Skin Deep, Shades of Ink (The Devil's Apostles MC Book 3)

by Annie Buff

  “ Trevor is what I’m talking about. I am aware your man there just wed his old girlfriend and I also know he wants his head separated from his body, trust me amigo, so do I.”

  That statement peaked Smoke ’s interest. Whatever this was, it had to do with Trevor and he did know just how bad Slinger wanted him dead. He turned to see his wife, Smoke was almost asking for permission to conduct business. Normally he more than likely wouldn’t think to do so, but this was Christmas and he knew just how much work Peyton had put into this dinner and Smoke was smart enough to keep his wife happy. Smoke motioned to the bar taking a seat and waiting for Raul to do the same.

  “ Now explain the Trevor shit? Ink Man it’s cool, go be with your bride man I’m good. Our old friend Raul here knows he won’t leave alive if he’s thinking of trying anything.”

  Slinger nodded, backing up slowly until he felt the hands of his wife on his back. “Nash what’s happening? That man is terrifying.” Raul did look the Drug Lord part in every way. Slinger’s concern at the moment was his family and his President. Peyton had taken control of the kids making sure they ate so Slinger explained to Rylee just who that man was, and why he was there. She didn’t have the fear in her eyes that she normally did, this look was anger. His girl was livid and before he could stop her she marched over to the bar where Smoke and Raul sat.

  “You kill that asshole! Take as long as you want to do it, just make sure he suffers like I did, I hate that son of a bitch!”

  Smoke just grinned, she was a perfect fit for his brother. Rylee had found her courage and he was proud of her.

  “Little Chica has nerve to just walk up to me. You don’t know who I am, do you Senora?”

  “ Oh, I know who you are but I really don’t give a shit, I just want Trevor taken care of. I don’t care how you do it I just never want to see his face again.”

  Slinger came to retrieve his wife and let Smoke do his thing. He knew she had overstepped her bounds and he would probably hear about it later but right now he just needed his woman where he knew she was safe.

  “So, let’s talk Raul my dinner’s getting cold.” Smoke wanted to be done with this tonight.

  Raul laid it all out on the table and Smoke just couldn’t control himself, the laugh came out full and hearty. Trevor might be dumb but Raul trusting a nonEighty-eight with that kind of product was even worse.

  “You’re slipping Raul, a hundred thousand worth of cocaine and meth without some sort of collateral. Tsk tsk, what would Jefe have said?”

  Smoke knew that one stung, it was his own personal jab and Raul knew it. He didn’t retaliate though, to Smokes surprise he just grinned.

  “The old bastard has nothing to say anymore since your Renegade stuffed his cock down his throat, I hear he was alive when it happened. Couldn’t have

  happened to a nicer man. He did deserve everything he got there, I told him to leave you to your business. So now can we finish ours so I can leave you to your family?”

  Thirty minutes later the kingpin of the Eighty-eight extended his hand and to the surprise of the entire MC, Smoke shook it.

  “Let’ s have our dinner and we can hold an impromptu Church, there are things that need to be discussed.” As they ate and drank Smoke told them of his

  conversation with Raul and what he wanted the MC for.

  “Now I realize this is highly

  unconventional, working with him and also having Rylee here. Sorry Sweetie but Church is normally just the men, aside from my wife.”

  About that time, Micah decided he wanted his uncle Smoke and crawled up in his lap pulling on his beard and wanting a hug.

  Smoke was a sucker for the kids and wound up getting sidetracked by the toddler. Micah was a typical two-year-old and soon he was distracted by Renegade. Then Knuckles, Krispy and the rest of them before climbing into Slingers lap and falling asleep in his arms. Nora had passed out in Peyton’s lap not long after she had fed the children.

  Wisha had been silent throughout the entire thing. She and Rory had snuck in as it was going down, her case had taken more time than she expected and they were late. She found her husband who kissed her like the first time every time, and slid in next to him. Rory, or Falcon as he was now called took a seat next to his sister.

