Crow's Stana (Ruthless Renegades Book 1)

by Kat Cameron

  “Alright, I will give you a little back story on our life. When we were young our parents weren’t around much. They left me and Helen alone a lot of the time. I always noticed she was unusually cold hearted. Anytime I wanted to do something with her she got this look in her eye that actually scared me. When I got older into my teens mom and dad left one night and never came back. I don’t know why but I haven’t heard from them since. Helen was ten years older than me so she was already gone too. I haven’t heard from her since she left either. I was on my own and Snake found me when I was eighteen fucking around with some awful people. Saved me from a whole fuck of a lot of the wrong kind of trouble.” Garrison told me.

  “That is terrible. So she has been this cold all her life?” I couldn’t fathom the thought of a younger Garrison being bullied when he was a boy and having no parents to stick up for him.

  “Unfortunately yes. I am happy you have found yourself some people to love you the way you should be loved. She deserves nothing but the best and if I hear any different, there will be hell to pay. ” He said with a smile on his face, looking at my guys. Now that I was actually looking at him he looked kind of like Helen but not enough to know they are related. Just realizing what he said I was surprised he figured it out that I was with all three of them. Most people just thought that I was with just one and they were our friends.

  “How’d you know?” I wondered with a slight blush. I was usually fine with telling people outright but he was my newfound uncle and all.

  “You look at each of them how Stana looks at me. With a whole hell of a lot of love. We have only been together for a little less than a week but you know what they say, when you know you know. I knew the moment she left me a note telling me she would rather keep my kids safe and be homeless than to be with me. Come here, baby.” He called out to Stana and she came over and sat on his lap.

  “I want you to meet my niece Malia. These are her boyfriends Ryder, Grayson, and Asher. Apparently, her mother, my sister, is the reason she is here. And if my instincts are right also the reason why I got beaten to shit. So in a way, I should actually thank her for helping me figure it out.” There were a few things that happened right at that moment. A couple of the guys around us were hooting and I was guessing it was because of what they just heard about me having three boyfriends. Stana smacked Garrison upside the head. And the woman from the bar brought over some shots.

  After taking the shots and explaining to more than one of the guys from the club that yes I was with three guys, and no they could not be a part of my harem it was almost night time. I was exhausted and I could see the guys becoming cranky. Whether it was from the attention our relationship was receiving or just being here I wasn’t sure so I figured it was best to get going.

  “Well, I think that is enough for tonight. We should probably get going. Thank you for looking into this for us. We are going back to our hotel. Should we come back tomorrow or just head home?” I was not quite sure how all of this worked.

  “You will stay here in one of the guest bedrooms we have. It is clean and there is a tv and your own private bathroom. I just got to know you and I would appreciate it if you would understand that I don’t want anything to happen to you. You seem to be a completely different person than Helen which I couldn’t be more thankful for. I would also like you to meet your cousins tomorrow too. If you guys aren’t in a hurry to get back home.” He more or less demanded of us. I got what he was saying though. I would’ve liked to be able to meet my cousins as well.

  “We already paid for a night though so maybe we could just come back tomorrow,” Grayson grumbled out.

  “I don’t give a fuck. We will get you your money back. You are staying here tonight.” They had some sort of manly stare down until Grayson conceded. Jesus fucking Christmas seriously? This manly macho bullshit was ridiculous.

  Chapter Ten

  Stana

  When Malia pulled through the gates I wasn’t really sure what to expect but it definitely wasn’t for Garrison to find out he had a niece that was my age. When she dropped the bomb about her mother, the people that were after her, and finding Garrison, I thought my heart just about stopped. In a weird way, I have Helen to thank for meeting him. There was no way we would have stumbled into each other during our normal daily lives. Malia seemed like a nice person from what I could see. She also had three boyfriends that obviously loved her if the way they looked at her was any indication. She was lucky that she had found that at such a young age. Hopefully, I could have that one day.

  Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I got off of Garrison’s lap to sit at the bar where I found Shelby and Jojo. They were the only two club whores that actually lived here. I learned this today from Kelly while Garrison was talking to Snake about the bitch eavesdropping.

  “Hey girls. Kelly, would you be a dear and give me a bottle of water?” I figured since we were most likely going home soon I shouldn’t drink anymore. I didn’t know the twins schedules well enough to know if they would be sleeping yet or not. It was ten at night and the clubhouse was still going. I still haven't figured out who Carol was either. Maybe his grandmother. She was something to him that much I could tell with the matching facial features.

  Kelly handed me my water bottle and I was pretty much ready to get home. I felt like today was an emotionally exhausting day. Most likely for both of us with all of this new information I was sure Garrison felt like getting home soon too. As soon as I put my water bottle down I noticed that the girls were staring at Malia’s guys.

  Leaning over and stage whispering, “Don’t even think about it. You realize that is Crow’s family, don’t you? That would be pretty fucking stupid of you don’t you think?” After the girls walked away, Kelly told me she thought I would fit in just fine.

