by M. Kristine
“I wasn't expecting to see you till later.” I say to him my eyes not leaving hers. I see the anger wash through them.
“Yeah, I forgot my phone,” his voice is husky, dripping pure sex appeal. He leans behind me with his free hand and picks it up off the nightstand looking at the screen his brow furrowed.
“Something important on there, babe,” Callie's voice sounds through the room. My heart clenches as my stomach drops into the dark pit of my soul and my crazy rears it heads.
“You said what?” I question her.
“Leave it, babe,” Luca says kissing my temple and letting go of me. His hands reach out grabbing Callie around her throat as he backs her out of the room and away from me.
“You ever cross her, you cross me. You ever touch her I will remove you from this world. You stay away from us and don't you dare text me, ring me or even look at me again.” Her eyes bug out of her head as his fingers tighten around her throat. Her skin goes from white to red to purple as he drops her outside the door onto the landing. “Fuck off and don’t ever come to my door again.” His tone vibrates around us as he walks back in and grabs me around my waist pulling me in and kissing me like he needs me to breathe.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Viper
“Come on, babe,” I breathe into her wet hair. I slide my phone into my cut before picking up my hoodie from the chair.
“Put this on.” Handing it to her. Her eyes look at me searching, begging me to tell her more. To open up and share. She wants to know about Callie, and I don't wanna talk about that grade-A whore right now.
“Look I’ll tell you all you want to know another day. She’s a disease that I used to get off on and believe me, it was hard. But when your eyes are shut you can be fucking anyone you see behind your lids, babe. With just the right amount of Jack and weed they can be anyone and I always pictured you.” I brush my lips over hers as she pulls her head through my hoodie.
“Fuck, you were made to wear the logo, baby.” Her cheeks pink as her eyes water slightly. I know she’s hurt. Callie has a way of being a fucking toxic cesspool and I can’t shelter Sen from her shit. She has a lot of men here that like her dirty sick ways because she lets them take her to the dark and back. She's sick and they all love it.
“After this hit tonight, baby, I know for a fact I wanna make you my old lady for the whole club and all them chicas to see. I want you to wear more than my clothes. I want my property patch on you.” Grabbing a second gun I place it into the holster around my ankle and pull my jeans down over it.
“Let’s go.” I slip my hand into hers.
“Where?” she asks me.
“I wanna breathe a little and soak you in some more. Here there are too many people. Too much noise and too much shit going on.” She smiles at me and we walk from my room, down the stairs and out of the club. All eyes are on us. We can hear whispers and gasps ring out and I don't even give a shit.
Reaching my bike, I place a helmet on Senna's head and lace up the strap under her chin. My eyes looked into hers as she pulls her bottom lip into her teeth. Bringing my finger up to her lips I pull her lip free. “Don't do that, babe,” I say my tone gruff. All I wanna do is bend her over my bike.
Shaking the dirty thought from my mind, I sling my leg over my bike and place my hand out to help her on the back. Kicking her to life she roars under me and Senna pulls herself down, tighter into my body. I like her this close. Safe and with me. Her arms and legs caging my body to hers.
I love the way her breasts are pushed hard against my back. Her breath on my neck as I pull out of the lot. The club and its noise disappear behind us.
“Hold on tight. I like to go fast,” I call out. Slightly turning my head, looking from the left to the right, I pull out of the side road onto the highway.
I feel her arms and legs tighten around me as I take off. I could get fucking used to this having her on the back of my bike. She's the first woman on here and she will be the last.
The warm breeze flicks around us both mixing the sun kissed wind with her scent. It’s laced with my scent as she used my body wash. I like that.
I feel her lay her head against my back and I take my hand from the handlebars and rest it on the side of her leg rubbing my fingers over her jeans needing more contact with her. Needing to feel all of her. This warehouse raid has me worried. I'm on high alert now. It seems wherever we go we are under threat. It seems whatever we try to do there is someone wanting to bring us down.
