Devils Rebels (MC)

35 - True Love

Rip POV

Seeing her wrists bandaged up and hearing what she had done to escape them had pissed me off to the point it took every single ounce of self control not to have her show me where the bastards were.

She was acting off and I couldn't help but worry that they had done something even more heinous than just shackling her to a wall. She had stayed quiet the entire ride home and even as we went inside and she was greeted by my men she only smiled and nodded at each one before heading to her bedroom.

I followed behind her, "Nyx will you tell me what happened? I'm worried." She glanced back at me before going into her bathroom and turning on the shower.

"Rip... Can I please just shower? I feel gross and want to relax. I promise to talk in a little bit but I want some time to think please." She looked up at me, her eyes pleading with me to leave it be but I couldn't. I had just gotten her back...

I shook my head, "No. I'm not leaving you alone. You want to shower and relax? Fine. I'll wash you and you can tell me what happened then we can go and snuggle on your bed after or do anything else that you want to do."

She sighed and shook her head before undressing and stepping under the water, "Fine just be gentle. Everything hurts and I need these bandages off so I can clean my wrists. I'll need your help with them after." I smiled softly and once my clothes were removed I joined her.

A soft blush covered her face as she checked me out, I chuckled, "Like what you see darlin'?" I watched as her blush got a few shades darker, her eyes peeking up at me through her long beautiful lashes.

She reached down and grabbed her body scrubber and her body wash handing it to me, her lips turning into a smug smirk, "I don't like what I see, I love what I see."

I watched her lick her lips, she was such a sweet seductress that was for sure. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her tightly against me and capturing her ips with mine with such a fervent desire. Pulling away slightly to catch our breath she peeked up at me again and giggled.

"Rip-"

"My real name is Damien." I murmured. She pulled away a bit more and looked up at me, confusion written all over her face. I chuckled, "In the club we have nicknames instead of using our real names darlin'. My real name is Damien. In moments like these, I want you to use my name. When we are around the guys, you need to call me Rip okay?"

She bit her bottom lip before leaning in to brush her lips against mine, "Alright... Damien."

Hearing my name come from those delicious lips was like hearing an angel welcoming me into heaven. I lost all of the self control that I had left and pressed her against the shower wall. A small moan escaped her lips as she pressed every last inch of her delectable body against mine.

Soon we were back in her bedroom wrapped tightly in her sheets completely out of breath with a sheen of sweat all over our intertwined bodies.

I ran my hands through her damp hair as I listened to her breathing slow. She had fallen asleep and if I wasn't mistaken she had actually purred in delight at my fingers in her hair.

I kissed the top of her head gently, "I promise to always be here to protect you darlin'. For better or for worse, forever as we both shall live..." I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep next to the only woman that I had ever truly loved, feeling blessed that she was mine.