Fate (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 3)

by KT Fisher

  Bomber shakes his head. “No.”

  “What?” I ask, turning to face him on the bench we sit on.

  “Whatever Baby does is his own business.” He gives me a pointed look. “Stay out of it.”

  I give him my best frown. “But Maci is my friend and he hurt her today.”

  He sighs. “Baby is your cousin and Maci is your friend, if you get involved you will get caught in the middle. Stay out of it Elise.”

  “But he is seeing someone right?” I wait for my answer, begging him with my wide eyes.

  “Not exactly.” Bomber answers me, shaking his head as he realises I’ve worked my magic on him yet again. “All I know is, he keeps going back to her and Baby never does that. Some of the men say he’s going to ask her to be his Old Lady, but some just think she’s great in bed.”

  Typical men.

  “And what do you think?” I pry.

  He takes a long sip from his beer, just to torture me I’m sure. “I don’t think she’s Old Lady material.”

  “What makes you say that?”

  He shrugs. “A feeling, he’s always bragging about her. Telling us what she’s like in bed, I don’t think he would be doing that if she meant something to him.”

  “But I thought all men spoke about that?”

  Bomber laughs. “Yeah, we do but I don’t give the guys full on details. You’re mine, and I don’t want them knowing that shit, the other guys who have old ladies are the same.”

  “Really?” I’m truly shocked and a little relieved.

  “Course baby.” He kisses my forehead. “Plus, most of the members are your family, they don’t wanna hear it.” He laughs.

  As my mother and Aunt Laura sit next to us, my conversation with Bomber drops.

  “How’s business?” Asks Laura.

  “Great, but I’m thinking of hiring someone to help out. It’s a lot of work alone.” It’s been on my mind for the past couple of weeks, now that the boutique is getting a lot of business. I’ve been neglecting my online store and I haven’t had time to design.

  Both of their eyes brighten at my news.

  “Oh! The twins would be great.” My mother gushes.

  “Poppy and Lulu?” I ask. I don’t know why because they’re the only set of twins I know.

  “Yes, their mother was just talking about them wanting a part time job just last week.” Aunt Laura adds. “I don’t think their dad is very keen though.”

  “Oh Buzz has always been over protective of his girls.” Laughs my mother. “Elise’s shop will be perfect for them, it will keep them busy and I’m sure he will be happy about that.”

  “I think it’s a good idea.” I agree. “Tell Audrey to get in touch with me.”

  “I will do darling.” Aunt Laura winks. She’s the Old Lady to the club president and in turn, keeps in touch with all the Old Ladies connected to the club. She will arrange everything, and I don’t really mind. I knew that if I was to take on someone, they would be family to the club. It’s always the way.

  “Everyone!” Bomber shouts from beside me and I jump from the shock.

  “Bomb?” I ask, looking up at him as he stands from his seat.

  “Seeing as most of us are here, I just wanted to make it clear that this woman,” he reaches down to me and pulls me up. Everyone is looking at us and I feel a little daft. “Is my official Old Lady. So hands of!” There’s a chorus of laughs and cheering. “Elise is mine and always will be.” Bomber looks down at me, swooping me up in a kiss and everyone cheers louder. My stomach bursts with happiness and I wrap my arms around his neck.

  Bomber places me down back on the floor, looking at me with pure adoration and then around at everyone else.

  “Now anyone harms a hair on her head, and I’ll kill ya.” He’s deadly serious too.

  “So will the rest of us!” My father joins in and everyone raises their glasses.

  My mother is crying, while Aunt Laura wipes her eyes and I spot the girls beaming with pride. I cling onto Bomber, feeling the best I have ever felt. I never thought my dreams from what seems like so long ago, are all coming true.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Elise

  Soft kisses tickle my back, but they feel so good. As I awake from my dream, I don’t want them to end and I happily realise that the kisses weren’t a part of my dreaming, but are in fact real. Bomber chuckles as I move a little, his warm hands caress me as he turns me onto my back. I let him feel me, I missed him last night. We both fell asleep together, but when I awoke half way through the night, I found him gone again but I fell back to sleep before he returned. My eyes are still closed as his kisses start again, but this time they travel on the swell of my breast. I groan, loving the sensation his lips create as he moves closer to my nipple. With one hand now rubbing my right nipple, my left is in his mouth and when I finally open my eyes, Bomber’s hazel ones are burning into mine.

