Free Captured Devil's Blaze MC Book 1 by Jordan Marie Page A

liar, but I can’t deny the shy honesty on her face right now. My chest tightens in reaction, and that fucking word blasts through my brain again: mine .
    “There is no ‘was’, Beth… We’ve come too far to turn back now.”
    “That’s just it. I can’t be that woman out there. I just can’t…”
    “I told you I don’t do public shows. There’s no one in this room but me and you, querida .”
    “It was… interesting to watch,” she fumbles.
    “Interesting?” I ask, thick with disbelief.
    “It was arousing…”
    “It was fucking hot ,” I correct her, then kick myself as she physically jerks as if I hit her. Fuck, I keep forgetting how young she is and, hell, how innocent she is… even if that’s the reason for this conversation. I’ve never dealt with this before. I wonder if it’s worth it, but it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to be satisfied until I have her. Mine.
    “But I can’t do that. I don’t want to do that.”
    I sigh, tired of talking.
    “Tell me exactly what it is you can’t do, Beth, so we can end this conversation.”
    “I can’t be her!”
    This time, my sigh come out more like a growl because, Jesus, I know she’s young, but since when did it get this fucking hard to understand a woman?
    “ Who?”
    “I don’t want to have sex with more than one person—more than you .  I can’t do that, Skull. I can’t and… I won’t.” She takes a breath. “So, I think it’s best if you just… take me back now.”
    “Do you see anyone else in this room, Beth?”
    “Well, no, but… All of that was obviously normal for—”
    “For them, yes. I didn’t bring you here to share you with any fucking person. Did you not hear me threaten my own man outside for just looking at you?”
    “Well, yeah, but I didn’t think you were serious.”
    “I was dead serious.”
    “You’re very confusing, Skull.”
    “Jesus, woman, look in the fucking mirror. Now, are we done with this damn discussion?”
    “I guess.”
    “Thank fuck. Now strip.”
    “Strip?”
    “Yes. Take off those clothes. Now .”
    Her face gets more color in it, but it has nothing to do with embarrassment anymore. Now, she’s just pissed at me. I like it. I like it when she shows me spirit.
    “You do realize I haven’t done this before, right?”
    “ Si , and it’s driving me crazy.”
    “Aren’t you supposed to be understanding? Or… maybe even considerate?”
    “No. I’m just supposed to make sure you come over and over and can’t walk when I’m done—which I will do. And, as an added bonus, I’ll make your body crave what only I can give it, so you will always want more… even when I have made you come so hard you pass out from the pleasure. Now, mi cielo … strip. ”
     
     

 
     
    Strip, he says. Like that’s so easy.
    I could hate him right now. I feel like I’ve been on a damn roller coaster ever since Colin confronted me. This day with Skull has done nothing to settle all the fear and upheaval inside of me. Now, after putting me through the wringer, he just stands there and tells me to strip.
    I should tell him to go fuck himself. The problem is, he’d probably just find someone to replace me. This isn’t about love. There’d be no love with Skull even if Colin wasn’t in the picture. I’m not going to get love.
    The image of Colin comes to mind. I bite down the panic and, instead, center my gaze on Skull as I fumble with my pants. I eventually get them off, but it’s definitely not sexy and alluring like in the movies. I nearly fall as I kick them off. I feel stupid. I stand up straight and take a deep breath. Skull stands there not saying a thing. It’s like he’s daring me to go further, like he doesn’t think I will do this. He probably has a good reason to think I won’t. My nerve is about to fizzle out. The only thing that keeps me going is the memory of Skull’s kiss and his fingers on my skin. That gives me the courage to pull the shirt over my head. Now I’m