“What the fuck are you doin’?” I say huskily even as my hands begin to tremble. Evie doesn’t move. Not even when that tremble moves from my hands to my whole body. No one, no woman has touched me like this. Like I fucking matter? I don’t matter. Not to Evie, not to anyone.
“I want you,” Evie whispers. As my whole body quakes, red slowly bleeds into my vision. I turn around slowly and look down at her. Her eyes meet mine and I’m sucked into the vortex that is Evie. She’s like the brightest light in the darkest night. She’s the calm and I’m the storm. My chest heaves as I take in as much air as I can.
“Get away from me,” I warn her through my gritted teeth.
“No.”
“I’m gonna hurt you, Evie,” I warn her again.
“I don’t care.”
Her hands move over my bare chest scorching me to the bone. It’s like fire burning through my flesh. With each rise of my chest, Evie keeps her hands planted on my skin. She slowly trails her nails over my chest and down my abs. Whatever she’s doing to me, I’ve never felt anything like it before.
“I fuckin’ kill people, Evie. I have a thirst for blood.”
She drops to her knees and grabs the front of my jeans, quickly unbuttoning them before pulling them and my boxers to the ground. In seconds, her lips wrap around my cock. She takes me by surprise and deeper into her throat. I want to reach down and grab her. I want to slice through her throat for throwing me off my game, but in this second, I give in. I fucking give in and let her suck me off. My head is spinning. It’s a fucking mess and it’s all her fault. That thought alone pisses me off. Grabbing the back of her head, I thrust into her mouth. I can hear her gag but I don’t look down to see it. I don’t want to. I know if I do, I’ll come down her in throat in seconds. There’s just something about Evie that does this to me. The harder I fuck her face, the more my cock swells in her mouth. Before I know it, my cum is shooting down the back of her throat. With my other hand, I pinch her nose shut and with my cock in her throat, she can’t breathe. I can feel her panicking and just when I think she may pass out, I release her. Evie drops to the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks as she catches her breathe. I cock my head to the side as I study her.
“Do you know why I kill?” She shakes her head as she wipes her mouth. “I kill because I hate what people are doin’. The way they are. The things that they find interesting.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means the people I kill are all part of bigger circle. There are more out there just fuckin’ like them! They think I don’t know. They think I’m fuckin’ stupid but I know! I know everything because they once stole my best fuckin’ friend!”
Chapter 11
“You’ve had plenty of time. Get your ass back to the clubhouse,” Demon roars into the line. I had to leave Evie alone the other night. I haven’t been back down there since she gave me a blowjob. After that I don’t know how to face her.
“No can do,” I tell him. I hear him groan on the other end and I smile.
“What the fuck is goin’ on, Drake? You’ve been gone for weeks now, brother! You said you needed a small break. This isn’t small goddamn it!”
“I’m handlin’ some shit,” I tell him.
“Who is it?”
“Who is what?”
“Don’t you fuckin’ play games with me, Drake. I know what you do in your free time or have you forgotten who the fuck I am?”
I should have known he would know. I should have seen it coming but I didn’t want to. I didn’t want him to see me the way I truly am. Closing my eyes, I sigh.
“Cory Max’s old lady.”
“For fuck’s sake! You fuckin’ killed his old lady? What the hell are you thinkin’, Drake?”
“I didn’t kill her.”
“What?”
“I said, I didn’t kill her. I don’t know that I want to anymore,” I add. I’m a little shocked with myself at how calm I sound. I should be fucked up about this, but the thought of killing her just isn’t sitting right with me.
“You still have her?” he asks sounding unsure and I chuckle.
“Yeah, I still got her.”
“I’m comin’ over.”
“No the fuck you ain’t.”
“Yeah, I am. I’m not only our prez but your friend, man. Let’s figure this shit out. It ain’t like you to keep a girl around.”
He’s right and I know he is I just don’t want to admit it. I don’t want to think about what that means for me.
“I got it handled, brother.”
“Don’t give a fuck. I’ll be there in ten.”
The line goes dead before I can say anything further. Rising out of the kitchen chair, I head toward the basement steps and head down. When I reach the bottom, I can hear her humming to herself. It sparks my interest in her even more. I walk slowly so she doesn’t hear me coming then I watch her. Sitting on the bed braiding that long hair of hers. She’s still naked since I haven’t allowed her to wear any clothes since she’s been here. The appeal is strong. I clear my throat and when she turns to look at me, my heart beats faster. What the hell is this?
“Hi,” she murmurs softly with a small smile on her face.
“Hey. Need to talk to you a second,” I tell her knowing damn good and well that Demon will be here soon, and I know he will want to talk to her too. Or at the very least see her. Evie nods her head as I walk over and sit on the edge of the bed next to her.
“What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean?” I snap.
“You just look confused is all. I’m sorry.”
What the hell? Why am I so pissed at her? Because she’s fucking with my head, that’s why!
“Don’t say sorry when you didn’t do shit. Fuck,” I grumble running my hand through my hair. “My prez is on his way over.” Her eyes widen slightly as she scoots away from me like I’d burned her or hit her. My brows furrow as I watch her slink against the headboard. “What the hell is this?” I motion toward the space between us. She shakes her head slowly, her eyes wide.
“I can’t handle it, Drake.”
“What?” What the hell is she talking about?
“I can’t handle it again. I don’t want to be hurt that way.” I have no idea what she’s talking about. When I move and stand she cowers, something in my chest burns. With my hands on my hips, I study her trying to figure it out when it hits me.
“Did he let other men hurt you?” She blinks a few times before the tears start to slide down her cheeks. “You think I’d let them do that?” I ask her.
I know that I wouldn’t let anyone else touch her but does she know that? She climbs off the bed and in seconds has her arms wrapped around my neck. My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest. This is new. I don’t know what this kind of reaction means, but as her tears wet my skin, it hits me. I’m not letting her go. Slowly and hesitantly I wrap my arms around her and hold her naked body against mine.