by Erin Trejo
We rode for what seems like forever. My body aches and exhaustion has become my new friend yet I hold tightly to Remi’s waist. I’m drowsy and have felt myself fall asleep multiple times. In my head I’m thanking God that I didn’t. I would be dead for sure if I fell off at this high rate of speed. Thoughts run crazy through my head. That poor woman is dead. She was so nice and someone just killed her to what? Prove a point? The more I think about the ring in Remi’s pocket, the more I shiver. Remi glances over his shoulder at me before he swerves and pulls off on the next exit. The way he handles the bike amazes me. He has swerved us in and out of traffic like a pro. I watch around us as he drives down the dark road. Not many street lights illuminate the area and I wonder if that’s why he likes it. Pulling into a hotel parking lot, he kills the engine and climbs off, helping me off as well. He pulls the helmet free from both of us setting them on the seat of the bike.
“You look like shit,” he says with a smile.
“Yeah, that kind of happens when you see some dead persons ring on a bike seat then have to ride for God knows how many hours,” I tell him raising an eyebrow. Remi just chuckles under his breath before his face turns back to stone.
“I’m sorry you had to see that.” I shake my head and rest my palms on his chest, “I saw you kill someone. A ring is nothing.” I try to keep my tone calm but in my head I know that was wrong too. He killed someone and I still can’t figure out how to make myself stop wanting him. He’s dangerous.
“I’m gonna get us a room for the night and make some calls. Stay here,” he says leaning down and pressing a kiss to my forehead. Simple little things like that make me wonder why he is the way he is. What drives him to kill? I watch him walk in the front door, the girl at the desk smiling like he’s some kind of prize she just won. A rush of jealousy surges through me at the thought of him flirting with her. Taking a step to the side so that his face is in view, I can see that same stone cold look he was giving me. Yeah, she won’t be getting any of Remi. I cross my arms over my chest and glare her way as he turns to come back outside. My eyes don’t move with him though; they stay on her. For some odd reason I’d like to go in there and pluck her eyes out of her head.
“Gonna move the bike around back,” Remi says but my gaze is still locked with hers.
“What the hell is goin’ on between you and the clerk?” he asks clearly amused by what he sees. I tilt my head to look over at him before returning my gaze to her. She’s still staring out the window like some sex crazed teenager and that alone makes my blood boil.
“She was flirting with you wasn’t she?” I ask never taking my eyes off her.
“Are you serious right now?”
“She was, wasn’t she? Just answer me, Remi!” I snap. His heat can be felt coming up behind me. His head lowers to my neck, his hand sliding around to my stomach. Before I can respond or say anything else he slips his hand down the front of my jeans and straight past my panties. His finger rubs slow soft strokes that make me moan as he sucks and licks at my neck.
“You jealous, darlin’?” The faster he strokes me, the more my eyes slowly fall closed. Fuck her. I’m too into the feel of him right now to care about her.
“Remi,” I moan his name.
“You want to make her watch you come?” his fingers move faster with that question. My entire body is on fire just from his touch and that heat is rising and there is nothing I can do to stop it, not that I would want to.
“Tell me,” he growls pressing against my clit a little harder.
“Yes! I want her to see me,” I cry out. His finger slips and slides so perfectly. Just the right amount of pressure to make my knees quake. His lips skim along my neck causing bumps to form as he goes. When he reaches my earlobe and gently bites down, I lose all control. My body spasms as my release takes hold. Everything spins as my pussy clenches and explodes. Remi doesn’t stop either; he draws out the orgasm with his gentle strokes until my knees nearly give out. Only then does he stop and pull me against him.
“That better?” he whispers in my ear. I nod my head as he chuckles and gets me situated on my feet.
“Come on. I need to move the bike. We’ll order somethin’ to eat,” he slaps my ass roughly before making a move to let me go. I grab his arm and jerk him back to me quickly. He stares down at me waiting to see what I have to say but I don’t say anything. I lean up and press a kiss to his lips before pulling back with a smile. He knows what that was for and answers just like he could read my mind.
