Page 32 of Devil Inside: Green

“We’ll take care of each other.”

Right when she pushes up to kiss me, the bathroom door opens. She tries to pull away, but I’m not done. Her sister is old enough to see two people kiss. We aren’t even using tongues, for Christ’s sake.

“You’re sharing a bed with him,” Misty says once we’ve settled and turned out the lights.

“Yeah,” Danni answers. “That bother you?”

“No—it’s just that, this is a real, like, adult relationship, isn’t it? Not the kind you had with Evan back in high school or the one after him who never stayed over while I was around.”

“It’s real.”

“I’m still trying to wrap my brain around the fact that you’re moving in together.”

Maybe I should keep my mouth shut, but it feels like I need to interject something here. “I’ll take care of her, Misty. I promise. She’s in good hands.”

“I…” It sounds like she’s crying. “I know… It’s just… Danni, am I going to lose you, too?”

“Go to her,” I whisper in Danni’s ear. She gets up and slides into the bed with Misty.

“No. God, Mist, you’ll never lose me. You’ve got me—you’ve just got a biker to look out for you now, too.”

“We get her settled, anytime you want to come visit, as long as it’s okay with your dad, you’ll come stay with us for holidays and shit. Spring break, winter break, summer.”

“But what if—”

“Nowhat ifs with family. Danni’s moving in with me, that makes her my family. You’re her sister. Makes you my family, too. With me comes a whole MC family.”

“I’m so happy for you, sister,” Misty says to Danni.

“I’m happy for me, too,” she says back and the girls giggle.

“Go on back to your bed,” Misty orders. “You need to sleep next to your man.”

“You’ll be okay?”

“Yeah, I will be.”

The next thing I know, Danni crawls in bed next to me. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her in tight next to me, and drop a kiss to her temple. These two are amazing and I silently vow to make the killer pay for every hurt he inflicted on them. Then I close my eyes.

In the morning, I wake to find Danni staring down at me from her head propped up in her hand. She gets this devilish smile across her lips, and when I start to say something, she shakes her headnoonce, points over to her sister, who’s still totally out, and bends in to kiss me.

While our mouths are fused together, she slides one hand down my stomach and inside my sleep pants. She wraps her hand around my shaft to start stroking. Morning wood—I’m already hard.

Swear to God, without making a lick of noise, she moves over the top of me and straddles my thighs. When she lowers half her body to bend down to snatch my jeans off the floor, I get a good eyeful of tits—fuck, Danni’s got nice ones. She fishes in my pocket for a condom, bringing it back under the blanket with her. She’s so quiet that I don’t hear her tear it open, but I feel her roll it down over my erection.

At this point, I don’t know whether to stop her because her sister is sleeping in the bed next to us or let her have at it. But Danni positions herself and slides down to the root. My eyes practically roll back in my head. She feels so damn good in this position.

Danni moves my hands under her sleepshirt to her nipples. She begins rolling her hips as I start plucking and twisting the pert little nubs. And fuck, the way she squeezes with gentle pressure while she’s riding me, I open my mouth again and she stalls whatever sound was about to unleash by pressing her finger to my lips. Then she rolls her hips in an exaggerated move that just about undoes me.

There’s movement from the other bed. Both Danni and I whip our heads to look over at it, but her sister rolled to face away from us. Danni sighs and I feel every bit of that sigh. She goes slow, rolling those hips, gliding up then shinnying back down—the pace is driving me out of my fucking mind.

Finally, she brings me to the point where I can’t take any more. I’m about ready to blow and she needs to blow with me. I flip us, wrap her legs high around my middle, then quietly as possible, I drive in. Our lips connect to keep either of us from making a sound as I make my last few thrusts, spilling into the condom as her body trembles around me.

All my weight rests on Danni as she holds me with one arm, running her fingers through my hair with the other until I can catch a breath and roll off her. Slowly, I move in to whisper in her ear, “Woman, you are in so much trouble for pulling that stunt.”

Her eyes grow huge and I move off her, pressing a kiss to her lips before tucking myself back into the sleep pants and heading to the bathroom to shower, grabbing clean clothes from my open suitcase along the way.

We can’t be doing that shit with her sister in the room, but she also had to know that once she started it, I wasn’t going to have the strength to stop her. How many hetero men could resist Danni gliding down their cocks?

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