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“Brat,” I grumbled, but kissed her lips gently. “But you’re my brat.”
Apple gave a crisp nod. “Good. I’ll spread the word you’re taken, Bear.” She grinned at Olivia. “You have my number. You need anything, call me. It’s what best friends are for.”
Olivia blinked down at Apple. “Best friends? I-I’ve never had a best friend before.”
“Good. That way there’s no expectations, I can protect you as much as I see fit, and Bear here can have me bust his balls when he needs it and you can’t get mad ‘cause you think I’m being overprotective. ‘Cause that’s what best friends do.” Apple shrugged. “At least, according to Lemon. I never have in the past, but I’m thinking about taking it up.”
That got a chuckle out of me. “You’re supposed to be the docile one.”
“Yeah?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Never heard that before.”
“I’ll have Lemon work on getting you guys a bigger place in the family section. While I’m sure your digs here are fine, Liv deserves better.”
“Fully aware, hellcat.”
Apple smirked. “I think I like that. When I get to be an enforcer in the club, that’s what my road name’s gonna be.”
“Heaven help us all if that happens.” That came from Falcon as he passed us on the way back to the clubhouse.
Apple chucked her empty soda can at the back of his head. It hit with deadly accuracy. “Ain’t no ‘if,’ bitch. My sister is vice president. Imma be an enforcer.”
“Rocket! Your sister-in-law’s being a pain in the ass!” Falcon called to the president, never looking back at Apple, though he did duck his head and rubbed the back of it where her can had hit.
“Deal with it, fucker,” Rocket called back. “I got my hands full with my vice president right now.” He chuckled. “Literally. My hands are full of her ass while she’s straddlin’ me on the couch.”
Liv jerked and peeked around me to find Rocket and a grinning Lemon on the couch just like Rocket said. She faced him, straddling his hips. And, of course, Rocket gripped her jeans-clad ass in a firm grip before letting one side go and smacking a hand down on her cheek in a hard slap. Lemon yelped but immediately giggled and wiggled over his crotch.
“OMG! Get your ass back to the clubhouse or something and get a room, you guys!” Apple rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t fight the grin spreading her lips.
All this made Liv laugh too. So, yeah. I was grateful to both women. And Rocket. My whole club, really. They’d come through with flying colors for us.
I took us to my room and kicked the door shut before sitting on the bed with Olivia still in my arms. “You all right?” I murmured into her hair, feeling every shiver that rippled through her body.
“Yeah, just…” She paused, lifting her head to look into my eyes. “It’s a lot, you know? Everything that went down today.”
I nodded, my hand stroking down her back. “I know, honey. But you’re safe now. You’re with me. We’re with the club.”
She gave me a tired smile and nestled back against me. In the distance, the clubhouse was loud tonight, full of the raucous laughter and chatter of the Grim Road brothers. Each night seemed to get louder and louder. It should have been annoying, but I found it comforting. It was the noise of a big family get-together. Once Liv and I were properly settled and comfortable with each other and our place in each other’s lives, I looked forward to participating with her in the common room. But right here, right now, in my arms, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. I loved it.
“Kiss me, baby,” I said in a rough voice. “Want to feel your lips on mine.”
Without hesitation, Olivia tilted her head up, her pale eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that caught my breath. Her lips met mine in a soft, tentative touch that quickly deepened as she threaded her fingers through the short hair at the back of my neck, pulling me closer.
As our kiss grew fierce and demanding, I could feel every barrier between us melting away. The world outside -- the noise of the clubhouse, the constant threats surrounding the Grim Road MC -- everything faded into insignificance. In that moment, there was only Liv, her warmth, her taste, and the undeniable connection that had somehow formed between us amidst chaos.
Breaking the kiss momentarily, I stared down into her lovely eyes. I was struck at how much this woman meant to me in such a short time. The longer I spent in her presence, the more I wanted her. Body and soul. I wanted the right to claim all of her.
Liv’s response was immediate and full of yearning. She leaned in again, her lips meeting mine in a sweet, fierce kiss that spoke of all the turmoil of the day. Her arms slid around my neck, pulling me closer as if she needed the contact as much as I did.
The kiss deepened, and every barrier between us melted away. The taste of her was like a drug, addictive and heady, and I groaned into her mouth. My hands roamed down to grasp her hips, turning her so she straddled my lap. She gasped against my lips, a small sound of surprise and pleasure that made my heart hammer even harder.
Breathing heavily, I pulled back just enough to gaze into her eyes, those light pools reflecting a mix of desire and something fiercely possessive. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. She was mine. I was hers.
“Liv,” I murmured, my voice hoarse with emotion, “I want you -- all of you. Not just tonight, but every night after. For as long as I live.”
Liv bit her lip, a nervous habit I’d come to recognize and adore. She nodded slightly, her breath catching in her throat. “I-I want that too, Bear. I’m scared, but… I trust you. I’ve never felt like this before and I never want it to end.”
My heart swelled at her words, and impulsively, I tightened my grip on her hips, bringing her closer so she sat over the hard ridge of my cock. Our clothing separated us, but I could still feel the heat of her pussy. Or I imagined I could.