“You’re welcome, beautiful.” Remi passes me the keycard before he takes the bike around. I make my way over to our room, letting myself in. The door clinks closed behind me and at the sight of the bed, sleep calls out to me. I want to sink into the mattress and not wake up for a month. The soft knock on the door tells me Remi is ready to come in but before I open it, I race to pull all my clothes off. When I’m completely naked, I walk to the door, pull it open slowly and peek up at him through my lashes. Remi’s eyes blaze bright, taking me in as he goes from head to toe. Once his eyes come back to mine, I know I made the right move. He steps toward me and I step back allowing him into the room before he begins to strip. His cuts off first tossed to the floor before his shirt is yanked over his head. His hard muscles come into view and my mouth waters for a taste. I watch him intently as he undoes his belt buckle and then his pants, dropping everything to the floor.
“Get on that bed,” he says gruffly. I obey and walk backwards never taking my eyes off him until the back of my legs hit the bed. I slowly lay down and spread my legs wide for him. I’m rewarded with a growl as he stalks toward me.
“You were so tired on that bike,” he says his eyes burning through me. I slide my hand down my stomach, slipping one inside my pussy as he watches me. Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, my body reacts to just the sight of him.
“Do it, Giselle. Fuck yourself for me.” I do just as I’m told sliding my finger in and out of my wetness as he stands there watching me.
“Two fingers. Play with your nipples,” his demands send heat coiling in my stomach but I do it. Lifting the other hand to my nipple, I pluck and tug, twist and turn it between my fingers. My breathing is rapid and my chest his tight. The whole time I’m doing this the thought of it being Remi is in the back of my mind.
“Suck your nipple, Giselle. I know you can do it,” he says gruffly. I look over at him as he fists his cock, slowly stroking it as he watches me. I bring my nipple to my lips, something I’ve never done before. Sucking it into my mouth, I moan. My fingers move faster in my pussy, I’m so close I can taste it but in the matter of seconds Remi is on the bed between my thighs, ripping my hands away and tearing my nipple from my lips.
“This is all mine,” he growls, leaning down and biting the same nipple between his teeth. I cry out at the feeling right before he slams into me. Releasing my nipple, he braces himself with his hands on either side of my head, his eyes still burning like an inferno.
“All of you is mine,” he says, his tone now serious. “Wrap your legs around me.” I lift my legs and wrap them around him digging my heels into his ass as he fucks me into the mattress. Each hard thrust makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. Each stroke touches something new and exciting deep inside of me. My nails claw at his back but I can’t stop myself.
“Shit! Remi. Fuck!” He chuckles but his hips keep pistoning into me. I’m the high of my life as he takes me to another place. A place that I would long to stay in. A place where only happiness resides. A place that’s only Remi and I.
15
Remi
I’ve never fucked anyone until I blacked out but I sure as hell did last night. I woke up this morning with my cock still resting inside of her. I eased out of the bed and tugged my jeans on before stepping outside the door to smoke. I look down at the ring on my pinky finger and it makes me regret a lot of things in my life. I should have been smarter and planned shit out a little better but having Giselle with me wasn’t the p
lan. I pull out my cell and make the dreaded call. It only takes two rings for him to answer.
“Yeah?”
“Hey, Kred.”
“Remi? Where the fuck are you? Shits been hittin’ the fan, brother. Heard some crazy ass story’s too.” He sounds worried which isn’t Kred at all.
“Need to come home, Kred. My heads not in a good place and shit is hittin’ the fan. Lupita’s dead. Landon gave up a hit,” I sigh into the line. This isn’t what I wanted to do. I don’t want to look weak.
“I know what you’re thinkin’ and this doesn’t make you weak. We’re family regardless of your status, Remi. Let’s not talk over the line, get your ass here so we can talk shit out, yeah?” I blow out a ring of smoke, and rub my forehead with my fingers.
“I’m not alone. Situation is complicated, brother.”
“Ain’t they always? You trust her?” His words slam into my chest. I trust Giselle, not so much Suzi.
