SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (7 page)

“
No,
”
Ella said.
“
I have the papers upstairs. I
’
m going to give them to him
…”

“
What
papers?
”

Why are you telling Miller all
this?

“
Divorce,
”
Ella said.
“
I never
…”
She winced for a second.
“
I just
…”

Ella slowly moved her fingers along
Miller
’
s rough hand. His
knuckles were like stiff ricks, feeling swollen and always scarred from the
years of fighting and protecting himself and his club. A man so beautifully
handsome and loyal to Back Down Devil.

With her other hand she reached up
and touched the President
’
s
patch on his leather cut.
“
When
this happened, it made me happy. For you. That you got there.
”

“
Took
a lot of time,
”
Miller
said.
“
A lot of bullshit.
”

“
You
were always the smartest and strongest.
”

“
No.
I was weak. Maybe I still am, darling.
”

Miller started to inch down. His
forehead touched Ella
’
s
just a little. She then looked down, pulling Miller
’
s hand away from her face. She braced herself with
her free hand against the edge of the counter again and bit her lip as she made
her next move.

She placed Miller
’
s hand to her tender breast and
squeezed.

What the hell
…

Ella swallowed hard.

“
Oh,
darling,
”
Miller whispered.
“
You have no fucking idea
…”

Ella felt tears fill her eyes.

Miller
’
s touch was so good. So damn good. So beyond
anything tempting and wild she could possibly muster up in her mind.

As fast as Ella put his hand to her
body, she ripped it away. She slid along the counter and turned, shielding her
face.

“
I
’
m sorry,
”
she said.
“
Oh,
fuck, I
’
m so sorry.
”

Ella looked back and saw Miller just
standing, hands balled up into fists.

“
I
shouldn
’
t have let that
happen,
”
he said.
“
I didn
’
t come here to make more problems. Truth is, I have
no idea why I came here. My VP was against it. It
’
s
a bad move. I just needed to see you, darling. To know you
’
re okay.
”

Ella had a million things to say
and only seconds to say them. But she held back. Just like she
’
d done for years. Always holding
back. Feeling the deep crush of heartbreaking pain in her body.

“
I
have to go,
”
Miller said.
“
Remember what I said. Don
’
t ever let that fucking guy hurt
you. Ever. Take care of your baby.
”

Miller turned and left the kitchen.
Ella felt her stomach twist in pain. She wanted to throw up. The front door
opened and shut, softly, Miller showing care for baby Beck upstairs sleeping.

That
’
s
when Ella was finally able to burst into tears.

Miller
’
s words ran through her mind.

And if you
’
re ever not okay,
darling, you call me.

“
I
’
m not okay,
”
Ella said.
“
Fuck, I
’
m not okay at all.
”

seven.

Miller put his hands to the wall,
letting the hot water run down his back. He stared down at his cock, admiring
the hand wrapped tight around his shaft, pumping him. Blood red nails racing up
and back. He felt a set of tits bouncing against his back, another hand
touching his waist, nails playfully digging at his skin.

“
Oh,
you
’
re so fucking big and
full,
”
she said.

“
Don
’
t say that shit to me,
”
Miller said.
“
Ever.
”

Her hand moved faster, harder.
Miller felt himself ready to go. He put his head back and made fists, pressing
them against the wall. When he started to come, he thrust forward, grunting
with each pulse of his dick.

He needed the fucking release. That
’
s all it was. Shooting it all
out of his body, that goddamn feeling that Ella had kicked up. Putting his
fucking hand to her tit? He had come so close to fucking kissing her right
there on the spot. Christ. Miller hadn
’
t
expected the wild fire to still be burning after all those years, but it was.

Miller looked down again and
watched the woman stroke him slower and slower. Squeezing at the tip of his
dick, getting every last droplet out of his body.

After he was done, she kept going.
Playing. Pressing her tits to his back harder. Yeah, she wanted hers now.

Miller grabbed the woman
’
s wrist and pulled her hand away
from him.

“
Get
out,
”
he ordered.

