Vengeance Of A Black Knight (Iron Dogz MC, #4)

by René Van Dalen

  “Fuck, I didn’t mean to do that. I’m so fucking sorry.”

  I flinched away from him and he cringed. Not saying a word, I stood glaring at him.

  I knew he hadn’t meant to send me flying across the room the way I had, but he did. And I got hurt. By the look on his face I knew he was shocked and horrified.

  I didn’t give a fuck. He had gone too far.

  “I need my brother.” I hissed very softly.

  “Not happening, Leo. You’re my old lady and I’ll look after you. I’m sorry you fell but you have to realise you started this shit.” His angry frown was back. “I warned you and you went ahead and disrespected my brothers. I can’t allow that to stand.” His voice had softened as he spoke and the anger had disappeared.

  Snorting with disgust I shook my head. “I haven’t spoken to or disrespected any of your brothers. But it seems your slut knows you’re a sucker for a few fake tears. She tells her sob story and you believe every word and put your hands on me. So be it. Glad to know exactly what type of man you are and where we stand.”

  I turned my back on him and looked around the room. Seeing the open door of a bathroom I painfully made my way over, ignoring him. Shuffling inside I closed and locked the door behind me. Thank heavens there was a full mirror behind the basin and I slowly pulled my tee out of my pants lifted it up and inspected my sore ribs and hip. Fuck, I was going to have a gnarly bruise. Touching the area hurt like hell but I pushed and inspected until I was satisfied I hadn’t damaged my ribs. It was just a very bad bruise. I didn’t even try to tuck my shirt back into my pants, I left it hanging as I grabbed the wash cloth. I needed a cold compress to stop the swelling and bruising. Holding it under the cold water I painfully wrung it out then held it against my aching side.

  While I had been busy in the bathroom the room on the other side of the door had been silent and I hoped like hell the fucker had left.

  Opening the door I carefully walked out but stopped when I saw him standing in front of the window. He swung around and his eyes immediately went to my hand holding the cloth to my side. He slowly came towards me.

  “I’m so fucking sorry, Leo. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I swear it was an accident, I only meant to shove you inside then you jerked out of my hand, slipped and went flying into the chest of drawers.” His hands reached out and carefully lifted my shirt. I let him. I even let him pull my hand away to take a look at my side.

  “Jesus, fuck.” He whispered. “Never going to forget or forgive myself for this shit. Never, not as long as I live.”

  “Good, I hope you fuckin’ live a very long time to regret this shit.” I hissed angrily.

  “Leo, please, let me help you. You need to lie down with an icepack on that bruise.” He didn’t wait for me to answer as he lead me over to his bed.

  The next few minutes felt absolutely surreal. He had gone from enraged to caring within the blink of an eye.

  And I let him.

  I was out of my clothes and down to my panties and bra then carefully lifted and settled in his bed. He had a few of those icepacks that you cracked to get the chemicals to do their job and he placed two on me. One on my ribs, the other on my hip. But he wasn’t finished. I was given pain killers and covered with a soft quilt before he dragged a chair over and sat down next to the bed.

  “Tell me what happened.”

  And at last the bastard asked the million dollar question he should have asked before losing his shit.

  Too fucking late.

  “You know what, fuck you. Go find out for yourself, I’m done wasting my time and breath on you. Get out, go play with your fuckin’ slut.” My head was feeling all swirly as I glared at him and pulled a face as if I smelt something bad. “You have really bad taste in sluts. Shoulda’ gone wit’ class li’ Chris but nooo, you gone wit’ de trash. Goo’ ta kno’.” I slurred.

  My eyes started getting really heavy and slipping closed. Drugs. He fuckin’ drugged me. Bastard.

  “Wha’ chu gi’ me?” I mumbled as I tried to force my eyelids to obey.

  “Just something for the pain, baby. Sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

  “Don’ do me no fav...”

  And that was it. I was out like a damned light.

