Legion of Guardians: (Book 1-5)

by Xyla Turner

  The big man squeezed my neck harder almost like he wanted to snap it. Then he bit out, “How long you going to let those angels call the fucking shots? They come to our club, shoot you in the leg and you let it rock. Now this bitch comes in our club, fucks up our shit, and you’re just going to let it go. Fuck that. I’m taking payment on her pussy, ass and mouth for as long as I want. This bitch is going to pay up.”

  Then he turned back around with me in hand and pushed me forward to the point that I fell to my knees on the dusty road.

  There were two distinct clicks and then a shot that had me diving back down to the ground. Face first. It was a gunshot and I knew the difference between a firecracker.

  Before I registered what was happening, something large fell beside me and when I turned, my first reaction was to jump back. There was a loud noise that pierced my ears but wouldn’t stop. Someone grabbed me and I realized it was me screaming that caused the sound.

  I started fighting the hands that grabbed me but then I heard, “It’s Slay. Shut up.”

  I stopped fighting but scooted away from him and saw the dead eyes staring back up at me. Bile rose up at the sight and I threw up the contents of my stomach on the ground next to where I sat.

  “Fuck, Avery.” Slay sighed and gathered me against him. “Let’s get the fuck outta here.”

  That’s when I heard the ramblings of a madman.

  “Tell those angels there’s more of that. Any of you that wanna cross me, I will put you down. Get her the fuck off my campus. Come back bitch and you’re dead like him.” The president was swinging his gun around at all of them. “Any fucking one. Disrespecting me like I’m some kind of bitch after I tried to build this club back up from its ashes. Tell me what you not gonna fucking do. Defy-fucking -me.”

  He was losing his shit but Slay was dragging my shaking body towards his bike.

  “Stupid fucker,” Slay muttered as he put me on the bike. “Degenerates. All of ‘em.”

  Once he climbed on, he turned to me and said, “Can you hold on?”

  My head nodded because I couldn’t speak. I felt nothing.

  Empty.

  And cold.

  Very cold.

  Absent-mindedly I held on to Slay as he drove me somewhere and I didn’t care, just as long as it was away from there.

  When his bike came to a stop, my head rose, and I saw I was at the Guardians’ compound. Slay disembarked from the bike and made his way to front door. After a knock or two, several men piled out and that was when the yelling started.

  “Where is she?” I heard a voice growl and as my eyes cleared I recognized it was Shiz in Slays face. Razor and Bronx were holding him back. He was moving like he was drunk.

  “No, I need to see her.” He was yelling wildly.

  “Not like this,” I heard Razor’s command. “Bronx.”

  Someone was walking towards me and I was too tired to even act like I cared who was coming. I really just wanted to take a shower and lie down.

  “Avery?” a man with a deep voice called. Making my eyes move up, I saw it was Apollo. “Darlin’ you alright?”

  My head shook in the negative because no words would leave me. My mental thoughts seemed to have shut down as I could not believe that I saw what I saw. Who would believe that? I just wanted to exact some vengeance and it led to a man dying. Literally, losing his life. No matter that I should be happy he was going to rape me in the worst ways. His dead eyes would haunt me or the fact that I put myself in that situation. My mom and dad would be pissed at me. Shit, even my knuckle-headed brother. But Shiz seemed almost distressed and his voice broken. I don’t know what Slay told him but I couldn’t bring myself to ask or even try to find out. I sat numbly on Slays’ bike and stared off.

  “Let’s get you home,” he said.

  Then just like Shiz, he scooped me up like I wasn’t a short butterball. He tucked me in a truck and drove off. By the time I arrived home, Dessy and Lori were there waiting for us.

  “Hey, she alright?” Lori asked Apollo.

  I didn’t catch his answer but I assumed it was a no because her eyes grew sad when she saw me. Dessy nabbed my keys from my purse and let us all in with me in Apollo’s arms.

  “Take her to the bathroom,” Lori instructed, and Apollo moved that way.

  “We got it from here,” Dessy said.

  They all exchanged looks, then nods and Apollo left.

