Kade had thought of that. He and Sawyer had had the same thought when they saw the man use the scanner and shared an astonished look while watching the footage. He asked a question to stall, Tech was getting closer to Zora with Lyndsie distracting her. “How did you get that scar?”
Zora jerked a little at the question. Did they not know? Had Dad not told them? “I was attacked. You should know that. I was walking out of the library the week before you broke in and someone jumped me.”
Sawyer looked to the men behind him. Mayhem had told no one about this. Why keep it quiet? The club could have helped him look out for her. Sure, his wife had not wanted them around Zora, several of the women married to men here were the same. But protection was just that, a way to keep people safe. “And they weren’t there to just rob you or something?”
Zora knew the ‘something’ referred to abduction. “No. They took nothing, said nothing. I knew he was there seconds before the knife slipped in. I didn’t even have time to draw my gun. And then he left.”
The location of the scar they had seen was in a vital organ area and could have been fatal. But she had survived. Tech needed another step and he could disarm her. “How did you survive?”
Zora arched her eyebrow at Kade. Really? They wanted to talk about this? How about the fact that Kade killed her dad? She had just shown them the proof of it. Fine. “When he stabbed me, I twisted, and the blade went off angle. I was still bleeding pretty bad, but someone had come out of the library after me and saw it happen.”
Sawyer drew her attention from Tech by stepping to his left. “Did you see the guy?”
“Yeah. Big guy. Leather cut.” Zora sneered at him. It was obvious that she thought it was a club member.
Tech made his move. He hit the slide lever, removing the barrel before Zora could pull the trigger. Zora fought like a wildcat as Tech wrapped his arm around her waist, trying to pull the remainder of his gun from her hand. He was not as bulky as most of the guys, more lean muscle but he was strong. And so was she for someone her size. Zora whipped the remainder of the pistol in her hand at his head, nearly catching him in the face with it. She twisted and turned, trying to slip from his grip. The dogs were growling and trying to get in without harming her, but the two were moving so much they were more hinderance than help.
It was Lyndsie that calmed her when she shouted. “Zora. Enough. Just stop.”
~Chapter Six~
Zora stood, chest heaving in Tech’s grip. She looked at Lyndsie and then broke. The first sob nearly choked her as she tried to stifle it. Fat tears ran from the corners of her eyes, leaving trails of dark make-up in their wake.
Kade handed his gun to Sawyer and reached for her. Tech stepped back as Kade folded his big arms around the little crying woman. It was strange to watch her wrap herself around him after all her accusations that he was the one that had caused her father’s death. Even with her theory that it was a member of this club that had attacked her. But she went to him willingly. Clutching fists full of his tee shirt in her hands at his back.
Zora buried her face in Kade’s chest. She believed them in spite of all that she had that said otherwise. In spite of the video she just showed them. She had a li-dar as her dad had called it. Liar radar, that had never steered her wrong. She had known all along they were speaking the truth, but that video was hard to disprove. Especially the retina part. It was just deep inside; she knew this man had not killed her dad after meeting him. She had just wanted to believe it so that someone could be held accountable.
Sawyer sent the crowd back to their tasks with just a look. Lyndsie stood rubbing what little of Zora’s back she could reach while Kade held her in his bulging arms. His arms nearly covered every inch of her torso. “We will figure this out. We will help you find who killed your dad.”
Tech was hooking her laptop back up when he spoke back over his shoulder. He had handed the pieces of his gun to one of the men in the hall just as Kade’s and Sawyer’s had been. No more weapons around Zora for the time being. “Can you let me back in to your system? I want to watch it again. Do you have access to the feeds of the main cameras before they were cut? What about the retina scanner, can I interrogate that?”
Zora burrowed in harder for a few seconds before stepping back. Lyndsie turned her face up and took the offered handkerchief from Sawyer to clean the smears of make-up away. Her lesson that a gentleman always had one on hand were still ingrained. “You let Jason help you. He knows his stuff.”