“
What?
”

“
Get
the fuck out of the shower. Out of my room.
”

“
Are
you serious?
”

Miller stood tall and looked back.
“
Do I look like I
’
m fucking joking about anything
right now?
”

The woman stood there, naked, a
nice set of tits, flat stomach, shaved
everything
. She was a dream
standing there. Wet, wild, ready to do anything Miller wanted.

“
Out,
”
he growled.

“
What
if I say no? I
’
ll stand
here and touch myself until you can
’
t
resist me.
”

Miller turned. The woman stepped
back. She put her hands to the wall. She stuck her chest out. Lifting her left
leg, she put her foot to the edge of the shower, showing off her wet center.

“
Come
on,
”
she whispered.
“
Take it out on me. Anything,
Miller. Just anything.
”

Miller lunged at her, his hands
grabbing her waist.

“
Yes!
”
she cried out.

Miller put his nose to her neck. As
he took a breath, he knew it wasn
’
t
the same. It would never be the same. This woman wasn
’
t Ella.

Fuck.

Miller then lifted the woman and
pushed her out of the shower.

“
I
said out!
”
he growled.
“
Out! Right fucking now.
”

The woman stood outside the shower,
eventually grabbing a towel and walking to the door.

Miller opened the curtain.
“
Hey.
”

“
Yeah?
”
she asked.

“
Go
find Blaine,
”
he said.
“
He
’
ll
take care of you. You want nasty shit, go. Now. And I don
’
t ever want to see you in this
clubhouse again.
”

“
Fuck
you.
”

The woman slammed the door shut
behind her.

Miller finished his shower, got
dressed, and crashed to his bed for the night.

The sleep was needed even if it
didn
’
t bring Miller a clear
head the next morning.

When he got out to the main part of
the clubhouse, he saw the remains of a long and wild night. Two prospects were
behind the bar, cleaning things up. Miller nodded, they nodded back, and no
words were needed.

Grabbing a cup of coffee, Miller
left the clubhouse. It was another bright and sunny day in Frelen. Half the
people out there were gearing up for another normal day of their lives. The
others were split between struggling to survive and the damn tourists coming to
enjoy the beach and little hidden gems of restaurants. All of which Miller
carried on his back to keep it that way. If this all got built up
…

Miller heard a whimpering cry. He
put his coffee mug down and ran to the side of the building. He took out his
gun.

“
What
next?
”
he whispered.

He moved along the side of the
building, listening.

The whimpering continued. It was
getting closer.

Miller turned the corner, gun
drawn. He opened his mouth to say or scream or maybe just fucking shoot.

But he didn
’
t need to do any of  that.

It was just Blaine. With a woman.

Blaine standing with his back
against the wall of the clubhouse. One hand was reached around and down some
woman
’
s pants, obvious what
he was doing. His other hand was at her mouth, two of his fingers in her mouth.
She slobbered all over them as she whimpered.

When Blaine looked at Miller, he
smiled and then shrugged his shoulders.

Miller raised an eyebrow.

Blaine turned a little to show that
the woman had one of her hands in his jeans.

As Miller left the scene behind,
the woman still letting out whimpers, he normally would have smiled. But this
time he didn
’
t. His mind
raced back to Ella. Maybe it had been a mistake to go check on her because it
lingered on him. She seemed okay, right? She had a house, a kid, a little life
for herself. Yeah, when shit hit the fan with Jerry, everything would
completely change. That
’
s
when Miller could swoop in and save the day. Unless Jerry used Ella for
something in all this. Used her as bait. Or collateral.

By the time Miller sat down with
his coffee, he was livid. He felt like trading the coffee for a beer.

A few silent minutes later, Blaine came walking from alongside the building. He was adjusting his jeans. He ran a hand
through his hair and lit up a fresh smoke.

“
Mind
if I join you?
”
he asked
Miller.

“
Jump
up,
”
Miller said.

Blaine took a drag of his smoke.
“
She was something, huh?
”

“
What?
”

“
That
one back there. Took care of her every way possible last night. Passed out out
here, under the stars. She woke me up and told me she was married and her
husband was going to be coming to look for her. That she had a problem for
cock. So I offered to get her home, safe. You know, being a gentleman.
”

“
Nothing
about you is a gentleman,
”
Miller said.

