by M. T. Ossler
Their girls.
Ace is the only one whose phone is not ringing, and I wonder if their call has anything to do with Jules or the baby.
Then Gator orders us to their room, and we hightail it down there. Once we crowd into the master bedroom we find out Jules got a text from the Cartel. They threatened to blow up the building if she and all the girls didn’t go to the waiting sedans in the parking garage. She managed to deter them from taking the girls. I don’t know how, but they still made her come to them.
She begged Brook to help her by causing a distraction, so she could slip out, away from the girls. She was reluctant to help but could tell Jules was gonna do it regardless.
Ces grabs ahold of my waist and buries his face in my neck to control his emotions.
“Jess, I should have been here, I should have known,” he speaks into my neck in a shaky voice. It’s not his fault, but there is no arguing with him. He feels this way because he’s been responsible for the girls for years.
“We have to get her back. They’re ruthless assholes, they won’t think twice about hurting her or the baby. If we don’t get to her soon, I’m afraid we never will. If we’re too late, she may never be the same again.” I know what he’s thinking, he’s remembering his time in the cellar with them. As strong as my guy is now, that time still rattles him. It would be to any man held captive and beaten for months.
“We’ll get her before it’s too late, babe. I promise you,” I say and kiss the top of his head. He’s trembling with anger, not fear. He wants to kill them, and I’m afraid he may do something stupid to get her back.
What he doesn’t realize in his rage-filled head, is that we own this state and have men all over the place. They will never make it far, and they will be in the ground by tomorrow. We don’t play when it comes to the ol’ ladies and their safety. Any Dragon in this State will lay their life down for her, with or without knowing her. She’s a Dragon, and that’s all they need to know.
Ace orders Prospect Tiny and Whiskey to stay with the girls and kids in Beast’s room, when we leave here. But sends Colt and Gears up now to be with Cindy and the twins.
Gator’s phone rings, and he answers on speaker. Beast’s voice fills the room and we all stay silent and listen.
“Shadow contacted me about the explosives. Xavier had the building checked and there are none. It was just a ploy to get her to leave without contacting Ace.
I tune him out and raise Ces’ chin to look into my eyes. He’s breathing so heavily, and his hot breath is burning my neck. Not all in a bad way, either, but I need to focus.
As we stare at one another, slowly tuning back in to the conversation, we hear about the black sedan she was carted into at 22:57 hours. They left here about a half an hour ago. He has the make and model of the cage. Cadi, CTS-V with blacked out windows.
He informs us, he contacted all the Club Prez’s in the surrounding areas and sent them the footage they retrieved. They’re on it, and we’ll probably be seeing some of our brothers from the other Clubs soon.
He ends the call and about two minutes later, he and Throttle rush back into the room. We all escort the girls’ upstairs to Beast’s room. Once we have them settled, we rush down to the parking garage.
We all mount our bikes, and Beast and Ace jump in the front seat of Beast’s cage. Blaze and Throttle jump into the back seat with them. Throttle has his laptop; he’s gonna try and track her phone if they didn’t take it. Something tells me she would try and hide it. She’s smart and grew up in a life similar to this, so she knows a thing or two.
Ces is beside me and ready to speed off into the night to find his girl. He’s pissed and worried about her, but mostly he’s upset with himself. He just wants her back in one piece. I want the same thing and so do our brothers.
I look back at Ace before taking off, and I see my brother’s face is red. He’s fighting so many different emotions, but most of all, fear for his girl.
He’s gonna take pleasure in taking out Santiago when he gets his hands on him. I don’t feel bad for that asshole at all. I can’t wait to get my hands on him either after this and I know Ces will want a piece of him too.
These fuckin’ Mexican assholes started a major war, and we may need to hit up our big players as back up. It’s a good thing Beast and King are still in good standings with Ricco.
Apparently, Ricco has a hard-on for Beast’s mom Cindy and a soft spot for Bella, Jules, and Gigi. Whatever keeps him as an ally and floats his boat doesn’t faze me.
