by London Casey
“Yes,” Erik said.
Landon rubbed his chin. He looked at Trev. Slowly, he nodded. “Okay, yeah.”
“Fine,” Jace said. “Yes.”
Blaine was last. He pointed to Trev. “You better come back here in one piece. I am not watching your ass get tossed into a hole. You got me?”
“I’ll be back,” Trev said.
“Then I vote yes,” Blaine said.
“Okay,” Miller said. “We’re all in on this. Ripper meets the reaper.”
Miller smacked the gavel.
Everyone stood and went to Trev. They all hugged him. Patted his back. Told him he was fucking crazy for doing this. Then they all one by one went to the clubhouse. It was just down to Trev and Miller.
“I never gave a shit about a leather cut before,” Trev said. “Then I came down here and saw the way you did things. The family thing. I get it, Miller. I’m going to protect this. But I need to know you have my back no matter what. Ripper has to die.”
Miller put a hand to Trev’s shoulder. “I know, brother. I know. Just make it right. I’ll have two charters to deal with then. But if everyone agrees with the result, then the reason won’t matter as much.”
Miller hugged Trev.
“Thank you,” Trev said.
“Let me get you a drink,” Miller said. “Before this mess starts.”
“No. I have to be with Eden.”
“You’re trading booze for pussy… you usually go for both.”
“I just need to be with her,” Trev said. “Just in case.”
“Okay, brother. Get the hell out of here. I’ll come for you in an hour.”
Just like that… Trev had a timeline on the rest of his life. One hour.
*
Trev opened the door and Jenn and Eden were sitting at the kitchen table. His eyes locked to Eden’s and didn’t move. Jenn stood up and excused herself, saying she was going to go for a walk. Trev didn’t say a word to her. He couldn’t look away from Eden. He was devouring her with his eyes.
She stood up as he closed in on her.
There wasn’t a word to be said.
Trev grabbed her, lifted her, and put her on the counter. Eden opened her legs and put her ankles to the back of his legs, tugging at him. His hands slid around and up her shirt, feeling the smooth warmth of her back. Her hands touched the scruff on his face, digging at him.
“I hate you for this,” she whispered.
“I know you do, beautiful,” Trev whispered back. “But it’s the only way we’re going to have a future.”
Trev kissed Eden. His hands continued up and he forced her shirt up over her head. His fingers twisted the back of her bra, unclasping it in a second. Just like that, she was topless. All for the taking.
Eden put her hands on the counter and leaned back, thrusting her ample chest out at Trev. His hands touched her shoulders and eased down, moving over her breasts at the same time. He squeezed and then cupped under her breasts, his thumbs moving left to right over her nipples, bringing them to an erect state in seconds. Eden started to groan, rocking her hips at him.
She wanted to be fucked.
That was good.
Because Trev was going to leave her with one last fuck that could last her a lifetime. Just in case.
Trev moved his hands to her back and pulled, bringing her beautiful chest to his mouth. Her breasts pressed together and he kissed the teardrop shape they made at the top of her chest. His tongue darted between her breasts and after that, he wanted to taste all of her. His mouth engulfed her left breast, sucking hard, his tongue circling around her nipple.
“Oh, Trev,” Eden purred.
Trev used one hand to open her pants. He wasn’t done tasting her just yet.
When he put two hands to her hips, Eden lifted up, allowing him to strip her down. He knew he had the chance to be slow and seductive, pants first, then panties. But there was no time. The minutes were counting down and doing so fast. He ripped her jeans and panties down and off her feet. They were discarded to the floor.
Trev grabbed her ass and slid her back on the counter more. His eyes stared at her eyes, even with her bare, glistening pussy staring at him. Slowly, he bent her legs and put her feet on the counter. She was still propped up, now on her elbows, her jaw dropped.
“Open,” Trev said as he touched her knees.
Eden opened her legs wide for him and he went right to work.
The sweet smell of her body hit him a moment before he tasted her. And, yes, she tasted as good as she looked.
