There would have to be consequences.
“I’ll go north,” Girth called out to us over the sound of our roaring engines and I nodded my head in agreement. King and I rode south. We were not going to give those weasels an opportunity to shake down or rob a business again. And we were definitely not going to give them an opportunity to beat up any of us again. This was going to end and we were going to win.
Gripping my bike tightly, King and I rode together, our eyes scanning every road and every corner that we rode past. I tried not to think of Ava and her ex, that would have to wait another day. At least she was safe for now. But it was difficult to separate the two feelings. My rage against her ex was fueled even more by what had happened to Slade; even though the two things were not connected. If the Black Skulls hadn’t messed with Slade, Blaine Salzburg would have been dead by now.
I was riding with King beside me and the sound of a gunshot alerted us.
“It came from the north!” King roared out and we both made a U-turn in unison, picking up speed. The gunshot had come from the direction that Girth had gone. Another shot was fired and we rode even faster.
In the distance, we could see Girth, standing on the pavement. He was clutching his shoulder, while his Harley lay flat on the ground. He had jumped off his bike at some point.
His free hand was pointed straight at the head of a Black Skulls member. The guy was pressed up against a run down brick wall, with his hands up while Girth stood in front of him. This was quickly becoming a common occurrence and I suppressed a smile.
King and I jumped off our bikes.
“You hurt, man?” King yelled at Girth, while I slipped my gun out of my jeans. We joined Girth, pointing our guns at the asshole against the wall.
“Just my shoulder,” Girth grunted, and there was blood streaming from where he was clutching it with his other hand. I could see that arm shaking a little, and I met his eyes and tipped my head.
“We got this,” I said and Girth lowered his gun.
I stepped towards the guy, who was snarling at us. He looked like a caged wild animal, but he was outnumbered now, so he couldn’t really pull anything.
There was a backpack lying on the ground beside him.
“What’s in that?” I growled at him and kicked the backpack with my feet. It felt heavy, like it was filled with something metallic.
The guy said nothing and I heard King click his gun, ready to shoot at a moment’s notice. I crouched down and unzipped the backpack.
It was fucking full of guns. I exchanged looks with King and Girth.
“You thought you could ride through our territory, with a bag full of fucking guns?” I barked at him, and the guy spat at my face. I grabbed his collar and then punched my knuckles into his jaw. He shuddered, but took the punch well. When I stood up, he was wiping blood from his nose.
“Who said it’s yours motherfucker?” I heard him say, as I pulled the backpack up and swung it over my shoulder. There had to be at least a dozen of them in there!
I turned to him, shook my head and then turned back towards my bike. This was not going to end well for him.
“Gonna go deposit it at the club. Girth, go back and get stitched up. Call my mother,” I said and then thumped him on his back. “Damn she’s gonna be pissed, two shots in one night.”
With the backpack on my shoulders, I jumped back on my bike and revved up the engine. When King and I exchanged looks, I nodded my head.
With my helmet back on, and my engine roaring, I rode away, back in the direction of the Lucky Lady; but I heard the sound of the gun fire crisp and clear in the air. Two birds had just been killed with one stone. Elwood’s orders had been carried out, and King had just got his way.
What do they say about love and war? Anything is fair…
Chapter 23
Ava
I hadn’t seen Commando all day and since speaking to him over the phone the previous night, I was anxious to see him again.
I worked my shift, my fingers tingling every time the doors of the bar burst open. Commando hadn’t returned, even when it was time for me to leave.
“Have a good night, kid,” Elwood called out to me, while he ate a massive burger at his table by the window. I smiled at him, as I walked out and just when I pushed open the door, my nose bumped into Commando’s expansive chest. I gasped with surprise, and looked up to find him staring down at me, a glimmer of a grin on his face, his cheeks dimpled, his jaws chiseled and sharp.
“Ready to go?” he said and I crinkled my brows at him.
