Spike (Aces MC Series Book 3)

by Foster, Aimee-Louise

  "Hi Spike, what can I get you? She asked almost breathlessly.

  A fucking bucket of cold water would be nice! "Whatever Amy has left, I know she closes in an hour." I waited for her to leave before I readjusted my cock as the fabric had begun to stretch tightly around my arousal.

  "You like mummy, don't you." Devon stated as she continued to draw her picture.

  Tommy looked up at me, his eyes wide with excitement waiting for me to answer.

  What was I to say? Children were so unpredictable that I was often taken by surprise especially by Devon. Sometimes she seemed older than her five years.

  "I like your mum very much, and you and Tommy." I smiled at her and got comfortable on the seat as Amy placed a large glass of iced water on the table.

  I turned to the sound of a group of rowdy blokes entering the cafe as they shared a joke. They sat at one of the tables near the window and continued their conversations but I noticed how Tommy had shuffled closer towards me almost hugging my side. I gently placed my arm around his shoulders and pulled him closer as I could feel his little body physically shake.

  "Shhh, it's alright little man." I said quietly as I lifted my hand to rub his arm.

  Angel looked at me concerned as she placed my dinner on the table, "I'm just gonna help Amy with these customers and then I'm going to take them home."

  I smiled and picked up my fork with my left hand to try and eat my dinner. This would prove difficult but I didn't want to remove my arm from Tommy as he obviously needed the comfort.

  "Hey beautiful, I haven't seen you here before." One of the rowdy customers said to Angel as she tried to take their orders.

  I didn't hear her response as she was so quiet but the rest of the group chuckled. I looked over quickly to see the guy that had originally spoken to her, take her by the arm and pull her onto his lap. Angel let out a high pitched scream as he tightened his hold to the jeering from the other men as they egged him on.

  I quickly jumped from the chair and ran over to her side, yanking her off his lap. She would probably have a bruise from the force but my need to protect her overpowered anything else. I swung my arm and caught the guy directly on the chin knocking him off his chair, turning the table on its side in the process.

  I repeatedly punched him in the face as I held him by the scruff of the neck and wasn't happy until I saw the claret cover his face. I heard shuffling and glanced at his three mates who had now gone quiet as they stood watching their friend being assaulted, fucking pussies!

  I stood and assessed the situation quickly by looking around the cafe with my fists still clenched. The three other guys' stood nervously, assessing me. They could have easily taken me if they all jumped in but their demeanours showed that they were scared.

  I bent down and grabbed the stirring man again by the scruff of his neck and pulled him to his feet. "If you ever come in here again, I'll fucking kill you. Do you understand?" I let go of his shirt and pushed him in the direction of his friends as he stumbled out of the doorway, taking his mates with him.

  My anger started to dissipate but I was pulled from my thoughts as I could hear screaming behind me. As I turned I saw Devon standing on her chair with tears pouring down her little face as she wept uncontrollably. I briefly saw Tommy's expression which ripped my heart wide open, the boy was petrified, fear clearly visible and as I looked closer I could see a wet patch in the groin area of his joggers.

  Fucking hell what had I done? I reacted in the only way I knew how, I wanted to protect her so badly but now I had to face the fallout from my actions.

  I took a deep breath and walked slowly to the back of the cafe. I reached out to touch Angel's face but she recoiled, her shocked face looking at me as if I were a stranger. I knew that the relationship I had tried to build had been ripped apart in minutes as she had witnessed another side to me.

  I backed away slightly and went over to comfort Devon as she was now just whimpering. She held out her arms for me to comfort her.

  "Leave her alone," Angel spat in a harsh tone. "She's my chid and I'll comfort her, just leave us all alone."

  Angel pushed past me and grabbed Devon taking her from the chair into her embrace. She quickly grabbed Tommy's hand and headed for the back room.

  "Noooooo! Spike, I want Spike!" Devon shouted as she stretched out her hand for me to take. I held it briefly but had to let go as Angel moved quickly trying to get the children away from me.

  I picked up the nearest chair and launched it to the other side of the cafe, fucking annoyed by my earlier actions. I had to get out of here, it was stifling. I left the building with no regard to Amy and jumped on my motorcycle looking to ease my increasing fury. I needed to vent my anger, I needed to find Diesel.

  "Fuck!"

  Diesel poured me another drink."Stop beating yourself up Spike, what's done is done you can't change what's happened."

  I rubbed my forehead, going over the events again in my head for the umpteenth time. "I was only trying to protect her, why can't she see that?" I omitted to tell Diesel everything, I'd only told him that I punched the guy.

  "You know why Spike. Look you need to sleep on it man and contact her in the morning when she's had time to assess the situation. She's not unreasonable, she'll come round."

  We both turned to the giggles coming from the girls that were trying to dry hump Duke on the seat in front of us.

  "Stop your bitching Spike, there's plenty to go around." Duke said laughing at my discomfort.

  I stood abruptly, "You're such a cock Duke. You have a perfectly good woman already and you wanna fuck about with these skanks!" I gestured with my hand to the girls sitting around him. "I need some fresh air." I stalked through the club ignoring everyone who tried to talk to me as I made my way outside, I wanted to be alone.

