Buzz (Book 3): Corrupted Saints MC

by Kimberly I. Belle

“You guys can we please let her rest. That is going to be the most important thing for her right now. I gave her something to keep her comfortable.” Charlotte says.

  Pres motions for Winger and I to meet him outside. We all walk quietly to the front porch of her home. He is on the phone with Rock, asking him to find everything he can about a Fury and Gemma.

  “What’s the plan Pres?” Winger asks.

  “I have Rock looking into Gemma and Fury. Tank isn’t letting Gemma go. They have Freak fucking with her right now. You know he won’t let her go for a while. We are going to have 24/7 protection on her house. I will have a prospect come to take watch outside.”

  “I am going to be here with her. No one else is allowed inside except rank.” I say. I was protective before but now I am a going to be an overbearing fuck.

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way. She is your lady and will be treated like an old lady until we figure out what the fuck they want.” Breaker says.

  A few hours pass….

  Everyone has left, I have cleaned up her bedroom and bathroom. I threw out all the blood. We have a prospect out front. Liz hasn’t woken up yet. Charlotte came by and took the IV out, she said she was doing alright. The bleeding has stopped. She said she would look worse as time go on. The bruising will get worse before it gets better. She also said she would be sore as hell. She left 2 hours ago. I have been watching Liz sleep. I can’t help but think this is entirely my fault, they are coming after her because of me; I can’t think of any other explanation.

  Another hour…

  “Buzz.” I hear. I open my eyes.

  “Buzz.” It’s Liz. She is sitting upright in bed. I rush over to her side. I must have fallen asleep.

  “Liz. You okay? What do you need? What can I get you? You sure you want to be sitting up?”

  “Calm down soldier. I need to use the restroom. I don’t think I will make it to the bathroom by myself. I feel woozy.”

  “Sorry. Yeah, let me help you.”

  “Thank you.”

  “How can I help?” I don’t want to hurt her.

  “I am going to swing my legs over to the side of the bed and try to stand.”

  “Hun, I am going to have to carry you.”

  “What!? No, you’re not. I am too heavy.”

  “Liz, honey, I have to carry you. Charlotte said you can’t put pressure on your stitches just yet. You have some serious cuts on your legs.”

  “Uh, it’s okay. I don’t have to go anymore.”

  “Yes, you do. I carried you before but you weren’t awake then.”

  “How embarrassing.”

  “No, I liked it. Come on. Let me help.” I hold my arms out and smile.

  “Fine, but only because I really need to pee.” She says. I place my hands under her knees.

  “You wrap your arms around my neck. I gotcha.” She wraps her arms around my neck.

  “Are you sure I am not too heavy?”

  “Honey, I have had to carry a 300lb man. You’re light as a feather.” I kiss the top of her forehead. I walk her over to the bathroom and place her near the toilet.

  “I think I can take it from here. Thank you.”

  “Alright then, you holler when you are ready. I am going to change your sheets.”

  I move to her bedroom leaving the bathroom door slightly open. I need to change her sheets. They are covered in blood. I found a pair of light blue sheets in a linen closet in her hall before. I strip her bed and put the new sheets on.

  “You okay in there?”

  “Yeah, I think I am done.” I can hear the toilet flush and sink turn on.

  I walk into the bathroom. She looks so vulnerable. “Let’s go. Same thing as before.” I grab under her knees and she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk her back to the bed and lay her down gently.

  “Thank you Buzz.”

  “No problem.” I sit on the edge of the bed and look out her window. We sit in silence for a little.

  “You okay?” She is the injured one and she is wondering if I am okay.

  “Why did you leave?”

  “I was scared.”

  Chapter 14

  Liz

  I am hurting so bad all over. I can’t believe what just happened. Rage and some guy named Fury came in and beat the hell out of me when I got home. They knocked me out cold and when I came to there were cuts and blood everywhere.

