by Mallory Funk
Stitch’s brother agrees without any hesitation. We will be close enough if anything goes wrong, but they will be sitting closer since Reaper won’t know to expect them.
I hate it. I fucking hate it, but I can’t come up with a single thing we can do that would not put so many lives at risk.
We spend hours in Church working out everything that we will need to prepare and do. We will have to also make sure that we stay on top of Camilla’s phone in case he contacts her.
Once the last brothers leave, I have the need to find my woman.
She’s laying in her bed working on her laptop. You wouldn’t know anything was wrong with her in this moment.
Her face lights up when I walk into the room and it feels fucking amazing that she wants me so much that seeing me brightens her up.
“Hey baby, what you doing?” I ask sliding into the small bed beside her. She moves so that I can wrap my arms around her with her back to my front and then closes her laptop.
“Just a story I’m working on. You know, girl falls for guy and guy doesn’t think he feels the same way, pushes her away,” she says as I kiss her along her neck and shoulder as she speaks.
“Is that right?” I murmur into her ear.
“Yeah, nothing like a good love story,” she says, and her breathing comes out faster as I slide my hands along her body.
I hum my agreement to her as she turns her head to capture my lips in a kiss.
I slide my tongue into her mouth loving the taste and feel of her against me.
I have to try my hardest to not get carried away.
Once all this bullshit is all over and the threat is gone, I’m going to make love to this woman the way we both are craving.
She turns her body so that now she’s under me as we get lost in each other.
We grind into each other and I pull my head back as I slide my hand down to her pants, and she nods her head giving me permission to keep going.
Feeling her wet for me has me holding back a groan.
“Fuck, baby, you are so wet,” I say before taking her lips in another kiss.
She murmurs her agreement against my lips as I slide a finger inside of her.
The gasp that comes from her lips as I slowly slide my finger in and out of her has me fighting against ripping both of our clothes off and taking her right there.
I need to remind myself that now is not the time.
The time will come when I can spend hours loving her body the way she deserves.
I can still spend some time now giving her a little bit of pleasure for what’s to come.
She starts to undo my buckle and pants and I try to pull back to stop her, but she shakes her head looking at me straight in the eyes.
“I just want to touch you,” she says. There is no fucking way I can so “no” to that.
“Okay baby,” I say and let her finish opening my jeans.
She slides her hand underneath my boxers and hesitantly wraps her slender hand around my cock.
Just feeling her hand on me is fucking perfect.
Her eyes widen when she takes in my full length.
I’m not a small man and have quite a bit to work with, so I understand the look in her eyes.
“Don’t worry, baby. When the time comes, I’ll make sure you feel so good when you take me,” I rasp out when she tightens her hold on me.
She lets out a nod when a moan escapes her and I slide another finger inside of her.
This woman has me feeling so much, and this is the tamest thing that I have done with a woman in a long fucking time.
“Tyson,” she says when I feel her walls start to clench around my fingers.
“That’s it, baby. Let me feel you come,” I say against her neck as I kiss the spot there that I know makes her moan.
Her hand works me harder and faster. I can feel my release crawling its way up my body.
The only sound in the room is our heavy breathing and moans.
When I move my head down to grab a nipple with my teeth through her shirt, she lets out a loud cry and I feel her come around my fingers.
A couple thrusts later and I’m spilling into her hand.
I move us so that I’m spooning her again as I don’t want to crush her with my body weight.
She grabs the blanket from the end of the bed and pulls it over us.
We lie there for minutes and I think she has fallen asleep until she speaks.
“I didn’t think that I could feel like this again,” she says sounding awed by the fact.
“Baby, you deserve to feel like this for the rest of your life,” I tell her as I hold her tighter.
I try to ignore the way she stiffens at my words because I know what she’s thinking.
She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s not going back with that asshole.
By the end of two weeks, he’s going to be chained in the basement begging for death when I’m done with him.
“Rest up, baby. I’m not going anywhere,” I whisper in her ear.
I hold her until she falls asleep. I watch the rise and fall of her chest until sleep takes me over.
Please don’t let me lose another woman that means so much to me.
Chapter Twenty One
Camilla
Nine days later…
My hands are shaking as the opportunity comes for me to get away.
It’s late at night and everyone is sleeping, so I know that I can slip out without anyone seeing me. My brother usually watches me at night, but I look over and he’s facing the wall sound asleep.
I’ve been watching the men at night and I know that there are prospects watching the building.
The clubhouse is on a street with only a few houses now as many families chose to move away from the club which, from the stories that I’ve heard, is understandable.
The club had torn down some of the houses that were in bad shape to make room for the businesses they run.
The back of the clubhouse goes out to a forest where Tyson took me on our first date.
This is such a beautiful place and I can’t believe that I won’t see it again.
