Legion of Guardians: (Book 1-5)

by Xyla Turner

  It was Friday night and I hadn’t had sex in three days. The Guardians had a party that I desperately wanted to attend because they said that Vida would be there and Swag, the President from the Norristown chapter had a thing for her. They thought their story would be next and I just wanted to catch a glimpse of the spiraling romance.

  “Avery,” Shiz was calling me from downstairs, while I was getting dressed.

  “Coming,” I yelled back through the house.

  Once I emerged into the kitchen where he was cooking dinner, I frowned at him and he returned the expression.

  “Why are you cooking dinner?” I looked at the boiled spaghetti in the drainer with the meat sauce simmering on the stove.

  “Why are you dressed like that?” Shiz’s eyes were looking me up and down.

  “Going to the Guardians party. I told you about this.” I waved my hand at him.

  “I didn’t say I was going,” he replied.

  “Well, I am,” I challenged him. “You taking me or not?”

  Shiz chose that moment to put his hands over his chest and I mimicked him. Then he raised an eyebrow and I did the same.

  “Shit always happens there,” he shared. “Every fucking time and I swear to God, Avery. Somebody touch you, I’m going to fucking jail. I don’t want to go to jail, okay. I just want to be here with you.”

  That was oh so sweet, but no.

  “Shiz, grow a pair,” I snapped at him. “It’s a biker club, and alcohol is involved. It’ll be fun, plus Kylie is singing. I’ve never heard her and nobody will touch me.”

  He shook his head like I did not understand properly.

  “I’m telling you baby, it always happens. Every fucking time.” He seemed to be pleading but I was laughing.

  “I’ll be with the girls, so come on.” I waved him on as I left the kitchen.

  “Find the rest of that top and you got a deal,” he called behind me.

  I ignored him, grabbed my leather jacket and stood near the door. When he finally emerged, he shook his head, cornered me near the wall and kissed me hard. I almost said forget going to the party until he pulled away.

  “Love that mouth,” he whispered, then licked his lips. “Let’s go.”

  When we arrived, everything was in full swing, Kylie was up singing, and the girls were dancing in their groups. There were two additional women with Dessy, Lori and Shay. All three of them yelled when I joined them and introduced me as Shiz’s woman.

  That felt really good.

  It felt better when the tell pretty one said, “Shiz is hot mami. Good catch. I’m Vida.”

  “Nice to meet you Vida. I’ve heard you and Swag have a pending story.”

  She rolled her eyes at Lori and said, “No, that chapter is closed. He’s hot and all but I can’t do the smooth talking papi’s like him. Been down that road before.”

  My head nodded because I could relate. Hell, most women could.

  I’m Phoebe and Goliath, over there, is my husband.” She pointed out a big mammoth of a man.

  He wasn’t as big as Bear, but he wasn’t small either.

  “Nice to meet you as well,” I replied.

  We did some small chat until a Rihanna song came on and I swear all the women stopped and looked at Vida.

  “What, no dancing this time?” Lori asked.

  Her eyes were big, like she was conflicted, then she made a resolute head shake, stating her answer,

  “No.”

  It was only then that a gorgeous black man with a goatee walked up to us and said, “Ladies!”

  Then his eyes land on Vida and he holds out his hand and says, “I only want those hips moving around in my hands to this song. This is me being proactive.”

  Damn, that was hot.

  To my surprise and everybody’s for that matter, Vida took his hand, like they were on Dancing with the Stars and began to dance their way to the middle. Everybody and I mean, everybody had all eyes on them. That woman moved those hips like a weapon of mass destruction. Hell, I wanted to learn how to do that and Swag was no slouch himself. They looked amazing together. Like they belonged. Like they had a story or would have one. The way he moved and commanded her body, was like that of a man who knew what to do with it too.

  It was seriously foreplay and I was overheating.

  My eyes tore from the couple on the floor as Vida dipped down to touch her toes and rose, ass first jiggling it around his crotch until he had her by the neck with his mouth to her ear. His other hand was on her exposed flat stomach and those fingertips were pressing in and any and everyone knew the man’s dick was hard. Hell, my panties were wet watching them.

