Halligan To My Axe (The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC Book 2)

by Lani Lynn Vale

  “Holy shit,” Adeline breathed as she watched Radar take down the first teen, followed closely by the second.

  Radar was a fast dog.

  He could run twice the speed of a person, without being winded.

  “Yeah,” I agreed as Trance caught up to the two teens and Radar, calling the dog off instantly.

  Trance cuffed them, leaving them on their stomachs.

  Radar sat and watched as Trance was once again got on the radio.

  Two hours later found Trance, Sebastian, Silas and me standing outside my place discussing today’s events.

  “What the fuck happened?” Silas asked as I watched Adeline go into my apartment and shut the door.

  My eyes went from the door, to the charred remains of Adeline’s apartment.

  “Meth lab. The two I arrested were cooking it when I showed up. From what I can figure out, I interrupted them in the process. From what they told me, they bailed out the back deciding it would be best to torch the place instead of leaving evidence behind. I’d just walked back to the cruiser to call it in when it exploded.” Trance explained.

  I nodded. “Matches up to what Adeline had to say earlier. She said she went down there and knocked on the door because she kept smelling chemicals coming up from her bathroom. When the smells got worse, after she confronted them, she called the police.”

  Trance looked down at his boots as if contemplating whether to say anything, but he finally worked through whatever it was and spoke, making me feel a rage I’d never experienced before course through me

  “Those two boys weren’t the only ones there. The other boy was the grandkid to the old guy that died in the apartment. That kid’s nowhere to be seen. Either he was in there when they blew it up, or was somewhere else while the other two kids waited for a chance to get to their car. Anyway, the two kids were spouting their mouths off about ‘some bitch paying,’ while I was questioning them. How she’d ‘get her due.’ I’d guess that was Adeline.”

  “Fuck,” Sebastian growled.

  “Do we know whether they were selling it all this time from the apartment, or whether this is a new thing?” Silas asked Trance.

  Trance shook his head. “I don’t know. They clammed up about the time the other cops got there and I had to call Radar off. They weren’t very helpful after that.”

  “It was new. I’ve never seen that car before today. It’s right behind where Adeline normally parks, and I’ve kept an eye open after the old guy died. Plus, Adeline’s never noticed the smell before today. She would’ve said something, or done something like she did today.”

  My mind was whirling. Was Adeline in danger?

  “Alright, well I need to get Radar back home and fed. My head is fucking pounding and I have to be at the school tomorrow with Radar for a drug search.” Trance said as he walked to his police issued SUV and let Radar inside.

  He started the vehicle before coming back and offering a bag. “I called Viddy earlier and had a patrolman stop by her house for these. You might want to have Adeline call her so she doesn’t do anything stupid like come over here at midnight.”

  I took the bag and gripped Trance’s forearm before giving him a half hug and a smack on the back. “Thanks man. I’ll catch you tomorrow.”

  After Trance left, Sebastian and Silas waited until the tail lights of Trance’s vehicle disappeared before offering their own goodbyes.

  “Alright, man. We’re gonna head out. Let us know if you need anything. We’ll have church tomorrow evening and discuss this problem. We’ll figure this out.” Silas said solemnly.

  I nodded in thanks. “See y’all tomorrow.”

  The sound of their engines followed me into my house as I closed the door quietly.

  After a quick search of the living room and kitchen, I was all the way to the hallway before I realized I heard the shower running. That meant that Adeline was naked, and slippery, and wet. There was just one single flimsy door between us.

  Forgetting all about the bag of her clothes in my hand, I all but ran into my bathroom and slammed the door closed.

  I was yanking at my clothes the next moment all the while trying to convince myself that bombarding her in the shower, after she nearly died in an explosion, probably wouldn’t work out so great for me.

  Instead, I stepped into a shower that was just this side of too hot, and scrubbed myself vigorously with my washrag, scraping hard to get the ingrained smoke smell out of my skin.