  “Good morning.” I whisper, still sleepy.

  Bomber lets go of my nipple. “It aint a good morning yet baby.”

  He travels up my body, separating my legs and I wrap them over his back. Bomber’s hard cock nudges at me, begging to come inside and when he slowly enters my head falls back onto the pillow. A lingering groan escapes me as Bomber fills me completely. Our eyes stay connected as we join, moaning and thrusting together. It’s slow love making, but so delicious.

  It’s a Sunday, so after Bomber wakes me in a wonderful way, I lie naked in his bed at the clubhouse. It’s been two weeks since Bomber declared I’m his Old Lady at Tasha and Devlin’s house party and I’ve been with Bomber every night since. I can’t bear spending a night away from him. I wouldn’t be woken up like this otherwise, and if I’m able to share a bed with Bomber, I’d be stupid not to.

  “Now it’s a great morning.” Bomber laughs, lying beside me in the bed, gloriously naked.

  “So cheesy.” I shake my head. “Who knew?”

  Bomber stretches out his arm and I snuggle into him, one hand on his chest.

  “Are you going to tell your mum and dad?” He asks me and by the sound of his careful approach, I know he’s referring to what Demon put me through.

  “No, they don’t need to know.”

  “Are you sure?” He asks, and I lean up on my elbow to look down at him. I’m not angry with him bringing this subject up. I knew the question was going to pop up soon because we haven’t even spoken about it since we had sex in my bedroom back at my parents’ house.

  “They’re happy, I’m home safe and as far as they know nothing happened to me while I was there. I want to keep it that way.”

  “Ok.” He nods. “I just don’t want you to suffer alone.”

  I lean down and kiss him. “I’m not suffering now, and I’m not alone.”

  His arms wrap around me and I’ve never felt so safe. I’m where I am meant to be. Right here in Bomber’s arms.

  A loud banging on the door breaks us apart and Bomber looks to me. “That your dad?”

  “No.” I laugh. “He wouldn’t dare knock, he wouldn’t want to see us in bed together.”

  “Bomber!” Uncle Franky shouts from the other side.

  “Shit.” I reach down and grab my shirt, pulling it on over my head so I’m at least a little decent.

  Bomber pulls on his jeans, checks I’m covered before he opens the door. He only opens it enough for Franky to see himself, which is fine by me.

  “Morning.” Franky says to Bomber and I can’t help the smirk that creeps.

  “Prez.” Bomber replies, and then Franky shocks me by shouting into the room.

  “I just wanted my niece to know that my grandchild is on their way!” I sit still for a couple of minutes and then bounce from the bed, quickly gathering my clothes. Luckily for me, I keep some of my clothes here in Bomber’s club room because I have been spending so much time here.

  “Oh my god!” I screech.

  “Lauren’s in the hospital now.” Franky adds. “Grim is shitting himself.”

>   Bomber laughs at the door, and I hear them quietly continuing to talk. Probably club business, but I don’t care about anything right now apart from my cousin giving birth to her baby! I put on my jeans, but change out of the top I had urgently thrown on when Franky arrived.

  We have our breakfast and I notice that there’s an excited feeling around as we all wait on news about Lauren and the baby.

  “I wanted to go the hospital.” Sulks Drew, Sketch besides her eating his breakfast.

  “Grim just wants it between the two of them, and I can understand that.” She sends me a little smile.

  “I’m just too excited.” She bounces in her chair.

  Maci and Tasha soon arrive, we all wait together and the men begin their bets on the sex of the baby. It’s a lovely atmosphere and I just wish Lauren was here herself to witness the support she has from everyone, but she’s doing something much more important right now. I think there’s even more buzz about the place with the members because if Lauren gives birth to a boy, he will be the clubs President after Grim.

  “So, you two are looking pretty serious.” I say as soon as Drew and I have a moment alone.

