by Jani Kay
A warm breath tickled my neck where I felt a delicate kiss. "I like you near," Fox whispered through the room. I smiled to myself and thanked, for once in my life, my bitch-cousin, because if it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be being spooned by a scary, sweet and beautiful biker man. With that smile upon my face, I fell back asleep.
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As I sat in my office at my café, I thought back to my morning. Fox woke me in the early hours, even before I was due to get up, by spreading my legs and saying, "I need inside you before I have to get to work. I wanna remember your pussy milking my cock all day." He then continued to fuck me, sweet and slow, and yes, my pussy did end up milking his orgasm out of him. He then kissed me gently but it soon turned rough before he got out of my bed naked. As I watched him walk to my bathroom, I felt like singing ‘Zip-a-de-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-day, what a wonderful feeling, what a wonderful day.’
After his shower, he came back to the bed, kissed me again and told me he’d see me later. With a smack on my butt, he walked out of the room, only to come back to inform me that he was going to feed Trixie and let her out the back.
If a man treated an animal right, you just knew he would treat you right.
Finding a man in life who made you feel different in so many nice ways was hard. What was harder was finding out that your heart already knew what it wanted even before your brain acknowledged it. Because it was right then that my brain caught up to my heart and it told me Fox Kilpatrick was the one for me.
I dozed for another hour before my alarm rang, which scared the crap out of me. Getting ready for work, I didn’t even try to ignore the new spring in my step after getting me more than a little something-something all weekend long.
Later at work, I brought up the dating site for the last time as I sat at my desk with a stupid grin on my face. As I was about to delete my account, I noticed I had a message. Opening it, my heart sank to my arse.
Ivy
I really thought you were different, but you aren’t. You’re just like the rest of them. I watched you fawn over that delinquent man like some slut and then you go on a date with him and then fuck him. You chose the wrong man, Ivy. You are going to regret it. I’ll make sure of it.
Jim
No. No. What was I supposed to do with a message like that? Jim had seen me with Fox? Here in my café. He had been watching us? He followed us. My stomach clenched at the thought of it. My heart was beating out of control. I pushed my chair back and bent over with my head between my legs, trying to steady my heart, breath and shaky body.
I gasped…he was the one! The one who sent me those notes.
This was serious. He was serious.
What was he going to do?
Was he out there watching me?
What did he mean by pay for it?
Oh, my God. What do I do?
My office door opened and I heard Justine ask, "Ivy, are you okay?"
All I could do was shake my head and continue shaking it because I wasn’t okay. There was no way I was okay…would I ever be again? Tears formed in my eyes and then spilled over. I was in no state of mind to stop them or my body from shaking with shock and fright.
"Ivy, what’s wrong?" She sounded frantic as she tried to pull me up, but I shook her off and closed my arms around my legs as tightly as I could. I then rested my head sideways on my knees. "Manny?" Justine yelled.
"What? What is it?" he asked as he ran into the room.
"I don’t know. Something is wrong with Ivy. She won’t talk to me."
I closed my eyes to try to stop the tears. My stomach tightened. I closed my mouth, my lips thinning, trying to get my breath under control so I didn’t lose the contents of my stomach all over the floor.
Shit, what does he mean I’m going to pay? Why me? Why this now? Fuck, he’d been to my house. He knew where I lived, where I worked.
"Miss M, what’s happening? Come on, Miss M," Manny pleaded. I shook my head, and with my eyes closed, I started humming. I hated hearing their concern. It worried me and I had enough to worry about. "Get me her mobile," Manny ordered. "I’m going out front. You stay with her." Over my humming, I heard shuffling and then I felt an arm come over my back. It was small in frame so I knew it was Justine’s.
"It’s going to be okay. Whatever it is, it’ll be fine," she assured me.
I was doubtful. No one had ever threatened me. I had no idea what to do.
Please, please…what do I do?
Sometime later, the door to my office banged open—Manny must have shut it. I jumped but I didn’t bother looking to see who it was.