  Buzz is with me right now. I am not sure what really happened or how I got to this point but I feel safe with him around. He asked me why I ran. I can’t help but stare at his body as he sits on my bed. The man is deliciously built. I can see him clenching his teeth, his temples are pulsating. This is the most inconvenient time to be thinking about this, but I can’t help it.

  “I’m sorry, I left. I was scared” I say.

  “Scared of what? I was trying to protect you. My club was trying to protect you.” His teeth are clenching.

  “I’m sorry I upset you Buzz. I was talking to Winger and he said you were the Sargent at arms. I asked him what that meant and he said I should ask you. I freaked out. I kept thinking the worst. I mean, I saw what happened to Winger; your life is dangerous. I kept thinking that if other clubs have dangerous people, your club must as well and you might be the one who is most dangerous. I mean look at you, you have this baby face but you look lethal. I don’t want to get hurt. Guess I wasn’t smart though, look what good running away from you guys did me.” I can’t help but look down at my hands. I keep picking at a scab on my finger tip.

  “Liz, look at me.” He tips my head up with his fingers on my chin.

  I look up at him. It kind of hurts to lift my head. I feel so sore everywhere. He has the most gorgeous baby blue eyes, I can’t help but stare. His lips are so proportional and plump and his jaw bone is so defined. This man is the definition of masculinity.

  “Sorry.” I say.

  “Nothing to be sorry about. Yeah, I am the Sargent at Arms, the enforcer for the club and yes I do things for the club that people may not agree with but you are safe with me, always. I will never hurt you, hurting you would be hurting me. I care about you if you haven’t noticed and until you tell me to go away, I am going to continue to try and be good for you.”

  “Buzz, you don’t need to tell me these things. I get that you want to be a good friend to me and I appreciate it but I don’t want to bring any problems to you.”

  “Sweetie, you are not listening here. I want you to be mine, I want your problems to be mine. I want it all.”

  What in the world? Why would a man that looks like him want to be with me? “You, want me to be yours?”

  “Yes, I want to date you and try with you. If my fucking hard on yesterday wasn’t enough proof, and me being here now isn’t enough proof then I don’t know what is. You are the first woman that has made me feel human again.” Oh God, now I really want to look down at his crotch. He is wearing blue jeans, a white t-shirt and his cut. I can’t help it and I look. I am all beaten down and nasty looking and he still wants me and is still here for me.

  “I’d like to try but I have these guys after me for some reason.”

  “Hun, they are after you because of the Corrupted Saints. At least we think that is why” What did he just say? Did he just say that are after me because of his motorcycle club.

  “Why me? I am not even a part of your club? It could be for another reason too you know. You don’t know that for sure.”

  “The easiest way to get to a brother is through his woman.”

  “I am not your woman, can’t you just tell them that.” This sucks. I don’t know if I want to go through all of this. Is this how it will always be, if I am with him?

  “Please don’t worry. I promise you that I will never let anything like this happen to you again but I need you to trust me and please don’t run away from me again.”

  I can’t help but listen to what he is saying. I tried to run away and it did me no
good. I just hope that they find those guys and make them pay. I would never say anything like that but I am hurt, I am pretty sure I am going to scar.

  “Fine. I will listen to you and trust you but I don’t want to leave my house.” I can’t stand being around that girl Gemma.

  “Liz, I can’t protect you from here. If you are at the clubhouse I can watch over you and all the brothers are there too.”

  “No, I won’t go back. I can’t stand…” He cuts me off before I can finish.

  “You can’t stand what?”

  “I can’t stand being around that woman.”

  “What woman? Did someone say something to you?”

  “That blonde. Gemma, I think is her name. I feel like she is gonna attack me just because I talk to you. Plus her breath smelled so bad. I also may have flipped her on her butt for touching me.”

  “You don’t need to worry about that bitch, she is gone as soon as this is over.” Damn, he just called her a bitch.

  “Okaayyyyy.”

