“It’s good to be h-home,” stutters Cassia.
Rebel smiles at her but doesn’t say anything. After riding for so long, neither of us want to sit down, so we stay standing at the bar.
“How was the trip back?” asks Kat.
“My ass is sore,” replies Cassia with a grin.
Kat nods. “Yeah, I remember my first time across the country with Dane. As much fun as it was, my ass was numb for a week. You want a shower?”
“That would be divine.”
“Come on. I’ll show you to our room. You can shower in there. I’m a little bigger than you, but my clothes should fit you okay.”
“Thank you.” Cassia kisses me quickly and smiles. “You going to be okay?”
“Yes, love. Go shower.”
Cassia smiles at me then follows Kat further into the clubhouse.
Dane sidles up to me, beer in hand. “People have been looking for you.”
“Gerald Lee?”
“Yeah, and Rush. He got to town two days ago. Rented himself a room at Addy’s motel. Think he’s fixing to stay, and he brought Doc Green with him. Tourmaline is having a population explosion,” jokes Dane.
“They’re both here?”
“And Izzy got in a day ago. She’s staying out at my place.”
“Really? Anyone else?”
“That’s it. Rush has told just about everyone he’s your biological father. Doc Green has told everyone he’s your friend, and Izzy has made an impression on Carlos. They’re all fitting in fine. Have you seen the news?” Dane’s face loses all joviality as he pierces me with his eyes.
I shake my head. “No, I haven’t looked at a TV since we left Black Ridge.”
“Your father,” Dane stops and shakes his head. “Michael Russo was found hanging from the pulpit in the church. They think it was murder. And before you ask, it wasn’t us.”
I feel the color drain from my face. Dane pushes me onto a stool as I stare blankly down at my drink.
“Do we know who?”
“We think it was the Russians, but they have neither confirmed nor denied.”
“My sister, Debbie, has she turned up?”
Dane shakes his head. “No. The other two have called here looking for you, but Debbie, no. Seems like she vanished.”
In time, I’ll deal with Elizabeth and Leonie, but Debbie, she’s as slippery as a snake. I can’t believe that she covered for him all this time. Kept all of his secrets. For her to disappear, that takes money, so she obviously had some stashed somewhere. Crafty bitch.
“The Doc and Rush, do we know why they came?”
“After Russo died, Doc said it got difficult in town. I think it was also a major reason for Izzy turning up so quickly. People finally saw him for what he was, but there will always be those who’d rather believe a lie than the truth. He was a respected pillar in the community for a long time.” Dane pauses and takes a swig of his drink. “Doc Jordan has put Doc Green to work at the clinic. Those two are getting along like a house on fire. But you’re going to have to speak to Gerald Lee. Carlos has been in here looking for you and Cassia. Lee told him that you were keeping Cassia prisoner. I set Carlos straight, so did Izzy, but he’s still going to want to talk to her.” Dane takes another sip of his beer.
Carlos Morales is the town sheriff. He’s a good man, honest, and even though he doesn’t appreciate all of our business dealings, he knows we don’t conduct anything in Tourmaline.
“Yeah, that sounds like Carlos. Fucking Lee, that man doesn’t know how to let things go.”
There are noise and movement outside. Dane walks to the clubhouse doors, shakes his head and looks at me.
“You best get yourself out here. Gerald Lee is getting into it with Kade, and Destiny is pitching a fit,” says Dane, but he doesn’t look worried, merely amused.
I rush out in time to see Gerald push Kade. Destiny gets between them, but from the look on Kade’s face, she should just move out of the way.
“Hey, Kade!” I yell from the top of the stairs. “What’re you doing?” I jog down to greet them, and when I reach Kade, I lightly punch him on the arm. “Miss me?”
Kade’s face cracks into a grin, and Destiny puts both hands on my face and kisses me.
“About time you got home!”
Kade pulls her away from me. “Don’t kiss him! You’ve got no fucking idea where he’s been,” teases Kade.
Destiny swats at him with both hands. “Kade Cantrill, stop it! You’ve been worried, too.”
