Memories from last night come flooding back to me. Waiting for him to come to the mechanic shop, watching him pull inside, the way his ice blue eyes drank in the sight of me, relieved and terrified me at the same time. The way he dragged me off to the backroom, his mouth on mine, his tongue battling my own in a power struggle. His deep voice wanting me to be an actual part of his MC. Him taking me back out to the garage as The Cleaner. I think he made that one up to make me feel like I’m an actual part of something, but it works for me. Duke dragging my ex, Damon, out of the back of the van. Me tapping into the darkness lurking under my skin, torturing him for information. Slicing his throat and watching him bleed out, turns my stomach and the urge to vomit overpowers everything.
I quickly climb out of bed and stumble into the bathroom, just making it to the toilet before I lose what little contents I have left in my stomach. I dry heave a few more times, before I flush the toilet and lean against the wall. Oh God, what have I done? I took a man’s life last night. The vile things he said to me, the lies he spewed right before I dug the blade deep into his throat, watching the blood flow down the handle and onto my hands. My father was right. I am damaged. I’m fucked up beyond repair if I can take a life the way I did.
Suddenly feeling dirty, I stand up on shaky legs and start the shower. I relieve myself and step into the warm steam. My body feels like it’s covered in blood. Staining my hands, my heart, my soul. I scrub myself down with a washcloth, over and over, trying to wash away the stains. I can’t get clean enough. My skin is turning raw but I can’t stop. Sobs wrack my body as I keep scrubbing. Warm hands wrap around my body, stopping my movements.
“Poison, it’s going to be OK. I promise,” Kanye’s deep voice breaks through my mind and I fall into his arms. “Can you tell me what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?” He asks gently.
“I…” I can’t find the words. “I killed someone Kayne. That isn’t me. That isn’t who I am. I don’t even know who I am anymore. Why would you care for someone who’s done what I have?” I sob against his bare chest.
“I’m not perfect either, Poison. I’ve killed people for less. I’m not a perfect man. But you, you’re perfect for me. I don’t care what you’ve done. I care how you handle it now. Damon was a bad guy and you served justice. You’ve saved lives. He would have continued to come after you if you didn’t do what you did.” Kayne grips my face, turning it toward him. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” The conviction in his voice brings me back from my panic attack. I stare into his blue eyes, waiting for the other shoe to drop, but it doesn’t.
“Poison, you are strong, tough, a fighter. When someone or something knocks you down, you get back up, dust yourself off and move forward. That makes me proud to stand by your side. Things are going to get a lot messier when we deal with who killed your club, but I know you can deliver justice where it’s needed. Be proud of that.”
I have no words. What he said penetrates deep into my heart and settles my frantic thoughts. “Thank you, Kayne.” I whisper.
“Any time.” Kanye leans his forehead against mine, the hot water cascading down both of us. His lips meet mine in a sensual kiss I feel all the way to my toes and my stomach flutters. He pulls me against his hard body, his hands roaming down my back and squeezes my ass. Kayne lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist. Our bodies are slick as he moves so my back is against the cool tile sending a shiver down my spine. He breaks the kiss and nibbles and licks his way down my throat. A moan escapes my throat. His fingers drift down my stomach reaching my pussy. He spreads my folds and runs a finger over my clit, pinching and caressing it, sending me into a frenzy of need.
“Oh fuck, Kayne,” I moan in his ear. His fingers move faster over my clit as his mouth sucks on my nipple. “I need to feel you everywhere.”
Kayne releases me, turns the water off and opens the shower door. He grabs two towels, wraps one around his waist and dries me off with the other. His eyes are hooded with desire while he brings the soft fabric over my skin. Once I’m dry, Kayne picks me up and carries me into his bedroom. He lays me down on the bed. My eyes travel over his naked tattooed torso, still dripping with water, taking in all the hard muscle, deep grooves and the mouthwatering V that descends into the towel hiding what I need. Desire penetrates deep into my core from this sexy biker in front of me. I crawl toward the side of the bed where he’s standing and remove his towel. My eyes drop to his hard cock and I lick my lips. I want to taste him.