"Ivy?" Fox’s voice broke through it all. I opened my eyes to watch him kneel beside me so he could meet my gaze from where my head still rested on my knees. He reached out a hand and gently pushed my hair away from my face. "Cupcake, what’s wrong?" His voice was gentle. I had never heard it that gentle. He was handling me with care. My scary biker man was beautiful.
"She’s been like this for a while. She won’t say anything. I don’t know what’s going on," Justine explained, her tone filled with concern.
"Ivy, please fuckin’ tell me what set this off?" Fox asked.
Still I watched him blinking. I wasn’t ready to talk. I wanted to. I wanted to tell Fox everything. But I didn’t. I couldn’t when my own mind couldn’t comprehend what was happening. I just wanted to fade…fade away so nothing could happen. Though, my heart knew it wanted to take Fox with it.
I fought with my body to keep from reaching out to Fox. I had to tell it and my heart that it wouldn’t be safe for him. I needed to protect him.
But I was weak. How could I fight this…man on my own?
Fox had said he wanted to protect me…
I didn’t know what to do. Everything was too hard.
Even my thoughts.
"Ivy, I need to know how to fix it, precious, please." He got nothing back from me. "Fuck," he hissed. "Fuck," he yelled.
"Brother," someone snapped, "let me try."
Fox moved out of the way and Stoke came to his knees in front of me. He smiled. "Woman, you need to come out of this. You need to tell us what the fuck happened, because if you don’t, my brother, your old man, will tear everything and everyone apart to find out what it is. He’ll go fuckin’ crazy doin’ it too. Don’t let that happen, Ivy. For him, get the fuck up and tell us what we need to know."
Oh, my God. He was right. I couldn’t do that to Fox. Not after I’d only found out his brothers just got him back. I was hurting him by trying to keep him out of this. I was hurting my man by what I was doing. I blinked long and hard and then stood on shaky legs.
"That’a girl," Stoke said.
"Fox," I uttered. He turned from holding onto the door frame to me. I was in his arms in the next second. He even shoved Stoke out of the way to get to me.
"Precious, Jesus, cupcake. What the hell?" He leaned back to look at me. I placed a hand on his cheek and said, "I’m sorry for worrying you. All of you," I added as I looked at Justine.
Stoke cleared his throat and told Justine, "Give me a minute, sweetheart."
"I ain’t your sweetheart," she glared, "but I’ll give you a minute. Someone has to keep an eye on Manny," she said and left the office, closing the door behind her.
"Ivy?" Fox said and my eyes went straight to him. "What happened? I left you all sweet this mornin’, but then I get a phone call from the dude out front sayin’ you’re in a damn state. I need to know why, cupcake?"
Licking my lips, I nodded. I looked into his hard, intense gaze. He was panicked and worried about me. He wanted to help and I knew then that I really needed it. Not only that, I needed him. I couldn’t let this step between Fox and me.
I raised my hand, and with one finger, I pointed to my computer. The screen had gone blank, in rest mode, but Stoke shook the mouse. He paused to read the message and whispered, "Fuuuck. Brother, you need to see this." Fox let go of me. I wrapped my arms around my waist trying to keep his heat on my body, but it fle
d.
"What the fuck?" Fox hissed. "What the fuck?" he yelled. "Shit," he said, shaking his head. He hit the deck with his fist before he turned back to me and I was pulled into his arms. "Whatever he means, it ain’t gonna happen. He won’t touch you. Fuck, he should never have threatened you." He looked over my shoulder to Stoke. "Make a meet with Talon. This guy is gonna go down. You get me, brother?"
"I get you. Fuck, do I get you."
"Make the call then," Fox growled. Stoke gave a stiff nod and disappeared out of the office. "No one will touch you. I will not lose you too, cupcake." His voice held a softer emotion and it had me thinking that his thoughts were lying in the past…only, I wish I knew how he lost his first girlfriend.
It also made me think that I needed to be stronger. Not only for my sanity but also for the man with his arms around me.
"Fox…" I started.
