by Kat Cameron
“Nope. I can’t deal with this. Bullet, you got five minutes.” Snake ran out of the kitchen like somebody was forcing him to eat ketchup. Everyone here knew the old man hated ketchup. He quite literally gagged at the mere sight of it. Axel finished eating, gave me a kiss on the forehead, and went to see Snake. I hoped he wasn’t in any kind of trouble for coming to find me. I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to him.
Bullet
Being summoned to Snake’s office always had me on edge. Because I was still a probate, I could easily be kicked out. My nerves were jumping all over each other on my way to his office and my breakfast I just had was making a direct way back up my throat. I felt like such a pansy ass having these nerves, but there they were. I have been here for about a year and I haven’t been patched in yet. Hell, some guys were here for a year before me and they weren’t patched in yet either. I knew there probably wasn’t anything to be worried about but being in the hot seat of Snake’s office always made me jumpy.
Knocking on the door, I stood up to my full height and steeled my spine for whatever was coming. Although I knew I didn’t do anything wrong, you could never be too sure about anything. So as soon as he opened the door with a huge grin on his face, the fucker must have known how I was feeling.
“Come on in, kid.”
Fuck. I knew right then this wasn’t anything to panic about. Snake and Knuckles shared their office since they always needed to be in contact. was no point in wasting space since the office was so fucking big anways.
“You have been here a while now, haven’t you?” he asked. Which I knew was somewhat of a rhetorical question, but I still answered.
“A little over a year now, Snake.”
“I usually don’t do things this way, but you pulled the impossible and brought Stana’s sister back for her. In turn, making Crow a much happier man since Stana is now fine. She was a fucking wreck while you were gone. Crying every fucking second. It was not the regular clubhouse while you were searching for her sister. So with that being said, we want to patch you in. Of course, we will have church and you will be voted in, but no one else knows besides us and Crow. You do want to be patched in, right?” he questioned me in all seriousness.
Shit! I couldn’t believe this was finally happening. There was nothing I wanted more than to finally be a part of this brotherhood, cement my place in this club that I called home. Having a bigger purpose in this world, other than being the fuckup brother and son that couldn’t do anything about what happened before I came here. Next thing I knew, Snake was behind me. slapping my shoulder.
“You ain’t gotta worry about none of the shit that is going through your head, kid. You proved yourself to us and now you will be one of us. That is what the brotherhood is. We are willing to bleed for you, kid. Get used to it.”
Snake and Knuckles knew everything of my past. I didn’t really feel like telling everyone else about myself, yet. It isn’t that I cared what they thought of me, I couldn’t give a fuck less, but dredging those memories up for no reason would bring me back to a place I never wanted to go again.
“Thank you, Snake, but honestly, bringing Riley back was never an option for me. I don’t know what it is about her, but she will be my old lady. Ya know, it never occurred to me that I would find someone this young in my life that I could see being with forever, but there is just something about her,” I confessed.
“You know, kid, I see the look on your face that I saw everyday in the mirror when I was with my wife. Women have a strange way of getting under our skin. As soon as they are, there ain’t no gettin’ them out. But good luck to ya. Crazy bitches,” he muttered at the end of his speech. He told me to get the hell out of his office and I left to go find Riley. She was the first one I wanted to tell. Speaking of which, that got me to thinking about what happened last night.
Meeting Reese was something I couldn’t even describe. There were so many emotions running through me. First and foremost, I felt disbelief. I couldn’t believe I was actually seeing what was happening, but there it was right in front of my face. A completely different person than the Riley I came to know and was slowly, piece by piece, falling in love with. Yeah, I may be young, but that is the only thing I could explain as to what was happening to the organ that pumped my body full of life. It was almost beating for her.
So, seeing Reese come out like that definitely had me surprised, but at the same time, it was so completely real that I couldn’t do anything but accept it. Accept Riley. Honestly though, it made me feel good that Riley had someone looking after her when she needed it. It all started to make sense, why she got that cold look in her eyes sometimes. It must have been Reese trying to come through.