  Little did she know that I was a curious little girl and that always got the best of me. Especially when it came to my dad. He used to have people over all the time to the house. He would have everyone go up to his office to discuss ‘business’. I was young and bored in a house that was colder than Alaska. And I wasn’t talking about temperature. Most of the time their voices were loud enough that I could hear everything. I learned a lot during those meetings. At the time I had no clue what any of it meant. Now that I was older let’s just say I know a lot of the MC’s have the same club rules.

  I looked over at Garrison and noticed he was walking Malia and the guys down the hallway, most likely to show them to their room. Hopefully, he and the club could take care of this problem now that they had some sort of clue about who got to him. Now that it was getting late the clubhouse was kind of getting a little wild. Some more club whores showed up and were working the little amount of clothes they had off. Grinder currently had one redhead caged in against the pool table and he was whispering something in her ear. Quicker than I thought was possible, he had his hand in her hair and she was bent over the pool table. Her tiny little skirt was pushed up enough that I could see the tiny red swatch of material covering her back door. Grinder was dragging his hand up her thigh and… “You like what you see darlin’? Is it turning you on to watch him take her like that? Would you like to have people watch you come apart on my cock?” I was so focused on the show going on in front of me that I didn’t even hear him come up behind me. Jesus his fucking gravelly voice made my panties wet. Now I was no voyeur but come on, that was fucking hot.

  I wanted to make sure Garrison knew he was going to be kept on his toes with me so I jumped up on the bar and pulled him between my legs and whispered, “Baby are you offering to fuck me right here with all your brothers watching? I didn’t know you were an exhibitionist. But I could totally be down for that.”

  I winked at him as I pushed my hands through his hair and pulled him in for a searing kiss. He tasted like alcohol and just him. I couldn’t get enough of him but I didn’t actually want to be fucked in front of everyone. I wanted to keep him all to myself. What we had was something special and I didn’t want anyone
taking that away from either of us. Pulling away I could see the heat glittering in his eyes. I told him exactly what I was feeling and that I wouldn’t ever be into that. He didn’t say goodbye to anyone before he lifted me over his shoulder and walked me out of the door to the bike with a slap to the ass.

  When he pulled over on the way home, I thought something was wrong. He pulled me off the bike and made sure we weren’t being followed. As he bent me over the bike, pulled my pants and panties down, and slid right in the feeling going through my head was absolute freedom. This was the feeling that I could grow addicted to with Garrison. He made me feel free to be myself all the time. It was rough and hard but absolute perfection.

  When we were done we went home to find Carol sleeping on the couch. I wondered for a minute if Garrison had a spare bedroom. I mean she was an older woman for christ’s sake. That couch couldn’t possibly be doing her back any good. Stopping my inner thoughts before they went haywire I went to check on the babies when I saw through the kitchen window that the backyard light went off. I saw a shadow dart behind one of the trees back there. What the fuck?!

  “Garrison!” I tried not to yell but I was freaking the fuck out! How the fuck was someone in his backyard? He had a fence up around the whole backyard. How someone could scale that I didn’t know. He ran out the back door and shit! The babies! I ran to their room and tried not to be loud. Looking in, I could see they were both there. Thank the damn universe. Giving each of them a kiss on their forehead, I left their room, shut their door, and leaned my head back while my tears of frustration leaked out. This. This was what I was afraid of. I didn’t want my trouble touching those innocent beautiful babies.

  The feeling of fingers wiping away the wetness on my cheeks brought me out of my negative thoughts. I had to trust that Garrison wouldn’t let my shit bring down him or his family. Garrison pulled me to the kitchen and sat me down on the high bar stool. Going into the fridge he got me a bottle of water and opened it for me. I drank almost the whole thing before he sat down with me. Somehow I knew there was bad news sitting right there on his tongue.

  Okay enough of this bullshit thinking Stana. You were alone for a whole year toughing it out. You are stronger than this. Woman the fuck up and help your man deal with this shitstorm that was circling the two of you. Done with my mini pep talk I straightened my spine metaphorically and said, “Whatever it is we will deal with this together. No more running for me. I promise. I am here for the long haul.” Planting a kiss on his lips I looked into his eyes so he could see the determination clear as day on my face. I wasn’t fucking around. This was my family now too. There was no way I would run away from this chance at a happy life. The kids already meant so much to me right there with Garrison. I didn't know how it happened but it did. The first day I met them it was like something clicked.

  “There was in fact someone out there. There were footprints leading from one side of the fence to the other. I have no idea who it was. I wasn’t able to track them down. I have been meaning to get cameras around the house. I will have Knuckles get on that tomorrow morning as soon as possible. For now, I am going to lock up and call Snake. He will have two of the probates come watch the house tonight.” He said as he pulled me out of my thoughts...again. Garrison called Snake as I was getting ready for bed. When he was done with the phone call he told me that Carol would be staying the night and that this was usual for her. I was going to have to talk to him about that. As soon as he pulled me close for bed the exhaustion of the day pulled me under to nothing but blackness.

