Drax (Iron Thunder MC Book 3)

by Kasey Krane

  One more bike ride spent clinging to Drax, and I felt like I was drained of all energy to fight this. Fight this feeling of needing him. Wanting him.

  I felt safe with him. When I was with him, I knew I belonged here. Was that really such a terrible thing to feel, even if we weren’t together anymore.

  Ultimately, it felt like he was the only person looking out for me. The only person I could rely on.

  We walked into the apartment and it felt like I was in some kind of time-warp. I looked around and saw that Drax hadn’t changed a single thing about this place.

  The bed linen, the cutlery in the draining board, the two mugs for coffee on the kitchen counter…

  I stopped still in the middle of the apartment and turned to him in awe.

  “I didn’t think you would still keep this place after we broke up.”

  He shrugged and started removing his jacket.

  “I dunno. I guess I didn’t want to make any changes. Sometimes, I come up here to sit around and have a drink by myself, when I want to get away from the bozos.” He grinned and I grinned too. Then he walked over to the counter and started pouring water into two glasses from the faucet.

  I hadn’t even realized how thirsty I was.

  “It must be nice having a getaway like this.”

  “It can be, I guess. But not if it keeps reminding you of someone else,” he added.

  I could feel myself blushing. He brought the water over to me and I drank it thirstily. Then I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I looked up at him and saw he was watching me intently.

  “You don’t have to worry about anything tonight, MB. They’re not going to find you here. Nobody knows about this place except the two of us. I made sure we were not being followed.”

  I nodded. He had seen the doubt in my eyes.

  “I don’t want to be afraid of my own brother, you know? I always thought I could trust him. We grew up together. I thought I knew him.”

  “This life can change people. Power. Money. Authority. It can all have an effect on a man’s conscience.”

  But it hadn’t changed Drax, had it? He was still the same man I had first gotten to know. He still had his morals and rules.

  “I wish I could help him in some way,” I said.

  I handed the empty glass back to Drax and he took it to the counter. Then I saw him opening the cupboard above the sink, looking in there for our stash. Vodka and whiskey bottles. I remembered we used to stash extras in there. He pulled a bottle out now. It was clearly untouched for the past twelve months.

  “Drink?” he asked, and I knew I needed one.

  Dawn was going to break soon. Out through the one window in the apartment, I could see the sky turning violet as we sat together on the couch. We’d been drinking. Only a little. We were talking a little too.

  Drax wanted to know how my work was going and I told him about how I’d finally bought a space. I was going to turn it into my own makeup studio.

  “I knew you would end up doing something like that,” he said.

  “Yeah, working for someone else just isn’t my thing,” I replied with a smile.

  “Neither is it mine,” he added. “Anyway, I’m very proud of you. This is what you always wanted.”

  “I’m starting to build up a local client list and when I’m a little more confident in myself, I’m going to advertise online and make my presence known outside the community.”

  He was nodding along, listening to my plan with interest. It felt good discussing this with him. Maybe I’d needed his validation all along and now I had it.

  I reached over and poured more vodka in my glass. Drax looked at me lazily.

  “I guess I could ask you how things have been going with you, but I think I know the answer to that question,” I said. Drax drummed his fingers on the side of his whisky glass.

  “Things were going okay before your brother decided he was going to shake things up around here.”

  “I wish I could apologize for him.”

  “You have nothing to apologize for,” he said.

  “I don’t know what’s gotten into him. When he was speaking to me today…talking about how he wants to gain control over everything, wants to be the only MC President in this town…I honestly didn’t recognize him.” I was speaking quickly, trying to get the words out. I wanted Drax to understand how crazy this whole thing seemed to me.

  He nodded and then leaned toward me, patting my knee.

  “Right now, you don’t need to worry about how crazy he sounds or how unbelievable it is. You just need to keep yourself safe and away from the Silver Knights till we get over this.”

  “But if it’s a war between you guys…someone’s going to get hurt.”

  Drax shrugged. “You know what our lives are like, MB. We risk ourselves every day for the sake of a thrill. You know what the odds are.”

  “But he’s going to destroy our family. Our community. Our neighborhood. There are people who rely on him. I rely on him. Why is he doing this to us when things have been so peaceful so far?”

  Drax was looking at me with emptiness. I knew he didn’t have the answers to my questions. Why would he? This wasn’t about him. This was about Crash and me and my family.

  “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be dumping all this on you,” I cried and sat back into the couch. But Drax drew in a deep breath and shook his head.

  “It’s okay, MB. You know you can tell me anything,” he said.

  I felt light. Like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. The fact was that I wanted to keep talking to him. Keep telling him more. But I didn’t want him to think I was dumping this all on him because I was dropping hints about getting back with him.

  I didn’t want him pitying me. That wasn’t the purpose of the conversation.

  “But otherwise, I’ve been doing well, you know?” I added quickly. Drax nodded.

  “Yeah, good, I’m glad to hear it.”

  My gaze drifted down his body. I knew he was checking me out too. I’d missed those strong muscles around me. Holding me close. I’d missed his cock.

  The tips of my ears were turning a raging red now. I wanted to steer the conversation away to safer grounds.

