Welcome to Hell (Ops Warriors Book 7)

by Harley McRide

  “Agreed, that would suck if we had to go on a job and smelled like a chick. And if she has a spot, well then, we need one as well, not sure how much she would like actually having bike parts on the kitchen table. That would suck if she was like Freedom, she threw out Easy’s carburetor just ‘cause he was cleaning it,” Shark said, thinking. “We may need to add an addition on the house, ‘cause as it stands now, we’ve used everything up, and what if she gets pregnant like the others?”

  Blade thought for a second, both men did. Having a child with Rebel would be amazing. Of course, they were jumping ahead of themselves, but it would be. “We should call Creed and have them contact the builders now, get that shit ready, you know,” Blade said, and Shark grinned.

  “Fuck yeah. Might as well start out the way we plan to finish.”

  The door opened to Rebel’s room, and Shady walked out first, her baby bump was getting bigger, and because they had been thinking about it, they wondered what Rebel would look like. When all the pregnant Lady Riders were in the hallway, the only thing both men could do was imagine what Rebel would look like carrying their child. Sexy as shit, and they both knew it.

  Shady lifted her head and said, “We are going to get her discharged, Freedom is making reservations at a hotel, and Harmony is ordering some food to be delivered to the hotel. You two, get in there.”

  Shark frowned. “Why?”

  Harmony walked up to Shark and Blade, grabbed the front of both of their cuts and yanked them toward the door. “Listen, we gave you an in, up to you if it works out.”

  They looked at each other and Blade said, “Uh, no disrespect, Harmony, but we don’t really need help with women.”

  The smaller pregnant woman looked up at them and glared. “Really? That is what you are going with? You don’t need help with women. Man, you all need help with women, you have no fucking clue until you are trained what the fuck to do. I think biker women deserve a fucking medal because out of the men in the world, bikers are the worst. They think they know everything and are just sexy as hell because you wear leather, which okay, you got me on that one. But still, you guys are way hard-headed and think too much with your dick and your muscles. I hope that Rebel has the will and determination to actually stay the course with you guys, but honestly, it takes a special woman to deal with you, and they have to know it is worth it. Right now, I am not so sure she gets it, or even wants it. But we tried to help, so stop whining and get your ass in there and win you a woman.”

  Shark rolled his eyes and Blade looked humorously at the women and shook his head. “Yeah, got it. Can you show us what the training looks like when it’s done? Like with Creed and Fork when we are there to witness it, ‘cause I do better with visual shit.”

  Harmony narrowed her eyes and then smiled. “Of course you can. I should hold a class, like an introduction to the Biker Man Training. I bet I would have a ton of people show up. Thanks, guys, for the idea.”

  Shark burst out laughing, and Blade chuckled deeply, “No problem.”

  Shark motioned with his head to Blade who nodded and then opened the door to Rebel’s room. They watched to make sure the women made it to the nurse’s station before entering in.

  Rebel was laying on the bed, waiting it seemed. They walked to opposite sides of the bed, stood there and looked down at her.

  “I have something to say,” Rebel said at the same time the guys said it in unison, “We need to talk.”

  Rebel bit her lip and said, “You go first.”

  Both men shook their heads and said, “You.”

  She was trying to buy herself some time to figure out how to tell them. Talking to girls is one thing, guys is another, especially about this shit. She sighed loudly and then Blade shrugged and said, “I will go first then. Shark and I are done with the games, we are claiming your ass even if we have to tie you to the bed to listen. And no that is not illegal in the biker world. It is called getting your attention. Now, here’s the deal, you know we’re interested in you, we have been since the first night we saw, we have made it obvious.”

  Shark was watching Rebel’s expression turn from hesitant, to confused, to angry. Good, she needed to hear this shit, so he spoke when Blade paused, “When we leave here you are coming with us. No more of this being nice, you are ours, and that is all there is to it. We are claiming you. We don’t need to explain what that means.”

