LOGINDanielle POV
I swallow. “What about… after?” I lift my gaze to meet his. “When a scene ends, what happens then?”
“That depends on the people involved,” he says. “But for me? There’s aftercare. Always. Doesn’t matter how soft or rough the scene was. Aftercare’s not optional. That can be anything, wrapping you in a blanket, giving you water, holding you until your head’s clear. W
Sometime In The FutureVesper POVThe blade clicks open, then snaps shut again in my hand. Over and over. It keeps my focus steady while Ghost sits across from me glaring like I’ve just burned down his fucking bike. Maybe it’s because I’ve got a knife in my hand, maybe it’s because I made him call Red. Either way, his eyes are locked on me, and I can feel the weight of his irritation.My plan had been simple. I take his phone, I call Red, I talk. Instead, it was Knox on the other end, and that ruined everything. I wanted my sister, not her biker. And Ghost? He’s acting like I’d declared war.“You just cause trouble, Little Trigger,” he mutters, voice low.I snap the blade closed. “How?”“You fucking said she’s pregnant.” His glare sharpens like it could slice through me.My head shakes. “I did not.”
Ghost POVI keep her pinned for a good twenty minutes, my cock still buried in her, before I finally let her go. I’m fucking her again tonight. She doesn’t get a choice in that. For now, though, I’ve got to brace myself for church.I walk out, nod at Knox and Echo, then head straight into the room. No hesitation. I drop into my chair, waiting while everyone else filters in and takes their seats. I can already feel the weight of what I’m about to say pressing down, but fuck it. No sense hiding.“So,” I start, leaning forward on my elbows. “I’ve got an admission to make. I’ve been fucking Vesper without protection.”Echo’s head thumps against the table. Once. Twice. Then again, harder, like he’s trying to drive his own skull into the wood. “I swear to everything unholy and wrappe
Vesper POVThe guys catcall and laugh as he carries me straight through the bar and down the hall. He ignores them all, his focus fixed only on me.“Put me down,” I mutter, though my heart’s pounding far too fast for the words to sound convincing.“No chance,” he says, his mouth brushing my ear as he kicks open the door to our room. “You walk around in that short red dress, looking like temptation itself, and you expect me to let you stay out there where anyone can look? Fuck no. That’s mine.”The door slams shut behind us. He carries me across the room and drops me onto the bed with a roughness that makes my breath catch. His eyes trail over me, the red fabric riding high up my thighs.“You know what I see when I look at you in this?” he asks, tugging the hem higher, his voice low and d
Vesper POVI know what his plan is, and I’m not about to stand here and let him take back control. The moment I pull up at the club, heads turn, and eyes follow me as I climb off my bike. Yeah, I probably look like hell. I need to wash the blood off.Red is the first to reach me. She rushes across the lot and grabs me, her eyes wide.“He’s fine,” I say before she can even speak. “A little hurt, bleeding, but nothing fatal.” I push past her and head inside. She follows anyway.“Are you okay?” she asks.I don’t answer. My mind is on fire, too full of everything. I go straight to my room, strip down, and step under the shower. The water is hot enough to sting, but it doesn’t ease the weight pressing down on me.Red doesn’t leave. She stands against the doorframe, waitin
Ghost POVMy whole body sags into the chair, spent and buzzing, every muscle slack like I’ve got nothing left to give. Maybe it wasn’t the brightest idea, goading her into riding me while I was tied up, but fuck it. After thinking I was about to die without ever seeing her again, my priorities are allowed to be a little fucked up. And if the last thing I ever felt was her wrapped around me, then I’d go out a happy man.She leans in and kisses me, her lips dragging across mine before she rolls her hips in one slow grind that makes me groan. “I think we should just stay here for a while. You tied to the chair, me fucking you.” Her teeth graze my throat and nip hard enough to make me twitch.“I’ll do whatever you want,” I breathe, meaning it. If she wanted to keep me chained here for a week, I’d take it. As long as she’s on me, I’d take anything.
Vesper POV“Fuck, Vesper,” he groans, his head pressing back against the chair.I tighten my grip, stroking him once, slow and deliberate, just to watch his whole body lock up. “Not so tough now, are you? Right now you’re just mine to use, Ghost. Nothing else.”He snarls but it breaks into another groan when I squeeze him tighter, dragging my thumb across the head, spreading the wetness already leaking out of him.I shift, sliding down his lap, and lower myself so I can run the tip along my slick folds. His cock presses against me, hard and demanding, but I don’t let him in. I just rub him along me, teasing, using his body for my own control. His growl vibrates low in his chest, his arms straining at the rope around his wrists.“You’re playing a dangerous game,” he grits out.“And you’re not in a position to stop me







