by Bo Reid
He’s just another fall guy.
I take my time to eye every aspect of the vehicle. When I spot just what I want my plan comes together. Reaching up I buckle my seatbelt across my lap, pulling the strap out to give myself a little wiggle room.
“Oh, Malic,” I call in a singsong voice.
He turns to face me with a bored expression on his face, “Yes, Sweetheart?”
“I’m going to miss you,” I say, smiling. He cocks a brow at me. “When you’re dead.”
I bend over and grab the knife tucked into Jason’s boot, snapping up and ramming it into the driver’s neck. I let my seatbelt go and it retracts back, locking into place so I get sucked into the seat. I dig the knife into the bench seat but keep a firm grasp on the hilt so I don’t cut myself. I grab the handle over the door and hold tight as the SUV spins out of control.
We hit the ditch and the SUV overturns, sending Malic and Jason into the doors. When the vehicle comes to a stop, we’re upside down. I use one hand to brace myself against the roof before using the knife to cut the seatbelt from my body.
My head’s pounding and my ears are ringing, but I’m done playing these games. I wanted the whole picture, but not at the expense of my guys.
I drop to the roof and kick out the remains of the broken window on my door. I hear Jason groaning next to me and I turn to look at him. I yank on his arm and he cries out in pain. It’s a beautiful sound.
“Just tell me why,” I say to him. He coughs and blood drips from his mouth. Internal bleeding. He’s dead anyways. Always wear seatbelts, kids.
“Because I hate you,” he says, and I roll my eyes.
“Join the club, babe, they have t-shirts.”
He smiles and chuckles, sending himself into a coughing fit.
“Just be thankful I’ve met my torture quota for the year,” I say, smiling before gripping his hair, forcing his head back and dragging the blade across his neck. His eyes widen, but it’s too late for him. This is a mercy. His injuries would’ve killed him anyways. At least this way he’s gone in seconds.
I hear the click of a gun behind me, and I groan. Guns, so primitive. I slowly turn around to see Malic has twisted and turned in the front seat. I can see his leg’s broken, head’s bleeding, one arm’s broken, and probably a busted rib or two. Yet he still thinks that little piece of metal’s going to save him.
“Whatcha going to do with that, Agent Connors?”
“Well, I had planned on letting you rot in a supermax prison cell, but considering you just killed two people I think self-defense works in my favor. And then I can just be rid of you for good.”
“Poor stupid Malic,” I say and tsk, wagging my finger back and forth. He tries to keep his eyes on me, his gaze fixed on my movements, but I have a leg up here. One that isn’t broken.
I dart my hand out, grabbing his wrist as my other hand comes up to grip the barrel of his Glock .40, ripping it from his hand and tossing it aside. I don’t need it.
I pick up my knife from where I dropped it in Jason’s lifeless lap, turning back to see Malic’s face a picture of stone. He’s trying so hard to be brave, it’s adorable.
“You know, I wish I had the time to give you the attention you deserve, but I’d rather be home for dinner. After all, I have a whole MC to take out. Too bad Jason won’t be around to see me gut his daddy,” I say before driving the knife into Malic’s neck.
I take a moment to rest against the backseat, finally taking in a few much needed breaths. Looking at Jason I sigh. I might never know what his reasons for all this were, but it doesn’t really matter much.
I dig through Malic’s suit pockets before finding his phone. Pulling it out, I call my guys.
“Yeah,” Ranger barks into the phone and I smile.
“Hey there, think I could get a ride?”
“Morana? Morana! Where are you?” he asks as I hear him moving around whatever room he’s in. The jangling of keys and him yelling at the others that I’m okay echos through the receiver.
“Overturned in a ditch off Highway 12, headed West towards Sacramento.”
“Are you okay?” he asks, concern evident in his voice. They saw the basement.
“Yeah, I’m good, it was all a distraction,” I sigh, and I hear him let out a deep sigh of relief.
“We’re on our way,” he says before hanging up.
