Beyond the Horizon (The Sons of Templar MC Book 4) by Anne Malcom Page B

his embrace when she finished.
    First, he needed to eliminate that fuck.

Chapter Seven
     

     
    We arrived back at the cemetery that was illuminated by the rising sun. The place where my mom was buried. The thought chilled me. But the morning sun shining on the place where she rested filled me with some warmth, even with the crispness of the morning air. She was surrounded by beauty. I was the one who had to live with the ugliness death left behind. Asher stood with me as I regarded the scene silently. He didn’t seem to find it uncomfortable, he didn’t press to speak. Just stood there silent and sentinel, watching me, giving me strength. I forgot about that. The comfortable silence I’d enjoyed with him. I had gone over the words I hadn’t realized how the silence was just as important. It was only someone special you could be silent with. Once in a lifetime special.
    “I’m going home now,” I croaked, motioning to my car.
    He nodded. “I’ll follow you, babe,” he declared as if it was some kind of foregone conclusion. As if my protests before were inconsequential.
    I turned to fully face him. “No, you won’t,” I told him firmly.
    He frowned at me, pushing off his bike, which he was leaning on. Leaning well I might add. He stood in front of me, not touching me, thankfully.
    “I thought we’d discussed this,” he said quietly.
    I glared up at him. “We hadn’t discussed,” I snapped. “You did the whole ‘I’m hot and alpha and my word is law’ thing and expected me to obey. I don’t obey,” I informed him. Some strength, some backbone had emerged from God knows where. Maybe I had changed with the darkness that entered my soul. There was no reason to be timid and shy when I’d already realized my worst fears and lived them.
    Asher’s face turned dark. “You obey when I tell that tight little pussy to clench around my dick,” he replied roughly.
    I jolted. Both with shock and arousal. “We’re in a cemetery, you can’t say things like that,” I chastised him, feeling redness creeping up my cheeks.
    He grinned. “Babe, there’s no one living here to hear us,” he teased.
    I flinched at his words and he immediately saw his mistake.
    His hands grasped my hips. “Fuck, sorry, flower,” he muttered softly.
    I blinked away my tears, gazing at him through my lashes. “I need you to give me space. Time,” I whispered.
    Asher frowned, stroking my cheek. “That’s what I’ve been doing for three years, babe. Gotta say, I’m not fond of givin’ you more,” he grumbled.
    I opened my mouth to argue, but his finger on my lips silenced me.
    “Said I wasn’t fond of it, not that I wasn’t gonna give it to you,” he continued.
    I let out a breath of relief. As much as every fiber of my being wanted him, I knew I couldn’t handle the complications. I needed to sort myself out. Figure out how to pick myself back up, rearrange my life around the gaping hole that was left in it.
    “One condition. The boyfriend is out on his ass,” he growled.
    I sighed. “You don’t get to dictate that,” I told him quietly. I didn’t have the energy to snap anymore. As quickly as the fire started, it burned out, leaving only the ashes of me left.
    He opened his mouth, his jaw hard.
    This time I was the one to silence him. “I’m going to be breaking up with Aiden ,” I enunciated his name, “because it’s not fair to him. Because I don’t need nor want a boyfriend right now,” I said firmly, hoping my point came across.
    His eyes softened slightly. “Good thing I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,” he stated flatly. “What I am is your man.”
    He kissed me firmly, silencing whatever weak protest that would’ve come from my mouth. I sank into his body as his arms went around me and his lips worked their magic.
    When he released me, my brain was free of the troubles that been plaguing it.
    He brushed my hair out of my face. “I’m givin’ you time ‘cause you need it, babe. Don’t need