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Standing in front of the bike I obey his commands and bend over, he slips the hand from my neck and plants it firmly on my right shoulder. With his left hand, he grips his length and slides it inside of me. His left-hand holds my hip, drawing me into him with every thrust. The pleasure is almost overwhelming, my knees begin to shake.

A pleasurable moan escapes my lips that echoes through the dense forest. "Aiden." I moan, "I don't know if I can stand." I say, surprised through my ragged breathing how I'm able to talk.

He laughs, deep and maniacal. I want to turn to see his face. When I do, the pleasure in his eyes pushes me over the edge again. My knees start to shake and that's when I learn his real physical strength. With one hand still clamped on my shoulder, he pounds into me, pulling his other around and holding my stomach he slightly lifts me off the ground. My hands stay on the bike while he fucks me like a ragdoll.

I am so worried the harsh movements of my body will make the bike tip but as I look at my clenched fist laying on the leather seat, I realize I'm not even holding it anymore. The way he's doing this is pure adrenaline from the fight. His hands clamp down over various parts of my body, it's fueled by anger and I love it.

His deep voice penetrates the quiet woods, his tone is pure pleasure mixed with a possessive growl, "You enjoy being fucked like this?" He asks me, I try to speak but with the out of control way he's pounding into me while simultaneously holding me up makes it impossible, unable to communicate properly I nod vigorously through my moans.

A rush of cold hits me as he pulls himself out of me, my back still exposed to him. A deep grunt escapes his lips as he unloads himself against my back with heavenly sounding moans. Before I can get too cold, he grabs a small towel from a bag in the bike and cleans me off. Leaving me there he quickly grabs our clothes and returns.

I slip them on and climb back on the bike, surprised when he just drives up to the garage and parks it. Climbing off we hand up the helmets, "Why did we come back in so loud?"

Shrugging he kisses my lips, "Sweetheart, I own this cabin and I pay the salary of every man here. I'm free to leave as I please." He laughs, making me playfully swat his arm.

"Why did we sneak out?" I ask, a smile still on my face.

"I thought it was cute, you wanting to be spontaneous. I didn't want to tell you no." He smirks, I roll my eyes. I should have known better. "I had already texted the guard at the door that we would be leaving."

"What if they get mad?"

"Who?" He laughs, guiding us towards the front door. "Fucking Leo? Listen I have respect for all of my security." He lifts his head up, his jawline sharp. "Except Leo of course, but that's beside the point. I have respect for them, but I also pay them to do as I say. No one will be mad at me, if they are, they're dismissed."

He pulls a set of keys out and slides it into the lock. I know he said it doesn't matter that we were out, but he only told that one guard. "Be quiet," I say in hushed tones, he quietly laughs. I don't want to worry anyone and its so perfectly quiet right now I fear the lock clicking will wake everyone up.

We step through the threshold and Aiden raises his arms up with a cocky smirk, "See no ones-"

A lamp flicks on, illuminating the corner of the living room. Howard sits in a leather chair with a disappointed look on his face holding a newspaper. It was pitch black when we walked in, how in the heck was he reading it? He looks like the quintessential angry parent.

"Emilia Banks," Howard says in a serious tone, Aiden laughs. "Where were you, it's the middle of the night!"

Howard glares me down, not looking once in Aiden's direction. "Get onto him!" I say, trying to hold back my laughter at how angry he looks.

Howard smiles at Aiden, "He's a grown man."

I scoff, "I'm grown!" The way I yelled that sounded anything but adult-like. Both men are standing in front of me, Aiden with an amused expression over his face and Howard with an angry one.

"That's not the point. You're a young lady, I would have had a search party if I didn't already check the garage and notice Mr. Scott's bike was missing." I try to speak but he doesn't let me. "It's not safe," Howard says, but there's no conviction behind it. He knows Aiden would never put me in harm directly.