Pulling down off the highway and onto the gravel road I take the bumpy road slow. I feel her look around us. We are in a field of wildflowers with the sun shining through all the trees that line the property. Stopping at the edge of a lake I kick my stand down and help Senna off. I watch her as she unlatches her helmet. Her fingers pull the hair tie from her ponytail and she shakes her head. I am in awe of her beauty. The sun behind her lights her hair up like fire. The wind catches it, causing the long, fiery curls down her back to ripple around her body.
Taking her hand, I pull her down to the water's edge where the crisp blue water sparkles as the sun hits it. Her white skin shines. I burn the way she looks right now into my memory. I have a bad feeling at the base of my spine that makes my skin crawl with dread.
“Hey, what's wrong?” she says to me while running her fingers over my hand.
“Nothing, babe, I say, pulling her closer to me and falling back on the soft grass. The big tree we are under shelter us from the bright sun’s rays. I can't tell her that I am worried about tonight. She will panic and then I will worry that she is there freaking out.
“You sure, Luca?” her voice is laced with concern.
“I'm sure, baby. I’m just thinking about how I will always take care of what's mine. That each time I look at you I can't believe that you're now actually mine.” My lips crash into hers before she can see the truth in my eyes. This is true no doubt about it, but we all have secrets.
As our lip’s touch all worries leave me. I just poured all I had into her forgetting. Just consuming all that is beautiful about this stunning woman. Slipping my arms under her body I flip her tiny frame up and on top of me her giggle floats around us on the breeze.
The call of birds in the trees and the rustle of leaves sound out. She opens her mouth against mine and our lips and tongues move in sync with each other. Her breasts press into my chest causing my cock to grow. The way she feels on top of me is fucking hot; so powerful. Her arms slid down my neck and rest under my shoulder blades as my hand snakes down her spine to cup her tight ass cheeks. She's stunning in black skinny jeans with cuts in the knees and my Ace of Spades t-shirt that she tied in a knot. It shows off her taut, flat stomach.
“Fuck, you smell so good, baby, and you taste that much better,” I murmur against her lips. Her lips pull off mine slightly and her tongue runs along my bottom lip.
“You taste pretty good yourself,” she says against my lips. Her voice is soft and sultry luring me deeper into her body rolling my hips up to meet core.
“I’m so addicted to you, babe.” I bite her bottom lip. A moan has left her lips that has me flipping her over onto her back. A yelp leaves her then a bubble of laughter. My eyes bore into the green of hers and I was lost. So, lost in her I began kissing her, all of her, like my body depended on her to stay alive.
My hands explore all of her body as hers do mine. Before long we are both frantic with need. Clothes are being pulled off and the hot sun and cool breeze is touching our bodies. Breathing heavy we are loaded with lust and full of the promise of a release we both need. As I pull her panties down her legs and drop them somewhere behind me on the grass, I pause to admire her
My cock grows hard standing to full mast. Precum glistens in the sunlight waiting to sink into her. I look into my babies’ eyes. My love, the woman I will love forever. The only woman my cold soul has ever loved. Her eyes screaming at me to fuck her as her nails gripped and bit into the skin of my torso. Bucking my hips forward I sink m
y cock into her hard and thrust in and out like it was the last time I would fuck her, feel her, taste her, have her. Her head rolled back as her body pushed up of the grass. Her hips meeting my angry thrusts with ones of her own. I had unleashed her inner sex kitten and I fucking loved it.
“I will kill for you, baby,” I gritted out to her as her cheeks grew pink from our fucking.
“I will always crave you,” she mouths out to me. “I will always fight for you, Luca. For this. For us.” Her breathing grew fast as her voice broke from the sensations rippling through her body. My body coiled around itself as my balls clenched up. She’s so tight, so wet and so mine.
I felt her let go as she screamed out my name my head fell back. the sun streaming down through the tree leaves into my eyes as my body bucked forward hard and fast. I screamed out that I was coming as my load blew hard and fast inside her tight pussy just as she let go. I felt her squirt over my cock, her walls clenching, and her pelvis rolled forward. She squeezes every last drop from my cock milking me dry with her walls as her nails dug into my back scratching down hard. I felt the skin break open.
