KAT: Southside Skulls Motorcycle Club (Southside Skulls MC Romance Book 6)

by Jessie Cooke

  “Damn it, Katrina. Calm the fuck down!” David rarely cussed and never at her. It was his saying the “F” word that finally took the fight out of her…but she was still pissed.

  “Let go of me!”

  “Are you going to stop fighting?”

  “I wouldn’t be fighting if you didn’t have your hands all over another woman,” she told him through gritted teeth. “Let go of me.” David set her down on her feet and started to say something. She ignored him and all the people in the room that would tell the story for years, and stormed up the stairs to her and Dillon’s apartment, slamming the door behind her and vowing to never trust David again.

  19

  “Where’d you go?” Harley’s voice brought Kat out of her memories.

  “I was just thinking about the first time I kicked a woman’s ass over David,” she said.

  Tammy laughed. “The first time. Damn, all the rumors about your temper are true.”

  “Most,” Kat said. “But I’ve mellowed with age.”

  Tammy cracked up at that and said, “Um, like shooting holes in Buzz’s clothes and making him ride back to the ranch naked?”

  “Well, I still have my moments.”

  “You know, I try not to get all crazy jealous over Cody, but when I do, you know what the best part always is?” Harley asked.

  “Making up,” Tammy and Kat said at the same time.

  They talked for a while longer before Harley suggested they go into town for a beer before heading back to the ranch. It was early, just after one in the afternoon, so the bars shouldn’t be too crowded, but when Harley told Levi the plan, he objected.

  “Dax said no public bars or clubs.”

  “We can go to that cowboy place out on the highway. No self-respecting gangbanger would ever be caught there.”

  Levi laughed and said, “You know where else they’d never be caught? At the ranch. We have a bar there.”

  Harley sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just getting tired of the same old faces.”

  Levi rolled his eyes. “Fine, how about we compromise and you have your drink at a restaurant and not a bar.”

  “We can stop at Genevieve’s. It’s on the way back to the ranch and they make a hell of a good margarita,” Tammy said. Levi nodded at that and Harley gave in. Kat didn’t have to open Brownie’s until five so she was up for whatever. As the five of them rode down out of the hills towards the main highway, Kat’s thoughts went back to the “making up” the girls had been talking about. That first time she’d seen another woman touching David…and him not resisting…she hadn’t known what to do with herself or her emotions. It was the first time that she’d ever felt jealousy like that and it felt so fucking bad she never wanted to feel it again. The part of her that hated to feel had already decided that she would just cut him off and then she’d never have to feel that way again. She might have let it go at that, if David had, but he wasn’t about to.

  Kat had angrily stripped off her alcohol-soaked clothes and she’d gotten into the shower. She was still so mad that she didn’t know if the steam filling the room was from the hot water or if it was coming out her ears. She had just picked up the soap and started working it into an angry lather when suddenly the shower curtain was pulled back. David stood there with his green eyes boring into hers.

  “What the fuck are you doing?”

  “Making sure you’re okay.” Sometimes his almost always calm demeanor annoyed her.

  “I’m fine, now get the fuck out.”

  David smiled. That annoyed her too at that moment. “You have a filthy mouth, young lady.”

  “And? You have that filthy whore’s ass print on the front of your jeans.” David laughed and Kat was shocked when he started pulling off his clothes. “Now what are you doing?”

  “I don’t want her ass print on me,” he said with a smile. “I want yours. So, let’s wash off and start over…” She didn’t know what to say, or do. The sight of his bare chest made her mouth water and as he slipped off his jeans and then his shorts, more than her mouth got moist. She was still determined to stay mad, but at the same time she already wanted him inside of her. Once he was naked, he stepped in behind her and pulled her up against him. When she felt his hard cock, she was both turned on and mad again. Pulling away, she spun around and grabbed his cock. He groaned and she said:

  “Is this because of her, or me?” She was stroking it as she asked him.