  The entire night had been one big shock after another but it wasn’t over yet, there was one more as Wisha handed Bones a small wrapped box. He gave her a look and she just smiled, she had waited weeks to give him this gift and this was the perfect moment. Surrounded by family would be the only way this gift should be given. Peyton knew what was inside the box, she had been helping Wisha without Bones becoming suspicious.

  Bones slowly opened the package, seeing the contents he teared up. Shutting the lid, he had to set it down to wipe the tears from his eyes and off his cheeks. Inside the box was a set of booties, one blue one pink. After months of trying, they finally did it; Wisha was pregnant.

  Smoke along with the brothers were trying to decipher what had just

  happened, seeing their club mate breaking down. He had his wife in his arms so whatever it was had to be good. As Bones collected himself he reopened the box and passed it to Smoke, letting his President see what it was first. Smoke just gave him a pat on the back as he handed it off to Slinger. He grinned big and as the tiny box made its way around the table everyone knew another Devil was coming.

  “There’s another part to this gift Zeke, I’m ten weeks along already and had my first ultrasound.”

  He knew they weren’t far enough along to tell the sex yet and he didn’t care what they were having, but he was overly curious on what it could be and gave her a look.

  “Zeke babe , think Gemini.” Renegade got it first, Wisha knew by the reaction he had.

  “Son of a bitch Bones, you’re having twins! Damn man that’s the shit! You got some damn potent sperm!” Ren said laughing.

  Bones hit his knees as he was trying to stand, not only were they having a baby the couple was having two.

  Honeymooners

  Peyton insisted on taking Micah and sending the new couple to a bed and breakfast overnight. The Inn sat at the base of the mountain next to a creek and it overlooked a small canyon. The setting was as romantic as it could be. Rylee had come out of her sexual shell, becoming more open and aggressive. Slinger had pushed her to be open, not in a way that would scare her but one so she knew how loved and safe she was.

  Their room had a fireplace, tub for two and a balcony that overlooked the canyon. Rylee was leaning against the rail of the balcony listening to the creek running and splashing on the rocks when Slinger came up behind her.

  “I wanna make babies with you Baby Girl. Lots of them, a whole houseful of babies or at least have a damn good time trying.” He said as his hands ran up her middle cupping her breasts.

  Her head fell back on his chest and he felt her shiver under his touch and the low sigh said she loved how the contact felt. There was an electricity that passed between them that always started the heat. Slinger unzipped her dress letting it pool at her feet. he kissed her bare shoulder, running his tongue up her neck to her ear, nibbling on the lobe.

  “Wanna take this inside?” Nash asked her playfully. “I saw a box of fun toys next to the bed courtesy of the Prez and his wife.”

  She did want to take it inside but toys were something she had only done alone and was slightly apprehensive about using anything with him. Rylee knew she shouldn’t be, he was her husband but she still was.

  Stripped down, he sat her on the bed and with her legs spread wide began lightly touching her. Each time they made love he would start with a different part of her, sometimes it would be her breasts and nipples, others it was kisses on the small of her back right above her ass.

  Tonight he wanted her flavor first, so he let a single finger slide up her slit. It wasn’t enough to spread her open. No, this was building that anticipation. He knew he was hitting the right spots when her eyes closed and her head fell back. S
linger kept that one finger sliding up and down her, intentionally avoiding her clit.

  This wasn’t about an orgasm, at least not yet. This was about building a slow burn, giving his wife the ultimate pleasure. Listening to her whimpers had him hard as granite. Rylee was the only woman he had ever cared enough for to worry about her pleasure over his own. Slinger was addicted to her, hearing her sounds, tasting her juices and seeing her body orgasm was almost an out of body experience for him.

  Rylee felt a warm sensation between her legs, the tingling had begun almost immediately. He had put something on her and without so much as a touch for over a minute she was so turned on anything would have taken her over.

  “Like that Baby Girl? Feels good, doesn’t it?” He asked her as the buzz from a vibrator started. She saw that it wasn’t a hand held one as she cracked an eye, this went inside her and had the clit stimulator. As Slinger slowly pushed it inside her the white light blurred her vision, the orgasm hit hard. Rylee was shaking, screaming and clawing at his shoulders.

