No Way Out

by Lila Rose

  As soon as an old, short, fat bald guy opened the door and screamed in fright, I knew I had been right.

  “Afternoon, Peter.”

  “What did you do to my son?” he yelled.

  “Now, now, Peter, you need to keep your voice down,” Dive said.

  We all knew who Peter French was. He frequented in boss’s strip clubs. In fact, he was in them nearly every night. Talon made sure to know, in detail, who his regulars were and so we all knew Peter was an investment banker who stole money from his clients to live in his nice house and be married to Kathy, the local gold diggin’ whore. It was obvious Malcolm wasn’t the child of Kathy, since she was only twenty, and Malcolm was the same age as Nary.

  I took a step forward and got in Peter’s face. When he saw I wasn’t happy, he paled. “You need to listen and make sure you take it all in. I highly suggest you ship your son off to the Army Reserves. He needs to learn some fuckin’ manners.”

  “What did he do to earn Hawks attention?” Peter asked.

  “He touched a member of ours—”

  “She isn’t a fuckin’ member,” Malcolm shouted. Dive took the opportunity to shut him up by a light touch to his stomach.

  I turned to him. “That’s where you are wrong, kid. Like I said, I’m dating her mum. She is my woman and when that happens her and her kids become mine. Meaning they become a part of Hawks.” I went back to Peter. “Get him out of town. I don’t want to see him for a very long fuckin’ time. If your son steps into this town without us knowing about it first, he will be dead.” Peter spluttered and was about to spew some shit, but I got closer in his face. “He had his hands on my woman’s girl. He kicked her, beat her and was about to rape her. Now I have every right to take his life for what he’s already done. However, I won’t. He got taught a lesson today by someone. Now, it’s your turn to take care of the rest and get him outta here. But don’t ever fuckin’ forget…no matter where he is, Hawks will be watching, and if he steps outta line again, if he tries this shit again or even fuckin’ looks at a woman the wrong way…he will be dealt with, and you know what that means Peter.”

  “And if I don’t?” he stupidly questioned.

  “Then Kathy will know where you go every night and your clients will be receiving an email about the shit you have been doing for years. Fuck, we may just do that anyway because of the shit your son has done.” I stood straight and smiled viciously. “So watch yourself, Peter French.”

  With that, I turned my back on him, and sent a chin lift to Blue and Dive. They shoved Malcolm forward, and Peter being the dumb fuck he was, wasn’t ready for it, so Malcolm went sailing to the floor in a heap, crying out in pain.

  Before I reached my pick-up, I said to my brothers, “I’ve got one more thing to deal with.” I gestured with my head to the waiting Saxon in the car.

  “Do you want backup?” Blue asked.

  “Not sure I’d need it.”

  “Just in case, brother, I’ll go,” Dive said.

  “Right, and I’ll take Billy to clean my car before I go collect Clary from your place.”

  “Thanks for the help today,” I said and walked around the car while Dive got into the back.

  “Anytime, brother, you know that,” Blue called back.

  One chin lift later, I climbed in the car and asked Saxon, “Your address?”

  “Are you gonna make my dad look like that dude?” Saxon asked.

  “Wha’da you mean?” I asked as I started the car.

  “That idiot looked like he was gonna throw up, have a heart attack and shit himself all rolled into one.”

  I shrugged. “I guess we’ll see.”

  Dive chuckled from the back.

  Chapter Twelve

  Stoke

  Unlocking the front door to Malinda’s house, I was more than ready to crash. That was until I found my dick eager for some attention once he heard the taps in her adjoining bathroom running.

  Still, as excited as he was, I stopped in the hallway and first stuck my head in Josh’s room. He was sound asleep on his back, arms spread wide, snoring his head off. Across the hall, I opened Nary’s door and wasn’t surprised to see her laying on her bed with her headphones in, listening to music on her iPod.

  My dick shrivelled, knowing that the action was put on hold until I reassured my woman’s girl. I walked into the room and watched her slowly sit up and pull the earpieces out.

  “You had meds?” I asked, sitting down at the end of her bed.

  “Yeah,” she said.

  “You’ll be hurting tomorrow so you’ll stay home.”