“Shit’s a little more complicated than that, brother. She has two personalities. One I trust, the other I don’t,” I tell him when I hear the gasp behind me. I turn around to see Giselle standing there with a sheet wrapped around her body, her hair in a mess hanging around her shoulders. She stares at me with her mouth open.
“Well, we’ll deal with that. If she’s important to you, we got this.”
“She is important to me,” I say the words staring right into her eyes. Her gaze softens slightly.
“How long until you get here?”
“Few hours. Had a run in down south not sure if they radioed the boys over the border. Might need to secure the clubhouse,” I tell him.
“Roger that. Get your ass home, Remi.” The line goes dead as I inhale another large pull from my cigarette. Giselle watches me intently before she asks, “You don’t trust me or Suzi?”
“Suzi. Especially where I’m takin’ you. My life is complicated, Giselle. I’m a Nomad and I explained what that meant but my family, my real family that raised me, they are a club. They have enemies. They have people that would like to see them dead. I’m worried that Suzi is gonna make an appearance at a very bad time,” I try to explain to her. Her gaze drops to her feet and that’s my cue to move in. I flick my cigarette to the ground and shove my phone in my pocket. Closing the space between us, I grab her chin and lift her gaze to mine.
“I’m not sayin’ it in a bad way, Giselle. There is so much goin’ on right now. I need to find out who put the hit on you and why. I need- “
“What?” she asks quickly. Fuck! How did I let that slip right now? “There’s a hit on me? What? Why? Who would do that?” Giselle takes a step back, her mind reeling with the information that I just let slip. Fuck me! I’m such a fucking dumbass. Way to make shit harder, Remi. Her eyes dance rapidly around the room as I step in and close the door behind me.
“Giselle,” I begin when her hand flies up to stop me.
“I told you to leave us alone, Remi. Now we’re in more danger because of you!” Fuck, it isn’t Giselle anymore. I can see the look in her eyes.
“Suzi.”
“I told you to stay away and now look what you’ve done!” She snaps at me.
“I didn’t order the hit on her, Suzi! Someone did and I’m damn sure goin’ to find out who it was! Now you have a few options here, Suzi. One, you can calm the fuck down and let me handle things or two, I can rope your ass to the bike and do what the fuck I please any goddamn way,” I roar at her. Suzi crosses her arms over her chest, barely holding the sheet in place. If that thing falls, I’m going to lose what little sanity I have left.
“Why did Giselle hide?” I ask as I sit on the edge of the bed. Suzi squirms under my gaze before she answers, “She’s scared. We don’t know anyone that would want us dead.” Her honesty surprises me but I’ll take it just the same.
“Look, I get that you don’t like me and to a point I get it. You’re not the first person that I’ve dealt with with split personalities. I had a good friend when I was younger that had that shit. I get it’s not easy to trust and you don’t know who to turn to but I’m askin’ you for her, Suzi, trust me,” I ask nearly begging her. I can’t her going off the rails when we get to Kred’s. I can’t focus on finding out who ordered the hit on Giselle if Suzi is losing her shit.
“She cares about you you know?” My eyes shoot to hers and there’s a softness in them that I’ve never seen with Suzi.
“I care about her too. Don’t make any kind of sense seein’ how I don’t know her that well but I can feel it. I’ll do whatever I have to to keep her safe, Suzi.” She walks toward where I’m sitting on the edge of the bed and holds her hand out. Glancing at it and back to her face, I reach out and grab it in mine.
“I’ll keep control of myself for her if I happen to come through. She’s been fighting me harder lately Remi and I think it’s because of you. I only want what’s best for her, you know?” Holding her hand in mine, my body screams to have her but this isn’t Giselle.
“I know that, Suzi. I want the same but someone wants her dead and I need to know who that is. I need to fix this before it gets too far and then if she wants out, she’s out. Just let me handle this first. Please.” Her eyes peer into mine. Fuck, I wish I could get through to her the way I do Giselle. I can see that apprehension in her. That protective quality in Suzi is admirable but when is it too much?
