Page 152 of Girth (Marked Skulls MC 1)
The cheering and the voices died down the moment everyone realized that a Dragon Knight associate was amongst us. Axel had fixed his eyes on us too, a narrowed threatening gaze. Brooklyn wriggled her hand out of mine and I could sense how much more nervous she now was.
“Gunner,” Axel said, in a slow drawling voice and I clenched my jaw.
“Why have you brought her here?” Thor spoke up and I looked him straight in the eye.
“She wanted to thank you all for rescuing her and the other girls,” I said in a loud and clear voice.
The music had been turned low by someone and nobody was saying a word, waiting for Axel’s reaction.
“You are Brooklyn Jenson,” Axel said, turning his gaze to her now. Brooklyn gulped nervously and then stuck her nose up in the air, showing bravery. I knew that she was exhausted and also insecure in these surroundings.
“Adam Jenson’s daughter,” Axel continued and Brooklyn finally parted her lips to speak.
“Yes,” she replied, as proudly as she could.
“Your father would have been pissed if he knew that you were here. Amongst us,” Axel said, looking around him at his men.
“Axel, she was going to be used for prostitution by the Dragon Knights,” I interrupted him and he held up a hand to silence me.
“Do you know how your father felt about us?” Axel said to her and Brooklyn nodded her head.
“Yes, but he didn’t know what the Dragon Knights would do to me once he was dead,” she said, meeting Axel’s eyes.
They were glaring at each other and I was beginning to feel like this was a bad idea. I should never have brought her here.
“You’re a very brave girl. I hear that you put up a fight,” Axel said, in the same voice but his eyes had relaxed. Brooklyn gulped again and nodded her head.
“My father and brother made sure that I learned to stand up for myself,” she replied and Axel started walking towards her now. I stepped in closer to her, but he continued on his path.
They were facing off now, Brooklyn was glaring back at him.
“Your father and Gunner’s father used to be best friends,” he told her and Brooklyn snapped her head around to look at me. I could see the surprise in her eyes; the same shock I got when Axel had told me this earlier.
“And while we all disagreed with each other, I know for a fact that Adam Jenson would not have wanted his club to turn to this,” Axel said and then he smiled at Brooklyn. She was beginning to smile as well.
“Welcome to the Bad Disciples sweetheart. You have our protection,” he said and throwing his arms around Brooklyn, he dragged her into a warm fatherly hug. Everyone around us cheered loudly and I could breathe again.
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I looked over across the room and saw Brooklyn standing in the middle of a circle of my friends. Glock, Tank, Hunter, Sniper and even Ethan were chatting with her, pouring her drinks. They all wanted to get as much inside information about the Dragon Knights as they could from her. Brooklyn looked relaxed. If she was exhausted, she wasn’t showing it. She was talking and laughing and exchanging high-fives with the boys and I was just relieved that she was safe.
“She’s a good girl,” I heard Axel’s voice behind me. I turned to look at him and then nodded my head.
“I had no idea who she was when I met her,” I said to him and he nodded his head and smiled.
“Yeah, we never really mixed with the Dragon Knights, but I’m sure Nicholas and Adam would have both been pleased to see their children together, looking out for each other,” Axel said, and hearing my father’s name was another reminder of my life. And how different it would be, now that I had Brooklyn in it.
“I hope you can forget about what happened in Afghanistan, son. You need to move on from that,” Axel said and we looked at each other, and I thought I saw concern in the older man’s eyes.
“I’m beginning to. I want to thank you for your support, Axel,” I said and held out a hand to him.
“You are an Alton and an important member of the Bad Disciples; of course, you have my support. And you have my blessing to be with Brooklyn Jenson,” he said and then shook my hand. I smiled at him, before turning and walking up to my group.
I noticed the way Brooklyn’s eyes lit up when she saw me, and I pushed past Sniper and Hunter to get to her. She wrapped her arms around me and rested her head on my chest. The others laughed and cheered.
“I was just telling Brooklyn how she needs to do something about your clothes,” Glock said with a laugh and she looked up at me adoringly.
“And I was telling him how I like what you wear,” she said and the others laughed.
“Glock once tried out for an Abercrombie and Fitch photoshoot,” I said and everyone burst out laughing, punching Glock playfully on his arm.
“That’s a lie. Don’t believe everything this guy tells you,” he said and Brooklyn and I locked eyes. I had a feeling she was going to believe everything I told her. We had built a kind of trust between us which would be very difficult to break.
Now that she was safely back in my arms, I knew that she was out of danger and I could see it in her eyes that she knew it too.
Chapter 25
Brooklyn
7 months later
I woke up to the light streaming in through the lace curtains I had put up in our bedroom. Gunner’s arm was protectively wound around my breasts as he slept beside me. I looked at him sleeping, with his brows relaxed and a peaceful expression on his face. He hadn’t had a nightmare in several months. The PTSD he was suffering from after Afghanistan had slowly but surely started to disappear and I was thankful for that.
He woke up less often in cold sweats now and even when he did, all it took was for us to talk for a few minutes before he could go back to sleep again. I didn’t think that Gunner could ever forgive himself for what had happened to Luke, but he was getting better. He was learning to live with it and accept himself for it. I of course knew that there was no blame. Luke had always taken risks and it had eventually gotten him killed. That was the whole truth and it had never been Gunner’s fault.
I watched him as he slept and a wave of love for him rose up in my chest. I kissed him on his forehead and his eyelids fluttered, and I looked around the room. It never failed to amaze me; the way our lives had changed in the past seven months. When I met him, this apartment was completely bare. Now, it was beginning to look like a home. Our home.
I ran my fingers over the bulge of his biceps, feeling the rough texture of his skin which was covered with tattoos, including a skull wearing a crown. He still had the metal tags on a chain around his neck, a reminder of his military past and I kissed his shoulder again. Gunner blinked his eyes open and when he saw me, he pulled me to himself with a smile. No matter how late he worked, I always woke up with him beside me, in his arms. I couldn’t remember the last time I had experienced this kind of stability in my life, and I was dating a biker!
Gunner kissed me, pulling my mouth into his and every time he kissed me, it felt like it was the only thing he knew how to do. Even though we had both just woken up and were groggy, he overpowered me with the kiss, wrapping his hands around my face, pulling me into him, exploring my mouth with his tongue.
I felt his fingers slide in under the covers, eagerly seeking out my flesh. The white satin night dress I was wearing was no match to his rough desperate touch and I felt his fingers slide up and down my belly. His hands found my butt, which he gently caressed, while his tongue ran over my teeth, sucking in my breath.
When he pulled away, I was already breathing hard. With my lips parted, he ran his fingers down the side of my face till he touched my lips.
“Fuck, that mouth would look great wrapped around my cock,” he said and took in a deep sharp breath. I moaned with delight and my tongue instinctively flicked his salty finger, while he traced the shape of my lips.
I wanted the same thing he did. I wanted his cock in my mouth.
I slid down the bed, under t
he covers while he stroked my tousled hair. My fingers quickly worked on his briefs, pulling them down his muscular rigid thighs. I had wedged myself between his legs and he tightened them around me.
His cock was on display now, and the wetness between my legs was delightful. I looked up at him for a moment, and he looked desperate. Like he couldn’t wait to see what I might do with my mouth. I fluttered my heavy lashes at him and opened my mouth wide, sliding in the tip of his cock into my mouth and then I sucked.
