Buzz (Book 3): Corrupted Saints MC

by Kimberly I. Belle

  “Do you have anything we can tie him up with?”

  She points to her bedside table. I walk over to the table and find a pair of police hand cuffs. I can’t help but smile and chuckle a little.

  “Don’t ask.” She says as her face turns bright red.

  “I won’t right now, but I would like to know later.” I say laughing.

  “We will see. Will they work?”

  “Yes, they are cop handcuffs I am sure he won’t be able to get out.”

  I grab the cuffs and cuff his hands behind his back. Liz brings me a scarf and I also hog tie him so his hands and feet are tied together. I think she may have a little fetish going on. I don’t mind as long as I am not the one to be tied down. That shit messes with my PTSD.

  “Alright, I am going to move through the house to make sure that he isn’t in here. I want you to lock yourself in the bathroom again and don’t open it until I come back.”

  “I don’t want to be left alone again.” She holds onto my arm.

  “Liz, I can’t put you in harm’s way. He could be out there with a gun. You saw what this guy was holding. If Rage is anything like his name, he is probably going to be packing heat. We need to figure out what they want from you.”

  She shrinks back. “Okay.” She says very silently.

  “Liz, you’re going to be okay.” I walk over to her and kiss her lightly on the lips. “I promise.”

  “I am worried about you.” She says as I leave her. I grab my gun and hold it out in front of me. I am ready to get this over with. I want to start a life with Liz. I want to try and be the best version of myself for her. I have been waiting for her forever. I open the bedroom door and peak outside of it. I don’t see or hear anyone. I make my way towards the front of the house checking to make sure that no one is in there. I check the spare bathroom, it’s all clear; next I check the hallway and it’s all clear. The hairs on the back of my neck are standing up. Something’s wrong.

  I hear a creaking on the floor. Someone is in here. I reach the end of the hallway and I see a figure moving about in the kitchen. Fucker thought he could sneak in here, he has his back turned towards me. I am about to sneak up on him when I see the lights of a car or bike come into the house through the windows. I can tell that it is Rage. I recognize his face from the photos that Rock showed us. It is at that moment he spots me. He grabs a knife and throws it in my direction.

  “Is that the best you can do asshole?” I yell out. “I already got your buddy back there.”

  “This doesn’t involve you. This is between the girl and I.”

  “Like hell it doesn’t. You messed with my old lady and for that, I will fuck you up asshole.” I make a move and run towards him and tackle him to the ground. I want to get him before he draws a gun. My adrenaline is pumping, I feel invincible. I remember this feeling from when I was in the military. We both hit the ground hard. His head hits the floor. We are both about the same size but this fucker lacks my speed and agility. I am going to fuck him up. We need him alive to figure out what he wants with Liz. I punch him in the face and continue to wail on him until he passes out.

  “Buzz stop! You are going to kill him.” Liz came out of the bedroom and is yelling at me to stop. Shit, I didn’t want her to see me like this.

  I stop punching the fuck and get up. One of my hands is bleeding. I look down at Rage he looks like raw meat.

  “Are your hands okay?” Liz grabs one of my hands and quickly presses a towel to it to stop the bleeding.

  “Yes, they are fine. I am sorry you had to see that.”

  “I’ve never seen someone get beat up like that before.” She looks shocked.

  “Are you okay? Are you freaking out?”

  “I am okay, I just feel a lot of masculine energy in here. It is making me feel anxious.”

  At that moment, my brothers walk in. Tank, Winger and Rock. There are also a few other brothers from the club.

  “Everything is clear. Rage is here and the other fuck is handcuffed in the bedroom.” I say to them.

  The prospects and a few other brothers move towards the bedroom while the others grab Rage. I know they are going to take them back to a building we have. It’s my playroom, we are going to extract some information from these fuckers to find out what they want with Liz.

  “You alright brother.” Winger asks.

  “Yeah, doing alright.” Liz is still holding a towel to my hands.

  “How about you, little lady, you doing alright considering everything that is going on?” Winger asks Liz.