  “Let’s get you outta these clothes,” Dessy said in a soft voice and I raised my arms to let her help me take off my shirt, then pants and underwear.

  Lori had a hot shower going and that’s where I leaned against the shower wall and let out the most heart-wrenching cry I had within me. It just erupted from the neverlands and I fell under the cloak of its relief. Pure unadulterated pain ran down the streams of water and into the abyss. I’m not sure if I calmed down or the water turned cold, but Dessy turned off the shower, wrapped me in a towel and helped me get into bed. Lori had candles and soft music playing and it was then that I fell asleep.

  What seemed like minutes but turned out to be hours later, I heard a deep familiar voice.

  “I’m fine. Dessy, I said I’m fine,” the voice said.

  “Let him through. Nobody gonna get between a man and his woman,” the gravelly voice interjected.

  “Des,” another deep voice chimed in. “Come here sweetheart.”

  “Bear?” she said in a warning tone. “We don’t know what happened to her. Anything. Slay said he didn’t know what happened before he arrived but he knows she saw someone get killed. She could have been sexually assaulted or anything. You didn’t hear her.”

  “Bear!!!” the first man’s voice called.

  “Desiree, get over here now. Ain’t nobody keeping you away from me. So move out the man’s way. Cause if I were him, I’d break that door down and dare anyone to stop me.” He flipped. Then he said, “Now.”

  Dessy must not have moved quick enough because I heard a scuffle, a slight yelp and then the door opened. I didn’t turn to see but felt his heat from under the covers.

  It was Shiz.

  There was a slight noise and then something dropped on the carpet. I heard a slight movement, weight on the bed, then the covers pulled back and heat hit my back.

  “Avery, you up?” a soft voice said in my ear as he pulled me against him with both arms wrapped around my neck and waist.

  “I’m here now,” he continued. “Swear I’m here and not leaving. Okay? Let you down, Avery. Won’t happen again.”

  His hold grew tighter, but I remained where I was; eyes closed, mind blank and heartbroken.

  10 Chapter 10

  SHIZ

  The notion that I should have stayed, ensured she was mine, hunt her down and not leave her to her own devices. That’s what I told her father even though it wasn’t then what it is now.

  I had feelings for her.

  Nobody but her.

  My heart ached and the thought of not being with her hurt more than I could have imagined. Which is why I got so drunk. I rarely got tossed like that. Well not pissy drunk and of all the fucking days and the goddamn people. That stupid fucker had saved her. Oh, I was pissed to the highest level of pisstivity.

  I wanted to knock that knowing smile off his fucking face, but he was right. Twice, I had fallen down on the job and someone else would pick up the slack. Slay, Uno, and there’d be someone else if I didn’t pull my head out of my ass. That is in essence what Bronx told me after pouring coffee down my throat. Razor chimed in at one point and all I could do was take it. They’d been right and the first sight of light in my fucked-up existence and I was running it out with my bullshit.

  No more.

  No fucking more.

  I pulled her into me, expecting resistance because she was not sleeping. Her breaths weren’t even and her body was tight. Kissing her neck, shoulder and under her ear ever so chastely. So she knew. Knew I wouldn’t hold back and praying I wasn’t too late. Praying she’
d let me inside her heart.

  I didn’t deserve that shit but I was willing to fight for her.

  Fight for us.

  The next morning, I had breakfast ready, coffee and tea ready for her. Lori said tea would be good for her, but I wasn’t sure what she wanted. I just know whatever she needed, I would be the one getting it.

  Two hours later, Avery walked downstairs and I immediately reheated her food.

  “Morning,” I called to her while reheating the water. “How are you feeling?”

  She eyed me for what felt like a good minute, then she replied, “Fine. What are doing you here?”

  Fuck.

  I abandoned the kitchen and went to her where she stood at the bottom of the stairwell.

  “Avery, I fucked up the other night. Babe, I freaked out. It won’t happen again.”

  She kept those assessing eyes on me before she shook her head, “Yeah, I’m going to need you to go.”

  I shook my head back and replied, “I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

  One of her eyebrows rose, then she repeated, “No, you need to leave.”

