Shattered (Furies Book 2)

by Harley McRide

  "Hell yeah," Ridge whispered into her ear, and she giggled. Shit, she giggled. Another first with this man. Why did he have this effect on her? She felt like a piece of her life that had been missing slide into place when they were together. She hoped he was going to live up to the feelings she had.

  "Just kidding," Ridge sighed and pulled out of her slowly and then pulled her to the side so they lay on the couch side by side looking at each other. "We have to decide how we're gonna handle all this tomorrow, your father is not going to be happy Tank and you are here.”

  Kasey looked at him surprised, such feeling from a man. Rough and tough with the work, and soft and gentle with her. Amazing. "He is gonna have to deal, sorry, I don’t give a shit what anyone says, that fucker is not going to get away with this. He was going to leave me there, and hand me up to them on a silver platter."

  Ridge nodded and said, “I think the Commander who did your debriefing is gonna tell him what you said anyway. So when he hears you are going to shove his head up his ass, I think he will be prepared. I gotta say, telling everyone you were to be held until he got here was rather stupid.”

  “No more than thinking Tank wasn’t going to show up when I got here,” she muttered and then Ridge sighed.

  “Yeah, I’m gonna make some calls, just in case we need bailed out tomorrow.”

  “Good plan,” she whispered and then kissed him.

  Chapter Thirteen

  They had been silent on the drive, Tank and Kasey were deep in their own thoughts about what was to come. When Tank arrived last night, the reunion had been sweet. Kasey had finally broken down and cried when she saw her brother. Emotions were running high and Ridge knew things could get out of hand fast. The siblings had talked in quiet voices on the patio of the hotel until very late. Ridge had given them their space.

  Torch was going to be released from the hospital tonight, in enough time to catch their flight back to San Diego. So when they woke up this morning, they had decided to go to her apartment get some clothes, and make arrangements for the rest of the stuff to be boxed and shipped. It had been an eventful morning. Add to that their other detour, which was going to see Bo at the vet who had placed him in quarantine the day before, the day was already filled with emotions. So Ridge handled the arrangements for Bo to be flown to San Diego when it was time, and Kasey introduced Bo to Tank who promptly said he wanted a monkey now too.

  When Ridge pulled up to the gated area and rolled down his window and held out his retired Military ID, they did the checks of the vehicle, and then allowed them to pass. Kasey pointed and quietly gave directions to where their father was meeting them. Neutral territory.

  When they finally made their way to the headquarters and walked in. Kasey was both strung out and pissed. Tank was just pissed. Needless to say, Ridge telling his brother in a low voice to keep calm was probably not going to happen. But he gave it a shot.

  They were shown into a conference room that was empty and when they were alone Tank muttered in disgust, “Seriously, we are meeting our father here? Could he be even more of an asshole?”

  Kasey sighed. “No he figures here you won’t make a scene; you know how he is about public perception. I’m sure he thinks you and I will calmly rip him a new asshole and then he can be on with his day, without anyone knowing what a true prick he is.”

  Tank snorted, “Not likely.”

  Ridge threw an arm around her shoulder and they waited, and then they waited some more. Tank became increasing agitated and just when Ridge thought about asking for a tranquilizer, the door opened and the tall distinguished man who Ridge instantly knew was their father walked into the room in his full uniform. Asshole, Ridge thought and stared, he was coldly looking at Tank and when his eyes swept Kasey, Ridge wanted to beat the shit out of him.

  “So, I hear you would like to speak to me?” General Monroe said and he put his hat on the table.

  “What? No hug for your daughter? No nice to see you? Glad you still have all your body parts?” Tank growled and her dad stared at him with a blank expression. It was one she knew well, since her mother’s passing that was the only thing they got, was that expression.

  “I can see she is fine, and others gave me a report.” Her father shrugged and then waited.