  I breathed in the cool night air trying to gain some perspective from tonight's events, when I noticed Taylor pull up in her MX5. I liked Taylor, she had fire in her belly and I enjoyed watching her pull Duke up on his shit although he was acting like a cock by resisting his feelings towards her. We all knew how much he liked her but he was trying to play it cool.

  Taylor was struggling to lift a suitcase out of the boot of her car, “Do you need a hand?” I asked as I approached her car.

  She smiled sweetly as she stepped aside, “Ever the gentleman, thank you.”

  It shouldn't be me out here assisting Taylor, it should've been Duke and I was fucking annoyed with him. I carried the suitcase across the car park walking slowly so that Taylor could keep up with me in her indecent heels.

  “Whilst I have you alone, I just wanted to apologise for my sharpness the other day at the salon.”

  I didn't know what the fuck she was talking about at first, then remembered that I had asked her regarding Duke.

  “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have asked you about your relationship with Duke. I know it’s none of my business.” I needed to tell her about him, I felt that I needed to warn her before we went into the club, “Duke’s drunk tonight. It’s probably best to stay away from him this evening.”

  She straightened and pushed her shoulders back, “I’m here to work Spike, nothing else.”

  I had already clocked her attire and knew that she was looking hot, I chuckled as I checked her out again, “Obviously!”

  I needed to get Taylor to the back room as quickly as possible so that she didn't have to deal with the fallout from Duke's day of heavy drinking. She stopped at the sound of laughter to see him at his usual table. He had the same two girls sitting either side of him, hanging on his every word. Fucking hell that man was stupid!

  “Come on Taylor, you don’t want to see the car crash.” I quickly directed her to the back room seeing the hurt clearly visible on her face although she tried to hide it.

  Placing the suitcase down in the corner of the room, I turned to gently rest my hands on Taylor's shoulders, “Don’t beat yourself up about it, he’s got a lot going on at the moment.”

>   I didn't want her jumping to conclusions like Angel had this evening about me. I wanted her to understand that Duke was dealing with things that she may not be aware of. It didn't totally justify his actions but it may help her rationalise in the cold light of day.

  The door opened and we both turned looking at Savannah as she sauntered into the room.

  “If I’m disturbing something, I can always come back!” She said with a wink.

  I was surprised by the way Taylor reacted as she quickly stepped back so that my hands fell from her shoulders but this also told me that she was into Duke more than I knew as she didn't want people to think that she was cavorting with me. That pleased me as there was hope that these two could stop fucking around and give into their urges.

  I got the hint and knew that it was time to go but as I eased the door open slightly I saw Duke on his way up the corridor and decided to push his buttons for acting like a fucking arse.

  "I forgot to say, how hot you look tonight Taylor.” I stated giving her a wink before closing the door. I hoped that she didn't think I was coming onto her but I wanted Duke to realise that he needed to act fast or he may just lose the one woman that was perfect for him.

  Duke grabbed me around the neck and pinned me against the wall, "What the fucking hell you playing at Spike? You can't get your own bird so you have to sniff around everyone else's!"

  That fucking stung but I knew it was the drink talking. I didn't want to fight him but I wasn't letting him get up in my face. I pushed him with both hands and he stumbled slightly but gained his composure to come at me.

  I swung my arm and directed it at his face as he charged towards me. I caught him directly on his cheek bone and the feeling of making contact relieved some of my pent up frustration from today's events. He bent over and I noticed him touch the area gently with his hand, "Duke, this is gonna get out of hand if you carry this on." I bent down to see if he was okay and saw the aggression on his face as he lifted his head to make contact with my face catching me unaware.

  I fucking lost it and punched him several times in the body and face, catching his lip and splitting it. A small group had now congregated watching us grapple but no one would dare to intervene. I noticed Diesel standing in the crowd smirking as he watched us exchange blows. Fucking prick!

  I didn't want to fight Duke but I was sick of people seeing my kindness and taken it for weakness.

  "Right that's enough you two." Diesel stood between us holding out his hands to keep us apart.

  Duke wiped his mouth and glared at me as he saw the blood on his hand. "Fucking lucky punch!" He stumbled towards the back room before turning towards me, "You need to sort your fucking shit out."

  I pointed my thumb down the corridor to where Duke had just stumbled, "And I need to sort my shit out?"

  Diesel laughed, "Come on, I'll get you a drink and you can explain what that was all about."

  We sat in one of the quieter booths at the back of the club so we wouldn't be disturbed, "So let me get this straight, you beat the shit out of this bloke in front of Louise and the kids?"

  I nodded my head, "That's about right and yes, I know I'm a dick but I was trying to protect her."

  Diesel sniggered, "You said earlier that you just hit him, not beat the crap out of him! You have some major sucking up to do."

  I nodded my head still frustrated with myself for acting like an arse, "She was annoyed and I appreciate why but it hurt more that Devon wanted me to comfort her and Angel wouldn't allow it."

  Diesel raised his eyebrows. "Angel?"

  "Yeah, Angel!"

  "You've grown fond of those kids." Diesel stated picking up his glass to take a sip.