  “Okay, Stoke.”

  I studied her for a moment. She was biting her lower lip, averting her eyes from me and running her hands together. She was fuckin stressing over the whole event, and I couldn’t blame her. Anyone would. “He won’t bother you again.”

  She raised her brows at me.

  “He’s moving away for a while. You won’t see him again, Nary.”

  Her whole body sagged in relief. She licked her parched lips and asked, “Saxon?”

  Fuck me.

  Anyone could read into that one question and know that Nary was interested in Saxon.

  I’d have to keep an eye on them.

  “He’s fine. He’s at the compound.” She bit her bottom lip and then asked, “Why is he there?”

  “After we went and saw his dad, my boss called. Talon, who’s the president of Hawks, I told him what went down. He wanted Saxon at the compound in case his dad wasn’t smart and wanted to cause some shit for him.” I took a breath and laid my hand on her ankle. She flinched but I kept my hand there. “Girl, for what he did for you…it showed us a lotta things about that kid. We asked him if he wanted in the club.”

  “And?” she asked eagerly.

  “He’ll be patched in tomorrow as a prospect.”

  That was when she smiled.

  Fuck me.

  She was more than keen on Saxon.

  “You good for the night now?” I asked.

  “Yeah, Stoke.” I stood from her bed and headed to the door. I had it all the way open when she called, “Stoke?”

  I turned to her and said, “Yeah, sweetheart?”

  “Thank you…for, um—”

  “Don’t mention it. Get some sleep, Nary.”

  “I will…well, now.” She smiled.

  I closed the door to her room after I spotted her put her earphones back in and started down the hall again.

  Jesus. Seriously?

  I looked down at my dick, and felt, more than saw I was hard again.

  It was as if he knew I was headed to Malinda’s room or he was just pointing the fuckin’ way. Probably scared I’d get lost.

  Opening her door, I saw she wasn’t in it. I stepped in, closed the door and then looked to the bathroom door that was shut tightly. I could faintly hear soft music drifting from there. A smile lit my face and I was fuckin’ super glad the kid’s rooms where a long hallway away and we had a laundry and a bathroom separating our rooms.

  Because I was more than ready to take my woman and make her truly mine.

  Gripping the bottom of my tee, I pulled it up over my head. Discarding my boots and socks, I walked to the bathroom door in my jeans only. I opened the door. Malinda jumped, let out a squeak and tried to cover her big boobs with her hands. The rest of her body was already covered by the mountain of bubbles.

  “St-Declan, what are you doing in here?” she asked with wide eyes.

  “I’m beat, love. I came to see you before I crashed.”

  She sat up a little and said, “Oh.” I bit back my smirk when she sounded deflated. “Yes, um, how did it go?”

  “Good,” I said and took the couple of steps in to the side of the large bath, where I knelt beside it. I placed my hands on the side and added, “Nary won’t have any trouble from that kid anymore. He’s leaving town tomorrow. His dad is shipping him off to the Army Reserves. If he doesn’t, then his life is the Hawks’, and we’ll do
what we should have done for touchin’ Nary in the first place.”

  “No…you, ah, you’re doing the right thing,” she said distractedly as her eyes roamed my body.

  “We’ll keep an eye on the little shit. Make sure he doesn’t do anything like this again to another girl. If he does, his life will be snuffed out.”

  She licked her lips and said, “Okay.”

  “Malinda?” I growled.

  Her eyes shot to my face. “Yes?”

  “I just told you we’ll take a life and you’re okay with that?”

  Her brows bunched down as if she was confused. “Well…yes. Declan, that boy was going to rape my child. He already beat her and kicked her with force that have left bruises on her skin. I would have preferred to beat the shit out of him myself, but Nary assured me Saxon dealt with him and he was a bloody mess in the end. Still, if he tries something like this again, then it would be obvious he has a problem. One, I doubt, would be helped with medication, so…if it was to save other women’s lives, then one abusive arsehole’s life wouldn’t matter if someone in the Hawks ended it for him.”

  Hell. She had just blown my mind and I was about to blow my load.

  There she sat in a bubble bath telling me she didn’t care if he was taken out by anyone if it saved other people’s lives.

