Wilting Violets (Sons of Templar MC - New Mexico Book 2) by Anne Malcom

Author:Anne Malcom [Malcom, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-06T16:00:00+00:00

We spent another full day in that motel room.

Elden only left to get food.

I did not put on pants.

We did not speak of anything outside of the room. We got to experience the unexpected pleasure of waking up together. Of eating meals together. Watching movies together. Sharing beers.

I texted Sariah to tell her where I was, and she sent back a plethora of very explicit texts that I gathered was her form of approval.

It was heaven.

Except heaven didn’t exist. Both heaven and hell were here on earth. Us humans brought them both upon each other. And that’s what it was with Elden and me... Heaven and hell, intermingled, unable to separate one from the other.

“Where does the club think you are?” I asked him in the early hours of the morning we were going to leave.

“They don’t think I’m anywhere.” He drew lazy patterns on my back. We’d been desperate, feral for each other during the hours we’d spent in this room.

Now we’d lapsed into something different. Something less wild but something precious. Something comfortable. Intimate. A glimpse into a life we might’ve had.

My hopeful heart still held onto the fantasy that we could possibly have that. Or a different version of that.

“They don’t know you’re here?” I clarified.

“It’s not a prison, Violet.”

I bristled at the reference.

“I’d leave it,” he continued, still drawing circles. “For you.”

My heart stammered. My lungs burned. He was telling me he’d give up everything he knew and loved.

For me.

What every girl wanted to hear.

Except it wasn’t.

Elden’s world had imploded when he was eighteen. He lost his entire family. Had to become a whole different person.

And if I asked him to, he’d give up the club. Which would mean he’d have to become an entirely new person without the Sons of Templar. And even if he managed that, Swiss would still find him. We would still have to see him. And my mom. And my club.

Because they were family. One you didn’t escape. It wasn’t a prison. But it was a life that didn’t let you go.

Now it was my turn to do the alpha move and reposition us so I was on top of Elden, straddling him, pressing myself against him so we both gasped in pleasure. We should’ve been satiated. It should’ve been physically impossible for us to have any more sex. Yet Elden stiffening underneath and my body priming itself in preparation for him communicated that it was indeed possible.

My hands landed on either side of his head as I hovered above him. I kept my naked body pressed as close to his naked body as was humanly possible.

“You’re not leaving the club,” I informed him, my mouth inches away from his.

“Is that an order?” he smiled, hands on my hips, positioning me so he pressed against my entrance.

My body quivered in anticipation.

“Yes, that is an order,” I whispered. “You are not to ruin your life for me.”

His firm heat rubbed along my sensitive core. “Not possible, baby. My life was in ruins before you.

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