Page 27 of Sins & Paradise

The small room fills with the sounds of gasping breaths, low grunts, and the obscene slap of sweat-slicked skin against skin. The bed creaks rhythmically beneath us, headboard thudding against the wall. None of it matters. The entire world has narrowed down to this - Lobo over me, inside me, surrounding me completely.

"So good," he grits out, changing the angle of his thrusts to hit that perfect spot within me on every stroke. "I knew you’d be so fucking perfect for me, querida."

"Only for you," I manage to gasp, my head tipping back as the tension coils tighter low in my belly. "Yours, Lobo. All yours."

My declaration seems to spur him on. Lobo's thrusts grow more erratic, one hand sliding down to where we're joined. His fingers find my clit, rubbing tight circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves.

It's exactly what I need to fly apart again, pleasure exploding through my veins like the most potent drug. I clench vice-tight around him, my inner muscles fluttering wildly. With a guttural groan, Lobo follows me over the edge, spilling hot and deep inside me.

We cling to each other as the aftershocks roll through us, trading soft kisses and reverent caresses. Lobo rolls to the side, taking me with him. I end up sprawled across his chest, our legs tangledtogether, his softening length still buried inside me. Neither of us is in any hurry to separate.

He hums contently whispering sweet phrases in spanish that I don’t understand while kissing the side of my neck. I soak up all the love he’s giving me right now because I know I won’t have it for much longer.

If Miguel is crazy enough to have a random bakery set on fire there’s no telling what he’s going to do when he finds out I’m here with Lobo. Lobo and the Rest of the RBMC may be fierce and strong but I’m not going to put any of them at risk for me.

They are all my angels but these demons have come just for me.

Eleven

Lobo

I stretchmy arms above my head and yawn, feeling the warm rays of morning sun on my face through the bedroom window. A smile spreads across my lips as memories of last night with Angela come rushing back. For the first time in ages, I feel like a brand new man, reborn and filled with optimism. Finally, I have someone in my life who is just for me, someone to cherish and love.

Rolling over, I reach out to pull Angela close, but my arms find only empty sheets. I sit up and look around, realizing she is nowhere to be seen. Puzzled, I climb out of bed and throw on some clothes before padding barefoot out to the living room.

I'm surprised to find Digger there struggling to maneuver a bulky armchair through the front door, his face red and sweaty from exertion. "Morning," he grunts, finally succeeding in wrestling the chair inside with a triumphant flourish. "ThoughtI'd start bringing in the furniture. They’ll be finished with the wall today and we can start getting things set up.” He smiles at me.

"Yeah, I can’t fucking wait to stop living out of hotels… speaking of" I mutter, I glance around again. "You haven't seen Angela, have you? Did she go back to the hotel? She was here last night but seems to have disappeared this morning."

Digger chuckles and claps a heavy hand on my shoulder. "Ah, I’ve no clue. Women are mysterious creatures, my friend. Love is very rarely easy."

He looks me in the eye, suddenly serious. "But I'll tell you this much - it's always worth it. When you find that special someone, you gotta fight for her, no matter what. Don't let a good thing slip away."

I nod slowly, contemplating his words. Digger is right. Angela is more than worth fighting for, even if I don't quite understand her yet. I'll do whatever it takes to keep her in my life.

Just then, the front door swings open and Chuchi walks in with a box of fresh donuts and a steaming cup of coffee. "Good morning," she says brightly, smiling at me. I know what that look means. Chuchi and I had an arrangement for a long while and ever since I’ve been chasing after Angela I’ve completely ignored her. Unfortunately for her, I don’t think I’ll be paying her any mind again for the foreseeable future.

“Chuchi have you seen Angela?”

Chuchi's smile falters at my question and she sets the coffee and donuts down on the table with more force than necessary. "Well good morning to you too, Lobo," she replies sarcastically, her voice dripping with thinly veiled irritation. "Nice to see where your priorities lie these days."

I sigh impatiently, not in the mood for her games. "Look, I'm just asking a simple question. Have you seen Angela or not?"

Chuchi crosses her arms and looks away, pouting like a petulant child. "Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. What's it to you anyway? Afraid she finally wised up and ditched your sorry ass?"

Anger flares inside me and I take a step towards her, my fists clenched at my sides. "Don't fuck with me right now, Chuchi. I'm not playing around. Tell me where she is."

Digger quickly steps between us, holding up his hands. "Whoa now, let's all just take a breath here..."

But I ignore him, my eyes locked on Chuchi. "I'm warning you," I growl. "You better start talking or I'll make damn sure you get kicked out of the club permanently. Your days of freeloading off us will be over."

Chuchi's eyes widen and I see a flicker of fear pass over her face before she collects herself. "Fine," she snaps. "Your precious little Angela mentioned something about going down to the fire site before she scurried out of here at the crack of dawn. Happy now?"

I nod curtly and turn to head out the door without another word, my mind already racing. Why would Angela go to the burned down bakery? Especially after I already told her that I didn’t want anyone to see her? What could she possibly be doing there?

As I storm outside to my bike, a sinking feeling starts to twist my gut. Something doesn't feel right. I rev the engine and peel out, determined to get to the bottom of this, to find Angela and make sure she's okay.

Because Digger is right - she's worth fighting for, no matter what secrets she may be keeping from me. I'll tear apart heaven and hell if I have to. I won't lose her now.