  Scrubbing my skin after a fire was nothing new to me, but having someone in the shower just a few dozen feet away, was. Running those silky hands all over her body led me to scrubbing harder than normal to get my mind out of the other shower and into my own.

  I felt it when the water pressure changed signaling the end of Adeline’s shower, and I sent a thankful prayer up to the heavens that I didn’t have to think about the water droplets running down her chest, curving around her nipples, down to her navel, and disappearing between her legs.

  Somehow, I found myself stroking my dick without conscious thought, and only became aware of it when there was a soft, hesitant knock on my door.

  So soft that I wasn’t sure I actually heard it.

  Moving the curtain to the side, I kept my hand on my dick, moving it slowly and kept my eyes on the door while listening intently.

  The knock came again.

  “Need somethin’?” I called out.

  I hadn’t expected her to open the door. Hadn’t expected her to walk right in. In a towel no less.

  Even so, she did, and caught a load of my hand stroking my raging erection.

  I didn’t know who was more surprised, her or me, but I kept slowly stroking, and she kept staring.

  “I...I needed some clothes.” She stuttered.

  I let my dick go and pointed to the bag I’d brought into the bathroom with me.

  She reluctantly pulled her eyes away from my cock, and looked over to find the bag that was sitting on the ground beside the hamper behind the door.

  Which meant she had to come in further, close the door, and bend over.

  Which she did.

  Forgetting that she was wearing a towel the size of a dishrag, meant when she bent down to retrieve the bag, I got a good look at her pretty pussy.

  Pretty, bare pussy.

  And I was lost.

  Fuck it. I never claimed to be a good man anyway.

  In a bound and a leap, I was out of the shower pressing Adeline up against the wall with my big, wet body.

  She squealed in surprise, but didn’t fight one bit when I plastered her body up against the wall with my own, and plucked at her now exposed nipples.

  “Kettle,” she breathed. “We shouldn’t be doing this right here. I want to see you the first time.”

  Not, we shouldn’t be doing this at all, but we shouldn’t be doing this here.

  “How about the bed?” I rasped, rubbing my stubbled jaw down her shoulder and back up again.

  Then I worked my cock over the crack of her ass, rubbing gently as my fingers started to roam.

  “That’s perfect,” she growled. “Just do it now. I’m dying.”

  Wasting no time, I gathered her up, carrying her with her back against my chest, out of the bathroom and onto my bedroom.

  Unceremoniously, I tossed her onto the bed and watched her bounce twice before I followed her.

  The position she happened to be in was on her back, which worked out since she wanted to see. But I would’ve started on the back first if that was how she landed.

  “Jesus, you’ve got the greatest nipples I’ve ever seen.” I groaned, before I pulled one turgid nub into my mouth and sucked. Hard.

  Her body arched off the bed, leaning forward as if to feed me more, or to follow my mouth as I leaned back some, allowing the nipple to slip free of my mouth with a soft, wet pop.

  She cried out at the loss of sensation, but I wasn’t done.

  I qu
ickly seized the other, sucking voraciously until she was moaning for more.

  After a few more languid sucks, I released her nipple with another pop, and looked at my handy work.

  Her nipples, already darker in color than most I’d seen, were now flushed a darker shade due to the blood rushing to the surface, and the tips that had been pebbled before were now hard enough to be painful.

  “Jesus, you are so fucking hot. I can’t wait to feel you around my cock.” I groaned as I descended her body, letting my tongue out to play at her belly button, and then moved down further to her bare pussy, with not a single hair in sight.

  “I think I might be jealous of whoever does this for you,” I observed, as I ran my tongue languidly down the crease of her outer lips.

  “Me,” she breathed out shakily. “It’s me who does it.”

  “So how do you reach all the way back here?” I asked reaching my tongue back as far as I could, just barely brushing past her perineum and into the forbidden area.

  She didn’t flinch from the intrusion, only shivered. “Mirror.”

  Her entrance was wet, and when I finally parted her outer lips to my hungry eyes, I couldn’t resist sinking my stiffened tongue into her weeping entrance.

