At first, I wasn’t sure. But Isaac’s eyes were soft and tender as he leaned down and kissed me, his tongue stroking into my mouth as his fingers stroked deep into my body. I moaned against his lips at the glow of pleasure that grew between my thighs.
But I needed to use the restroom. “Let me pee,” I whispered.
We were going to make love. And when he swept me up in his arms to take me to his room, I didn’t want to break the spell with a stop to the restroom.
As I came back from the bathroom, I walked in on Cade talking to his club brothers, telling them to think twice about what was happening. When I walked in, he stood in front of me.
“You don’t want to do this,” he said. And it had made me so mad. Who the hell was he to tell me what I did or did not want to do? So, in an odd moment of defiance, I told him to go to bed if he didn’t want his dick sucked. I don’t know why I said it. I guess I was showing off, and when I saw how amused Isaac was, I raised my chin at Cade and walked back to where he sat with Irish, Jacob, and Tex. I climbed onto Isaac’s lap and he wrapped his arms around me.
Cade looked at Isaac. “Don’t be a fool, brother,” he said. A drunk and stoned Isaac flipped him the bird and simply took a swig on his beer bottle. Cade gritted his teeth, and I can still see the tick of his jaw muscle as he approached Isaac. “She’s jailbait. She has no business being here. You put her in a cab and send her on her way.” Then he looked at Tex. Then at Jacob and Irish. He said, “She’s someone’s daughter.” So I told him, “Do I need to remind you that I am eighteen and it is my choice to be here?” Feeling encouraged by Isaac’s beautiful smile, I added, “Leave me alone, Cade. Go to bed.” Isaac pushed his hand between my legs, his fingers creeping along my thigh and feeling for the edge of my panties. “You heard the lady, Cade. Go the fuck to bed.”
Cade walked away with a shake of his head.
I stopped reading and looked up at Elias.
His eyes narrowed. “Keep reading.”
Sadness welled inside of me and my voice was shaky as I continued to read.
Now I wish he had stood up to me and forced me out of that clubhouse—thrown me out or pushed me into a taxi—anything, except walk away and leave me there with those vultures.”
I struggled to speak. What did they do to her?
I remembered her earlier words: Tonight I died. Tonight Talia Bennett is no more.
As soon as Cade left, Isaac began kissing me. He whispered in my ear, “you sure you want to stay with me?”
I nodded.
“And with my boys?” he asked, his breath warm in my ear as his fingers found their way inside my panties.
I looked at the other three Kings of Mayhem bikers. Irish and Jacob were handsome like Isaac. Well built, with big, muscular arms covered in tattoos and tight t-shirts over broad chests. While Tex was older, maybe by ten years, with a beard and longish hair. I didn’t really find him attractive, but I wanted to make Isaac happy.
When I nodded, I felt his lips curl into a smile against my jaw. “That’s my girl.”
The pride in his voice.
The smile in those beautiful eyes.
I would do anything for him.
Because I was his girl.
I stopped reading, but I didn’t look up. I squeezed my eyes shut, and tried to block out the image of Talia trying to impress a disinterested Isaac.
“I don’t want to read anymore,” I whispered.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t up to me.
“Read,” Elias demanded.
I looked up and the tears in my eyes finally broke free and ran down my cheeks. Elias crouched down in front of me, his usually warm eyes were now cold and angry as he glared across at me.
“Don’t make me tell you again,” he warned.
I did as I was told and looked down at the diary in my hands. I ran a shaky finger across the page of handwritten words, my heart bleeding for Talia because of what she had endured. I exhaled deeply and began reading again, but my voice trembled as I tried to keep my fear at bay.
“It started with kissing. First Isaac. Then Irish. Then Jacob. When I climbed off Jacob’s lap and onto Tex’s, Isaac pulled his dick out and began stroking it. Irish did the same. But Jacob wasn’t into it. He stood up and left the room, mumbling something about it not being his scene. But Tex was into it. He was really into it.