Discord (Midnight Saints MC Book 2)

by Iris Sweetwater

  “You don’t have the balls to shoot me,” James snarled. “I’m going to give you two more minutes to play the badass, then it’s my turn, and you’re going to regret every fucking word you said to me. If you’re going to shoot me, you better do it quick. I’m the bad brother.”

  “James, you’re a disgrace to this club,” the Blue Diablos Prez said, walking in with Tony at his back. “If you touch Reagen again, I’ll put a bullet in your ass. We won’t interfere as long as she has a gun, but you try to take it from her, and you bet your ass, I will interfere. We got more important shit to deal with, and you’ve been lying to us, and I don’t take kindly to liars. So, you just stay right there on your fucking knees and take whatever shit she deals you. And if you’re lucky enough that she doesn’t kill you or turn you over to the Midnight Saints, then your ass is ours. You cost us our fucking bikes, and that’s unforgivable. You made us look like fools.”

  Tony and I exchanged looks. We were surprised by the reaction from the Prez. If he was willing to turn on one of his own, maybe we could get him to turn on Maxum. Surely, he was a headache he didn’t need. I couldn’t imagine what Maxum could possibly offer the Blue Diablos that would keep them on his side forever.

  “Looks like your own Prez is against you. How does that make you feel?” Reagen asked him.

  “If you’re going to shoot me, do it already, you fucking whore,” he snarled. Reagen kicked him in the crotch, and he doubled over in pain.

  Everyone watching cheered for the hell of it. She grabbed him by the hair and lifted his head. “I am not a fucking whore.” She slammed his head into the floor.

  “Damn, Reagen knows how to kick ass. Maybe after the baby is born, she could join your team of Enforcers,” Tony told Seth.

  “That’s my bitch!” I whooped.

  “Get up!” she screamed at him. He lifted his head and got back up on his knees. She kicked him in the groin again. All the guys covered their groins as if they had felt the impact. No one moved, we all knew this was her fight, and she had every right to enjoy it. For the moment, there was an unspoken truce between the Blue Diablos and the Midnight Saints, but the moment Reagen pulled the trigger, that truce would be over.

  Jacob made a move to grab her, and Reagen didn’t even hesitate. She pulled the trigger and the bullet went right through his eyes. The Blue Diablos rushed in and Tony and Seth pulled their weapons, but they just grabbed James’ body and hauled it off. Seth took the gun from Reagen and hugged her tightly.

  “You got five seconds to clear out,” the Prez said. We didn’t have to be told twice, we ran from the building, jumped on our bikes, and we all pulled away and headed back to collect our people. It was safe to return home. We knew the Blue Diablos wouldn’t come back looking for us, not tonight at least.

  “Shall we continue where we left off?”

  This time I took control, pushed him on the bed, and got on top. My pussy was already wet, so I slid right on, not bothering with a condom. I didn’t care anymore if I got pregnant or not. I wanted to be his, and what was meant to be would be either fucking way.

  I rode him fast and hard and then slow and steady. Our bodies moved to our own music. We were a perfect fit, there was no denying that. His cock felt so good inside of me. I stared into his eyes as I rode him. A look of pure pleasure flashed over his face. I rode him till I got a cramp in my leg, then he flipped us over and took the reins. He gave me orgasm after orgasm, thrusting deeper and deeper inside until I thought he was a part of me.

  We fucked all night till we were both drenched in sweat and totally exhausted. Then, we curled up in each other’s arms, fully content.

  In the morning, we fucked again before joining everyone else for breakfast. The Crypt Keepers sent over donuts. We had a donut party and then gathered in the war room for the next plan of action. With Jacob/James out of the way, it was time to focus on Maxum. There hadn’t been a sighting in a while, so we decided it was time for us to enjoy the rest of the summer. The Midnight Saints made plans for a camp out in the mountains. We invited the Crypt Keepers to join us. That night, they hosted a cookout at the park. For just a few hours, we enjoyed a good barbecue and cold beer and music. It was a much-needed break from the hell we had been dealing with these past few months. I knew it wasn’t over, and it was just a matter of time before my father reared his ugly head out of the shithole he was hiding in.

  Even though we were partying, we never let our guard down. Everyone had concealed weapons and we were on the alert the whole time, but that didn’t stop us from having a good time. The lake was even more beautiful at night. It was peaceful.

  Tony and I took a walk. The park was swarming with bikers, so we felt pretty safe. Only a real fool would dare interrupt our party, and the only real fool of an enemy was dead, shot in the head by my now best friend. I was so proud of her. That took guts, and it showed Tony she wasn’t some whore waiting to screw us. She was one of us now.

  “I always loved this lake.”

  “Yeah, it’s a nice lake. Glad we don’t have to tiptoe around here. With the alliance with the Crypt Keepers, we can come here anytime we want and we don’t have to watch our backs because they’re watching it for us.”

  “I wish I knew what my father was planning next. This silence is nice, but it’s also creeping me out.”

  “With some luck he heard about our alliance with the Crypt Keepers and after the ass whooping we gave the Diablos, he’s lying low. He’s probably waiting for our alliance to end. Maybe we should make him think it has, might draw him out. After the big campout, we’ll go our separate ways for a while. No open contact with the Crypt Keepers.”