Zora looked at Tech when Lyndsie called him Jason. He just smiled and held the chair she had been sitting in for her. She looked up at Kade before taking the offered seat. “I’m sorry. I just want…”
Kade nodded and wiped a small smudge off with his thumb on her cheek. “I get it. If we had known that it wasn’t an accident, we would have been all over it before reaching this level. You wouldn’t had to be doing this alone. You wouldn’t have been alone at all.”
Sitting down in the chair, Zora swiveled around and called up the programs that Tech, Jason, wanted. She pulled up the footage of the guy arriving up until he cut the feed since it was internet powered to her laptop. Rookie mistake but the first system had been installed years ago and never updated. It was a really good thing that Zora had installed the second system.
She opened the retina program and sent it to Tech’s computer right next to hers and he set to work on it while the others watched the screen again.
Lyndsie cocked her head as the dogs came on camera ‘A’ screen and sniffed around the bike parked in their yard. They all peed on it. Camera ‘B’ showed the man climbing on the railing in the back yard. “What took the dogs so long to get out of the house? They had to have heard him pulling in? Heard him as he climbed up to the roof of the back porch when he cut the phone line?”
Zora was sitting back watching Tech work, she turned to where Lyndsie stood next to her. “It took me a few minutes to get out of bed to let them out of my room.”
Kade looked down at her sharply. “You were there when this happened? Where was Mayhem?”
Zora turned back to the now black screens. Tech had the one in front of him lit up and was running his own program on the scanner data. She had done the same, thinking maybe it had been hacked to let someone else in. “Dad went to the pharmacy to fill my pain med script. I refused it to start with since what they gave me in the hospital knocked me on my ass but hadn’t slept in three days. He had given me something from a dental thing he had had done until he could get back.”
Sawyer crossed his arms and leaned back on the table next to Tech. “How many days before were you attacked?”
“Eight days.” Zora continued watching Tech’s program when she answered.
“When did you put in the extra cameras?” Tech was tapping away on his keyboard.
“Two days after release.”
Kade arched a dark brow at her. “You were less than a week out of the hospital after a stabbing that could have killed you and still installed more cameras for your dad? Why didn’t he ask Tech to do it?”
Zora got tired of watching the same information she had already looked at more times than she could count run on the screen, so she turned to the other three people in the room. Arm on the arm of the chair, she rubbed the side of her face, she needed more coffee. “He didn’t say. He was acting weird. When he showed up at the hospital after I had been stabbed, he wasn’t shocked, like he had known it going to happen. And as for the installation, I walked Dad threw it. They were wireless so all he had to do was mount them and run the tiny power cords which were easily hidden. Hence the shitty angles. The feed fed into a router in the loft of the barn and then to my laptop from there. The cut phone line would not bother it the way I had set it up via cellular Wi-Fi.”
Sawyer began pacing. “Safe to say that whoever it was had some kind of hacking skills or hired them to be able to get past that scanner. And that they knew of the old system but not the new, so they had been out there in the past. B
ut that does us no good as it could be anyone. Especially if they were Horde, Mayhem trusted us all. And the cut; they can be faked, borrowed and returned before anyone noticed it was missing since it was the middle of the night, or flat out stolen.”
Kade picked up on what he had seen in the video. “Out of all the cars and things out there, the dogs only pissed on his tires.”
Lyndsie smiled at the dogs who were wondering in and out to check on Zora before returning to the larger area outside the cage. “They sure did like his tires.”
Tech growled at them as he worked. “Yeah, I found a piss puddle on my tire this morning too. Wonder who did that?”
Zora smiled as Private laid his head in her lap and sighed as she rubbed his ears. “They smelled too good to pass up, didn’t they?”
Music came on to the speakers in the basement. I Want Candy came blaring out. Tech smiled as he worked on the program in front of him. “I borrowed your playlist.”
“Stole.” Zora turned on the camera footage again and set it to loop when Sawyer circled his finger at the black screen in front of her, spreading the angles out on the remaining two Tech was not using. What good would it do to watch it again? She had been watching it for weeks for a quirk or something to identify the man by instead of just his appearance.
