Completely Yours (Vicious Snakes MC Book 4) Page 4

  Krista comes up to me at some point during the night. I expected her to be hanging off Pyro, but he seems to be talking with his brothers.

  He only glances our way slightly before resuming his conversation with his group of brothers. I wonder why he’s not getting possessive or jealous because I sure as hell would be. If he only knew what I was thinking when I looked at her…

  “Are you having fun? Did you have enough to eat? Can I get you another beer?” she asks each question right after the other.

  I chuckle. Clearly she’s nervous.

  “No babe. I ate lots of food, my beer is still full, and it’s nice to meet the people you have been hanging around with. They seem like good people.”

  She snorts. “Yeah, they reminded me of everything we represented at home. I tried to stay away from clubs and live a life outside of them, but I couldn’t do it. It was lonely. I could never trust anyone the way I trust the members of the Vicious Snakes and Wicked Dragons. I was so fucking determined to make it on my own, but I found myself missing everything I had left behind.”

  I watch her as she speaks. Her eyes are misting a little bit. She blinks away the tears that were threatening to fall.

  “That’s good because we missed the fucking shit out of you,” I say, not once glancing away from her eyes. Her breath catches when she catches my meaning.

  “Pyro wants to stay at his place in a couple days. He doesn’t like many people around there, so he wants to get everyone's visiting done here. I told him that there was no way you wouldn’t come with us, but he already knew that and said it was okay for you to come.”

  “Well, whatever you guys want. I’m going to be like your fucking shadow, so both of you better get used to it,” I say gruffly.

  Thankfully, she's not offended and just laughs.

  “Are you mad?” she asks, and I tense.

  “Why would I be mad, darling?” I ask suspiciously.

  She shrugs her shoulders. “Well I used to think… maybe it was more hope… that you had feelings for me. Then I came home, and in those couple months I thought that maybe you would have made a move on me, but you didn’t. Since the moment that Pyro came to claim me, you have been angry and short with me.” She turns her head away so that I can’t look in her eyes while she talks.

  I’m silent while I process everything she has said. “I’m not mad. Maybe I thought about claiming you, but I missed my shot. Pyro came after you. That takes guts to claim a woman in front of her club.”

  “At least he was man enough to come after me,” she clips out.

  I look at her in surprise and she smiles sheepishly at me.

  “Sorry,” she says with a shrug.

  I shake my head. “No, you’re right. He was, and I admit that, but you know that if my shot ever comes again, I’m taking it. I won’t miss it again.”

  Tears glisten in her eyes but she doesn’t say anything.

  She leans against my shoulder. I look right at Pyro. He glances with a smirk and I have to wonder what the fuck he's thinking. There is no way that I could control my jealousy if my woman was leaning on some man like Krista is now. Especially if that man clearly wanted to fuck her a hundred different ways.

  “I’m glad you came, Bullet,” Krista says so quietly that I don’t think that I’m meant to hear it.

  I don’t know what to say without crossing lines that I’m not allowed to cross, so I just nod my head.

  Pyro

  I watch Bullet with my woman leaning against him. When he glances at me as soon as she does it, I can’t help but smirk.

  What confuses me is that I don’t feel any jealousy.

  I could tell from the looks he gave us the past six weeks that he loves Krista. He kept himself at a distance just like I did. He had his reasons and I want to find out.

  I know that he would protect her with his life.

  In the past, I have felt very territorial over Krista, wanting to kick the shit out of anyone who even came close to her.

  Bullet is different. I plan to talk to him when I have them over at my place.

  I knew he would be coming no matter what. I just don’t like a lot of people there. I’m a private person.

  The thought of him wanting Krista, and her wanting him, doesn’t bother me. I’m going to find out why.

  I think he was meant to be a part of us. Krista was made for the both of us. The fact that I don’t want to kill him for looking at Krista like she hung the fucking moon tells me a lot. I’d be selfish to keep her to myself. Bullet is the only one I would consider this with. He was the same as me, wanting her but never making his move. I think he knows he missed his chance, but he really didn’t. I could see us working because Krista looks at both of us the same way. That tells me everything that I need to know.

  I’ve been alone a long time and I don’t want to be alone anymore.

  Krista

  The night ends up with me drunk. I’m not just a bit tipsy drunk; I'm full out “I can barely walk straight” drunk. This is the first time in a long time that I have let myself go. I knew Pyro or Bullet would watch over me. I felt safe.

  I can’t help but laugh and giggle all the way to Pyro’s room.

  He’s carrying me to his room. I kick my feet back and forth. I look over his shoulder and Bullet is following us with an amused smile on his face.

  “I should be carried everywhere! This is fun!” I say loudly. I can only tell that I am talking loudly due to Pyro wincing when I speak because my mouth is right by his ear.

  “Anything you want, babe,” Pyro says with a laugh.

  We get into his room and he gently places me on the bed.

  I lay back and moan. “Oh god! This is the most comfortable bed! I’m never leaving! It’s like sleeping on a cloud!” Morning

  I hear chuckles, but my eyes start to close.