  I told the ladies I’d be back, and I went looking for Shiz.

  He was sitting at the table with Razor and when he saw me coming, he was on his feet. I waved to the guys quickly and stood on my toes and whispered in his ear, “I got an itch.”

  His head jerked back with wide eyes and he mouthed, “What?”

  “I need you,” I was about to whine.

  It must have dawned on him because he grabbed my hand and we were out the doors of the crowded bar before I could bat an eye. He opened the door to the truck and helped me in, then he rounded the vehicles until he was on the driver’s side and he was about to put the key in the ignition.

  I yelled, “No, I don’t want to go home.”

  “What?” he hissed.

  “Just want you now, but I don’t want to go home,” I shared with him.

  Shiz looked around, then moved to the center bench and said, “Come here.”

  I leaned over and he took my lips in a deep and hard kiss. I didn’t even realize he was tugging my skirt up, while also pulling out his cock. My leg finagled its way over him, so that I could straddle his legs. I felt his hard cock rubbing against my wet folds and then they parted. My breath hitched and Shiz stopped.

  Oh hell no.

  “Shiz, come on. I need you, please.” I was begging, and I didn’t care. “You’ve denied me for the past few days. I want to be with you like this. I’m a big girl, literally. I can handle it, plus...”

  He cut me off by kissing me and pulling me down on top of him, all at one time. My scream was muffled, my bite to his tongue caused blood that I tasted and he kept on kissing me, pain and all. Once I caught on to the rhythm he set, I began to move around and experiment more. His mouth was still on me as he let me take the reins with one hand on my ass guiding it.

  Excitement coursed through me and I began to move my hips in every which way to the point where Shiz smacked my ass. This urged me on and between our pants for breath, the wet suction of our blended bodies or my butt slapping his thighs when I landed, it was a hot inferno in that truck.

  “Fuck, Avery,” he hissed before smacking my ass again.

  I twirled my hips around three times real fast without coming all the way down and Shiz started losing it. Once I disconnect my lips from him, he placed both of his hands on my hips and started to fuck me like a madman. Spreading my ass, so he was pushing deep inside, and causing me to fall apart.

  “Shiz, I’m coming,” I cried. “Shizzzz.”

  “Me too baby.” He kept ramming up into me like a crazed man.

  The car was bouncing, windows were fogged, and the moans and slaps filled the small space.

  “Yes, Shiz,” I moaned and that was when his nails broke the skin on my hips and ass causing me to yell out.

  He bit down on my shoulder as he released his seed inside of me again.

  We stayed that way for about ten minutes with his head buried in my neck and mine in his. Shiz’s hand began to move up and down my back, then he whispered, “How bad did I hurt you?”

  Pulling back so he could see my face, I smiled and asked, “Hurt? I feel like I’m in heaven.”

  “But...,” he started.

  I nipped his bottom lip with my teeth.

  “No buts, I feel great.” I kissed him this time. “I’m a big girl. No need to be delicate with me. Hell, I might
hurt you.”

  He scoffed, then said, “I can handle anything you got, sweetheart.”

  “Here,” he reached for the glove compartment, “Clean up and pull...”

  He froze with his eyes peering on both sides of the window where the fog hadn’t blinded us.

  “Fuck,” he hissed, then commanded with a whisper. “Slide down to the floor and stay there. Do not get up, unless I say so. You hear me.”

  My body grew tight with the command and utter urgency of his voice. Quickly nodding and moving to obey him, as he went in the glove compartment, grabbed a gun that gleamed with the limited moonlight and panic officially set in.

  “Stay down and lock the doors,” he whispered in harsh tones after putting the gun in the back of his pants then his fingers swiped over the phone.

  Shiz slid out the truck, pulled out his gun and I couldn’t see anything after he quietly shut the door.

  The next voice I hear is Shiz’s speaking low somewhere close, “Move and you’re dead.”