  Slinger loved watching this, seeing his woman’s body rocked with pleasure. Slinger wanted more, he needed more. Instead of removing the toy and turning it off he left it in, moving upwards to lick and bite on her nipples drawing another round of thrashing from his woman. This was his ultimate pleasure, giving to her. But they were far from done.

  Every single cell in her body was on fire, Rylee had no idea anything could ever feel like this. Nash wasn’t just a good lover, he was everything any woman could ever want. She was so sensitive Rylee finally had to ask him to stop, she needed to breathe, to come down off the high.

  “Nash stop, I need…” That was all she was able to muster as the vibrating toy was removed and his mouth took over. With each swipe of his tongue she inched closer once again. Slinger’s tongue sliding over every bare spot she had.

  Bones had mentioned how erotic shaving was and Slinger was about to find out. Leaving her laying on the bed he stepped away towards the tub made for two.

  “Come here Baby Girl.” He told her as the tub filled with bubbly water. Rylee wasn’t sure what ideas he had but

  watching him strip down was one of her favorite things. Her man was perfect, when his jeans hit the floor his engorged cock sprung out. She didn’t ask to touch him anymore, she knew no permission was needed. Rylee took a handful of his balls, gently rubbing and drawing that hiss she loved so much.

  “Not yet Baby Girl, you’re first, you know that. Come sit on the edge of the tub and spread for me Baby.” She did as he asked and watched him soap her up and grab a razor from his bag.

  Slinger looked up at her as he knelt in the tub and smiled. He could see the desire in her eyes, this was just as erotic to her as it was to him. As he gingerly ran the razor over her she moaned.

  “You like this? Good, I do too and I’ll make sure you’re beautiful pussy is always smooth and very satisfied.” He meant every word too.

  He had finally after so many years of meaningless sex found his soulmate, Rylee was his in every way. Slinger took two fingers and inserted them, pumping in time with swipes of the razor and brought her to another incredible orgasm once again. Once it hit he stopped shaving so he didn’t cut her while she was twitching. When she came down he finished and rinsed her, making sure she was warm and dry before leading her back to the bed.

  He had her on hands and knees admiring how beautiful she was and hoping she would be receptive to what he wanted to try. Anal play had happened on many occasions but they’d never tried penetration. He had seen a vibration plug in the box, thinking that kind of sensation had to feel incredible with his cock inside her pussy. To have both at once should bring her over at least twice and that’s what he wanted, to satisfy her to the point of exhaustion and to leave his seed.

  When Rylee felt the lube, she thought ass play again, possibly a finger but when she felt the bulb it was startling.

  “Trust me Baby, I will never hurt you. Just relax and let it feel good.” Rylee took a deep breath in and closed her eyes. Slinger pushed the tiny on switch and the small vibration released all the anxiety she had about it as one small push popped in the plug. Slinger watched her face, this was a new sensation for her and he could see how much she liked it.

  She had the look, and she was soaked with her own juices. They were running out of her body, he dipped in a finger to have a taste, then another taste and another. Her cream was as sweet as honey, and he was hooked.

  Slinger knelt behind her, with his cock in hand rubbing the head on her clit. She was so wet no more lube was needed, and with the plug in her ass and his cock’s thick head rubbing up and down her pussy she went hard and loud but before she came down he had her by the hips slamming himself inside her. He himself couldn’t be more turned on, he had denied himself so she could find her own Nirvana and she had; four times so far.

  Rylee didn’t think she had anymore left but with each driving thrust he gave her and the vibration she was almost over the edge again, feeling so full she couldn’t feel anything else but the new sensations. Slinger reached around pinching her clit and she came undone once again. This time the aftershocks were as intense as the orgasm, and Slinger let go. His thick, warm seed jetting inside the woman he loved and he grunted loudly.

  He pulled the plug out carefully, switched it off and tossed it on the floor before laying down with her back to him and his cock still deep inside her. No words passed between them, none were really needed anyway. Tonight two became one and he would love her to the end of time.