  Her eyes swung back and forth for a second and then she snapped, “Are you finished telling me what I am going to do so I can tell you the way it’s really gonna be?”

  Blade and Shark both raised their eyebrows and stared at the woman, and then they both shrugged. It was like looking at one man who shared a brain with another. Rebel was so in the mood to knock some sense into them. What in the fuck is wrong with them?

  “You only have one reply that is allowable,” Shark growled. “YES!”

  “Oh no, you did not just say that,” Rebel yelled and pushed the covers back on her bed. Both men growled and tried to pull them back up.

  “Lay your ass down,” Shark snapped as she rose on her knees and put her hands on her hips.

  “Fuck you,” she yelled back and then Blade joined in.

  “Rebel, you need to lay the fuck down before I spank this ass.” He warned.

  She turned and glared, then she stood on the bed and looked down at them, yelling, “You are not spanking my ass, you are not tying me up, and you are not, I repeat, you are not claiming me!”

  “Are you trying to piss us off?” Shark snapped, and Rebel turned with her hands on her hips and leaned down.

  “Yeah, ‘cause it is all about you, all of this. We are claiming you, lay down, shut up. I am no one’s fucking puppet. I do what I want when I want, and there is fuck all you can say about it,” she said in her best menacing voice. It didn’t have the same effect on these two though. She wondered why for a second. Usually, when she did that to members of Blood Eagle they listened to her, they totally didn’t grin. Not like these two idiots. OMG, they were infuriating!

  “Okay, I was pissed for a second, and then it just made me hot, looking at you all hot and bothered. So if that was your hope, you failed,” Shark said, looking at her.

  She saw them smile, but when she looked into both of their eyes, she saw the hunger. Fuck, so not what she had planned. She glared at them and then stood and walked to the edge of the bed. Shit, she was sore, but when she went to jump down, both men caught her arms and pulled her back.

  “Oh no you don’t,” Blade snapped, and Shark growled. “You being sassy makes us hot and shit, but we will not abide by you doing something stupid, like jumping off the bed.”

  Rebel shook their hands off and glared at them. “What-the-fuck-ever, I was gonna be nice, I was gonna tell you why I got freaked. Shit, can you be more annoying? I mean, I am going to leave here, find and kill the fucker who killed my mother, and then haul ass back to San Diego so I can have the surgery I have been putting off. But can I tell you, oh no, I can’t tell you shit other than ‘yes’ or you will tie me up, lock me down until you get the answer you need.” She struggled and flung herself around Shark who was staring at her stunned, so she was standing and then she stomped toward the bathroom door. “You know I am stressed and you are assholes. You know, I was worried about how you would react, I mean the big ‘C’ word scares the shit out of people, it did me, but don’t worry, I got this.”

  She thought that was an appropriate line to end the conversation on, freaking hell, why the fuck did she even try. Her dad was going to get here and do the same thing as these two knuckleheads. He and the guys will freak out, grab her and tell her she is going home, period. Then she would need to fight, but it wouldn’t work because men are dumbasses. They would argue a few times until maybe, just maybe it would penetrate. Rebel only made it inside the bathroom reaching for the door to slam it shut before both men were in the bathroom and they were both pissed the fuck off.

  Really, they were pissed.

 
“What did you just say?” Blade said slowly and calmly.

  Rebel frowned and then thought for a second, fuck, and groaned. They made her fucking crazy.

  Shark moved in closer to her and said quietly, “Rebel, run that by us again, please. What the fuck are you talking about?”

  She sighed and then opened her eyes, “Fine.” She walked back into the hospital room, and the guys followed right on her heels. She sat down on the bed and then she waited until they sat, which they did in chairs opposite of her and pulled them close, so they were blocking her in.

  “Okay,” Shark said calmly. “Now, what are you talking about?”

  She slowly started, beginning when her mother died, up until when the doctor told her about the test results and the need to get the mass out of her. They were silent, although both men’s faces turned to stone when she explained about the why, the bullet. She could tell that hadn’t gone over well.