  I stepped into her space and said, “Right. I’m not leaving you. I’ve let you leave, I’ve left and that’s not happening anymore. We deal or we don’t. Couldn’t give a fuck, right now. Happy you’re safe, with me. I made breakfast, so we can eat whenever you’re ready. Do you want coffee or tea?”

  One side of her upper lip lifted in disgust but I participated in the stare down for as long as she planned to glare at me.

  “Leave,” she sneered.

  “Eat,” I said with a bend of my hips, so our noses were touching. “I could also feed you.”

  There was a growl, then Avery pushed past me and marched to the kitchen. She grabbed the food from the microwave and nearly slammed it on the counter. I followed her and poured a cup of tea and placed it next to the plate she was picking from. The woman gave me the side eye and continued to eat. When she finished, Avery turned to me and said, “I have finished eating, now you can take your leave.”

  “Not happening, sweetness.” I shrugged and cleared off the plate. “You need anything before we head out?”

  “I’m not going anywhere with you,” she said with a fold of her arms.

  “You want to be mad at me, fine. I deserve your anger for multiple things, so can you let me know how long you plan to be upset?” I sat against the high stool in the kitchen. “I just want to know when you’ll be nice and sweet to me again. So I can take you on another proper date. Maybe even steal a kiss from those beautiful lips of yours. Is it going to be a day, month, year? What shall it be?”

  Avery shook her head and said, “How about never?”

  I shook my head and said, “Avery West of the Westonian tribe. No kin to Kanye. You, my sweet one, are too kind for all that. But, I’ll be here waiting baby. I got my eyes set on no one but you.”

  “Lies,” she said in a low voice.

  “How do you want me to prove it?” I moved her curly untamed mane out of her face.

  “I don’t.” She glared. “Just want to be left alone. I do not want to see you right now, be in the same vicinity and especially the same room.”

  The woman’s eyes had a fire in them and I could tell she was about to boil over. This, I wasn’t mad at because then we’d be able to get somewhere. What was bothering me was the indifference act, that was not boding well.

  “That’s fine. But since you don’t know how to stay the fuck away from places or people that mean you no good, then I’ll be on you. Only me and I ain’t going nowhere, so.” I shrugged again but would have reconsidered if I knew what was coming my way.

  Avery dropped both hands into fists at her sides and screamed, “I don’t know. That is fucking rich. I don’t know how to stay away from people. People like you who mean me no good. I was going to give you my goddamn virginity and you turned it down like it was an invitation for marriage or something. Couldn’t even commit to a roll in the fucking hay. But you’re right about one thing, this is one time where I am looking out for myself. So when I say I want you to leave, I am doing that for my own good, because you don’t apparently don’t have any positive outcomes.

  Her words were like a slap in the face and boy did it hit its intended mark, causing my chest to compress. She was angry and she was right. That’s all I had shown her and that was on me.

  My arm reached out and I wrapped my hand around her neck pulling her to me. “You’re right about one thing. I couldn’t commit to a roll in the hay. Why? Because I knew and know, I’d be fucking lost in you. Hell, I already am. A kiss and you’re all I think about. Who I’m beating my dick off every fucking morning and night. The same one who runs around in my head all day. The one that my primal instincts just wants to protect and claim. I take that from you and I’m a goner. I’m yours and sweetheart, I’m already yours. You got me by the fucking balls. Whatever you want, I’ll get. What you need, I’ll find. Anything. Except leaving you, cause I ain’t. Can’t and won’t do that.”

  Avery’s head was tilted, looking at me with unshed tears in her eyes. The expression was one step from collapsing into a tearful mask of emotions, but I kissed each eye to absorb what was next. Her tiny fist balled up my shirt near my hips as she tried to look away but I wouldn’t allow it.

  “Anything,” I repeated.

  My teeth nipped her lips, then her jaw and neck.

  “Any fucking thing,” I murmured through each kiss.

  “Shiz,” her moan escaped, and I did not pretend to miss it.

  She wanted me and I would not make her wait another goddamn minute. Moving her out of the kitchen, we ended on the couch, where I tugged the drawstring lose from her shorts. Pulling both her clothing and underwear down to toss them across the room. Without any warning or thought, I latched on to her clit and began to suck on it hard.