  Her smile is wide and contagious. “Yeah, I love him.”

  “I can tell.” I laugh. “And he loves you too.”

  We both look across the room, Bomber and Sketch stand with Baby and Scrappy. Sketch sends a wink to Drew and Bomber puckers his lips towards me, sending me his kiss. Drew and I laugh but then I catch sight of Baby staring across the room. I don’t even have to follow his line of sight to know he’s watching Maci, she’s talking with Grinder and if I didn’t know better, Grinder is flirting and Maci is soaking it up. Good for her.

  All of a sudden, Franky’s phone rings and we all freeze. After over eight hours, could this be the phone call?

  “Hello?” Franky answers, everyone is watching his every move, eager to know if it’s Grim with the news. He mumbles a few words that are too low to hear and Drew and I exchange a glance.

  Franky ends the phone call, looks up to us all and the room is deadly silent. A broad smile appears and his arms open wide.

  “It’s a boy!” He shouts at the top of his lungs. “I have a grandson!”

  A chorus of cheers erupt, and a very quiet clubhouse turns into an excited and loud one. Drew and I share smiles and Drew wipes her eyes.

  “I have a nephew.” She giggles.

  I give her a huge hug. “I can’t wait to see him, I wonder how Lauren went?”

  “I’m sure she was a tough nut.” Drew laughs and I have to agree.

  Bomber wraps his arms around me from behind and I lean my head back against him.

  “So Grim is a dad.” Bomber squeezes me.

  “He is.” I answer, a weird feeling settling over me. “When can we go and see the baby?”

  Bomber laughs. “Not yet, Franky said Grim will let us know when Lauren and the baby are ready for visitors. Her sister is with her at the minute, helping her.”

  “Maisy?” I ask.

  “I’m glad she’s with her.” Drew adds.

  “So am I.” I agree, I’ve heard a lot about Laurens sister and the past she shares with Lauren. She must be happy to have her sister with her after all this time and the struggles they have come through.

  A round of drinks is handed out and once everyone has theirs in hand, Franky raises his glass. “To the baby!” He shouts and we all raise our own, repeating the toast and drink.

  Scrappy and Baby put in an order for takeaway pizzas and we all wait, drinking merrily and celebrating the birth of a new baby. The little boy has no idea how many people want to meet him. The children of all members are celebrated, of course but Grims child is different than any usual member. This little boy might as well be royalty around here, because he’ll be looked upon that way. He’s the son of the VP, the grandson of the Prez and will one day follow in both of their footsteps if all goes well. Some of the sons that are raised within the club aren’t fully pledged members and have jobs outside the clubhouse but still contribute. It’s a rare occurrence and has never happened to my families sons. All boys that have been born into this have taken it on and wear their vests with pride. I’m pretty certain Grim’s son will be exactly like his dad, a force to be reckoned with.

  Bomber and I sit with Drew, Sketch, Scrappy and Baby as we eat. Maci is sat at a table, alone with Grinder as they talk and eat pizza. Baby keeps glancing over and I have to hide my smirk. I’m glad my friend has Baby on edge. He deserves it after upsetting her so much.

  Bomber rubs my thigh as we sit side by side, out of view from the others obviously. I look to him as I bite down on my slice, careful not to scare anyone with my eating habits and what I see reflected in Bomber’s pupils have me craving for him. The sound of a phone ringing brings me out of Bomber’s hypnotic stare and I’m not surprised to see its Baby on the phone. I know it’s the girl he’s been running off to immediately and as he says his goodbyes, I don’t miss the look Maci and Baby share as he passes her table.

  “Well, we’d better get to bed.” Bomber stands, holding my hand.

  “Great.” Scrappy mumbles, looking sickened as he looks between us. “I know you two are together and everything, but I don’t need to hear about it.”

  Laughing, I let Bomber lead me away and back to his room.

  “So eager to get me alone?” I ask as he shuts the door behind us.

  Bomber watches me as he steps closer. “I want to finish what we started this morning.”

  “Sounds good to me.” I’m able to say before his mouth is on mine and he guides me to the bed.

