Legion of Guardians: (Book 1-5)

by Xyla Turner

  “Yes, daddy.” Then she brought my head down and said, “My panties are so wet, right now.”

  Fuck.

  “Let’s go.” I nabbed her hand and pulled her along. “Brothers, thank you all. We are outta here.”

  “Bye y’all.” She waved at the ladies. “Going to try that new move.”

  They all started screaming and banging on the counter. We raced home but Dessy couldn’t wait. She was sucking me off in the truck and massaging my balls. I slapped her ass a few times but all she did was moan and deep throat me. At least twice, my eyes closed.

  We barely made it in the house when she dropped to her knees and pulled my pants down so she could finish. Quickly, I pulled her back up and growled, “I want to finish in your tight cunt tonight.”

  My woman backed up, while undressing and walked upstairs to lay on the bed with her legs open and ready for me.

  “You’ve been naughty.” I toed out of my pants, boots and boxers.

  “I should be punished.” She slipped her hand down between her legs. “Hard.”

  God, she was every fucking thing to me.

  “How wet are you?” I stood at the end of the bed.

  Instead of answering, she dipped her two fingers inside her small canal and pulled out the shiny tips.

  “Dripping,” Dessy said as she put the two digits in her mouth.

  Holy fuck.

  I tagged her ankle and pulled her towards me, so I could enter what was mine. She was willing and waiting, so I didn’t delay and pushed inside her tight little cunt. Those lips always swallowed me up and with each thrust, her little moans and grunts spurred me on.

  “How naughty have you been?” I asked before I slapped her nipple. “Why should daddy punish you?”

  I slapped the other one as she let out a long moan. Then my fingers met her clit, where I roughly rubbed it, causing her to close her legs.

  “No, no.” I warned. “Keep ‘em open for daddy. Going to rub that little nub of yours until you’re coming around my hard cock.”

  She obeyed like a good girl and I kept rubbing her clit. When she looked ready to pass out, I said, “Cum, baby.”

  Her body jerked three hard times as the walls around my dick tightened. That spurred me on and I came almost instantly.

  “We’ll get to the ice-cream and whips tomorrow.” I pulled out of her so I could clean us both up.

  We lay in each other’s arms, riding on the post orgasmic cloud when suddenly, Dessy said, “My mom says she wants to try again with you. She said that she sees that you love me, that you’d protect me, no matter the cost and that’s the most important thing.”

  My fingers squeezed her hip, then I let out a relieving sigh and said, “Of course. I’m learning that old dogs can learn new tricks. Shit, I’m one of them.”

  Dessy laughed and said, “Will you learn how to wear briefs? I bought you like a dozen pair.”

  “It’s not the outside package that matters, it’s what’s in those boxers,” I countered.

  “Bear, briefs are more modern.”

  “What’s wrong with boxers?” I asked for the millionth time.

  “They make you look older,” she said for the millionth time.

  “Dessy, I am older.”

  She exhaled loudly.

  “Fine Bear,” she said. “I’ll just keep my blowjobs to my damn self. A man in briefs, just does it for me. Makes me wanna drop to my knees on the ready and put...”

  “Say no more. Briefs it is,” I cut her off.

  She erupted in laughter and said, “Bear, you can be a cuddly bear sometimes and not a grizzly. Either way, you’re my bear.”

  I laughed internally as my mind went back to her telling a guy at the bar that I was hers. The damn woman claimed me as soon as she saw me, I was just too slow to catch on that I’d been caught. That was the shit Bronx and Razor was trying to tell me.

  Around three in the morning, I heard bike motors. Loud ones, getting closer to the house. Slowly getting up, so Dessy would remain sleep, I grabbed my hunting knife, my gun and made my way downstairs. From what I could see, they were Guardians, which made me more nervous.

  Stepping outside, I moved off the lawn and yelled, “What the fuck?”

  Razor walked up towards me and said, “Someone was spotted near your house. Dessy has a tale, so we’ve been monitoring all the women.”

