Page 9 of Ryder

I knew her brother was at boxing until late and I had convinced my brother Oakley to go and tell him where his sister was, and bring him to the house. Oakley had promised he’d be nice to Arron. I had no doubt after the earful our mother and Aunt Gillian had given him he’d never fight with Arron again.

I’d always thought my cousins were over the top for all the security they had. I understood that people with money and power had enemies and that people got jealous. I’d known that my cousins had been kidnapped when I was a young boy. I’d been told about the biker shooting and even helped Bailey’s brother when he’d been shot. I’d gotten a bodyguard for Divinity. Two, actually. I knew she couldn’t be guarded when she was on the base, but I also knew she was safest there. After I went to the biker’s club house, I knew I could never leave Divinity unguarded when she was off base.

I’d finished work and now sat in my car, trying to calm my caveman instinct. I was eager to go find my woman, throw her over my shoulder, take her to our home, and convince her to stay with me forever.

Chad, one of the two men I had guarding Divinity, called. I wasn’t expecting a call and became instantly worried. “Tell me she’s okay?”

Chad was a friend. He’d been in the air force and then he joined the police force where I’d met him. He was older than me by ten years and had achieved a lot. Two years ago, he left the force to start his own security company. My family had employed him from the start, but when I rang to ask if he had men to help guard my woman he’d offered himself and another of his best men and Richard had provided more men.

He chuckled. “She’s fine. I’m ringing to tell you that I think she knows she’s being watched.” Chad’s chuckling turned into a groan. “Your woman sure can shop. She’s with a friend and I don’t think we’ve missed a store. She’s walked into everyone and has spent at least fifteen or twenty minutes in each. She spent two hours in a clothing shop. I’m thankful the shopping center is closing. She’s finally walking to her car.”

“Thanks for calling. I was going to her tonight, but I’ll see her tomorrow. Arron is staying at Mum and Dad’s house with Oakley. I’m glad she had fun shopping. Bye.” I hung up, glad that Chad had called. Resting my head on the headrest, I closed my eyes and knew if Divinity knew she was being watched she would be cautious and I wouldn’t be able to take her. Divinity was smart and thanks to her father, she knew how to protect herself. She wasn’t a pushover. I liked that she was a fighter. I liked that she was feisty and I knew she would need it all to be a part of my family. I would get her tomorrow. I should have gotten her sooner, but I knew she needed time to digest everything I’d told her. I knew she only worked a couple of hours tomorrow. I would pick her up before she made it back to her father’s home.

Tomorrow I would claim my mate.

FUCK IT. LUCY WAS RIGHT. I was so done waiting around for Ryder to make the next move. I wasn’t waiting for him to strike. I was going to confront whatever was going on between us my way. On my terms. I was going to do something. I knew where the gorgeous bastard that plagued my dreams lived and I was going there now.

Ryder’s house was closer than the base, so it took me no time before I pulled up to the fortress, surprised to see a car I was sure I’d seen following me the last couple of days. A man in his forties got out and opened the massive gates. He then waved me to follow him. I didn’t, unsure now what to do. Was Ryder expecting me? No, surely not. I only decided as I saw the turn to Ryder’s place to go and confront him. I’d had a feeling that I’d been followed lately and I just bet it was this guy waving me in. It made me wonder if maybe the guy had phoned and told Ryder I was on my way. Did I still want to go to Ryder if he knew I was coming?

The guy let the fence go and walked to his car and got in. I watched as he disappeared down the drive way. Crap, I needed to stop acting like a pussy and suck up my fear and confront Ryder. I was the one with the power, not him. Gripping the steering wheel, I put my foot down on the gas and drove down the driveway.

The man who was at the gate stood before the front door entrance. I parked my car and watched as the guy opened the door. He didn’t enter, but held it open like he was waiting for me to go in. Checking my hair and make-up all still looked good, I got out of my car, locked it, and strolled to the door. I slipped past the guy, gulping when he shut it behind me staying outside. Okay, that was just creepy.

Gazing around at the immaculate home, I noticed that it was dead quiet. Wandering down the hall, I quickly peeked into each lavish room searching for Ryder. Frustrated when I don’t find him down stairs, I debated for only a moment if I should head to the upper levels. I paused at the top of the stairs when I heard the very faint sound of water running.

Ryder was in the bathroom. I followed the sound to a bedroom done in soft browns, creams and black. A very bachelor room. The shower was louder now and I debated what I should do. Did I call out, wait down stairs for Ryder to finish, or sit and wait in his room?

