Severed Justice (Severed MC Book 3)

by K. T Fisher

  Every part of me starts to come alive as she talks about Dragon’s various toys. I wish I’d got a pen and paper, because I want to write all this shit down. I look over at Eve who’s biting down on her lip as she listens to Diane.

  “You fancy a whipping, Eve?” I ask her.

  I say it as though I’m joking, but I’m not. I’d seriously like Ink to try a few of the things Diane is telling us about.

  She looks at me, her whole appearance flushed. “I don’t know.”

  I can tell she does. “I’ve seen them before.” I whisper to her.

  Her head whips back to mine in shock. “Oh my god. Me too!”

  We bury our heads together, sharing how we each found Diane in compromising situations. We giggle and blush over some of the details, but my interest grows.

  I hear Emma laugh. “I might have to try this sometime!”

  Diane sends her a wink, and Emma looks over at me. Her smile fades a little as she sees me watching her, but when I smile back, hers returns. It’s getting easier. After spending the night with her, I’ve come to realize she’s a really nice girl. No wonder Ink thinks of her as a friend.

  “She’s okay isn’t she.” Eve interrupts my thoughts.

  I nod my head. “Yeah, surprising really.”

  Eve laughs. “You do know if you didn’t like her, I would hate her for you.”

  I smile. “I know.”

  We return to the conversation, Teresa is quizzing Diane about her kinky ways.

  “So, do you tie him up too?”

  “Oh no darling, Dragon is the one in charge. He ties me up and whips me, it works for him and it definitely gets me going.”

  Paramore’s song ‘Decode’ comes over the speakers and Diane stands quickly. “Oh I love this song, come on girls. Back on that dance floor.” She insists.

  “But I thought we were talking sex?” Eve sulks.

  Diane laughs. “Oh honey, we can talk about sex anytime. Now’s the time for dancing.”

  Emma

  I’m lost in my dancing when I suddenly hear Lucy cursing behind me. I look back to see a man dancing with her. Well, she’s struggling in his arms, trying to get away, while he holds her in his arms. My body tenses and I charge forward.

  “What the fuck is happening?” I yell.

  Lucy doesn’t stop struggling as she answers. “I’m trying to get away from this asshole.”

  “Stop fooling yourself woman, you love it.” He leers at her.

  “Get off me.” She shouts more loudly, causing everyone on the dance floor to look our way.

  I grab hold of his arm and try to pull him off. “Let her go.”

  My attempt proves futile. It’s not long before the rest of the girls join us. We all shout at him to let her go. Finally when we prove to be too much, or more probably just too annoying, he let’s Lucy go.

  “I don’t know why you’re all stressing, bitch loved it.” He boldly states.

  “What the fuck?” Lucy shouts back.

  He steps forward, grabbing her ass. “You know you want me babe, don’t fight it.”

  “Step the fuck away from me.” She slaps him away, but he catches hold of her hand in mid air, bringing it down to his crotch area.

  “See babe, you make me hard.”

  Next thing, the man is flat on the floor and has let go of Lucy. She looks shocked, as does everyone else. I look from Lucy, to the stunned man on the floor, and then to the man who’s walking over to Lucy. He’s a huge man, covered in tattoos and sporting his leather cut. I can see his club patch and notice it matches the one that Justice and Ink wear. He’s part of Severed.

  “You okay?” He asks Lucy, and she silently nods.

  “Thank fuck you’re here, Cowboy.” Teresa runs up to him.

  The man on the floor rises, glaring over at Cowboy. “Who the fuck are you?”

  “That doesn’t matter.” Cowboy answers.

  “The fuck it does! That’s my woman behind you.”

  Cowboy laughs. “Is that so?” He looks back at Lucy. “You his girl?”

  Lucy vehemently shakes her head no. Cowboy tilts his head back at the angry man. “I suggest you get lost.”

  “I don’t think so.” He growls, marching forward towards Lucy.

  Lucy quickly moves to hide herself behind Cowboy, just as he lands a right hook on the strangers face.

  Cowboy looks over at the rest of us. “Come over here girls.”

  Cowboy escorts us back to our table, where he gets out his phone and dials. “Yeah, you’d better get down here. Shit’s started.”

  As he hangs up the man that caused all the trouble is slowly getting up from the floor. He stares over at Cowboy, then behind Cowboy at the rest of us. “Fuck this, that pussy ain’t worth this shit.” He says, his voice heavy with disgust.

  He turns to leave but before he can Cowboy storms over, pushing him to the wall, and punching him again and again. We’re all screaming at him to stop while poor Danni is begging her boss not to call the police. Lucy runs over to him and begs. “Please stop. He’s not worth it.”

  Cowboy turns to look at her, pausing his clenched fist. “But he insulted you.”

  “Lucky you were here then. Just stop now, please. He’s not going to touch me again.” She begs softly.