I would be lucky to even see the sun again, but I can only hope that Reaper takes us far away so that he can’t threaten the club anymore.
I try to hold back the tears forming from my fear and sadness regarding what I am about to do.
My mind goes back to everything I have learned in self-defence and what I would need to do if the opportunity presents itself. I will do anything I can to take him down if I have the chance.
I may be going back there to save the club and family I have here, but I’m going to fight like hell to get myself back too.
I listen to the quiet of the clubhouse one more time before I slip on my runners and make my way out.
Slowly opening the door, I look back and see that my brother is still asleep. I quietly move and shut the door behind me.
No one is in the hallway which is a good sign. I expected some brothers to still be partying, but all I get is the quiet and stillness of the house.
It should seem off, but they don’t party every night and they haven’t the last couple nights as far as I knew.
When I get to the common room, I hear clicking on a keyboard and I freeze. I look towards the bar and Tech is sitting there doing what he usually does for the club. Since he’s a night owl, that’s not out of the ordinary.
I breathe a sigh of relief when I see that he is listening to loud music on his headphones. I can kind of hear it from across the room, so I know that he can’t hear me.
When he turns around like he can almost sense my presence, I push myself against the wall in the hallway and hope that he didn’t see me.
When I hear the same clicking again, I make my move while he’s distracted.
There is a prospect walking the perimeter.
His phone rings and he stops walking. I hear him speak. It sounds like he’s talking to a woman, so he keeps on walking with the phone to his ear com
pletely distracted.
I shake my head at the idiot. Derek would shit a brick if he knew that he wasn’t completely focused on the club.
When his back is turned, I make my way to the row of vehicles.
When I get to the door of my parents’ vehicle, I open it and climb in. I still when the sound of the door shutting has the prospect freezing and looking around.
I duck as much as I can when he looks this way.
My heart is beating a mile a minute, but he continues on the phone like nothing is wrong.
He gets towards the back of the property and I take the chance to start the vehicle.
I know that I have to move fast because there is no way that he didn’t hear it.
As I pull onto the street and drive away, I see him running after the car.
He stops when he realizes that he can’t catch up to me, and I see him on the phone.
My phone rings in my jeans and I go to grab it.
I see that same unknown number and I know exactly who it is.
Placing the phone to my ear, I wait for him to talk.
“Good job, baby. Now Drive down to the docks. You have fifteen minutes or I’m blowing up the club for you being late.”
He hangs up without waiting for my reply.
I have no idea how he knew that I got away, but I can’t think about that now.
The drive to the docks is long, and I don’t know if I am supposed to go to the warehouse or the boat that’s floating beside the dock.
The door to the warehouse opens as I pull up. Reaper appears looking worse for wear.
He walks my way and I don’t know what he’s doing.
Holding out his hand he says. “Phone.”
I hand him my phone without question. He immediately grabs me from the still running car and points a gun at my face.
“Try anything and I will shoot,” he says, and I nod my head.
Grabbing a brick from the ground, he places it on the gas petal and the car goes flying into the other side of the water. Opposite of where the boat is.
He throws my phone into the water as well and I have to swallow hard at the bile rising in my throat.
He yanks me by the arm and pulls me into the warehouse
My heart beats faster as I see the amount of knives and weapons there.
When we get inside, he bolts the door. When he lets me go, it’s rough enough that I fall to the ground.
Reaper lets out a dark chuckle.
“Oh Camilla, how I have missed you. It has been so long since I was able to mark up that body of yours,” he says with a dark smile.
I look him straight in the eyes. The one who has haunted my dreams. The one who has threatened everything good in this life. I feel nothing but pure hate towards him.
How can someone so evil get away with this?
“How did you get away?” I ask not being able to help myself.
He lets out a humourless chuckle.
“Those foolish Snakes couldn’t have caught me. They didn’t know that I was gone until I sent you that package. Did you like your gift? You never did say thank you,” he says walking closer.
I stand up on shaky legs, but I do my best to ignore the fear coursing through my body.
“How?” I repeat myself, backing away from him as he steps closer to me.
He shakes his head as he steps closer.
“I knew that you bitches let that pathetic woman go free. It was already too late when I realized it to help the rest of my brothers. I did what I had to do to make sure we had our future together. I was far enough away that they didn’t know I existed. I just needed to wait for my opportunity to reunite us again. “
I didn’t pay attention to where I was going, but I backed myself into a wall.
Reaper smiles evilly when he sees that I realize what I have done.
He places a hand on the wall by my head and the other on my throat.
He licks along my jaw to my ear.
“We are going to have so much fun together.”
I hold in the shudder of disgust at the feel of his tongue. “I don’t think so,” I say as I bring my knee up to his balls and hit him with as much force as I can.