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  Wolf

  She looked small and vulnerable lying in his bed. The force of her personality gone now that she was sleeping. She had fought the drugs he had given her to the last.

  His attraction to her and his fucking temper was what had caused this. He had been looking for an excuse to put more distance between them and when Tracy came crying to him he was so ready. Ready to believe any fucking sob story the slut gave him. And now he’d done the unforgivable. He had laid his hands on a woman and hurt her. No matter that she had jerked away from him and slipped on the fucking shirt he had left lying on the floor. He shouldn’t have shoved her into his room in the first place.

  To start with he should have asked for her side of the story and only then reacted. But he hadn’t. He had stormed into the club and in front of some of his brothers and the club sluts he had manhandled his old lady. Shown them he didn’t respect her and very likely laid the foundations for the treatment she would receive from everyone from now on. And this after he had made such an exhibition of beating the bastards who had disrespected and threatened her.

  Fuck. He had to fix this.

  He didn’t know how but somehow he had to fix this.

  He was still sitting next to the bed trying to figure out how he was going to get that done when someone started banging on his door.

  One quick glance at Leo reassured him that nothing was going to wake her. He drew the quilt up over her shoulder and went to open the door.

  Dive’s fist was still raised to hammer on the door when he opened it. Chris stood next to him, not looking at him but trying to look around him. Obviously trying to see Leo.

  “Where’s my fuckin’ sister?” Dive growled as he stepped right into Wolf, shoving him back a step.

  Wolf braced and glared at the bastard. “Stop with the fucking noise. She’s sleeping.”

  “Bullshit! Where is she?” He pushed at Wolf’s chest to get past him.

  Chris pushed both of them out of the way and rushed into the room and up to the bed. She bent over the bed and spoke softly.

  “Leo, are you okay?” Worry and concern was etched all over her face and Wolf cringed knowing he put that shit there.

  “Chris, she won’t wake up. She took some pain killers and it knocked her out. She’s going to be out for the next four hours at least.”

  Chris looked up and at him but she didn’t meet his eyes, she looked at the side of his face to avoid meeting his eyes.

  “Why? There was nothing wrong with her when she was at the bar. What did you do?”

  Wolf shook his head and glanced over at Dive whose eyes had been on his sister but now swivelled to him. Nothing he said was going to make them believe he didn’t put his hands on her. Drawing in a deep breath he prepared himself for the shit storm that was about the hit.

  Pointing at the fucking t-shirt still lying on the floor next to the chest of drawers he tried to explain.

  “That was on the floor by the door. When we came upstairs I pushed her into the room, she jerked away, stepped on it, slipped, and went flying into the chest of drawers. Her ribs and hip took the brunt of the fall. I put icepacks on the bruises, gave her some painkillers and put her to bed.”

  Dive stepped up to the bed and dragged the quilt off his sister, exposing her side with the icepacks still in place. He gently removed them then swore viciously, jerked around and smashed his fist into Wolf’s face, rocking him on his feet.

  “You fuckin’ son of a bitch. How fuckin’ hard did you push her that she got enough momentum goin’ to cause this much bruising?” He bit out through clenched teeth.

  Wolf didn’t try to excuse himself as swiped the blood from his split lip. “Too fucking hard. Shouldn’t have fuc
king pushed her at all.”

  Chris angrily turned on him with her hands on her hips.

  “You’re damned right, you shouldn’t have touched her. This is all Tracy’s doing. You’ve been suckered into putting your hands on your old lady by a club slut. Congratulations Wolf, you’re now officially part of the stupid fucker brigade.” Chris seethed at him.

  Dive went very still and his voice was lethally cold. “A slut caused this shit? This the Tracy bitch you were talkin’ about?”

  “I’ll handle it, Dive. This is my shit to clean up.” Wolf cut Chris off before she gave him more.

  Death looked out of Dive’s blue eyes as he stared at Wolf, not saying a word but letting him know exactly what was waiting for him.

