Chasing Demons (Angels and Sinners Book 3)

by Trixie Brewster

  “Damn babe, I hate that you got to that point. What’s his name? I can take him out easy. I mean it.” I couldn’t help but laugh, out of all that deep, he just wanted his name. Not going to happen.

  “Nah, it isn’t worth the effort. I’m better now. Call it a learning lesson.” I smiled at him.

  “You must have felt all alone, hate that for you. But you will never be alone again.” He leaned forward, just a breath away from my lips.

  “Yeah, I like that,” I tell him as I fill in the gap between us.

  Chapter 21

  Jag

  I really wanted that boyfriend's name, first and last. I could get Diesel to find out where he was today. Maybe pay him a little visit for hurting what is mine. I hated that she felt like she needed to check out. She was young, felt all alone, and didn’t have anyone to talk to. I could understand that. I got that all too well. Life wasn’t easy, having to learn where you fit into this world. For some it is easy, for others that are going at this life alone, it can be fucking brutal.

  When I got out from under my step-dad, I ran and worked my ass off. I bounced around for years, going from one job to next having a hard time dealing. I loved the freedom that I had at first I spent every dime that I made. But as the years went on, I started to save my money. I only bought what I needed and saved the rest. I had a pretty good little nest egg by the time I was twenty-five. I never wanted to be in a situation that I couldn’t get out of. Coming to Redding was the first time I felt like I belonged anywhere. I started prospecting for the Angels and Sinners right away. I loved the feeling of family. I didn’t like the idea of being in a family at first. But the longer I was here, the more I understood what family was. My brothers had my back, no matter what. It was here that I realized that I could put my anger to use. I had a lot, and after two years, I was promoted to Enforcer. I had this way of getting information and protecting those that needed it. I started up A&S protection and brought even more money into the club and my savings. If I wanted to retire, I could and live like a king too. I knew that Chloe was from money, but I didn’t care about her money. Hell, I had plenty of my own.

  It has been over a week since Diesel put the actions in motion. Things had been quiet too damn quiet for my liking. I knew it would be a matter of time before one of them gave in and contacted her and tried some shit. Diesel was keeping an eye on things. I had Troy patrolling the streets and keeping an ear to the ground as well.

  But none of this kept Chloe down. She was still caring for others. Chloe made a care basket for P. Although P didn’t like charity, she appeared to like Chloe. We took the basket to her. “What is this?” P demanded from her spot on the couch. Looking temperamental as ever.

  “Well, I thought you might need something to keep you entertained.” Chloe smiled as she handed the basket over. She had baked some cookies, got her a kindle with books already loaded. Some adult coloring books. Along with some other shit that pregnant women might want and need.

  P went through the basket. When she got to the coloring book, she laughed. “Thanks, girl, I could definitely use this.” Chloe had this ability to make people relax around her. She had that effect on P and hell on me too. I didn’t feel nearly as angry when I was around her.

  Living with her felt right, even a little domestic. We ate together in the mornings and evenings and went to lunch together sometimes. She packed me lunch if I was going to be too busy to take her out. Like I said, domestic.

  I tapped the desk as I got up. Today was Saturday. Chloe had the day off and was at home. Home, I never actually thought of any place as home. I shook my head as I laughed. Damn, she had me all tied up in my head.

  Getting to her house, I nodded to Troy as I pulled in. Cutting the engine. “Boss, all is good. She is in the backyard. She told me to go away that she needed some privacy.” He shook his head at me. “Gonna have your hands full with that one.”

  “Yeah, like you don’t have yours full with P?” I asked with a smile on my face. It seemed I was doing more that now. Smiling, or as much as could. It felt good.

  “Yeah, can't argue there. Well, I’m out.” He gave me a backward wave as he left. Shaking my head, I made my way to the backyard. Both dogs were outside. I felt better knowing that Diablo was here with her. He wouldn’t let anything get to her. He already proved that the last time Thomas was here.

