GUNNER (Hellbound Lovers MC, #6)

by Crimson Syn

  I dressed quickly in tight jeans, a white tank top and my red leather jacket with the Gremlins patch on the back. I hated the patch, but I loved the jacket. Rafael had it made especially for his Old Lady, and I had to wear it. It was all about ownership with him, and not the type I wanted to be a part of. I was a thing for him to play with, nothing else. Not like Gunner. His possessiveness was palpable, he wanted me, and I allowed him to take ownership. He said I belonged to him and God, I needed to belong to someone, especially a someone like Jason Gunner. I sighed longingly as I put on a pair of black leather boots to complete the outfit. I grabbed another plain black leather jacket and tucked it into my bag.

  I had placed a tracking device on Rafael’s bike a long time ago and I knew he had just left the premises. If it was true, and he was going to meet La Cruz, then this was exactly the lead we were waiting for. Coming down the stairs I found Gunner chitchatting with Mike and Gino over a bike he once had.

  “Hey Chas! You’re boy here knows a lot about bikes.”

  “Really?” I stated playfully, looking over at the boy in question.

  “Yup. Helped me out here, real good.”

  “Glad to hear it Gino, but can I borrow your boy there for a sec. Need to go run an errand.”

  “Sure thing. Good luck, bro, she’s no joke. She’ll have you carrying all her shit around.”

  Gunner cracked a genuine smile. “Yeah, well, she’s family.” He winked at me and a feeling of warmth spread throughout me. His words sounded sincere, but then again, I was getting ahead of myself.

  He followed me towards the back rooms and suddenly I was being twirled around and pressed against him. “Did you wash that dirty little pussy of yours?”

  I gasped and shoved at his chest, trying to get out of his grip but he only held me tighter. My pussy contracting in need.

  He gave me a wicked smile that tore right through me. He grazed my bottom lip with his thumb and looked down at my mouth seeming mesmerized. “I want to taste your lips.”

  His mouth crashed over mine, molding it to his, exploring it with his tongue. I couldn’t help but moan and wrap my arms around his broad shoulders. We stumbled back and I found myself once again pressed against a wall. His kiss was hard and demanding and he probed his tongue along my lips and across the edge of my teeth searching for my tongue. He sucked and nibbled on me until I was a complete wanton mess. On my final moan, he released me, my feet hitting the ground. I looked up at him in stunned silence.

  He bit my lip and whispered, “That’s so you remember who you belong to.”

  “Oh?” I raised an eyebrow.

  “If he forces you again, I’ll kill him. I own this mouth Agent.” He grabbed my pussy and rubbed his palm on it through my jeans. I could feel the heat of him through the thin material and it made me whimper. “This pussy is now mine, make sure to remember that.”

  My eyes met his heated gaze, making me feel safe and protected. I was speechless at his claim on me, but deep down I love how possessive he is.

  “Are you sure about that?” I whispered as his palm ground into me.

  He chuckled and nuzzled my neck. As his teeth grazed my earlobe, I shivered. “You didn’t hear how sweetly you moaned as I was savoring it.”

  “Fuck,” I moaned as he suddenly pulled away.

  “Okay?” He nodded, looking smug. Without waiting for my response, he took my hand in his and hauled me down the hallway. “Let’s go.”

  As we approached his bike I took out my other jacket. Taking my red leather off, I quickly put on the black one. When I looked up, a hot thrill ran up my spine. Gunner was leaning against his bike, arms and legs crossed, smirking while his eyes slowly ate me up.

  “Eyes up here big boy.”

  He chuckled. “Hey, you can’t penalize me for staring at something so beautiful.”

  I felt the heat reach my cheeks and I blushed, literally blushed. “Put this away,” I tossed the jacket at him and he grimaced.

  “You really want to keep this?”

  I shrugged. “It’s my favorite color.”

  He stared at me as I climbed onto the back of his bike. He licked his lips and leaned in towards me. “I’ll make sure to remember that.” His possessive look had me clenching my thighs and I shifted in my seat. He slowly got on and turned to me. “Where we headed?”

  “El Sereno.”