“
Well,
I told her she had to earn it. But I tried to be respectful. No more fucking.
She wanted something inside her. She wanted to suck on something. I woke up
with a crazy hard on. So we made the best of the situation.
”

“
I
saw that,
”
Miller said.

“
Look
at my fingers,
”
Blaine said.
“
They
’
re all wrinkly now. From her
mouth, not her pussy.
”

“
That
’
s enough, bro,
”
Miller said.

“
Hey,
what are you upset about?
”
Blaine asked.
“
I know you sent that
other one away last night for me to finish up. What was that?
”

“
I
just wanted my own. I got it. I was done.
”

“
Good
for you. I
’
m too caring.
Too giving. And I like pussy.
”

Blaine took another drag of his
smoke. Miller sat quiet, staring across the lot. There was just too much on his
mind.

“
Hey,
”
Blaine said.
“
Not my business at all. I talked
to Gaige though.
”

“
Yeah?
”

“
You
went to see her.
”

“
Yeah.
”

“
How
’
d that go?
”

“
She
’
s alive.
”

“
Of
course she
’
s alive, man,
”
Blaine said.

“
She
told me Jerry met with Coast Road.
”

“
No
fucking way. Right in his house?
”

“
Yeah.
She didn
’
t use their name,
but what other bikers would it be?
”

“
Could
be any,
”
Blaine said.
“
He
’
s
a fuck, isn
’
t he?
”

“
I
’
m not sure how to handle this
one, Blaine. I gave her up to him. It was supposed to work out. They have the
storybook life and I have the hard life. I was okay with that. But all this
now, I
’
m not okay with. I
want to kill that man, Blaine. I have to kill that man. And it
’
s not just for all of this. It
’
s years of shit piling up. But
when I pull that trigger
…”
Miller looked at Blaine.
“
I
’
m killing a baby
’
s father.
”

Blaine put a hand to Miller
’
s shoulder. He squeezed.
“
Hey. What kind of life is that
baby going to have? Jerry made it clear he
’
s
cashing out. Do you think he
’
s
going to take his family?
”

“
I
’
m not sure.
”

“
If
he does, he
’
ll have guilt
on his hands forever. If he doesn
’
t
take his family, they
’
re
lost. Family in this day and age, brother, is not a blood thing. It
’
s a loyalty thing. It
’
s a love thing. You
’
re my family, Miller. My
brother. That chick I was three fingers deep in? I didn
’
t love her. See the difference?
”

“
In
a sick way, I actually do. Christ, Blaine, I
’
ve
been hanging around you too much.
”

“
All
you can do is go forward, Miller. That
’
s
what we do.
”

“
It
’
s what we
’
re going to do. We can
’
t just kill Jerry though. We have to take the right
steps. We have to make sure Coast Road MC is out of the picture. Just in case
they have any connections somewhere else. And in Frelen, it
’
s really us against the law. So
we have to be extra careful. No fights. No speeding. No fucking someone else
’
s wife.
”

“
I
don
’
t know about that,
”
Blaine said with a grin.

“
If
we cut off Coast Road MC, Jerry has nothing. There
’
s one other thing we can do to make his life
miserable.
”

“
What
’
s that? You going to fuck his
wife?
”

Miller snapped his head to the
side.
“
Are you fucking
kidding me?
”

“
Sorry.
Just slipped out.
”

“
First
off, I
’
m not fucking
anyone. Second, she
’
s
giving him divorce papers.
”

“
Christ,
”
Blaine said.
“
Are you serious? No wonder you
’
re a mess right now, Miller.
They
’
re going to end up
…”

“
Stop,
”
Miller said.
“
Back to the club. We can call in
a few favors and have a splurge in crime.
”

“
You
’
re going to have some guys come
in to cause trouble?
”

“
Why
not? Some rough guys, gangster types. Push into Frelen. Rob some places.
Nothing super dangerous. Make sure nobody gets hurts.
”

“
You
’
re going to sabotage your own
town?
”
Blaine asked.

“
Risky.
”

“
Risky
and genius.
”

“
What
is?
”
a voice said.

Gaige came out of the clubhouse
along with Nate, Jace, and Landon.

Soon there was a little meeting
outside, trying to piece together the right plan.