  “This about that shit with the eyes?” I asked.

  “Yeah, that too but it’s much deeper than that. There are now two clubs and they have been watching us. While you were away, the Viper tried to burn down Peppers, so we burned down their club house and now they’re coming for us. We got to put an end to it. Once and for all.”

  Razor never talked like that but his circumstances had changed and so had all of ours. Looking around the group of brothers, I knew it was time because all of us had shit to lose. Living free included our wives, wives to be, our children and future children. Shay was pregnant, Lori was probably next to get knocked up, Kylie just had a baby, my girl was pregnant and every last one of us men would kill another man who even thought about separating us from that happiness.

  “I’m in, what do we need to do?” I asked.

  “Brother, all we have to do is get there,” Razor informed me. “Apollo is running point on the operation and he’ll get you caught up. Swag and his crew are already on site. The tail stays here on Dessy and we go end this shit now.”

  All I could think about was protecting her but I had to tell her where I was going. I couldn’t leave her like that.

  “Give me five minutes.” I responded, turned and went upstairs.

  There would be no waking Dessy, so I wrote her a note.

  Des,

  I didn’t want to wake you but I have some club business. Don’t worry, I’ll be back. I promise. We got a lot of shit to plan and since you need to drag me around to go baby shopping, I know you’ll kill me if I’m not back.

  Love you, girl. With all my heart.

  Your Bear

  We rode out to the deserted location near the warehouse they called a club, meeting up with Swag and twenty of his guys. With twenty of the Manor Chapter; we were packed and loaded with all sorts of armor and ready for whatever.

  Apollo showed us on the blueprint where we needed to be, which teams we were on, and gave us our orders. Before we left, he said, “We do this for them.”

  All of us nodded our heads because the them Apollo referred to was different for all of us but there would always be a them. Living free would come at a cost and I didn’t know how much of it would cost, until we heard an alarm go off as we scrambled to our locations. We must have been spotted but it was too late now.

  Half of us were inside already, grabbing men and their naked women off the couches, kicking in doors with guns drawn, pulling their whole squad out in the open.

  When we thought we had all of them, we surrounded them as sixteen men were lined up with various amounts of clothing on, including birthday suits.

  “Who’s your leader?” Razor asked, with his .38 in his hand along with the nine in the waist band of his jeans.

  “You already know.” A surly man with a big gut stepped forward. “You’ve been watching us like we’ve been watching you.”

  Razor nodded and said, “Then you know, you fucked up.”

  The man was too dumb to know when to shut the fuck up because he started walking toward Razor and pointed, “We fucked up! You fucked up. Killed my brother and continued to live your lives and enjoy your freedoms. No fucking more.”

  Our president, lifted his gun, pointed toward the ground and shot the thirty-eight; missing on purpose. The hot-head looked down and stupidly said, “You want to shut me up, you going to have to use it.”

  God dammit.

  He started walking and just as calmly as he raised the gun to shoot the ground, he shot the man in the thigh, sending him crumbling to the ground and howling like a wounded dog.

  This got his men a little rowdy, a
nd as I picked a random nut, I aimed my gun at his head, while Apollo subdued another asshole to the ground, his gun at his head. Then Bronx put his weapon to the temple of another guy who tried to run up on Razor.

  The shit was going down.

  Razor looked down at the sniveling man and said, “I didn’t aim at your limp dick but you’re testing my patience.”

  The president got on one knee and said, “You running shit around here, so I’m going to talk to you like the bastard president you are. Your man Haz tried to kill my brothers, tried to kill my brother’s wife. We’ve been trying to lay low but if I have to put a bullet in your head tonight to end this...look at me.” Razor told the man who was holding his leg as if it were about to fall off. “I need you to see and hear me. I will put your ass down right now. I will do it. A few years ago, I didn’t have much to lose but now you’re fucking with a group of men that will kill for what’s theirs. We protect it with our lives. This is your last and final warning. There will be no more burning down shit with no one in it. Do you understand? You don’t live by a code but we do. Something happens to any one of us, they, and I mean Guardians International, will come for your asses and everything you love. Don’t let that protect and serve motto of ours fool you because what that translates to is by any means necessary.”