  “Yeah, I am okay. I am just kinda freaked out. I feel all this adrenaline even though I didn’t do anything.” Liz says.

  “That is normal. You will be okay once you sit down a bit.” I say to Liz. She should be sitting with her injuries.

  “What is going to happen to them?” Liz asks as she sees the two guys being taken out of her house and loaded into a van.

  “You don’t need to worry about that. I am going to have a little chat with them to find out why they attacked ya.” I tell her.

  “I am not even going to ask.” She moves to sit on one of her kitchen stools.

  All the guys leave except Winger, Tank and Rock.

  “Are you guys alright here?” Tank asks.

  “Yeah man, nothing I couldn’t handle. Thanks for comin down. That fucker didn’t have a chance.” I say.

  “Knowing you, he didn’t stand a chance getting to her” Rock says.

  “Did you find anything out from them?” Winger asks.

  “Nah man, they didn’t say anything. I will take care of that later.” I say. They all nod.

  “Well, I think we are gonna head out, it is late and I am tired as fuck. My old lady has been keeping me up.” Tank says.

  “Come on man, we don’t need to know that. I will let you know if I find anything out. I have a lead and I will see where that leads me.” Rock says.

  “Take it easy. Take care of him Liz.” Winger says.

  “I will.” Liz says looking at me. They all take off. I know that Rock has a lead on why these guys are coming after Liz but he won’t tell me until he knows for sure. Also, once I get my hands on these guys they are gonna wish they were dead. They will crack.

  Chapter 16

  Liz

  Did that all just really happen? I am not freaking out, I should be freaking out. Maybe I am in shock. I just saw Buzz beat a man until he passed out. There was so much blood on his face and on his hands. All the guys from the MC came over and they took Rage and Fury with them. I don’t know what they are going to do with them. They all left and it’s just Buzz and I again.

  “Liz, hun, are you okay?” Buzz asks bringing me out of my own thoughts.

  “Huh?”

  “How are you doing over there?”

  “Uh, I am okay. I thought I would be more upset but I am okay. How are you?” I ask.

  “I am fine, you don’t need to worry about me.”

  “Your hands though, are they okay? They look pretty painful.”

  “Nah, they will be sore but I have experienced way worse. My knuckles are used to it.” He says. Does that mean he is always beating on people?

  “Don’t look so freaked out. I work out with a punching bag. Yes, I have punched people before but they are used to being battered up because of my workouts.” Whew.

  “Oh, okay. Guess my face said it all.”

  “It sure did.” He says chuckling. I am sitting kind of far from him in the kitchen. He is standing by one of the other bar stools. He walks over to me.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “For what?” He says as he comes over and hugs me.

  “For bringing you trouble. I feel bad about all of this.” He is rubbing up and down my back with his hands. He smells so good. How is that possible? He just fought with two men and he still smells amazing.

  “You didn’t bring me trouble. Liz, there is always trouble around. This is no
t your fault by any means.”

  “I guess.” I don’t feel so convinced that this isn’t my fault, I guess I will just have to wait and see what happens. “Do you think there are more of them? You know that will come after me.”

  “I couldn’t say for sure. I am not leaving you until this is figured out for sure.” Thank goodness. I don’t think I will feel safe if he isn’t around. We are still hugging.

  I pull away and walk to where he was beating Rage. There is blood splattered on the floor. I hobble to the kitchen and grab some cleaning supplies from under the sink. It hurts to bend and move but I can’t stand to have that on my floor.

  “Liz, you don’t have to do that. A prospect will come by tomorrow morning to take care of that.”

  “He doesn’t have to do that. I can’t stand to have this on my floor Buzz.” He walks over and helps me out. He doesn’t say a word. About fifteen minutes later we finish straightening up my kitchen and bedroom. It feels relatively normal.

  “Do you mind if I hop in the shower?” I ask. “I feel really gross. I have a pair of sweats if you want to shower as well. The spare bathroom and bedroom is through there if you want.”

