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  “I’m gonna need you lot to be on guard for the next little while because of some shit that’s gone down. She’s asleep right now, but I’ll introduce you as soon as she’s up and about.” I threw out the pictures of Sal and Dee that I’d blown up in my office five minutes earlier and made copies of.

  “If you see these two anywhere in the vicinity, detain them, but leave them for me to deal with. All you need to know for now is that they are a danger. Any questions?” I’m pretty sure I knew what it was going to be and I wasn’t disappointed. Like I said, not many people knew about her or my attachment.

  No doubt they thought it was one of the many women I’d paraded in and out of here over the years. Though why the fuck they’d think that when I hardly ever gave anyone a repeat performance was beyond me. “Yeah boss, when did we get married?”

  “A long fucking time ago Jimmy.” Let them make of that what they will. I wasn’t in the habit of explaining myself when it came to personal shit, I’m sure they’ll piece it together eventually.

  The others pretty much kept their opinions to themselves for now, but I had a feeling that had more to do with the booze they’d downed the night before than out of any respect for my privacy. I’m pretty sure I’d be bogged down with questions before long.

  “One more thing, I’m gonna need y’all to keep the sheep on a leash for the time being. My girl is kind of on the innocent side, I don’t want her seeing certain things.” The fucks looked like they expected me to start censoring, and curtailing their natural proclivities, which I wasn’t about to do. When there was nothing more forthcoming they relaxed again.

  “She’s an unknown then?”

  “Yes Max, it’s Jessie.” I saw realization dawn in his eyes and the slow smile that started to spread across his lips, nosy fuck. Of course he knew who she was he was my right hand and the closest thing I had to a friend outside of Law.

  I dismissed them since they didn’t have anything else to say and took Max aside to fill him in some more. Like I said, he was my right hand man, the only person other than Law and babygirl that I would consider trusting, and as such knew a little more than most.

  “I don’t expect to be away from her for any length of time, not now anyway, but I want you to promise me that if anything happens to me, or if I’m not around for whatever reason, you’ll make sure she’s okay.”

  “What the fuck Creed? You expecting trouble?” His hackles were already raised and his stance changed automatically to protective mode. That’s one of the reasons he’s allowed so close. You save a man’s life once and he thinks he has to have your back forever and a day.

  “Calm down brother, the barbarians aren’t ate the gate, not yet anyway. You know I’ve always done what needed to be done, never thought twice.

  The kind of life we live, the shit we do, there’s always going to be some asshole gunning for us. No, let’s leave that for now. Let’s focus on this shit. I just need to know that if anything goes down that everything is hers. I already have it in writing, but I’m telling you, and I’m asking you to watch out for her.”

  I hated like fuck to have this conversation, but it was something that needed to be done. I didn’t fool myself that everything was fucking roses. No I wasn’t expecting to give up the ghost anytime soon, but after leaving her like a fucking candle in the wind for the past nine years when I thought she was protected, I wasn’t about to take that chance again.

  “You knew a little about her because I needed you to just in case something went south while I was in the army, and because I needed someone other than me to be aware of her and that she was to be taken care of. You and Law are pretty much the only ones who really know anything about her, now you know a little more than you did.”

  “I think you should know the aunt was a bitch and the man she’s shacked up with a piece a shit wanna be rapist…”

  “He didn’t…” My boy posed up like a rooster; that was just the response I was looking for. “No he didn’t or I wouldn’t be standing here talking to you right now. But he did enough that I wrung his dick off as in I disconnected the shit from his scrotum.

  I’m pretty sure there ain’t a doctor this side of heaven can fix his shit. He would’ve probably been better off if I’d have cut him, then they would’ve been able to sew it back together, this way he’s totally fucked.”

  “Damn boss, remind me never to get on your bad side.” He cupped himself like an ass. “Don’t get on my bad side.” I said that shit with a straight face because he knew I meant it.

  After the betrayal of her aunt I wasn’t in the mood to deal with anyone else’s bullshit, and there’s nothing worse than someone close to you fucking with you like that. I did acknowledge that part of that stemmed from my insane jealousy of anything male being around her.

  “So the aunt? Wasn’t what you thought? That sucks. Are we paying her a visit or nah?” He would understand, he knew a little of what I’d been doing over the years.

  He hadn’t been with me as long as Law has, but we go back enough and like I said, I’d saved his life once and he took that shit seriously for some fucked up reason and won’t leave my shadow from that day to this.

  “I ever tell you I’m glad as fuck I saved you from that gang of cutthroats in that alley?” I clapped him on the shoulder before heading over to the bank of windows that looked towards the house. I didn’t feel as heavy anymore with that shit out of the way.

  We went over some security measures, shit I needed to put in place because I wasn’t going to have eyes on her twenty-four seven as much as I’d want to, so I needed others to pick up the slack. At least until I knew the danger had passed.

  I delegated some other shit we had coming up because I wasn’t about to leave her for a while after I took her virginity. Every girl needs a honeymoon period or some shit, or so I’d heard.

  As to an actual wedding that was something she was gonna have to put together on her own. I knew fuck all about that shit and the sheep weren’t given to such things, not that I would ask them, I’m not that fucking clueless.