  Razor tapped his gun on the ground next to the man’s thigh and whispered, “That’s not a threat. I will kill you.”

  Fuck.

  I’d known Razor for almost fifteen years and he could be intense but I’d never seen the president like that.

  Ever.

  We all backed out of the compound, reconvened at the Norristown headquarters where we continued to plan.

  “Some people need to be put down,” Razor broke the silence after we looked over the blueprint of their newest compound.

  “Agreed,” Apollo chimed in.

  “We just need a fucking plan,” Bronx added. “We got shit to lose now, so let’s stay ahead of this shit and plan it right.”

  Swag nodded his head, then he added, “Brothers, I think we might have this shit taken care of us already. They’re targeting the women, our businesses and shit. We need to rely on the forces of our network, including the police, judges, lawyers and of course, what’s in our back pocket. The original Vipers.”

  “Fuck,” I nodded. “They’re a bunch of rogues who are simply angry. Angry men do stupid shit, meaning they have records, PO’s and should be drug tested and all that good shit.”

  All the men’s heads started nodding.

  “I’m with you Swag.” I looked to Razor. “I’ll do whatever and you know it but let’s go this route first. If we divide them, we can conquer them. If we can’t, then we eliminate them.”

  Razor locked eyes with me and nodded his head.

  “You get everything on them Bear and I’m talking about even the fucking citations and warnings. We use the power of our network. Good thinking Swag. I’m out for blood but this is smarter. That fucker will still probably have to die but I’m alright with that.”

  “Agreed,” Apollo said it again. “He’s like that fucker Haz. Just don’t know when to let shit go. I’ll watch that one, though.”

  “No, Apollo,” Swag interjected. “You’re a soldier but now you’re a married soldier. I’ll keep my eyes on that one. He’s closer and I know his family. A bunch of degenerates. You handle your shit. I’ll get him.”

  Apollo nodded and we all set to reconvene in a couple of days.

  It was around seven o’clock when I arrived back home to find Dessy in the closet.

  “What are you doing?” I asked her.

  She jumped up and screamed, “Fuck, Bear. You scared the shit out of me.”

  In her hands was the taser and gun I’d purchased for her.

  “Why do you have those?” I asked.

  “Because something is going on and I want to be prepared.” She looked down at the gun in her hand. “I’ve got something to live for now.”

  Dessy touched her protruding stomach.

  I stepped closer to her, taking the gun and taser from her hands before I put them back in their storage unit.

  “Now, I’ve got something to live for,” I repeated her words as my hand rubbed the back of her face. “If you think I’d let anyone hurt you or my child, you’re crazy. I’d die for you. For both of you. Please believe that.”

  “I know, Bear.” She hugged me.

  “Wherever you go, I’m behind you, Dessy. To protect you and ward off any harm. Don’t forget that dream. Whichever path you take, I’ve got your back.”

  I felt the wet tears sliding down her face as the dream started to make complete sense.

  “You crossed over into my world, over the threshold to meet me because I’ve been waiting for you. So, you need to know that no one, and I mean not one soul, will take that away.”

  “I know Bear.” Dessy squeezed me tight. “I know.”

  13 - Dream

  DESSY

  There was fog everywhere outside but the Guardians were in full effect as the shin dig of the year was going down inside the club house. The party had just started and everyone that I’d come to love was there dancing, drinking and being merry. There was a man with a shaggy beard and a big gut, he was walking along the outskirts of the crowd. He looked completely out of place with a dirty cut on that read Vipers II. Then I saw the same guy on the left, and then on my right. There were at least fifteen carbon copies of the same guy and all of a sudden, he filled the place. When one of them drew a gun, they all did. A gun was aimed at everyone by the same carbon copy of the one guy. I tried to scream but no words would come out of my mouth. Nobody heard me. Nobody even saw them. Even Bear was smiling at me but the man had a gun to his temple. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t warn them. We were all about to die.