“Are you three just about done?” asks Gerald Lee, sarcasm dripping off every word.
For a moment, I forgot he was there. The smile on Kade’s face slips off, replaced with barely controlled rage. I place a hand on his chest and shake my head slightly.
“Destiny, why don’t you take Kade inside? Gerald Lee and I need to have a chat.”
Destiny looks worried, judging by the crease between her eyes, but she pulls on Kade’s hand until he slowly walks away from us.
I raise my gaze to Gerald. He’s watching me with laser-beam scrutiny.
“Now, you tell me where—”
In a quiet voice, I cut him off. “Stop.” He opens his mouth, I take a step toward him in a louder tone, and repeat myself. “Stop.”
Gerald narrows his gaze and grinds his teeth, but he stays silent.
“I know you’re worried about Cass. She doesn’t want to see you. And the way she’s feeling right now, she may never want to see you again. So, this is how I see it. In a couple of weeks, I’m going to bring her into town, we’re going to meet you at Betty’s Diner, and you’re going to be nice to her and me. I’m going to marry her and—”
“Like fuck you’re going to marry my daughter!” hisses Gerald.
“I asked her, and she said yes. That’s the end of that. It’s got nothing to do with you.”
“She’s my daughter!”
“And that’s the only reason I don’t push your teeth through to the back of your head,” I ground out as I flex and crack my knuckles.
Gerald steps back, a snarl on his face.
“This isn’t over,” he growls.
Dane walks up to us and claps me on the shoulder.
“Mr. Lee, I think your time here is up,” says Dane cheerfully. This makes me nervous. Dane isn’t one to be messed with.
“Not until I’ve seen Cassia!”
The joviality that was evident in Dane a moment ago slips, and in its place, is the hard, deadly man, I know he can be.
“You’re on Savage Angels’ property, Mr. Lee, and I don’t want you on it anymore.”
Gerald holds Dane’s gaze for a moment, blows out his cheeks, turns and strides out of the compound.
Dane watches him go and says, “There are things you don’t know. Sal reached out to the Russians. They’ve known Gerald Lee for a very long time. He’s not done with you yet, Zeke. The Russians went to Sal. Lee’s offered to pay them to take you out.” Dane’s gaze comes back to me, and he chuckles. “Now that they’ve got a working relationship with us and the Abruzzi crime family, they’ve offered to take him out instead.”
I’m stunned at what Dane has told me. I know Gerald Lee doesn’t like me but kill me? He’s out of his goddamn mind if he thinks that will fix the rift between him and his daughter.
Dane gives me a tight smile. “We’ve told them to hold off. The decision is yours. I know your answer before you give it. But,” Dane pauses and searches my face. “Gerald Lee will find someone else. You need to put this to bed. Either kill the old fucker or make him see the light. The choice is yours.”
Dane leaves me outside and alone with my thoughts. I can’t kill Gerald. Cassia loves him, and a part of me could never hurt her like that, even if she didn’t know I had a hand in it. How do you get through to a man who has always gotten everything he’s ever gone after?
A hand touches mine, and I look down and find Cassia standing next to me. Suddenly, everything becomes clear. The woman beside me, the one w
ho is holding my hand and ready to face the world with me, Cassia holds the key.
Zeke
Kade and Destiny helped us find a place in Pearl County even before we got home. It’s a two-bedroom house on the outskirts of town, closer to Tourmaline, very private.
Kade and I are putting the bed together, and the girls are in the front room.
“You spoken to Lee yet?” Kade asks.
“Only at the clubhouse.”
“How are you going to handle it?” asks Kade as he screws in a post.
“I’m going to let Cassia do it.”
Kade frowns and shakes his head. “Fight fire with fire.”
“I am, brother. Gerald loves his daughter, and that’s what all this is about. It’s what it has always been about. He doesn’t think I’m good enough, and we both know I’m not.”
“Fuck off. You love her, you’ll protect her, and you’ll do everything in your power to make sure she’s happy. What else can the fucker want?”
