Letting Her Lead (Ghost Riders MC 3)

“You did not just fucking tell me that before I have to walk in here with a group of my brothers and introduce you,” he growls, making me smile. Lucias has been telling me he loves me from the beginning, but he told me not to tell him until I knew for sure. I’d known, but I could tell it was important to him. He wanted to hear me say it when I really knew him, because he wouldn’t ever let me go once I said it. But I think that was a lie. He wasn’t letting me go long before that. Months before, even.

I stand on my tip toes, giving him a quick kiss on the mouth, making him growl again.

“Let’s do this so you can take me back to your room and you can hold me captive again,” I say with confidence, wondering why I even doubted this man moments ago. It doesn’t matter if I fit in. I fit with Lucias, and that’s all that matters.

14

Lucias

Walking into the clubhouse, I’m holding on to Izzy’s hand like it’s my lifeline. Hell, maybe it is. She’s come to mean more to me than I ever thought anyone could, and I don’t like having her far from me. I never wanted her tangled up in this life, but she’s mine, so there’s no way around it.

I meant what I told her about no secrets. I’ll tell her everything about this life and won’t leave anything unsaid between us. I was glad she didn’t ask, just because I don’t want to dirty her up with the shit our club does. We only do what we have to in order to protect our area and our businesses. We do what needs to be done to keep money in our pockets and keep our community protected from piece of shit biker clubs like the Five Aces. I’m not out looking for fights, but when someone threatens our territory or our pockets, it’s time to lay down the law. People like them only respond to strength, so we dish it out hard and fast. It doesn’t happen often, but we aren’t boy scouts, and I’d like to keep Izzy clean from this life for as long as I can.

I look back at the corner and see Bulldog keeping his distance. That’s probably smart for now. He didn’t know who Izzy was, but I’d still like to ring his bell for making her think I was with someone else.

Savage and Julie are here tonight, and I walk over to where they’re sitting cuddled up next to the pool table. Julie is about to pop, but she’s still got on a short skirt and tank top and is practically lying across Savage’s lap.

When they see us approach, I notice Savage slip his hand out from under her skirt and bring his fingers to his mouth. Julie has yet to see us, obviously lost to whatever it was Savage was doing under that skirt.

I look down at Izzy, wondering what she thinks of the scene in front of us, and I see her cheeks turn pink. Before we get too close to them, I pull her to me and whisper in her ear.

“I told you some couples like to put on a show sometimes. What did you think?”

Her shaky intake of breath makes me wonder if she thinks this is too much. She may have been a virgin when I had her the first time, but she’s not the least bit shy about her body and telling me what she wants. But it’s one thing to do it in private, and another to witness it out in the open.

“I…um.” She hesitates, and I brush my lips against her neck. “It’s kinda hot,” she finally admits.

“I picture us in their place. Thinking about what I would do to you.”

“I don’t know if I could do it out in the open like this.”

She looks around the dimly lit clubhouse and sees groups of people having a good time. Some are playing pool or darts, and a few are drinking beers and watching the game. Then there are some like Casper and Vince, and Savage and Julie, who like to push the envelope every now and then. Personally, it doesn’t bother me if couples get it on in the clubhouse out in the open—it’s like porn. But I don’t think I could ever bring myself to take Izzy in front of others.

I don’t think Savage playing with his wife out here is a bad thing. He can’t go more than five minutes without putting his mouth on her. So the fact that there are people around doesn’t really bother him. I think he went too long without her for those years, so he can’t stop himself. He wants everyone to know she’s his and what that means.