  “Make sure to grab on tight, beautiful.” I smiled and gladly wrapped my arms around him, my hands sliding beneath his jacket. I could feel his muscles bunch and tighten from my touch and I giggled to myself. My laughing cut off as he took off and my breasts were slammed against the warmth of his back. I swore in that second, this man was going to get me into so much trouble.

  Riding up to El Sereno neighborhood wasn’t the best of ideas. Shit, no neighborhood in East Los Angeles was safe from drug cartels and gangs. You would think La Cruz would have found a better hiding spot with all the money he supposedly had. It wasn’t the best of places to be in, but we had dressed the part and looked like we belonged there. To be honest, I was glad Gunner was with me. Places like this required backup. As we drove along the run-down streets, we spotted Rafael’s bike parked in a driveway.

  “There it is!” I signaled at Gunner.

  We parked the bike about a block away. I could feel Gunner’s back tense as he assessed the area. It was early, and most of the streets were empty. The gang members didn’t come out during the day, they were like fucking vampires, coming out at night to suck the life out of anything they touched. We made our way to the side of the house, crouching low so we wouldn’t be spotted.

  “You really think he’s here?” Gunner pressed his chest to my back, whispering in my ear. His hand was on my hips and I shook my head, astonished that even while in danger he still couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

  I gripped his hand and shoved it away. “He’s here. Now would you keep yourself focused.”

  “Oh I’m focused baby.” I looked back at him and he winked at me, smirking.

  I sighed and signaled for him to follow me as we made our way towards the back of the house. I could hear the voices coming from the kitchen area.

  “If La Cruz is as smart and vile as I think he is, he won’t get his hands dirty. He’ll want to take out two birds with one stone. Kill two gangs and an MC in just one shootout triggered by you. You’ll be fucking famous in the streets when you get of rid of Wolf Stone.”

  Gunner looked solemn, his frown deepening as he curled his lip back in a snarl. “Motherfuckers,” he whispered.

  I inched towards him and he ducked back down. “Who the fuck is that motherfucker with The Porcupine?”

  “His name is Andino, he’s La Cruz’s right-hand man. Does all his dirty work.”

  “I thought La Cruz was going to meet with Wolf. Is that the fucker meeting with my brothers?”

  I shook my head. “I think Rafael is. I think he’s just getting directives.”

  “To fuck up my boys?”

  I pressed a finger to his lips as the voices continued.

  “Just fucking do what I tell you. This is a huge shipment. Let Hellbound Lovers deal with it. If they get caught it’s on their heads. If not, then it’s the perfect opportunity for you to put a bullet in their head and dump them in the ocean.”

  “It’ll be my fucking pleasure boss. I want to take that motherfucker down.”

  “Just do it right this time. If not, you’ll be getting a bullet through your thick skull.”

  “Don’t worry boss, I got this?”

  “You better. This is your last chance, it’s your head on the line. Don’t-let La Cruz down.”

  We ducked down as Andino walked past the window. Gunner seethed as he stared down at the ground. The muscles on his neck strained and he looked like he wanted to rip someone’s head off. Suddenly he took out a Glock he had tucked against his back.

  “I’m finishing this now,” he growled.

  He went to get up but I pressed down on his shoulder
and cupped his cheek. “I’ve worked too fucking long on this for you to ruin it in two minutes. Our target is La Cruz, not the fucking Porcupine or Andino,” I whispered harshly.

  “They’re setting my brothers up!”

  “And you now know about it. So warn them. I didn’t go through all this hell just to shoot a piece of shit like The Porcupine in the head and then run away. These fuckers are going down. All of them!”

  Suddenly a door was slammed and a motorcycle engine roared to life.

  “Fuck!” We both exclaim as Rafael’s bike shot out.

  Gunner took off running and I was right on his heels. He started his bike just as I hopped on the back. He waited until my hands were gripping his waist then he jet out, grabbing onto my clasped hands as he maneuvered us through traffic, trying to stay away from Rafael, but close enough that he wouldn’t notice he was being followed. Either way, I had the GPS tracking system on him. If we lost him, it would be easy to find him.