  Chapter Eleven

  Crow

  The rage that I felt when Stana said there was someone outside couldn’t even be described. With her and the kids in the house plus Carol, I saw red. I called Snake and had him send over two probates, Bullet and Cash. I contacted Knuckles and he said he would have someone install the camera’s bright and early. There wasn’t much I could do after that except pace the length of the fucking house while Stana got herself ready for bed. I never had much to actually care about. But now that I had people I actually gave a shit about, it was time to get my shit together. I wanted to make sure my woman and our kids felt safe in my home. Holy shit! I just called the kids our kids!

  How the fuck? No, more like when the fuck did I start thinking of my kids as our kids. Honestly, it was probably right about the time I saw her with Dylan in the nursery. She acted like she was already his mother. She looked at him like he was her little savior in a world full of failures. One of the great things about kids was that they never judged. They accepted everyone, flaws and all. He looked right back up at her like she was the sun, the stars, and the moon. The first thing she was worried about tonight was the kids. She ran to their room and checked on them while I checked out the backyard.

  After I told Carol to go back to sleep, I went into the bedroom to see that my bed was empty. What the fuck? Checking that she wasn’t in the bathroom I went back down the hall and I noticed that the nursery door was cracked open. Stana was asleep on the rocker curled up under the blanket that I usually kept on the back of it. Grabbing my phone I made sure to snap a picture of her. I didn't know what made me do it but something told me she would enjoy it later down the road.

  Scooping her into my arms I brought her to bed and took off her leggings and her bra so she was just in a shirt and her panties. I pulled the blanket over and kissed her forehead goodnight. I wanted to do one more sweep around the house to make sure everything was locked up tight. When I got to the bed, I noticed Stana was gripping my pillow to her body. That was adorable as fuck. Ha! Imagine me telling her she was adorable. Climbing into bed, I tucked Stana in close to me and tried not to think of everything I had to deal with tomorrow.

  When I woke the next morning it was to an empty bed. Walking out of the room I found her sitting at the table sipping her coffee that looked more like cream than coffee. She had this wistful look on her face that made me want to turn around and go back the way I came so I wouldn’t interrupt her. The sound of someone knocking made her jump and break her concentration and she almost dropped her coffee right with it. Understandable considering our uninvited guest in our backyard last night.

  “It was just Snake babe. I got the door.” I told her as I gave her a kiss on the cheek on my way to the door. Opening the door, I realized the whole fucking club showed up just to install a few cameras. Honestly, this wasn’t necessary but this was the club way. If one of us was in need we all showed up unless told otherwise.

  I showed Knuckles where I wanted the cameras then I went back inside to see Grinder, Snake, Tank, and Buzz all sitting around the table Stana was at earlier. Snake had Delia and Grinder had Dylan. Stana was at the sink washing the dishes. When she heard the door shut she turned and gave me a smile that made me feel like I was the best man on the planet for her. I have killed people before that was a given but nobody really understood that with every kill, a layer of guilt came with it. Stana smiling at me the way she did lightened that load of guilt.

  Ignoring the chatter of the guys I went up behind Stana and rested my chin on her shoulder. Her hair was down so my nose was in it but the smell of her alone was enough to get me hard. She smelled like honey and lavender. Caging her in from behind probably wasn’t a good idea since we had company but I didn’t really care at the moment.

  “What are you doing back there mister?” Stana murmured. I heard the chairs scraping which meant the guys were most likely going elsewhere. She turned in my arms and put her bubbly hands on my face. “Oops?” She said like it was a question but I saw the mischievous smile on her face.

  “You are going to regret that little lady,” I whispered while I reached behind her and grabbed some bubbles myself to smear in her hair. She squealed and ducked under my arms to run to the bedroom. I caught her and threw her on the bed. Thrusting my hands into her hair I kissed her softly at first but she turned it rough. Man, my girl was naughty but we have guests and I didn't want anyone hearing her while she was moani
ng my name. That would be only for me.

  Slowing down the kiss I sipped from her mouth and eventually stopped to stare at her beautiful face. “We have to go talk to them about everything that has happened in the last twenty-four hours baby. Get up and get dressed. I will see you out there.” Giving her one last kiss I got up and rearranged myself. She looked up at me dumbfounded that I left her horny and wanting. I could see by the look she was giving me something wicked was about to come out of her mouth.

  “Don’t you want to taste me though? I mean you got me all wet and now I will have to take care of myself.” She whined while also bringing her hand to the top of her panty line.

  “Don’t you even...fuck.” Now it sounded like I was the one whining. I wanted her but we needed to get shit figured out first. Watching her play with herself was fucking torture on my boner. If I had to suffer, she was going to suffer right along with me. Stalking over to her, I ripped her hand out of her panties and held it above her head. Doing the same thing with the other one I dragged my free hand into her panties and rubbed her until she was close to cumming on my hand. As soon as her eyes rolled I stopped. The look she gave me was close to murderous.

  “If I don’t get to cum then neither do you. Now we can both wait.” Giving her a peck I let her go. As I turned to go she went to stick her hand back into her pants. I stomped over to the bed and walked her hand away. Pulling her up from the bed, I spanked her on the ass. “Now get going. No more touching yourself or it will be worse later.” I demanded. Her eyes got so big that if I wasn’t feeling so serious I might have actually laughed at her.