He took a deep breath and said, "I heard Stoke telling you I had a shit past. I did. Some of it was my own fault. I don’t give a shit about losing my parents. They’re dead and they’re better off dead. But I had a woman once. Yeah, we were young, but I knew I loved her. We’d surrounded ourselves with the wrong people and it caught up with us. Fuck…promise me you will not hate me for this?" He pulled me away from his chest to meet my stare. I nodded. I doubted anything could make me hate this man. "I need words, Ivy."
"Fox," I said softly, "I promise I won’t hate you."
He nodded and led me over to sit in my office chair again. Kneeling in front of me, he took my hands in his. He didn’t look at me. Instead, his eyes were on our hands.
"We’d partied hard, like most nights, but one night…I lost sight of her. In the end, she got raped and stabbed by two, what I fuckin’ thought at the time, friends." I gasped and gripped his hands tighter. "It was my fault. I trusted the people around us, but I should have known better. My last name is Kilpatrick, but I got my nickname Killer for how I dealt the payback. I hunted them and killed them both," he uttered.
If the tables were turned…if anything happened to Fox like that, I would have done the same. I would have found the people responsible and exacted justice. It may be crazy talk since I’d only known the man for a couple of days. Although, by the way he made my heart shimmer with love, I knew I would go beyond anything to help him. At least I wasn’t crazy enough to voice it. That could scare my man away. I wasn’t ready to risk that.
I pulled my hands from his and watched him nod his head. He thought I was rejecting him. That caused my body to react in sadness. My eyes filled with tears, my stomach tightened and a pain in my chest appeared.
I pushed my chair back and knelt in front of him. His head came up, his eyes wide. I took his face in my hands and smiled at him. "You’re a wonderful man, Fox Kilpatrick. Nothing you just told me could ever have me hating you, so get that thought out of your head. I’m scared, worried and…really, really scared. But I know, I know you will protect me with everything you have, from whatever this psycho will do, as long as you know I will do the same for you. I’ll do anything to keep you safe, Fox. We’ve only just started this. There is no way I am willing to lose this or you."
I took a deep breath. On a roll, I kept going, and felt Fox’s warm eyes sink into my soul, suffusing me in heat and warmth. "Be that, I’m not ready to move in with each other or anything. We’re still testing the waters. You never know, one day you could get sick of my jibber jabbering. Until then, we’ll take each day as it comes…that is, after we deal with this weirdo." I stood and started pacing. "Which I don’t get. Why take a fascination in me…and how dare he call me a slut. Slut, Fox. I’m no slut. You’re the first man I’ve slept with in…God, two years I think." Spinning toward him, I finally felt it. Anger. "This guy will ruin everything. Finally, freaking finally, I find a man, you, who will put up with me and my word spewing." I stomped my foot. "No. That guy, that loser, idiot, cocksucker will not, and I mean, will NOT ruin this. Right?" I asked with my hands on my hips, glaring down at Fox, who was smiling up at me with an amused expression.
Standing, he swooped me up into his arms and placed me on my desk. "Fuck me. How did I get so lucky? One second you’re breaking, the next you’re consoling me, and then you’re as angry as a crazy woman. Christ, you’re mental, cute and feisty."
I glared at him as he stepped closer between my legs. "You’re bloody lucky I like you, Fox…like a lot or you’d be kicked out for that mental comment. And yes, so I’m a little highly strung and my moods can change from one to another in seconds. Are you still willing to put up with that?"
"Hell yes." He grinned. Even though I saw a glimmer of worry within his eyes, he still made sure I’d see the warmer emotions he had for me, right before he kissed me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and kissed him back with just as much gusto.
A knock on the office door interrupted us.
"In," Fox barked.
The door opened and Stoke walked in with a smile upon his face. "Damn, I thought you’d have her naked by now," he complained and then chuckled when Fox picked up my stapler and threw it at him. He dodged, and with his hands in front of him, he added, "I come bearing news. Talon said no meeting required. You want protection from the brothers for your woman, it’s there. Anything you need will be there if you want it. Just call and organise it."
I witnessed Fox bow his head. It was clear the loyalty of his club really meant something to him. His brothers were willing to fight at his side for me…for his woman. It also meant something to me, which was why I shouted, "Free coffee and cupcakes all round."