  “No, please. I am going to do the same now that I have an invite.” He says.

  15 minutes later…

  I walk out of my bedroom and find Buzz lying on my couch watching some TV. He is lying in just a pair of sweats and no shirt. Holy cow, this man is gorgeous. His chest is so chiseled and has the faintest amount of blonde hair. I notice that he doesn’t have any ink on the front of his body which is stark contrast to some of the guys. He gets up when he sees me.

  “Hey.” I say. My legs hurt more than anything. Thankfully I haven’t pulled any stitches out.

  “Hey there sugar. Feeling better?”

  “Much better. I feel more like myself and the hot water really helped soothe some of these bruises.” I move towards the couch and sit on the opposite end of where he is seated. I am so nervous for some reason.

  “Liz, you don’t need to be nervous around me. It’s me we are talking about. We have hung out a bunch of times and you don’t need to be shy. I can feel your uneasiness”

  “Sorry, it’s just that I have never seen a man that looked like you so up close and personal before. It’s actually making my mouth dry a little.” I can’t believe I just said that out loud.

  He outright chuckles. “Well, you make my mouth water. I guess we complement each other.” He says with a wink as he moves closer to me.

  “You smell good.” I say.

  “Thanks. You smell good too.” He says as he nuzzles my neck. I jump a little because it gives me goose bumps.

  “Sorry, did I hurt you?” He asks with a concerned look on his face.

  “No, just gave me goose bumps is all. I like it.”

  “Oh, yeah.” He says as he nuzzles me again and lightly begins to suck on my neck. I am wearing a t-shirt and some leggings. I grab his face and kiss him hard. I push my tongue slowly into his mouth. I love the way his tongue rings feel against my own tongue. It’s fun to play with.

  “Damn woman you know how to kiss.”

  “You do too. I love your tongue ring.” I say as I lick his lips with my tongue.

  “It’s also fun for other things.”

  “Oh?” I say raising my eyebrow.

  “Yeah, you will just have to wait and find out.”

  I touch his chest and play with his nipple barbells that he has on both nipples. “Do you have any other piercings other than these and your tongue?” I ask.

  “Yes.” He says as he kisses my neck again.

  “Where?” I ask. He pushes me back against the couch, so my back is against the sofa and he is above me holding himself up with his arms. He grabs one of my hands and puts it inside his pants. I can feel something metal there. He has a piercing on his dick.

  “Oh.” I play with it a little. Running my hand up and down his dick and down to his balls and lightly squeezing.

  “Baby if you keep doing that you’re going to have a lot more on your hands that just my dick.”

  “I think I am okay with that.” I start kissing him harder as I rub him up and down. I pull just the head out and see the piercings. He is kissing me and runs a hand under my top towards my breast. He stops kissing me as he moves his hands up, looking at me straight in the eye, asking for permission. I nod yes. He moves them up higher and he squeezes. It feels amazing. I really don’t want him to take my shirt off. I am very self-conscious and I think he has picked up on that. He moves his head down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth through my shirt. They are poking through. I can’t help but moan. I am very sensitive on my nipples, I am able to orgasm if they are played with just right. Only one guy has ever made me orgasm from my nipples.

  I want more. “Baby, can I take this shirt off?” he asks.

  “Yes.” If I am going to trust someone it is going to be him.” I sit up and he removes my shirt. I don’t have a bra on underneath. I forget that I am bruised. He stands back and looks at me with pain in his eyes. He gently runs his hands on the bruises that Rage and Fury gave me.

  “No one will ever do this to you again.” He says looking at me straight in the eye. I believe him. He leans down to kiss me. He lays feather light kisses on the bruises that I have all over. It is making me moan. The pleasure and pain feels amazing. He grabs my breasts and cups them together and brings his mouth down to one of my nipples. He bites and pulls ever so slightly on my nipples. It feels amazing. “I am going to cum if you keep that up.” I can’t believe this is actually happening.

