by Sam Crescent
“What happened for you and Tiny to start fighting?” she asked.
There had to be more to the story. Tiny wasn’t the kind of man who started a fight just for the sheer joy of it.
“I need to go and identify the body,” Devil said. “She had two identities strapped to her body. I need to go and prove who she is.”
“Then you need to take me?”
“No, I wasn’t going to let you get involved with this. You don’t need to see her.”
“It’s bad, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Kayla was badly beaten and raped. The cop warned me it’s not a pretty sight. I don’t want you to see her that way.” Devil stroked her head.
“When do we go and see her?” she asked.
“Lex?”
“No, don’t Lex me. I’m not going to let you keep this from me. I need to know that she’s dead.” Lexie sat up, pushing his hand out of the way and then drawing it to her lips. “I love you, Devil, but this is something I need to do.”
“You know I hate you going through this.” He glanced at her before turning back to look at the road.
“You’re going to have to learn that you can’t keep everything away from me.”
She rested her head on her hand as she stared out of the window. It was late, she was getting tired, and she felt gross from throwing up.
“I love you, baby,” he said.
“I love you, too.” She leaned closer to him, resting her head against his jacket. “So, how did that start a fight with you and Tiny?”
“You don’t let go of anything, do you?”
“I need to know everything for when Eva calls.”
“I wouldn’t expect her call if I was you. Tiny’s known for being a pussy when it comes to falling out.” Devil looked straight ahead. She saw his jaw clench.
“You’ve been through a lot together. You can’t just let him throw all that away because of a disagreement.” She closed her eyes, sucking on the mint. The masculine scent of him swamped her.
“I told him I had to come home, and he told me I couldn’t leave,” Devil said.
“What?”
“You heard me. I told him I had to go to Piston County to deal with Kayla and all the shit storm it was going to stir up. Tiny got pissed. Told me I couldn’t just leave when I’m the one responsible for him being involved in this shit with Curse bringing Gonzalez to us. He seems to forget that Gonzalez would have gone after him either way.”
Lexie thought about what he said. “He kind of has a point,” she said.
“What? You’re taking his side?”
Pulling away from him, she held her hands up in surrender. “Jeez, no. Whenever you’ve gone to help him, Tiny has never once backed away from any fight. Look at it from his perspective. A guy he doesn’t know broke into his house and was about to take his woman. Then his friend gets a call and you were already running out the door. I can see why he got pissed. This was Curse’s and your fault, not his.” She ran her hands down her thighs. “I don’t give a shit what’s going on between the two of you. I like Eva, and I’m not going to stop talking to her just because you and Tiny have thrown your pacifier out.”
There, she said her peace. She only hoped the two men could get past this little spat, otherwise there was never going to be anymore Skulls and Chaos Bleeds barbeques or picnics.
****
She saw it from Tiny’s point of view.
What kind of shit was that? Devil glanced at his wife as she stared out of the window. He knew she liked Tiny and the crew. Falling out with The Skulls wasn’t going to be good for future problems. Letting out a sigh, he left his boys to go home while he took Lexie and his kids home.
Piston County was eerily silent. He wasn’t fooled. Somewhere Gonzalez was sleeping in his warm bed, waiting to cause all kinds of chaos.
Pulling into the front of his house, he turned off the engine. Lexie climbed out of the car as Death pulled into the drive.
“I thought I’d help you out,” Death said.
“You’re sticking around to make sure we’re not attacked, aren’t you?” Lexie asked.
Death looked toward him, and he gave him the nod. “Yeah, I am.”
Lexie didn’t say anything. She pulled out his son, Josh, while Devil picked up Elizabeth leaving Simon for Death. Opening the door to his home, Devil withdrew his gun and stared around him. His woman brushed past him, turning on lights as she walked upstairs.
“Babe, you’ve got to be careful,” Devil said, pissed.
“Whizz did the security of this place. If anyone broke in, he’d have been alerted to it. I don’t care what kind of shit is going on between you and Tiny, he wouldn’t risk a woman and kids.” She started to walk upstairs. “Bring them to their room.”
“Devil, she’s pissed at you.”
“No, she’s pissed at having to have a bodyguard. She doesn’t think it’s healthy for the kids.” Devil watched her ass in the dress she wore. The outline showed she wasn’t wearing any panties. His cock responded to the sight.
“Are you taking the downstairs bedroom?” Devil asked.
“Sure.” Both men walked upstairs. “After I deliver him to Lex I’ll go and shut everything up.”
Nodding, Devil entered the main bedroom where Lexie kept all the kids when they were under threat. She didn’t like the thought of having to run from different rooms, so she kept them all together, under lock and key.
He hated the fact she had to do this. Putting Elizabeth in bed, he tucked the blanket around her. She mumbled and turned over going back to sleep. Once all three were in bed, Death had already disappeared downstairs, leaving them alone.
Closing the gate and locking the door, Lexie turned on the monitor that had a camera inside the room. Protection of his kids was important to him.
“I’m going to jump in the shower,” she said.
“I’ll go and make you a hot chocolate.”