“Yeah, I was just leaving for Charity’s place,” I said and he reached for the books in my hands. I was hoping to get a chance to study a little tonight, but the bar had kept me busy.
“I’ve made you some spaghetti. It’s back in my apartment,” Commando said, tucking the books under his armpit. My eyes widened, and I could feel my cheeks burning. This guy was just full of surprises. I wouldn’t have expected him to be able to boil water if he had to. How had he pulled off a spaghetti dinner?
“With meatballs?” I asked, arching an eyebrow suspiciously at him.
“The works,” he said and we smiled at each other. Without waiting for a response, Commando turned to walk back towards his bike and I followed him.
“I have my entrance exam tomorrow,” I said and Commando stopped in his tracks, his eyes were searching my face. He was looking at me again, in that way he did so that I felt naked under his stare.
“I’ll take you,” he said and I licked my lips. I wondered if he could tell that I was nervous about it.
“I haven’t had much time to study,” I said, blushing again and Commando stepped towards me, looking over my body with his dangerous blue eyes.
“Have I kept you busy?” he asked and I bit down on my lip.
“Kinda,” I said and embarrassedly tucked a few strands of hair behind my ears. How was he able to make me so weak around him? Why couldn’t I resist him?
“You’ll be fine, princess,” he said, in a deep but kind voice and when I heard that word, princess, I felt my stomach cramp up. He’d used that term, over and over again when we had sex. And now for the first time, he was using it in a regular conversation. I was afraid of my knees visibly wobbling.
“I haven’t studied nearly as hard as I should have. I really need to pass the exam,” I said and Commando reached out and moved my fringe away, clearing my forehead. It was such a tender moment, and he surprised me again. I would have agreed to anything.
“You will pass the exam, Ava. Tonight, I need you,” he said and his eyes darkened. A storminess had taken over his blue eyes and his mouth was set in a firm line. My heart dropped to my stomach.
“What happened today, Kelley? Where were you?” I said, using his name for the first time. His fingers lingered on my face, he stroked my cheek with his thumb and I could feel the goosebumps erupting all over my arms.
“There is a war going on. Between us and another group,” he said and I grabbed his wrist at my neck and squeezed. I wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything.
“A war? What kind of war?” I asked. Our gazes were locked, it was quiet around us and the street lamps were the only source of light.
“We have to protect our territory, I have to keep the streets safe,” he said, and I could feel my breathing become ragged. There was so much I wanted to ask him, but I knew I couldn’t. I couldn’t push him. Commando was capable of opening up to me, I knew that. But he would have to do it in his own time.
“Safe from what?” I asked tentatively. Did I even want to know?
“Safe from the Black Skulls. And I need to keep you safe, princess,” he said as I held on to his arm. That was all he was going to tell me.
“Did you…?” I tried to get the words out. I needed to know if he had found Blaine yet. I didn’t care what happened to that bastard anymore. Commando clenched his jaw, his eyes piercing me and twinkling.
“Not for now,” he said and we remained silent f
or a few moments.
“Are you hungry?” he asked, breaking away from me. I felt like I had been holding my breath, and I sighed and then forced a smile on my face.
“I could eat,” I said and Commando led the way to his bike again.
“Good, because I’ve made enough to feed an army,” he said as he helped me up on his bike again.
I could feel my body thrilling, at the sight of him; tall and strong, his shoulders heaving, the muscles of his thighs moving swiftly as he threw his leg over his bike and sat down in front of me. I got a whiff of his masculine scent and my senses reeled. This was the sexiest man I had ever met, and I was going home with him.
Going home!
“Commando,” I said, just as he started his bike. I was hesitating to wrap my arms around his waist again.
“Ava,” he said, his head turning sideways to hear me better.
“What about the rule of your club? Big D told me that you guys are very strict about it. We shouldn’t be together. We shouldn’t be seen together,” I said and immediately regretted my decision to say anything. Weren’t things great the way they were? What more could I have wanted? Me saying this could possibly have ruined the night.