  My heart started pounding as my ears strained to hear and take in everything. There was some shuffling of feet but outside of this, I heard nothing. A door burst open and then I heard several familiar male voices yelling. I rose my head up just a bit to see the back of two peoples head. One was Shiz and the other was someone else but Shiz had his gun pointed at the man’s head.

  My stomach sank as I took in the scene. I could recognize Razor, Bronx, and Bear standing near one entrance and Apollo was nowhere to be seen. There were two guys in front of them and they had guns drawn but so did the Guardians. There was a movement to my right and at first, I thought it was Apollo moving in but the guy had a bat and he was about to come up behind Shiz. The problem was Razor and the rest were near Pepper’s back exit and Shiz was closer to the parking lot.

  There was no way to warn him so in my acting before I think sort of way, I unlocked and slid the door, so it was ajar and when he got close enough I turned and kicked it open, yelling, “Shiz, behind you.”

  I heard the thump when whatever he was holding, hit the ground, but he didn’t go down. So, I hopped out of the car and jumped on his back. My fingers reaching for his eyes, so I could claw at him, which made him scream out. Before I could do anything else, he flipped me over on my back then held me up by my hair.

  “Stupid bitch,” he sneered.

  Only then was I able to take in the scene. Razor, Bronx, and Bear now were close enough to us with three guys in front of them and on their knees, and Shiz had his gun drawn, but not on the third guy, the one that had me by my hair.

  “Let them go or I will kill this bitch,” the man behind me sneered.

  “No,” that was Shiz who responded.

  “It’d be in your best interest to let her go before you die,” that was Razor, who nodded at Shiz standing there with a blank face and dead eyes.

  The man didn’t even look alive. I wanted to cry for him but I don’t know if he would even hear me with where he was at.

  “I said,” the guy who was pulling the follicles out of my hair, “to let ...”

  Boom.

  It was one shot that was too close that I swore I was hit. My body dropped and so did the man next to me. His screams were of agony and mine were of shock.

  Twice in a few weeks span, someone that was literally right next to me got shot. This guy wasn’t dead though and that was a plus. His screams, though, as he held on to the arm that was previously holding me, sounded as if he were going into the afterlife.

  Apollo came from the east side, helped me up and said, “Let’s get you outta here.”

  I stood up but my eyes were still on Shiz who still had that blank look on his face. His gun was down and that’s when I realized, he was the one to shoot.

  “Shiz,” I called but he simply blinked and tucked his gun back into the back of his pants.

  Apollo kept us moving as my eyes remained on the man who saved my life. We ended at the front entrance of Peppers with the ladies who were right under the fabric awning.

  “Uno’s taking y’all home. He’s coming with the van now. Y’all each have details so stay alert.

  We’ll be home soon.” He nodded at the recruit that was with us and then returned to his brothers.

  Within minutes, Uno was pulling up in a 15-passenger van that had the Guardians logo on the side and we were all ushered inside. I had never seen this before, but it was handy for trips like this. Each of us was dropped off and Uno waited until we closed the door before pulling off. There wasn’t much said in the car because all of us, felt a piece of their heart tear away in present danger.

  I stayed up most of the night until I heard the door open. Jumping from my bed, I ran down the stairs and towards the door.

  “Shiz?” I called as I continued to move down the foyer and saw a silhouette of his frame.

  He didn’t answer me but was looking my way.

  “You alright?” I called as I put one foot in front of the other.

  There was a grunt and when I was in proximity to him, his hand reached out, grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall.

  No words were spoken but I could tell he needed something. Therefore, I let him take what he needed.

  Making quick work of his belt and jeans, his pants dropped. Shiz lifted me so my back was against the wall and he was pressing into me with his seeking cock looking to enter. Once it found its intended location, I slid down with Shiz’s gaze on my neck. He completely filled me up and my mouth was open, yet no words escaped.

  My talkative lover said nothing just slid me up and down on his hard cock. Our moans and his base need to release sent him on a steady course that fortunately directly rubbed my clit.