  The flavor that met my tongue wasn’t like anything I’d ever tasted before.

  Sure, I’d given plenty of attention to women’s pussies over time, but none of them had tasted sweet like this. So creamy. Like honey on my tongue.

  “Oh, God,” she groaned. “You haven’t even touched my-”

  I leaned forward so my face was buried. The tip of my nose hit her clit while I fucked her with my tongue, alternating the speed with slow short thrusts at first, and then burying my tongue as far as it could go, making her detonate.

  If my hair weren’t so short, her desperate fingers would’ve latched on and ripped it out by the roots. Instead, she just grabbed onto my ears, and pulled me closer until I couldn’t breathe without inhaling her.

  Not that I’d have it any other way.

  Death by Adeline’s pussy sounded nice.

  Once her orgasm was over, she collapsed on the bed, arms and legs going limp allowing me to stand up fully and head back to the bathroom for a condom.

  My thick dick bobbed with each languid movement, and she watched the entire show with hooded, lazy eyes, licking her lips as if what she saw made her want more.

  Her eyes lowered down to the foiled wrapper in my hands, and then back up to my face.

  “What’s that?” She asked breathily.

  My eyes tipped down to the condom and back up again.

  “Condom,” I said ripping into the foil. “I’m allergic to latex though, which is why I have to buy the ones in the shiny package.”

  “Oh,” she said. “I thought it meant that your penis was so ginormous that you had to buy the king sized packaging.”

  I didn’t tell her that they were the large size, finding that it freaked women out at first when presented with my dick.

  When I’d lost my virginity in high school, I hadn’t been aware it was even big until the girl I’d tried to have sex with left crying because I’d ‘ripped her a new one,’ according to her, making my dick size a hard subject to broach.

  I was 6’4 though; it was to be expected.

  Rolling the condom with little effort, I brought Adeline’s hips to the side of the bed, allowing her legs to hang over both of my arms as I pressed my hard cock up against her entrance.

  “You ready?” I asked, pressing in slightly.

  She bit her lip and moaned, tilting her hips up in answer, taking more of me than I’d intended to give just yet.

  “Yes,” she growled, wiggling her hips as she tried to get more. “Now, fuck me already. I won’t break.”

  I stayed her hips with my hands, and started pressing forward before withdrawing.

  She hissed when she felt me withdraw, but I didn’t want to hurt her.

  Working myself in slowly, and withdrawing to smooth the way, I sank inside of her, balls deep, and stilled, evaluating her eyes and body language to make sure I wasn’t hurting her in any way.

  When all I read in her body was need, I withdrew all the way, until the tip of my condom-covered dick kissed the rim of her entrance, and drove in hard.

  Her tits bounced with my first thrust, drawing my attention from her face, and I leaned down to capture one stiff tip into my mouth and sucking with each thrust of my hips.

  Her body arched off the bed; the new position allowed me to go deeper than I had been only moments before.

  “God, I knew you’d feel good around me. Your hot pussy feels so right,” I ground through my teeth, pumping hard.

  With each subsequent thrust, my balls slapped against her ass, and her tits bounced.

  One breast was shining from my earlier attention, so I bent down and gave the other one the same consideration.

  Adeline’s sharp nails dug into the side of my neck, causing me to growl and pull roughly away from her nipple.

  “I’m so close,” she whimpered.

  Her face was the perfect picture of pleasure as I ramped up my thrusts, only withdrawing part way before drilling myself forward, burying my dick so deep that it pressed against the entrance to her womb.

  She cried out louder and louder with each thrust until it became one long scream as she came hard, clamping down like a fist on my cock.

  “Oh, fuck!” I roared as the orgasm that was just playing at the base of my dick shot forward, propelling me into a new reality where I saw stars. “Jesus,” I said, grinding my dick into her as the walls of her pussy contracted and released around me, coaxing my orgasm into new and untried lengths.

