Dragon's Queen

Chapter Fifteen

We got home from the party, and I’ve settled Roam into his bassinet when I decide it’s time to ask Garrett what happened with Jackson and everything that went down with his fake death and my kidnapping. I find Garrett in the lounge, nursing a beer, he looks up and smiles when he hear me approaching. He pulls me in for a hug, kissing the top of me head. I pull away and look into his eyes, building the courage to ask what I need to.

“I got a text the other week, I wasn’t sure if I should mention it, but I need to know” I state, his hands tightening on my hips every so slightly.

“What text?” he questions.

“From Jackson” I tell him, and at the mention of his name, he growls, pushing me away gently and standing up.

“What the f**k is he texting you for?” he snaps, clearly agitated.

“He told me you owe him, what do you owe him for Garrett?” I question, not being put off by his anger.

“Why is he texting you?” he repeats, lounder this time. Crossing my arms, I glare.

“Stop avoiding he question, why do you owe him?” I growl back. He holds my glare for a good minute before letting out a breath and scrubbing his hands down his face. Sighing, he finally answers my question.

“He helped me track you down, without him, I don’t know that we would have found you in time” he tells me, leaving me with more questions than answers.

“How would he have helped? He’s just a college kid” I question him again; this doesn’t make sense.

“He’s not just a college kid” he answers.

“Then what is he?” I put my hands on my hips as I ask, not letting it go.

“Mafia. His dad is the head of the Mazzuchelli family” I gape at him as he answers me, what the hell! There is no way Jackson is Mafia.

“But his name? He’s not Italian” I explain, not understanding.

“He is, his name is Jackson Mazzuchelli, he uses his mother’s maiden name so he can attend school and go about his business without being recognised.” I cannot believe what I’m hearing. This cannot be true.

“How could he have helped you? He’s Mafia, not a brother of the Hawks?” I question further. He sighs, calculating what he will tell me.

“His mother, her dad and brother are members” he tells me, what the f**k. I stare at him, telling him to continue with my look.

“He made a call and got the location; I owe him a debt for helping out. Nothing is free with the Mafia.” He states, shaking his head like he’s erasing a bad memory.

“I’d do anything for you Beauty, even get into bed with the Mafia, but Jackson isn’t who you think he is. I don’t like him contacting you, it’s one thing for me to make deals with him, but I don’t want you getting involved.” He explains, coming back to pull me into his arms, I melt at the contact, but I’m still reeling from what I’ve heard.

“I won’t get involved, but I need to speak with him, thank him for helping save me” he whispers, his arms tightening around me.

“No” he tells me, so straightforward.

“I’m doing it Garrett, I don’t need your permission, but I want you to know what I’m doing. I don’t want secrets.” I tell him, needing him to know that he doesn’t control me or what I do.

“Fine, but you take Axel with you when you meet him” he relents, stoking my face. I smile at him; I might have to take a prospect but at least we’re getting somewhere. I lean up to kiss him, he pulls me tighter too him, growling.

I pull away and shove him back onto the couch so he’s sitting, he chuckles as I do. I step back and turn away from him, glancing over my shoulder as I slowly unbutton my shirt and pull it down and off. His eyes darken as I do, I spin around revealing my naked upper body. He goes to get up, but I shake my head and tut at him, signalling for him to stay where he is. I unbutton my skirt, and slowly pull it down my hips, wriggling as I go, making my breasts sway. My panties come down with my skirt and I’m standing naked in front of him. His picks up and his pupils dilate when I slowly walk towards him, straddling his lap when I get close enough. I can feel his erection as I sit down. He grabs my hips and pulls me tight to him, kissing me roughly.

“You’re so sexy baby” he breaths out, kissing me deeply, his tongue snaking into my mouth and stroking my own. I grind against his lap, needing him closer. I reach down between us and us do his jeans, he lifts his hips and helps me to pull his jeans down his hips, freeing his c**k. I salivate when I see it, god he turns me on. He lifts me up enough so that he can enter me, and we both groan at the feeling.

“You’re still so tight baby” he groans, snaking his hand into the back of my hair and pulling my head back, licking and kissing my neck and he thrusts into me.

“Oh Garrett, harder” I moan, louder and louder. God, I missed this, and I missed everything about him.

“I’m going to come” he groans, reaching down and rubbing my c**t, until I explode with him. He leans forward until his forehead is against mine, we catch our breath together, relishing in the moment. He pulls back and smiles at me, tucking a piece of hair behind my head and kissing me gently on the lips.

I smile back and climb off him, careful not to make a mess on the couch.

“Go clean up and hop into bed baby, I’ll lock up and be there soon. I grab my clothes and walk into the bedroom, throwing my clothes in the washing basket and using the toilet. Throwing on Garrett’s, Reapers MC shirt, I check on Roam, kissing him on the head before hoping into bed. Garrett comes in shortly after, pulls off his clothes and climbs into bed. Pulling me into his arms, where I feel the safest.

“I love you” I tell him, feeling him smile against my back. “I love you too Beauty, get some sleep” he replies. It’s not long before I fall asleep, knowing I will get about three hours before Roam wakes me for a feed. This is how I want my life to always be.