  A moan escaped Avery’s sweet mouth and I could feel my jeans get tighter from the swelling of my cock. Sticking one finger inside, I began to give her multiple sensations at the same time. This had her writhing against my face and gripping my head to move as she will. Pulling her taut nub into my mouth further, put Avery over the edge and that curvy body began to shake and quiver with her orgasm.

  “Shhiiiizzzz,” she moaned which was music to my ears. “Holllyyyy ssshhiitt.”

  Once she started to calm down, I pulled out and rubbed my hands vigorously over her clit to make her come again and this time I stared so I could see my woman fall apart. She tried to tighten her legs but I held them down as she came all over my hand and damn she was gorgeous.

  Her lightly toasted body was flushed with red tones, hands gripped her breast and that mouth was formed in an ‘O’ shape. Pulling off her shirt, I placed my hands over hers and squeezed. My mouth bit down on the puckered nipple, eliciting a groan from her sexy mouth. Switching to the other nipple, I repeated my biting and moved up until I was kissing her soft lips while pushing my boxers down.

  “Avery, I’m clean,” I murmured into her mouth. “Never went without a glove.”

  She nodded and I lifted her left leg higher so she could accommodate me between her legs. My woman spread for me and I nearly came on the spot.

  “Tell me when to stop, this is going to hurt a little,” I whispered. “Just say stop. Okay?”

  “Yes,” Avery breathed. “Okay.”

  Pressing my cock to the tight opening, I spread the wetness around her sweet pussy, her moan spurred me to push in a little and the tight groan, caused me to stop.

  “No, no. Keep going,” she urged.

  “Tell me when it’s too much,” I repeated.

  Avery breathing hitched with anticipation, need and the expectation of pain. I wasn’t a girl. Never had a virgin but I knew I wasn’t small and her tiny hole was. Therefore, it would hurt.

  Pushing in a bit more, she gripped me tighter. I kept going, causing Avery to bury her head in my neck. The strain of holding back was killing me but in order for it to be remotely good fo
r her, even this first time, I had to take my time. One more push and she did not cringe, so I went further and further until I was in and before I moved, I nuzzled her and asked, “Avery, sweetness, you alright?”

  Her head nodded up and down.

  “Tell me,” I demanded.

  “Yes, yes,” she said with a release of air from her mouth. “I’m fine.”

  My lips touched hers and I began to kiss her to get her mind off the discomfort, pain or the finality of what we just did. I wanted her to know what it meant to me. I began to worship her lips, which then lead to moving in and out of her tight hole. My arm wrapped around her thigh as I kept us chest-to-chest and let those nipples drag over the fine hair on mine.

  Avery was mumbling something but I kept kissing her, until she wrenched away and said, “Shizzzz, I’m about to come.”

  My hips began to move faster and our sweat mingling with the other as the claws on my woman came out and through her climax, she dug those nails into me while I fucked her through each and every scream.

  “Ohhh God,” she moaned. “Shizzz, ohhhh.”

  “Yes, sweetness.” She was pushing me to go faster. “Fuck.”

  Wrapping her leg around me, I rode her harder and just as I was about to come, I slammed down and bit the top of her shoulder as I released my seed into her untainted pussy.

  Purely mine and now I claimed it. I didn’t move, nor did I shift. If I did anything, I pulled her leg tighter around me and kissed her harder. It was a ravaging of those lips and nothing sweet about it. Avery’s hands were in my hair and she met me, turn for turn and tongue for tongue. We continued this for five more minutes until Avery finally whispered, “I think I’m leaking. Got to go to the potty.”

  I didn’t want to let her go but she was sure to be leaking and I know she wouldn’t want that to be on the couch. Even though it was leather.

  “How do you feel?” I asked with my mouth near her ear.

  “Full,” she chuckled and then wrapped her hand around my neck. “Great.”

  My lips found hers again because she was so cute, it hurt. So fucking innocent and just for me. I didn’t deserve her, but I’d kill the man who tried to take her away.