We follow Gator and Shadow in the lead, down the highway. Gator is on his Bluetooth helmet headset on calls from the brothers while we ride down the road, trying to stay under the speed limit as we race down the highway.
About an hour into our ride, Gator signals for us to take the next exit. We follow, and I hope for my guy, and my brother’s sake, Jules is close by.
Chapter 13
Cesare
Idon’t know if I want to throttle Jules first or hug her. This stunt of hers could get her and her son in serious trouble. How could she be so stupid to trust those assholes and not her man and his brothers? Lorenzo and Val seem to be feeling the same way I am. I tell you, these damn girls I love them to death, but they are going to be the fucking death of us men. What the hell was she thinking she could accomplish by leaving with them? She did one thing right, keeping the other girls safe and away from them.
I held Bella’s hand the whole time Brook talked, and she could stop trembling in her man’s arms. I wasn’t any better, and I’m so damn mad at myself for not being there. The poor little thing has been through so much. She shouldn’t have to worry about her best friend, on top of everything else.
Jules knows better than to do shit like this, but I guess I need to take a step back for a minute. I know why she left, for her family, the people she loves. She would rather be hurt than any of us. That’s my Jules, she hates to see anyone suffer. Standing by and watching Bella after Antonio raped her and not having me, almost did her in. If it wasn’t for Gigi distracting her, I don’t know how she would have gotten through it. So, I get it, probably better than most, after what I’ve endured by those cruel men.
We cruise down the road, and I want to speed past all of them, but I have no idea where we are even headed. I stay next to Jess behind Gator and Shadow and follow our Prez’s lead. He’s been on his helmet Bluetooth headset on calls the whole time. I just hope he’s getting intel on Jules.
Beast is beside us in his cage with Ace, Throttle, and Blaze. Throttle is tracking Jules’s phone. My girl is smart, so I know she has it on her, hidden. Unless they get her naked, they won’t find it. Oh, God, please don’t let them get her naked.
My heart is erratic in my chest, and my adrenaline is pumping through my veins, ready for a fight. Whatever it takes, I’ll do it; killing those shitheads will be my fucking pleasure. I want to rip all those bastards to shreds. I’m all for danger and a fight with the men, but when it comes to my girls, it’s a whole other story. All fucking bets are off, and I will kill anyone that fucking touches them.
After hours on the road, Gator signals for us to take the next exit. My heart leaps in my chest; we’re close to her I can feel it.
We pull into a gas station, and I see the black sedan parked at a gas pump. Then, I spot Jules next to a man with a kutte that has our colors. I breathe for the first time since I heard she left.
Ace runs to her, and I throw down my kickstand and follow him. I find out the man next to her is the Prez, Iron Dog, of our Tallahassee chapter. I kinda remember him from the bike rally back in October.
I kiss Jules on the top of her head, and she takes my hand in hers. Ace and Iron Dog make arrangements for us to go back to his place and take care of the seven shitheads that took Jules.
While they’re talking, Jules says, “I’m sorry, Ces, I had to. They were going to take all the girls and kill all of you if I didn’t. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if they did.”
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sp; “I know, lovey, but next time you have to have trust in your man and his brothers. If they’re not a Dragon, you need to go straight to one of us. Lovey, you gave us all a scare that could have been avoided. Just go to your man or one of us, please. I love you, Jules,” I say and kiss her forehead.
“I will. I love you too,” she whispers in a rattled tone. She’s still in distress from this ordeal and needs some time alone with her man.
We follow Iron Dog and his men back to his Clubhouse. They hang the men up in their shed and while Ace is with Jules, we start on the men. Except for Santiago, Ace will get his hands on him first, cause he was the ringleader of this shit storm. I want a part of him, but I’ll wait or just take it out on these fuckfaces.
I take my rounds with the six men and do my worst on them, tearing them to shreds. By the time we’ve all taken a turn on them, they are hanging by a thread. Ace enters the room a couple of hours later with Iron Dog and takes care of Santiago.
We finish off the six men, and the Iron’s prospects dispose of the bodies for us. A few of the guys leave to shower and change out of their bloody clothes. Gator, Val, Lorenzo, Shadow, Jess, and I stay with Ace until around six in the morning.