Or should I just walk into the bathroom and interrupt his shower?

Images of fantasies I’d had the last couple of nights flashed before me and my body heated, eager for me to go and see if his body was how I imagined. In the very back of my mind it screamed that I should run and get away while I could, but the other more prominent parts yelled, “Open the door and take a peek. What could it hurt?” Unable to help myself, I opened the door slowly and quietly stepped into the bathroom.

The shower screen was fogged, but I could see the outline of his body and damn was it a fine body. A deep chuckle had me nearly jumping out of my skin. “I wondered if you’d be able to resist.” His gravelly voice had my pussy clenching and my stomach flipping with butterflies. Damn, the man was dangerous and I hadn’t even seen him yet. What had I done? I should have left. No. I could do this. I was strong. I was supposed to be the one in charge, not turning into a puddle of need at just his bloody voice.

“How’d you know it was me?” I croaked out, annoyed my voice was being uncooperative. I should have been strong.

The water turned off and I froze staring at the fogged screen. “Your bodyguards called me as soon as your car turned directions towards me.”

Crap, hedidhave me watched. Wait. Bodyguards, plural? “Hey, what the hell are you talking about my bodyguards?

The screen opened and my knees became weak. Oh God, I couldn’t help but stare as Ryder stepped out. He was better than even my wildest imagination. He was huge, and I mean with a capital H. Everywhere. There was no way I could be with him, he was way too big. He had muscle packed upon muscle, wide, tall and built like a brick. His tattoos didn’t deter my lust, only enhanced it. I watched his muscles flex as he came towards me and I knew in that moment I was screwed in every way.

He didn’t even bother with the towel as he stalked towards me. Licking my lips, I moved back into the bedroom until I hit the edge of the bed. My body was on fire. I’d never felt so turned on and could feel my now wet panties. Ryder may be crazy, but he did things to my body. Could I get away with sleeping with him without him taking it to mean I was agreeing to the insane soulmate thing?

My gaze traveled over his toned, lickable body and…Fuck it. I was beyond horny, and all I’d thought of the last couple of days was him. Maybe if I got laid I’d go back to normal. I mean anything had to be better than feeling like I did right now, all hot and needy. I had come here to see what this thing was between us. Okay, so my original plan had been that we’d talk, but right now as I stared hungrily at his body I knew that talk was so overrated.

Decided, I bit my lips and caught his gaze. “I feel overdressed,” I whispered, and then gulped as I gazed down his body, pausing on his hard, long, thick arousal. Wow, he was in proportion. He really was like none of the men I’d been with. My cheeks heated and the warmth that flowed through me rose higher.

He yanked me to him. “I’ll remedy that.” Shivering in anticipation, I let myself go, giving my body to Ryder. He unzipped and pulled my skirt down and I raised my arms as he lifted my tank up and off. He picked me up and the skirt clumped to the floor. He put me down and then knelt. My breath caught in my throat when he carefully helped me out of my panties and undid the buckles on my shoes and slipped them off. I gasped as his warm lips rested on my belly before he kissed his way up, pausing to slide his hands around and undo my bra. It dropped to the floor and his lips latched onto one of my nipples.

Holy shit that felt good. I arched and wiggled until more of my body touched his. Tingles shot straight to my pussy and I basked in the feel of his hard body against me as he sucked on my breasts.

“You’re perfect. So Goddamn beautiful. I love these.” He growled and weighted each breast, smiling at me before he licked at each nipple. “The last couple of nights I’ve imagined your thighs wrapped around my waist as I sink my cock into your pussy over and over.”

Groaning as the image I’d had the last couple of nights took over, I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his muscles flex as his arms circled me. I nodded. “Yes. Do that. I’ve imagined those big lips of yours working my body. I’ve wondered if your dick is the same size as the rest of you and good Lord, am I happy.” I was also scared. He was the biggest I’d ever seen, but I didn’t intend to tell him that.

Ryder grunted, and I noticed a red tinge on his cheeks. Oh, he was cute when I embarrassed him. He leaned so my back hit the bed and I backed up toward the headboard. Slowly, he crawled after me, a predator stalking his prey as he crawled up over my body until he hovered above me, his lips mere inches from mine.

“You’re mine,” he moaned before he took my mouth to his. His tongue slipped out and traced the seam of my lips, seeking entry. Opening my mouth I met his tongue with my own, tangling them together. I trailed a finger up his back, coming to rest on his head, and I ran my hand over his hair, liking the prickly short length.

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