  “You muther fucker,” Tank roared and took a step toward his father, the old man didn’t move, he didn’t blink nothing, it was like he was staring at strangers. “You left her there to rot and you were going to allow everyone and anyone to trash her reputation, calling her a traitor, a spy? Seriously, do you wake up in the morning and instead of reading the paper, do you pick whose life you are gonna fuck with today. I cannot even tell you how fucked up that is.”

  “You cannot be believed,” she whispered and stepped up to him. “Seriously, you just cannot be this fucking cold. I mean, they told me you were going to hand me up on a silver platter and still I didn’t believe it until right now. Are you even human? You know when Mom was killed, and you shut down even more than you already were, I figured you were grieving. I mean, I hoped that since Mom had been killed it had been traumatic and shit, so I gave you an excuse for being a dick in my head. But this shit, I gotta say, even you surpassed the level of assholishness that is required to hold a ‘Prick’s–R-Us’ card. I just want to know why? Why even have kids if this is what you think of them. I mean we are only pawns to you, little pieces to move around, place us where is strategically best for you, and then just wait. Since we are expendable in the life of General Monroe, I guess I don’t get why you married in the first place.”

  Her father raised his head up high and then he snapped, “You don’t know a damn thing.”

  Tank growled and then moved forward. “Do not ever talk to her like that, ever. She is not some punkass little kid anymore you can fuck around with. Nor am I, she asked you a question, old man, and I suggest you answer it so we can move along and take a shower after being around you for too long.”

  “This is ridiculous,” her father snapped and he glared at his children. “And a waste of time, if we are going to rehash old subjects we aren’t going to get anywhere. Your mother’s death while tragic was unavoidable. I hate to tell you that she was already dead when they were trying to negotiate her release, I explained this too you. And, Kasey, you were told if you were caught what was going to happen. Once again, I hate to tell you, but when the government tells you they will cut you lose then that is what they will do. We do not negotiate…”

  “With terrorists.” Tank laughed loudly and then walked to stand right in front of his father. “Yeah, we know, lived it, and have the t-shirt. But here is the thing. When Mom was killed you said she was already dead when they called? Really? Because the report I have dug up, which took me a really fucking long time to get by the way, so good job on hiding that shit. Anyway, the report says that Ma was alive and being used as a go-between for the kidnappers and you. So this old song and dance is not going to work anymore. The only reason I came here to is warn you. This ends here, after we walk out of that door I don’t ever want to hear from you again, and if you contact Kasey, I will kill you.”

  His father looked at him and a flicker of annoyance showed in his expression and Ridge wanted to beat the crap outta him. “Drama, you were always filled with such drama. Is this why you wanted to meet me, so we could rehash old times and then tell me you and your sister disown me? I’m a little surprised you would waste your time and mine.”

  Tank glared at his old man and then Kasey just turned and looked at Ridge, their ace in the hole, both siblings knew what the envelope said, they had only brought it in case the situation went like this. She nodded and Ridge reached back and pulled out the folded papers he had stuck in his back pocket. He threw them on the table and then they waited while General Monroe stared at him.

  “What?” their father asked and then he looked at Ridge and shrugged.

  “Those are sworn statements made by several people who are going to testify that some artif
acts that were seized in multiple operations in the middle east were logged into the base and labeled as evidence. These artifacts have somehow disappeared and strangely enough, they have reappeared back on the black market being sold by the same individual each time. The sketch is in there, and shockingly, he looks exactly like you do. These statements not only have your description, but they also have your name being logged in as the General who was requesting their transfer to a different base, at which time, during transport they disappeared. So of course, we did a little digging ourselves and found over the last five years you have amassed quite the little nest egg, don’t you think? I mean, you are a General, which I’m sure is very well paid, but not that well paid,” Ridge said and the General stared at him with his icy cold eyes, never giving them an indication either way what he was thinking. “Now, I don’t know you and I don’t give two shits about you. But just so you know, when you are sitting in jail staring at the wall of your little eight by eight cell, you can think how your daughter felt when she was sitting over there. But you don’t need to worry, no one is coming to get you out. We talked about sitting on this information and using it to get what we wanted, but then your kids made the decision to lock your ass away. Me? I would have used you? But they don’t want to see you again, I respect that. So in about five minutes the MPs will come knocking on that door and they will take you into custody. When they do, you will go knowing your children are the ones who put you away.”