  "Tommy was so scared that he fucking wet himself and I can't get over the fact that I caused that to happen." I rubbed my forehead still picturing his little face but was pulled from my thoughts by shouting coming from the bar.

  “Duke you’re gonna kill him!” We both turned to see Taylor pulling on Duke's arm and I could just make out a man curled in the foetal position in a heap on the floor.

  Duke shrugged her off easily and Taylor stumbled and fell to the floor landing on her arse.

  "I think it's time we intervened." Diesel stood and I followed suit as we stalked over to the bar.

  “Duke that’s enough!” Diesel grabbed Duke from behind and pulled him away so that he couldn’t injure the man further.

  I noticed Taylor moving awkwardly, trying to get up from the floor in her inappropriate outfit. I bent down and gently placed my hands under her arms and lifted Taylor to her feet.

  Glancing over at the guys I saw that Diesel now had hold of Duke but was struggling to contain him.

  “Spike, put him in the van and drop him outside the hospital.” He shouted pointing at the unresponsive man on the floor. Fucking hell, he looked like he needed a morgue not a hospital.

  I turned quickly to see if Taylor was okay and noticed her look in the direction of my cheek where it was throbbing from being head butted earlier. I raised my hand to touch my cheek, “Protecting your honour!” I said with a wink. “Are you gonna be okay?”

  She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes, "I’ll be fine Spike, thank you.”

  I nodded my head, she was a big girl and could leave any time she wanted so I was satisfied with her response.

  I bent down to try and lift the man from the floor, fuck he was heavy, “Buster, I’m gonna need a hand man.” I shouted as the prospect quickly ran to assist me.

  Between us we were able to get him into the van, he made a few moans and groans along the way and I was grateful that he wasn't dead.

  We pulled up outside the hospital and opened the side door in the furthest part of the dimly lit car park. The CCTV didn't cover this area so I was happy to roll the man out onto the ground and planned to call the hospital later from an untraceable line to let them know of his whereabouts.

  After dropping the prospect back at the club, I happily switched vehicles taking the long route home in order to clear my head. I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight unless I cleared the air with Angel so I planned on giving her a call.

  As I arrived at my apartment I noticed that it was too late to call her as the kids may be asleep but I still wanted to talk to her so decided to text.

  I'm sorry if I scared you and the children. Please don't hate me, I was only trying to protect you.

  I placed my phone on the coffee table as I went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I was on edge from my altercation at the cafe earlier this evening and my fight with Duke and needed to relieve some of the tension. I let the water flow over my body as I stood contemplating the last two weeks. I was fucking horny and Angel was killing me with her sexy ways, she wasn't doing it on purpose she didn't even know the effect she was having on me but if I didn't get some relief soon I was going to combust.

  Getting out of the shower, I covered my lower body in a towel and walked into the living room noticing the flashing from my phone indicating that I had received a text.

  No I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reacted like that. I know you were only trying to help x

  Fucking hell, I wasn't expecting forgiveness quite so easily and she ended the text with a kiss! That was hopeful and I quickly decided to press matters further to see how she was feeling.

  Where are you now? Are you in your room at the refuge?

  Yeah the kids are asleep. I'm in bed but too restless to sleep.

  A million dirty thoughts ran through my mind thinking of her in bed. She wouldn't have time to be restless if she was in my bed, she'd be too exhausted to think of anything but sheer pleasure. I wanted to push the conversation further hoping that she would start opening up to me. Did I dare to be suggestive? I quickly text her before I thought too much about the pros and cons.

  I know something that would help with that ;-)

  I added the wink at the end of the text because if it all when tits up, I could blame it on my fucked up sense of humour. It wasn't long
before I received a reply.

  What?

  This now created a dilemma. Was she so naive that she didn't know what I was obviously suggesting or was she also playing games? I decided to make my move and to hell with the consequences.

  Have you been thinking of me?

  She answered straight away.

  Maybe!

  Her response and the time she took to respond contradicted each other so I knew she was interested but trying to be coy. I needed to step up my game. My cock was throbbing and if this was the only way I was going to relieve myself tonight then I'd take it.

  Do you touch yourself when you think of me?

  I waited a while but she didn't respond. Fuck! Had I blown it before it even started? I waited a few more minutes and decided to up the ante.

  Are you touching yourself now?

  She still hadn't responded but I was hopeful as she hadn't simply told me to fuck off. She was probably preoccupied with something and would come back to her phone to a handful of dirty texts from me, then I would be in trouble. But if she was doing what I hoped she was doing, then I was one lucky boy. I decided to press her some more.

  It feels good doesn't it babe but I bet you wish it was me doing it to you.

  I couldn't leave it any longer I needed to call her. I dialled her number and she answered on the second ring.

  "Spike!" She whispered.

  Her voice echoed slightly, "Where are you?"

  I waited for her to catch her breath, "I couldn't do that in the bedroom with the kids there. I'm now in the bathroom across the hall."

  I could just about hear her but I covered the receiver quickly so she couldn't hear my sniggering at the thought of her tip toeing across the corridor into the bathroom so that she could pleasure herself.

  "So are you nice and wet for me Angel?"