He crouches down in pain but doesn’t fall. “Oh little girl, you just made a big mistake,” he says lunging for me.
I throw my palm out and hit him right in the nose and I hear the sound of a break as he cries out in surprise.
Blood spurts out of his nose as he lets out a curse.
“Fuck, you are going to pay for that,” he says as I try to run, but he grabs me and I fall to the ground. I hit my chin on the pavement, and I know that I bit my tongue with the amount of blood gushing out of my mouth.
He turns me on my back and climbs himself over me. I watch as he grabs for a knife from his pocket.
Clearly, he doesn’t know a thing or two about small distractions.
He has no power over me. I repeat over and over again in my head.
I punch my fist right into his dick as hard as I can. When he cries out in pain and the knife hangs loosely from him hands, I take the opportunity to grab it.
Before I can think of what I am doing, I shove it right into his stomach as the door to the warehouse bursts open.
Three men come rushing towards us and, for a second, I worry that they are working with him until they grab Reaper from on top of me and knock him out with a couple punches until he passes out.
I look up scared at who these men could be.
They are all wearing what looks like to be expensive suits and I stand up and quickly back away from them.
The two put their hands in the air as the other one secures Reaper’s hands behind his back.
“Whoa there, darling. Stitch sent us,” he says. I take a moment to go over his words and everything I know about Stitch.
When it dawns on me, I relax.
“You are the ones that helped Sophie,” I say with a sigh.
They nod their heads with a smile.
“That would be us. We won’t hurt you. You are safe with us,” the one who looks to be the oldest says.
“Call the Snakes. They shouldn’t be too far away,” he says to his brother who takes his phone out and does exactly what he says.
At the look of confusion on my face, they let out chuckle.
“You really think you could have gotten out and they wouldn’t have known?” he asks.
I can’t help but smile sheepishly at the question and I shrug.
“Darling, there was nowhere you could have gone that they wouldn’t have known about,” he says. Those words should scare me given what I just went through, but I can’t help but relax.
I hear a bunch of motorcycles and a bunch of feet come running in. My eyes look up so that I can scan them all until I see Tyson. He has a look of panic on his face until his eyes land on me.
He only relaxes for a second until he sees that I am bleeding, and a look of anger crosses his face.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” he asks in a growl.
“I had to protect you,” I say. It’s lame as any excuses go, but his eyes soften at my words.
“Baby, let me be the one to protect you, yeah?” he says as he examines my face.
“How about we protect each other,” I say and he nods with a smile.
“Now, where are you bleeding from?” he says looking concerned.
“My mouth. I’m pretty sure when I fell, I bit my tongue,” I say.
I try to show him, but it really hurts now that I think about it.
“Take her back to the club and Doc can look at her. We will deal with this fucker,” Derek says gesturing to Reaper.
I don’t ask what he means by “deal with” because I’m sure that I don’t want to know, but I do know that Reaper deserves everything he has coming to him.
“Let’s go, baby,” Tyson says and I follow him to his bike.
Wrapping my arms around him, I finally feel safe.
I finally feel free.
Chapter Twenty Two
Tyson “Torch”
Those agonizing moments that I had to wait until I got the all clear to go after Camilla were harder than I had even thought they would be.
I didn’t realize how much I had already fallen for her when I was close to losing her.
We had a routine we followed the last week and a half until she made her way out.
Xavier pretended that he was asleep each night until he knew that she was. That way, if she actually went to sleep, he would know that it wasn’t the night that she was planning to escape.
He could tell that it was tonight. We had sent everyone to the bunker while she was in the shower so she wouldn’t know or hear anything.
Tech was pretending to work on club books while she snuck out of the club.
When she walked out, we had Ink call the prospect and pretend that he was a woman to trick her into thinking that the prospect was bad at his job.
In my opinion, Ink didn’t really need to say anything flirty to get the prospect to blush but he did it anyway.
I don’t think that Ink was pretending to flirt, but what he does in his own bedroom is his own business.
Stitch’s brothers were right behind her, but I think that she was just too distracted to even notice.
I take her to the club and Doc pulls up beside me. He asks her a bunch of questions and she tells him what happened. She and Doc together conclude that her mouth was the only thing that needed immediate attention.
Once he makes sure that she’s fine, I take her to her bed and hold her until she falls asleep.
We are going to have to go through everything that went down. I have no doubt that my brothers are chaining Reaper up in the basement while I ensure that she is comfortable and settled.
I can feel the anticipation of how much I’m going to love getting my hits in.
This is the last Devil’s Soul and we are going to make it fucking hurt.
Camilla
Waking up the next morning, my body feels sore and there is a heavy arm around my waist. When I stir, I feel Tyson’s arm tighten.
“Morning, baby,” he says and I can’t help but smile.