“Fine. We agree then. I’m going to take a shower before we go if that’s okay.” I nod my head and when she slips her hand from mine that connection is gone. I know Suzi is there to protect Giselle I just wished Giselle would realize that I am doing the best I can to protect her too. Shoving off the bed, I grab my shirt and pull it on before slipping my cut back on. I hunt down my socks and boots before sitting in the chair and pulling them on. Dropping my head back, I close my eyes and wonder what I’ve gotten myself into with her. With them. One fucking witness that shouldn’t have been a problem has turned into something more that I’m not sure I can let go of. What if she runs again? I still don’t fully trust Suzi and that alone makes me nervous. I don’t know how any of this will work if I can’t keep Suzi under control. I take in deep breathes, clearing my mind. I must have dozed off because I’m awakened with my cock hard and lips sucking at my neck. Prying my eyes open, she has me straddled in the chair, grinding her body against mine. I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat, pushing her back away from me so I can look into her eyes.
“Giselle, we need to get movin’, babe.” She grins and leans back in, kissing me again.
“We have time.”
“No, we don’t but as soon as I get you to the clubhouse, I’m fuckin’ every inch of you.”
16
Giselle
Remi holds tightly to my hand as we walk through the clubhouse. All eyes are on us. Some are welcoming while others are scowling. I’m not sure what to make of any of it. It’s mainly the women that don’t look as though they like me being here since their stares are directed at me.
“Are you sure it’s okay for me to be here?” I whisper closer to Remi’s ear. He releases my hand and throws his arm around my shoulder, pulling me in close.
“This is my home, Giselle. Of course, you are.”
“Goddamn right!” I hear a man’s voice sound from behind us. Remi releases me before spinning around and facing the guy. I turn with him and take in the man in front of me. They look nothing alike but I know he isn’t his real dad either.
“You look good old man,” Remi tells him in a playful tone.
“You look like shit, son,” the man teases back before grabbing him and pulling him into a hug. I smile at the way they connect. It’s beautiful. It’s like me and mom used to connect. I never had that with my dad and that’s the part that makes me sad. When they break apart Remi steps back and the man’s eyes come to mine. Nodding toward me he asks, “This her?”
“Kred, this is Giselle. Giselle this is my dad.” I watch him warily and I’m well aware of Suzi lingering in the shadows but
I take a deep breath and extend my hand to him.
“It’s nice to meet you.” Kred takes my hand in his large one, “You too, darlin’.” When I pull back a woman appears next to him a huge grin on her face.
“Don’t you start it, Angel,” Remi says as I glare at the beautiful women in front of me.
“Shut up, Remi. She is gorgeous! You are gorgeous! Come on, let me show you around. I’m Angel, his mom for all intents and purposes.” She grabs my hand yanking me away from Remi but then he steps up to stop her. He leans in and whispers, “If it gets too much, tell her. She’ll find me.” I nod my head before he presses a kiss to my cheek. I watch as he walks away with his dad. Angel pulls on my arm and I turn to follow her trying to avoid the stares of the other women as we make our way through the room.
“I’m so glad he brought you here. Remi never brings a girl home. He hasn’t been back to visit in so long. I miss that boy. So, tell me about you. What do you do?” My nerves begin to eat away at me when Angel motions to the girl behind the bar. “You don’t need to worry around here. We’re family.” Nodding my head, I reach for the glass that’s set in front of me and down it in one gulp. Angel smiles and motions for a refill. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve refilled this glass but I do feel a hell of a lot better now.
“My dad is a Governor in Texas. He’s a complete twat!”
“How did you and Remi meet?” she asks as I giggle.
“I saw him kill one of my dad’s guys. I wasn’t supposed to be there,” I tell her and watch as her face pales. She nearly turns white but doesn’t say a word. I only get a forced smile. It’s fake and I know it but I’m too wasted to give a shit why it should matter.
“Remi said someone has a hit on me. I don’t know anyone so that makes no sense but he is hell bent on finding who it is,” I slur as Angel’s eyebrows furrow.
