that you’re a big girl for a long time.” He took the condom from her, tearing into it, and sliding the latex over his dick.

She licked her lips, and he was reminded of how good her lips were to have around his cock. He ran his thumb across her lip, and she opened up, sucking on his thumb.

“What are you thinking about, Knuckles?” she asked.

“You’ve got no idea. I want you so damn bad.”

Moving up the bed, he settled between her thighs. Knuckles wasn’t in a rush for this to end, and he wanted her lips more than anything. Cupping her cheek, he took possession of her mouth, sliding his tongue inside.

“Taste yourself,” he said. “You taste so good.”

She licked his lips, moaning along with him.

Pulling away, he gripped the base of his cock and placed the tip to her entrance. Staring into her pretty blue eyes, he slowly started to work his cock inside her. Knuckles didn’t look away. He kept his gaze on her, determined to see every reaction.

“You’re big,” she said, gasping.

“I know. Tell me if it’s too much.”

She shook her head. “It feels amazing.”

“You feel amazing.”

And she did. Her pussy was so tight, and hot. Knuckles pushed two inches inside her. When more of him was inside her, he moved his hands to rest beside his body. He made her look at him, by not looking away. Knuckles didn’t want to miss a second of this, and he was determined for her to see who she belonged to.

There was no doubt in his mind that Beth would be his old lady. It was who she was supposed to be.

“Please,” she said.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t care. I want you all, Knuckles. No holding back. I don’t want to hold back, not from you.”

He pushed another inch inside her, gritting his teeth against the pleasure. He was going to wait. Damn it, he was torn between giving her what she wanted, and doing what he knew was right. Her sweet words, and finally, her tightening pussy were too much.

Thrusting the entire length of his dick within her cunt, Knuckles paused at the hilt of her, even as she gave a gentle scream. He wasn’t small. Even Lori had complained about how big he was.

Fuck, don’t think about those women.

This is Beth, and they don’t have a place right now.

This was about them, not other women.

Opening his eyes, he stared into hers, and he saw that satisfied smile.

“Wow,” she said. “I’m not going to break, Knuckles.”

She touched his waist, and that touch was like lightning, shocking him to the core. Beth had come into his world, and into his heart. He’d never been a sentimental kind of guy. This woman, she was making him be something he’d never even conceived.

Keeping himself still within her, he felt every single twitch of her pussy. She tightened around him, squeezing him like a fist, her cream making it easy for him to claim her.

“It doesn’t have to hurt,” she said.

“Baby, I’ll never hurt you. Every time with me will be just as amazing.” He’d make sure of it.

She smiled. “Who would have thought that my big, bad biker had feelings?”

Knuckles leaned down, capturing her lips. It wasn’t enough. Sliding his tongue against the seam of her lips, he waited for her to let him inside. Tonight was all about the two of them exploring each other. Soon, they could explore an entirely different territory in their relationship. This was what they had been dancing around for nearly two years.

Plunging his tongue into her mouth, he started to rock within her.

Her pussy kept trying to make him go deeper, but he got her accustomed to the length and width of him. He went slowly at first until her cream started to gather, making it a much easier fit for him, so he glided within her with ease.

“Please, Knuckles. I can’t wait. I need you. Please fuck me.”

He wasn’t one to let a woman go on waiting. Taking hold of her hands, he locked them above her head, and making her watch him, he pulled all of the way out of her.

“You’re mine, Beth. No other man will know how sweet you taste, or how you sound. This is all going to be mine.”

“I’ve been yours since I met you,” she said.

“Baby, you’ve been mine since I first saw your picture.” Slamming inside her, Knuckles fucked her hard, and Beth begged him for more. Driving inside her, he started to ride her hard, and when she was getting close to orgasm, he slowed down, making it almost painful with her need.

“Yes, yes, please.”

Silencing her with his lips, he fucked her hard, giving and taking with equal measure. The bed banged against the wall.

“We come together,” he said, voice hoarse.

“Yes.”

Slamming inside her, he rode her, screaming for her to come, and she did at the same time as he did. Filling up the condom, he was a little upset that it wasn’t inside her, but that would come soon.

Staying within her walls, he rested beside her, stroking her cheek.

Tears filled her eyes, dripping down her cheeks. Knuckles didn’t say anything as he knew she was dealing with her demons right about now.