I reach between us and stroke his hard shaft with my hand. A moan rips from Kayne’s throat, urging me on. I lean down, my lips are inches from his swollen cock, precum glistening on the head. I lick it away. The salty flavor explodes on my taste buds and take him into my mouth, moving up and down. I hollow out my cheeks and take him further, almost to the back of my throat. Kayne’s hands grip my head, tugging on my hair while his hips move back and forth, fucking my mouth, driving me crazy. His other hand snakes down my body, pinching my nipples, moving further until he reaches my clit. My wetness coating his fingers.
“Fuck I need to be inside you before I explode.” Kayne growls, dragging me off his cock. He kisses me, tasting himself. I lay down with Kayne following me. I spread my legs, making room for his big body. The heat coming off him is making me wetter.
“I need you, Kayne.” I respond, looking into his hooded eyes. “I need you to never leave me no matter what. Promise you won’t leave. There’s only one person who can shatter my heart and that’s you.”
Kayne’s lips descend upon mine while he grips his shaft and teases my clit. He breaks the kiss, breathing hard. “I’m never going anywhere. Poison, you’ve worked your way under my skin, in my heart. No matter what, it’ll be you and me against the world.” My heart stutters in my chest. Kayne drives deep inside of me causing a moan to rip from my throat. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Made just for me.”
He pulls out and drives back in. My nails rake down his back, my legs open further. Kayne sits up, watching his cock drive in and out, covered in my juices. My breathing is frantic, my chest is heaving. Kayne’s hands are everywhere on my body, teasing my aching breasts, squeezing my hips as he drives in and out. My body begins to shake, an orgasm starts deep inside my stomach.
“Fuck, Kayne. I’m coming.” I groan breathlessly. Kayne pulls me up so I’m sitting on his lap, my legs wrapped around his waist. My clit rubbing against his groin as Kayne drives deep inside my body. I move my hips back and forth, hanging onto his shoulders for support. Kayne dips his head and sucks one breast into his mouth, the ache having his mouth on my breast sends me over the edge. My pussy clamps down onto his shaft as I ride out the orgasm he ripped from my body. Moans and groans fill the air, the smell of sex wraps around us as Kayne’s cock swells, his release is right on the edge.
Kayne pulls me off him and flips me on my hands and knees. “Are you ready for this?”
“So ready, Kayne. Fuck me like you need too.” I answer, looking at him over my shoulder. Kayne moves behind me, his hands roam over my back, down to my ass. I push back against his hands as he grabs his shaft, pushing inside of me. I can feel him hitting the right spot deep inside my pussy.
“Holy fuck,” he growls, plunging in and out in a fast pace, fucking me hard and raw. He grips my hips hard enough to leave bruises, but right now, I don’t care. I’m loving the feel of his body against mine, his hard cock driving in and out, creating another orgasm to start deep inside of me. He pulls me up, keeping his cock inside of me, so my back is against his front, my legs spread out on either side of his hips, giving him another angle to drive deep. I squeeze my breasts, pinching my nipples. Kayne’s hands roam down my body, his thumb circles my clit, pinching it, while I ride his shaft, chasing another orgasm. I turn my head seeking Kayne’s lips. We’re both breathing hard when our mouths connect in a frantic kiss. He grips my hair and tugs slightly, I moan against his mouth.
“You feel so good. I’m so close,” Kayne groans, kissing my neck, trai
ling down my back. I lean forward on my hands and knees again. Kayne leans over me, peppering my back with kisses, biting and licking his way. His body all over mine, his hard cock driving inside of me, sends me over the edge again. I shout his name as another orgasm rips from my body. Kayne’s cock swells deep inside of me as he finds his own release, groaning my name. We collapse on the bed together, breathing hard, sweat coating our bodies. My bones are limp and heavy, I can’t move. Kayne pulls me against him, moving my sweat soaked hair and kisses my forehead.
“Can we stay for a little while? I’m not ready to get up yet after that.” I ask, snuggling closer to Kayne.
“We can stay as long as you need. But the guys are going to want an update on what happened last night soon.”
“Damn, I was hoping everyone forgot.”
“Nope and it’s only going to get messier.” Kayne runs his fingers up and down my back. “Can you handle it?”
I pick my head up and look into his eyes. “As long as you’re by my side, I can handle it.”