“Arghhhhh, baby.” I called out at the sensation.
“So, you can take me scars and all wherever you go, Luca.” Her voice hits my eyes as she takes in air, slowing her breathing down. I fall down beside her and just lay there wrapped in her body. The sun is kissing our naked bodies and the wind is cooling our over-sensitive bodies heated with the aftermath of sex.
She turns into my body, her head on my chest as her nails draw small patterns over my back. Pushing the hair that has stuck to her face and shoulders damp from the sweet sweat of fucking away from her so I can kiss her skin. I feel her really let go and relax.
“I wanna stay like this forever,” she says her breath hot on my skin.
“We will, baby,” I say to her.
“Promise?” she asks me, and I look past her and out over the lake.
“Yes, I promise.” I fucking hope I can keep it, I think as she mumbles into my skin. My eyes grow heavy. It’s been a long few weeks and I'm fucked.
Waking a short while later she is fast asleep wrapped around my body like a snake. I hear my phone buzzing in my jeans that I kicked off and left strewn in the grass. Slipping my arm free from her body I check the time. Fuck me it’s 4pm.
“Babe wake up. We gotta ride back,” I say shaking her slightly. She murmurs and turns and clings tighter. I can’t help but laugh. She’s just too fucking perfect for a guy like me.
“Babe,'' I call again, slipping her body from mine. Her eyes open and her green pierces into my gray.
“What,'' she sasses pouting at me.
“Up. We gotta go.” I push my body up and pick up my jeans grabbing my phone that won’t shut up.
“What,” I snap out. Flame’s voice greets me. Listening to him bark orders at me I look over at my girl as she slips her body back into her clothing. My body is already missing her warmth and my cock is missing the vision of her naked on the grass.
“Yes. Yes said, fuck, alright I'm coming back now.” Sliding the end call icon, I slam my phone back in my pocket and get dressed. I don't wanna go but duty calls and in the biker world you don't wait on no-one. Even the enforcer himself has rules, time frames and people to answer to.
“If you cut me, I will bleed. If you hurt me, I will cry. If you leave me, I will die,” she says linking her fingers through mine, stilling me as we reach my bike,
“Babe, what? Where did that come from?” grabbing her by her face and looking in her eyes.
“It's always been there just now I can tell you,” she says as a tear slips down her cheek from her beautiful eyes.
“Babe, don't cry,” I say to her as I kiss the tears away from her skin. Angry that loving me hurts her. Knowing that nothing is promised and that being with me, in love with me, causes pain to her beautiful soul.
“I won't,” I say into her hair as I pull her into me.
“I won’t, baby.” Pulling back I help her onto my bike. She just nods and nestles into me holding me tight as we ride back, and the night starts to sink in around us.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Viper
Gearing up in the room after a long shower. With her in it not too much showering went on but a lot of sex and touching, kissing and just devouring her whole body, mind and soul. Fuck, I feel bad. She’s going to be so fucking sore come morning light. I watch her flinch now at the smallest movements.
She's drying her hair sitting on my bed her eyes burning into my skin. “Make sure you come back to me. Ok?” she says out of nowhere cutting through the silence of the room.
My heart hurts “Fuck yes, I will, babe.” Striding over to her, “I want more of that sweet pussy of yours.” I wink. Joking is all I can do. Being crude is who I am when nervous.
“We will make it through this babe,” I say again trying to ease up the pain in her eyes as a knock sounds out at my door. T-minus 10 minutes, brother, Flames voice sounds from the other side of the door. I scoop my baby up and into my arms, kissing her hard before breaking and picking up the duffle bag. I grab the two pistols out and slid one of them into my holster and slip the other inside the waistband of my jeans. Grabbing my knife from my night stand I slip it my pocket. Opening the drawer, I grab the other knife and slide into the sheath that is strapped to the inside of my ankle.
We walk hand in hand outside. The other old ladies are kissing their men as the prospects load up the van. Chicas are out also. Capone and Saylor stand-off in the shadows. I know this because it’s where I once was with Senna.
