Saving Scout (Charon MC, #5)

by Khloe Wren

  “Fucking bitch. Come ‘ere.”

  “Like hell.”

  Wrapping the straps of my handbag around my fingers, I was ready when he lunged at me a second time. I swung the bag up as hard and fast as I could, thankful I’d loaded all sorts of stuff in there for today. The thing weighed half a ton. It connected with the front of his face and he went down to the ground, cupping his now bleeding nose as he groaned.

  With a growl, Scout all but threw Ariel into my arms as he drew his weapon from the holster on his belt. He kicked the man over onto his back, and with one boot on the center of his chest, he waited for him to look up at him. I pressed Ariel’s face against my chest so she couldn’t see what was going to happen.

  “Hello, Simon. We meet again. Didn’t my boys explain to you what would happen if you tried to come after us?”

  “You murdered my brother!”

  “Bullshit. He was executed for his crimes. Your bastard of a brother was one of the men who helped make the drug Bruce gave to Sarah. He was also one of the ones who used Sarah while she was fucking high on that shit. He got what he deserved. Just as you will.”

  The only response Scout got to that declaration was a groan.

  “Did you think I was gonna fucking let you walk away after you tried to blow up my woman’s house with her and me inside the damn place? And what the fuck were you gonna do here today if my woman hadn’t kicked your ass?”

  “Return the favor. You took from me, I’m gonna take from you.”

  Scout laughed darkly. “Like hell you will.”

  He’d planned on killing me? Right here in front of Ariel and Scout? Bile churned and rose up my throat but I fought to keep it down. Nitro and Arrow came running across the cemetery and when they reached us, Scout took his foot off the bastard who had caused us so much trouble.

  “Take him. You know where. No need to be gentle about it. I’ll be seeing you later for another lesson in why you don’t fuck with Charon MC, Simon. This one will definitely make a permanent impression.”

  For a minute Scout stood completely still as he watched his brothers drag the now sobbing man away. Then Ariel snuffled against me. The sound seemed to snap Scout out of his stupor. He holstered his gun and stepped up to us. His gaze ran over me from head to toe.

  “Did he hurt you?”

  I shook my head. “No, thanks to Ariel warning me, I turned in time to knock his arm away.”

  His body sagged with relief for a moment before he wrapped his arms around us both and pressed a kiss to the top of Ariel’s head, then my mouth.

  “Thank you, Ariel. You saved Marie’s life just now by calling out. I can never thank you enough.”

  A new rush of tears filled my eyes when she turned her face up to Scout and whispered to him.

  “Don’t cry, Papa. Mommy’s okay now.”

  My heart bloomed with warmth and shattered at the same time. I had no idea when she’d decided to call us those names, and as much as I loved her for it, I didn’t want her to think I was trying to replace Sarah.

  “Ariel, I’d love to be your mommy, but I don’t want to replace your momma. Does that make sense?”

  She shook her little head. “My momma is gone to heaven now, she’ll watch me from there, and you’ll be my mommy who’ll watch me from here.”

  Out of the mouths of babes. Speechless, I pressed a kiss to her temple and looked up to Scout’s face to see that Ariel had been right, there were tears running down my big, tough biker’s face.

  “I love you both more than life itself. Now let’s get to the clubhouse before anything else can jump out at us, or all the others eat all the good food.”

  I smiled and had to chuckle. His voice was gruff and he was clearly trying to change the subject to something lighter. Although, he did have a valid point. Those boys could pack away a serious amount of food.

  “Okay, okay, we’re moving.”

  Ariel reached for Scout and he took her from me. As much as I loved holding her, she was heavy to carry while walking across uneven ground like that of the cemetery. Scout held her easily with one arm and wrapped the other around my shoulders as we made our way back to the car. As sad and traumatic as today had been, I couldn’t help but feel content now it was over. I had my family. My man by my side and a daughter in his arms for us both to love and cherish.

  The future, for once, looked bright.

  EPILOGUE

  Saturday, one week later.

  Scout

  After handing Bulldog a glass of whiskey, I sat down at my desk in my office at the clubhouse.

  “So, today’s the day huh?”

  I nodded to one of my closest friends and VP. “Yep. It is.”

  Running a palm over the leather vest that sat spread out over my desk, I had to grin. Today I was going to put my property patch on my woman, along with a ring on her finger.

  “See? Aren’t you glad you listened to me and pulled your head out of your ass? Just a pity you didn’t do it years ago.”

  I winced. “No need to rub that shit in, brother. I know I was a fool, but I wised up before it was too late. She’s all fucking mine now, and we’ve got Ariel to raise. We’re looking forward, not back.”

  Bulldog nodded as he took another drink. “Good deal. When is she getting here?”

  I’d had to come down early to deal with some club business, but Marie was arriving any minute now with Ariel for the family barbecue we were having today.

  “Any time now.”

  “Ah, well, I’ll get out of here and make sure she finds her way straight to you while we occupy little Ariel out in the yard.”

  That had me grinning as Bulldog finished his drink and left the room. Ariel had started talking more. She still wasn’t a chatterbox like most little girls, but she at least was comfortable telling us what she needed now. And she’d grown rather protective of little Cleo. Since I knew Eagle and Silk were out in the yard with the adorable Cleo, I knew I was going to be able to have some private time with my old lady when she got here.