  “Babe, you need to get changed. You won’t be comfortable in your jeans,” I hear Pyro say.

  I wave a hand at him without opening my eyes.

  “You do it. You’ve already seen me naked. I’ve got nothing to hide.”

  “I’ll just give you some privacy,” Bullet says in a strained voice in the distance.

  “See ya in the morning,” I hear Pyro say when I fall into a drunken sleep.

  Chapter Four

  Pyro

  It has been days since Krista got drunk and fought the worst hangover that I’ve ever seen. I make a note to make sure that she doesn’t get that drunk anymore if it’s going to mean that she’s going to be hugging the toilet for hours the next day.

  We had just pulled up to my house. I live in town, but my neighbours never bother me. They don’t seem to care that they have a biker living next door. Then again, I have never given them a reason to worry. I never have parties and very rarely have people over.

  I had Sophie stock up the fridge and cupboards because when it comes to food, that woman knows what she’s talking about.

  When we walk in the door, I turn off the alarm and look around. The house is cleaner than when I left it. There is no doubt in my mind that it was Sophie. She’s a good woman and I’m going to have to do something for her as a thank you.

  I watch Krista and Bullet as they take in my house.

  My house has two levels. I have a huge flat screen in my living room with lots of video games. I needed something to pass the time when I was away from the club.

  Sure, I went where the club needed me to, but I didn’t have it in me to party. I usually just wanted to be alone.

  I’m sure that everyone thought that I just laid around feeling sorry for myself while in reality I was busy playing video games and feeling sorry for myself.

  I also notice that it doesn’t feel weird having them in the house, walking around checking everything out. I’m hoping that they like everything because I plan on having them both stay for as long as they are in my life.

  “This is a nice house. Bigger than I thought you would live in,” Krista says.

  I can’
t help but grin at her. “Thought I’d live in some single bedroom apartment that was a complete bachelor pad with pizza boxes and bottles of beer laying around?”

  She gives me a sheepish smile. “Well … ya… I didn’t think you would have a house that has four bedrooms and a gorgeous kitchen that I’m sure Sophie is completely jealous of.”

  I can’t help but laugh.

  “No, I bought this when I moved here. I had just started prospecting for the club, but I had my inheritance from when my parents passed away and thought that one day I’d fill it with a family of my own,” I say and look away. I can’t believe that I revealed so much.

  I hear a sniffle and look at Krista who is wiping her eyes. “I didn’t know your parents died.”

  I look at her with soft eyes. “It was a long time ago,” I reply.

  “Well, hopefully one day you can tell me about them,” she says looking at me with hopeful eyes.

  I nod my head. I already know that I’m going to tell this woman anything she wants to know.

  This woman is it for me.

  I can feel it.

  Bullet

  I see Pyro in a different light.

  I can’t say that I had bought a house thinking of filling it with kids.

  He must have had an extremely different relationship with his parents than I did with mine.

  Krista takes it upon herself to cook. I don’t know shit about cooking, and she insisted that she wanted to do it herself anyways.

  I’m sitting in Pyro’s living room with him watching some action movie. I honestly can’t concentrate on it.

  “I need to talk to you about the thing you have got for Krista,” Pyro says bluntly.

  I can’t help but freeze. I look at him, and he’s staring at me with a serious look on his face.

  “What about it?” I growl out. There is no point in denying it. He can fucking see how much I want her. Hell, I check her out every time I get the chance. She’s gorgeous and I couldn’t look away if I wanted to.

  Shit, Prez can see it, and apparently every single one of Krista’s friends can too because they all came and talked to me.

  He clears his throat a couple times. “How long have you wanted her?”

  “Since the first day I set eyes on her.” He thinks about that for a moment and I see him working out something in his head.

  “And why didn’t you do anything about it? Why not make her your woman?” he asks.

  I can’t help but shift in my seat. “Krista is a club princess. There is no hooking up, casual sex, one and done, “let’s date” with her. You are either all in or you’re out. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to be all in until I fucking woke up to panicked voices telling me that she was gone. Not one fucking goodbye but a letter to her dad,” I say feeling angrier just thinking about that day.

  He nods his head slowly. “Yeah, she sure packs quite a punch,” he murmurs.

  “Why do you want to know? You’re asking for a fucking reason,” I can’t help but bite out.

  “I do. I see the way you two look at each other. I’m not blind or a fool. I went after her with the very intention of claiming her. I get what it’s like feeling like you can’t fucking breathe without her,” he says.

  “And the point is?” I ask, rushing this crazy talk along.

  “If she’s open to it, I’m willing to talk about extending this relationship to you,” he says, shocking me.

  I stare at him with an open mouth.

  “What the fuck are you talking about?” I narrow my eyes at him. He can’t be suggesting what I think he is, can he?

  “You know what I’m talking about. There is no other person that I would consider talking to about sharing my woman. But I see the way you two look at each other. It’s the same way her and I look at each other. I’m not jealous when I see you with her and I think that’s saying something. Shit, maybe together we can be the men that woman deserves,” he says and, before I can comment, Krista comes into the room yelling.