  What I wasn’t prepared to see was Chloe laid out, stark naked on the ground. She was face down, nothing on. My dick was hard immediately. Her round ass was begging for my hand, my mouth, and my dick. Last night I promised her that I could be inside her ass tonight. And damn, if I wasn’t ready to do just that right now.

  “Chloe?”

  “Mmmhmm,” She answered without turning around. It hit me that Troy may have walked in on her naked state before I got home. I felt anger bubbling up that someone else saw her like this. Someone like Diesel. I should have warned her that I had cameras installed in and around her house. For security reasons.

  “Babe, you shouldn’t be out here like that. Troy could have seen you. Not happy right now.” I could hear the steely edge in my voice. If she heard it, she didn’t make a move to show it. She was defiant.

  “Sorry, you’re not happy, Dax. But it has been a long time since I could be in the nude. You know my favorite past time and all. But I told Troy to stay out front. Not stupid, Jag.” The way she said my road name had me acting. I bent over and smacked her ass as I picked her up and took this inside. I knew she didn’t realize that Thomas could be watching her right now. Shit for all we knew, he could be hiding out in the house I used to live in. That realization hit me hard, shit did I leave a stone unturned. I contemplated that but threw the notion out. I had Troy scope the place and this road out.

  Putting Chloe on the bed, I looked down at her. She had a big smile on her face. I narrowed my eyes at her as she rolled over and put her ass in the air. All the anger was gone in an instant as I saw the jewel between her ass cheeks. I put in this morning, but I figured she would have taken it out by now. The idea that she left the plug made my cock thump against my zipper.

  “You didn’t tell me I could take it out.” She gave me a wicked smile over her shoulder. Fuck, I should make her wear it till after dinner, but I couldn’t. I had to have her right now. Reaching into the drawer next to the bed, I grabbed the vibrator and the lube, then I lost every stitch of clothing. On my knees behind her, she pushed her rear into me and moaned out when she felt how hard I was. Running my hands up her back, I wrapped my hands into her hair. “You do this to me, woman, make me lose all control,” I growl into her ear.

  “Good, I like it when you lose control.” Her voice laced with desire. Damn, I couldn’t get enough of her. All of her, her body, mind, damn I wanted her to love me. It hit me hard, I needed this woman, and I needed her light to keep me going. She was the reason for the smiles, for looking forward to coming home. She was my home.

  “You ready for my cock to be in your ass. So deep in there that you remember me tomorrow morning?”

  “God, yes, give it to me, baby.” She ground her ass on my hard dick. Yeah, she wanted this as much as I did. I decided that I needed to take it slow. This was her first, I wanted to take my time and get her worked up about it. I wanted it to be pleasurable for her. Get her into ass play. Slowly running my hands down her ribs, hips, and landing on her ass. I gave her ass a smack. Slowly I pulled on the plug, and then pushed it back in. Doing this slowly, fucking her with the plug. Getting it almost out and thrusting it back inside her. The sounds she was making were driving me insane. She was a very verbal lover, very loud. Fuck, I loved hearing it. I loved it when she yelled out when she came, calling my name and moaning out. Clicking on the bullet, I pulled the toy out all the way, she whimpered at the loss of being full, smiling I lubed up and poised at her rear entrance. Slowly, painfully slowly, I entered her. “Oh, fuck. Fuck. Dax, god, it feels so good.” Bringing the bullet up, pressing it to her clit, she jumped and pushed back at the
same time. We both let out a groan at the same time.

  “You're so fucking tight, damn, ready?”

  “Please, please fuck my ass. Let me come, please.” She begged when I started to thrust into her tight, dark hole. She was so tight, I didn’t know how long I was going to last. I could feel her orgasm coming, that ring of muscle was beginning to contract around me, making a rumble leave my chest. Speeding up, but trying to keep my pace, I didn’t want her to be too sore after this. But fuck if I couldn’t think straight as her cries got louder. “Please, baby, I need to come.”

  “Come, fucking come,” I growled out. Chloe came hard and took me over the edge with her. Pulling the bullet back, I stayed connected, trying to will my dick to go down so I could pull out without hurting her. Feeling myself deflate, I pulled out. She fell into the mattress with a contented sigh. Landing beside her, I pulled her into me. This felt right, not the sex, but having her here in my arms. Her head on my chest, leg thrown over my waist, I knew right then I wasn’t going to let her go. My demons latched on to her and wasn't going to let her go, ever.

  “Gonna run a bath, babe,” I tell her as I get out of the bed. She gave me that smile that made my breath catch. She was happy, I could see that. I liked that I was one that made her smile like that. “Mmkay,” she told me as I backed away from her. Her bathroom was the same as what mine was big. Her walls again were full of color, midnight blue, with pale blue accent pieces on the walls. All of her rugs and things in this room were light blue. The room was relaxing. Looking at all of the shit around the tub brought a smile to my face. She didn’t live like she had money, more like she enjoyed life. I liked it. Starting the water, I poured a healthy amount of bath salts into the tub.

  Getting back into the room, I gathered her up in my arms, bridal style, and brought her into the bathroom. Lowering her into the tub, she sighed as she sunk into the warm water. Getting in behind her, she leaned into me. “God, this feels good.” Huffing out a laugh, I wrapped my arms around her.

  “Yeah, it does.” It wasn’t the water I was referring to, but the woman herself. It felt good to have her in my arms. Like really fucking good.

  “Have you heard anything more?” I knew what she was referring to. I have been keeping her somewhat in the loop. I let her know what we did to their accounts; she got a laugh out of it.

  “It’s been quiet. Too damned quiet.” I tell her as I kiss her temple.

  “You don’t like that?”

  “No, got a feeling something is about to go down,” I tell her truthfully. She stiffened in my arms. “Don’t worry; I won’t let anything happen to you. Babe, I mean it.” Nodding her head, Chloe relaxes back against me. Things were going well for the club too. The Grimm’s have been on best behavior other than the flesh trade, they were trying to get out of. For once, it was nice to take a deep breath without any new threats. Other than Thomas and his shit.

  We brought Molly on board to get all of the legal shit handled. Although I wanted to strangle his little neck, he would be missed if anything happened to him. I had to keep my hands to myself on this one. Between Molly and Diesel, I was sure we could get him on some other charges. Molly wanted us to get him to admit that he had made a deal with Savannah Bowman. Or the other way around. I didn’t think either one of them wanted to go down, though. Having Savannah admit it would mean time in the slammer. She struck me as someone who wouldn’t go down without a fight, though. Chloe knew that if she got a call to record it and get in touch with Troy or me. I wasn’t going to let anything get to her.

  “I started another painting,” Chloe tells me out of the blue. I smiled glad she was getting a muse. I still didn’t understand what that meant. But whatever made her happy, made me happy.

  “Yeah, what are you going to call it?”

  “Don’t know yet. I really don’t even know what I am painting. Just feelings, I guess.”

  “Hmm, and what feelings would that be?” I smile, hoping it something good. Happiness, maybe, she deserved to be happy. Everything she has been through. Losing her father, being left alone in the world to suffer alone. She was stronger than she gave herself credit for. We were all allowed a weakness here and there. I’ve noticed that she smiles even while she is hurting. That shit takes strength. I am still learning her moods, but I can tell the difference in her smiles.

  “Happiness, love, you know all those mushy feelings.” She had a laugh in her voice, but she was serious. My heart rate sped up, damn was she hinting at something a little bigger. Was it wrong that I hoped I somehow got her to feel more for me? Fuck, I was getting mushy. Would these feelings change how I handled things with the club?

  Chapter 22

  Chloe

  The other day in the tub, I almost let Dax knew that I was falling in love with him. How would he handle the news? We haven’t talked about the future. But damn if I didn’t want one with him. I really did, but I was scared of getting rejected again. Today was a decent day, I guess. It was an appointment time again with Dr. Moore.

  “Tell me, Chloe, how have you been?” She smiled at me when I first came in, and the smile came out easy this time from me.

  “Good, really good. I finally gave your idea a go.”

  “That is good, so tell me. How has that been going?”

  “Good, really good.”

  “Did you find that relationship?” She knew that I had my reservations about the whole BDSM. It felt too intimate to have a one night stand. Worried about that, hah. I was pretty much the queen of one night stands.

  “Yeah, I did. Remember, the neighbor, I was telling you about last time.” She nods her head, and a knowing smile spreads across her face. “We kind of got together. It has been a great three weeks.” I couldn’t get the smile off my face thinking about all of the things he can do to my body. Or the way I was feeling about him. I liked the idea that I could love again. But I was still worried about rejection.

  “But, there is a but in there isn’t there.” Dr. Moore leaned forward. This was her way of saying spit it out already.

  “Yeah, I kind of fell in love along the way. I know it is soon, but Dr. Moore, we have a connection. A real one. We have become almost inseparable.”

  “Three weeks is kind of soon, but, if you feel comfortable with him. I can’t tell you not to be in love. But Chloe, what I can offer is to be happy. Don’t worry about the future or the past, just right now.” She sat back in her chair. “So tell me, how the BDSM has gone. Has it helped any?”

  “Wow, all I can is wow. Yes, it has. I tell the difference in myself. I mean, there are still a few setbacks here and there. But I feel lighter. I guess it is the word.” That was the truth. I can’t help but smile and mean it. I feel happy, and like I am living life, really living. Not just surviving as best as I can. I still have the meds that I take when I need, of course.

  “Good, that is good. Now remember it is not a cure, but more like a helping hand. Anything else?” I wanted to tell her about what we uncovered about Thomas and Savannah. But Dax had told me to not tell anyone. We didn’t know who knew who. As long as I have been talking with Dr. Moore, she had never sold me out. But he was right; her loyalties may lie with Thomas. I zipped my lips on the topic and shook my head.

  “Good, that is good. Well, then, Chloe, I guess I will see you in two weeks. My goal is to get you to three weeks soon. Standing up, I waved and left the room. I set up my next appointment with the receptionist. As I was going, my phone rang.

  My smile vanished for the first time in three weeks. The caller ID said, mother. I answered the phone as I got into the car. “Chloe, oh my god, Chloe, I am so glad I got a hold of you.” The worry in her voice almost made me laugh. Almost. I remembered what Dax told me if she or Thomas called. Putting the phone on speaker, I sent him and Troy a message and hit the recorder to record.

  “What is going on?” I feigned ignorance.

  “Thomas, you were right about him. Chloe, he plans on stealing you away.”

  “What?
Mother, why would he do that? I made it clear last time that I don’t want him.” I didn’t want to let her know that I was with Dax. Not yet. I wanted to see where this would go. How much would she give me?

  “Because, baby girl, he believes that he can own you.” The words baby girl hit my heart hard. She knew what she was doing. She had never called me her baby girl ever. It hurt that she had to get her precious money taken away for her to care.

  “Where in the world would he get that idea from?” I asked as my phone vibrated. A text from Dax.

  Get to the clubhouse. Troy will follow you. Go now!

  Getting on the road, I tried not to panic at the severity of his tone. Looking in the mirror, I could see Troy behind me. I felt a little better, knowing I wasn’t alone.

  “When he called me just a few minutes ago, he was yelling that some man has you. Chloe, are you being held against your will?”

  “No!” I yelled out and tried again. “No, mother. I am seeing someone else. Jag.” I hated telling her, spilling my hand. But I couldn’t let her think that he was keeping me against my will. She was the one that sold me.

  “He said something that I didn’t like. Chloe he said if he can’t have, then no one can. Baby girl, you are the last thing I have of your father. I can’t let him hurt you.” Then you shouldn’t have sold me to him. Duh! She actually sounded sincere, but I couldn’t afford to let her words play on my emotions. I was sure that this is all it was. She knew how to manipulate me. Identified the right words to tell me, to get me worked up, so she could get her hands on what she wanted. I didn’t know if this was another ploy of hers or if she was distraught.