  “Good, I want to make you feel good. Let me.” I nod yes. He goes back to sucking and biting on my nipples. This man is a god with his mouth. I am so close to cumming. He flicks his tongue over my nipple again, going between the two, blowing cold air on them occasionally making them perk up. He makes one final tug and I cum hard. My legs are shaking.

  “That was a first.” He says smiling as he kisses down the middle of my chest. “I have never had a girl cum just by me touching their nipples.”

  “Oh, gosh. Is that weird?” I feel a little embarrassed, I cover my face with my hands.

  “Not at all, it’s fucking hot. I can’t wait to see how else I can make you feel good. Those handcuffs earlier got me all riled up.” I knew those handcuffs were going to bite me in the butt.

  “Yeah, about those, we aren’t gonna talk about those.” I start to laugh.

  “We will.” He says with a smirk.

  He leans back on the other side of the couch. I can still see his hard on. I am staring down at it as he looks at me. He pulses it and it moves. I open my eyes in shock and my mouth drops open. How did he do that?

  “Don’t look so surprised.” He laughs.” There is a lot that I can do with this guy down here.” He points down.

  “Oh, gosh I am sorry. I didn’t know you’re still hard. Do you want me to help?” I feel bad that I didn’t relieve him. I am exhausted but I would love to wrap my mouth around him and feel him in my mouth. I move closer to him.

  “Liz, we aren’t doing this right now. I can see it in your eyes that you want to but baby you are tired. One hard on isn’t gonna ruin me.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, how about we get some sleep?” He stands up and holds his hand out for me. I grab my shirt and pull it on quickly and put my hand in his. He picks me up bridle style.

  “What is going to happen with Rage and Fury?” I ask as we walk to my bedroom.

  “Let’s not worry about that right now, right now I want you to rest. You have been through hell and I want you to get some shut eye.”

  “Will you stay with me? You know if you want to.” I say quietly. He simply looks at me. “I mean you don’t have to.”

  “No, I want to. I really do. I just don’t want to hurt you.” I know he is talking about the nightmares.

  “You aren’t going to hurt me. I know you have PTSD
and nightmares.”

  “How do you know that?” I can sense him getting a little angry.

  “I heard you the one night you slept here, I calmed you down. My dad was in the military, bless his soul, he had nightmares too after his third deployment. I know you think you are going to hurt me like that one girl but you didn’t before. I don’t want you to leave, you calm me and I feel safe if you are around.” I really hope I don’t sound desperate. We make it to my bedroom which is a mess. He puts me down gently on the ground. I can’t help it but I start to clean up a little and finally settle on my bed. It feels good lying down.

  “Okay, I will stay.” He hops on the bed and lies down on the other side.

  “Goodnight Buzz, thank you for everything.”

  “Goodnight Liz. Sweet dreams darlin,” he says.

  Chapter 17

  Buzz

  “Buzz, wake up, wake up.” I can feel someone nudging me. What is going on? It sounds like Liz. I open my eyes and I see Liz above me with a worried look on her face.

  “Liz?” I say, “Are you okay?”

  “I’m okay. I think someone is trying to get into the house.” I immediately become alert. I have become too comfortable. Usually, I would hear everything.

  “Where do you hear it coming from?”

  “It sounded like it came from the kitchen. I got up to use the bathroom and was going to walk out to the kitchen to grab some water and I heard something.” She looks extremely worried as she whispers to me. I immediately get up and search for my phone and gun. Whoever is out there is being super quiet. I haven’t heard anything yet. I open up my phone and see that I have a few texts from Rock. I open them up and can’t believe what I am reading. Gemma the club bitch hasn’t been seen. The club has been keeping tabs on her since we found out she is Rage’s wife. I bet anything that Gemma is the one in the house right now.

  “What is it?” Liz comes up to me and looks down at my phone.

  “Rock said that Gemma hasn’t been seen. We have been keeping tabs on her. I think she may be the one in here. I am going to go out there. If you don’t hear from me in a few minutes you call Rock and you tell him to come get you.” I give her a big kiss on the lips. She looks terrified again. I don’t like seeing that look on her face.