Healing Gabe (Last Hangman MC Book 3)

by Muriel Garcia

  CHAPTER 16

  Gabe

  I’m driving back to Viv’s place, fucking furious. I can’t believe who, out of all the fucking motherfuckers in the world, called me.

  I park in her driveway, next to her truck and make my way to the front door, opening it without any problem, which isn’t reassuring. I’m going to have to check her locks and the house security, I’m not willing to risk anything happening to her considering she saw and actually spoke to that motherfucker Jared. I know she’ll yell at me when I tell her, but I don’t care, I’d rather have her pissed and safe than her dead.

  I lock the door behind me and toss the keys on the hallway table before making my way to her bedroom. It’s 4 AM, and I don’t care if I wake her up. When he called, all I wanted to do was come back here and yell at her for not calling me, but I knew I had to calm down first. I knew my anger would make me say something I don’t mean and she doesn’t need that right now.

  I watch her sleep for a few minutes. She looks so peaceful and relaxed, like nothing bad has happened to her. I want nothing more than to have her relaxed and without worry, but I also need to fucking talk to her. I join her in bed and wrap my arms around her, kissing her neck.

  “Wake up, Viv.” I say softly in her ear.

  “Hmmmm, go away.” She swats at me, any other time I would have found it cute, but this is not one of those times.

  “Viv, wake up, we need to talk,” I say more sternly.

  “What?” she groans and rubs her eyes, turning to me.

  “Why the fuck didn’t you call me when Jared showed up at that bar and why in the hell were you there in the first fucking place?” I almost snarl, the rage I felt earlier resurfacing full force.

  “What a pleasant way to wake up.” she says yawning and sitting up.

  “Answer me.” I sit up and look at her.

  She sighs. “Bennett offered to take me bar hunting and that’s when we saw him. Bennett kicked his ass. We were safe.”

  “I know, he told me. Doesn’t answer why you didn’t fucking call me.”

  “Because I knew better than to call you when you were doing club business. I knew either way that you would be pissed at me. It was either have you pissed at me for not telling you or because I called you in the middle of whatever you were doing and putting you in jeopardy. It was a no win situation, all I knew was that I would rather risk you being pissed at me than risk your fucking life, so excuse me for fucking caring about your wellbeing and not wanting you six feet fucking under. Happy now?”

  “Yes.” I bring her face to mine and kiss her hard and rough. Too soon I have to break the kiss because the fucking minx twisted my nipple. “What was that for?” I glare at her rubbing my bruised nipple.

  “I couldn’t fucking breathe!” She shakes her head and catches her breath.

  “Do you have any fucking idea how worried I was about you?”

  “I was with Bennett, you didn’t have to worry.” She shrugs.

  “Not about that, Doll. I knew Bennett would keep you safe, even if I don’t approve of him taking you out bar hunting, but tha-”

  “Why don’t you approve? It’s not like we were doing anything wrong.” She looks at me confused. She really doesn’t get it.

  “Because I’m the one who’s supposed to take you bar hunting, not him.” I brush a strand of hair away from her face, looking at her, taking me in looking happy and confused.

  “Oh.”

  “Yes, oh.” I brush my lips over hers.

  “I didn’t know.”

  “It’s alright, we’ll go and have another look together and find the perfect place.” I smile, reassured that if she’s going to fulfil her dream of buying a bar then she’s going to stay here for good.

  “I’d like that.” She beams at me, looking like a fucking angel, my fallen angel.

  “I know, but back to what I was saying before you cut me off. Jared was there and saw you, Nicole and Ayd. That’s not good.”

  “You think I don’t know that?” She raises her eyebrow at me. “I’m fucking fuming that he was there an-“

  “And threatened you and Nicole.” I glare at her, unable to keep my emotions under control.

  “I know, I was there and I’m going to fucking kick Bennett’s ass for ratting us out.”

  “It wasn’t Bennett…” I look at her.