  She was made for me.

  “Declan?” she asked. I could see she was unsure of her little speech.

  “Give me your hand, love.” She was hesitant. Her arms were still across her breasts, like she was ashamed to let me see her. “Malinda,” I growled. She sighed and removed one arm, the closest one to me. Placing it out toward me, I grabbed her wrist and gently tugged. She gasped, and using her other hand, she braced as her whole body moved to the side of the bath. I smiled smugly down at her, because now I could see her gorgeous big breasts bobbing above the water.

  She went to quickly move her arm back, the one I wasn’t holding but I said, “You cover those beauties again, I’ll get pissed.” She eyed me to see if I was serious and I was most fuckin’ certainly serious. To prove it, I leaned over the bath and slowly sucked one nipple into my mouth. As soon as I had it between my teeth, I bit down and she moaned.

  While I paid attention to each breast and she was occupied, her head was back against the bath, her eyes closed and she was left feeling what my mouth, teeth and tongue were doing to her hardened nipples. I slowly slid the zipper on my jeans down and undid the top button, pulling my cock free.

  I drew my mouth away from her breast, glided my tongue up her chest then onto her neck and bit down. She moaned and cried out my name. I fuckin’ loved hearing it fall from her sweet mouth. It was then I whispered in her ear, “I gotta feel your hand on me, love.” I took her hand, which was still hanging over the bath, and led it to my hard cock. Without hesitation, her small hand wound around my stiffness and slid up and down before my mouth claimed her.

  Her eager hand ran up and down my dick with fast movements. She liked what she was doing to me, but fuck, I loved it more.

  “Declan,” she moaned around my mouth.

  “Hang on, love,” I said and dipped my hand and arm into the warm bath water, straight between her legs. I took hold of her thigh. She mewed a little, wanting more, her grip tightened on my cock, drawing a groan from me. I slid my hand up and glided two fingers over her bare pussy.

  Leaning back just a little, I watched her hand on me as she tugged me off. I caught her lick her lips and then bit down on her bottom one, until I ran my fingers down to her core and into her tight little pussy, then she opened her mouth, only no sound came out. But I watched her chest rise and fall rapidly.

  She liked me touching her as well.

  “Declan, oh, God. More,” she ordered. I arched my fingers inside of her, hitting her sweet spot as my thumb ran over her clit. “Yes,” she sighed.

  “You like my fingers fuckin’ your pussy, love?”

  “Yes, God, yes,” she moaned.

  “Christ, Malinda, you are fuckin’ amazin’,” I hissed and started to pump my hips forward. My dick slid in and out of her hand faster and faster. My balls tightened. I was close, but I wanted my woman to finish first.

  As she spread her legs wider, as wide as the bath would allow, I deepened my fingers and fucked her with more speed and my thumb circled her clit faster.

  “I-I’m close,” she gasped.

  She opened her mouth to cry out, but I slammed my mouth down on hers and swallowed her cries as her pussy’s wall clamped down around my two fingers. All the while, her hand didn’t let up and loosen around my cock, and I was fucking glad, because in the next second, I squirted my load over the bath wall and floor, grunting through it while I kissed her.

  “Fuck,” I uttered. I was more than exhausted now. “Come on, love. Get dry and get your arse into bed.”

  She giggled, a blush lighting her cheeks. “So bossy after you come.”

  “Damn right, especially after I come so hard from just my woman’s touch.” I smiled and stood from the floor. Her blush deepened when she saw my drained cock was still out and ready for viewing. I swivelled my hips, shaking my cock at her and added, “See what you did. You tuckered him out.”

  She burst out laughing. As I slid my jeans off, I leaned over and kissed her, then ordered again, “Get out, woman. I need sleep.”

  “Um…I would if my legs could walk, but right now, that isn’t possible.”

  Chuckling, I said, “Good to know I tired my woman out then. Imagine what it’ll be like after we actually fuck.”

  “I may need a wheelchair.” She grinned.

  Snorting, I smiled widely and helped her from the bath. Wrapping a towel around her, I picked her up and carried her to the bed. I placed her on her feet long enough to fling back the covers, but then I picked her back up to throw her down. She laughed as her body bounced. I gripped the towel and tugged it from her body. She landed on her stomach and I groaned.