  Finally, they saw an emotion creep across his face. Kasey and Tank stood and stared at the man as he aged right before their eyes, but neither of them cared anymore, he was getting what he deserved and by their hand. Justice was sweet.

  Chapter Fourteen

  “Welcome home!” everyone cried as the group walked into the main room of the clubhouse. Fling and Sunny were standing in the front and the rest of the club had their backs.

  “Finally, something to celebrate!” Fling said and held out his arms for the guys to do the one armed chest bump with him. Kasey smiled and waited. When all of the introductions were done, they finally all settled down and grabbed a beer and sat down.

  Boomer leaned forward and looked at Torch whose arm was in a sling still and said, “So, looks like you need some help taking a piss these days, do I need to call someone to help you?”

  Torch frowned and shook his head. “Nah, Georgie said she was more than willing to help, all I needed to do was ask.”

  The room laughed and Georgie shook her head. “I don’t remember that conversation, maybe it was when Boomer was sleeping last night instead of taking care of my pleasure.”

  “OHHHHHH snap,” Loki yelled and Georgie shook her head and looked at Boomer.

  “Yeah, that time, I knew I was saying that out loud.”

  “Oh, babe,” he said and smiled pulling her to him and kissing her.

  “Well, we have a week before the next mission comes up,” Fling said and looked around the room. “I gotta say, I never thought we would have come as far as we have, together, and some of you guys actually claiming women. Sunny has decided that since you have all started to get old ladies, and we have all this space here, we are going to begin to build like the Ops did. What do you all think? We can hire the same ones who did theirs, make sure that we control the design, and go from there.”

  Everyone was silent as they looked at each other. It would mean, for the Furies, they were putting down roots, something they hadn’t really done since everything had gone down. Ridge looked at Kasey who was smiling, she liked the idea, and he liked it as well. It would be the first actual home for him since his parents died. It would be a little strange, but it would be good. Maybe now, he could finally put everything to bed, start his own life.

  “We need a vote,” Fling said quietly.

  Loki leaned back and said, “I put it to a vote.”

  All of the members raised their bottles of beer up in votes for them to accept their new life and Sunny clapped and said, “Fucking finally.”

  The rest of the night was filled with plans for the future, and talk of finally settling into a city with friends. They were close to the Ops Warriors, and knowing they would be able to depend on them was a relief. The Furies had not had that with another club before, usually working quietly so no one would know what they really did. But the Ops, they could trust them, and the future was looking pretty bright right about now.

  Ridge wrapped his arms around Kasey who he had just pulled into his lap and he whispered into her ear. “So, you ready to become an old lady?”

  She grinned and looked down at him and said, “What, is there more? I thought I was.”

  He shook his head and then looked around her to Sunny who was smiling and sliding a box across the table to him. He nudged her and motioned with his head.

  “Not yet, not until you put that on.”

  She turned and saw the box and then froze and looked around the table at the people who were now silent, and were staring at her expectantly. She took a deep breath and then lifted the lid off the box and peeled back the tissue paper to see what was nestled inside. It was black leather, and when she pulled it out she sucked in a breath as she read on the right side where her name patch was. ‘Sandshrew’, and then she turned it around and it said, ‘Property of Ridge Runner’.

  Kasey smiled and then stood up and pulled the cut around and slid it on and then looked down at Ridge and said, “Well, how do I look?”

  He stood up and stared at her and then bent over, lifting her over his shoulder and stood up and began to walk down the hall to his room. Fling yelled loudly behind him.

  “Hey, we were not done.”