Her hand tightens around mine as she shakes in the chill of the night, nerves wreaking havoc on her body. Mom kisses dad and Mrs A kisses Ace. I pull my girl tight into me.
“Hey. I'll be back before you know it, ok.” Kissing her hard not giving her a chance to ask me to promise her I’ve done enough of that today. This fucking feeling, I have I don't think I should lie to her right now.
Ace whistles out signalling us to load up. “I'll see you soon, babe.” Taking her lips one last time her hands wrap tight around me. I feel her heart hammering inside her chest.
“We only get one true love, Luca. You better come back,” she says tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Babe, I'll be back because no one touches what's mine and I can't trust one of these new boys around your fine ass.” Winking at her I pull myself up and into the van. Her piercing green eyes laced with tears is the last thing I see as we drive out of the lot.
Sweat beads down my spine as we approach our drop off point. My body is tight, and my stomach coiled with unease as I step from the van. Pulling my balaclava over my face I take the lead and head into the warehouse. Flame is flanking my right as always. He's never not been by my side.
We spot the Candy. Its fucking crates and crates of coke. Kilos of the shit just lying there. Next to it are guns and knives, all with their lids off and on show for the world. I grab Flame’s hand just before he touches one crate. I have a bad feeling and I was right. On the other side of the warehouse lay more crates and a member from a chapter we called is blown up in front of us just as the lights go out and one small overhead light that hangs on a long black cord flickers in the middle of the room.
“Set up,” I yell out. “Take cover.”
Gunshots ring out around us and I pull Flame behind a crate with me. Pulling my pistol, I try to judge where the shots were coming from and then just like that they stopped. The light moving slightly is the only thing moving inside a warehouse full of chaos and uncertainty.
“I fucking knew it,” I breathed out pulling my balaclava from my face. I need the air and the hot woolen mask is scratching at my skin.
“What are we going to do, brother?” Flame says as another guys voice echoes out.
“Welcome Ace of Spades. I hope you enjoy the festivities of the evening,” and with that the chaos opens up again. The shooting rings out as men ambush us from all around. Up high and down low. Flame
gets pulled back from behind me as fingers dig into my shoulders. Behind me the light gets shot out and all is dark. My eyes try to adjust to the blackness as the hands on me begin to punch into my body.
I dropped to a knee and countered the punches with hard ones of my own. “Flame,” I yelled out.
“Ace, dad, boys!” yelling again.
“Just fuck shit up, boys,” I heard Ace yell out as my fighting instinct kicked and I raised my hand to the dick that was trying to smash my skull open. I reached up and pulled him hard and fast over my knee forcing my fingers inside his jaw and ripping down fast dislocating his jaw. He screamed out a strangled moan as I dropped him to the ground and went to take on the next guy that jumped out at me. My hands around his throat, I whipped my wrists and snapped his neck. Reaching the guy that had his pistol pointed at my father's head I kicked the backs of his knees and he falls forward dropping his gun. Picking it up I shot him in the back of his head with it as my dad pulled the gun from his holster and shot the guy running at him.
The warehouse was lit up by the full moon outside pouring in through the windows. The guys worked well together. Fast and seamlessly bringing all the men to their knees either by beating them half to death or shooting them.
Looking around the warehouse, on high alert, we walked into the middle. Sweat is running from our bodies. It’s then, in that moment, when I looked up at Ace about to say we should cut our losses that I see a man reach into his vest and pull out a gun. The sliver of the barrel hitting the moon light. He’s with a chapter that we brought in and as he looks at me and fires, I jump in front of Ace and take the bullet. The burning rips through me as another bullet sound hits the air. I hear my father scream out, “NO! Luca,” as the gunman falls in front of me a bullet to the head. Twisting as I fall, I see Flame, my brother, still pointing the gun in the air where the guy was seconds ago. My body free falls in slow motion to the ground. The cold concrete bites into my skull as I hit it and then it's all black. Nothing but the dark and cold wraps around me.