  “I just wanna be clear,” Blade asked slowly, “you rode out here, instead of getting the surgery, to make sure your father had his vindication if you were to die?”

  She bit her lip, she didn’t expect them to understand, how could they. She nodded and then held up a hand when Blade went to say something else. “Hang on, let me explain.”

  Blade nodded, and Shark just stared waiting. It took her a few minutes before she knew she could make it through the explanation. “Okay, the day it happened. We were having a picnic.”

  “I remember,” Blade said slowly, obviously confused.

  “Before they left, my father and all the guys, they set the property alarm, they never would have left without it set. It would have gone off, we all knew it, and yet it didn’t. Then everything with mom, the funeral, me being in the hospital, and everything else. It was killing him, the guilt, I could see it. The guys, they came and visited with their families. I had a friend, his name was Jimmy, his dad is the VP of Blood Eagle, when he came to visit, the parents all left us to go out into the hallway. I asked Jimmy what was being said in the club. At first he didn’t tell me, but after I had bugged him about it, he said the guys in the club were pissed ‘cause my dad told them he forgot to set the alarm. They went after the Black Hearts, couldn’t find them, but they kept their feelers out, waiting to hear where they were. So when I got out of the hospital, I did some digging, took me a while, ‘cause I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, then I found it. I was going to go to the club, tell them what I found, but when I went, I heard Jimmy’s dad and mine talking. Broke my heart hearing them talk about Mom.”

  “What did you find?” Shark finally asked, and Rebel looked at him.

  “One of my father’s brothers was involved, I just don’t know who, which is why I am going to get that fucker to talk before I kill him. My father should not be taking the blame for this betrayal,” she snarled, and both men nodded.

  “Why didn’t you tell him though; he would have sent guys out here?” Blade asked, and Rebel shrugged.

  “Well, I guess ‘cause it was because I felt guilty too. I needed to give this to my father. When the doctor told me about the scar tissue, I really thought I would be able to find him and get my answers and get back home. It ended up taking longer.” Rebel said. “Then I found the Lady Riders, and I don’t know how to explain it. It was like I finally found something for me. My mother would have loved them,” Rebel said.

  Then Shark said, “I get it, I do, but Rebel, your health...”

  She shook her head. “Is fine, I will get it taken care of, I promise. I just need to finish this, and then I will. I promise I told you the risks, one of them is, of course, having to do chemo, but also, if the scar tissue has attached to my ovaries, they will take them. The doctors say if it is cancer, it is localized, so it just needs to be removed and a bit of chemo.”

  Both men had just been thinking about kids, but when they looked at each other, both saw they were on the same page. “One step at a time,” Shark said, and Blade nodded. “We deal when we have to. First off, let’s get out of here and somewhere we can make a plan. You just got two more helpers that are going to help you catch that motherfucker and make him pay. And do not think for one fucking second because of all this, we somehow don’t want you. We do, this changes nothing, another bump in the road.”

  Chapter Nine

  The Lady Riders made everything easy, which Rebel, Shark, and Blade were grateful for. Well except for the slight threat Harmony made to the doctor who started refusing Rebel’s release. It got a little tense when the pint-sized female glared at the older man and threatened to announce on Facebook that he was giving free rectal exams. Apparently, he believed her because after receiving the name of the doctor the Warriors had already set up, he just rolled his eyes and signed the papers.

  Because she was sore, Rebel road in the Hummer with the girls, as opposed to on the back of Shark’s or Blade’s bike, which was apparently where they wanted her. Shady settled that with a glare. Rebel so wanted to be her when she grew up. Needless to say, an hour later, the crew was checking into the lush hotel. They were met by Easy, Fork, and Cajun because it was decided they wouldn’t be in LA on their own. The rest of the Warriors were getting their supporters and finding places for them to stay, as well as securing the compounds of the Furies and Warriors so no one would get in.