  Long minutes, or maybe only seconds, later, I peeled my eyes open to find myself collapsed on top of Adeline.

  Her legs dangled off the side of the bed near mine; my head was resting on the comforter just to the side of her own.

  “I think you killed me with pleasure,” she wheezed.

  I propped myself up on my elbows before looking into her eyes and responding. “That’s okay, I think you might have killed me too. Those pussy walls of yours nearly clamped my dick off.”

  She grimaced. “Pussy is such a naughty word.”

  I laughed and disengaged my softening cock from her body before walking to the bathroom and disposing of the condom.

  When I got back, she was still in the same position I’d left her in, and I laughed. “You weren’t joking about that killing you thing, were you? Do you need a little help?”

  “I need one of those life alert buttons. Do you think they get a lot of calls from people that have had sex and can’t get up?”

  I laughed. “Actually, I haven’t had one of those yet. It’ll have to be put on my EMS bucket list.”

  “Glad I could be of service,” she said tiredly.

  I moved Adeline until her head was resting on a pillow, and rolled her upwards until I could yank the comforter out from under her.

  Once she was where I desired her to be, I set the alarm on my phone to six a.m. and settled my tired body in the bed beside her.

  “I’m beat,” I said as I gathered her limp body up and curled my own around hers.

  “Mmmm,” she agreed.

  Or at least I thought she agreed.

  “Night, Addy.” I said, kissing her on the neck behind her ear.

  “Night, Tiago.”

  I was going to regret her knowing my real name. I just knew it.

  Chapter 7

  That moment when your woman asks you if her butt looks big.

  -Kettle explaining one of his worst fears.

  Kettle

  I watched from the doorway as Adeline fell backwards on the bed, shimmied her hips, thrust upwards, jumped up and down, and finally got the pants she was trying to pull up over her hips.

  Then she stood, squatted low to the ground while holding on to the waist of the jeans and bent forwar
d, before she gathered a deep breath, sucked in, and then buttoned the jeans.

  “That thing’s not going to pop off and nail someone in the eye, is it?” I asked dryly.

  Adeline collapsed backward on the bed, panting slightly before answering. “It would serve that bitch right. I can’t believe she gave me these jeans. I haven’t fit into these since I graduated from college. We used to fight over them constantly.”

  She stood and walked carefully towards me before collapsing into my arms.

  I caught her easily enough, supporting her weight with my arms as I walked her backward to the bed and let us both fall.

  She bounced with me, landing in a heap with the corner of the comforter covering her face.

  She didn’t remove it, and I waited for a good ten seconds as I ground my hips into hers before realizing that she didn’t plan on moving it.

  Sighing, I reached up and flipped the blanket off her face to find a smile on her lips with her eyes closed.

  “I’m not into paper-bagging my women.” I quipped.

  “Paper bagging?” She asked, looping her arms around my neck.

  “Yeah, covering their faces as I fuck them.” I teased.

  She scowled, leaned forward, and bit me on the neck.

  Her pointy little teeth sank slightly in without breaking the skin, causing me to jerk in reaction.

  “Hey,” I said, tickling her.

  She started laughing. “Uncle! Uncle! Stop!” She squealed.

  I stopped reluctantly and started to move off her when she wrapped her legs around my hips, causing me to still. “Yes?”

  “I need to make a stop somewhere before you take me to school.” She said, running her fingers along my bearded jaw.

  I raised my arm and glanced at the watch on my wrist before looking back at her. “You don’t have time to stop anywhere and get there before eight.”

  She shrugged. “I’m always late. They wouldn’t know what to do with me if I wasn’t late.”

  I laughed and stood up, taking her with me.

  “Get your shoes on,” I said, enforcing the demand with a quick slap to her ass.

  She dropped her legs from around my waist and laughed before turning and heading to the bathroom.

  Her ass looked great in the jeans, which was no surprise since they were so tight she had to wiggle and squirm to get into them. I just hoped she didn’t rip them in the middle of class or something. I couldn’t even make out a panty line.