  “That run we were supposed to make, I’m gonna need you and the boys to take point on that, shouldn’t be too much trouble, I’m sure you can handle it just fine without me.”

  “The cartel?” Or so they like to call themselves. What they were are a bunch of lowlifes who’d watched fucking Scarface once too often and thought they were fucking gangsters.

  They were a motley crew of fuck-ups made up mostly of ex-criminals who thought they got a bad rap, not because they were innocent but because they’d been caught.

  This band of misfits had made the monumental cluster fuck decision to run meth in my backyard, no fucking way. I did the grid ratio on my little town and there were more fucking kids per square mile than livestock, and in this neck of the woods that’s saying a lot.

  Okay that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but there were a fuckload of kids. No way were they peddling that shit here. Not to the kids, and not to the parents.

  “Don’t insult the Italians I don’t think those fucks would appreciate it. Anyway as I was saying, pick a crew and go do as we planned. Don’t leave a brick standing. These fucking meth labs crop up like weeds so make sure you destroy the root and get their asses out of our town, let them go fuck up somebody else’s shit.

  Try not to kill anyone, it’s not that big a job and the fucks are just stupid not inherently evil okay.” He grinned the bloodthirsty fuck he is and saluted me. “As you say boss. Ahem, about the sheep, uh, you do know that some of them thought or at least were hoping…”

  “I give a fuck what they were hoping, all I care about is what was said and I never said one fuck. Keep an eye and an ear out, any of them get out of line where she’s concerned I wanna know.” Yeah, I wanna handle that shit personally so they know the decision, whatever it may be, is final.

  With everything squared away to my satisfaction, I let him go and headed back to my office to kill some time until she woke up from her nap.r />
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  Chapter 11

  Creed

  I spent the morning with half of my mind on the club and the rest of it in that bed with her. The fucking calendar was mocking me now every time I looked at it; the time was almost here.

  I’d called her my wife to the men because that’s exactly what she is. I just had to make that shit legit now but I wasn’t too worried about that. As far as I’m concerned, the moment I breech her for the first time is as good as me slipping my ring on her finger.

  I fucked around with some invoices and shit but it was all Greek to me and I’m not bilingual so that means I got fuck all done for the next hour. All I could think about was her, just across the way, waiting.

  I couldn’t hold a damn thought so I ended up going back to the house just to be near her. She was still asleep when I looked in on her, all innocent looking under a mountain of covers.

  I tried to imagine that fucking pervert standing and looking down on all that beauty and defiling it, and wished I could fuck his shit up all over again. I checked my watch on the back of that thought.

  There weren’t any sirens heading towards my place and I figured if he was gonna make that play he would’ve already, so I guess it was wait and see what, if anything he was gonna do next. I left her and went into the kitchen to check the cupboards.

  I hardly ever spent much time here before, but now with her in the house I was gonna have to stay on top of this fuckery like food and whatever the fuck else people stocked up on these days.

  I’ll wait until she was up to get started on that shit because I didn’t have a fucking clue. I puttered around impatiently until I heard movement in the bedroom and her voice calling out to me.

  “You up? Let’s go get some food in you.” I yelled from where I stood not trusting myself to go to her. She came out to the kitchen in an old pair of jeans and a shirt that was way too tight across her chest.

  “Change of plans, we need to go shopping.” No fucking way she was walking around like that. She blushed and looked down at herself and I didn’t have to be a mind reader to know what she was thinking.

  “Hey look at me. Whatever is lacking, it’s not on you or because of anything you did. I’m to blame mostly, but never you okay.” She nodded her head yes and I took her hand and kissed it before leading her out to my truck, she wasn’t use to riding yet and I didn’t want to overdo it.

  I could hardly find my fucking keys; that’s how long it had been since I’d been in my ride. She wasn’t here twenty-four hours yet and already she was changing up my shit.

  I had to lift her tiny little ass into the passenger seat, which got me to thinking about getting her her own car. I knew she had a license because she’d taken the classes at school, but Dee had convinced me that she didn’t need a ride as yet since the town was so small and my girl hardly ever went anywhere.

  I’m not even gonna think about the real reasoning behind that shit this morning. I’m working on a fresh start. Thinking about that bitch would set me back a couple steps. All good thoughts Creed.

  I buckled her in, kissed her cheek, which made her blush sweetly at me, and walked around to my side with a brand new boner. There was no use hiding that shit because I was sure it was going to be an all day thing, or at least until I bedded her and got the shit out of my system.

  She gave a start of surprise when I took her hand in mine as we drove, but I didn’t make a big deal out of it, just gave her a little squeeze and kept my eyes on the road. I didn’t miss the little smile on her face though.

  Fuck, I hope she doesn’t look at my lap, or if she does she doesn’t run screaming. That’s another thing I have to think about, how the fuck am I gonna get inside her? She’s tiny as fuck and even women twice her size, have a hard time taking me. Good thing I’d stocked up on the lube.

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  After I’d bought her a whole new wardrobe, appropriate for her new life, I took her out to eat. She was now the proud owner of enough jeans and tanks to outfit half the state.