  “You don’t mean…”

  “Yes, Jared fucking called to tell me all about your little encounter with him. Just thinking about you being anywhere near him turns my blood to fucking ice, but to know that he’s now targeting Nic is putting me in such a state of pure rage. You and Nic are my two weaknesses. I’d give my life for either of you and he fucking knows it. Now he knows where you are, where Nicole is, I’ve failed to keep you safe.” I sigh, feeling defeated.

  “Hey, it’s not your fault he’s a fucking asshole. I’d give my life for you and Nicole too. He won’t get her as long as I’m alive, I can promise you that. He’s been keeping tabs on me for twelve years, so he already knew I was here. I want this fucking nightmare over and done with. I don’t know how I’m going to do it but I will find a way to get rid of him, I’m done with his fucking bullshit.”

  “He asked another club to keep tabs and scare you as part of their tests for an alliance.” I sigh, feeling defeated.

  “Are they still doing it? Did they end up making an alliance with the Kings?”

  “No, they watched you at first, but quickly stopped because it wasn’t worth it. Well, he actually wanted to scare you back to town so he could take you again.”

  “Figured. Whatever is going to happen, we’ll face it, hopefully together. I don’t want him to be the ruler of my life anymore. If I let him, I’m as good as dead.”

  “He better not come after you or Nic.”

  “You know he will.”

  “I know, that’s what’s scaring me. I don’t want you to go through this again and I can’t stomach the thought of Nicole going through it. She’s strong, but I don’t think she could handle that.”

  “I think you’re wrong. She’s a strong young woman. Sure, she was scared with Jared’s threats, but I know if anything happens, and I really hope nothing does, she won’t go down without a fight. I know you want to protect us both, but please stay safe too in the process. I don’t want to lose you.”

  “I don’t want to lose you either, Viv.” I kiss her forehead and wrap my arms around her, cuddling her to my chest.

  “Who knew you could be so sweet and romantic?” She giggles and squeezes my waist.

  “I hate you.” I chuckle.

  “I hate you too.” She grins up at me. I brush my lips over hers and she deepens the kiss holding my face in her small hands. She nips my bottom lip. I lie down and pull her on top of me so she’s straddling me. I squeeze her hips as I open my mouth, letting her take the lead. Her soft velvety tongue slowly caresses mine, in a slow sensual dance, all the while she’s grinding her hips over my cock, driving me fucking insane.

  “You do know how to drive me fucking crazy Doll.” I moan as she squeezes my cock through my jeans.

  “I try.” She smirks at me shyly. She’s anything but shy in bed.

  “You’re doing a fucking good job, Viv.” I stroke her cheek with my fingertips as she crawls down my body undoes my belt and lowers the zipper of my jeans, taking out my already rock hard cock.

  She looks up and smirks at me before bringing her lips to my cock, sucking just the tip, gently scraping her teeth over the head. She’s going to make me explode in no time if she keeps this up.

  “Easy Doll. I don’t want to come within thirty seconds.” I chuckle.

  “What if I want to make you come that fast?” She raises her eyebrow, ready to accept the challenge.

  “Any other time yes, but tonight, I need that sweet pussy of yours wrapped around my cock,” I say bluntly.

  “As you wish.” She scoots away and takes off her shorts, not caring if she’s being sensual or sexy, which makes her
even more sexy.

  “You’re going to be the death of me.”

  “Death by orgasm? I think there’s no better way to go than that.” She shrugs and comes back to me on her hands and knees. Her long hair brushing against my cock, making it twitch.

  “I couldn’t agree more.” I bring her face to me, sealing our lips into a passionate kiss as she painfully, slowly sinks down onto my cock. She’s fucking tight. I let her take the lead. She takes her time to adjust to my size and slowly, starts to move.

  “You feel so fucking good, Gabe,” she says breathlessly.

  “So do you Viv.” I whisper against her lips, quickly getting rid of her night shirt. I caress her back until my hands rest on her hips and I help her ride me, while still giving her full control.