  His eyes were glazing over as she slid her hand, already soapy, up and down his shaft. “Always, only you, baby.”

  “I didn’t like you touching her like that.”

  “It didn’t mean anything, baby, I promise.”

  “Don’t do it again?” She phrased that like a question, but it was really a demand and they both knew it.

  David closed his eyes and smiled. “Never.” He was breathless and when she let go of his shaft, he almost whimpered.

  “Are you just saying that because I had your dick in my hand?”

  He laughed, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her into his chest. “No, baby, because I love you, that’s why I’m saying it. I don’t want to do anything to hurt you or make you feel bad.”

  “Even though I kicked you?”

  “Your fire is part of why I love you so much. I’m not like you, I don’t have that passion. I think we complement each other. But…maybe I’d rather you didn’t kick me again.” He let his big hands run down her back and cover her ass as he was talking. He used his hold on her cheeks and lowered his mouth down to hers. He kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She kissed him back and it quickly turned hot and passionate. David was massaging her skin. His kiss and his touch were both strong and forceful, and turning her on so much that any resolve that she had left to be mad at him was down the drain.

  She was gasping for breath when he broke the kiss and her breathing became even more erratic as he slid his lips down to her neck, kissing, licking, and sucking. Kat was about to touch herself before she finally felt one of his hands slip between her thighs and make its way to her hot pussy. She opened her thighs wider to give him more room and he used one finger to split open her lips and find her clit. As he massaged it, he kept lowering his head until his hot, wet mouth reached her breasts. He sucked one into his mouth as one of his fingers slid into her sopping-wet pussy. She cried out his name and he responded by biting on her nipple and shoving another finger up inside of her. He continued to suck and lick and nibble at her breasts and nipples while he finger-fucked her. Kat’s hips were moving in time with his hand and she was suddenly, achingly desperate for him to be inside of her.

  “David,” she said, breathlessly. “Please…”

  “Please what, baby?” he asked with his mouth still pressed into her hot, wet skin.

  “I need you inside of me.”

  She felt him smile against her breast. “I don’t know. I said I loved you and you didn’t really respond to that…”

  “I love you. You know I love you. I fucking love you…I need your cock inside of me, David, please.” Kat’s body was coursing with desire that felt electric. The fight had amped up her adrenaline and now she wanted to spend it on David’s body.

  “I don’t have a condom, baby…”

  She growled. “Just pull out then, please…”

  He didn’t wait for her to finish. He lifted her feet up off the bathtub floor and she put her legs around his waist. Then he turned and put her back up against the wall and kept one arm underneath her ass. David raised her up and set her down on his throbbing cock. He filled her up completely and she cried out. David used that hold and the fact that her pussy was soaking wet to slide her up and down on his cock. Kat was pressing her back into the wall and pulling at his hair while he plunged up into her repeatedly. Every nerve in her body was on fire and it wasn’t long before sweet release splintered through her. She screamed out his name and dug her fingers into his shoulders. As her cries echoed off the walls it occurred to her that Dillon coul
d walk in at any time. Then it occurred to her that she didn’t really care. David’s muscles had gone rigid and it was like gripping onto steel with her fingers while his cock swelled even further inside of her. She felt her pussy grip onto him even tighter and in a breathless voice he said:

  “Should I pull out?”

  “I’m on the pill,” she said. “It’s up to you.” He pulled her down on his cock one last time and grunted and swore as he came. He continued to hold her and rock into her gently for several minutes before finally sliding her body down his until her feet hit the bathtub floor. Still holding her up, he pressed his forehead down into hers and as he panted for air he said:

  “Do you believe I don’t want anyone else now?”

  She smiled and nodded and then she said, “Until the next time some skank rubs herself all over you.”