I completely understood why she was afraid to tell me. Any normal person would have probably freaked the fuck out, but I was far from fucking normal. She needed to understand though, I wouldn’t fucking give her up if my life depended on it. There wasn’t anything she could do to make me not love her. As it was, I needed to make sure she understood that every single day.
I found Riley being backed into a corner by one of the other probates. He was a newer kid that just got in. His name was Rubble since he looked like that character from that cartoon show I used to watch when I was younger, the Flintrocks or something. He was short and kind of chubby, but he was around my age. Every bone in my body wanted to go over there and kill the fucker, but Riley had that cold look in her eye. I had a feeling Reese was about to make an appearance and I didn’t know how the club would take that. If they kicked her out I would follow, because no one was going to keep me from Riley. I would have to be dead.
As I watched, Rubble was getting more pissed because she wasn’t reacting the way he wanted her to. She was shorter than him and he had a lot of weight over her, but I don’t think that would bother Reese much at all. Next thing I knew, he pushed her into the corner, got into her face, and was trying to kiss her. I went to move, but faster than I could blink, she had him laid out on the floor while pushing the same knife she used to trail my body with, into his throat. If I wasn’t mistaken, there was some blood trickling down his neck too.
“You are one stupid motherfucker, if I do say so myself. If I didn’t know any better, you are trying to get yourself killed.” Oh yeah. That was definitely Reese. Her voice had a huskier tone to it than Riley’s, and it was a whole lot colder too. I got the fucking chills just from hearing her talk. It actually kind of fucking turned me on. Shit. Was that considered cheating? I fucking hoped not. How the fuck I kept finding myself in these situations I would never know, but here we were.
If I didn’t stop Reese, she would most likely kill Rubble. Considering she killed people like that while she was on the run, I have no doubt Reese had no fear of a motorcycle club coming down on her for killing one of their own. Although, he was quite the sick bastard if he thought he was gonna push himself on her and not get the shit beat out of him by the rest of us. Or at least me.
“Riley!” I barked out, since I couldn’t exactly call her Reese at the moment. She looked up at me but Rubble was still firmly pinned on the ground. She smirked at me with the smallest lilt to her lips and shrugged her shoulders. Backing away and sitting on the couch while running her knife up and down her thigh seductively, Rubble looked at her like she was a whole other being. My heart was racing, but I heard footsteps thundering down the hallway, so I didn’t have time to think into it too much. Reese’s switch was instantaneous. It amazed me how smoothly and quickly her transition went. She hid her knife quickly and she started fretting, looking back and forth between me and Rubble. I knew what she was thinking. She thought that Rubble was going to out her to the club. Not happening.
I got to Rubble just as Snake came around the corner. “Wanna tell me what the fuck is goin’ on out here?” I pushed Rubble to the middle of the floor and snapped.
“Go ahead, motherfucker. Why don’t you tell Snake exactly what happened.” He was looking nervous now and
I watched in satisfaction as a drop of sweat dripped down his neck. Good, I hoped he was fucking shaking in his boots. I couldn’t believe this fuck felt it was okay to try and push himself on a woman. Much less, my fucking woman.
The murderous rage I felt was sparking through my veins like lightning attracted to metal. As he replayed the events, Snake had the same look of rage in his eyes. I couldn’t help but feel a little bit of excitement that I was going to be able to put some of this rage somewhere instead of bottle it up like usual. As soon as that thought popped up, Rage came around the corner. His arctic chill he brought along with him was downright shit-your-brains-out scary, even though I knew that shit wasn’t pointed at me.
“So, you think it is okay to force yourself on women, huh? Bullet, how do you feel about him pushing himself on your ol’ lady?” Rage asked me. The question was rhetorical, but I responded anyway.
