Page 17 of Oz (Marked Skulls MC 4)
My apartment was too small. The bedroom was just a few feet away and I knew he’d be able to hear me in there. I went in and turned on the lights, shutting the door. In the bathroom, I brushed and washed my face and changed into the silk slip I usually wore in bed. While I changed, I thought about Oz.
I was thinking about him constantly. He was right there, right outside my bedroom. So close and yet so far away. But I couldn’t do anything about it. We’d come to a decision—he was going to see me safely out of this mess and then whatever we had was over between us.
Yes, I wanted an adventure when I came here to Orlando, but this was not the kind of thing I had in mind. And yet, despite all that, I wanted him.
I slipped into bed. How was I supposed to go to sleep?
It was early for me. I would still be working at the diner at this time on other days. But, with Oz here, I had no other choice but to get into bed.
I couldn’t help wondering what he was doing outside. Was he going to stay awake the whole night? Should I have offered him something to eat?
I lay stock-still in bed with the covers off. I felt like I could hear everything, it was so quiet here. I wanted to be close to Oz, as impossible as it seemed right now.
Chapter 23
Oz
Kaya had gone to sleep, and I was sitting on the couch in her apartment, thinking of her. Sweet, beautiful Kaya. I got her in this mess and I hated myself for it.
The worst had happened. The thing I was trying to avoid. The Dark Legion had found her and threatened her. Those fuckers had pointed a gun at her. What else had they done? Touched her? Forced her to sit with them? Undressed her with their filthy eyes?
I couldn’t ask her because that would upset her. But I knew enough about those assholes to know what they were capable of. Unlike the Marked Skulls, they had no morals. We wouldn’t hurt an innocent woman, we had a code—they didn’t. They were willing to do anything for revenge, which meant they wouldn’t hesitate in hurting Kaya if they had to.
I needed to keep her safe.
Tonight, I would spend the night here, awake and waiting and watching, making sure that Kaya could sleep. But what about tomorrow or the day after? I couldn’t spend all my time here, watching her.
I needed to be out there, destroying the Dark Legion like I’d helped do the last time. But Kaya needed me too.
I ran a hand through my hair, trying to listen for any sounds. She must have fallen asleep because I couldn’t hear anything.
I was in her apartment. She was sleeping in her room, just a few feet away from me. Every nerve in my body was tensed. My cock was throbbing in my pants just with the thought of Kaya lying semi-naked in her bed. I wanted to be close to her again. Feel the sweetness and warmth of her body like I did on my bike. When she was wrapped up around me.
I had to do everything to stop myself from going into her room and taking her right then. Being inside Kaya…feeling her tightness around my cock. The taste of her nipples in my mouth.
I would have given anything for that, but her safety was more important. I needed to stay alert.
More importantly, she didn’t want me anymore. After this was all over, after I’d destroyed the Dark Legion again—I would never see her again. I’d seen it in her eyes. She was afraid of me. She was afraid of what a life with me would look like.
And a girl like Kaya—well, she deserved better than that. Being with me would mean a constant potential for danger. I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing her hurt.
The best thing I could do for her would be to leave her alone. That was obviously what she wanted too.
Muddled thoughts ran through my head while I tried to stay awake and keep watch for the night. Kaya’s safety was more important to me now than anything else.
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I must have dozed off while I sat there on Kaya’s couch. But I didn’t realize I had because she was still on my mind. Except now, I was dreaming about her. Fantasizing lying beside her on her bed, our limbs entwined, the smell of her hair on my face. How beautiful and soft she felt in my arms.
And then I heard the sound of a door opening and I jumped up from the couch. My gun was in my hand and I pointed it in front of me as my eyes started to clear of sleep.
Kaya was standing at the door of her bedroom, and her face was deathly pale. She had an empty glass in her hand, wearing a skimpy baby-pink silk slip.
“Fuck. I’m sorry,” I growled and shoved the gun back in my belt where it belonged. I could see I’d startled her. Kaya clutched the glass tightly in her hand and opened her mouth to speak.