  “Have you been seeing other people?” I blurted. Darn it! This wasn’t what I wanted to say. I didn’t want him to think this was an interrogation. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that. I didn’t mean to put you on the spot…I…”

  “It’s okay, MB. No, I haven’t been in a relationship with anyone else,” he replied. I watched as he emptied the whisky down this throat then banged the glass down on the table.

  “But there have been other chicks. I’m not going to lie to you.”

  I shrugged and looked away from him.

  “Of course. Sure. Whatever. You’re free. You can do whatever you like. Or whoever you like.” I was trying to grin, but I knew I sounded resentful. Even imagining him flirting with someone else made me sick. I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t meet his eyes.

  “And what about you, MB?”

  I licked my lips, worrying the edge of my blouse with my nails. I could paint an elaborate picture for him to make him jealous or I could just tell him the truth.

  “There hasn’t been anybody else,” I admitted. I kept my head down. I didn’t want to look at him. I was afraid he would see how much I wanted him. “I’ve just been so busy, you know? Busy with setting up my own business and all that.”

  “Yeah,” he replied.

  He was watching me. Seeing through me. I didn’t have to meet his eyes for him to know that I couldn’t go on any dates with any other guys because he was the only one. I still wanted him.

  Now more than ever.

  “It’s great that you get to do what you love,” he continued. I nodded my head wildly.

  “Yes. Totally. I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s just that I don’t know what the situation is going to be now. Now that Crash has complicated everything for me and the family and the
neighborhood.”

  When he didn’t reply, I slowly lifted my head to look up at him.

  He looked a little angry, but also very gentle.

  “I’m going to take care of it, MB,” he said.

  9

  Drax

  She said she wanted to use the toilet. I didn’t need to show her where it was. Mary-Beth and I had spent too many weekends cooped up here by ourselves. She knew exactly where everything was. In fact, she was the one who’d picked out those coffee mugs. The coffee table. The radio on the windowsill. The sheets for the bed. There was a touch of her everywhere I looked in this apartment.

  That was what it was like being with her. She’d had a role to play in every part of my life. And now, being alone with her here brought all those memories back.

  Wasn’t I just better off when I hadn’t seen her in a year?

  I was willing to bang two sexy chicks at the same time with no guilt, right? But who was I kidding? I knew I’d fall asleep thinking about Mary-Beth, after I had my fill and kicked those two out of my room.

  As a rule, no woman was ever allowed to share my bed with me.

  Except Mary-Beth.

  She could do whatever she liked.

  I looked up at the bathroom door. She was in there for over ten minutes. A part of me wanted to leave her alone and another part of me wanted to make sure she was doing okay. I got up and went to knock on the door.

  “MB?” I said and realized that the door was left open. I stood there as it swung open and I found her sitting on the floor by the basin. She had her face covered with both hands and it seemed like she’d been sobbing.

  “Hey…” I went over, kneeling down beside her. She looked up at me, blinking a little.

  “I’m alright. Really. I don’t know why I’m being so emotional. I’m an idiot.”

  I held onto her shoulders. They were so strong and frail at the same time. I didn’t know if she wanted me to hug her or leave her alone. She shook her head, like she was disappointed in herself.

  “You’re not an idiot. You’re just in shock.”

  “I never expected my own brother to treat me like that. And I don’t even want to know what he puts other people through. Is Bolt’s girlfriend okay?”

  “Yeah, she’s fine now. You don’t need to worry about other people.”

  “I’m so ashamed. I’m so angry with him.”

  “Right now, we need to focus on keeping you safe. He’s going to find out you’re with me and he’s going to come after you,” I added.

  “And you.”

  We stared at each other’s faces. Mary-Beth let out a deep sigh.

  “I know what you’re going to say. That you don’t care what happens to you.”

  I remained silent. She was right; that was exactly what I was about to say.

  “But I care what happens to you, Drax. I care what happens to everyone in Crash’s destructive path who is going to end up being collateral damage.”

  She tried standing up quickly but lost her balance. She fell backwards and I caught her in my arms. For a moment, she was looking up at me. I wanted to kiss her. Possess her again. Remind myself what it felt like to really own her.

  But she pulled away quickly and started straightening her clothes. Those big breasts were perky and tight under the thin blouse she was wearing. It had ridden up a little so I could see the ample bulge of her waist. I knew exactly what it felt like to hold her body while I pumped into her.

  She left the bathroom and I followed her out.

  “I think I should go,” she said, rushing to her purse that was lying on the couch. The tone of her voice had changed. She sounded a little paranoid.

  “What are you talking about?” I grunted.

  “I’m putting everyone at risk by being here with you, Drax. Don’t you see that? You and I and your whole MC. Crash will never forgive me for coming to you.”

  I walked up to her, watching as she shoved her phone in her purse and zipped it up and turned to stare at me.

  “You need to calm down.”

  “I am calm! For the first time tonight, I’m thinking clearly!”

  She wasn’t. I could hear the paranoia in her voice. I clenched my jaws, trying to keep it together. What I wanted to do was throw my arms around her and hold her to myself.

