Page 66 of The Devil's Redemption

“No question.” He grabs my chin possessively and presses his lips to mine.

Fuck, I love how he tastes. I hope those Doxies piss me off again tomorrow. I’d love some more angry sex with Blade. I imagine him fucking me hard over every surface in his room. Leaving holes in the wall from the furniture banging into it over and over again as he bangs into me.

I catch Blade’s eyes and bite my lip again.

I think I’m ready for the consequences of teasing him now.

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“I’m sorry you’re still sleeping in the infirmary,” I tell Maggie.

She’s been cleared to leave for a couple days now, but she still needs to figure out where she’s going to get a bike. And where she’s headed after this. I wish she could stay, but she said she doesn’t want to be responsible for the hell her father would rain down on the Skull if she did.

“It’s fine. I’m sure it’s more comfortable than anything else I’m going to be sleeping on for the next however long it takes me to find a place.”

That makes me sad, but I don’t think Maggie is the type of person who wants other people to be outwardly sad for her. Being raised in an MC… I’d imagine that hardens a person. I’ve barely seen her bat an eye over what happened to us. She’s got to be going through something internally, right? That’s not something you just walk away from unscathed. Physicallyoremotionally.

“So anyway, thank you for letting me borrow some of your clothes. I’d hate to have to show up in this nightgown Hawk so generously provided.”

“I mean, it’s better than the open backed gowns at the hospital… Butbarely,” I add.

“True!”

I’m happy that she’s sticking around for a while. It’s nice having another girl here. Not that I’ve been here for long myself. But I can’t imagine what I would have done the past week and a half without her here. Would I have stayed in Blade’s room the whole time? Would I have hung out with Bon-Bon in the kitchen all day? What will I do when Maggie leaves?

“I’m glad you’re going to be at this party. I may need some help teaching these Doxies—the club whores—how to behave.”

“Oh, this’ll be fun.” A wide, excited smile breaks out on her face.

“Do all clubs have them? Whores, I mean?”

“Oh, yeah. The Bastards refer to them as Harlots.”

“Are they all awful? This one girl, Lizzy, practically tackled Blade right in front of me the other day.”

“For real? You know you hold more power than she does as an ol’ lady, right? You could have laid her out, and no one would touch you.”

“I’ll have to remember that for tonight. But no, I didn’t know that. I know practically nothing about being affiliated with an MC. I’ve only been around for coming up on two months I think? And I didn’t get involved with Blade and the club by choice.”

“Uh-oh… What happened?”

“See? I don’t even know if I’m allowed to tell you. I know there are rules, but I don’t know what I can and can’t say.”

Maggie stares at me from across the room.

“Okay, I’ll tell you. It will actually be good to talk to someone who can sympathize with me.”

I go through the whole story of the accident with Iron, going on the run, Blade finding me and dragging me back here, the cell in the basement, Stone attacking me, Blade claiming me, and me trying my damnedest to get away from it all.

“Yeah, that’s pretty intense.”

“Right? So after we were rescued, Stone finally apologized to me for everything the Skull put me through following the accident. I’m still surprised that he even agreed to a rescue mission. He doesn’t even like me.”

“Girl. Prezes don’t apologize.Ever.Maybe to their ol’ ladies behind closed doors, but a lot of times, not even then. So if Stone helped rescue youandapologized about what he did, you’re okay in his book. Trust me.”

There’s no way. Although Inevertook Stone for the apologizing type. I find it hard to believe he would do itandbe truthful about it. Buthewas the one who requested to speak withme. He even went through Blade to get the okay. Maybe Maggie isn’t off the mark here.

Interesting.

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