“I would like to fucking chop his dick off and shove it down his god damn throat,” I ground out through my clenched teeth. We don’t stand for that type of shit around here. Nor do we stand for drugs of any kind. Rage grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him to the basement door. He looked at me with a question in his eyes. I nodded to let him know I would be there in a minute.
There was a room down there that was always ready for whatever kind of shit we had to put people through, whether it was questioning or punishments of some sort, that was where we did it. The room was soundproof too. That always helped. Rubble tried to beg for forgiveness, his pride shriveling up right in front of everyone. I went over to Riley to make sure she was alright. I didn’t want to be around her with the rage strumming through my veins, but I had to at least make sure my woman was alright.
“You okay, darlin’? I know that was a shit position you were in.” I took a deep breath and brought her hand to my mouth and kissed each knuckle, hoping it would help calm both of us from the physical contact. It amazed me how soft her skin was compared to my rough and calloused hands. She took a shaky inhale of breath and held it for a couple seconds. When she let it go, it was like she let the whole situation go.
She laid her head on my shoulder and whispered, “Yeah, I am okay now, Axel. I know you don’t understand the way Reese works, but she is thankful you stopped her when you did, she would have killed him and she doesn’t want to put either of us in that position.”
As I sat there and listened to her telling me about Reese, it made it even harder for me to accept the fact that I was attracted to Reese. It really made me wonder how I was going to bring that up to Riley. Being that Reese always wanted to protect Riley, it was an automatic extension of my feelings for Riley. I didn’t know how to explain it other than that. “I need to go downstairs and help them with a few things. You gonna be alright up here for a little while, baby?” I asked. She told me she was going to go find Stana and the twins. Knowing that the babies would help cheer her up only made me think of her pregnant with my baby. Nope. Not going there right now.
Making my way downstairs to the interrogation room, I noticed that everyone was standing outside the room. Everyone except Rage. We all knew what that meant. As if thinking about him brought him to the door, it opened and I could just see inside. Rubble was tied to a chair and he was crying with snot running down his face. That was just ridiculous. “He is all yours, brother. Just don’t kill him,” Rage grounded out. I was sure he was pissed too, since Riley was his half sister.
As I walked in, the rage I felt before only multiplied because I kept seeing Rubble back her into the corner. I didn’t say a word as I stared at the piece of shit that tried to hurt my woman, and would have forced himself onto any other woman if he had the chance. That was the last of my thoughts as my fist flew into his jaw. I hit him so hard a couple teeth flew out of his mouth as his head whipped backwards. The next thing I remembered I was being pulled off him by Rage. He threw me into the wall and got in my face.
“That is enough. Now, go get yourself cleaned the fuck up and I will take care of this.”
Breathing heavily, I pushed myself off the wall to see Rubble who was now unidentifiable. His eyes were swollen shut and his face was one big bubble of purple and blue bruises. I took a deep breath and let it out before I turned to leave and get upstairs for a shower.
Getting into the bathroom in my room, I shucked all my clothes onto the floor, stood in the cold water and watched all the blood run down the drain. Letting out the beast inside me scared me because I didn’t just black out when I was angry, I stopped feeling. I ultimately lost myself in my rage, and sometimes I wasn’t sure I would come back out the same person I was before I fell into that deep dark black hole. Hearing the shower curtain move, I turned around to find Jade, one of the clubwhores naked behind me. Fuck! Could this day get any fucking worse?
Riley
Playing with the twins and hanging out with Stana made me feel a little better about everything that happened earlier. I mean, technically I wasn’t aware of everything that went down because Reese took over, but I knew what was happening and I knew I would have to deal with it eventually, but I didn’t want to process that right now.
Honestly, all I wanted was to be wrapped up in Axel’s arms and his warmth. Giving the twins a cheek pinch and Stana a kiss on the cheek, I left to go in search of him. I found Rage at the bar, so I knew they must have come up from the basement. I saw some blood on his knuckles that I subconsciously knew was from Rubble. That little fucker.