  She had about ten new pairs of shoes for every occasion and I still didn’t feel like we were done yet. Like any other female on the planet she’d enjoyed herself even though I’d had to talk her into it in the beginning.

  I found myself flirting with her and touching her more than usual throughout the afternoon. She didn’t seem to mind, in fact she kept getting closer as if seeking my touch. She had no idea that I was training her to do just that.

  I wanted her to crave my attention in every way, to always seek me out no matter where we were. I was obsessed I realized, totally taken by the idea of her needing me for everything, at every turn.

  At the table before the server came, we sat staring into each other’s eyes as I played with her fingers, rubbing my thumb over her palm. I felt like an ass but I’d promised to give her soft for the first until she got used to me. Shit was like to kill me.

  She was worth it though, but if she kept biting her lip and blushing that shit was gonna get her fucked in a heartbeat. Not just fucked either, hard and long, the only way I knew how.

  The local fucks were all in my shit but nobody asked me any hard questions. No they just stared like what the fuck. I had to give a few of the good ole boys a good glare to get them to act right.

  Her tits were the problem. I’d let her choose her own shit because she’d seemed so excited at the prospect that I figured her aunt never let her shop for herself. I see now that I maybe should’ve done that shit myself.

  It wasn’t that she was half naked, but the top she had on was hugging her tits a little too well. My dick was enjoying the show so I was pretty sure others were as well, ergo the glares.

  I threw my Cut over her shoulders when we were done and headed out into the warm sunshine. I needed to get with Jason and deal with the demise of her aunt, but I didn’t want to do that shit in front of her, and since it was her first day in her new hometown I didn’t want to leave her cooped up inside.

  It was a nice day out, no clouds and a nice light breeze to go with the sunshine. I wish I knew what the fuck to do with it. What the hell did people do on days like today? It’s pretty obvious I’ve never been much for dating; it hit me then that it had been a long fucking while since I’d actually been on one of those.

  I think subconsciously I’d known that she was going to be the one. And though I’d had a tangle or two over the years, I’d always kept it light, no entanglements. Now I had to wrack my brain for something to do

  She seemed happy enough as we walked across the lot with her hand in mine, but the fact that she had already missed out on so much already made me want to give her more.

  She had this half smile on her face that made me feel good as fuck, because it meant she was happy, to be here, with me. And when she lifted her head to the sun and ran her hand over the soft leather of my cut before dipping her nose into it for a smell of her man, my dick noticed that shit.

  We reached the truck and my fuck it meter hit empty. It was her ass in her new jeans that did that shit. I cornered her against the passenger side door. When she looked up at me with those big blue eyes full of questions and fuck me, lust, I didn’t hold back. I lowered my head slowly, testing her. There was no fear, no hesitation in her eyes, only need.

  I took her face in my hands and lifted her lips to mine, sucking her tongue into my mouth. The feel of her, her taste, went right through me. It was just as good as I knew it would be and I folded her body in closer to mine.

  She was sweet and soft in my arms, her little tongue tasting like heaven in my mouth before I pushed it out with mine and fed it to her. “Like this baby.” I took her chin and showed her how to suck my tongue before taking hers again.

  I hope like the fuck the growl in my throat didn’t scare her, but I couldn’t hold back that shit. Two fucking years and more of pent up hunger was unleashed there in that parking lot. I barely held on by the skin of my teeth.

  Her soft tits pressed into my chest and my dick gave her th
e one eyed salute. I damn near ate her face off I kissed her so hard, but the real beauty of it was that she didn’t shy away, didn’t seem afraid as she kissed me back. “Sweet.” I nibbled her lips before plunging back in for more. If we’d been alone I would’ve been in her already that’s how hot she made me.

  I moaned into her mouth and rocked my cock against her middle before pulling away. I held her head against my chest as I waited for our hearts to calm. “I’ve been waiting for fucking ever to do that babygirl; welcome home.”

  I didn’t give her time for a rebuttal, just opened the door, lifted her into the seat and buckled her in. I whistled my way around to the driver’s side, and when I got in she was the one who reached for my hand this time. Fuck yeah.

  She was back to being shy and cute and I wanted to eat her the fuck up. When I was running the streets looking for my next meal as a boy, this was never even a dream, I dared not look so high back then.

  If I’d known that she was what was waiting for me at the end of all the hell I’d endured in life, I would’ve run hell bent for leather through it all and not missed a beat. My reward my prize. I lifted her hand and kissed her fingers, letting the beauty if it all wash through me.

  “What would you like to do today babygirl?” I had a fuckload of shit to get to as usual, but again, she comes first. Her blush was so sweet I couldn’t help leaning over for another taste of her lips.

  “Tell me.” She made me grin, no small feat that; I’m not one for joviality. Any of the others see that shit they’re like to think I’m having a seizure or some shit.

  “This.” So fucking shy.

  “This what?” I nuzzled her ear and neck. I knew I wasn’t gonna last the whole three days without touching her, and now with our first kiss out of the way, I knew I was going to mess around with her tonight.

  I wasn’t going to bust her cherry a promise was a promise after all, even if it was one made to myself. But if I had to be around her much longer without at least tasting her pussy I was gonna shoot myself.