The guys show up about ten minutes after Marcus and the Goon Squad do. I called them in to come clean up the wreck and the bodies. Agent Malic Connors is going to mysteriously go missing. A folder of his wrongdoings and MC connections will end up on a couple of FBI desks later this week.
I’m nearly tackled to the ground by four large men attempting to make sure I’m okay. Ranger cups my face, looking over my features for injuries. Hunter runs his hands along my arms. Talin presses his hand into my ribs. And Nash throws his arms around my waist, hugging me close to him.
“I told them you were probably fine,” Emma says as she walks up to us with a smirk.
“I don’t think they got the message,” I grunt out while the air’s being squeezed from my lungs.
“Do men ever really listen?”
“Nope,” I say, popping the P, and she laughs.
Ranger smashes his lips to mine, and I smile against his mouth before kissing him back. When we break apart, Hunter spins me around and does the same thing. Nash finally lets me go, walking back to Emma. He drapes his arm around her shoulders, placing a kiss on her head. Hunter spins me to face Talin, who doesn’t hesitate to get his kiss too.
Apparently, this is how sharing works. I don’t mind.
“We’re good to go, Princess,” Marcus calls as they load the SUV, bodies and all, onto the back of a tow truck.
“Okay, let me know if you run into any trouble,” I say, waving him off, but instead of leaving he walks towards us. The guys stiffen, but I have a feeling I know what’s coming.
“You’re going after the rest of them, aren’t you?” he asks.
I smile. “Of course. Just a little cleanup,” I say, patting Marcus on the chest, and he rolls his eyes.
“You going to make waves for me, Princess?”
“Naw, Maddie, more like a tsunami,” I say and wink at him. He grumbles something under his breath as he turns to stalk back to his car. He’ll thank me later.
“Love?”
“Yeah?”
“Think you can put your fury on hold for forty-eight hours?” Ranger asks. I cock my head to the side and think for a moment. As long as the MC doesn’t catch wind of this little roadside accident, then yeah.
“I guess, why?” I ask. Ranger smiles, looking at Hunter and Talin.
“We have plans for you,” Hunter whispers in my ear.
“What plans?” I ask and I hear Nash laugh.
“My guess is their plans involve staying locked in your bedroom for the next two days,” he says.
“And putting you into an orgasm coma,” Emma comments, and I smile looking around at my three guys.
“Yeah, I think murder can wait till after orgasms,” I say, and they laugh.
My own little harem. How does a girl get this fucking lucky?
Chapter 20: Oxamyl
Morana
Nash and Emma managed to disappear somewhere after the wreck, probably back to Emma’s hotel room. Really, it's for the best, things could get a little wild. We walk into our apartment and suddenly it feels like our future hinges on this one moment. What if Talin can’t really share, what do we do? How would we move on from that? Ranger and Hunter had years to come to grips with how things would work, they agreed long before they clued me in to the plan that they’d share me.
“Pretty Girl?” Hunter whispers, walking up behind me and wrapping me up in his arms. “It’ll be okay,” he says because he knows I’m internally freaking the fuck out.
“What if it isn’t?” I whisper back.
Ranger steps in front of me and cups my face with his hands, forcing me to look up at him. When I see the small
smirk pulling at his lips it calms me. If he isn't worried then maybe I can actually relax.
“Come on Love,” he says, reaching for my hand and tugging me down the hallway to my room.
“What about the others?” I ask while trailing behind him.
“They’ll be in soon, you need to relax first,” he looks over his shoulder and winks at me.
He opens the door to my bedroom and leads me over to the bed, slowly undressing me while placing gentle kisses along my skin. Goosebumps break out across my body as he touches me, and I shiver. He reaches behind him and pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor. Unbuttoning his pants, he lets them drop to the floor and steps out of them. I reach out and run my hand over his hard cock.
He lifts the covers and guides me into bed, sliding in next to me. He kisses my lips softly, running his hands over my body. Dipping his hand between my thighs, he runs his hand up my core and I instantly get wet. I pull my leg over his, giving him better access to my pussy.
I feel him smile against my mouth when he feels what he does to me. “I love you,” he whispers.
