The Biker's Fate Chapter 451

"What do you want, Rem?" he asked, slipping a finger inside of me.

"I want to forget."

He shook his head. "No."

I squirmed, pushing against his finger and settling a heel on his shoulder. "Just for a little while," I begged.

"That's not what our bed's for, baby."

"Merrick," I rasped.

He slid his finger out of me and I whimpered with need. He leaned over me and met my eyes. "Our bed's for makin' love and sleepin'. You wanna forget anything, you forget some other way, but if you want to heal, I'll fuck you so hard, you'll always remember who loves you. Got it?"

I swallowed, nodding and crying out when his finger slipped back inside of me, sweeping against my walls before his thumb connected with my clit.

"Look at me, baby."

I lifted my head slightly and watched him smile. "You come every time you wanna come, yeah?"

I nodded.

"Don't wait."

"Okay, Tweety." I dropped my head back to the mattress and pressed into his hand.

He added a finger then another, before he moved, faster and faster, his palm slapping against my clit as his fingers fucked me hard and deep. I gripped his wrist, stilling him, lifting my hips as an orgasm washed over me, then he was kneeling between my legs and his girth was filling me and I felt home.

He kissed me, burying himself deeper and deeper, and once again, an orgasm came hard and fast. I dug my heels into his ass and let the climax wash over me as unbidden tears slid down my cheeks.

"Fuck," he whispered, shifting so he could thumb my tears gently away. "Baby, don't cry."

"I'm okay, Tweety. You just make everything so much better."

"And that's why you're crying?"

I nodded. "Yes. Don't stop, Tweety. Please. I'll die if you stop."

He pushed in further and I raised one leg higher to take him deep, so deep I felt like he was touching my womb and slid my hands into his hair. Then he kissed me, and I kissed him back, the movement of his hips making my pussy ripple in response.

"Merr," I breathed out, another orgasm building.

His hand cupped my breast, his fingers rolling my nipple to a tight bud, and I let myself go. He wasn't far behind, evidenced by the low grunt he gave me, and his hand moving to grip my thigh as he came inside of me.

He kissed me as he rolled us onto our sides, my legs still wrapped around his waist and his dick still buried deep.

"I'll marry you," I whispered.

"Yeah?"

I nodded. "I know we have a lot to figure out, but I can't imagine my life without you for a day, let alone a lifetime."

He stroked my cheek and smiled. "Same, honey."

"I like this kind of healing. It's very Marvin Gaye."

He chuckled, kissing me quickly, then sliding out of me and heading to the bathroom. I climbed under the covers just as he returned with a warm washcloth that he settled between my legs to clean me up. Chucking the cloth in the corner, he climbed in beside me and pulled me over his chest.

"I wanna take you home next week."

"I thought you were here for two," I countered.

"Yeah, baby, but I think we should do the memorial service, then head home. It's not safe here."

"What about Kennedy?"

"She's ours now, Rem. She'll be protected."

I settled my chin on my hand and met his eyes. "What do you mean she's yours?"

"Mouse has claimed her."

"What?" I sat up. "How do you know that?"

He grinned in response.

"She won't like it."

Merrick shrugged. "I highly doubt he'll give a shit."

"Honey, you have to warn him." I shook my head. "Not to speak ill of my bestie, but she's a ball-buster. Like, a serious one…it's a sport for her."

"Pretty sure he can handle it."

"He's probably ten years younger than her."

"So?"

"So, he's a baby." I dragged my hands down my face. "She'll eat him alive."

"And he'll love every second."

"Jebus, he's in for a challenge."

Merrick tugged me down on top of him again. "I have it on good authority he likes a challenge."

I sighed and snuggled closer again. "I guess if he likes a challenge…"

"You done worrying about everyone else?"

"Probably not," I admitted.

"It's all good, Eeyore." He grinned, kissing me again. "You wouldn't be you if you didn't worry, and I happen to love everything about you."

"Are you going to have time to help me with the bank stuff on Monday?"

"I gave you everything. Do you need me to hold your hand?"

I glanced up at him. "Kinda."

"I have some casework I need to get moving on, but we can do it after lunch."

"Am I going to be able to take a couple of classes?"

His body stiffened. "Where?"

"At Parker."

Parker Conservatory had been my home away from home ever since I'd started dancing at five years old. Whenever I could drop in for a class I would, although, my chances had been few and far between of late.

"That doesn't help me, Rem. Need to know where."

"Oh, of course."

I gave him the general vicinity, since he wouldn't know the location by the address and he seemed to relax a bit.

"You set it up and I'll take you and pick you up," he said. "Just not Monday."

"Okay." I bit back a yawn, burrowing further into him.

"You gonna sleep now?"

"Yes. Don't leave, okay?"

"I'm right here, Rem."

I closed my eyes and slept.