  “Bear,” I tried to scream and point but he just held out his hand the way he does when he wants me to trust him.

  BOOM.

  The gun went off and I jumped up.

  “Dessy,” I heard Bear’s voice above me. “What’s wrong?”

  Shit.

  I’d drifted off to sleep on the couch while Bear was watching an action movie. The boom was a barn being blown up on the television screen with splintered pieces flying everywhere. My breath hitched which put Bear on red alert.

  “Dessy,” he said sternly. “You had a dream. What happened?”

  He flicked off the television.

  “Who are Vipers two?” I asked.

  His eyes bulged, then he reached for the phone and hit a button.

  “Razor, you might want to hear this.”

  The end.

  You’ve just finished Just Dream, the fourth book in the Legion of Guardians Motorcycle Club series. I know, I know. What is going to happen with these Vipers. Don’t worry, more will be revealed throughout the series. Shiz is next up and this one is going to be hot, let me just tell you now.

  DREAM RIDE

  Legion of Guardians MC Series

  By Xyla Turner

  Dream Ride

  Shiz & Avery met due to a case of mistaken identity. She ran over Shiz's beloved bike with her 4x4 truck in retribution for a club terrorizing her brother. Shiz did not take that too well, and after their initial confrontation, he realized there was more to her story.

  The Guardians needed to step in and Shiz did what the great men before him had done. Fell for her.

  Hard.

  However, their worlds were so different neither of them was sure if the other would fit.

  Find out.

  1 Prologue

  “HOLY FUCK,” SHIZ GASPED.

  “What?” Apollo turned around to see Shiz staring at the woman who’d just vacated the car. “You know her?”

  At first, Shiz didn’t respond then he answered, “Know her? Yeah, I know her. She fucked up my bike yesterday. Just a case of mistaken identity, she says. What the fuck is she here for?”

  Apollo jerked his head to look at Shiz before he laug
hed, “Wait. That was your bike looking like somebody chewed it up for lunch?”

  “Yup.” Shiz was shaking his head as the woman turned towards them and pointed at him.

  “You!” she yelled.

  “Oh, fuck,” Apollo murmured.

  “Why’d you call the insurance company?” the woman was screaming across the dirt covered road that separated the shop from the rooms of the compound.

  “Excuse me?” Shiz asked in confusion.

  “You heard me,” she replied.

  The woman was a short thing with meat on her bones and in all the right places.

  “Lady, the fuck are you doing here?” Shiz snapped back at her.

  “Why did you call the insurance company?” she asked again with her spiky black hair gelled up, a short jacket on and fitted jeans with a pair of designer boots.

  “Because they needed to pay, so my shit could get fixed,” Shiz replied.

  “I told you, I would cover it,” she snapped. “We agreed.”

  “No, darling. I agreed to no such thing. You said you would cover it, and I called my insurance company. I don’t fucking know you, and you crushed my bike like a goddamn roach because you were having a temper tantrum over some guy that loved and left you?” Shiz shook his head as he folded his arms over his broad chest. “No fucking way was I going to let you cover it. I’d rather insurance deal with it and deal with you.”

  Her big eyes grew wide, then they slowly narrowed on Shiz.

  “I had it and now thanks to you, they’ve taken my license away. You idiot!” She was screaming.

  “Lady, don’t bring your ass on Guardian turf with your drama. Take that shit back with you back to crazy town.” Shiz pointed to her car.

  Apollo was about to take off when he heard sobbing. Looking back at the two, she was crying loudly and had turned to move towards her car.

  “Fuck,” Shiz sighed. “Listen, my fault.”

  He walked after her and touched her shoulder.

  “Look, I’m sorry.” Shiz tried to console her.