Trigger, the Enforcer, shows Jess and me to a room together to shower. Apparently, Gator told him not to waste another room on us cause we’re a couple. They saw the rings but didn’t put it together until Gator told them. He leaves us with a wink.
“Jess?” I question him with my eyes. I need him inside me, and I don’t know if I can wait till we get back to the resort. My adrenaline is still pumping, and I’m hard as fuck.
“Get over here, babe,” Jess says, grabbing me by the back of my neck and pulling me closer. Our lips meet in a passionate and aggressive kiss. I feel his hard cock against me. His need for me is just as great. We moan in each other’s mouths as we reach for the others kuttes. Breaking the kiss to place them on the bed and remove the rest of our clothes.
“Bathroom, now!” he commands and drags me by the hand behind him. He starts the water, and while we wait for it to heat up, I have to have his lips. We kiss, and he nibbles on my bottom lip, driving me insane for him. I drag him into the shower with our mouths fused together. I want to look at him when he fucks me, but that’s not gonna happen in here. I’ll deal with it, just having him fill me up will have to be enough.
“Turn around and give me that plump ass, babe. This is gonna be fast and fuckin’ hard. You may have a hard time sitting on your bike,” he says out of breath, and I moan. He can tear my ass up for all I give a shit. I just need him and the release. It ain’t even gonna take me that long to cum, I’m so hard and ready to burst. One touch from him, and I’ll be a goner.
I turn and lean on the wall, he positions himself and slowly enters me. I’m not in the mood to wait, I thrust back causing him to slam into me.
“Oh, shit,” I scream into the room from the initial string. The water wasn’t enough to help.
“Move, Jess.” He waits a split second, them pounds me with his cock. My hips move on their own accord as he hits my p-spot. I’m insane with lust and need more. We both move faster, and his hand captures my cock, stroking me at the same speed as his shaft is pumping inside me.
He leans against my back and nibbles on my ear.
The pleasure running through my veins ignites, and his touch sends me over the fucking edge. I can’t hold back. It all feels way beyond incredible.
I cum hard, spewing my shit all over the tile wall, and screaming his name into the shower for the whole damn world to hear. A second later, I feel him go off, and his cock throbs inside me.
When I feel he’s finished, I turn around. He falls out of me, and I claim his lips. We kiss under the cascading water for a few minutes. Then, we wash each other up and dress in our jeans and a Club T-shirt. We’re having breakfast with all the guys before heading back.
They are all in the bar when we arrive. We get some stares and strange looks from them. Oh, shit, they heard us, and now we’re gonna get shit for it from them.
“Fuck, brothers, I didn’t realize gay sex was so hot,” Iron Dog says to Jess laughing, and my face goes bright red and hot.
“The way your boy was yelling this mornin’ puts our club girls to shame.”
“These two are hornier than a pregnant woman,” Ace says snickering, and Jules slaps his arm.
“Hunter!” she yells at him appalled.
“What? It’s fuckin’ true. They couldn’t even keep it in their pants after their wedding just to take a few pictures. They snuck off to our bathroom to fuck,” Ace states matter of fact. I turn and bury my face in Jess’s neck to hide my blush from the guys.
“Jealous, much,” Jess says chuckling. I can feel the vibrations coming from his throat as he wraps his arms around me. As embarrassed as I am, I’m also turned on again. He’s hard against the side of my thigh. Shit, we are hornier than pregnant women.
“Fuck, man, I don’t know if I should be or not,” Iron Dog says, laughing, and the other guys in the room join in.
“Got to say, though, man. He looks good on ya. I’ve never seen ya this happy in all the years I’ve known ya. Congratulations, brother.” I remove my face from Jess’s neck and look over at Iron Dog with a small smile of thanks. He has a handsome smile on his face. He’s an older man, kinda reminds me of Skully from Dragons Breath.
“Thank you, brother. I am happy, elated. Taz is the best thing that ever came into my life. Having my brothers support us makes this all even better,” Jess says, using my road name. The guys gave it to me because they said I reminded them of the Tasmanian Devil when I was in the shed with Chrissy. So, it stuck, and my man likes it.