  “Okay. So where are you going to go?”

  “Home. Back to my apartment. I’ll wait till the morning and then I’ll go see my brother again. Maybe he’ll be a better conversationalist in the morning when he’s sober. Hopefully, he gets laid tonight…”

  I took a few steps toward her and she glared at me with her nostrils flared in warning.

  “This was a bad idea, Drax. I need to put some distance between us. The last thing I want to do is put you and your men in danger. I’m sorry about this. I never should have gone to Fifth Gear. I shouldn’t have tried to solve this problem. What was I…”?

  I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to myself. She fell on my chest with a gasp, my hand on the back of her neck, traveling down till my fingers worked the bottom of her blouse. I could feel the soft skin now. Her supple soft skin. Touching her like this always worked. It used to calm her down in the midst of our big blow-up fights.

  She was breathing hard but also starting to relax a little.

  “I’m not letting you go anywhere, MB,” I said. She was looking up at me, her mouth parted sexily. I hadn’t forgotten those plump delicious lips. The taste of her. The joy of just sinking into her.

  I took her in my mouth, pushing my tongue in so I could explore her all over again. She moaned and pressed herself to me. It was exactly what I needed from her. A sign that she wanted this as much as I did tonight.

  Our kiss turned fuckin’ wild. Tongues. Lips. Hands on ass. I smacked her hard and she groaned. I pushed her back with my body till she fell back on the couch.

  When she looked up at me now, she was breathing even more heavily.

  “I don’t think we should be doing this, Drax,” she said with a shaky voice.

  She sat back on the couch, watching me as I positioned myself in front of her. I was staring down at her. At her pretty little face with her mouth opened wide. I knew what I wanted. I wanted her to make me feel good again. She was like a drug and I wanted another hit of her.

  I jerked my pants open and pushed them down. Then my underwear. I saw the hungry look that entered her eyes. My cock was hard and erect, right in front of her face.

  “No. We definitely shouldn’t be doing this,” I growled and grabbed myself. She leaned forward, opening her mouth even wider and I knew she wanted it too. Did she miss this too?

  I reached for her just as she took me in her mouth. The feel of her soft mouth on my cock made me reel. I tangled my fingers in her silky blonde hair while she started sucking me off.

  This felt good. This felt just right. She made loud smacking sounds as she lapped me up. I could feel my cock throbbing down her throat. She took me in deeper and deeper. Then she grabbed my balls, light at first and then she started stroking them urgently.

  I pushed her head forward and back against me, enjoying the view, watching her head bobbing back and forth. It was perfect. I could come like this. Right now. Shoot my load right down her throat. I knew Mary-Beth was a swallower; she always said she wanted a part of me inside her. I was right on the edge. Her tongue curled around the tip of my cock and I wanted to burst right there in her mouth, but I pulled out just in time.

  She gasped. Then looked at me questioningly. She almost looked offended.

  But this wasn’t how I wanted to finish off.

  Maybe this would be the only chance I got to be with her again. I wanted to make her come too. I wanted to remind myself I still had that kind of power over her.

  “Drax…” she whispered my name hungrily.

  “Take off your clothes, Mary-Beth. I wanted to see you naked,” I growled.

  It looked like her eyes were glowing now.

  She stood up slowly from
the couch. It was like she was making all her actions in slow motion. Just to extend the pleasure of me saying her name again.

  How many nights had I stayed up fantasizing about this moment?

  I didn’t think it would happen again.

  I didn’t think I would see her naked again.

  But here she was, undoing her pants first and peeling them down her big thighs. She was chunky. Delicious. Just the way I remembered her. And now she was standing in her panties in front of me. Looking more edible than she ever had before.

  She was watching me watching her. Maybe she wanted to see just how long I’d be able to keep my hands off her. Not for very long. Not when she looked like this.

  Next, her blouse came off and she was in nothing but her lingerie. It was an electric-blue lace number and I could see her rosy nipples through the fabric of her skimpy bra. The lingerie was doing nothing to keep her tits in place. They were swelling big. Rising and falling.

  I grabbed her by her hips and shoved down the straps of her bra. Her nipples were in full view now. Swollen and erect, just like my throbbing cock.

  I reached down and took her left nipple in my mouth. I heard her moan. She weaved her fingers in my hair while I sucked on her tit. I rolled her other nipple between my fingers. Tugged on it. Squeezed. Made her cry out with the pleasurable pain of it.

  “Drax…oh, my God…” I heard her whisper huskily under her breath. I knew she wanted me. My hand moved down her stomach and into her panties. She was so fuckin’ wet. She’d creamed her panties already. Just from sucking me off.

  I rubbed her clit hard and she dug her nails into my back.

  I had an intense urge to tell her how much I’d missed her. But the last thing I wanted to do now was scare her off.

  I rolled her panties down and kissed her neck. Tasted her milky pale skin. She was breathing hard. She liked it when I rubbed her clit like this. Harder and harder till I knew she was on the brink of coming. I could feel her thighs quivering.

  I pulled away and whipped her around. She fell forward on the couch again, breaking her fall with her hands.