  “Yeah, you will fuckin’ handle it and then I will fuckin’ handle you. I was okay with you givin’ her some shit ‘cause she’s never had a man that could back her down the way you did. With this crap right there on her body I now know I made a fuckin’ mistake to trust you with our fuckin’ treasure. Wonder how Reid would be feelin’ about this shit right now?”

  His words gutted him, totally and completely.

  “Fuck, Dive, I didn’t mean to hurt her. I was pissed because she’s getting under my skin and when the slut came whispering her poison I over reacted. I know this now. You have no idea how fucking ashamed I am over what I allowed to happen.”

  “If you’re so fuckin’ ashamed then do somethin’ about it. Get out there and fuck that slut up. If you don’t I will do it for you. And just a little heads up, asshole, I don’t care if you’re male or female, fuck with my family and I’ll fuck with you. Done it before, will do it again.” Dive hissed softly.

  Wolf was about to answer when Beast stalked into the room, filling it with his pissed off attitude.

  “What the fuck is going on in here? I could hear you arguing all the way down in my room. You’re upsetting my old lady with your shit.”

  That’s when his eyes zeroed in on Leo lying on her side on the bed, the bruising on her ribs and hip very prominent. And the Beast no one wants to fuck with appeared.

  “Someone want to explain that shit to me?” He growled softly, his eyes fixed on Wolf’s lip.

  Sighing heavily Wolf explained. Beast stood with his arms crossed over his wide chest, a heavy frown on his face as he listened.

  When Wolf was done he shook his head. “I’m so fucking done with the shit these bitches pull every single fucking day. The sluts almost cost Hawk his old lady, the same with Ice and with me. Now they’re targeting you. I’m throwing her out. Fuck that, I’m throwing them all out.” He looked at Dive. “Sorry brother I know you want to take a piece out of her ass but we can’t let you do that. We’ll ban her and dump her on the street.”

  Wolf opened his mouth to speak but Dive got there first. “The whores in your club have too much power, you realise that don’t you? Why are they even allowed to hang out here during the day? Y’all work every day, so why have them in your clubhouse? Back home they’re only allowed in by invitation and only at night. No sleep overs. We fuck ‘em and chuck ‘em.”

  “That’s harsh.” Chris said softly.

  “Darlin’ what’s harsh is havin’ an ol’ lady disrespected in her own home. That’s fuckin’ harsh.”

  “Right, we’re done with this discussion.” Wolf said quietly. “My old lady needs to rest. I will come down and handle that bitch later.”

  “Nope, you won’t be handlin’ shit. I’ll be handlin’ the slut for you. Look after my sister, and motherfucker, you ever lay a hand on her again and your head will be sittin’ on your president’s desk. You get me?”

  Dive was being deadly serious and Wolf nodded. “I got you.”

  Nodding Dive tagged Chris’s hand and dragged her protesting ass out of the room.

  Wolf waited because he knew Beast had something to say.

  “You fucked up, brother. But then so did all of us when we found our old ladies. Giving you a pass this time, don’t let there be a next time.”

  “Never going to happen again, brother. I give you my word.”

  Beast nodded and walked out, pulling the door closed behind him.

  Pulling the quilt back up around Leo’s shoulders Wolf settled back into the chair next to the bed. Untying his laces he kicked his boots off, got rid of his socks, jeans and tee then crawled into bed next to her. With a relieved sigh he gently pulled her body into his, settling her in his arms and pushed his face into her neck, breathing her in.

  He hoped like fuck when she woke she would forgive him and agree to start over. No way was he going to keep his distance from her anymore. As far as everyone knew she was his old lady and he had to start treating her as such.

  Closing his eyes he relaxed his body and slipped into sleep holding his most precious possession in his arms.

  He grinned in his sleep. She was going to lose her mind when he calls her that.

  His precious possession.

  Hours later he snapped awake because of a pained little moan. Carefully raising himself on one arm he leant over her.

  “Baby, you in pain?”