“I love you too,” I reply as he pushes two fingers inside me.
I wiggle and arch my back, aching to be closer to him. He places his palm against my clit and works it in circles as he finger fucks me. He bites down on my bottom lip, and when I taste my own blood I smile. The first orgasm starts to spread across my body, and I feel my legs twitch as I get closer to an orgasm. When I’m almost there, Ranger removes his hand and I instantly start to whine until he grips my hips and rolls so I’m on top of him. He impales me with his thick cock and I moan.
I start to ride his dick as he holds my hips. He starts to slow my movements, using one hand to work my clit as I feel the bed dip behind and two hands grab me.
“This how you like being shared?” Talin whispers in a husky voice and I feel him press two wet fingers into my ass.
“Fuck yes,” I moan as he works his fingers inside me.
When he pulls his fingers out I feel him start to push the head of his hard cock back into me. Ranger works my clit over to distract me as the first pinch of him entering hits me. I’m breathing heavily as he pushes into me, then two hands are cupping my face and lips claim mine. I taste Hunter on my tongue, and he’s just what I need.
I moan into Hunters' mouth as Talin seats himself deep in my ass. He grunts behind me but doesn’t move until I’m ready. When I wiggle my hips, Talin and Ranger slowly start to fuck me. I pull away from Hunter's lips and bend down to take his cock in my mouth.
Hunter rests a gentle hand on the back of my head, waiting for me to work him down my throat. Ranger rubs my clit and Talin works my nipples, the three of them have me in sensation overdrive and my body starts to heat up. I feel my legs start to shake as the pleasure washes over me.
Talin reaches down to grip my hips and keep me steady while Hunter starts to fuck my mouth and Ranger teasingly rubs my clit. I moan around Hunters cock and when he stills in my mouth I feel him empty himself down my throat. I swallow and lick him clean like the perfect dick pop as my legs shake, and I can feel myself about to lose control.
The slap to my ass hits and sends me over the edge as I moan. I toss my head back and look over my shoulder but it’s not Talin that smacked me; should’ve known Hunter wouldn’t walk away without marking me. He smirks and smashes his lips to mine again, sweeping his tongue inside my mouth. I feel Hunter place his hand over Talin’s where he grips my hip and Hunter makes him squeeze almost painfully. I love it.
When Hunter pulls away from my kiss, he sinks his teeth into my neck and delivers another slap to my ass as Ranger and Talin still their hips inside me, cursing my name as they come.
Talin slowly pulls out of me and I feel the bed dip as he and Hunter move into the bathroom. I collapse on top of Ranger's chest, breathing heavily and completely satisfied. Ranger places a soft kiss on my forehead before pulling out of me. I hear the water in the bathroom turn on and Ranger wraps me up in his arms and moves off the bed.
He walks us across the room and into the bathroom, wasting no time lowering me into the warm rose-scented water. I sigh and lean back, contently closing my eyes and relaxing into the warm water.
I feel someone plant a gentle kiss on my forehead and when I look up it’s Hunter smiling at me, “Relax Pretty Girl, I’ll get you something to eat.”
Ranger replaces him when Hunter turns butt naked to walk out of the room, “I’ll get you a shirt to wear when you’re out,” he says before kissing my lips and turning to leave Talin alone with me.
Instead of leaving, Talin gestures for me to move forward then moves behind me in the tub. He wraps his arms around me and plants a kiss in my hair. We’re silent for a beat and if I’m being honest I’m terrified that he’s going to tell me that was it, that he can’t do this.
“I love you, Morana,” he whispers, and I feel the weight lift off my chest, “I’m not going anywhere.”
Ranger pulls me closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around me. I wiggle into him as his hard cock grinds into my back.
“Morning, Love,” he whispers as he nips my ear, and I moan softly. He trails one hand down my naked hip, using the other to pin me to his chest. He moves his hand between my thighs, gripping one and draping it over his leg as he moves to run his fingers along my slit.