“Elwood knows. I told him,” he said and I felt that tingling in my fingertips again.
“Elwood?” I said and recalled that flashing smile he had given me as I left the bar that night.
“Yeah, he’s my father and he’s the President of the Club,” Commando told me and I bit down on my lip, trying to suppress a happy smile. He had told his father about us! I didn’t want to start harboring false hopes that this could actually mean something to him…that this was more than just fun for him. But he had told his father about us!
“Now hold on tight, princess, this is going to be a fast ride. I don’t want the spaghetti getting cold,” he said and I wrapped my arms around him, leaning my face tenderly on his back.
I was just realizing now, that this big strong man, who belonged to a hard motorcycle club and sometimes returned at night with his knuckles bruised and bleeding…had spent all evening cooking me spaghetti.
Chapter 24
Commando
There was some sauce on the sides of Ava’s mouth and I reached for her. She was in the middle of laughing, but stopped when she saw my hand moving towards her. With my thumb, I wiped the sauce slowly from the corners of her lips and then slid my finger over her glossy bottom lip. Plump and red and delicious. That was what she was. Ava’s green eyes were glowing in the dim light of the table lamp. We were sitting on the floor of the kitchen, eating our spaghetti messily from bowls.
She had been telling me the story of how she lost her first cellphone, the one she’d bought with her hard earned allowance. How upset and furious she was about it…and I couldn’t do anything else but stare at her.
“Reminds me of that scene from the Lady and the Tramp,” Ava said, when I pulled my fingers away.
“Isn’t that what we are? You’re a lady,” I said, in a drowsy voice. My cock was in attention now, taking note of her slender, curvaceous body. There was a dimness in Ava’s eyes and she half smiled at me.
“You’re no tramp,” she said and I leaned forward, the bowl crashing out of my hands on the floor. I caught her face in my hands and I kissed her. My tongue slipped into her mouth and Ava moaned seductively. My tongue teased her, darting and retreating and then tangling with hers again. My hands rose upwards, weaving through her fiery red hair. I just couldn’t get enough of her yet.
I broke away from her. Her back pressed against a bottom cabinet in my matchbox sized kitchen, and I left a wet trail down her chin, her neck, till my teeth were tugging at the buttons of her tight blue shirt. They came undone easily, exposing her white lace bra, which I stared at them for a few moments, admiring her milky pale breasts.
Ava weaved her fingers through my hair as I reached for her nipples, tugging her bra aside. Her nipples turned into stiff wet points as I sucked them, taking turns. Ava purred and wriggled, jutting her hips towards me. So I complied, I wasn’t going to hold back from giving her what she wanted. My hand slipped in under her jeans and I reached for her pussy. She was wet already and I stroked her, her clit…feeling my fingers slide in and out of her warm throbbing entrance.
I kissed her mouth again, pushing her into position so that she was lying on the floor now. I covered her with my body, while my cock pushed up against her, our clothes acting as barrier. Right there. Fuck. I rocked and rolled on that spot as she widened her legs invitingly. I wanted to take it slow this time, really appreciate her beauty, admire what she was capable of doing to my senses.
I nibbled at her earlobes now, while my fingers played with her nipples. I nearly exploded, right in my jeans, when she started circling her hips against me. I wanted to prolong my orgasm. I wanted to watch her come instead. Ava reached for me hungrily when I pulled away.
“Commando…” she breathed my name through her pants. Her red mouth, still sticky with the spaghetti sauce, was hanging open. My hands traced the shape of her curves, her torso, the dip of her flat belly and then her tight jeans.
Sitting on my knees between her outstretched thighs, I undid the buttons of her pants. Ava arched her back, throwing her head back, thrusting her bare breasts towards me.
“Good girl,” I said, as I started rolling her jeans down her legs. She was wearing matching lace panties, which were dripping wet now and I did away with them too.