Later that afternoon, I dragged Fox back into my office and told him about the notes I had received. I’d completely forgotten about them after the more recent, scarier events. I explained that I had thought it was my cousin playing pranks on me. I mentioned that we should call the police. He pulled me close and gripped me tightly. As he rested his forehead against mine, he whispered, "Do you trust me, Ivy?" I nodded. "No cops just yet. If something doesn’t happen soon, we’ll call them. Until then, let me and my brothers deal with it. Can you do that for me?"
Everything, but my heart, told me that this was wrong. That the police should have been called as soon as it happened. But, and that but had a huge capital b, my man, the man I wanted in my life for a very long time, he followed a path of what someone could call, different laws. The question was, now that I was with this man, was I prepared to live my life like his when it came to something like this?
Licking my dry lips, I answered, "Yes, but, Fox…if it doesn’t work out, if you and your brothers can’t find him, we will call the police, right?"
"Yeah, cupcake. Two weeks, that’s all I’m asking for."
I smiled. "I can do that."
FINDING OUT BY LILA ROSE
7
As the week passed, my mood and days were similar to a vomit-inducing roller coaster. One second I’d be smiling, and that, of course, was because I was thinking of Fox and my new found friends. That was until I’d remember that I was being followed by some weirdo, and then my mood would fall into the despair. Not only because I was worried for my safety, but because of everything Fox was doing to keep me safe, not only him either, but his biker brothers and also their women. If Fox couldn’t be with me, one of his brothers were, even overnight. Though, I noticed it was either a brother who was married or in a relationship.
Fox arranged for his brothers to install a security system in my house and workplace. He told me there was no way in hell this fuckhead would drive me off from the places I called home. Relief had filled me when he’d made that statement. Glad didn’t even begin to cover it, so instead, I showed him by giving him the best head-job I had ever given.
Despite my week of anxiety, time didn’t stand still and Friday soon arrived, the day before the wedding. Fox had pretty much demanded that we shouldn’t attend it. I told him that I had to or hell would rain down upon us. He said he could take it, but I highly doubted it, not when the hell would come from my mother. In the
end he gave in…okay it was only after I got him all sweet when I jumped his bones and he came hard.
I learnt that sex did wonders for my biker man and helped me get what I wanted. Even though I was more than happy to please him in bed, the getting my own way made it that much sweeter. Plus the multiple orgasms from both parties helped. The funny thing was, he knew exactly what my motive was, and he played along with it, smirking at me. I was also learning that I couldn’t fool my man.
Helen came in Monday afternoon and yelled at me, asking why I hadn’t called her to inform her of everything. I told her I was a little distracted and occupied, but that my man and his men were dealing with it all. She sighed and mumbled with a blush to her cheeks that she knew. Stoke had taken it upon himself to go to her work and introduce himself. He’d then filled her in on everything that happened. Yes, even the part that Fox and I have had sex. Then he asked her out. She agreed. I laughed. She glared. We cried, yelled and then we got over it together. From then on, she also called in everyday and rang every night. I never felt more suffocated in my life, but I didn’t mind. In fact, it all warmed my heart.
My café had gained more customers over the week. Apparently, Stoke had spread the word that one of their brothers’ misses owned a café that they’d get discounted food and drinks. I did try to give it to them free, but none of them accepted that. They paid.
My lunch times were always busy. Not only from the biker brothers but also from my new friends. Deanna, Zara, Julian, Mattie, even Zara’s parents and all the children came in. It could have been a ruse to keep my mind busy; most of the time it worked. No matter what though, I loved having them come in.
The only strange thing that happened for the week—well, besides when I blundered through conversations with the good-looking bikers—was that I hadn’t heard from Stupid Jim. No other email, phone call, visit or anything. Fox told me not to let my guard down. Just because he hadn’t made more contact didn’t mean he wasn’t out there watching. I was happy that he hadn’t made another move, but it also annoyed me. I wanted him out of my life for good so I could move on with it and finally stop the daily worry.
