When it finally subsided again, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Like there was no air left in my lungs anymore. When Jesus started sliding his cock out of me, I felt a sudden emptiness erupt. I didn’t want it to end. I had no idea what was going to happen next, I just wanted to hold onto this moment for a little longer.
Jesus gently placed me down on the ground and stepped away from me. We were both still breathing hard, and he ran a hand through his hair and shook it out of its ponytail.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he said, and I shook my head.
“You didn’t. I wanted it like that,” I said and watched him push his still-erect cock back in his pants and zip up. I gulped, my body was still shuddering. Chances were that he had his fill of me and now he was going to kick me out. I was technically still a part of the Muerte Viviente after all, and he belonged to the Rogue Rebels MC. My problems didn’t concern him anymore.
“Would you like to take a shower?” he asked me, and my mouth fell open in surprise.
“Okay,” I blurted out. The thought of a warm shower was too tempting to give up.
“The bathroom’s through there, take as much time as you need. I’ll heat up something for us to eat till then,” he said, and I followed the direction he pointed out for me. My tummy instinctively rumbled at the thought of food.
I walked to the bathroom down the hallway and shut the door behind me. In the mirror I stared at myself, for the first time, coming face to face with the state of me and my body. I looked like a mess. How had he wanted even to touch me? Leave alone want to have sex with me.
In a rush, I stripped myself of my clothes and stepped into the shower. When the warm stream of water hit my body, I sighed and turned my face up to the jet, allowing the water to slide smoothly down my aching body. I could still feel the girth of Jesus’ cock inside me. My pussy was still throbbing from the force he had used. What was going to happen to us? He had already been kinder to me than he needed to be.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw him standing at the door. Through the fogged-up glass walls of the shower, I could just see his watery silhouette, and my heart began beating in my chest.
“Jesus?” I said, in a small voice, and I remained still as he stepped closer to me. He was silent for too long, and he was making me nervous.
With one hand, he slid open the door of the shower, and I could see him clearly now. He was fully clothed, and I was completely naked, he was watching me. His eyes were drinking in the shape of my breasts, the curves of my hips, my belly, the dip between my shoulders at the base of my throat. He was staring at me unashamedly.
“I’ll go if you need me to,” I dared to say, and he jerked his eyes up at me. His brows crossed and I could see that I had made him angry again.
“You’re going nowhere,” he ordered, and I watched in shock as he stepped into the shower. For a second, he was still dry, and in the next second, he was drenched. His clothes were soaking wet as he allowed the shower to wash over him. Jesus took another step towards me, now standing directly under the jet. I had to crane my neck to look up at him, and I parted my lips, drinking in some of the water that was streaming down my forehead.
“But…” I began to say, and he grabbed my bare waist, pulling me straight into his arms. Our bodies were pressed together again, and I spluttered while the water poured down over us still.
“I’m going to take care of you, Valentina. Like I was always supposed to. Nothing is going to happen to you ever again,” he said, and he lowered his face down to me. Our lips met, and I closed my eyes, parting my mouth to let his tongue enter in. He didn’t care that his clothes were getting wet, that he was thoroughly drenched now…neither of us did. We were just happy to have found each other again.
Chapter 7
King
After Valentina had eaten, I took her to Church. In the bar, the others had already gathered around Elwood. Heads turned when they saw me walking in with Valentina. I didn’t have much of a track record of being seen with women, and I also suspected it had something to do with how gorgeous she was.
A path cleared out for us, straight to where Elwood was sitting on his bar stool, and I caught Commando’s eye as I walked up to the front. Valentina was right behind me, and I could sense that she was nervous. I had filled her in already with the details of what Church was usually like so that Valentina had an idea of what to expect. However, I knew she didn’t belong in this world, and it was all new and scary for her. Especially now that she had the attention of a room full of tattooed up men in leather jackets.
“King. Congratulations!” Elwood spoke, but his eyes were on Valentina the whole time. He had to have heard that I had left the warehouse sooner than everyone else, and now he was sizing up the cause for it.
“We got all the kids out,” I replied, and a low cheer rang out in the bar. I could sense Girth, Slade, and Commando exchanging smiles as well. Our mission had been successful, and as far as I knew, none of my brothers had been lost to the cause.
“Where are the kids now?” Elwood asked, and Commando stepped up to chip in.
“They’re upstairs in the rooms, eight of them in total, Jewel and Ava are taking care of them,” he said, and I looked at him. He hadn’t gotten out of the habit of referring to his mother by her name, Jewel, and Ava, of course, was his wife. They were the only two permanent female fixtures in our Club at the moment.
“They can’t live here!” Elwood barked in surprise and Girth spoke up next.
“Jewel said that she would house them till we can figure out a more permanent accommodation for them. Ava wants to work towards figuring out school and reuniting them with their families,” Girth said, and Elwood’s eyes narrowed even more.
“When you say that Jewel has offered to house them, you mean, house them in our home?” he growled, and Girth nor anyone else replied. Jewel and Elwood were a power couple, forces to reckon with. While Jewel openly disapproved of her husband and son’s lifestyle, she had learned to live with it, and she made sure that the MC was looked after with a feminine touch. Elwood might have been our leader, and as tough as they came, but he was putty in the hands of his woman.
He turned to me now, blaming me for eight kids living in his house. For putting him in this position.
“I can take them,” I suggested because ultimately, this mission was mine and I should have been responsible for their upkeep. Elwood waved his hand in the air and grunted.
“Jewel won’t let me live this down if I take those kids away from her care. Besides, where are you going to fit eight kids in that tiny place of yours?” he asked and a few of my brothers laughed around me. I wasn’t joking. I would have found a way if it came to that. I wasn’t a man to shirk responsibility when it arose.