Nash(22)

“She’s innocent, Lash. Don’t put her through this.”

Zero snorted, and Lash chuckled.

He watched as his brother advanced on him. “I think it’s time you open your eyes up about your woman, brother.” Lash grabbed a fistful of Nash’s hair. “Take a good long look at her. She’s no innocent. I’m not calling her a whore. Sophia’s strong, Nash. She’s no weakling, and if anyone’s going to help you, it’s her.”

She cleared her throat. “Where do I put my stuff?”

“Through to the other room. Zero will get you settled. I’ve made everything so you’ll be comfortable for your stay.”

Sophia stared at Nash. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from her. Standing to his feet, he glared at her, hating the fact she was seeing him like this. The cuffs his brother had bound his wrists with had enough give for him to move to the edge of the mattress. The cuffs must have come from some kind of BDSM shop, especially designed to bind a person yet allow some movement. The chains were locked into hooks in the wall. Nash gave his brother credit for style. He never thought he’d see the day when he was bound to the fucking wall with kinky cuffs. Fortunately, he wasn’t completely bound with his back against the wall.

“Do you see anything you like?” he asked, opening his arms wide.

Stop it, Nash. This is not what you want.

He couldn’t stop it.

Her eyes narrowed. “No, I don’t.” She took a step close then closer still. The heels of her boots clicked on the floor with her advancing steps. He was at the edge of the mattress. The chains on his wrists gave him a little moving room. Not much, but enough to not make him feel trapped. She’d never looked at him with anything other than happiness.

Sophia glanced up and down at his body. “You don’t think I can handle what you’ve got to throw at me.”

“You’re not prepared for The Skulls’ approach to life, baby. You can’t handle anything.”

His lack of faith in her being able to handle the life was why he’d never tried anything else on her.

“You think I’m too innocent even though I heard you fucking my sister?” Sophia asked.

Nash didn’t break eye contact even though he wanted to. He kept looking at her waiting for her to cower away from him.

She chuckled. “You really think I’m sweet and innocent.”

There was something about her voice that made Nash stay quiet.

“Then what do you think now?”

He watched her walk toward Zero. Sophia dropped her bag to the floor along with her jacket. The sway of her hips captured his gaze. The bangles on her wrists gave an edge to her appearance. He wanted his hands on her hips and wanted to feel that lush body against his own.

She ran her hands up Zero’s chest.

Jealousy gripped every part of him, and he tensed in the restraints. Sophia turned so he got a good view and plundered her tongue into Zero’s mouth. His biker brother ran his hands over her body, squeezing that full ass.

He jerked to try to get to her. Nash was held in place.

When she withdrew her lips were swollen. She turned to him and started toward him. Sophia grabbed her backpack and then invaded his personal space. “The only person who can’t deal with me being part of The Skulls, is you. You could have me a long time ago, but you wanted my sister. I wasn’t ready to get over you with my sister. I didn’t want that, but I still wanted you to be my friend. I’m not the person you think I am, Nash. It’s time you opened your eyes.”

“I’m not a fucking mind reader,” Nash said, yelling the words.

“Well, now you know the truth. I’m here, and I’m waiting for you to get over yourself.”

She didn’t wait for him to respond before she was on her way.

“You’ve just had your ass handed to you, Edward,” Zero said.

“Touch her again and I’ll cut your balls off. She’s mine.”

Zero smirked. “You’re in no position to question me. I’ll go and see if she’s getting settled.”

He had to watch Zero walk toward Sophia. Yanking at the chains, Nash let out a growl. He couldn’t handle watching one of his brothers taking on Sophia.

Fuck, the look in her eyes would stay with him forever. In all the time he’d known her, he’d never once seen her look sexy. She’d always been beautiful to him but too innocent to ever explore.

Had she ever really been innocent?

Crap, his thoughts were all over the place, and he couldn’t think clearly at all.

“What are you thinking?” Lash asked.

His brother was stood with his arms folded over his chest.

“These restraints are fucking unnecessary.” He pulled on them hoping they’d pull away easily. Nothing happened. Until Lash opened them up this was where he was staying.