  A little moan and a slow nod was all he got. Pulling the quilt off them he sat up and inspected her side. Fuck. She was black, purple and blue from beneath her tits down to the top of her thigh. His girl was bruised to shit.

  “Hold on, Kitten, I’m going to get you some pain killers and put another ice pack on your side.”

  “No, no more knock out pills and no more ice packs. I don’t need them.” She whispered.

  Running his hand over her hair he leant over and kissed her cheek. “Okay, baby, but you need to take some Ibuprofen for the pain.”

  “’Kay.” She mumbled.

  Getting out of bed without jostling her Wolf found the pills in his still open first aid kit and got them both some water from his little bar fridge in the corner of the room. Setting the pills and water down on the bedside table he carefully slid his arms beneath her and helped her to sit up. Holding his arm behind her back he quickly stacked the pillows behind her back then gently laid her back down against them.

  She swallowed the pills down with some water her eyes never leaving him. Once she was done he took the bottle from her and set it back down on the bedside table.

  “You walk into a door or did someone hit you?”

  “Dive was pissed and rightly so. I’m so fucking sorry, Kitten. Can you forgive me?” He kept his voice soft and low.

  It felt like he had been waiting for centuries before she answered him.

  “I know it was an accident, but if you had given Chris or me a chance to explain it would never have happened. That’s what I find hard to let go. You believed a slut’s lies. If I was your old lady for real my kutte would be in tiny little pieces in the trash right now.”

  Fuck, that was harsh, but he deserved it.

  “I fucked up.” She was about to say something but Wolf held his hand up to silence her. “I will never do that shit again. If there’s ever a next time, and I hope like fuck there isn’t, I’ll come to you first and listen to what you have to say. I give you my word, baby.”

  “Why was she so pissed at me? Was she your regular fuck?”

  Wolf reared back. “Fuck no! I’ve never had my dick anywhere near that bitch.”

  She frowned then nodded. “Okay, I get it. She was jealous because you claiming me meant she was never going to have a chance to grab your patch. Stupid whore.”

  “You got it right, she is a stupid whore. And she’s gone.” Wolf agreed with his old lady. “Now let’s never speak about her again.”

  Wolf was done with their chat. Sliding back into bed next to her he plumped his pillows laid back and carefully drew her against his chest. She resisted a little at first but then she relaxed and curled into him. Reaching over he grabbed the remote lying on the bedside table and turned his television on.

  “Too much shit went down today, we’re going to lie here and just be with each other for a few hours. Wha
t would you like to watch?”

  “What about Beryl’s dinner? She’s trying to make amends and I can’t disrespect her by not turning up.” Leo worried.

  “We’ve got a few hours, baby. Dinner’s at eight and it’s only five now, we’ve got time.” Wolf reassured her. The small frown when he called her ‘baby’ let him know she didn’t like it. Too bad. She’ll get used to it.

  “Have you got Netflix?”

  “Ja, let’s see what we can find to watch.”

  They settled on some movie and Wolf finally relaxed. He had his woman in his bed her head on his pec and finally the ache in his chest that had taken up residence the minute he had watched her smash into the chest of drawers started to recede a little.

  Now all he had to worry about was the fucking hard on in his boxers. Getting it to go away wasn’t going to be easy because every time her hand stroked over his abs, and she did that shit often, it got harder. And by the tiny little half smile he knew she knew exactly what she was doing to him.

  The little shit.

  He kept her relaxed in bed until seven then sent her off to shower. She was stiff and sore and he knew a hot shower would help with the stiffness and some of the pain. When she was done and came out dressed in sexy lace boy short panties and a bra his fucking dick jerked. His woman had the prettiest pair of tits he had ever seen. They were big and heavy and the soft pillowy flesh over filled the cups of her bra. Fucking beautiful. Trying to get his mind away from her tits he drew her between his thighs and carefully applied the Arnica ointment he had ready. Every time his fingers touched the bruises he wanted to kick his own ass for being so fucking stupid.