  “Christ,” I swore, she looked over her shoulder. “Your arse is every man’s dream.” Reaching out, I slapped it. She gasped and I grinned as a red mark quickly rose on her pale skin. “Jesus, now look what you’ve done,” I growled, standing back up. When she spotted my hard cock, she laughed. Instead of giving my dick what it wanted, I climbed into bed, rolled her over to her side and brought her back against my chest. My dick was nuzzling itself between her arse cheeks. “I think he likes you.”

  She snorted and then giggled. “That’s okay then. I think I like him.”

  “Good,” I growled and then asked, “You know you’re not allowed to like anyone else’s right? If you did, I’d have to kill him.”

  I felt her shake her head, but when she spoke, I could tell there was humour in her voice. “As long as he knows the same goes for him.”

  Thrusting up, I said, “Oh, yeah, he knows, and wouldn’t want to go anywhere else.”

  We settled in and I hoped to Christ my cock got the message that it was sleep time soon.

  “Declan?”

  “Hmm?”

  “Is, um, could…is Saxon here and could he have heard us in the bathroom?”

  Hell, I was surprised my woman was shy after what we’d just done; she wasn’t during it. Too cute.

  I smiled and kissed her neck. “No, love. He ain’t here and I checked the kids before I came in. Josh is sound asleep and Nary was listening to music.”

  She sighed loudly. I chuckled. “Don’t you laugh at me,” she snapped and hit my thigh. My dick perked up thinking she was ready to play. “But…is he okay?”

  I gave her a squeeze around the waist. “Yeah, Malinda. He’s all good. Just stayin’ at the compound in case his father gives him more shit.”

  Which wouldn’t surprise me. We’d showed to Saxon’s rundown, beat-up house, broken windows and all. After we climbed outta the car, his dad was already waiting on the front stoop, with his arms crossed, a frown and a glare at his son.

  “What shit have you done now, boy?” he yelled.
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br />   “Nothin’,” Saxon said.

  We stopped just in front of him and let him eye us. I didn’t have my cut on, but Dive did and once he saw we were a part of Hawks, his eyes narrowed even further.

  “You tellin’ stories?” he demanded from his son. “Got some balls bringin’ Hawks members here, son.”

  “I didn’t bring them. They wanted to come,” Saxon said. It was obvious he’d had enough and was embarrassed by his dad because he walked up the stairs and got just past his a father before he received a fist to the back of the head.

  “Bullshit,” his dad yelled.

  Saxon stumbled forward, his hands going to his head to protect himself. But he didn’t need to. His idiot dad went for him again, stupid fuck either forgot we were there, or was dumb enough to think we’d do nothing about it.

  Dive grabbed him in a headlock and I sent a hit to his stomach. He groaned and spat to the ground. “Let him up,” I ordered. Dive let go only to grab hold of his arms. I got close and said, “We’re takin’ your son with us.” I looked to a wide-eyed Saxon just in the doorway. “Go and grab all your shit, kid, you ain’t comin’ back.”

  “You can’t take him,” he yelled and struggled from Dive. Only Dive was a huge arse guy and strong as a fuckin’ ox, so he didn’t let go.

  “Saxon, go,” I growled. As soon as he was out of earshot, I pulled a knife from the back of my jeans and put it to dickhead’s neck. “You contact him, come near him, or lay one fuckin’ finger on that kid again, I will shove this straight up,” I dug the tip of the blade into the man’s chin, “and when they find your dead body, they’ll be able to see the blade through your mouth and in the back of your eyes. Do you get me?”

  “W-why him?” he asked.

  “He saved a Hawks member. We owe him, and by owing him, we’re taking him away from a motherfucker like you who likes to beat on kids. He’ll be under our protection. You fuck with him, it means you fuck with Hawks. Do I need to explain what that means?”

  “A blade to me.”

  I smirked. “I guess you’re not as dumb as you look.” I gestured to Dive to let him go. I stood back a step and then planted my fist on the fucker’s jaw. “That’s for takin’ your shit life out on him,” I barked.