  “Shiz!” I moaned. “You feel so good.”

  This caused him to bite down on not just on my shoulder but everywhere. The man was marking me, and I didn’t mean one bite. He was angry and hurt but he needed to let go.

  “Yes, Shiz,” I encouraged. “That’s it, honey. Right there.”

  He started moving faster and I made my own little love mark on his neck.

  “Yeess,” I finally said. “Yours.”

  That was it.

  He came and gripped my body to the point of sweet bruising that I did not mind one bit.

  “Fuck,” he murmured as my legs started to come down to the ground.

  We stood there for a while before he said, “Let’s go to bed.”

  I nodded my head and followed him to the bed. His cum was trickling down my thigh, reminding me about the birth control question but that night didn’t seem like the best time to inquire.

  The next morning, Shiz was still in bed. Therefore it was my turn to cook breakfast. Shiz got up a couple hours after me and once we were done eating, Shiz said he wanted to talk. The way he said this did not mean good things but I nodded and made my way to the living room.

  We were sitting on the couch facing each other but the look on his face was solemn. It wasn’t quite dead like last night but it was serious.

  “You’re scaring me.” I said. “What’s up?”

  “When I tell you to do something, I need you to do it. Yesterday, I told you to stay down and you didn’t. Almost got yourself killed. We had it under control. Then you wound up in a mad man’s hands and I swear to fucking Christ I should have killed him. The only reason I didn’t, was because I knew it’d come back to bite me by affecting you. I know you’re used to doing shit on your own but you got a man now. I handle shit like that, so you never have to.”

  All I heard was macho, macho, macho man. The song was running through my head because he made no sense.

  “Shiz,” I said very politely. “You were about to get hurt. There was nothing else for me to do.”

  His eyes flared when he said, “There was something else to do. Like what I told you to do.”

  He seemed bent on this so I nodded. He was at a different place so I’d let him be there.

  “Do you understand?” he asked.

 
“Yup.” I nodded.

  He was quiet until we went to his shop. I chatted with Addy for a bit and I showed her my drawings. Well, she saw them in my bag, which was open and grabbed them. She gushed out loud at my various works and then called Shiz.

  “Boss, you see these?” Addy called but I was shaking my head.

  “It’s okay,” I tried to get my book back.

  I felt like my drawings were a little too revealing and were not comfortable with Shiz seeing them, even though he’d seen some in the library. They were my black and white collection and did not include any of us or our time together. However, it was too late by the time he came over, Addy had pulled out various pieces and had them displayed on the counter.

  “Wow!” His foul mood seemed to disappear. “Babe, these are good.”

  “Thanks.” I nodded.

  Then he picked up the one that I drew this morning. It was a man and woman making love against the wall. His fingers were pressed into her ass, her hands gripping strands of his hair with her muscular calves wrapped around his waist. The look on her face was the dead giveaway. Not the hair or the size of the woman but the expression on her face. Her eyes were open wide, cheeks flushed with a reddish brush stroke, mouth in the shape of an O. The type of O that would satisfy the thirstiest of mouths, hungriest of souls and filler of entire beings. Her face said what I’d never said and now, both Addy and Shiz were looking at it because it was obvious.

  Her face said she was in love.

  “I’ll go and uh, clean some tools,” Addy broke the silence and basically made a break for the back exit.

  “You know what,” I said with a clap of my hands while gathering my work. “I’m just going to go to Peppers and help Dessy with the inventory.”

  “Avery.” Shiz called my name.

  “Yeah? I’ma go and I’ll see you later. Okay?” I didn’t let him talk. “Plus, it’s cool and all but we really can’t be around each other all the time. You know. You’ll get sick of me and vice versa. I should hang with the ladies and get the latest gossip, right. I have a tail. Promise not to get into any trouble.”

  I was nearly pleading with the man to just let what he saw go and drop it.

  “Avery,” he called again.

  “Please,” I begged. “I’ll see you at Peppers.”