“What happened last night? What did he say to you?” The concern in his blues, takes my breath away.
I can’t look at him while I retell what Damon said. I sit up away from him and cover my naked body with the sheet. “He said Drex made him get in with The Black Destroyers. That if he did his part, he could come back into the club and claim me.” Bile rises in my throat and I tamp it down. “He also said Drex knew about our plan. He knew we were going to overthrow him and hired The Black Destroyers to come in and kill us all. He just wasn’t counting on being there when it happened.”
Kayne sits up behind me and pulls me into his arms. “You’re safe from him now, Poison.”
“Don’t you get it? No, I’m not. He hired a hit for all of us. None of us are safe until they are taken down.” Venom in my voice surprises me.
“Then that’s what we’ll do. We will destroy each and every member involved in the hit. Come on, we need to update everyone.” Kayne nudges me.
We get up and dress quickly. I’m wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, black tank top covered in a flannel and riding boots. Kayne’s wearing a pair of blue jeans that hug his ass, a white t-shirt and his cut, along with his own riding boots. He opens his bedroom door and we walk together down the hallway. He stops at a door and knocks loudly, waiting impatiently for whoever’s inside to open. He knocks again and I hear feet shuffling, a lock being clicked and the door opens to a pissed off Blayde.
“What?” he barks.
“Meeting now. Get up and get moving.” Kayne demands.
I look at Blayde. His eyes are red from lack of sleep, his dark hair is disheveled and exhaustion is written all over his face.
“Give me ten, Prez.” He shuts the door and we move to the next one. Kayne bangs loudly on it. We continue down the hallway banging on each door as we go, waking up the whole MC. I’d be pissed if it was me on the other side sleeping and hear someone bang like that. I try to hide a giggle as we walk down the stairs.
“What’s so funny?” Kanye asks cocking an eyebrow.
“I’d be so pissed if you did that to me. It’s kind of funny.” I answer. He puts his arm around my shoulders, pulling me next to him.
“Good thing it’s not you I awoke then. I’ve seen you pissed off. It kind of scares me.” He lightly kisses my forehead.
“Remember that, Prez.” I tease.
The smell of bacon and coffee wafts around us as we walk into the kitchen. Holly is at the stove cooking and a pissed off Stryker is sitting at the island, drinking a cup of coffee. He looks like Blayde did when he opened his door.
“Morning,” Stryker grunts between sips.
“Good morning,” I answer. I walk over and pour myself and Kayne a cup of coffee. I add two scoops of sugar to mine and stir. Kayne grabs his mug and raises an eyebrow. “What? I like my coffee to be sweet.”
“Got to get the sweet from somewhere,” Kayne mumbles and I swat him in his stomach. “Ouch, I was kidding.” He says rubbing where I hit him.
“Smartass.” I grumble, taking a sip of my coffee, letting the bittersweet taste warm my throat, the caffeine working into my blood stream. “Good morning, Holly. Can I help?”
She turns around and pierces Stryker with a glare before looking at me. “I’m almost done. Thank you though.” She sets a plate of bacon down on the island and scoops the eggs off the pan onto another plate and places that on the counter next to the bacon. Stryker grunts while scooping some bacon and eggs off, shoveling a forkful into his mouth. Kayne raises an eyebrow at a brooding Stryker and he shakes his head in return. I make my own plate and stand next to the counter enjoying my breakfast. A few minutes later Blayde comes stomping in the kitchen grumbling about something, but it’s so low I can’t hear what he says. He pours himself a cup of coffee and makes his own plate.
“Thanks, Holly,” Blayde says between bites of food. “Good to see some women aren’t assholes in the morning.”
“You’re welcome, Blayde. I’m heading up to my room before the Patch Whore gets up and I rip her head off. If you need me just holler.” Holly disappears up the stairs before anyone can say anything.
I finish my food, rinse off my plate and fork and set it in the dishwasher. Kayne hands me his when he’s done and I put it in too. I turn to Stryker. “What the hell did you do to Holly?”
Stryker chokes on his coffee. He’s coughing and sputtering before he answers. “What the fuck are you talking about? I didn’t do anything.”