She nodded. He didn’t stop her from walking away from him. Walking downstairs, he found Death standing at the backdoor, keying in the security code. “She was right. No one had entered the house. Whizz called to let us know the house was fine.”
“I wonder if he went behind Tiny’s back or if that was a direct order from him.”
“I don’t care where he got it from. What’s going on is horse shit.” Death took a seat at the counter as Devil started to pour milk into a pan.
He didn’t know how to do anything else other than hot chocolate.
“Will you do me one?” Death asked.
Glaring at one of his members, Devil shook his head. “I do this for my woman.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone that you’ve been in the kitchen serving your woman. It’ll give you a bad reputation.”
Chuckling, Devil added another cup full of milk to the pan. “This always helps Lex when she’s pregnant.” During her pregnancy with Josh, she’d gotten so ill and tired that she left him panicked. Part of him was happy that she was pregnant while another part was petrified. Early stages of pregnancy didn’t suit Lex all that well.
He loved it when she was rounded and swelling with his kid. Her tits were fuller as well, but listening to her vomit and seeing her in pain and tired out didn’t thrill him one bit.
“So what happens now?” Death asked.
Looking through the cupboards, Devil found the sugar and chocolate chips. “Lex knows about Kayla. She won’t let me go without her, so I’m going to be taking her down to the morgue tomorrow. Someone needs to keep an eye on the kids. I’m not having them waiting in the car while we’re dealing with the real shit.”
“Phoebe and Vincent will take them. Do you think it’s sensible for Lex to go and see the body?”
Devil added in the sugar and chocolate. He removed his jacket before he started to stir. “I don’t know. She’s not going to give me a chance to refuse her.”
“We don’t know what Kayla looks like now. She could seriously upset your woman, give her nightmares.”
“That happens then Gonzalez is on borrowed time. I don’t give a fuck about whatever plan Tiny and The Skulls have. I’ll take Gonzalez out myself.”
Turning the heat down so the milk wouldn’t spoil, he turned to look at Death.
“What do you expect me to do? Keep her here and tie her to the bed?”
“If it will work, why not?” Death asked.
“You can tell you’ve got a selection of pussy to lose yourself in.” Devil wasn’t going to risk Lexie crushing his balls just because he didn’t want her to see her sister’s body.
Death chuckled. “Are you jealous?”
“Not at all. You can have all the pussy in the world, but you don’t know how hot and tight Lex is.” Death stopped laughing. “My woman and no other man between her thighs. Think about it, Death, you’re trusting a woman who’s fucked many men. I know the only cum I’m following is my own.”
The sick look on Death’s face made Devil laugh.
“Do you see why I advise for all of my men to wear a rubber with the club whores?”
Nodding, Death cleared his throat.
Pouring the hot chocolate into the cups, Devil handed one to Death. “Enjoy it and take care.”
Leaving the man behind, he took the two mugs upstairs. Entering his bedroom, he saw that Lexie hadn’t returned from the shower. Putting the mugs onto the drawer beside the bed, he opened the bathroom door.
He saw her washing soap out of her hair as she stared up at the shower. Devil was tempted to join her. Deciding to give her some space he walked back into the bedroom and tugged his shirt over his head. Removing his rings and neck chain, he placed them on her dresser. He saw the scents and creams she liked to wear. Watching her rub lotion all over her body always turned him on.
Removing his jeans, he took a seat on the bed and took a swig of the hot chocolate. He didn’t do anything else well, but he made a good hot chocolate.
As he stared across the room, the picture of him and Tiny together at the barbeque over two years ago caught his eye. They weren’t wearing any of their cuts. Lexie had caught them together. Devil held a pair of food tongs while Tiny held a beer in his hand. He didn’t like the thought of either of them losing that.
Grabbing his cell phone, he opened it up and pressed down to find Tiny’s number. He hovered over the number for several seconds then closed the phone, cursing. No, he wouldn’t phone the bastard. What was done was done.
Taking another sip of his drink, he was caught by the picture again. What the fuck had happened to them?
He forced himself to look away toward another photo. This one was of him with Lexie. She hated the picture as her hair was matted from sweat and she held their son in her hands. He got Judi to take the picture while he sat on the hospital bed with his arms around his woman and new son. She had given birth an hour before and looked tired.
Every time he looked at it, he was brought down to earth by the beauty of her. Lexie was strong on the inside and out. She’d put up with a lot of shit from him.
Running fingers through his hair, he moved over to the pictures of his kids and several of him with Lexie. She really did like to take her photos. The house was covered in pictures of the club and family. Not that he had anything to complain about.
The shower turned off, and Lexie appeared in the bedroom.
“You made me your hot chocolate?” she asked.
“Yeah.” Putting his own cup on the drawer top, he offered her up some of his own kind of medicine. She took the cup from him.
He watched the appreciation on her face as she took a sip.
“Delicious.”
“I live to serve my woman.”
She took another few sips before handing him back the cup. He watched her move away, bending over to dry her hair.
Her ass called to him, making him ache. It had been too long since he’d been inside her.
You fucked her this morning.
Still, he’d come to understand that once with Lexie was never enough. She walked toward her vanity table and started to brush her hair. “Where’s Death?” she asked.
“He’s taken the bedroom downstairs for us.”
