Leave the dark behind and live happy in the light of day. But will I really be able to. Can Ranger handle taking on all that is me?
Live in the light with the man who loves you and leave the dark behind. My daddy’s words hit me again and again until they finally sink in.
Ranger is the man for me and I can finally be happy if I let the darkness go.
Chapter Nine
Ranger
“Ranger, love you but I swear to God if you don’t back out of my way and let me in to see her, I’m going to hurt you,” Victoria warns, hands on her hips standing in the hallway of the clubhouse outside my room.
By the time the jet landed, I was ready to go back to Brazil, find Ezra and whoever that fuckin’ Dr. Bailor is and kill them both for doing this to my woman.
Besides the marks covering her body, the burn on her hip, she’d lost so much fuckin’ weight you could see her ribs showing. I knew she wouldn’t want anyone seeing her this way. Shit she’d nearly freaked the hell out having heard my brothers while we’d been in the air.
Sedating her was the only way I was able to get her through the rest of the trip. I knew almost immediately to have a sedative ready for when she woke up. The way she acted back at Ezra’s, panting, whimpering, and even in her passed out state trying to get her hands on my dick. I’d had to secure her tightly against me to keep her from being able to move.
It nearly killed each of my brothers along with the other men around to see her this way. When I’d gotten her to the SUVs I laid her on the back seat long enough to remove my cut and take my T-shirt off. Putting it over her head, I removed the sheet from her body and threw it on the ground not wanting anything from in that house touching Harlow any longer than needed.
Soon as we’d gotten to the clubhouse, Blaze and Tracker had to keep their women at bay while I’d carried Harlow to my room. The only ones allowed in being Ela and Tinsley.
I did this because one, Ela was like Harlow’s mother and two, Tinsley was a nurse. I needed both their help while I did more than what I’d done on the jet to tend to my woman’s wounds. Some of the lacerations looked to be infected. While in the air, I’d been able to start an IV to get some fluids in her.
Once the three of us got her cleaned up, wounds tended to and bandaged, the two women left the room, leaving me alone with Harlow.
When she started to stir in the middle of the night thrashing around, I’d given her more of the sedative wanting her to sleep until whatever they gave her was out of her system. Hopefully once she woke up, she’d be able to talk to me without freaking out. I made her a promise to keep her safe and that’s what I’m doing.
“Victoria, I get you wanna see her. Right now, isn’t a good time. Harlow’s sleeping and needs to rest. She doesn’t need to be disturbed right now in any way.”
“What she needs is her family around her,” Victoria snaps, interrupting me.
“Victoria, baby, let the man take care of his woman. I know you’re upset but you can’t be doing this shit,” Tracker mutters gravely. I’m pretty sure he’d yet to have any sleep since we’d been back and his ol’ lady being demanding right now isn’t helping him.
“No, Tracker, it’s not right. I should have been there for her. Don’t you get it. I can’t just sit on the sidelines. She was hurt because Raven and I didn’t have her back. That’s fucked up and I have to do something for her. I have to see her to help her get through this now,” Victoria says, her body shaking with anger on behalf of Harlow. Unlike Raven, Victoria I know feels shit far deeper when it comes to family, so much so when Tracker was shot, Raven made her shut down her emotions to be able to focus.
“Vi, I get it; however, you getting this upset right now isn’t helping anyone especially the baby.” My brother pulls his ol’ lady to him while running his hand through her hair. “We got her that’s all that matters right now. What you need to do to help Harlow is let Ranger take care of her. You need to take care of you, our son, and the kid growing inside you.”
Instead of answering him, Victoria merely nods into Tracker’s chest.
Hold up Victoria’s pregnant?
Shit.
Last time she was pregnant she nearly lost her son thanks to some piece of shit who decided to make her jeep explode. If it wasn’t for her skills, she’d have died in the jeep rather than throwing herself from it and hitting the road right before the damn thing blew. Victoria ended up going into labor and Jamie ended up in NICU. After that, more shit happened where Jamie was taken by a woman who was working for her adoptive mother.
No wonder she’s freaking right now. The thought of something happening to someone else close to her while pregnant can’t be easy.
“Look if anything happens, I’ll let you know,” I mutter in an effort to help calm her down.
“Okay,” she murmurs in agreement. “Let me know if she needs anything.”
“What if you made her some of that chicken soup you make?” I suggest giving her a task.
Nodding, Victoria peeks up to me. “Yeah, I can do that. She loves Cajun chicken and rice soup. I’ll have to go to the store to get what I need for it.”
“Then let’s get you there,” Tracker states, pulling her away. “We’ll ask Momma B if she’ll watch Jamie a little longer.”
Stepping back, I close my door not hearing anymore of their conversation.
Glancing to my bed, I run a hand over my face in exhaustion. Moving to my dresser, across from my bed, I grab a pair of sweats that I had sitting on top of it and go in the bathroom to change into them. Once changed, I climb into the bed and gently pull Harlow into my arms needing to feel her pressed against me where I knew she was safe.
Closing my eyes, I wonder why I waited so fuckin’ long to get her right here where I’ve wanted her from the moment I first met her. Shouldn’t have waited.
This was my last thought as I pass out holding Harlow in my arms for the first time. It was also the first time in months I slept in my bed after getting shitfaced thinking of the fact I’d lost my woman.
Warm lips wrapped around my dick, head bobbing up and down. Fuck yeah. This feel’s good it’s been months of going without and I felt the need to come boiling in my balls.
Moaning, my hips surge forward and I come.
Oh fuckin’ hell.
My eyes pop open at the realization it wasn’t a dream, glancing down I find Harlow naked between my legs, mouth wrapped around my dick as I shoot my come into her mouth.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I should have stopped her.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Harlow slides her mouth over my dick one last time before releasing me with a kiss to the tip and fuck if my dick doesn’t twitch wanting more.
“What the fuck, baby?” I demand, fixing my sweats over my still pulsing dick.
“I need you, Ranger,” she murmurs, her eyes wild with lust. “Please help me. I can’t stop my body from needing you.” Climbing up my body, Harlow straddles my stomach, her weeping pussy soaking my stomach with her juices.
Fuck me, she’s soaked.
“Baby, I can’t. You’re drugged up right now. It’s the drugs they gave you. I’m not about to take advantage of you.”