  “You don’t. You never have to worry about me and another woman let alone her.”

  “You’re serious? She is still gonna be there though.”

  “No, she won’t be. I can promise you that. I can’t tell you more right now but please trust me.”

  “Okay. I trust you.”

  “Great, now that we got that out of the way. I am going to stay here.”

  “What?”

  “I am going to be staying here with you. In your home until we get the Lost Souls.”

  I really don’t want to be cooped up with him, but I am too tired to fight. “Fine. I won’t argue with you.” I really want to kiss him. I lean in to him and get super close to his lips. I look up at his eyes, they are a deep blue right now. I can smell his cologne, it is delicious. There is something about a man wearing cologne that turns me on. I know I am sore and bruised but kissing him is the only thing I can think of that would make me feel better.

  I lean in and kiss him. I can feel him pulling away. “Liz, I want nothing more than to kiss you but I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You aren’t going to hurt me, I promise. Please, I just need to feel you close to me.”

  “You tell me if I am hurting you okay.”

  “Okay.” I move in again and kiss him hard this time. It hurts my chin but damn he is an amazing kisser. I move onto his lap and it burns like a bitch. My legs are killing me. I can feel the stitches pulling and I don’t care. I am sitting in his lap, facing him with my legs stretched behind him. I can feel his dick pressing against my vagina. I feel like I am going to cum just sitting on his lap.

  I can feel him thrusting his hips a little. That little movement is hitting my clit just right. If he keeps it up I am going to cum. My breathing is getting faster. I can tell he wants to touch me but is afraid of hurting me. I am so bruised and cut everywhere.

  “Buzz” I moan. “I am going to cum, just like that, please.”

  “Good.” He thrusts up harder and that’s my unraveling. I cum hard. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I continue to kiss him and he thrusts up a few more time and it makes me jerk back. I am sensitive. I can’t believe we just did that. I just dry humped a lethal, hot biker.

  I break the kiss and rest my head to his forehead. “Did that just really happen?” I laugh a little.

  “It sure did.” He kisses my lips again. “I can only hope for more but only when you are better.” He smiles and kisses my nose.

  I lie backwards and rest my head on my pillow. I am so tired. I am starting to doze off. “I think I am going to sleep now.” I fall asleep.

  Chapter 15

  Buzz

  Liz finally stopped rejecting me and accepted that I like her and am here to stay. She fell asleep after we dry humped like teenagers and is now snoring. She looks worse for wear; her bruising is getting worse before getting better. At least she has agreed to let me stay with her until we get everything figured out.

  I am sitting in her bedroom watching her sleep. I have been texting back and forth with Rock about where these guys could be. He said he would let me know when he finds out more information. Although, she is bruised and hurt, she still looks beautiful to me. I am about to get some shut eye when I hear something outside.

  All the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I send a quick text to Rock and let him know someone is in the house. I move slowly to where Liz is and wake her up silently.

  I am nudging her. I get super close to her ear. “Liz, honey, wake up.” I say.

  She doesn’t seem to want to wake up.

  “Liz, wake up.” I move closer to her ear. She is dead asleep. I am super close to her lips and kiss her. She wakes up startled then she settles into the kiss and kisses me back. I try to pull away but she pulls me back in. As much as I want to keep kissing her, I need to get her attention and hide her. There is someone in her house.

  She is making small moaning noises. My dick is getting hard. I manage to pull away when I hear a creak on the floor, she hears it too and pulls away. She looks up at me with the biggest green eyes as if asking me is there someone in here. I nod my head yes and motion with my finger over my lips to be silent.

  I move close to her ear and whisper, “I need you to stay quiet for me. I want you to go into the bathroom and close the door behind me.” She looks at me with worry in her eyes.

  “Don’t worry. I am going to come back.” I give her a quick peck on the lips and pick her up and carry her to the bathroom.