  “Supper’s ready, guys!”

  We both jump as we were both so lost in our conversation that we didn’t hear her come in. Fuck, I almost forgot that she was in the other room.

  Now that I’m headed to the kitchen, I can smell something fucking amazing.

  “Fuck, I don’t know what you cooked, babe, but it fucking smells delicious,” Pyro says kissing her on the cheek. I fucking love the way she blushes. She looks at me and her cheeks turn even more red.

  I stop at the table seeing a feast of food before me. I can’t help my mouth from falling open.

  “Holy shit. How much did you think we could eat?” I ask with wide eyes.

  She shrugs. “Well I wasn’t sure what you guys liked. Then, I wasn’t completely sure if you guys had any allergies that you never told me about, so I just started to cook and now we have a buffet. At least we can save the leftovers for the next couple days. “

  We all sit down. I don’t know where to start but, fuck, if it tastes as good as it smells then this will be the best meal I have had in a long time.

  “No allergies, babe,” I say with a wink.

  Pyro nods his head because he's already shovelling his mouth full of food. I shake my head at him, but once the first bite of buffalo chicken casserole hits my tongue, I can’t help but let out a groan and start piling food into my mouth too.

  I don’t know how long we eat, but no one is without a mouthful of food long enough to make conversation.

  I’m left to my thoughts. Could I really share Krista with another man? I look at Pyro and he is looking at Krista like she’s everything. Yeah, I really fucking could. I can’t take away what he gives as her. She’s in love with him. I’d be selfish to make her choose between me and someone else that clearly makes her happy. It’s also likely that I could lose out on her completely if I forced her to make that choice. I’m lucky that Pyro even offered this opportunity for me to be with Krista.

  Hell, I told Krista if my shot came I would take it, and I’m a man of my word.

  When I’m certain that I can’t eat another bite, I look up and see Krista staring at us with wide eyes.

  “I take it you guys like it,” she says with a laugh. Fuck, her laugh is music to my ears.

  “Damn, baby, you might be better than Sophie, but don’t tell her I said that,” Pyro rushes out.

  “She can’t possibly be that scary,” I say in disbelief.

  They both laugh at my comment.

  I shrug not getting it.

  “Well, I think that it’s time to talk about how you guys want to share me,” Krista says, causing me to spit out the water I just drank.

  Wow. I was not expecting that.

  Krista

  I can’t help but laugh at the looks on their faces. Did they really think that I couldn't hear what they were talking about? I’m guessing that Pyro doesn’t know how thin his walls are.

  I had no idea that Pyro noticed anything.

  I tried not to let it show, thinking that Bullet had already had his chance; but while they were eating, I tried to see a future without Bullet. Then, I thought about what it would be like with the three of us.

  There is no question as to whether I would be open to it. They both make me feel things that no one ever has. With them, I know that I’m safe, protected, and loved.

  Some people may think that I’m rushing this, or crazy taking a chance on these men after they left me hanging for so long. The way I see it is that life is short. If Stacey’s death taught me anything, it was that. What if I only had them in my life for a few more years, months, or weeks? I would want to make the best of it and give them everything I have. I don’t want to look back and have any regrets.

  I’m crazy about these men. It also helps that they are both so sexy.

  I wasn’t sure that I wanted to come back here. I knew how much I loved living here and I have so many friends, but I was worried how I would be treated now that they knew that I was a club princess.

  I liked it h
ere because my identity wasn’t formed around being the club princess. I built a life without it. Luckily, during these last few days, I could tell that no one was bothered by who I was. It didn’t change how they felt about me, and they haven’t treated me any differently than they did before they knew who I was.

  I feel at home here. The Vicious Snakes have become my family.

  I’m not sure what that would mean for Bullet. The club is everything to him. I couldn’t be the one to take him away from everything he knows, or his life.

  As much as it shocks me to say it, my life is here with Pyro.

  “You heard,” Declan states.

  I nod my head with a snort. “Of course I heard.”

  They both slowly nod.

  “Okay, so what are your thoughts on it?” Bullet asks lowly.

  I clear my throat, “Well, I think it all sounds great; but as interesting as it is, you both are from different clubs. Not only that, but the Wicked Dragons clubhouse is eight hours away from here. I can’t see myself going back. I love it here with my friends and new family, and Declan. I couldn’t be the one to ask Bullet to leave everything behind to see where this goes,” I say looking down.

  “Babe, first off, call me Blake. Second, there’s no “seeing where this goes.” You would be our woman. We aren’t High School boys who want to date you. You would be ours and we would be yours. If this works out, I can talk to Prez and see what my options are, but there’s nothing that could make me walk away from you if you said ‘yes,’” Bullet says surprising me.

  Pyro nods his head in approval. “He’s right. I know that there could be something great here, and we would be stupid to let this feeling pass us by. Let’s deal with those details later, but tell us now if you are in or out. Because baby, I’m all in.”

  “I’m all in too,” Blake says, looking more serious and determined than I have ever seen him. It’s almost like he would find a way to change my mind if I said “no.”