“I just came in for a drink of water,” she said, and I rushed towards her.
“I didn’t mean to scare you. I’d dozed off and heard the door,” I said, reaching for her. She let me touch her, and now that I touched her shoulder, I pulled her close to me.
Kaya fell into my arms and I hugged her tightly. I buried my nose in her sweet-smelling curls. She was innocent in all this. She didn’t deserve any of the horror she was facing.
She had her head on my chest, and I knew she could hear my heart quickening.
“Oz…I’m sorry I spoke to you like that. I shouldn’t have shouted at you,” she said and looked up at me. She was still pale, and her beautiful emerald eyes searched mine.
“You have nothing to apologize for. I deserved it. I put you in danger. You’re still in danger, Kaya,” I said.
I couldn’t help myself, even though I knew she didn’t want a future with me—I stroked her hair. I needed her.
Thankfully, she didn’t pull away from me. Instead, she stood there, looking into my face.
“What are we going to do, Oz?” she asked and I clenched my jaws.
“You don’t have to do anything, Kaya. I’m going to take care of this. I told you I will,” I said.
Her eyes were watering again.
“I was so afraid, Oz. At first when I saw them, I thought they were your friends. And then they started threatening me…they…”
She was cracking. I held her even tighter to myself and she buried her head in my chest again. I stroked her back, stroked her hair. I could sense her melting in my arms. I wished I was strong enough to resist her, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t stop my cock from growing in my pants.
All I needed to do was look at her and I was done.
“I’m sorry. I should have known better. I didn’t realize I was being watched. I’m going to fix this,” I said to her. Kaya nodded her head and looked up at me.
“I know you will. I trust you. Thank you,” she said and I watched the way her mouth parted. Her sweet delicious mouth. She was fucking irresistible.
I leaned in for a kiss and Kaya leaned towards me. It was unbelievable that she wanted it, too. I didn’t think she would ever want to kiss me again. Not after what I’d caused.
But our lips met. I heard her gasp as I dug my fingers into her hair, clutching her tightly by the back of her head as I devoured her.
Our kiss deepend and she clawed at my clothes. I kissed her hard, while she stripped my jacket and my shirt. We were moving together, fused together by our mout
hs. I pushed her gently until she fell back on the couch and I joined her.
She slid down under me, while her hands ran up and down my naked torso. I looked at her body. Her tender curvy body. Her nipples were pebbled hard under that silk dress she was wearing. I could see every shape and curve of her. I kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose and then her chin.
Kaya giggled while she writhed and slid under me. I had my arms stretched out over her, clutching the arm of the couch. This thing wasn’t going to be big enough for the two of us, but I didn’t care.
As Kaya moved, her dress slid up her beautiful shapely hips. I reached for the spot between her legs. She was warm and wet, just the way I needed her to be. My cock was tenting my jeans and she reached for it, cupping it tightly with one hand. She could feel it throbbing and growing and she chewed on her lower lip. In that deliciously adorable way of hers.
I rubbed the soft insides of her thighs, then tugged at her panties, rolling them quickly down her legs. I leaned forward to nuzzle at her breasts. The material of her dress was sexy smooth, and I chewed lightly on her nipples through them.
Kaya hissed. Her nipples were sensitive and she liked what I was doing to them.
She moved her legs, up and down my back, down my butt, till I grabbed her ankles roughly.
I moved so I was wedged between her legs now, my knees firmly planted on her rug. She stretched her legs apart and wrapped them around my waist. I undid my belt and jeans and Kaya’s eyes grew wide as she watched my cock revealing itself to her. She gulped. Had she been thinking about this like I was?
She looked thirsty for my cock. Like I was hungry for her pussy.
“Oz…” her voice faded as I pushed up her slip.
“What do you want, Kaya?” I asked, pulling down her wet silk panties. She tried to stretch her legs even wider, thrust her hips up towards me. I flicked her swollen clit and she moaned.