His tongue lapped up and down, fast and thorough, wanting all of her honey to himself. He wanted to fill up and never taste anything again. Just in case.
Eden thrust herself at him, wanting more attention.
Trev brought his right hand down to her slit, rubbing two fingers against her folds, his tongue now focused on her clit. He suckled against her perfect nub as his fingers eased into her body, curling, bringing her hips to life even more.
Soon Eden was bouncing her ass up and down on the counter, groaning with each thrust of Trev’s fingers and flicker of his tongue. He let her go like that, loving the touch, the taste, the sound of it all. He felt her starting to reach her peak and that’s when he stopped. He put his hand to her inner thigh and opened his mouth wide, tasting all of her at once. His mouth attached to her, tongue still racing up and down. From there he began to write her a love letter, the tip of his tongue the pen, her wetness the ink. Touching her throbbing entrance to her folds to her clit and right back down, Trev brought Eden to climax.
Her ass was off the counter, her head back. She let out a scream as her body jerked. Trev’s reward was a sweet, warm gush, which he accepted, never tasting anything so good in his life.
He worked Eden’s body back down to the counter. She then closed her legs as she shivered, her hands clawing at his arms.
“Fuck,” she groaned. “Fuck, Trev…”
Trev then turned Eden to her side and he scooped her up.
She was beautiful naked, the best thing he’d ever seen. Her hands clasped behind his neck. Each step he took, her tits bounced. But it was her eyes that got to him the most, again.
“I fucking love you,” she said. “No matter what happens, I’ll forever love you.”
“We will have the rest of our lives to love each other,” Trev said.
Then Eden surprised Trev by kissing him. Her taste was still fresh on his tongue.
All that did was make him harder, his cock pressing impossibly hard against the leg of his jeans.
He walked to the bedroom and kicked the door open.
Trev froze for a second as he and Eden stared at each other again.
She gently touched his face.
They didn’t need words…
Come back to me, Trev.
I swear, beautiful, I will. I’ll fucking fight and kill my way back to you.
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twenty-three.
Eden dug her nails into Trev’s back. She held tight as he fucked her, his amazing cock filling her over and over with each powerful thrust of his outlaw body. She clung to him not only because it felt good but because somewhere in her mind she thought if she could hold onto him tight enough he wouldn’t have to go.
Trev’s mouth pulled away from her right breast and he kissed so softly up her chest. He pounded into her to his hilt and held there, simply bucking his hips, making sure there was no space spared in Eden’s body. She had already lost count of how many times she came.
Trev’s tongue tasted her skin right to her lips. He let his lips touch her but he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he pulled back - his hips like slingshot loading up - and he pounded forward. The thrust made Eden scream. Trev repeated the same motion, slowly pulling from her and then thrusting forward with all his strength. Each time he did it, their lips touched, flirted, but they never once kissed.
It was maybe the hottest thing Eden ever experienced.
Back and forth like that, feeling Trev’s b
ody, having his breath spread across her lips and face, the grunts he made when he fucked her.
As soon as Trev started to speed up again, Eden knew he was closing in on finishing. He put his hands to the bed and lifted up, bucking his hips harder and faster. He lasted just a few more precious seconds before he thrust and started to come.
That wild sensation of him spilling into her sent Eden crashing over the edge again. She lost her breath and arched her back, feeling Trev inside her, pulsing again and again.
He started to fuck her again, moving back and forth.
When Eden looked at him, she was out of breath. But the look in his eyes was something different. Love, passion, lust, violence. She couldn’t figure out what it really was.
Slowly, Eden moved her hands and touched Trev’s face.
They stared at each other as Trev kept moving. Pumping himself back and forth. Eden waited for him to stop, to be finished. But that didn’t happen. Instead, she felt Trev start to really get hard again.
She let out a gasp and bit her lip.
They weren’t done yet.