  Friend Or Foe

  Renegade and Slinger had been paired up with Raul. Ren was none too happy about dealing with Raul. They had history, Raul had slept with Renegade’s ex-wife on more than one occasion. They weren’t exes at the time and Raul knew it pissed Ren off. Slinger was close to thrilled about it. He wanted Trevor in the worst way and Raul was his ticket to skinning the bastard.

  “So Raul,” Slinger said from the front seat of the black Land Rover. “Any ideas where he is?” He was really hoping Raul had some ideas or leads. His family’s safety depended on finding Trevor.

  “No amigo, but trust me he cannot hide forever. I will find that puto and cut him into tiny bits. That’s how he will be returned to his Madre, piece by piece.”

  Ren finally smiled, this could be fun after all. The three made the rounds to all the people Raul thought might have some information, the last stop was a coffee shop Bones had recommended. This wasn’t a social luncheon, they were waiting for some extra help.

  The shop door opened and the help walked in, Jace Morrison was the help. He had access to information that they didn’t, and it was easy for him to explain why he was looking into Trevor; considering Jace had taken over the vice squad after the debacle six months prior.

  Slinger introduced him to Raul just out of courtesy, he knew Jace was aware of who their companion was. As the four men sat staring at one another all could feel the tension in the air. Jace broke the silence, figuring someone had to.

  “ So, I’ve got feelers out and a few CI’s looking and keeping their eyes open but so far it seems he has pulled a Houdini. Whoever is hiding him has done a damn good job. Your missing product hasn’t made an appearance on the street either so that makes me nervous. That’s a lot of dope Raul, and if he’s not selling it he’s using it. That is not good man, not good at all.”

  They all understood the ramifications of someone using that much dope, Renegade more than the rest. He had just passed his two-year clean mark a few weeks prior and could attest to just how messed up and paranoid that stuff makes a person.

  “Thank you amigo, this whole thing makes me look very bad, if I don’t handle this, others will try the same. I am a fair man but when one steals from me they are as good as dead.”

  Jace believed that statement

  wholeheartedly. He had heard many stories of just how vicious the Eighty-eight were and Raul was the original Eightyeight. Smoke said not to underestimate Raul Paulo and he wouldn’t,
not ever.

  Smoke had been having one of those feelings, the kind when something just isn’t right but you can’t quite put your finger on it. Things just seemed off and he had asked Slinger and Ren both if they’d noticed anything out of the ordinary. Neither one had but Smoke wasn’t surprised. Slinger had a new wife and son and he was desperately trying to get his wife pregnant.

  Smoke was bugging Peyton about another baby even though it wasn’t working and Bones was going to be a father to twins. Renegade was spending his free time at Handlebars watching a girl he was interested in so nobody had noticed anything. He had started to get this same odd feeling around the time Wisha and Bones had been shot at coming down the mountain.

  Smoke hoped he was just imagining things, but his intuition said he wasn’t. Someone was after him, he knew it. But who? He had made plenty of enemies over the years but not one stuck out. This would stay to himself and maybe Peyton, he needed to be sure what was happening before he told anyone.

  Slinger and Rylee finally moved into their home behind Smoke, Micah was a happy little boy playing on his swing and making messes in his sandbox. They both laughed as he was covered in sand playing the sand monster.

  Slinger had spent many nights

  watching his wife put the little man to bed, hoping he would be able to give her another child. She had stopped taking her birth control pills on Thanksgiving, and here it was almost spring with no baby yet. Rylee had said it could take over a year to be able to conceive but he was hoping for much sooner. Slinger

  remembered how beautiful Peyton was during her pregnancy and he just knew Rylee would be the same and more.

  Being so close to Smoke, the women often cooked together and since the weather was warming up the BBQ was back to its normal use. The brotherhood couldn’t be happier, they were better fed here than home. Some like Krispy didn’t really have a home, he stayed in a weekly motel and only got home cooked food at the clubhouse. Peyton made sure they were all well fed.