  After a few minutes of slow torture, she starts to pick up the pace, raising herself nearly all the way off of my cock before slamming back down. Her boobs bounce with her movement, right in my face. I see my chance and capture one in my mouth and suck her right nipple, eliciting a long moan from her. I gently bite while rolling her left one between my fingers, and look up at her. Her face is a sight to be seen; her eyes are closed and she has a look of pure ecstasy on her face as she throws her head back as she’s bringing herself closer to her release.

  I feel her thighs quivering by my sides, her movements and breathing are ragged. I flip her back onto the bed and take over, pounding into her. The sounds of our heavy breathing and flesh slapping becoming deafening the closer we get to our release.

  I’m not going to last much longer. I rub her clit in small circles, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. It only takes her a couple of seconds for us to fall over the edge as we both come hard. Her back arches off the bed as her head thrashes from side to side, tears slide down her cheeks while she screams my name. Fucking beautiful. Seeing her come undone brings on my own release and I come hard in her, feeling like this moment is more life changing than I could ever imagine.

  I don’t know if it’s because she instigated it, or my fear of feeling inside her, or seeing her tears as she comes, all I know, is that I never want to lose her. I need her in my life, and not just for the amazing sex.

  I fucking love Viv.

  I always have and always will.

  At this moment, nothing else matters, it’s just me and her, at least for a little while.

  I pull out of her and go to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I go back into the bedroom, she’s still lying in the same position on her back, arms and legs spread, a smile of pure happiness on her face as tears continue to slide down her cheeks. I smile watching her and clean her up gently. She’s sensitive as she twitches as I brush the warm cloth over her. I freeze as I realize that neither of us thought of using a condom. I look at her with what I’m sure is an expression of confusion, happiness and fear.

  “What’s wrong?” She looks up at me. “Are you on the pill?” She shakes her head looking at me confused. “We didn’t use a condom.” I throw the cloth in the laundry bin and join her in bed, bringing her limp body to mine, wrapping the sheets around us.

  “I’m clean.” she says in a soft voice.

  “So am I.”

  “What’s the problem then?” She looks confused.

  “I’m not ready to be a father Viv, especially not with the fucking shit storm that’s going to happen soon!”

  “Don’t fucking get pissed at me for that. We’ll deal with it. Don’t fucking kill my buzz. I’ve never felt this happy. So, shut up and enjoy it while we can because I’m guessing we won’t have moments like this for a while.” She groans and burrows into my side as I chuckle.

  “You really are something, Viv.”

  “Don’t you ever forget it, Lyle.” She looks up glaring at me, she points two fingers at her eyes and then to me in an ‘I see you’ motion before face planting my chest.

  “Never.” I kiss her head and within minutes, she’s sound asleep.

  I take a moment to reflect on the day, I can’t believe all the shit that happened, from taking a huge chunk of the Kings, the fucking encounter with Jared, our fight and then to us fucking like it was our last time.

  I think back to the call with Jared. I still can’t believe he had the fucking balls to call me.

  I’m on my way to my bike when my phone rings. I don’t check the caller ID. I never do but this time I wish I had. I thought it might have been Viv missing me and wanting to talk. When I hear who is on the line, my blood turns to ice and my heart starts to crack.

  “Gabe. It’s been a long time, my man. How’s the scar?” A dark chuckle follows.

  “Jared.” I growl.

  “Awww, you remember me. How touching.”

  “What do you fucking want?”

  “Now, now, is that any way to talk to an old friend?”

  “We’ve never been friends, you’ve made sure to make my life a living fucking hell. Get to the point. What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?”

  “Oh, you know, Viv, Nicole and that cop’s wife on their knees fighting to suck my cock. The usual.” He chuckles.

  “Don’t you fucking dare touch a hair on their heads or I swear to everything that’s fucking evil that I’ll fucking end you with my bare hands.”

  “Well someone needs anger management classes. See, I saw your little woman today, oh and your sister. Fuck me Gabe, she’s a fucking stunner.”

  “Don’t you talk about my sister.” I yell into the phone.