*
Eden slid her hands along the shower tile as she forced herself to stand up. Trev was behind her, still grunting. She felt the wicked mess between her legs and couldn’t believe they had gone three times without stopping. When the room became too hot and the sheets were too sweaty, Trev carried her to the shower.
As Eden turned, trying to find the right words to say, she saw Trev with a washcloth and soap. He lathered the washcloth up and gently touched her neck.
“Let me,” he whispered.
Eden shuddered and felt her body aching for more. But she couldn’t take anymore. She needed a break.
Trev ran the washcloth down her body, slowly over each of her breasts, and then down. He crouched and washed her legs. One at a time, he lifted each of her feet and washed them. Trev then turned Eden around. Her ass was right there in his face. The washcloth touched there next. She felt herself jump and flex.
“Easy,” he said. “I think we’re good for now.”
He planted a kiss to her bare ass cheek and then ran the washcloth up her back.
Trev stood up and stood right behind Eden, their bodies touching, the soap getting sudsy between them. As he ran the washcloth down her right arm, Eden put her head back and took deep breaths, still trying to calm her heart. He repeated the motion with her left arm and then put the washcloth into her hand.
“You can wash your face and hair, beautiful,” he whispered. He kissed her ear. “I’ll be waiting in bed for you. We only have a few more minutes before I have to go.”
“Trev…”
He exited the shower and Eden stood there in a state of shock. She then caught herself and hurried to finish the shower. She didn’t want a second to go by without Trev in her life. Not when he was leaving soon.
Eden scrambled out of the shower and to the bedroom. There she found Trev standing there, fully dressed, wearing his leather cut. The giant logo on the back faced Eden. It was like staring at her destiny. She hoped she wasn’t staring at her tragedy though.
“Trev,” she said.
He looked back. “Get dressed, beautiful. I need you to do something for me.”
“Okay,” Eden said.
She tossed on some fresh clothes and then grabbed for Trev’s hand. He quickly pulled away and shook his head.
“Listen to me,” he said. “I want you to reach up to my neck and then slowly take off my leather cut.”
“What? Why?”
“I’m giving up the cut, remember? I want you to take it off of me. It means something to me.”
“Trev, you don’t have to do this. I’m sure you guys could figure out a better way.”
“No, this is the only way. Take the cut off me right now.”
Eden reached up and did as told. She gripped the collar of the leather cut and felt it slide down his arms. He stepped away and stood there in just his t-shirt. Trev was a monster. Eden had never seen a man so big before.
“Put it on the bed,” Trev said.
Eden placed the leather cut on the bed.
Trev then turned around. He reached for Eden’s hand and put it to his chest. “What I need you to do while I’m gone is get closer to your mother. She needs it. You need it. Nobody is going to ever hurt you both again. You listen to anything Miller says. Trust anything Gaige says. And if Blaine comes within two feet of you, punch him in the gut. If you hit him in the balls, he’ll get hard. If you scratch his face, he’ll get hard.”
“Are you serious?” Eden asked.
Trev grinned. “Sort of. You listen to Miller and Gaige though. Respect the club. Okay?”
Eden touched Trev’s face. “Anything for you, Trev. I love you.”
“I love you, Eden,” he said. “I have to go now. I’ll be back soon.”
Eden nodded. She forced herself to smile.
Trev grabbed the leather cut held in Eden’s hand. They walked through the apartment in silence. When Trev opened the door, Jenn stood there, smoking.
“They’re waiting for you,” Jenn said.
At the bottom of the steps stood the entire table.
Eden smiled bigger, loving that they were all so close. They were ready to see their brother off and knew the impact of Trev’s decision and what he was willing to sacrifice. As Eden stood there, she reached for Trev as he reached back and they touched hands until the last possible second.
Her mother then stood next to her. “You’ll be okay, sweetie. I’m here.”
“I know,” Eden said. “He’s going to make this work. I believe that.”
“You just have to get through the hard part.”
Eden nodded.
She thought the hard part was Trev going away.
She was wrong.
