Her hands went to his shoulders to push him away. “I belong to them.”
“Exactly who do you belong to? Train? He fucks anything that moves. Rider? He likes sharing, doesn’t he? But he doesn’t want to claim anyone. Cash? Hell, he won’t even let you sleep in his bed. Viper? He belongs to Winter. Knox? He belongs to Diamond. Shade? He belongs to Lily. I can keep on going, Evie. You’re just a fuck-toy to those men.”
“Shut up,” Evie screamed.
“What’s wrong, Evie? Does the truth hurt?”
“No. It doesn’t. I don’t belong to them; I’m a part of them. They have my back. They protect me.”
“They use you.”
“No, they don’t. It’s the other way around.” Evie laughed at his shocked expression from her admission. “They give me support for…”
“For what?
“For everything,” Evie went on, ignoring his questioning gaze. “They give me what I need when I need it. Train and Rider can both fuck me until I’m too tired to think and can sleep. Cash can take control away when I step out of line. Viper, he helps me make important decisions. They gave me shares of their business. I’m a very wealthy woman because of them. Knox, he’s my best friend. He understands what it’s like not having the one you love.”
“What does Shade give you?”
“None of your fucking business!”
“Has he fucked you since he’s been with Lily? Has he already betrayed her?”
“I’ve never fucked Shade! He saved my life. He was the one who found me after those men raped me. He cleaned me up and stood beside me when everyone else called me a whore. He let me stay at his house with his mother and Penni when I got out of the service. He made sure I got counseling. When I joined The Last Riders, he tried to talk me out of it. He never gave me his vote, but I needed The Last Riders, and he finally backed down. He gave me someone I could talk to, and I was someone that could listen to him talk about Lily. That’s how I know he will never hurt her; he’s done nothing but talk about her for years.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” King’s shoulders slumped with defeat. Evie knew he only wanted to hear bad things about Shade, not that he was in love with his wife and had longed for her for years.
“Because it’s none of your fucking business!”
“Anything to do with you or Lily concerns me. When are you going to understand? You’re not a fuck-toy to me, Evie. I care about you.” His hand cupped her cheek.
“You don’t care about me, King.” Evie contradicted him.
“You’re wrong. It’s too late.” He turned her to face the window, pressing against her back. “You’re mine like every building, man and woman out there belongs to me. I’m never going to let you go.”
Chapter 18
“King, I can’t stay here.”
His mouth traced a line from one bare shoulder to the other. “Why not? They have so many women they won’t even miss you.”
“That’s not true.” She couldn’t keep the hurt out of her voice.
“Tell me one who would miss you? Which one would it cause to eat their heart out if you didn’t wake next to them? Who would miss you bad enough to come after you? No one. You’ve been gone for the last two months. How many times have they called you? Told you to hurry back?”
“Stop it, King.” He didn’t know what he was talking about. It had been several days since they had last called, but they were all busy. It was the factory’s busiest time.
“I can’t spend an hour in which I don’t want to know where you are, what you’re doing. I fuck you hard so you’re tired enough to sleep, wake in the middle of the night to make sure you still are, and when I wake in the morning, it makes my day to hear your grumpy voice before I walk out the door. If you left, I would not only miss you, I would come after you and bring your ass back here where you belong—with me.” His hand went to her hair, tilting her head back while keeping her body pressed to the window.
She heard him unzip his pants, and Evie trembled at the erotic touch of his hand as his fingers slid under her thong, sweeping through her damp pussy and coming to a stop when he reached her clit. He stroked the hood until she pushed her ass back against him, wanting more.
Placing her hands on the window in front of her, she braced herself when she felt his cock brush against her opening before sliding inside her in a movement so hard her breasts were pressed flat against the window. Her legs widened to ease his entry.
“King…”
His hand tightened, bringing her head back to rest on his shoulder as he began fucking her, staring down into her eyes. The violet depths of his eyes swirled with emotions his image branded her soul. She rose onto her toes in the high heels, trying to give herself more of him.
“What are you going to do, Evie? Does being mine scare you so badly?”
“Yes,” Evie admitted out loud to both of them. “You’re using me. You want to hurt them.”
“Not if it means hurting you. Believe me, Evie; why would I lie? I have nothing to gain except you, and that’s all I want.”
Evie shuddered as he continued to fuck her, leading her desire where he wanted it to go, taking the control away from her but giving her what she needed in return.
She moaned as his finger rubbed her clit hard while he drove inside of her harder. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from him anymore than she was beginning to believe she would be able to leave him.
Her pussy began rippling in the beginning of her climax, and it was then she realized he hadn’t worn a condom. She had broken a rule of the club; she had fucked without a condom. She closed her eyes tightly as she felt both of them climax, stealing away her last chance of escape.
Somehow, someway, King had managed to steal his way into her heart, so she was going to take a chance and trust him. She had to at least give them a chance; she wanted that happily ever after just once for herself.
King stepped back from the window.
“It’s a good thing I’m not afraid of heights,” Evie joked, trying to make light of the connection she felt between them.
“I would never let you fall. I’ll always be there to catch you.” He picked her up, carrying her through the bedroom and into the bathroom. He slid off her high heels like she was Cinderella then lifted her into the shower, turning the water on. They washed off in silence.
When King turned the water off, he pulled her from the shower. Evie then stood at the mirror while he brushed and blow-dried her hair. He treated her as if she was special, as if she meant something to him.
When he was finished, she turned back, taking his hand then leading him to his bed where she pushed him down onto it. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you didn’t use a condom.”
King’s hand reached out to play with a nipple. “I got carried away.”
“You don’t get carried away.”
“You on the pill?”
“No, implant.” Evie bent over his chest, laying her head down so she could hear his heartbeat.
“What are you doing?” She heard his rumbling laughter.
“Making sure you have a heart.”
“I have one.” He took her hand, placing it on his chest, his gunshot wound just a few inches higher.
Her head dropped to his chest again. “I don’t know how to love you, King, but I’m going to try.” She let her heart shine in her eyes for a brief glimpse, begging him silently not to hurt her, giving him her trust.
“Evie…” King’s voice softened. Neither one of them was used to exposing their hearts. Both of them were used to guarding them while wanting to reach out and take their own grasp at happiness.
Evie did something then she hadn’t allowed someone to do in years. He pulled her close, hugging her tight, while she wrapped her own arms around him, hugging him back just as tightly.
* * *
Evie woke when the first rays of sunlight started to rise from the sky. Sliding quietly out of bed, trying not to wake King, she went into the bathroom.
r /> Remembering her phone, she went into the other room to get it; she wanted to make sure Penni hadn’t left her any messages after their fiasco of clubbing.
She crossed the room, picking up her skirt and top from the floor before going to the couch where she picked up her purse, accidently knocking down the folder King had packed into the apartment with them.
She wasn’t going to read them; she had found out everything she already needed to know. She slid the papers back into the folder, rising to her feet, and she was about to set them down when King startled her.
“What are you doing?”
Evie smiled at him tenderly.
“You couldn’t even do it one day, could you?”
“What?” Evie asked, confused as to why he was becoming angry.
King motioned to the folder she still had in her hand. “Snooping again? By now you should know I don’t keep anything for you to find in the apartment. Didn’t Rabbit tell you yesterday I was getting out of the business?”
“You’ve been watching me? That’s how you knew I was at the nightclub last night?”