Page 18 of Eagle

I trailed behind Eagle and Ron, taking in the stark difference between the clubhouse of now and of the night before. The room was quiet. There were three men sitting at the bar, and one behind it serving up drinks. Two others were cleaning, one wiping down the tables while the other swept the floor. The lingering smell of cigarettes, perfume, and pot was an invisible cloud hanging in the air. Everyone in the room glanced our way as we entered the room.

“Wolfe in his office?” Eagle asked no one in particular.

“Yeah. Brew’s with him.”

I didn’t recognize the man who’d responded, but I knew he was a member of the club because of his cut.

“Good timing.” Eagle continued in what I assumed was the direction of Wolfe’s office. Ron was close on his heels. “Someone keep an eye on Leo.”

Like hell! “I’m going with him,” I said.

Eagle halted and spun around to face me. “No, you’re not.” His tone was hard and firm, like the irritation reflected in his eyes.

“I have every right—”

“Damnit, woman! I’m at the end of my fucking patience with you!” He glanced over my head at one of the guys who was sitting at the bar. “Lynx! Watch this asshole ‘til I get back.”

At first I thought he’d been referring to me, but then he shoved Ron toward the bar before pivoting back to me. Before I could guess his intentions, he dipped his shoulder into my middle and picked me up in a fireman’s hold. The breath whooshed from me, and the next thing I knew he was walking out of the room.

“What the hell!” I struggled against the arm clamped across the back of my thighs and pounded on his back. “Put me down! You have no right to—ouch!” I cried out when he slapped me hard across the bottom. “That’s assault!” No one, and I mean no one, had ever slapped me on the bottom. When he did it again I was shocked and surprised at how it made my clit tingle.

“Now stop your fucking wiggling or you won’t be able to sit down by the time we reach my room!”

Eagle was beyond angry. Nothing I did to fight against him fazed him as he stormed down the hallway. I didn’t appreciate being treated like a child. It was humiliating, especially when I heard his brothers’ laughter. As far as I was concerned, I had every right to be there with my brother while they decided how he was going to pay for his accident. With a huff I clamped my lips and reluctantly accepted my fate, simmering inside. As soon as we were in his room he tossed me onto his bed.

“You-you jerk!” I glared up at him as I bounced, so pissed off that I was out of breath.

Eagle just stared down at me for a minute, his jaw tight and his eyes on fire. His eyes zeroed in on my heaving breasts for a hot second before he grunted something beneath his breath and turned to leave. His treatment of me, coupled with my fear of whatever they were going to do to Ron, caused me to jump off the bed and run after him. I caught up with him just before he opened the door.

“You’re not locking me in here!” I hissed.

When he spun around, I slapped my hands on his chest and gave him a shove, throwing my body into it. Surprisingly, he fell back against the door with a grunt, but his expression clearly revealed that I’d made a big mistake. He wrapped his big hands around my wrists and jerked me up against him.

“Put your hands on me like that again and you won’t like the consequences,” he threatened, grating the words down into my face.

I was suddenly afraid, but excited at the same time. His grip was slightly painful, and his mouth was tight. If eyes could light a fire, I’d have been burning up. I wet my bottom lip. His eyes caught the movement, and the flicker of awareness took my breath away. I didn’t know what he was feeling, but I knew what being up flush against his hard body and his hands on me were making me feel. I knew that I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I should be worried about my brother. But something about this man got me hot.

Without considering the consequences, I gave in to a need that I couldn’t begin to understand and threw myself at him, attacking his lips with mine. At the same time Eagle loosened his grip around my wrists enough for me to be able to break free and throw my arms around his neck. His surprise was revealed by his non-responsive lips that I was grinding against. And then he kissed me back.

It only lasted a hot second before Eagle pulled me away with a hand in my hair. Our eyes locked as we panted from the wild energy igniting us. I had no idea what he was feeling, much less thinking, but I sensed that his inner turmoil equaled mine. I could sense his hesitancy, and perhaps his confusion. And then a raw emotion flashed across his face in the way of angry acceptance of something he couldn’t deny,

“Fuck it!” he growled, right before slamming his mouth back down on mine.

I opened my mouth under the force of it, and our tongues collided. Then we were going at each other with a wild urgency that made me feel too much too fast. I was suddenly afraid that I wouldn’t keep up. Eagle wasn’t just kissing me. No, he was consuming me, and I was loving it. I moaned as my body was engulfed with a craving that demanded to be satisfied.

His hand was still gripping my hair as Eagle walked me backwards until my legs came in contact with the bed. Without breaking apart, he pushed me backwards and we both fell upon his bed. Once he was on top of me everything became more intense. His cock was right up against my pelvic bone, long and hard and throbbing strongly. I buried my fingers in his hair, groaning at the feel of him grinding against me. Everything was heightened tenfold.

I needed him to assuage the throbbing hunger moving through my body at a devastating speed.

I wanted to fuck Eagle. I wanted him to fuck me.

I turned my head away, breaking the kiss, and sucked in air. I closed my eyes and lay there gasping, aware I was thrusting against Eagle. His hands were moving over me, over my clothes, outlining my breasts and hips. One hand slid around to my ass and squeezed. He groaned against my neck before biting down on it and dragging a small cry from me.

“Eagle!” It was the kind of pain that had me bowing sharply beneath him in mindless pleasure.

In a heartbeat, everything stopped.

Everything in Eagle stilled, his body, his breath, and I no longer had an aroused man on me but a solid, unmoving statue growing tenser by the second. The only thing showing life was his cock, which couldn’t seem to stop pulsing against my pussy. I held my breath, wondering what I’d done wrong.

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