“Mmhhh, you’re already wet, Love,” he whispers as he brings his hand up to his mouth to lick his fingers. Moving his hand back down, he works my clit in slow, gentle circles. Closing my eyes, I rest my head on his arm and enjoy it as he slowly brings my pleasure up.
My eyes pop open when a warm mouth closes around my nipple. Talin looks up at me and smiles, softly biting my nipple as he does.
After we got home last night, I had a moment to doubt how this whole situation would play out. It was one thing with Ranger and Hunter, they’ve known each other for years. They’d seemed to already have logistics worked out and adding Talin into the mix worried me. But no one seemed to mind as long as they each got a piece of me. Thankfully, I have plenty to give them.
A knock comes at my bedroom door and I groan, going to move off the bed to answer it. But I’m immediately silenced by Talin’s mouth, and my movements still when Ranger dips two fingers inside me. He pumps them in and out in a torturously slow motion.
“Talin! Come out here!” Emma yells from the hallway. “I will come in there!” she yells as she bangs on the door again. I smile into Talin’s mouth, cause she certainly would come in here.
“I’m busy!” he yells back, moving back to my breasts.
Emma bangs on the door again. Talin gives up.
“Be right back,” he says with a wink as he moves off the bed. He bends over to pull on a pair of sweatpants before heading towards the door and stepping into the hallway.
I turn in Ranger’s arms and smile at him, tilting my head up to kiss his lips. He nips at my lower lip, sucking it into his mouth and letting it go with a pop. I drape my leg over his, pulling him closer to me.
“Can I tell you a secret?” he whispers as he moves his hand to grab his hard cock and line himself up with my wet pussy.
“Yes,” I moan into his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick my lips.
“I’m glad I get you alone,” he says, rubbing the head of his cock teasingly against me. I pull back a little to look at him.
“You’re not… umm, regretting this are you?” I ask, suddenly feeling panicked. He rolls over so he’s on top of me, settling between my thighs.
“Never, but I won’t lie. Sometimes it’s nice to just get to spend time with you,” he says, planting a gentle kiss on my lips. “Is that okay?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry, Ranger. I’ll do better. You guys deserve everything. I’ll make sure you each get a little more solo time,” I tell him, and he smiles.
“We’re just happy with you, anyway we get to have you.” I pull him down with one hand, kissing his lips while I move my other hand to grab his thick coc
k. I line him up with my entrance and buck my hips up to encourage him to take me.
“I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you too,” he says before pushing into me. I moan, dragging my nails down his back as he pulls out of me and thrusts back in.
He grips my thigh bringing my leg up to hit that perfect spot deep inside me. I arch my back and moan.
“Yes, Ranger, right there,” I pant as I grip his biceps.
I feel my orgasm start low in my belly, the best kind of heat blooming over my skin, and when I come, I moan out his name. He moves his hand to rub my clit, prolonging my orgasm. His hips move rapidly, picking up the pace. His movements become erratic, and when his own orgasm hits, he stills deep inside me.
He drops his head to rest in the center of my chest, placing small kisses along my breasts, across my collar bone, and up my neck. He sucks on that delicate spot behind my ear before getting off the bed and moving towards the bathroom.
I hear the bathwater turn on. When Ranger comes back out he lifts me from my bed, turning and walking towards the bathroom. He gently places me in the hot water, surrounded by jasmine scented bubbles. He places a soft kiss on my forehead before standing up and pulling on a pair of sweatpants. I pout at the loss of my view of his dick, and he chuckles.
“Relax, Love, we have a war to win. Later,” he says, and I smile.
“Plotting mass murder is such a relaxing way to start the day,” I quip, sinking lower into the hot water. Visions of taking out the Fallen Angels MC flash through my mind as I start to hum Somethin’ Bad by Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood.
Chapter 21: Valinomycin
Ranger
If it was up to me I’d pack our shit, leave this town today, and never look back. But I’m just a soldier in this war, and my girl’s calling the shots.
I leave Morana to relax in the bath while she happily compares the benefits of a mass murder versus systematic takedown. Not much makes her happier than when she has someone to kill.