Page 107 of The Devil's Reward
Bullet glances at them. “Call in an anonymous tip to the law and have them come and see to these bastards. They’re foot soldiers and won’t have any useful information. We have two other bigger fish to fry.”
I walk right to my bike, pull Quinn’s arms from around me and set her gently on her feet. She looks up at me, eyes swollen and red and I say gently, “We’re leaving, Quinn. I want you on the bike with me, okay? So I need you to hold on tight and just follow the flow of my body, alright?” She nods and I lean down and press my mouth to hers, needing the connection, the reassurance that she’s alive and safe. With me.
I pull away and then help her get on the bike after me. I glance over and see Crypt and Hulk are loading our two prisoners into the trunk of the SUV before Crypt, Bullet, and Hulk load into the vehicle as the rest of us peel out.
The drive back to the clubhouse is long, but it gives me some time to calm down. Quinn’s arms are tight around me, her face buried in my back. It breaks my heart that she’s had to go through this, but I’ll make it up to her. I’ll make everything between us better.
When we finally reach the clubhouse, Quinn is off the bike instantly and running for the clubhouse. I follow on her heels, stopping her when we reach the empty common room. “Hold on, gorgeous,” I say gently. “We need to get you cleaned up before you see Macy.” That, and I don’t want her to see Dagger and Isidor taken down to the basement to another room we have down there.
“I need to know she’s okay, Shadow,” she rasps at me. “I need to know she’s safe.”
I turn around and see Cryos coming in and I say to him, “You still have cameras in the safe room?” He nods and gestures for us to follow him, obviously realizing what I want. Once we’re in, he quickly pulls up the safe room feed and I can feel Quinn relax when we see Kaleb sitting in a chair by the door, gun in hand, and the women not far away on the small cots in the room. But Macy is sleeping in Rose’s lap, trusting and safe. Rose’s face is pinched in pain, but when I see Izzy say something to her, reaching for the little girl, she shakes her head fiercely. “She’s okay, Quinn,” I tell her. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then we’ll go see our girl, okay?”
She nods, and I don’t waste any time scooping her up in my arms and heading to my room. I slam the door shut behind us, shift Quinn in my arms, and lock it so we’re not disturbed. There are things to be done, like interrogating our guests, but Quinn is my only priority right now. I head into the bathroom.
I gently set her down on the toilet seat so I can turn on the shower, and make quick work of our clothes. I check her over as I go, but I don’t find anything other than some bruises and sligh abrasions from the ropes. Fury burns through me at the sight of them, but I lock it down. Quinn needs me calm.
“Come on, gorgeous,” I say as I lift her into the shower. I set her under the spray and pull her back into my arms. She shudders and I hear her breathing start to settle. I don’t know how long we stay like that, but finally, I murmur, “Are you alright, Quinn?”
“I thought I was dead, Shadow,” she says quietly. “I was certain that I wouldn’t live long enough to see Macy grow up and become a hell-on-wheels teenager. That I wasn’t going to see my family again. That I wasn’t going to see you again.”
“It didn’t happen, gorgeous,” I say gently, rubbing her back and kissing her wet hair. “I will always come for you, Quinn. No matter what is happening, I will never let you face it alone.”
“I believed you would come,” she murmurs. She tips her face up to me. “That you would save me. You promised me, Shadow, and I needed so badly to believe your promise. And you came. You saved me.” The emotion on her face is my undoing.
I cup her face in my palms and vow, “I will always keep that promise, Quinn. I will move heaven and earth to get to you, always. I don’t care what laws I need to break, what I need to burn down, or who I have to kill to do it, but I will. Always. No hesitation. And I’ll do the same for Macy.”
Her eyes search mine. “I believe you,” she whispers, and I can see that she does. “I owe you my life, Shadow.”
“You owe me nothing, Quinn,” I say with a shake of my head. “I owe you everything. You’ve given me a reason for living again. For being the man that I want to be, and not held back by my past. You’re my light and my reward. I will spend the rest of my life proving that to you. You’re mine, Quinn, and that means you get everything I have to give.”
Her eyes search mine and then she murmurs, “Kiss me, Shadow. I need to feel safe, and I always do in your arms.”
She doesn’t need to ask me twice.
I kiss her, trying to be gentle, but neither of us wants gentle. Her fingers grip my chest, nails digging into the muscles as the kiss deepens, tongues tangling. I drop my hands from her cheeks to cup her delicious ass in my hands and lift her. She wraps her legs around my waist and I feel the heat of her pussy slide against my cock. I’m so hard already that I don’t know how I’m going to last, but I will, for her.
“I need you, Shadow,” she begs against my mouth. “Please, now.”
I pull my mouth from hers and turn us so that her back is pressed against the tiles as I line myself up. She gasps at the chill against her bare skin, but it does nothing to cool the heat between her thighs. “No condom, gorgeous,” I warn her as my cock brushes against her core. “I’m taking you bare.”
“I’m on birth control,” she gasps. “Take me, Shadow. Now.”
I push inside and we both groan. I set a fast pace, needing that assurance, that connection, to know she’s alive. She’s safe and with me. She moans and I take her mouth again as I pound inside her.
She cries out as I move faster and faster. There is no finesse, only a primal need. To feel her. To breathe her in. To taste her and commit it to memory. She’s the only one that matters and I want to feel her come around me, feel her nails score my back and shoulders, and feel those walls milking me, never letting go.
“Fuck,” I hiss, yanking my mouth from hers when her muscles clamp down hard, making my spine tingle. “I need you to come, gorgeous,” I pant, angling her hips to hit that spot I know will send her over the edge.
“Shadow,” she cries, eyes closing and head grinding back into the tiles. “Yes, right there. Yes, just like that.”
I pound as fast as I can into her, and I look into her eyes as I feel her reaching that peak. “Come for me, Quinn,” I rasp. “Be mine.”
Her eyes hold mine as she moves one of her hands between us. I watch with hooded eyes as she touches herself, rubbing her fingers furiously over her clit until she’s finally falling over that edge. “Shadow!” she screams, the sound echoing off the bathroom walls. Her body shudders with her release, and mine follows her lead.
“Quinn,” I roar, my entire body awash with sensation as I fill her. It’s like my soul has been wrung from my body, suspending me in this moment. I’m panting, and I have to lock my knees to keep us from falling. My chest is heaving, and I look into her dazed eyes, feeling satisfied. Feeling relieved and grateful.
This woman owns every part of me, and I’ll love every moment of it. I lean in to kiss her, gently, and when I pull away, there’s a small smile on her lips.