“I take it you’re talking about my dad?” asks Cassia from the doorway.
Kade nods. “Yeah, he caused a lot of shit that he didn’t need to because he doesn’t like Zeke.”’
“I know,” Cassia pauses and chews on her bottom lip. “He means well. Zeke isn’t someone he pictured me with, that’s all.”
“And what the fuck does that mean?” asks Kade, hand on hip looking annoyed.
“Kade, man, back the fuck off,” I state.
“No, fuck that. Either she’s in, or she’s out. There are no half measures.” Kade points at Cassia, his face mottled with anger. “So, what is it?”
Cassia straightens her shoulders and glares at him. “Kade Cantrill, I love Zeke. Not that it’s any of your business. I loved him before things went pear-shaped with my dad.”
“Then you walked,” replies Kade sternly.
“Yes, I did. I thought Zeke had hit him and he did, in front of me! But I went out and found him. I traveled to the middle of nowhere to claim what’s mine and make no mistake about this Kade, Zeke is mine.”
Kade drops the screwdriver and drags her in for a hug. “Good,” he states before letting her go and going back to putting the bed together.
Cassia gives me a shocked look, and I grin and shake my head.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it…” says Cassia as she slowly walks away.
“You didn’t need to do that, brother,” I state.
“Yeah, I did. Can’t have her running off or running you off again. You’re my family, Zeke, you and Destiny. I know the club will always have my back but with you two, I know who you are, and I don’t want you leaving again. I’m hoping Cassia will be family one day. I see the way you are with her. I want for you what I have with Destiny.”
“I’ve got that, brother.”
“No, you don’t. Not until this shit with Lee is finalized. If it were me, he’d be six-foot under already.”
“Right, you’d hurt Destiny like that? Her brother, the one in prison, the one she’s been trying to get out, the reason she studies law. If he were a threat, you’d put him down?”
Kade sucks in a breath and shakes his head. “No.”
“That’s how it is with Cassia and me. So back the fuck off.”
Kade nods. “I’m going to meet her brother soon.”
“You’re going to Glenford Maximum Security Prison? Never thought you’d set foot in a place like that.”
“He’s all she’s got left. I need to ask for permission.”
A laugh escapes me. “Somehow I don’t think you do.”
“It’ll mean something to Destiny if I do.”
“And that’s how Cassia feels about her father.”
I watch as Cassia unpacks a box in the kitchen. I’m sitting at the table drinking a beer. When she bends over, her black tank top exposes more of her cleavage, and I find myself wishing she was naked, and that thought makes my cock go hard. I put down the beer and walk up behind her while she’s bent over. I grab her hips and pull her against me.
“Zeke!” Cassia cries out. “What are you doing?”
“I want you.” Cassia stands up, and I place one arm around her waist and the other on her breast. “Now.”
“Zeke, we still have to unpack.”
“It can wait.”
“Babe, come on, it won’t take long,” replies Cassia as she bats at my hands.
Undeterred, I scoop her up and take her into the bedroom.
“Zeke!” screeches Cassia.
I throw her on the bed and unbuckle my jeans. Cassia shakes her head at me and tries to scramble off the bed, but I grab her ankles and drag her to me.
“Zeke—,” Cassia starts to say, but I cut her off by placing her hand on my cock.
“See what you do to me? Feel how hard I am? That’s what you do.”
Cassia smiles. “It won’t take long to finish unpacking.”
“I can be quick.”
In frustration, Cassia throws herself back on the bed, and I quickly take advantage of the situation. I pull up her tank top and bra, drawing her nipple into my mouth while my other hand applies pressure to her core. A moan escapes her, and she arches up. Being the bastard that I can be, I stand up, her eyes fly open, and she frowns at me.
“Still want to unpack?”
“That’s not fair,” Cassia pouts at me.
“No, it’s not.”
I kick off my boots and lose my jeans as she wriggles out of her shorts.
“Tell me what you want,” I growl at her.
“Zeke, you know I’m not comfortable talking like that.”