  Kat was still warm from the memories of David when they got to the restaurant. It was a little Italian place and the hostess knew Harley. She greeted them warmly and showed them to a table in the corner. Levi sat at the bar and ordered an appetizer, sans his vest. Wes had talking him into leaving it outside and not advertising who he was, just in case. Levi hadn’t liked it, Kat could tell, but he’d finally agreed to take it off. When Tammy asked Wes if he was coming in, he’d laughed and said, “Nah, I’ll keep watch out here. I don’t really fit in places like this, if you know what I mean.”

  Wes was colorful, that was for sure. Every exposed part of skin had a tattoo on it, except for his face and head. On his head he had a green faux hawk and around his neck he wore a leather choker with silver studs on it. His eyes were lined with black eyeliner and his fingernails painted with black polish. He looked like a throwback to an ’80s heavy metal rock band. Kat thought he was a poster boy for how nonjudgmental Dax was. He did have certain criteria for his guys, but he didn’t give a shit what they looked like and as long as they wore their kutte, their style was their own.

  The ladies all ordered a margarita and Levi was having a beer and an appetizer at the bar when they heard the shots out front. People screamed and it looked like everyone took out their phones to call 911. Kat reached into her boot for the little .22 she carried with her everywhere. If the situation wasn’t so serious, she might have laughed when she looked up. Levi was headed to the door with his gun in his hand. It was a big-ass .44 Magnum. That wasn’t unusual, but Harley and Tammy followed him, both of them armed as well.

  When they got to the door the sound of rapid gunfire rang out. “Stay here,” Levi said as he went through the door. None of the ladies said a word as they all followed him outside. Wes was sitting in the parking lot, on the asphalt behind his bike, shooting toward a red car with its windows rolled down and more than one automatic weapon showing. Levi ducked down behind a car two spaces from where Wes was sitting. He was flanked by Kat on one side and Tammy and Harley on the other, and as soon as he stood up and opened fire, the rest of them did as well. Bullets riddled the metal of the car that was shielding them and glass shattered in all directions. The car shooting at them realized they were suddenly outnumbered and took off. By the time the smoke from its tires cleared, Levi was on his knees at Wes’s side and sirens were already blaring in the distance. Levi looked up at the girls and said, “Get back to the ranch.”

  “We can be your witnesses that you didn’t start this,” Harley said. Kat wondered if it was hard for her and Angel to blur the lines between being part of the law and part of a club like the Skulls.

  “No,” Levi said. “Go, please…” Before he had to argue any further, Tammy put her hand on Harley’s arm and propelled her toward her bike. As Kat passed Levi she said:

  “Give me your gun.” Wes didn’t look good. Hopefully he wasn’t dead, but there was no way he was going to jail today even if he was armed. It would be too much for the cops to believe if they showed up and no one was armed. Kat was sure there would be questions about all of the different shell casings, but as long as they didn’t find a gun on Levi, they couldn’t hold him on anything. Levi looked down at Wes and then handed his gun to Kat. She took it and as the other girls were starting their bikes, she jumped on hers. She didn’t take the time to put on her helmet; instead, she looked at Tammy and said, “Follow me.”

  Kat took the girls on a wild ride through the back roads and they made it to the ranch in twenty minutes, unaccosted. An older biker named Buster was at the gate. As soon as they told him what happened, he called Dax. Before the girls made it up to the shop to park their bikes, they passed him and about ten other bikers on the narrow road. Cody and Gunner took up the rear, and Kat saw both men checking out their old ladies to make sure they were okay as they passed.

  The girls parked their bikes inside the shop and as they were taking off their gear, a girl with long dark hair ran in with one of the club’s enforcers on her heels. “Tammy, where’s Levi?”

  “He’s okay, Zoe. He wasn’t hit. But Wes was and Levi wouldn’t leave him.” Tears were already running down the girl’s face. Tammy got off her bike and hugged the other woman. “He’s okay,” she said again, softly. “Come on, let’s get you inside.” Kat reached into her saddlebags for Levi’s gun. She pulled out her own too. She made sure they were both empty and tucked them in her pockets. She knew once she gave her gun to Dax, she’d never see it again, but she was less worried about giving it up than she would be if she kept it. Once she did that, she looked around for Harley, who was standing next to her bike still. Her already white skin was as pale as a ghost. “Hey, are you okay?”