  Cowboy looks at her then drops the man who slides to the floor, his face a bloody mess. Just then the bars front door bursts open and several pissed off looking bikers storm in. A gorgeous light haired guy, who’s a mass of muscles, quickly makes his way to Eve, grabbing tight hold of her. As she’s assuring him she’s fine I see Ink stride over to Elle and pick her up, kissing her with so much passion I have to look away. The third man, who I’m assuming is the kinky Dragon, holds Diane whilst the fourth stands by Cowboy. He just holds out his arm and Teresa runs to him, holding him tightly. He’s a tall, well built man with dark hair and is covered in tattoos like the rest of them. He looks from the man on the floor to Cowboy.

  “What happened?”

  “This prick assaulted one of the girls.”

  “Who?” The man holding Eve roars so loudly I jump.

  Cowboy gestures to a timid looking Lucy. She’s still standing close by him. “This girl.”

  “He was horrible Ink, he wouldn’t get off her. We were screaming at him to let go, but he wouldn’t.” Elle informs Ink.

  “This true?” The tall dark haired man asks Cowboy. “Yeah Prez, he was a first class wanker.”

  The man with Eve walks towards Cowboy and slaps a hand on his shoulder. “Great job, brother.”

  Cowboy smirks. “My pleasure, VP.”

  I scan the bar and see everyone watching, I also notice Justice isn’t here, and I feel a little let down. He wouldn’t know I’m here though. As the bikers talk amongst themselves about what to do with Mr Touchy Feely, the women crowd around Lucy to make sure she’s okay.

  The guy I now know is Prez shouts over his shoulder. “Ice, I need you and Kid over here with some prospects, we need some cleaning work done.” He looks down at the guy on the floor with disgust. The guy looks terrified.

  “I’m sorry.” He whimpers. “I didn’t know she was with you guys. Please don’t hurt me.” He begs. In this bloodied state he just looks pathetic. Not at all the scary figure he was a few moments ago.

  “Too bad.” Prez mutters. “Take care of this piece of shit, Ice. I don’t want to see his ugly face in here again.”

  Ice and Kid grab hold of the guy by his shoulders and start to drag him away. Angel has been chatting quietly with the bar owner, who looks happy enough. Nothing got damaged apart from Lucy’s pride.

  Prez turns to Teresa, a smirk on his face. “I can’t even let you out of my sight for one fucking evening without you causing a scene.” Teresa’s about to protest that it wasn’t her when he puts his finger on her lips to silence her. “Stop right there.” He turns to the other guys who came in with him.

  “Gentlemen, I suggest you take your women home and remind them who they belong
to.” He smirks. What a conceited prat. Funnily enough, the rest of the girls don’t look insulted by his words. They suddenly all look horny as fuck. Shit. I bet some of these lucky bitches are going to go home and practice what we were all discussing earlier. Now I’m jealous and frustrated.

  The Severed gang are gone within moments, amidst a chorus of farewells. The bar feels empty without them. Lucy and I sit down at the table we were on earlier and just look at each other.

  “Holy fucking hotness.” She mutters. “I definitely need a biker.” So do I, I realize. Right now I’d give anything for Justice to walk in that door. I look back at the bar where Danni’s serving a customer. I just don’t want to have to share him with her.

  Chapter Twelve

  Angel

  After making sure the rest of the women are fine, I guide Eve out of the bar, away from the fucker who was messing with one of her friends. Before we climb on the bike to go home, I call Sarah, the girl who’s babysitting Elizabeth, to let her know we’re on our way back and to collect her stuff together. I also ask her to call her dad, Doc, to come and fetch her. I want to get my woman into bed as soon as possible.

  Normally I’d take Sarah home myself, but when Cowboy rang Prez to tell us to get to the bar, I fucking freaked out. When I saw her standing there, looking shocked, I just wanted to wrap her in my arms.

  On the ride over I was imagining all the things that could have happened. A couple of things passed through my mind when I finally held her in my arms and looked at what she was wearing. Or should I say, wasn’t wearing. She had on the smallest dress she must own, with fuck me high heels. My first thought was, ‘Fucking hell, my woman looks hot. I want her under me right now’, but then a second thought crossed my mind. She was in a bar full of drunk, horny men, like the tool passed out on the floor beside Cowboy. I bet she was being eye fucked all night. My blood boiled over what happened to that Lucy girl. That could have been Eve.

  I’m not going to try and tell her what she can and can’t wear though. I’d like to keep my balls where they are.

  I park the bike on the drive, and we make our way into the house just as Doc comes to collect his daughter. She’s a good girl. She passes my stringent requirements for looking after my daughter. I won’t let just anyone look after Elizabeth. That little girl means the world to me.

  After saying goodbye to Sarah and Doc, I lock up the place and go in search of Eve. I find her in Elizabeth’s doorway, just watching her baby sleeping. As much as I hate the color pink, and all the glitter and sparkly shit that goes with it, Elizabeth’s room is full of it. I love it. It’s pure Elizabeth.

  I come up behind Eve, and wrap my arms around her, placing a soft kiss on the back of her neck. She leans back into me, placing her arms on mine.

  “What you doing, baby?” I ask her quietly, even though it’s pretty obvious.

  “Watching our girl.”

  “Mind if we do something else?” I ask after a few minutes of us both watching Elizabeth sleeping.