Trev got to the bottom of the steps and handed his leather cut to Miller. Miller put a hand to Trev’s shoulder. He then shoved Trev, spinning him around. Blaine was there, punching Trev square in the jaw.
The sound surprised her as much as the action did. She stepped forward and her mother grabbed her arm.
“No, sweetie. It has to be done.”
“No,” Eden said.
Gaige took a swing and hit Trev in the face.
Trev stumbled back, arms out. Nate came at him, the only man in the MC bigger than Trev. He lumbered at him and let out a grunt as he swung, hitting Trev so hard, he went up and over the hood of a car.
Then Trev was on the ground.
The entire club attacked, keeping him on the ground.
Eden tried to move again but her mother wrapped her arms tight around her and held her back.
“It has to be done like this,” Jenn said. “Don’t look. Don’t think about it.”
“Let me fucking go!” Eden yelled.
Her scream was unheard. What she heard was the sounds of Trev being attacked by his own club.
It was the worst sound she’d ever heard in her life.
How was Trev supposed to help the MC if he was beaten up?
The assault came to an end and the guys all walked away. Eden leaned forward a little, wanting to make sure Trev was still alive. Instead, her mother dragged her into the apartment.
“You don’t need to see him like that,” she said to Eden. “He’ll come back.”
Eden broke out of her mother’s hold and ran to the bedroom. She shut the door and locked it. She then climbed into the bed and rolled up in the covers, clutching at Trev’s pillow.
She could still smell him.
She cried.
Please, Trev… don’t die.
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twenty-four.
The wind burned the cuts on Trev’s face. He had told the guys to rough him up and make it look believable. Yeah, they had done that and then some. Trev’s right side hurt like fucking death and for a minute or two he worried about controlling his motorcycle. Whoever had been working on his side had been working a little too hard.
But it was worth it.
It was going to all pay off, and soon.
The late night had been overtaken by a beautiful sunrise. Amazing colors bloomed out of the horizon. For all Trev knew, it could be the last time he saw a sunrise. It was early to get to the charter up north, but Trev knew some of the guys would be awake. They’d be drinking. Some would be getting ready to go to sleep. Others would be chugging black coffee trying to kill off their headaches and regrets.
Trev had a cell phone with him that had one phone number in it. That would connect to a phone Miller had. If anyone but Trev placed a call to that number, the phone would be tossed into the ocean.
Worst case, Trev had a meeting spot with Gaige and Blaine.
As much as Trev needed to stay the fuck away from the Frelen charter, he needed to stay in constant contact to discuss what he found, learned, and when to lure Ripper in to finish him off.
The second Trev pulled into the Daurian charter, he felt instant tension. Two prospects opened the gates and Trev rolled right up to the bar. He turned his motorcycle and walked it back into an open spot.
Giovanni’s spot.
It was a complete sign of disrespect and that’s what Trev wanted. He wanted to rattle every motherfucker in the bar and get right to Ripper as fast as possible.
The door to the bar blasted open and out came Jasper and Xavier.
“What the fuck?” Jasper yelled.
Trev climbed off his ride. “Where’s Ripper?”
“What the hell happened to you, man?” Xavier asked.
“Where the fuck is Ripper?”
“You can’t put your ride there,” Jasper said.
“Why? Giovanni gonna beat me up?”
A total shot to Jasper’s gut and he took the bait.
A second later Jasper charged at Trev. They tangled up and ended up going up and over a motorcycle to the ground. Trev got on top of Jasper and landed a punch, just to calm him down. He could have destroyed Jasper but he wasn’t there to do that to him. Instead, he tangled with Jasper again and was able to get close enough to talk.
“I’m here to save everyone,” Trev said. “Go along with everything I do and say or you’ll end up dead.”
A gun boomed and Trev broke away from Jasper.
“Get him up,” Ripper’s voice yelled.
Xavier ran to Trev and lifted him up. Trev shook Xavier away and stared right at Ripper.