“Then I’ll fuck you and leave you wanting.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
Cassia crosses her ankles and smiles smugly at me. Knowing what she likes, I bury my face at her apex and kiss and lick. Within moments, she opens for me, hands buried in my hair, pushing me to do more. I work my way up her body licking, sucking, biting, and when I get to her mouth, I thrust inside her.
“Told you to tell me, love.”
Cassia’s eyes fly open as she realizes what I’m about to do. My teeth sink into the soft flesh of her shoulder as I pump in and out of her.
“No, Zeke!”
I lick where I’ve bitten and kiss her as I thrust into her faster.
“No, what?” I ask.
“Make me come.”
I stop all movement, my cock screams for release.
“How?”
“With your mouth.”
I smile down at her, slowly withdraw, inching down her body. Each nipple is sucked and bitten until it pebbles, and the entire time Cassia squirms under me and pushes me further down.
With her legs spread wide, I thrust my tongue inside her and Cassia moans loudly. Sucking her clit, I place two fingers inside her, and she arches upward, hands gripping my hair, pushing me for more.
My girl tastes sweet, and she’s so wet. I insert another finger, then another, slowly moving them in and out until my fist is inside her.
“It’s too much!”
Raising my head, I slowly shake it. “Shhh, love, just relax.”
I move my fist while I suck her clit, and Cassia moans and grinds into me. This is the furthest I’ve taken her, and when I feel her tighten around me and scream my name, I stop eating her and smile. Her pussy is clenching, and Cassia is moaning loudly as her orgasm crashes over her and keeps on coming. Her hands are clutching the sheets, sweat on her brow, and the most seductive smile on her beautiful face. When she is finally sated, I flip her over. Cassia is like a rag doll and entirely spent.
Grabbing a pillow, I tell her, “Lift up your hips, love.”
Cassia complies, and I place it under her, then thrust inside her, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as I do. A moan so soft escapes her as I pound into her, dragging her up on all fours. My thumb presses against her anus, and she shakes her head slightly.
“Will you say no to me again.”
“Baby, I—”
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bsp; I apply more pressure, the excitement of making her comply making me braver. I’m tempted to thrust into her, to see if she can handle it, but I know she’s not ready. Cassia shakes her head furiously.
“No, never,” Cassia replies desperately.
I chuckle, place both hands on her hips and buck into her, roaring when I find my release. Cassia sags onto the bed, face first, and I make my way into the bathroom. She’s unpacked in here, face cloths in a neat pile on the open shelf. I grab one, run it under warm water and go back to my angel. Cassia hasn’t moved. When I place the warm cloth against her core, she moves her head to the side.
“Did I hurt you?”
Cassia smiles at me. “No, but I think we need a safe word.”
“I have certain needs…”
Cassia rolls over onto her back. “You think I don’t know that?”
I lay down beside her, placing my arm under her head. “In the bedroom, I need to be in control, I need to dominate.”
Cassia wriggles closer to me, her face inches from mine. “I know. I’ve always known. You need to go slow with me, teach me, and so long as we’re both having a good time, Zeke, it’s okay.”
I kiss her softly on the lips and lean back. Cass snuggles closer still, her fingertips tracing the tattoo on my chest.
“I want all of you. No more secrets. I’m not going to push you away again. I meant it when I told Kade you were mine. All you have to do is let me in. Share your darkest secrets, and I’ll share mine.”
I kiss her again this time. I press my tongue against her closed mouth, and she opens for me, giving me everything. My hand moves down her body, and I find the now cold, face cloth.
“Oh shit,” I mutter as I pull away from her.
Cassia shrugs. “It felt nice.”
“It’s cold.”
“Yeah, but it still felt nice.” Cassia smiles and looks away from me. “Anal?” The way she says it makes it a question, and I lift her chin, so she’s looking straight at me.
“You’ve never…” Cassia shakes her head. “It can feel good, better than good, but only if you want to.”
“You like it?”
“Yeah, but it’s not a deal-breaker. Your pussy is tight, and I love the way you respond to me. I love you and everything about you.”
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