  “You think that will be enough to get him to come out of hiding?”

  “It’s worth a shot. As good as any. Let’s go talk to the Prez and see what he thinks.”

  We headed back to the party.

  “Hey, we had an idea we want to run by you. We think we can draw Maxum out.”

  “Yeah? I’m all ears, what you got?”

  “We make him think we broke this alliance. After the campout, we’ll go our separate ways. No open contact between us till Maxum is spotted.”

  “Yeah, yeah, that might just work. Alright, you got it.”

  “We both have each other’s cell phone. Someone spots Maxum, we call the other.”

  “You got it, Tony.”

  The next day, we all headed for the mountains for the big campout. It would be the last big gathering of the two clubs. There was a campground we liked to use. There would hiking trails nearby and the best part was it was in the middle of nowhere, so we could play music as loud as we wanted and have a good old party every night and no one would care. It was just the thing we all needed to wind down and have a good time.

  Eric got out of the hospital, so he was able to join us for the campout. Tony shook his hand, and they seemed to be pretty civil. I didn’t expect them to be best buds, but I needed them to be civil. Tony was on his best behavior, and Eric was happy I was with a good man.

  The campout was a huge success and parting was such sweet sorrow. We had all become good friends, bonding over the love of motorcycles and the outdoors and our desire for revenge on Maxum.

  Epilogue

  Kara

  Summer had ended with no more incidents. Fall came, and preparations for Seth and Reagen’s wedding were well under way.

  It was a week before the wedding. Tony and I had become a thing, so it wasn’t surprising to find me in his room, which I had pretty much taken over.

  I woke to someone banging on the door. Tony got up and answered the door. “We’ll be right out. Thank you for the update.”

  “What is it?” I asked as I grabbed my clothes and stuffed myself into my pants.

  “I gave Austin my phone, so I could get some sleep. The Crypt Keepers called. Maxum has been spotted and they think the Shadow Order will make another move soon. They’re waiting for us to hold a meeting to discuss the plan. I think everyone wants this sh
it over and done with.”

  “Yeah, everyone including me. I’m tired of it. We’re all tired of it. Whatever it takes, let’s end this soon.”

  We finished getting dressed and headed down to the meeting room. The Crypt Keepers and the Midnight Saints looked to their leaders for what to do.

  “Kara, this is your father we’re about to deal with, so before we discuss this, we need to make sure you’re okay with this,” the Prez said.

  “I’m okay with whatever needs to be done. No sympathy, he needs to be taken down. So, let’s discuss how we’re going to do that. Before we discuss this important matter, I feel I should say something. Tony, I’m giving you back full Prez status. I’m in way over my head,” I said

  “I don’t know, I think you did a good job,” Tony said with a genuine smile. “You and Reagen really taught us men a valuable lesson.”

  “Yeah?”

  “What’s that?”

  “Don’t underestimate you, and don’t fuck with Reagen.” There was a roar of laughter.

  “Still, you know more about this world than I do, no matter who my father is. I think if we’re going to end this, we’re going to have to do it under your authority.”

  “I have a better solution that will work for both of us,” Tony piped up.

  “Okay, what is it?” I crossed my arms.

  “Marry me, become the Prez’s Ol’ Lady.” I stared at him for a moment. Then, I let him have it.

  “Tony, are you mad? We’ve only been fucking for a few months. Besides, even if I felt we were ready, this is not the time or place for a proposal. What the fuck are you thinking? You are a fucking ass. Maybe I was wrong.”

  “Shut up! Everyone is waiting for your answer. Will you marry me or not? Before you say anything, let me just say this— it’s a brilliant idea. You know it, I know it, both these clubs know it, so what do you say?” He waited for my answer.

  I glared at him and shook my head. “You’re unbelievable, you know that. Putting me on the fucking spot like that. We’re discussing killing my father. This is not an appropriate time. I will not give you an answer to your fucking question. You have to ask me again, later.”

  “Oh, come on, Kara!” Austin said.

  “You know you want to marry him,” Seth laughed.

  “Just answer the poor guy,” the Prez of the Crypt Keepers said.

  “You all can just stay out of it!” I snapped.

  “No, we’re discussing taking down your father, as in ruining him, and if he dies in the process, so be it, but his blood won’t be on your hands. We will handle this, but it has to be done. Just as everyone knows we’re meant for each other, everyone knows what needs to be done,” he said. “You’re holding up the meeting, so what is it going to be? Answer me. Yes, no, or even give me a maybe.”

  “Where’s the ring?” Seth asked.

  “I didn’t have time to get one. I figured I’d give her my skull ring for now. Besides, do biker chicks want diamond rings?”

  “Yes!” all the women in the room said in unison.

  “Can I talk to you, outside, in private?” I gritted my teeth at him. He nodded and followed me out. “What the fuck were you thinking?” I demanded, punching him in the shoulder. “Calling me out like that in front of everyone. You have some fucking nerve.”

  Tony

  “What was I thinking, Kara? I was thinking that I fucking love you.” She shook her head.