  When they finally got up to their room, which was all on the same floor, Rebel was tired, so Shark and Blade helped her into her room and didn’t pay attention when they carried their bags as well as hers into the bedroom. She collapsed in the sitting room they had, well it was a sitting room/kitchenette, but it was nice.

  “Ugh, I hate feeling like shit,” Rebel complained and then moved around to get comfortable.

  “Come on, sweetheart,” Shark said, pulling off her Harley boots and lifting her legs up to the couch. “You just need to rest; we will take care of everything.”

  Rebel sighed and leaned back on the couch, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep. Shark looked at Blade. “Call Shady, tell her we will be in the room until she wakes up, tell her to send the food over, she can eat when she wakes up. Tomorrow we will find that bastard.”

  Blade nodded and looked at Rebel then said, “Yeah we will, and we will get what she needs so she can move on.”

  “With us,” Shark finished his friend’s thought. They looked at Rebel one last time and then nodded to each other. She was safe. And now she was with them. Soon she would be theirs, and no one or nothing was going to change that.

  Rebel moved a little to get comfortable on the couch and moaned a little. Neither of the men heard her.

  “She is ours, we are claiming her.”

  Rebel laughed and shook her head and then stopped when Shark began kissing her. She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck. Blade kissed his way down her stomach, she felt him nudge her legs apart, and Rebel resisted for a second. She pulled back, looked at him, and relented when he grinned at her.

  She gasped into Shark’s mouth when Blade used his tongue to separate her folds. Shark kept kissing her and gently began moving his hands over her breasts, making the nipples pebble under his palm while his best friend flicked his tongue over her clit repeatedly. Amazing, they were perfect, the best Rebel had ever had. Not that she had a lot, just a few, but they put them to shame.

  Rebel felt him slip a finger into her pussy and moved to push his finger fully inside her. She could feel him grin against her pussy lips, and then he added another finger and began pumping them in and out of her. She ripped her lips away from Shark so she could breathe. They were literally stealing the breath from her, both of them.

  Shark looked down at her and smiled. “Sweetheart, you need to slow down, we are just starting.”

  “No.” She panted and demanded, “I want to feel everything.”

  He chuckled and bent to take one of her nipples in his mouth. “Please!” Rebel cried out, not knowing what the fuck she was asking for but knowing she needed something more.

  “What do you need, Reb
el?” Blade said from between her thighs.

  “I don’t know. Just more,” she cried.

  The guys laughed, the assholes, they were teasing her. Blade bent down and sucked her clit into his mouth while Shark did the same to her nipple. Both of them rolling the nubs in the same way on the roof of their mouths. She couldn’t stand it anymore, as she cried out their names and came hard.

  It was the first orgasm she had without a mechanical device or a lot more foreplay. They totally knew what they were doing. And it was amazing to Rebel. She felt relaxed.

  She was made for them, and they were made for her.

  Rebel moaned when once again they began to play with her. She felt more of her juices leak from her, getting her ready to take them, she wanted it. She wanted it all!

  Blade moved up her body, settled over her, and smiled while Shark backed off but remained close, watching them. “Today we take you separate, but soon we will take you together, and you will love it.”

  Rebel’s breath hitched when she thought about it. Fuck yeah, she thought, that would be amazing.

  “For now, I’m gonna take this sweet little pussy and make you mine. You are going to scream my name, and then Shark’s when he takes you,” Blade whispered into her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver through her body.

  He began kissing Rebel and used one hand on her nipple and the other on her clit. He brought Rebel back up to the edge in a matter of minutes. She felt him move a little and his cock was at her opening. She sucked in a breath and held it. It felt wonderful being filled by him, more than wonderful, it felt right.

  Rebel pushed up her hips, and he growled against her neck. She smiled and did it again. He grabbed her hips and then licked the pulsing vein in her neck, and she shivered. It was like he knew exactly where to touch her to drive her mad.