You are gonna have to deal with that anger sometime, babygirl. You can’t hide behind it forever. Maybe Axel will help you with it in bed?
Rolling my eyes at her comment I made my way towards Axel’s room. His door was shut so I knocked but got no answer. I cracked it open and saw the bathroom door was open and heard the shower was running. That was perfect. A hot shower would be amazing right now. It would help boil the day right off my skin. I stopped cold in my tracks when I saw the pile, or rather, the barely there pile of women’s skanky clothes and whorish stilettos on the side of the bed that I slept on last night. That was when I heard the voices.
“Come on, baby. Just let me help you get rid of that rage. I know what it is like,” the bitch said, in what I guess she thought was a sultry voice, but just grated on my nerves like someone biting a fork. I felt it then. The anger that Reese was talking about. It was all bubbling up into what I could only describe as a fury so deep that I thought my fucking heart was going to beat right out of my chest. I didn’t know what came over me, but as Reese tried to take over as she usually did in these instances, I pushed her back. This was my shit to deal with and I needed to deal with it sooner rather than later.
I decided when I heard Axel tell her to get the fuck out and she didn’t listen, it was time for me to step in. Stalking into that bathroom like my ass was on fire, I pulled the shower curtain back and I was momentarily stunned by the beautiful body of Axel. This seemed to be a common theme for me. And then the whore opened her mouth and ruined it.
“Can I fucking help you, bitch?” She didn’t cover up at all and I wasn’t one to body shame. She had a banging body, but her attitude just made everything ugly.
“You can, actually, by getting the fuck out of my man’s shower,” I demanded through my clenched teeth. I couldn’t help but notice Axel wasn’t hard at all when I first pulled open the curtain. Now he was standing at attention with no shame watching everything go down. This crazy bitch apparently thought I was joking because she scratched her nail down Axel’s chest and that was the end of these games for me.
Ripping her out of the shower by her hair gave me great satisfaction since I knew she couldn’t touch Axel or stare at what was mine anymore. I pulled her arm behind her back and pulled her ear right up to my mouth to make sure she heard me.
“You are going to get your piss poor self out of this room and get yourself dressed. Then, you will go apologize to Bullet for trying to force yourself on him. After that, I want you out of this room and out of my sight. I won’t
tell Snake about this incident, but try and pull this shit again and you will find yourself abandoned out in the middle of fucking no where with your mouth duct taped shut and your hands tied behind your back, with nothing but the clothes on your back. Judging by what is on the floor, you would end up freezing to death or at the very least, becoming a bear’s dinner by nightfall. Understand?” She was shivering and if I wasn’t mistaken, I could hear her crying silently. Her head nodded her agreement and she didn’t even take the chance to get dressed.
When she ran out of the room and shut the door, I took a deep breath and released it.
That was fucking amazing. You are finally standing up for yourself. If I didn’t know any better, I would think Axel has a large amount to do with that.
I think she was right, and I sent her a huge mental hug. I still got creeped out that I could do that sometimes. I turned around to head back into the bathroom and see if Axel was still in the shower, it was sounding even more alluring than before. I stopped dead for the second time that day to see him leaning on the door frame naked as can be and the water dripping onto the floor in a puddle beneath him. As I took in all the hard lines and tattoos that covered his body, my pulse kicked up a few notches at the predatory gaze that lingered in his eyes.
I felt like a gazelle about to be hunted by a cheetah. He didn’t say a word when he stalked over to me. He circled me like a lion pack would their prey. Stopping behind me, he threaded his fingers through my hair and pulled my head back. Bringing his nose to my neck, he dropped his teeth to my pulse on my neck and bit hard. Hard enough that I knew there would be teeth marks there for a few days. But it didn’t hurt. If anything, it sent a tingle of pleasure right to my clit. I think I moaned because he pulled even harder on my hair making it hurt. Unbidden tears sprung to my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall. I knew he wouldn’t take it too far. His other hand came around my front and slid under my shirt to my stomach that was quivering with want.