“I’ve been afraid for so long,” she said.

“You don’t have to be afraid anymore. I’ve got you. I’ll always have you.”

“I never knew it could be like this. I was afraid.”

“And now?”

“Now, I’m so glad you didn’t give up on me, or walk away. I don’t know what I’d have done if you walked away.”

Knuckles smiled. “There’s no chance of that. You need a fighter by your side, and you’ve got him in me. I’ll fight all of your battles.”

“Who will fight yours? I want to be that woman.”

“Beth, you are that woman. You don’t even realize how strong you are.”

****

Sex had been amazing. Beth stared into Knuckles’s dark eyes, and knew even before now that she loved him. She had loved him for a long time. Moving out of the clubhouse had been a hard decision to make, but it had been something she had to do to prove to herself that she was strong.

He pulled out of her, and she winced a little.

“I’m hungry,” he said.

“I’ve got a salad to cover it.”

Climbing off the bed, each little twinge made her smile and elate inside. She’d had sex, and it had been wonderful. Beth wanted to dance around the room, screaming for the victory that had just occurred. Instead, she glided serenely into her kitchen, and bent down, grabbing the large bowl of salad.

Placing it on the table, she got a couple of plates, and a few other things, buttering some bread.

Knuckles came out, completely naked, just like her. His cock was flaccid, but even so, he was a big man. Licking her lips, she recalled how he felt and tasted on her tongue. She wanted that again.

“This looks delicious.”

“I spent some time in the kitchen with Holly and Mary. They do know what they’re doing. I learned a few tricks from them.”

“They have that magical way of drawing you in, don’t they?”

“Tell me about it. I was only sitting there asking questions, and they were taking pictures. I never knew so much went into a blog.”

“Both women take it totally seriously. It’s about food, and they take food seriously. They don’t like to think any of their recipes would fail. It’s why you get so many tasting sessions. They make sure everything is perfect before letting the blog post go live.” He took a seat, and grabbed a fork. She watched as he took a large bite, and moaned. “This is damn good.”

“Yay, I’m so glad.” She started eating her own, taking up a bun and biting into it. “Do you do anything for the blog? You talk about it enough?”

“No, I don’t do anything, not really. Well, besides from being tasters for it, and they use me to experiment on.”

“I can see that. You’re good for experimenting.” A lot more dirty things were running through her mind.

“Eat some food. You’ve got a long night, and we can experiment some more very soon.”

She closed her thighs, trying to create a delightful friction against her clit. Being around Knuckles aroused her. He set her on fire with need.

They finished their salad, and she listened as Knuckles talked about the latest car he was working on.

“That’s the woman I saw today, right?”

“Yep. Brass wants to fuck her, and I’m bored with having to deal with him. She’s a pampered princess making a show of rebellion.”

“You don’t like pampered princesses?”

“I don’t like it when people tell me how to do my job.”

“Rusty Frank tells you.”

“The guy’s ancient. He probably knows more about cars that I do.”

“Yet he comes to the shop regularly to get his car fixed.” She chuckled. “I imagine he likes testing you. Seeing how long it is before you tell him no more.”

“It doesn’t matter. I can understand why he loves that car. It has got a lot of memories. He even told me the back seat was where he made his first daughter.” He laughed. “Of course, I know that I’ve changed the original back seating, if not someone else before I came along.”

“That’s what you like, memories?”

“Yeah, we’ve got to make them. I’d like to think that I can make some damn good memories.”

“What was life like as a child?”

“I didn’t have the kind of upbringing you or Daisy had.”

“I didn’t ask if you did.”

“My parents put me in foster care when I was five years old. They decided they no longer wanted a kid. They wanted each other. I wish I could saw they were crack whores, but they weren’t. Both were respectable, working people.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah, wow. I was too much of a handful for their organized lives.” Knuckles shrugged.

Beth packed away their food and took a seat. “Did you get adopted?”

“A couple of times. I was always a loner, you know. I didn’t need to be part of a crowd to be accepted. It’s what makes being part of the Trojans a little different for me. I never ran with a crowd, or got into any trouble. For the most part, I was a boring kid. Kept my head down, studied, and didn’t cause trouble.” He smiled. “The foster homes where I was part of a large group, they didn’t want to give me up, and to an extent they nurtured me.”