Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 31

Lost Reapers MG Claimed by the Bikers

hapter 31

9 years ago – Lotfle

My head hurt and I wanted to die. On top of the pounding of a jackhammer in my skull there was a bitter Ungy taste in my mouth. Like I had thrown up and not brushed my teeth afterwards.

Rolling over with a groan I buried my face into my soft pillows. Of course it tasted like that because that’s exactly what had happened.

I tried to kiss Killian and spewed my guts up all over him instead.

Humiliation twisted my stomach. Only a complete moron would mess us that badly. And worse than that I didn’t have a clue how I had got home or who had put me to bed.

I flopped back, staring up at the ceiling and listened. The house was quiet but it was before dawn so that wasn’t too shocking. If my parents knew how wasted I’d been last night then there would be movement. They would be making my life hell.

They might even kick Killian out, even though it wasn’t his fault.

I’d almost ruined everything. And why? Because I had a crush on the bad boy in the room next door. I’d had one for the last year. Ever since he had moved in.

Boys wanted to date me, and do other things as well. I knew that because enough of them asked me out but I didn’t want to be any of there. I just wanted to be kissed by him. Even if it was just once.

Stifling a groan, I pushed myself out of the bed. Only to find I was still in my uniform. It was crumpled badly but it was still on my body.

However Killian had got me home, he hadn’t undressed me. He could have done anything he wanted to me and I wouldn’t have known but he hadn’t.

Because he was a gentleman wrapped up in bad boy swagger.

It just went to prove how utterly perfect for me he was.

Without thinking I moved to the window, and opened it wide. His widow was right next door. And open as well.

Heaving myself up, I scooted along the window ledge and stepped over to his. I didn’t look down once. I wasn’t the biggest fan of heights.

Slipping into his room, I climbed over the mess that was scattered across the carpet to stand and stare down at his face.

“Are you asleep?” I whispered.

“Yes.” He said with no hesitation. “What are you doing in my room, Lottie?” His not sleepy eyes travelled down my body before landing back on my face. “How did you get in here. My door is locked.” He glanced, wards the window and his eyebrows shot up. “You climbed through the window?”

“I couldn’t sleep.” I shrugged. Now I was here, I wasn’t sure why.

“So you decided that I shouldn’t be able to sleep either?” He sat up and the breath left my lungs in a whistling whoosh. His chest was- well it was lovely.

Toned and tanned..

“Could I sleep in here with you?” I asked shyly. “Maybe we could talk for a little bit.”

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Chapter 31

He stared at me: And for a recand I was sure he was going to say no

and demand I go back to my room.

“You’re not getting into my bed covered in vodka vomit Lottie. Shower and I’ll find you a shire.” He pointed to the tiny bathroom attached to his room.

I took the world’s quickest shower and slipped into his soft faded tshirt. He was laying back down with us back to me when I slipped under the blanket

with him.

“So what did you want to talk about?” I asked, staring up at the ceiling.

“You’re the one who came into my room to talk, Lottie. What do you want to talk about?” He turned so suddenly that I almost fell off the edge of the bed.

Killian caught me easily, and pulled me snugly into his arms. So close that my breasts were crushed against the hardness of his chest.

“Fuck.” He glanced down. “This is such a båd idea.”

“What is?” I asked. “We are just talking. Like last night.”

“Last night you climbed into my lap and asked me to kiss you- places.” He groaned.

“I’ve never been kissed any place Killian.” I whispered and edged up towards his lips. This was the real reason I was here in his room before dawn. Because I was fed up with waiting.

Of being the only girl on the team that hadn’t been kissed. All the others had done so much more.

“You’ve never been kissed.” Reaching up he brushed his thumb across my lips. “How is that even possible?”

“Because I don’t want anyone but you.”

Back and forth over my lips he swiped. His eyes glued to my face. I could see the internal conflict reflecting in his eyes. He wanted to kiss me too. I could see it.

So why wasn’t he?

“Is that so?” He whispered. I nodded, opening my lips I felt the pad of his thumb slide into my mouth and against my tongue. I closed my lips around it and sucked.

Boys liked that didn’t they?

Killian groaned, his eyes rolled back into his head. “You’re going to be the death of me, Lottie.” He groaned low in his throat. But he didn’t pull away from me. Instead he worked his thumb in and out of my lips.

“If I kiss you. Will you roll over and go to sleep?” He asked huskily.

My nod was enthusiastic.

“Then close your eyes.”

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