Avenged (Angel's Halo MC 7)

The fuck she was.

“Wait!” I bellowed as I followed her down the stairs.

People in sleeping bags spread around the room lifted their heads, but Kelli kept walking, pretending she hadn’t heard me. I jogged to catch up with her just as she reached the front door. Grabbing hold of her elbow, I twisted her around and started dragging her toward our room.

“What the fuck?” she snarled at me as I pushed her into the bedroom and locked the door behind us. “What’s your problem, asshole? I was leaving, just like you wanted.”

Reaching out, I f

lipped on the lights and pushed her back onto the bed. “You leave when I say you leave,” I growled as I followed her down. “And I haven’t said you can yet.” I wasn’t ever going to say she could. Whether I wanted to admit it or not, I loved her. I wouldn’t let her go.

She pushed at my shoulders, but the sudden rapid flutter at the base of her throat told me she wasn’t really trying. I lowered my head and sucked on her pulse point, tasting sweat and the wind on her skin, along with something spicier. Her.

A needy little whimper left her throat, but she was still pushing at my shoulders. I caught both wrists and pinned them to the mattress above her head. “Sex won’t solve this,” she grumbled, arching her neck into my kiss.

“When has sex ever solved anything between us?” I muttered against her flesh. “But it feels so fucking good, doesn’t it, baby?” I pushed my hips hard against her spread thighs, pressing into her wild heat. I could feel how much she wanted me even through our layers of clothes.

Lifting my head, I smirked down at her, ignoring the hate I saw shining out of her eyes. I would deal with the animosity later, after I figured out what the fuck I was doing. Right then, all I could think about was keeping her with me and fucking her so hard we both fell unconscious.

“I don’t want you,” she groused, yet she spread her thighs a little more, letting me closer.

“Sure, you don’t,” I laughed at her ear before sinking my teeth into her lobe. “Don’t worry, baby. I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.”

“Colt…” It started out as another snarl but ended on a breathy little sigh. “How fast can you get me naked?”

I set new records getting her clothes off one-handed. Kicking off my boots and jeans, I fell on top of her again. Our bodies fit perfectly as I pushed into her. Releasing her wrists now that I had her right where I wanted, I grabbed her ass and sank deeper.

“Fuck,” she moaned, closing her eyes. “That feels so good.”

“Yeah, baby.”

“Colt, look at me,” she panted.

I lifted my head from where it was pressed into her neck. Despite the hunger reflected in her eyes, there was a serious expression on her beautiful face. “What’s wrong, babe?”

“Savor this all you can,” she told me with a determined set of her chin. “Because this is our closure. I’m not doing this with you ever again.”

I smirked down at her. “Sure, Kelli.” I thrust hard against her core, making her eyes close as her needy whimper filled the room.

“I mean it,” she muttered. “We’re over after this.”

“Yeah, babe. Okay.” I filled my hands with her tits, roughly pinching each pebble-hard nipple between my fingers. Just like she loved. Her inner walls squeezed my cock as I knew they would when I twisted her nipples a little firmer. “You won’t leave me.”

I wouldn’t let her.

Chapter 6

Kelli

My body ached, but I wasn’t sure if it was from the long, hard ride on the back of Colt’s bike the night before or the long, hard fuck he’d given me just a few hours ago.

I woke disoriented, unsure where I was for a moment. Realizing I was back in Creswell Springs, at the MC’s clubhouse, I muttered a curse. Pushing Colt’s hand off my stomach, I threw back the sheets and stomped into the bathroom.

A shower did little to relieve the stiffness in my muscles, but it went a long way toward getting the scent of Colt off my body. I avoided making eye contact with my reflection in the steamed-up mirror as I dried and brushed out my tangled wet hair. Shame filled me as I threw on a fresh pair of panties and jeans from the stash of clothes I kept in his room before pulling a tank over my head without bothering with a bra.

The second that bedroom door clicked shut, I’d known what was going to happen. My feeble attempts at “No” were pathetic at best, especially when my panties had already been soaked at just the thought of having him between my legs. That was how it always was with us, though. And when we were pissed at each other, the sex seemed twice as good.

But I wasn’t kidding when I told him it was the last time. This was the end of us. I was done with him and this entire fucked-up town. The only person who was even worth my time was Quinn, and I knew she would side with Colt without even bothering to hear all the facts. That was just the way their relationship worked.