Giving It to the Monster (Saints and Sinners MC Book 4) by Sam Crescent Read Free Book Online Page A

again.
    “Very true. I like Elena. She’s turned into a beautiful woman.”
    “She’s one hell of a mother. How come you don’t have any kids?” he asked. “I always thought you wanted some.”
    “Nah. After I left, I was just working from job to job, making ends meet. Then Mom and Dad died, and I didn’t want kids with Simon. You? Any children running around?”
    “No, I bag my dick.” There was no point in lying. He’d not lived like a monk when she had walked away from him. However, the moment she entered his life once again, he’d not gone hunting for pussy either.
    “Thank you for taking me to Nigel’s. The sooner I get this divorce the happier I’ll be.”
    “You’re welcome.” He let out a breath. “Nigel will get the job done.”
    “He worked a lot for you?”
    “He’s done some bits that I’ve needed him to do. I trust him with your case. So, do you know the extent of your husband’s life?” he asked.
    “Not all of it. I know he had other women. I never satisfied him in the bedroom apparently. I just lay there, and did nothing.”
    Saint chuckled. “Then he wasn’t doing it right.”
    “How would you know?”
    “When you were with me, you never just lay there. You were always involved.”
    “Yeah, I was, wasn’t I? That first time though, that hurt.”
    “I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. I only knew you felt good.”
    “We were too young to really know what we were doing.”
    “We weren’t too young to keep on trying,” he said, pulling up onto his driveway.
    Neither of them got out of the car when he turned the engine off.
    “It seems another life. Like someone else lived it.”
    He agreed.
    “Saint, do you ever think about what would have happened if I hadn’t left?” she asked.
    “All the time.” He admitted the truth. “I even wonder what would have happened if I had followed you.”
    “What?”
    “I let you go, Nat. The night we gave each other a part of ourselves, I made you a vow to always be by your side. I failed you.”
    “You didn’t fail me, Saint. I failed us. I left.”
    She placed her hand on his, and he couldn’t help but notice how much smaller she was than he was. Grasping her fingers, he pressed a kiss to her hand, inhaling her scent.
    “I bet your dad was happy to see me go,” she said.
    “He didn’t complain about it, and he got a more obedient son.”
    She nodded. “He did tell me that when it came to you, he’d win.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Your father would tell me to stay away from you. You had responsibilities within the club that had nothing to do with me. He said that I made you weak, and you needed to learn to be strong. Also, he said I was only going to do what women do. Leave when the going gets tough.” She snorted. “I guess he was right.”
    “I never knew.” He’d told his old man to stay away. “I always tried to keep the club away from you.”
    “Is that why you won’t take me to the club?”
    Saint turned to stare at her. The club had made her run once before. What if she ran again? Fuck, he wasn’t this kind of guy. He wasn’t a pussy. The world knew him as a monster. He was the guy who’d killed his own father, and then wiped out the members who refused to follow his leadership. He was the kind of man who killed without batting an eyelid.
    “The club has changed a lot. You’d be surprised.”
    “I bet. You’re the Prez.”
    “That I am.” He opened the car door, bringing an end to their conversation.
    “I’ll start looking for my own place.”
    “You don’t have to. I’m happy for you to be here.”
    “I can’t stay here indefinitely. I need to get my own place, get a job, get back on my own two feet.”
    He locked the car and followed her up toward the door. She held the bag that contained the dildo and the butt plug. When they had been younger, he’d not had any special toys to use on her, nothing to have her screaming his name.
    Saint watched as she walked straight toward the