  Before long there was a light tap on the door. I went over to open it and my jaw just about dropped open at what I found.

  “Marie?”

  With a nervous laugh she did a little spin. “You don’t like it?”

  “I fucking love it. Get in here.”

  I tugged her inside and slammed my door, flipping the lock. Before I could get her pinned up against the thing, she wriggled away from me and strolled over to the desk, giving me a great fucking view of her ass swaying in her short, black leather skirt. Fuck me.

  “Is this for me?”

  Finally I managed to pull my gaze from her ass and saw that she was stroking her cut.

  “Yep, it’s all yours, babe. You’ll be the only woman I ever offer it to. You gonna wear my property patch for me?”

  She glanced over her shoulder at me. “Of course I will.”

  When she went to pick it up, I stopped her. “Hold up.” Before she could comment, I gripped the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, then unclipped her bra. Once she was naked from the waist up, I took her cut and put it on her. She didn’t say a word, but the smirk she wore told me she knew what I wanted.

  “Now that’s a sight I’m never gonna forget.”

  Tight leather skirt that ended mid-thigh, topped with her leather cut. All in matching black leather. She was a walking wet dream built specifically for me. I ran my palms up her sides and kneaded her tits for a few moments before I tweaked her nipples. Unable to resist a moment longer, I crashed my mouth over hers, kissing her deeply as I pulled her close before lifting her so she sat on the desk. She spread her thighs for me and when I put my hands back on her tits, she went to work on my pants. I pulled from the kiss to groan when she released my cock from my jeans and wrapped a hand around it to start stroking.

  “Fuck, babe.”

  Needing inside her, I moved her hand off me, shoved her skirt up as I tugged her forward so she was sitting right on the edge of the desk.
Shoving her panties to the side, I lined up my cock with her wet entrance and slid home.

  “Oh, Charlie. So good.”

  I hadn’t planned on fucking her this early on, but the damn woman had distracted me wearing a short fucking skirt that gave me easy access. Not that I was complaining. I could do the other thing after I’d finished taking care of her, and I would never, ever turn down a chance to be inside my love.

  I leaned her back over the desk before I gripped her hips and started fucking her in earnest. Watching her lush tits bounce under her cut, her tight little nipples peeking out beside the front patch that declared her as mine had my balls tightening up long before I was ready for this to be over. I shifted my hand so I could tease her clit with my thumb as I pumped into her.

  “Fuck, babe. Love you so fucking much.”

  She smiled, then groaned and arched her back as I hit her g-spot.

  “Love you too. Don’t stop.”

  “Never. I’ll never fucking stop loving you, Marie.”

  On my final word, she came, her pussy clamping down on my cock and pulling my come from me. I leaned down over her to rest for a moment as I caught my breath. Before I crushed her under my weight, I moved to stand, sliding out of her heat. Her panties slid back into place, covering her pussy and keeping my come inside her as I tucked myself back in my jeans and buttoned up.

  “Fuck, babe. You make me lose my head.”

  I reached over and snagged a handful of tissues and wiped her thighs clean before I pulled her up so she was sitting. She was looking adorable and a little shell-shocked, so I kissed her again until she was moaning into my mouth.

  I took a step back, slipped the ring from my pocket and dropped to my knee in front of her.

  “Marie, baby, will you make me the luckiest man alive and marry me?”

  Tears filled her eyes instantly and she jumped down off the desk. Her bouncing tits were distracting, but not as distracting as the fact she hadn’t answered me yet. I was starting to get nervous when she dropped down in front of me.

  “Yes, a hundred times yes. I love you so much, Charlie. I’d love nothing more than to be your wife.”

  Relief washed over me. She’d scared the shit out of me there with the hesitation and tears before she answered. I slid the ring onto her finger. I’d gone with a simple solitaire diamond in a design that was flat enough she’d be able to wear it with bike gloves on.

  “I have a present for you, too.”

  She stood and grabbed her bag from the floor near the door where she’d dropped it, and dug around for a minute. Curious, I stood and followed behind her.

  “What have you done?”

  “Well, this was what we both did.” She turned around and handed me a long piece of plastic that had two blue lines in the clear window in the center.

  “A pregnancy test? You’re— We’re pregnant? For real?”

  My heart felt like it was gonna burst out of my chest.

  “Yeah, Papa. We’re pregnant. Only a couple weeks at the most.”

  Well, duh, they’d only been fucking like rabbits for a few weeks.

  “Get dressed, we gotta go tell everyone. Fuck, this is the best news ever. I love you so fucking much, babe.”

  I kissed her again, long and deep, before I released her long enough to get dressed. I was still staring at the two little lines that were going to upend my world when she came back to stand in front of me.

  “Come on then, let’s go tell the family our news.”

  That had me grinning even wider. “Well, I did promise you a family, babe. Can’t ever say I didn’t keep that promise. You got a daughter, another baby on the way and a whole heap of brothers and sisters to boot.”

  She rolled her eyes on a laugh before she cupped my face in her palms and gave me the sweetest kiss I’d ever had. My hands crept down her legs to hook under her skirt.

  Fuck the family. They could wait another half hour to find out our news.

  The End