~Chapter Seven~
Zora’s head hurt from looking at the screens for hours and lack of sleep. Tech had handed her a set of amber lens when he saw her rubbing the bridge of her nose, but it was too late. In the room she was to share with Kade, she dug around in her bag for a bottle of ibuprofen. With a happy sound, she pulled the bottle from the bottom corner.
Kade stood in the door watching Zora sit on her butt next to her bag of stuff and dry swallow a couple pain killers. She was nothing like the women he was used to. One of the reasons he rarely had anything to do with the girls that hung around the club was they just were not his type. He wanted tough, not timid. A woman had to be that to handle his size. Then, he was not sure Zora could even if she did appeal to him, she was so tiny, he stood over a foot taller than her and had to outweigh her by a buck seventy-fifty.
Standing and stretching, Zora ignored the man leaning on the open door frame. Rico had rolled his eyes in his direction when Kade came in and that had alerted her even if her back was to the door. She kicked the pile of things that was spewing from her bag into the corner and reached for the hem of her shirt. She was bored. Time to play.
Stepping quickly into the room, Kade kicked the door shut and turned the lock when Zora’s shirt was halfway off. “What do you think you are doing?”
Zora tossed the shirt on her pile of clothes and reached for her bra clasp behind her back while turning towards the growl of his voice. She kept her eyes on him. Parting her lips slightly, she breathed in the thickening air. Her arm across her chest, she held the bra as she pulled a strap off her arm. “Getting ready for bed. I slept in clothes last night, didn’t sleep well. Think I will try nude tonight.”
Kade’s mouth went dry as the hot pink bra joined her shirt. Fuuuuck. Her tits were perfect. Perky mounds topped with coral peaks. “I slept naked last night.”
Chuckling softly at the look on Kade’s face after his announcement, Zora reached for the waist of her jeggings. He looked like he wanted to face palm himself. She shimmied them down her legs. “How about it, big man? You going to take anything off?”
Reaching one hand over his head, Kade drug his shirt off. He knew this was going to be a mistake, but what red blooded man could pass up that challenge, even if he had doubts she would handle him. “Big man. You have no clue.”
Zora sure hoped so. His hands were huge and, in her experience, other things would be too. It had been awhile since she had a big cock inside her and then there was the hope, that he knew what he was doing once there. Just her hot pink lace thong was all that was left now.
Tiny fingers reached for the scrap of lace around her waist and Kade grunted for her to stop. “Leave them.”
The jingle of a belt was followed by the sound of a zipper. Both loud in the room. Zora’s hands were rubbing across her hips and up her stomach to her breasts where she kept pinching her nipples when her hands passed over them in the circuit of movement. Kade sat down to take off his boots, she was hoping for a glimpse of the bulge he was sporting but the boots would have to go.
Eyes on the hands rubbing firmly over flesh flushed with arousal, Kade yanked his boot laces from the hooks, in a hurry to get them off. He stood and pulled his pants off in one push. His dick so hard it bounced off his stomach as he freed it. In two big strides, he reached Zora, tossing her over his shoulder.
“Na dót.” She commanded her dogs down in Polish when they stood as she looked at them from upside down over Kade’s big shoulder. With a bounce, Zora landed in the middle of Kade’s huge bed after he swept the comforter and sheet off with his free hand. Looking up at him, she smiled at the hungry gleam in his eyes.
Kade leaned down and planted his big fists next to Zora’s ribs and looked at the woman under him. “We do this, you’re mine.”
Zora wrinkled her nose at him. “You’ve only known me less than a day.”
Shaking his head at her, he bent down and nipped her chin. “Doesn’t matter. You’re the only woman that had ever tried to kill me. I was hard the minute you shot me. I sure as shit ain’t letting you go. I like a fierce woman and you are that.”