  Ridge held up a hand and replied, “I vote yes.”

  The room laughed as they disappeared down the hallway and they heard Tank say, “You know, I’m not going to get used to that, we need the builder in here ASAP, I can’t deal with them being under the same roof.”

  Ridge opened his door and looked back down the hallway. Tank was smiling and shaking his head and Ridge lifted his chin and then walked into his room and shut the door. He dropped her on the bed and then leaned over and knelt on either side of her. “You are home.”

  Kasey smiled when he pushed her tank top up around her neck, but left the cut covering her breasts. He rubbed his palm over her nipples and she groaned. Her nipples hardened and he pinched them a little, causing her to cream in her panties.

  “Oh my God,” she groaned.

  “Are you mine?” he asked when she nodded a little.

  “Yes!” she cried when he pinched the other nipple a little harder.

  “You sure about that?” he growled and she groaned when he bent and sucked her breast into his mouth, hard. “I think you need a reminder on who you belong to, while you wear my cut, I’m gonna fuck you until you scream,” he said and pushed her over on her stomach and pulled her with an arm around her waist until she was on her hands and knees.

  “Fuck yeah, I love seeing my name on you. You are perfect, and you are mine,” he said, spanking her ass when she moved to look over her shoulder. “Fuck no, this is mine, I say when you can move.”

  Kasey groaned when she felt the heat from the smack on her ass. It made her clit tingle a little and she creamed more. Soon her juices were flowing down her leg as he hit her ass then smoothed it with his hand. Then bending and kissing the spot he spanked while petting her hair. She never thought it would make her feel this way, but the slight pain shot to her clit every time he spanked her. My God, she loved it, belonging to him, she felt like she had finally come home, she moaned when he pushed two fingers into her pussy.

  “Baby, you are so wet. I think you like it a little rough. Let me have that sweet cream,” he said and reached around her and pinched her nipples again.

  Moving his finger out of her pussy, he moved to the other forbidden hole. “Soon I’m gonna own this,” he whispered into her ear.

  “No,” she said and groaned when she felt his finger massage her outer rim softly. />
  “Oh yeah, I’m gonna own this ass. First, I’m going to make you ready, and then I’m going to pound into this virgin hole. It is mine and only mine,” he said and reached over to the nightstand and pulled a tube of lube out, never letting go of her.

  Kasey shook with anticipation as she felt him push one finger into her slowly. It felt so good, a little burn, but that made her pussy weep a little more.

  He pushed one finger in and out of her a few times then he added two fingers. She groaned when she felt the stretch. Once again, he pushed in and out a few times, scissoring his finger stretching her tight hole. When she thought she would die from the pleasure, she felt him pull out.

  “Hang on, baby. You are going to love this,” he said, leaving her on the bed for a minute. She looked over her shoulder and saw him drag a bag from behind the bed, it was hers the one she had packed from her apartment before they left. She frowned, wondering what the hell was in there they needed at this particular minute.

  “Oh yeah,” he said and pulled her dildo out of her bag. Kasey’s eyes widened when she realized he had seen her when she packed it. How embarrassing. “This is gonna work just fine.”

  “What the hell are you going to do with that?” she asked.

  “Just relax, baby, let me make you feel good,” he whispered and took his place again.

  Kasey, still on her hands and knees, tried to look behind her again and she received a spank on her ass. “Look forward.”

  She felt the rubber dildo push into her pussy slowly. She smiled when it was fully seated in her. Ridge was just full of surprises, most guys hated her toys because they were bigger than they were.

  She felt him twist the end and the vibrations coursed through her. He worked it in and out of her pussy, brushing her clit with every pass. Faster he worked the toy, until she was moaning for him to let her come.

  “Not yet, I want to fill you up,” he said and pushed the toy in as far as it would go and holding it with his thigh, he began to work on her other hole again. The sensations were driving her nuts, holy crap, she thought and just held on.