  “See, that’s not fair. You want all the beautiful women to yourself and you never share. First Viv, then Annie, sweet Annie, and then Nicole. I mean, I had a good look at her today, and of course over the years. Funny how paying someone from her dorm got me access to her room. I could have taken her away anytime I wanted and you never would have known, even with one of your men perched outside her dorm 24/7. You always have to check the inside for enemies, you should have known better with all the shit that went down at the Hangman’s HQ.”

  “Listen to me you motherfucking piece of shit, you so much as come in contact with any of them ever again, I’ll find you and fucking torture you for days on end. You’ll be begging me to kill you, to end your suffering, but that’ll only make me go slower and take my time.”

  “I fear for Viv’s wellbeing. She can’t be with a man like you, it’s not going to be enough for her. I’ll have to make sure she gets the man she deserves. Her and your sister, oh, and I can’t forget about that cop’s wife. She’s got a banging body. Give my best to Viv and I hope I can see her again soon. Maybe we’ll open up a bar together. That’d be fucking sweet.” He chuckles darkly.

  “You’re never going to see her again. If I hear you’ve been anywhere near her, you’re fucking dead and no one will ever find you again.” I snarl.

  “You’re sweet. See, I know you’ve allied yourselves with the Bastards and the Angels. It’s a smart move, I applaud you for that, but what you don’t get is that I’ll always have the upper hand. Your three clubs combined will never bring the Kings down.”

  “That’s what you think, just wait, you’ll see your entire world crumble down very soon.”

  “Oh no Gabe, just you wait, we’ll see which one of us is still standing in the end. Goodbye, Gabe, good to talk to you again.”

  I’m still fucking trying to process all of this. I need to make sure we take them down before they are able to hurt our women. I’m glad we have Sanders with us, he’s proven himself to be a force to be reckoned with. If only we could send them away secretly but somehow I don’t see any of the girls going for that, the guys would be all for it but the girls would definitely fight to stay.

  “I wish you knew how much I fucking love you, Viv,” I whisper.

  I hope things will go well and I don’t lose anyone else I love.

  CHAPTER 17

  Viv

  I wake up feeling way too warm and feel something heavy pressing me into the bed. I groan feeling like I’m suffocating. I try to roll over but I can’t, Gabe is way too hea
vy. After a couple of tries, I manage to roll us over, but it doesn’t help as he has his arms wrapped around my waist holding me captive. Normally I would relish in this but right now I really, really have to pee. I try prying his arms open without waking him up, which is proving more difficult than I first thought, but I manage eventually. I run to the bathroom and take care of business, smiling to myself as I remember how our very early morning went.

  I don’t know what was said on the call between him and that sick fuck but it couldn’t have been good. I just hope things will be done once and for all very soon. We don’t need that kind of added stress. I just want us to be happy and live a normal life, well a life outside of his club life. You can take the man out of the club life, but you can’t take the club life out of the man. Not that I would ever ask him to leave it, but knowing the Kings would be out of the picture would make it easier for me when he goes on runs and life would be easier in general.

  I finish my business, wash my hands and join him back in bed. He looks so peaceful. It’s good to see that he’s not having nightmares anymore. It eases my mind a little, I hate knowing that he’s suffering, even when asleep. I hope we can both let go of the past and open up to each other.

  I’m not sure if I heard him last night or if I was dreaming, but I thought I heard him tell me that he loved me. I hope it wasn’t a dream, that would fucking blow.

  I wanna tell him how I feel about him but I’m scared. Not because he might not feel the same, but that he won’t want me for whatever crazy excuse he could come up with this time. It’s getting harder to keep it to myself, even though it’s just been a couple of days. When you’re around Gabe, things are so much more intense. He makes you feel harder and deeper than you could ever imagine. He brings out the best and the worst in a person, he thrives on that. I don’t know how he does it. He has that something that makes you feel like you need to open up to him, which is bizarre. Combine all of that with nearly thirteen years of repressed feelings for him and then you have me, a mushy mess deeply in love with this caveman who doesn’t know he stole my heart.