“Possessive much? We’ll talk again when I see what you can do.” Zora reached up and grabbed him around the neck and pulled herself up to his mouth as he refused to give and bend to her. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth, giving it a nip before letting go.
Kade climbed up on the bed, sliding Zora up farther with one arm around her waist, lifting her like a rag doll. Knees on either side of her thighs, he sat up and ran his hands down her body. Shoulders to breasts, cupping the weight of them, pinching her nipples, making her squirm. He liked rough, could not really do gentle, did not want to. He wanted to see what she could handle.
Twisting in his hands, Zora flipped to her stomach and raised her ass, rolling it back and forth at him in exaggerated invitation. She heard the rasp of Kade’s hands as he twisted them together in anticipation. The callouses of his palms against the skin of her back, moving her hair off her shoulders, revealing the tattoo there in remembrance of her dad, it went from one side to the other. His finger traced the big gothic ‘M’ before continuing down her spine to the dimples above her cheeks where he sunk his thumbs into the divots.
Each of his hands were the size of her ass cheeks. He sank back onto his heels and pushed her forward from her hands to her chest. “Reach out and grab the headboard. Don’t let go until I tell you.”
Zora reached in front of her and grabbed a chrome spoke in each hand. That explained the horizontal bars of the piece of furniture. She looked back over her shoulder, her bangs hiding her eyes from him as she watched him swing. The crack of his hand on her flesh had her sucking in a breath. When he looked up to meet her shrouded eyes, she released a shaky breath. “Again.”
That was all Kade needed. “You need me to stop, little one, you say red.”
Her head nodded as she laid it down on the sheet covered mattress. Little one. She liked that, right now at least. He better not try that shit out on her anywhere else though.
Kade moved a little farther down so his knees pinched hers, keeping her from twisting away. He did not want her moving causing him to hit her somewhere he should not. He would leave her sit spots for another time, tonight he was just going to bounce her ass off his palm.
His hand connected with her ass cheek again, the crack loud in the room. Kade liked the little huff of breath and moan that accompanied it. Her body jerking with her nerves firing from the impact. He alternated between cheeks, spreading the pink that deepened to red as he increased intensity. Individual handprints bleeding into each other to make her globes glow.
Zora moaned into the bed. Her hands were slick on the bar
s above her head, but she did not let go. She pulled, tensing her arm muscles in a fight to keep her butt relaxed. She felt her body instinctually twitch with each connecting smack of his palm. On a deep breath, she started little whines and whimpers after each strike.
He was hard as steel. Fuck! The sounds she was making. Kade watched her ass go from pink to red as he layered his handprints all over her pale flesh. He watched the twitching fade as her body grew desensitized. Her whimpers became moans. Her shoulders relaxed, her body slowly following. Only his knees pinching hers held her up for him at a small lift. She was flying with the pain.
Kade leaned back to look at her pussy perfectly framed between her thighs. It was so wet; it was shiny in the low light of the room. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks, just below the red on her undercurve where ass met thigh and spread her pink lips with his thumbs.
Zora sighed as Kade’s fingers parted her folds. The sigh turning into a moan as he dipped one thick finger into her pussy to stroke in and out. She shivered at the delicious feelings coursing through her still after the ass smacking and now this before her endorphins had returned to normal levels. She felt full as a second big finger joined the first and the pumping of his hand continued gliding over that spot on the upper side of her inner walls. The pressure building as he worked her to get her body ready for him.
Kade wanted to watch her face the first time. The first time she came for him. The first time he entered her body. He pulled his fingers from her cunt and placed them in his mouth. Pure ambrosia. Grabbing her hip with one hand while sucking her taste from the other, he stood up on his knees to turn her over.
Zora was careful not to let go of the headboard as she was flipped, her arms were now crossed over her head and she was staring into Kade’s face as he licked his fingers. He lifted one leg and nudged hers apart with it before kneeling once more, this time between her thighs. His wet fingers slid down her slit to where her clit was popped from its hood, flicking the hardened nub, causing her to gasp and arch into the bed.
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