His words took her completely by surprise.
“So you f**ked her?”
“I screwed her because I couldn’t have you. Do you know how hard it is for me to want you?” he asked. His voice was hard as he spoke. She saw the torment in his eyes, in every single word he spoke. “I saw that animal f**king beating you. I wanted to hurt him, and you were just a f**king girl. I shouldn’t be having these thoughts about you, Judi, but I am. What kind of monster does that make me?” he asked, thumping his chest.
Before she could answer, he claimed her lips. This was rough, passion filled, and she could only hold onto him as he took charge. The towel binding her hair on top of her head was tugged away. He fisted the length at the same time as he grabbed a handful of her ass.
She cried out at the bite of pain. Ripper released her hair to press a hand over her mouth. “You’ve got to be quiet.” She was going to go insane if she couldn’t speak up.
Nodding her head, she reached between them to unbuckle his belt. This was insane, crazy, and so dangerous. The anger she’d felt minutes before evaporated turning into lust. She eased his c**k out, fisting the length.
He growled against her neck, lifting her up.
Circling her legs around his waist she bit into her lip as he sank to the hilt inside her.
“There is no one else but you, baby,” he said, whispering the words against her ear. “I don’t know how else to tell you that you’re the only bitch who exists in my world.”
“Don’t call me that.” She placed her fingers over his mouth. Her hand over his mouth didn’t stop him from talking.
“It doesn’t matter what I call you, you’re still mine. It doesn’t make me want you any less than I already do.”
She hissed as he slammed to the hilt inside her. His c**k scraped along her inner walls. Within minutes her cream soaked over his c**k making his penetration easier.
Gasping, she moaned, and Ripper covered her mouth to muffle the sounds of her moans. He held her against the wall, f**king her hard.
There was no hiding her feelings as he f**ked her hard, taking over every part of her senses. Ripper owned every inch of her.
“Mine, always f**king mine,” he said.
“Yes.”
She stared into his eyes. The green depths captured her making her feel whole from his look alone. Together they found their peak of pleasure going over it. His c**k jerked inside her pulsing his cum into her womb.
There was no going back from now on. They were bound together in ways that words could not describe. Ripper had captured her heart and bound her soul to his.
Chapter Eleven
The summer was at its peak, and so far The Skulls were not in danger. Devil was hosting another barbeque, but instead of feeling nervous, Ripper looked forward to it. Any chance he got to be with Judi he took it. Whenever she needed to go into town to the library he would follow her, hanging out with her as she studied. She was the first woman he loved to watch study. He liked the way she bit her lip as she worked through her latest assignment.
Lexie’s morning sickness had finally settled down, and she no longer looked pale or sick. Devil had also calmed down with Lexie looking healthy. Grabbing a beer from the cooler Ripper stared around the garden at his fellow brothers along with some of Piston County’s wealthy families. Devil’s barbeques had become famous among the county, and anybody showed up. He saw one family keep their daughter guarded when Pussy stepped close. Shaking his head, Ripper tried not to laugh at the sight. Anyone would think they were Neanderthal beasts hoping to take and rape their daughters. The thought alone had the smile disappearing from his face.
Taking a long gulp of his drink he spotted Judi moving away from the pool. Ashley was talking to her as they walked. He checked Judi’s face to make sure the other woman wasn’t upsetting her. When her gaze landed on him, Ripper felt like he was on fire. Fuck, he really did love that woman. Judi had invaded his heart and soul. He would have gone to Devil about his thoughts, but Judi wasn’t ready for anyone to know about them.
“I’m going to go look for Curse. I look forward to shopping with you,” Ashley said, saying her goodbyes. She smiled at him before looking for Curse.
“Do I even want to know what’s going on between you two?” he asked, keeping his distance. She grabbed a soda from the cooler, rubbing her br**sts across his arm as she bent down. Bitch was doing it on purpose if her smile was anything to go by.
“We’re not comparing notes if that’s what you’re worried about,” she said, smiling.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
They stood together looking out over the garden. Lexie was smiling as Devil talked with Vincent. The men were all together, and he felt humbled to be part of such a large family.
“Do you want to go away with me later?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” She looked at him.
During many barbeques they’d been alone. He stared across the yard knowing he couldn’t go another night without having her in his arms. “The hotel we were in a few weeks back. We can go there and have some fun.” He wanted to sink his fingers into her hair and pull her close.
Holding back the temptation, he sipped at his beer.
“You’re wanting to go to the hotel?”
“I want you alone all to myself.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. Devil keeps asking questions.” She sipped more of her drink. He noticed her ni**les were hard buds.
“Let him ask. This is not about him. It’s about us.” He grew frustrated at not being able to have her all to himself. “Come with me tonight, and I’ll f**k you in ways you can’t imagine.”
“You’re driving a hard bargain.”
“No, I’m not. You’re just playing hard to get.”
He reached out to touch her but stopped. Glancing over the garden he saw no one was paying attention to them. “Well, will you be there tonight?”
“Yes. What is this?” she asked, stepping in front of him. Anyone looking their way would think they’re having a normal conversation.
“You tell me.”
“Am I your dirty little secret?”
Ripper leaned forward, invading her space. “Baby, it’s more like I’m your dirty little secret. I’d tell Devil any time you’re ready.”
Seeing Curse watching him, he stood up and stepped around her. “Tonight, pack a bag.”
He didn’t give her a chance to argue with him as she went to mingle with some of his brothers. Pussy and Death were arguing over stripper duty at the club.