“It’s definitely not the norm, but we’re outlaws, we make our own fuckin’ rules, right? And honestly, I don’t give a shit where you stick your cock,” Wingman, VP, says with a smirk.
Once the guys finish, the club girls bring out breakfast. We eat and then say our goodbyes and ride back to the resort. Just has Jess promised, I had a hard time sitting on my bike on the way back. It was worth it, though.
We spend the next few days there in bed naked, Fucking hard, with no more interruptions. Then we all head back home. With the Clubhouse out of commission Ace, Beast, Jess, and I have company for a few weeks. Some are staying in a couple of the apartments, but they had some damage too. When Benny is done with the Clubhouse, he’ll get to them. We didn’t tell the girls, but the bomb squad found two more bombs that night. After we left, one went off at the apartments and they got to the other one in time. Both were in the apartments. I guess almost demolishing our Clubhouse wasn’t enough, they wanted to demolish our Compound. Thankfully, they couldn’t get to our houses.
We have lots of work ahead of us. In the meantime, we have to watch our backs and the girls. The Cartel are not ones to be messed with. They attacked Ricco’s estate so now they have the Italian Mafia on their asses too.
Apparently, Alejandro went after him to get them to pull back from having our backs. It backfired in their faces after Beast told them what they did to Jules. They cemented his allies with us now.
The Cartel has nothin’ on us. We have more allies on our side to take those assholes down for good. They won’t be able to step a toe in Texas, let alone the U.S., when we get done with them.
Chapter 14
Ryder
We’ve been home from the resort for almost two weeks, and I’m about to kill someone, literally. We have Snake, Wolf, Skull, and Cowboy crashin’ at our place. Ces won’t let me touch him when the guys are in the house, in the next room. He’s afraid they might hear us after what happened at Dog’s Clubhouse. The guys hearing us in the shower did not bode well with my guy. It doesn’t bother me anymore like it does him. I love to make him scream my name, and if the guys hear, it just goes to prove how much pleasure I make him feel.
Anyway, this shit ain’t workin’ for me. Jacking off in the shower every day is not even helpin’ to relieve me. I need inside my hus
band’s tight ass soon. I can’t go without him any longer.
Don’t worry, I have a plan, though. I’m at my shop today, and I called Ces in to bring me a pair of jeans. I told him I got caught on a part, and I needed another pair to get home. It’s happened before, so he went with it. I sent the guys home early, so we can have the place to ourselves.
Preparing for this night earlier, I ordered dinner and had it delivered. Cleaned off my desk, not to have my papers in disarray. I even set candles up around the room. The lights are off, giving my office a romantic feel with soft music playing in the background.
Yeah, I’m that man that gets all mushy for my guy. Anything and everything to put a smile on his face. I know he loves when I do special things for him and he appreciates it.
He should be here any minute, and I can’t wait to see his face when he sees my office. I’ve never done anything for him like this here.
I’m ready for him, sitting here naked on my leather desk chair. I have our lube in my top right desk drawer ready to go.
“Jess, where are you?” I hear him yell from the front door and then it slams shut behind him.
“Lock the door, babe. I’m in my office. The guys are gone for the night,” I yell back. I don’t want any interruptions once he’s in this room. We are shutting the outside world off for the next couple of hours.
He stands at my door as his eye roam the room. He looks sexy as hell in his black jeans, my Metallica t-shirt, and leather kutte. Fuck, I need him. I never thought I would like a man in a leather kutte, but damn I so fuckin’ do.
His face says it all; he likes what he sees.
“Strip!” I order him, and he quickly removes all his clothes, placing them with mine on the love seat. He strides towards me, and I sit back, watching him as he steps closer. Then, I grab him by his waist and set him in front of me on my desk. His hard cock is pointing at my thirsty mouth, and I take him. Wrapping my lips around his steel rod. He moans as I look up, gazing into his eyes. I take him to the back of my throat and hum. I move fast, forward, and back a few times as I grab the lube and prepare him for me.