  I wait for her to lock the door behind me. I can hear whoever is out there making their way towards the bedroom. They managed to open up the other doors. They sure aren’t very quiet. I grab Liz’s pillows and pile them under her covers so it looks like someone is in there and quickly move behind the door. I grab my gun and take off safety and wait.

  Whoever it is, is finally at the door. They push open the door. I can’t make out who it is just yet, it is too dark. I can only make out shapes. There is only one of them. He walks into the room and has something in his hand. I am watching him walk in and slowly make his way to the bed. I was trained to be invisible. This fucker doesn’t know I exist in this room. My breathing is completely calm and silent. My heart rate is slow. I am ready to strike. I finally catch a glimpse of what he is wearing and he is wearing a Lost Souls cut; fucker is going down. I step out from behind the door and bring the gun up to his head.

  “Now you are going to turn around slowly with your hands up. If you so much as do something off, I will put a fucking bullet in your head. If you understand me, nod your head once.” He nods his head once. “Now, turn around slowly.” He is slowly turning around. This fucker is ugly. He has his hands up in the air.

  “Look man don’t hurt me, I am just doing a job.” He says.

  “Are you alone?” I press the gun harder to his temples.

  “Yes.” This fucker is lying.

  “Don’t lie to me. How many more?”

  “One, there is one other person, Rage.” Shit. I need to get this guy tied up and get Rage in here. I want that fucker dead.

  “Liz, hunny, I need you to come out here.” I want to find out if this is one of the guys that attacked her. I know it is going to be traumatic for her but I need to know. I don’t want to kill an innocent man. I may be a killer but I don’t hurt the innocent.

  Liz walks out of the bathroom very slowly, limping. Shit, she must be hurting. I hope her stitches are okay.

  “Don’t worry hun, everything is okay out here. I want you to tell me if this is the other guy that attacked you.”

  She steps out further from the bathroom door. She looks terrified, looking from the guy, to me, to the gun in my hand.

  “Is this him?” I ask.

  She nods her head, yes. “Yes, that is him.”

  “Okay, I need you to call Breaker for me.” I pull my cell phone out of my back pocket and hand it to her. “I want you to tell him what’s goin
g on.”

  I make sure this guy’s hands are still up and I check him for any weapons. I get to his waist band and find a small Sig Sauer pistol. I remove it and put it on the dresser away from him. I move down to his feet and find a knife in his boot as well. I toss it on the floor towards the bathroom.

  “You seem to be looking for trouble with a knife like that. Are you going to tell me what you were doing in my girl’s house again?” I am trying so hard not to beat the shit out of this guy and kill him. I need to keep him alive so we can find out what he wants from us and if it has anything to do with the club.

  “Fuck you, man. If you just let us do our job we can be on our way. This has nothing to do with you. It’s between us and the girl.”

  “That’s where you’re wrong.” I hit him on the back of the head, knocking him out.

  I grab the phone from Liz. “Prez, I got one of the fuckers that beat her. The other fucker is here as well. I haven’t found him. I don’t think he knows anything yet.”

  Breaker tells me to wait for him and the guys to get there. I don’t want to. I want to grab that shit head before he leaves for what he did to Liz. I hang up the phone.

  I turn to where Liz is sitting on the chair she has in her bedroom. She looks white as a ghost and all the bruises on her are more visible. I kneel down in front of her and grab her hands and put them in mine.

  “Liz, baby I need you to look at me.” She won’t look up at me.

  I grab her chin and lift her face to look at mine. “Baby, I need you to tell me you are okay.” I hope she is okay. She is being super quiet.

  “I am okay. I just a little scared. He came back. Where is Rage?”

  “He is around here somewhere. I am waiting for my brothers to come down. They should be here any moment. We are going to corner him before he has a chance to leave.”

  “How do you know he is still here?”

  “I am going to go check outside your bedroom.”

  “Wait, don’t go. What if he wakes up?” She has a point. I grab the fucker’s foot and drag him to the door.