Sinister Knights MC #1-3

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

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“Don’t move fast. Just act normal.” I pulled the pants up her creamy thighs, taking care to move slowly, eyes trained across the lake the entire time.

“Take the phone out of my pocket and dial Prez,” I whispered, shielding her with my body in the event anything awful happened.

As far as I could tell, the guy was just watching. I’d scanned the distant form for a gun, but he looked like he was just hanging out. If he had had a fishing pole, I probably wouldn’t even have thought twice, but this guy didn’t have a damn thing on him.

He was just staring.

Maybe he was just an old guy who loved it up in these mountains, but I knew for a fact that Prez owned a little over one hundred acres, nearly as far as the eye could see and definitely including the lake.

A low groan rumbled through me, the realization that it was probably ICE making my blood run cold. Something about the way the guy held himself, shoulders broad, back straight, almost a military-set to his expression. Something told me this wasn't good.

Those immigration officers had promised Prez they'd be back. Hell, from the looks of it, they'd never even left.

My stomach turned at the idea that he’d seen us fucking just minutes ago. Thank God I hadn’t stripped her naked—it was too fucking cold for that, but still, it was obvious what we were doing.

“Adelina?” I said.

“What if it’s ICE? What should we do?” She sounded near tears. I fucking hated that I couldn’t save her from this, but I would sure as fuck die trying. I was stubborn, if not stupid, but Adelina deserved a life. And from day fucking one, she’d been treated unfairly.

I wanted to make right what the world had so thoroughly fucked up on.

Adelina was a gift. An angel from above.

My eyes bounced from her warm ones to the dark form across the lake. Suddenly, he turned, a bright flash of golden yellow letters spread across the back of his jacket.

ICE.

Fuck me.

“Call Prez, mi vida. Listen to me.” She nodded once, slipping her hand into my pocket and taking out my phone. I murmured my passcode, and she punched it in quickly, sliding her thumbs across the screen at lightning speed. “Now we’re going up the path to the house. I’m going to block you from behind, but whatever you hear, promise me you’ll keep walking?”

Her eyes caught mine as the phone dialed.

“Promise?”

She nodded quickly just as Prez picked up.

She pressed the phone to her ear as she updated him, and we started back up the path, her feet carrying her swiftly as I trained my eyes across the water in search of the dark figure.

My eyes darted around, heart falling as I realized he’d disappeared.

Hell, probably getting closer.

I hated the idea of being locked up in this cabin, a sitting duck.

Whatever Prez said, I might have to get Adelina out of here.

Adelina reached the porch, her hand on the front door, when a single shot rang through the silence.

She shrieked, and I dove on top of her, pushing her inside and slamming the door closed with my boot.

“Shit,” I breathed into her ear. “Scared the fuck out of me. I think that was just a backfire.”

“A backfire? There are no trucks that backfire like that in America.” Adelina cast me a serious glance.

“Well, it was far away. I don't think it was aimed at us. Someone hunting maybe.”

“How can you say that when we just clearly saw someone watching?”

“What did Prez say?” I redirected her, taking my phone out of her hand and shoving it back into my pocket.

“To lay low. Stay in the house. He’s calling his contact at ICE, and he’ll get back to us.”

“Fuck,” I gritted out. “I don’t know why they have such a hard-on for you.”

“Because I'm the only one that’s alive,” she whispered quietly.

“It’s not the first time I’ve heard of officers going to great lengths, but usually there’s more at stake, a drug ring or something. Hell, maybe the feds have had their eyes on the Sinister Knights for a while, and this is just the excuse they needed.” It didn’t make sense. I just couldn't shake the feeling that settled in my gut.

“Maybe I should just go back.”

“The fuck you are.” I yanked her still closer. “I'm gonna marry you first.”

“Stop being loco , Saint,” she chided.

“ Loco for you, mi vida. That's what I’m guilty of.” I nipped at her ear. “Say yes.”

“What?” She laughed.

A grin rounded my cheeks as I gazed into her dark chocolate eyes. “Say you’ll put up with me every day for the next thousand forevers, and I swear I’ll make you the happiest wife on earth.”

“Saint—”

“Marry me, Adelina. You’re already mine. Let’s make it official so we can tell that immigration bastard to fuck off and start our life together.”

“Saint, Dios mio! ” She rattled off a quick succession of words in her native tongue that I didn’t understand.

Without giving her a chance to second-guess me, I fished the phone back out of my pocket and punched the speed dial of the one man I’d planned on calling if this moment ever came.

He answered on the first ring.

“Can you come up to Snow Lake?”

“Everything okay up there?” he asked immediately.

“Yup.” Or at least it would be. “King?” I requested. “Make sure you bring that bible you use to perform weddings.”

I hung up before he could reply.

“Saint, what did you just do?”

“Started the process of tying you to me forever, baby.”

“Do you even know what you’re doing?” She shook her head, dark waves falling in a cloud around her pretty face. “My brothers are connected to the cartel. What if they come after me? Or the Sinister Knights? You don’t need my burden.”