  “No. No, you don’t.”

  “I have watched you grow up. I know you better than you think I do, and over the last few days, yeah, I fell in fucking love with you.”

  “No. No, you didn’t,” she protested, which, knowing her, just proved my fucking point.

  “Why is it so fucking hard for you to fucking believe that I fucking love you?”

  “You fucking love fucking me,” she protested. “That’s what you fucking love.”

  “Okay, yeah, I fucking love fucking you, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t fucking love you too, you fucking stupid bitch. If Seth can fall in love with fucking Reagen, I can fucking fall in love with you.”

  “I’m damaged goods, Tony. You don’t want me. No man ever wants me.”

  “That’s your fucking asshole father talking, and he’s a fucking dick for putting that in your fucking head. Kara, you are beautiful and worth loving, so will you just fucking let me fucking love you?”

  “Why?” she pleaded, tears pouring down her face. It took me by surprise. I took her into my arms and kissed her tears away. Then, we both got hot and heavy, and I shoved her against the wall of the house and unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down just low enough that I could slide my cock inside of her without touching my balls on her zipper. I unbuttoned her blouse and groped her breasts. They were as big as melons, and they filled my hands. I leaned forward and kissed her neck as I shoved deep inside of her, making her gasp and moan against my ear.

  “Admit it!” I whispered. “Tell me you love me too.” I pounded her harder. “Say it!” I demanded.

  “Okay, yes, I fucking love you,” she finally admitted. Well, damn.

  “Yeah, you do.” I kissed her lips and pounded her harder. Then I pulled my lips away. “Say yes. Come on, bitch, you know you want to. Just say yes.” I pounded her even harder. “Say yes!” I demanded. She let me pound her some more. “Say it! Say it!”

  “Yes!” She bit my earlobe as she hissed it into my ear. I felt her explode around me as she said the word. I released as I devoured her lips.

  We got dressed and went back into the meeting room and announced our engagement. I’d get her a ring when I had time to do it, when this war was over and we could all breathe again. Problem was I just didn’t know when that would be. There was no end in sight as far as I could see. As soon as the Blue Diablos had rides again, they’d be coming to retaliate.

  I hoped Maxum would come too, so I could torture him until he begged for death.

  Kara had told me what he had done to her all those years.

  A week later, we held a celebration as we gave Kara her new kutte and made her a full-fledged member of the Midnight Saints. Kara wanted to get a new tattoo, but I had to ask her where. She had already covered every inch of her body. She simply had it added over another one that covered her chest. Over her heart, she had written Tony and the Midnight Saints Forever.

  Months passed and soon Reagen gave birth to a baby boy they named Jules Rae, or JR for short.

  “Kara, I wanted to ask you a big favor,” Reagen said when we went to visit her in the hospital.

  “Anything.”

  “Will you be my baby’s godmother?”

  “Oh my gosh, are you serious? Hell fucking yes, I will. I mean, sure, I’d be honored.”

  “I’m so glad you said that,” Reagen said.

  “I’m so glad you asked. How are you doing? Do you need anything?”

  “No. I’m good. For the first time in a long time, I truly feel safe and free and happy.”

  My cell phone began to ring. “It’s Sophie!” I exclaimed

  “What does she want?” Tony asked

  “Sophie?” I asked when I answered the call.

  “Okay, I’ll admit it, you’re right,” she said.

  “Thanks, but right about what?” I asked.

  “Maxum. He contacted me. He asked for money. When I told him I didn’t have any, he got really angry. Something is definitely off about him. I’m scared for him, and okay, yes, I admit it, I’m scared of him now. Will you help me? Please? I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to handle this.”

  “Leave it to me, and the Midnight Saints.”

  “No, because I don’t want you to hurt him. He needs help, Kara. He is still our father and we should do whatever we can to help him. I just don’t know how.”

  “He has to want help, and he doesn’t. He’s too dangerous, Sophie. Watch your back. He may decide to come after you now.”

  “I’m not scared. I’m safe. I went to stay at a friend’s hous
e. He doesn’t know this friend, and I’m not in town, so he can’t find me. Please figure something out and help me help him. You’re his flesh and blood.”

  “Like that ever mattered,” I mumbled to myself. To her, I said, “Okay, I’ll help you help him.”

  “What was that about?” Tony asked.

  “Maxum tried to get money from Sophie. It scared her when he got angry after she refused him, and now she’s scared and believes that something is wrong. Of course, she wants to help him and has asked me to help her. Tony, please deal with this however you can. I don’t want to help him. He doesn’t deserve help. He deserves to be screwed over and left in a ditch.”

  “How does Sophie plan to help him?”

  “I don’t know. She didn’t know. She wants me to figure it out. Honestly, I just want him out of our lives, forever.”

  “Me too.” He put his arm around me and kissed me. “Me too.”

  “Do you think he can be helped?” Reagen asked.

  “No, I think he’s a lost cause,” Tony said. I had to agree. He belonged in prison after the shit he pulled. But he’d be fucking lucky to make it there now.

  The Midnight Saints were catching up to the fucker. And I would have the last laugh.