  Don’t get me wrong, I could stand here all night watching her sleep, but I’ve been dying to get my hands on Eve’s naked skin all the way home. I don’t want to wait any longer.

  Eve moans softly. “That depends on what you have in mind.”

  I pick her up, carrying her to our room. She tries her best to keep her laughter quiet. When we enter our room I throw her down on the bed. Shutting the door behind me, I look forward to a night with my beautiful woman. God, I’m so fucking lucky to have her.

  Eve

  I’m still laughing as Gabe drops me on the bed, when I think back to the conversation with Diane at the bar. My laughter stops suddenly, and Gabe’s smile drops. He tilts his head questioningly to the side. “What’s wrong?”

  I take a deep breath, deciding to just get it out there. “Gabe, I wanna try something new.”

  I’m worried about what he’s going to say. I’m scared he’ll be insulted by me asking to try something different in the bedroom, especially when he always goes out of his way to give me pleasure. I don’t want him to feel like what we have isn’t enough.

  Gabe sits down beside me, trailing his finger along my neck. “Like what?”

  Okay, here goes. “Remember when we saw Diane with Dragon?”

  This sparks his interest, his finger pauses for a second. “Yeah?”

  “Well, I want to try something like that.” He smirks at me. I suddenly feel very vulnerable. “Never mind.”

  I begin to sit up but he stops me, pushing me back down. “What’s the matter, why did you say that?”

  I shrug my shoulders as he frowns down at me. “Eve, what have I told you about not telling me shit?”

  I sigh. “To not keep anything from you.” He quirks his eyebrow, and I carry on. “You smirked at me, I thought you were making fun of me.”

  His frown deepens. “When it comes to you and your needs baby, I don’t joke.” He moves to stand at the bottom of the bed, and starts to remove my shoes. I relax into the bed as he does, damn that feels good.

  “I smirked because I was thinking about all the things I’ve been dying to introduce you to.”

  My eyes snap back to him. “Why didn’t you say?”

  He gives me his are you fucking serious look, and I smile. “Baby, when I met you, you were scared to scream my name when we made love in case anyone heard. You were so fucking worried about having sex outside the clubhouse when nobody was around, I doubted you were ready for whips and restraints.”

  At the mention of whips and restraints I panic. “Restraints?”

  Gabe reaches his hand out for me to take, lifting me from the bed. He wraps his strong arms around me and looks me straight in the eye. “Restraints, ropes, whips, blindfolds and orgasms, baby.”

  My heart races in excitement, but a little panic starts to set in. I’ve never been introduced to kinky bedroom sex. Gabe’s only the second man I’ve slept with. I’m not exactly experienced, but that doesn’t mean I’m not interested.

  Gabe chuckles, resting his hands on the top of my shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to tie you up and spank you.” I relax a little, just as a naughty smirk spreads across his gorgeous face. “Yet.”

  My eyes widen. He makes short work of removing my dress. He growls when he sees my lacy black underwear. “Fuck me Eve, your body was made for me to fuck.”

  He stares at me, taking in every inch of my body. I shiver, it’s almost like I can feel his touch where his eyes burn into me. I fight back a moan by biting down on my lip. I want him to touch me, but I don’t want to ask him to do it. I want to let him make the decisions.

  “Wait here.” He commands, moving toward the door.

  “Where are you going?” I’m shocked by his sudden abandonment.

  He pauses by the door. “Finding some toys to introduce you to.”

  Then he goes, leaving me alone in the bedroom, with nothing but wild thoughts spinning round in my head. I’m standing here in just my underwear. I think about surprising him when he returns. He told me to wait here, but he didn’t say anything about keeping my underwear on. Grinning to myself, I unclip my bra and shimmy out of my thong. I’m standing here naked, when I hear his footsteps walking back up the stairs.

  Gathering my nerves, I try to prepare myself for what he has in store for me. Yes, I’m nervous, but I’m horny as hell, and right now, horny is winning.

  He walks in, his hands behind his back. “Close your eyes.”

  I comply without a second thought. After everything that’s happened these past few months, I trust Gabe completely. I hear his footsteps. I breathe him in as he stops right in front of me. I can feel a soft fabric cover my eyes, and gasp from the surprise.

  “Relax baby, it’s just a blindfold.”

  I do as he says, and relax. He fastens it behind my head, careful to not snag any loose hairs. I begin to get used to it. I can smell Gabe’s scent, and I can still follow his movements with my hearing. Excitement fills my body as I anticipate w
hat’s to come. Hopefully, not whips. I’m not sure I’m ready for hard core just yet.

  Gabe’s hands smooth over my skin, my body coming alive with goose bumps. Starting at my ankles he works his way up my legs, kissing the top of my pussy and teasing me. His hands caressing me all the time, he continues up my body. Once he’s standing, he growls into my ear. “I love that you got naked for me. But,” He takes hold of my hand to lead me somewhere, continuing to talk. “I didn’t tell you to undress did I, Eve?”

  I shake my head, wondering where this is going.

  “You know I like to undress you, to reveal that sinful body of yours. You took that pleasure away from me tonight, babe.”