Her nipples were pink and fresh and yearning for me, and I reached for them again, squeezing them tightly and she winced. Then I lowered myself down, leveling my face with her tight pleading pussy. My arms remained outstretched, gently teasing her nipples and I breathed hot hair on her wet pussy. I knew she liked it because she wriggled under me.
My tongue reached for her folds, and she whimpered. My mouth sucked in her juices, just as my tongue slid into her.
“Oh my God!” she moaned and her body quaked with the sensation. I smiled as I sucked on her, my tongue lapping up her juices and then diving deep inside her.
“I can’t…please, I can’t…this is amazing,” she was panting as she tried to speak, fumbling with her words as I started fucking her pussy with my mouth. She tasted salty and delicious and she tightened her thighs around my face. I loved watching her like this. I could have spent all night making her feel good.
I shook my head wildly, my tongue darting in and out of her sweet spot. My fingers tweaked and played with her nipples, my arms stretching tightly over the length of her. I could feel her body quivering. She was hurtling in top speed towards the edge. She held on to my hair, bunching up and letting go of it as she tried to slow down her orgasm.
But when I tasted her sweet juices seeping out, filling my mouth with her cum, I knew that she hadn’t been able to stop it. Ava screamed as she came, and I kept my tongue there, pushing in and out of her. Her pussy tightened for a few moments and then relaxed again. It wasn’t over. This was never going to be over. For the first time in my life, I cared about how a woman felt and I was going to take full advantage of that.
I slowed the pounding of my tongue into her, but only for a few moments…before I started again. Her clit was swollen with desire, her pussy dripping with the juices I was continuously lapping up.
I broke away from her, and looked straight into her glazed eyes.
“Commando, please, please fuck me,” she pleaded, reaching for my chest. She was feeling the coarseness of my muscles, my abs…
“Not with my cock. Not tonight. Tonight is all about you, princess,” I said with a grin and then, when she was least expecting it, I thrust three fingers into her. My thumb took charge of her clit. Ava screamed out again. She was exhausted, her eyes were drowsy with sleep. She was already satisfied, but I wanted to see her face when she came again.
Picking up speed, my fingers dove in and out of her, while my thumb kept her clit swollen and ready for round too. Ava moaned and whimpered, her head crashing from side to si
de as she tried to control another orgasm. Her breasts shook and bounced as I slid my fingers in and out of her. Her back was arched, her head pressed awkwardly against the cabinet door while I plowed into her.
Her face was scrunched up, her cheeks were red with pleasure, her lips were parted and she was going to come again.
“Come for me, princess,” I groaned in a deep voice, just as she erupted again. This time she shrieked, her body jerking upwards and I kept my fingers inside her. In and out in deep swift motion till she was coming again, all over my hands. Her red hair was pasted messily over her face, her skin glistening with sweat as I made her come. This one lasted longer, her body shuddering in waves of pleasure. She might have come a third time, I couldn’t tell.
All I cared about was watching her, the way her face tightened, the way her mouth hung open. She had no worries, no cares…all she was doing, was living in the moment of her beautiful orgasm. And I had done it. I was the one responsible for making her feel this way. This sweet, innocent girl was a slave to my fingers and she came, dripping juices all over my hands.
Ava fell back on the floor, her eyes shutting close with exhaustion. I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and then brought them to my lips, before licking her sticky juices off. Ava moaned with satisfaction and then I watched a smile spread on her face.
“Sleep well, princes,” I leaned over to whisper in her ear. She moaned again in response and then rolled over and threw an arm around my neck.
I had no choice but to lie down with her, on my kitchen floor, cradling her in my arms. I was exhausted as well, but I spent a few minutes listening to her peaceful breathing as she slept.
I would do anything to keep this woman safe.
I would do anything to make sure she slept sound and safe like this every night.
And most of all, I would do nothing to hurt her.
Chapter 25
Ava
I got in! Despite how ill prepared I thought I was for the entrance exam, I actually made it into the Vet Tech course! The results were out within three days of the exam, and I was over the moon with happiness.
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