She wasn’t showing yet, but it was in the early weeks of her pregnancy.
“Are we ever going to have a normal year when shit doesn’t happen or cause problems?” she asked.
“I don’t know, baby. I wish I could promise you that life is going to get back to normal, but I can’t promise you shit.”
Devil watched her sigh. The long length of her brown hair flowed down her back, surrounding her. He loved winding her hair around his fist as he fucked into her from behind.
“I know. I hope Judi and the others are doing okay.”
“Drop the towel,” he said. He stroked his cock as he looked at her. Talking about other women and men was no longer on his mind. Death was on watch in case anything bad happened. He wanted to fuck his woman before he didn’t get the chance when shit really hit the fan.
“Devil?”
“I served you my signature hot chocolate. Drop the towel and show me the body I own and love.”
“You served me hot chocolate as a kind of blackmail?”
“You’ve got it, baby. You know I love watching you get naked.”
“It’s late.”
“And I’m horny, Lex. Don’t make me wait.” He fisted his cock, waiting. If he had to he’d strip her naked himself.
She shook her head, chuckling. “You’re bad.”
“You always knew there was a reason they called me Devil.”
Lexie fingered the corner of her towel, teasing him.
“Come on, Lex, stop testing me before I take over.”
He heard her giggle, and the towel dropped to the floor, revealing her creamy tanned skin. Her tits and pussy were still the palest color as he didn’t allow her to go completely naked.
His cock thickened even more at the sight of her.
“Turn around and bend over.”
She rolled her eyes at him, turning away.
Watching her bend over and show off her slick cunt, sent the pleasure within him into overdrive.
“Fuck, baby, you’re beautiful.”
He climbed off the bed, walking toward her. She stood up as he caught her around the waist. Pulling her close, he slammed his lips down on hers. He pressed his tongue inside, stroking along her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Please, Devil,” she said, crying out.
Kissing down her neck, he sucked on her pulse needing to mark her body. She turned her head to the side as he sucked her flesh in deep.
Devil ran his hands down her body, spreading her legs open to cup her pussy. She was soaking wet. Sliding his fingers through her slit, he touched her clit, stroking the swollen nub.
She shook in his arms, quivering from the pleasure.
“That’s right, baby. Open up for me.” He stopped sucking on her neck long enough to whisper the words against her flesh.
“Please.”
“You’re going to wait to come. I want to play first.” Turning her to the bed, he dropped her on the edge and sank down in front of her.
Lexie opened her thighs for him to see her cream coating the lips of her sex. The scent of her met his nostrils. She was musky, and the smell made his mouth water for a taste of her.
“Lie back. I’m going to eat this pretty pussy before I do anything else.”
Slowly, she lay back against the bed. Gripping the thickness of her thighs, he leaned down and slid his tongue from the entrance of her cunt all the way up to circle her clit.
She jerked off the bed. Moving one hand to her stomach, he kept her down while he worked her clit. He circled, flicked, and sucked the bud into his mouth before going down to plunge his tongue inside her.
“Fuck, Devil.” She cried out, moaning between each flick of his tongue. He wasn’t going to give up until he heard her scream in orgasm.
Drawing her to the edge of the bed, he soa
ked his fingers in her leaking cream, pushing the slickened digits to her tight asshole.
She gasped as he pressed one finger to her anus.
The tight muscles refused to let him inside, but he was never willing to take no for an answer.
Within seconds he was working first one then a second digit into her ass.
“Fuck me, Devil, please.”
Flicking her clit, he pumped into her ass waiting for her to come.
“No, I need you inside me. Please, Devil, fuck me.”
Pulling away from her body, he wiped his fingers on the towel. Climbing on the bed, he didn’t give her a chance to get away from him. Gripping his cock, he slid the naked tip through her wet slit. When he was slick with her cream, he pushed the tip to her entrance and slammed inside.
Devil cut off her screams by pressing a hand to her mouth to keep her quiet.
“There’s only so much noise the kids will sleep through,” he said, smiling. He loved making her scream and worked hard to get what he wanted.
Slowly, he withdrew from her body, glancing down to see his cock reappear.
“Don’t,” she said.
Giving her what she wanted, he rammed back inside. Over and over, he fucked her tight, hot cunt. Lexie wrapped her arms around him as he drove them both to the edge of bliss. Kissing her lips, Devil sucked on her tongue before licking along her lips.
She moaned. Her nails scored the flesh of his back. He didn’t mind if she marked him. Wearing her mark gave him deep pleasure.
“I’m going to come,” she said.
“Then come all over my dick and I’ll follow you.”
She didn’t fight him. Her pussy tightened around him as her orgasm claimed her. Capturing her mouth, he swallowed down her moans.
His own orgasm took him by surprise. Thrusting into her one final time, he felt his cock jerk and his seed pulse inside her cunt. Closing his eyes, he pulled away from the kiss and dropped his head to her neck.
Gasping for breath, he held onto Lexie tight.
This was the one thing he never wanted to sacrifice. He hated what Tiny had done, but he couldn’t let anything happen to Lexie. She was his reason for living, his soul, and losing her would send him straight to hell.
Chapter Thirteen