“Burden? Don’t you ever say that about my wife again.” I crossed the distance between us, shoving a hand into her hair and hoisting her onto my hips. She locked her ankles, and I ground my cock into the seam of her leggings. One of her palms slammed against the frosted pane of glass behind her, tits thrusting out and the outline of her succulent little nipples driving me fucking nuts.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, Saint. It would kill me if anything happened to you.”

“Then you've got some idea about how I feel.” I shoved my head under the loose fabric of her sweater, plucking at the outline of her pebbled peaks with my teeth.

“God, Saint, do you ever listen?” Her hands pushed into my hair, hips rocking against my body as she arched and moaned in a perfect rhythm.

“Do you ever stop talking?” I growled lightheartedly, grinding against her. “I’d be happy to fill that mouth with something else.”

“Is this what I have to look forward to?” she asked breathily, teeth sinking into my shoulder and biting.

I winced, cock pounding as my lust surged. I loved this banter thing we did together. Made me even hotter. “This and so much more, baby.”

“I may have bitten off more than I can chew.”

I cupped her full tit in my palm, rolling my hips against her soaked core. “Oh, you definitely have.”

“Well, in that case…” She clutched at my shoulders, sighing when I pushed inside her again. “I can’t wait.”

I swallowed anything else she wanted to say with my mouth, fucking her deep and slow, showing her this was so much more. She was so much more. I was desperate for her, a starved man, one taste never enough.

I needed to be with her always.

And I was about to make that happen.

“Forever is a long time, little one. You’re going to get really fucking sick of me.” I dragged my cock against her quivering walls. “But I plan to keep you good and fucked.” I punctuated my words with my stabbing cock. “Barefoot and pregnant if I have anything to say about it.”

“Big plans, mi esposo?” Her big, round eyes swam with love.

Fuck, I loved her so much it hurt.

“Hell yes,” I breathed just as waves of pleasure tore through her system. The clenching of her succulent pussy sent me over the edge, come coating her inner walls and flowing down deep, where I hoped it would take root and grow into something sacred between her and me.

Tying myself to Adelina would be the pleasure of my life.

Which was why I had zero apprehension when I heard the slow rumble of a Harley not long after.

I grinned, rousing my beauty awake from where she’d dozed off after another stupefyingly good orgasm.

Her eyes widened, and she shrugged the sweatshirt over her shoulder, pushing her hair out of her face.

“You look fucking stunning. Stop fussing with yourself and kiss me.” I pulled her against my lips. “When I got up this morning, I had no idea today would be my wedding day.”

Adelina groaned, swatting my cheek before nipping at my lips playfully. “I love you, even when you drive me nuts.”

“Damn well better love me, you’re about to take my last name.”

Adelina was just about to open her mouth in what I was sure was another argument, when King’s heavy boots came up the front steps.

“Everyone dressed?” King burst through the door, Piper hot on his heels.

“Adelina!” Piper called, rushing to her side and swallowing her in her arms. “Are you okay?”

“Fine.” Adelina reassured her. “I'm fine.”

“King brought me to be a witness. I picked out the only white dress I had in my closet before King rushed me out the door. I know it isn’t much, but maybe we can have a reception party down at the ranch or?—”

“Okay, let’s get on with this.” Saint pointed between us.

“I'm ready.” King pulled the small leather bible from his pocket, a folded-up marriage license tucked inside. “Had extra.” He put the paper on the table between us. “Full names, signatures, and date at the bottom. Piper and I will drop it off in town on the way back down the mountain. You’ll be official by sunset.”

“Sounds like the best night of my life.” I locked fingers with my girl, sweeping my tongue across her lips, ready to dive into her all over again.

“Let’s get this dress on you.” Piper pulled my girl away by the elbow, and a low growl emanated from my lips as we broke contact.

“Five minutes,” I warned.

“He’s bossy, huh?” Piper rolled her eyes. “You sure you want to be Mrs. Saint?”

“Three minutes,” I barked, turning back to King with a frustrated grimace.

“So, what happened, man?” His tone lowered with empathy.

I pushed a hand over my face. “Saw someone watching us from across the lake. I’m sure it was the guy from ICE, but he was too far away for confirmation. He disappeared, and then we heard a gunshot, probably unrelated. Didn’t want to scare Adelina any more than she was, so I told her it was a backfire. But she knew better.”

“Prez knows?”

I nodded. “Didn’t want to wait till I heard from him to act, though. It was either marry her or get her the hell off this mountain. But if the guy followed us up here, feels he’d follow us anywhere. This seemed the easiest way.”

“Glad I can be of help. Normally, I think this is something I would try to talk you out of, but I’m not blind. I see the way you look at her, and she’s a good woman.” King nodded. “Make her proud.” He swatted my back, focusing my attention behind me when Piper came out of the bedroom, Adelina trailing behind her.

“Fuck me.”