  Suddenly he took off towards the docks and we trailed back, following his skid marks. He stopped near the bay and parked. Gunner slowed down the bike, and hid it behind the brick walls of the warehouses. We watched as Rafael made his way into a small jet ski, all the time looking around making sure no one had followed him. We watched as he took off and Gunner grabbed my hand as he ran to the railing. A large white sailboat stood about half a mile away, just floating in the ocean. Rafael made his way straight for it.

  “Motherfucker! Why the fuck didn’t we think of that!” he slammed his hand down on the metal railing, His eyes met mine and they looked ecstatic and amazed and then he smiled, grabbed me by the waste, hauled me against him and kissed the breath out of me.

  I staggered when he let me go and just stared at him as he grinned out at the ocean. “We got this motherfucker!”

  I didn’t want to rain on his parade but he needed to realize that it wasn’t as simple as finding him. We needed more than just finding him to put him behind bars.

  “Baby, we need proof.”

  “What?” He stared down at me and then frowned. “I know. I’m not stupid.”

  “So, why are you so happy?”

  He smiled. “Because he can’t get away, and I’m about to ruin his largest shipment yet.”

  I smiled up at him and he grabbed me again and kissed me. More like devoured my mouth. The salty wind swept around us and in the midst of all this chaos, I felt totally at peace in his arms.

  He slowed down the kiss, giving me a small peck and grazing his nose against mine. “Let’s go. I want to get you in my bed as soon as possible.”

  7

  GUNNER

  “So he’s on the fucking water?” Riggs shook his head in disbelief.

  “Motherfucker,” Cain whispered under his breath.

  “Why didn’t we think of that?” Riggs asked the room and they all shrugged or raised an eyebrow at him.

  “You tell us. You live on a fucking boathouse!” Cain raised an eyebrow, challenging his brother.

  “Whatever.” Riggs shrugged and the conversation kept rolling.

  “How are you doing, brother?” Wolf looked at me.

  “It is what it is. Fuckers got together, but Los Perdidos are on La Cruz’s shitlist. They’re gonna start a fucking war and they want us to get caught in the crossfire. We need to be careful.”

  A shot glass was placed in front of me and I looked up to see a new face. The kid nodded at me and went back to the bar.

  “Who the fuck is that?”

  “Rex, a new prospect. Good kid. He’s clean,” Cain answered.

  I nodded and took a swig of the amber liquid. “The Gremlins are planning a shitshow. They have Los Perdidos thinking their safe, when in truth, La Cruz wants them all dead. At least Chastity’s got The Porcupine wrapped around her little finger. Fucker can’t seem to keep his hands off her,” I gritted out taking another swig of my drink.

  “Careful Brother. Girls have a way of messing with your head. Believe me, I know,” Grayson shook his head and so did Wolf.

  “Hey! My head is where it needs to be. Focused on bringing down these sons of bitches.” I stared right at Grayson, “And you don’t need to worry about Chastity, she’s a good cop and has good instincts. I trust her.”

  “Good instincts? Sure. Why not? But they don’t compete with yours. Don’t let them cross those blurred lines, brother. Those are the instincts that will get you dead or keep you alive. Remember that.” Diesel stated.

  I frowned at him and gave out a small growl warning him to back off. He raised his hands and smirked. “Look man. All I’m saying is to keep focused. A beautiful woman is a distraction no matter how you look at it. I don’t want you getting a bullet in your head ‘cause you have it stuck somewhere it doesn’t belong. That’s all man.”

  I glared at Diesel and then took my focus and put it on the liquor in front of me. I downed the glass and let the burn slide down my throat. It felt good and it relaxed me. Being with my brothers always made me feel good. I didn’t have to constantly watch my back. I was surrounded by family. Which made no sense as to why I kept leaving them.

  “Wolf this is serious. La Cruz wants us dead. He wants you dead. The whole operation, you’re involvement, it’s a ruse to get you killed.”

  Wolf nodded. “I figured. We’ll be prepared.”

  “You’re still gonna go through with it?”

