Chapter 8: CONNOR

My day couldn't end fast enough. I was in a hurry to get back to her, to move her out of her place and into mine. To have her where I can protect her. To some, it may seem like I'm moving fast, well, except my brothers.

They'd understand the need for me to do things this way. And I didn't really give a fuck what others thought, especially not when it comes to my woman.

I have one way of doing this shit. All the way or not at all, and after being buried in Danielle's sweet pussy all night, I knew it was going to be all the way. In fact, from the first glide of my dick inside her, I knew she owned my ass. So there's only one thing left to do. Tie that shit down quick.

I'd put my stamp on her last night; having her set up in my home will just seal the deal. I'll spend the next few weeks getting to know her and letting her get to know the man she'll be spending the rest of her life with. I think that's only fair since I plan on consuming her life completely from now on, and there was still a lot we didn't know about each other.

I know she works running a charity with her mom, but that's about all I know about her work. I know she dresses like she's walking off the pages of a fashion magazine, and she smells like heaven. I also know she makes me hard just thinking about her, and there's no way I'm ever going to let her go, especially not after having her.

She was in my blood now; I hope like fuck she could deal with my shit. She'd made a good start last night. No matter what I threw at her, she'd taken me, and I'd had a lot of fucking to do.

After weeks of wanting and denying myself, I'd made a meal out of the poor girl. I have no doubt she'd be sore today, but maybe tonight I can eat her little pussy and make it all better. Fuck there goes, my dick.

"Bro, you've got the biggest fucking grin on your face." Logan's voice carried across the construction yard to me, so of course, the other ladies heard and had to give their two cents.

"Maybe we should give him the day off; he's been staring at that two by four for the last ten minutes like he's forgotten what it's for." Ty went back to spackling the wall he was working on, and I ignored his ass.

"I thought he was gonna kiss it there for a minute; he was staring at it all lustful like." I gave Cord the finger and went back to what I'd been doing. They were right though I'd gotten lost in my head.

Shit, if she was gonna affect me like this, I'm gonna have to figure something out. Maybe after a couple weeks of constant fucking I can get back to normal, and she wouldn't consume my every thought as she was now.

I knew it would be like this, knew she'd take over my fucking life, a little bitty thing like her making a grown man sweat.

***

She was waiting for me when I got there later that evening. I'd barely given myself enough time to get cleaned up at the site before going to get her. I couldn't wait to bring her home with me, to have her where I can get to her at will. Not only to fuck her but to protect her too.

Always foremost in my mind was keeping her safe. For a man like me, having seen the shit the world has to offer, finding something like this, so rare to begin with. It makes you crazy thinking of ways to protect and shield. More than any nation or any high-profile dignitary that needed protection, she was now my number one concern. Any fucker that even looked at her wrong was in danger.

"You ready?" I could tell that she was a little nervous, but she nodded all the same and started picking up her bags.

"Leave them. I'll get them." She smiled shyly at me as I walked over and wrapped her up in my arms, kissing her long and hard.

"Umm, I needed that. You missed me?"

"Like crazy." She cuddled into my chest, where my heart was beating out of control. It does that whenever she's anywhere near; that and my dick gets iron hard. I wanted to fuck, but I wanted her home even more, so I had to calm my dick the fuck down.

"You scared?"

"A little, I've never done this before."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. I told you I'd take care of you, didn't I?" I looked down at her inhaling the sight of her. All I wanted to do was drag her over to the bed and fuck her into forever. But I wanted her in my bed in my home under me the next time I took her; that shit was important to me.

"Yes, but shouldn't we date each other first?" She laughed shyly up at me, and I couldn't resist kissing her cute little nose and her brows.

"Isn't that what we've been doing the last few months? All that flirting and those coy looks of yours? I thought that was our mating dance. It doesn't matter; we're beyond that shit now; let's go."

I took her stuff down in four trips. My girl had lots of clothes as was to be expected, but damn, how much shit do women collect? It's a good thing I had room in the truck and a rack on top.

"Did you want to take any of this furniture with you?" If she did, we'd have to rent a truck or some shit over the weekend.

"Maybe my writing table." She pointed out a piece of furniture that looked like something you'd see in a museum.

"How old is that thing?"

"It was my great-great grandmother's, late seventeen hundreds, I think."

Damn, shit was probably worth more than my house.

"Let me help you; that's heavy."

"No way, Dani out of the way."

***

I got her settled in my truck with the desk strapped to the top, and we headed for the compound, where I'd had to threaten the guys to stay hidden, at least for tonight. They were all chomping at the bit to meet her officially.

She would be their first sister in law so I had no worries that they would all be welcoming. I just didn't want her to be overwhelmed her first night in her new home, and nothing is more overwhelming than a team of nosy as fuck ex SEALs.

She seemed to relax as we drove, and I learned a little something about her; my girl is the touchy-feely type. She held my hand while I drove and fuck if I didn't like that shit. Her hand was so soft and small in mine that I felt my heart clutch. Please let me do this shit right.

One of the reasons that I'd fought the attraction so hard was that I never wanted to see sadness on her beautiful face. It would kill me to fuck up her life in anyway. I just didn't see how someone like her could ever be with someone like me. Now, after the night we'd shared, I can't see it any other way.

"You ever been on the back of a bike, baby?" I kissed her knuckles because shit, I couldn't help myself. Even in jeans and a soft T-shirt, she was hot as fuck. Her tits pushed against the material making two indentations, and I knew she was turned on because her nipples were hard.

It took all my concentration to stay the course and not pull over and take them into my mouth. I moved her hand to my dick, which was now trying to tear through my jeans; it was so fucking hard. She blushed, of course, but kept it there.

"No, I've never been on one before. It looks fun but scary at the same time. I do love to watch you guys when you're riding out together, though; I think it's sexy."

"You do-do you? What would you say if I told you-you would be the first woman to ever get on one of those bikes?"

"Really? Wow, why is that?" I doubt she realized her fingers were squeezing my cock and then rubbing it out.

I couldn't help pushing into her hand for more. Should I let her in on just how much power she now had over me? There was a reason for us not letting just anyone on the back of our bikes.

Like our homes, that shit was sacred; yeah, we're fucked up like that. There had been a great many who'd wanted the privilege but had been shot down. A fuck was a fuck, but the keeper was a whole different story. A man's bike was for his keeper.

"Only a man's true mate should ever be on the back of his bike. I think our rapping brothers call it a ride or die bitch."

"Um, I'm not hip; what exactly does that mean?"

"It means that if shit gets real, I trust you to be there with me one hundred percent. It means through thick and thin. All the things marriage used to mean but have since fallen the fuck off. You getting this?"

"I think so, but..."

"Don't sweat it right now, babe. We'll go over all that shit at a later date. Just know for now that you're the only one I've ever even considered having there, and that means a lot to me. It also means a huge change for you. You do realize that I'm never letting you go, ever right?"

I didn't bother looking over at her to see if she accepted my dictate or not. That ship had fucking sailed when she wrapped that sweet as fuck pussy around me and sucked my life essence the fuck out of me.

A man knows when he's cumming just to break one-off and when he's planting seeds in a garden he wants to grow. Little Danielle's gonna find herself bred before the fucking year was out. I have no doubt. Fucking game changer.