  I crawl up the bed and Bomber settles between my open thighs. Through his jeans I can feel his hardness pressing into me, wanting to be let loose. I moan into his mouth, bringing my arms around his neck and just letting him own me completely. I love my family and the club members, but I love these moments with Bomber even more. There has been too much time apart and we crave alone time to try and at least make up for it.

  As Bomber travels down south, removing my clothing as he goes, I couldn’t be happier and my eyes close as his tongue licks along my pussy. God I love this man.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Elise

  I’m in the shop with Poppy and Lulu, as they see to the customers out front and keep on top of the stock, I’m in the back taking care of business. Now that I have the twins to help me, I am able to design more and handle my online shop more efficiently however my mind keeps drifting to Bomber and everything we did last night. My cheeks blush when I replay it all and when my phone alerts a text message I jump because I’m reliving everything in my mind.

  The text is from Lauren and I’m excited to read that she’s home and wants to see me and the girls immediately. I reply straight away to let her know I’ll be there within an hour and that I have a little present for the new family member.

  “Poppy?” I ask as she walks by the backroom I’m hiding away in.

  “Yeah?” She pops her head around the door, a big and helpful smile in place.

  “I’m going out to see Lauren in an hour, will you and Lulu be ok?” I ask.

  “Of course.” She says, stepping into the room. Her eyes wide with excitement. “Are you going to see the baby?”

  “Yes.” I shut the laptop and reach down for the bag that’s beside my feet. It has the gifts I got for the baby and as I look inside, I get all giddy with eagerness to see him.

  “Ugh I’m so jealous!” Poppy pouts.

  “What’s this?” Asks Lulu, standing beside Poppy and I’m stunned at how identical they are for a second. I always am when I see them both together.

  “Lu! Who’s out front?” Poppy asks her sister.

  Lulu frowns at Poppy. “I came back here to tell Elise that her man is here, and he said he would keep an eye on things while I came to fetch her.”

  “Bomber’s here?” I ask.

  Lulu nods and then looks to Poppy. “So what has you jealous?”

  “Elise is
going to see the baby.” Poppy informs her as I grab my coat and bag. Now that Bomber is here, we can go together. Bomber dropped me off at work this morning, so I don’t have my car. I was going to ask him or one of the girls if they wanted to go and see Lauren together.

  “Aw no way.” Lulu claps. “Can you take some pictures? I really want to see him, he’s like the clubs royal baby or something.”

  “That’s what I was thinking.” Adds Poppy.

  “I’ll take some photos for you.” I promise them as I walk past and see Bomber standing behind the counter. He look funny as hell. Good job the shop is empty right now.

  “Hey.” Bomber gifts me with a heated kiss.

  “Bomb.” I gesture back to the girls behind me and all he does is laugh.

  “They’re fine.” He shrugs. “Aren’t you girls?”

  “Yes.” Poppy adds, sounding a little too breathless for my ears.

  “Lauren’s home.” I tell him, holding up the baby bag. “She wants me to come over.”

  “You want me to take you?” He asks.

  “Please.” I flash him my most charming smile and Bomber laughs.

  We say goodbye to the girls, and I let them know if I’m not back before closing, Bomber or Scrappy will be here to help lock up. At the mention of my brother’s name, both girls begin giggling and I have to hold back the gag.

  Bomber leads me to his car, and as we travel my stomach is in knots.

  “God I’m so excited to meet him.” I squeal as we get closer.

  Bomber laughs and as I watch him drive, that weird stir of emotion builds up again and I’m left wondering what it is for the rest of the car journey. We arrive at Grim and Lauren’s house and I spot Drew’s car already here. I knew she would have come as soon as possible, Drew is beaming about becoming an auntie and I can’t blame her.

  “Whose car is that?” Asks Bomber, looking at a blacked out G Wagon. His eyes have turned mushy and I sigh.

  “Shall I leave you alone with the car?” I tease.

  He doesn’t answer me though, which leads me to laugh at him as we approach the car. I have my suspicions as to whose car it is, but instead of answering his question, I just laugh at how stupid he’s being around the car.