"I had Aiden," I say, reassuring him. "I know Ms. Emilia." Howard responds, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Leo casually walks in the room, his hair disheveled. "What's going on." I watch as Aiden's amused expression turns to hate.

"They decided to go out to God knows where without informing anyone." Now I can sense Aiden's irritation.

Aiden's deep voice bellows, "I informed the guard, this isn't an issue."

"You needed a guard with you." Leo directs his words at me, in a sleepy tone.

Aiden balls his fist, I gently wrap my fingers around his large hand which seems to calm him... slightly. "I am her guard." He looks to me, smiling. "We're going to bed. End of discussion" He tells them.

Howard brings me in for a hug, unexpected but welcome. I return the sudden and sweet gesture. "I'm sorry Ms. Emilia, I was just worried." He releases me and looks down; his eyes widen at the sight of the white gauze covering my new tattoo.

"What's this?" He asks, his voice laced with concern. "You're hurt?" He frowns, Leo walks over in a few quick strides. Aiden throws his hands up.

With a quiet voice, I say, "A tattoo." The men look at me with astonished expressions.

"What is it?" Leo asks.

Aiden steps in, wrapping his hand around mine. "She'll show everyone tomorrow."

We turn to walk away but I hear Howard mumbling under his breath, "Your mother will be upset you didn't tell her." I hear him clear as day.

I step forward slightly, "And how would you know that?"

"Umm..." Aiden tries to pull me away again, not happening. "I may be keeping in touch with her... I hope that's okay?"

I ponder this for a moment, not overreacting. Just letting the information place itself somewhere in my mind. "So, like talking talking or like talking?"

"Ms. Emilia, I'm an older gentleman. I don't understand what that means."

Aiden chimes in, "He's got a crush on your mom."

"You knew?" I gasp.

"He told me earlier, I was going to mention it, but he was going to talk to you tomorrow, so I wanted to respect his wishes." I mouth the words Oh as Aiden continues, "but she has no idea he's into her."

All three men are waiting for my reaction, I don't know what they're expecting me to say, but in my heart, I'm totally fine with it. Howard has been like a father to all of us. A father who is a trained killer and security guard but a good man in every sense of the word and I can't deny that my mom did look at him a certain way when she visited.

The tension is palatable as they wait for my response, "Howard, we will talk further about it later but if you like her, tell her. She's been alone for a long time and I miss my dad every day but you're a good man. Take her out." I tell him, watching his smile light up the dim room. I look down at my feet. "But first and foremost, you need to wait until all this blows over. Don't put her in the danger we're in and don't let her know about any of this."

I almost clamp my hand over my mouth when I see Aiden's expression fall. What I said just now, it really hurt him. "Of course, Ms. Emillia." Howard says.

"Emilia." I politely correct him, biting my lip. He nods once with a smile before him and Leo leaves the room.

"Bed?" I suggest. Aiden shakes his head "Go ahead, I'm going to grab something to eat." He lies, I know he's going to pick apart what I said, blaming himself for everything bad that's come my way recently.

"Bed," I say again, not as a question. Rolling his eyes, he follows.

Once we're in our own little private bubble I climb in the bed, patting the sheets to get him beside me. He takes off his shirt, revealing his tan skin and bandage. I can't wait until he can take it off so I can admire the rose.

"I didn't mean that about you," I tell him, laying my head on his chest. Careful to not touch his new ink with my hand that's wrapped around him.

"It's true though, what you wish for your mother is something I can't give you. Your safety." He scoffs, "Such a simple request any man should offer his other half and I can't fucking give you that."

I roll my eyes, "We're not doing this tonight, Aiden. I love you; you do everything in your power to make my life amazing. I know we're in a rough spot right now, but this isn't your fault. None of it is."

"Everything is my fault Emilia."

I kiss his lips softly, "Being in this safe house is just a precaution for me. You said it yourself; you don't know who took you but I'm free to go... I am safe and I'm not going anywhere without you." I look him in the eyes, "Wherever we end up, we're going together."

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