“I call bullshit on that one. You did something to piss her off. Don’t fucking lie to me.” I growl.
“Listen here, Poison. You don’t know shit.” Stryker barks.
“I know enough that you’re acting like an asshole right now to a woman who doesn’t deserve anything you have to offer.” I shout. My hands are shaking and I really want to hit something.
Stryker’s nostrils flare and his dark blue eyes are narrowed, pinning me to my spot but I’m not backing down. “I’ve tried over and over with her for several months and she keeps shutting me down. So, I’m done and she happened to realize that last night when she saw Trixie riding my dick.” He spits out, shrugging his broad shoulders. Stryker stands up and stomps out of the room, leaving everyone speechless.
“Well, that went as expected.” Talon breaks the silence first. I didn’t even know he came into the kitchen. I look around and everyone’s in here to witness Stryker’s epic fuck up.
“Shit. Kayne, we have to do something.” I turn into his broad chest. Tears fill my eyes as my heart breaks for Holly.
“No, we need to let them figure it out.” His large hands rub my back. “I’ll go and get him, he needs to be present for what you have to say and we need a plan.” Kayne kisses my hair and walks off, looking for Stryker.
I step out onto the back porch needing a breath of fresh air, away from the tension in the clubhouse. A shiver works its way down my spine and I wrap my flannel tighter around me, trying to ward off the impending coolness of the morning.
The back door opens and slender arms wrap around me. “We can’t save them all.” Siren whispers. We both stare out into the woods surrounding the clubhouse, lost in our own thoughts.
“I know, but I’ll be damned if I sit back and watch them destroy each other. Holly is too pure hearted to be treated that way.”
“We don’t know their whole story. Maybe once this business is done, together we can help her figure it out.”
“Thank you, Siren. I love you, you know that right? And when you’re ready, I’m here to listen.” I hug her tight.
“I know. You always have been, but this is something I need to figure out on my own. I can’t keep coming to you when a guy pisses me off. After last night, I don’t know what to do anymore.”
“What happened last night?” I ask, releasing her and looking into her eyes.
“After you passed out and we came here, Kayne gave me Blayde’s key to his room and I slept in there. Only Blayde didn’t try anythin
g. I was hoping he would, but he didn’t. I actually slept and when I woke this morning, I was wrapped around him. Things were getting a little hot when Kayne came pounding on the door. Now Blayde’s all pissed and I’m about ready to throat punch him if he keeps glaring at me. I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t start anything with him right now, but he’s the first guy I’ve met who truly respects me, not using me for their own advantage. It’s so confusing.” She shakes her head and I give her another hug.
Siren has been badly treated her whole life living with the MC and not having any father figure. No wonder she doesn’t know what to do when someone treats her with respect. “Hey, we’ll figure it out.”
“No, I need to figure it out. You have your own shit to deal with.” Siren insists. We’re at an impasse and neither one of us will budge. It causes a giggle to burst from my lips.
“We’re so stubborn.” I say between laughter.
“Yes, we are,” Siren giggles back.
“Ladies, you’re needed in Church.” Tex says behind us, making me jump.
“Fuck Tex, you almost gave me a heart attack.” I rest my hand on my chest, trying to calm my pounding heart. “How can a guy your size have ninja like skills?”
“Talent,” he answers with a shrug. “Come on, they’re all waiting for you.” He holds open the backdoor waiting for us. Siren and I walk past him, through the kitchen and into the backroom they use for Church. Everyone is seated in the respective places at the oak table when we enter. Memories from the last time I was in here invade my mind and it must be written on my face because Kayne offers me a wink and heat rises to my face, making my heart skip a beat.
Church is a sacred place for Club members that women usually aren’t allowed into, but for some reason we’re allowed in this one. Two seats remain open at the end of the table, so Siren and I sit in them, waiting for someone to speak.
Kayne grabs his gavel and pounds it on the table, making me jump. “Let’s get down to business. We figured out who destroyed Poison and Siren’s club, but what we didn’t know was why. After I made a few calls, I had a lead. Now, we as a club, owe a favor. I’m not sure when or where, but Krimson will be calling to cash in.” Mumbles of shock are filtered throughout the room and Kayne pounds his gavel on the table, causing everyone to shut up.
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