  Wolf looked up at me. “I have a family to look after. Shit, half of us do. These fuckers have to go down if I want to keep this family intact. Lowery is a piece of shit and the only help we’ve got is with that blonde bombshell you’re pining after. So do me a favor. Keep your dick in your pants and your mind on the mission. You haven’t failed me once, don’t start now for some pussy.”

  My jaw tensed and I glared back at him. He frowned and ducked his head. If anyone understood what I felt it was Wolf Stone. “Sorry, brother. You know what I mean. She’s beautiful and she may very well fucking be the one. If she is, I’m happy for you. But if she’s playing us, then she’ll grab you by the balls and squeeze until your dick falls off. And then you’ll know what real pain feels like. Understood.”

  “I trust her, which means you trust her.”

  Wolf nodded. “I hope, for your sake, you’re right.”

  He sighed and gratefully changed the subject. “So when is all this going down?”

  “Tomorrow night. They’ve got a shipment coming in from Colombia. They’re making the exchange at the docks at zero hundred hours.”

  Wolf nodded. “That’s when our shipment needs to get loaded.”

  “Cops shouldn’t show up, but if they do, their Lowery’s crooked dickheads. The Porcupine is setting up the gunfight so make sure you keep alert and your heads low. Chastity is finding a way for her friend, back at the precinct, to warn the Feds.”

  Wolf nodded. “So we’re just going to show up.”

  I shook my head. “The mission is to go by the way it was set up. I don’t like it,” I gritted out, “but it’s the only way to make sure shit goes down the way it’s supposed to.”

  “And where will you be?” Grayson asked me.

  I looked up at him and grinned. “Right by The Porcupine’s side. Ready to pull the trigger at his head if he dares to fuck with my brothers.”

  They all nodded and chuckled. “That’s our boy,” Wolf stated patting me on the back.

  8

  GUNNER

  It was two in the morning. Two in the fucking morning and I couldn’t get to sleep. Not because of my fucking nightmares either. I was losing sleep over a beautiful angel whose room was just above mine.

  Thoughts of Chastity kept making my cock throb. I kept tossing and turning in the hard-as-fuck cot they’d given me. I turned around on my belly and grimaced as the stale mildew stench that emanated from the pillow hit my nostrils. I’d slept in some pretty shitty places, hell I’ve slept in the fucking desert, and it was better than this shithole. Chastity had tried her best to make sure it was clean, but
there was no helping this place. I stared up at the ceiling and shot up straight when the sound of scurrying went across the floor right by my cot.

  I ripped the blankets off me and sat up. “Fuck this!”

  I was fucking anxious and my body craved hers in more ways than I wanted to admit. Getting up, I went to the door, creaking it open, trying to be as quiet as fucking possible. There wasn’t a sound in the whole goddamn place and I stealthily made my way up to the back staircase, up to the place where I wanted to be the most. There was no way I was letting another day from passing before I claimed what was mine.

  The wooden floorboards creaked and I cursed under my breath. I stood there for a long moment, waiting. Gratefully the fuckers who were guarding the place were outside and couldn’t hear shit of what happened in here. I heard boastful laughing and someone talking in Spanish and I quickly made my way up the staircase. I made a quick right, my eyes staying focused on Rafael Espino’s door. I heard women’s laughter coming from within his bedroom and I smiled. My girl knew exactly how to sidestep that motherfucker. I quickly made my way to her door, trying the doorknob and cursing when I found it locked. Reaching into my back pocket I took out my switch blade. Forcing it into the side of the lock, I pressed down on it frowning at how easily it clicked open.

  I opened the door gently and crept inside, making sure to lock it behind me. It was dark inside, the light of the half-moon my only source of light. I stood there for a moment, adjusting my eyes. I saw movement on the bed and my whole body focused on the feminine outline of the one woman I needed so very desperately. Coming over to the edge of the mattress I stared down at her. She’d kick the sheets off and her silky purple nightgown had risen up her white plush thighs. I groaned at the sight of her long legs and how the satin clung to her lush tits. Her blond hair spawned across the pillow and her sweet face looked serene as she dreamed. She looked like fucking Sleeping Beauty waiting for her prince, instead she got me, a fucked up nobody. A seriously obsessed ghost to her angel.