  “We shouldn’t have gone on this ride today. This is my fault. Cody didn’t want me to go, but things had been so quiet for weeks now, and I thought he was just being overprotective. I asked Dax if it was okay right in front of him. It’s my fault Wes is hurt and if he dies…or anyone else gets hurt…” Her eyes were filling with tears. Kat didn’t know what to do, or say. This was her first experience with trying to comfort a friend. She finally settled on the truth.

  “Harley, this is the life they choose to live. They know what they’re doing when they choose it. I hope Wes is okay too, and that nobody else gets hurt…but this isn’t your fault.” Harley gave her a grateful smile through her tears, but she didn’t look like she believed her. Kat wanted to go home, but she knew that Dax wouldn’t want her to until he got back and had a chance to talk to them all, so she walked over to the clubhouse with her new friend. As soon as they got inside, Kat saw Angel. She was standing beside where Zoe and Tammy were sitting. Kat felt dread coil in her belly when Angel looked up at them, but the look on her face was concern, not anger. She squeezed Zoe’s shoulder and said something to her that Kat couldn’t hear and then she crossed the room and opened her arms to Harley, who folded into her embrace.

  20

  While Angel comforted Harley, Kat went back out the door and found one of the enforcers who guarded the front of the clubhouse. “Who should I give this gun too? It’s Levi’s.”

  The guy looked at it and said, “Tell the prospect at the bar that you need to see Handsome. He’s in the office, I think. Prospect will get him for you.”

  Kat nodded and went back inside. Angel was watching her as she went to the bar and told the prospect what the enforcer told her. She sat down and set the guns on top of the bar while he went to get the V.P., and suddenly Angel was at her side. “Whose guns are those?”

  Kat sighed. She really didn’t want to have a conversation with Angel. It always turned into a fight no matter how hard she tried. “Mine, and Levi’s.”

  She heard Angel let out a breath. “So Wes’s gun is the only one at the restaurant?”

  “Yeah. Harley and Tammy have theirs.” Kat wasn’t looking up at Angel so she jumped a little when she saw the gun in her hand. Angel laid it down on the bar next to Kat’s.

  “Don’t worry, I’m not going to shoot you.”

  Kat grinned and looked up at her. “You never know.”

  Angel shocked her by smiling back. “True. This is Harley’s. I’ll
get Tammy’s.” Kat nodded and Angel turned to walk away. She had only gotten a few steps before she turned back around and said, “Katrina?”

  Kat spun her stool around to face her and Angel said, “Thank you for helping them today.”

  Kat suddenly needed a stiff drink. Emotions were bouncing all over the place. She had to clear her throat before she could say, “Yeah…sure, no problem.”

  Angel got Tammy’s gun and not long after, Handsome came out of the office. Kat didn’t think he was handsome. He had harsh features, she thought, and his eyes were a spooky gray color. But he was a nice guy and Kat liked him. He sat with her for a while and asked her what happened. She told him and described the car and the only shooter she actually got a good look at as best she could. When Handsome finally took the guns and left her, she asked the prospect for a shot of whiskey. She’d just wrapped her hand around it when she heard David’s voice. “Are you okay?”

  She looked up at him, hating the way everything inside of her still melted when she looked at his face. Trying to keep her expression neutral she said, “I’m fine. I hope Wes is okay.”

  David sat down on the stool next to her. Their thighs were almost touching and Kat could feel hers shaking. “Me too,” he said. “I thought all this war and killing shit was over. It seems like it’s starting back up. I fucking hate it.” She raised an eyebrow at his use of the word “fucking.” David smiled, knowing what she was thinking. “I’ve been spending a lot of time around bikers lately.” Kat smiled and downed her shot before saying: