CARSON_Satan’s Ravens MC

by Kathryn Thomas

  “You realize that I chose you over my family. I was told that they were going to kill you, and I escaped my home after knocking over my father and made sure you didn’t die. There will be hell to pay when I return… if I return, and that is going to happen whether we working things out with Argo or not.” She looked away, and it was then that Carson knew that there was more to this than he planned on. He was so busy trying to please Kelli and not have Argo be killed, he’d forgotten what she’d done in this mess.

  “Things are not the best right now, for either of us, but they can get better. You know your family loves you so you can’t be worried that you’re in grave danger,” he tried to gauge her response, but she looked so worried he wondered how it was in her family. “Do you think your father would kill you for saving me?”

  She looked over the balcony like she could find the answer to the question in the beautiful sunset in the horizon. “I’ve never done any of the things I did before I left. I was always the one who did what I was told, and I did it without fuss. My family knows that I don’t like violence, so the outburst when I physically came at him, I’m sure, was shocking. Not only did I save a man who was going to kill my cousin, but I also knocked my father down because I thought he was going to hit me. The thing I didn’t tell you is when my father got up off the floor, there were at least 5 men with guns pointed at me. Argo saved me that night so I could come and save you.”

  “Things happen when tensions rise in a situation, and I’m sure that your father just wants to know that you haven’t been abducted and are alive and well.” He pulled her hand into his and was shocked at how cold it was. Maybe her body was reacting to the story she was telling and the fear was causing physical changes, but he wasn’t going to let her deal with this herself. He made her stand up so he could sit back on the chair and then wrap her up in his embrace.

  The deep sigh was the only thing that let him know she appreciated what he’d done because she continued to look out into the distance. “I’d just like to make sure my cousin is not going to die because of any mark on his head and make sure you’re safe as well.”

  “Thanks for thinking of my well-being but I think you are the one I want to make sure is alright. Do you think your father would hurt you? I asked that before, but you didn’t give me a straight answer. If I need to make additional plans to get you away from here, I can do that too.” He turned her to face him so he could judge the truth in her answer. “Let me be clear. Your answer to that question is going to change the way this all plays out.”

  “I don’t think he would, but the last time I saw him, he didn’t look or act like the same man who used to bounce me on his knee and claim I was the most precious girl in the world. He looked at me like I was a class A bitch that needed taken down a peg or two.” She sounded so small, and he knew how it felt to have those that you thought should love and care for you do something so out of character it made you question every moment that had come before that. He didn’t like to see her so disillusioned.

  “Were you afraid of him?” He hoped that if she talked it out it would be a bit better for her, and she could make more sense of it in her head.

  “Not really. I just have never seen that look directed at me. He is good at letting you know if he’s happy, sad, proud or mad with just a look, and I know what most of his expressions mean. I’ve even seen the one he directed at me cover his face before, but when it’s aimed at you, it’s totally different. I was just freaked for a minute, but I don’t know how his reaction will be when we see each other again because this situation is new to me.”

  He was just going to have to understand that she didn’t have an answer to the question, but that put a new spin on this whole thing. Carson didn’t want to let Kelli be hurt over trying to save him but he didn’t know how to stop it. He had very little pull when it came to his own organization, but with the mob, he was lower than a nobody. Argo had better be working his magic on her behalf.

  “Why don’t you go in and figure out what we’re going to eat tonight?” He didn’t think the way the conversation was going was helping him or her so maybe they should just move on. He had to place a call to one of his boys with the Satan’s Ravens and find out what was happening over there.

  “That was a smooth way to change the subject,” she laughed as she lifted off of his lap. At least she looked like she was in better spirits and she’d grown warmer in his embrace, so he wasn’t worried she was going into shock or anything.

  “You know me… I’m as smooth as they come.” He loved watching her walk away from him; he could stare at her ass for hours. Well maybe he could do it if he could stop staring for a while and fuck her. The last time they’d had sex, it was a totally different experience for some reason. He didn’t know what it was, but it seemed like each and every time they came together for sex, it was more than just two bodies trying to feel good. That was the only way he knew to explain it because he was so out of his realm when it came to being with a woman more than a few times. He enjoyed her bouncing tits almost as much as he loved listening to her giggle, and when he slid into her soft, warm pussy it felt almost as good as the deep conversations she liked to start when they lay quiet in the dark. Nothing about this thing he had going on with her made any sense to him, but that didn’t make him want to stop. If anything, he wanted to get more into it to find out how deep the rabbit hole went and how he could keep it alive as long as possible.

  When she was gone and the door was closed, he took his phone out and called his friend The Pacemaker to see what was going on in that neck of the woods. He called the number and it picked up but there was no voice on the other end of the line. He was used to that, because that was how they all answered the phone.

  “Hey. Is this Carson’s Pizzeria? I’ll have 2 large pies.” This was the way they all replied when they were the one calling another. It may sound stupid, but that was how they knew who they were talking to. If the person on the other line said that this was the wrong number, they either couldn’t talk to you right then and they’d call you back or you really had the wrong number and you didn’t have to worry that you’d been made.

  “Carson? You sorry son of a bitch. Where the hell are you?” Pacemaker sounded a bit worried, and if nothing else that was scary. The man seemed to have no emotions beside angry and gruff, but here he was sprouting some new ones.

  “Trying to get a few things in order.” He wanted to know how much his friend had been able to find out, but he thought he needed to feel the other man out for a minute. He’d been away for a few weeks, and he hoped the man was still on his side. Loyalties changed so quickly now, and with him not being able to see what was going on, he was at a loss.

  “I heard. Sounds like you’re trying to keep your cock warm in that high class pussy you lucked into. Man, you always get all the good ones. I keep asking you to help me in that department.” There was a question tucked into the gruff and raunchy talk. This wasn’t about disrespect; the bikers were a tough group and their words could be as nasty as the missions they completed. It was a way of life for them, so Carson didn’t even bat an eyelash over the wordage.

  “You have to work on your demeanor if you want pussy to fall in your lap. There are women everywhere but you get overlooked because you’re just too mean looking. No one wants to deal with that crazy shit. Put a fucking smile on your face and try to look like you won’t kill them after they blow you, and you’ll see your luck change.” Carson laughed at his friend as they fell into the same conversation that they always seemed to fall into when they talked.

  “Yeah, yeah, that’s what you always say.” His voice trailed off, and Carson could hear voices in the background.

  “You never try my way, so if you have to pay for it or use the 5 knuckle shuffle. Whatever you decide to do is totally up to you.” Carson missed just shooting the shit with his brothers, but not as much as he was enjoying being with Kelli. Well if you could get rid of the whole ‘he may lose his life and the life
of the woman he was beginning to care too much about’ thing, he was practically in paradise.

  “There is a lot of talk about you here. The boys are getting antsy, and Beast is sending out Crowbar to do the job you seem to be taking your slow ass time to complete. I was going to call you, but your phone goes straight to voicemail so I figured you must have dumped it and the other number just rings and rings.”

  It sounded like Pacemaker was in a crowded place because the voices that he thought he’d heard before were louder and now there was accompanying music. That whole situation struck him as odd. The man liked solitude and quiet even though he did go out to be with his friends and talk to the ladies every once in a while, but he wouldn’t be talking to him if he was around other people or in a conversation prior to the call.

  “Where are you, bro?” Carson asked.

  “They are sending off Crowbar in style, and they took him out to Beverly’s for a dinner before we go out for drinks?”

  “Why so much fanfare? I didn’t get a fucking dinner before I left.” Oh, shit. Something was definitely up, and it wasn’t looking good for whatever plans he was trying to work out on this end.

  “Well that guy Dexter called back and doubled the fee to kill your mark and threw in a few perks for the business apparently. Beast is happier than a pig in shit about whatever is going on, but I think he wants to make sure this job goes as planned and quickly.”

  “Fuck!!!!” Carson stood up and walked over to the balcony. He knew it was going to be bad, but he hadn’t anticipated this. Not only was this was going to make his job harder, but it was going to be impossible to keep this thing quiet. Here he was thinking he was getting close to a resolution, and now he finds out that he somehow swung this the other way and now Argo’s death was a priority.

  “I know man. You need to get in there and finish this because it is going to look like hell if you have been out there playing titty winks with some girl while someone else has to come in and do your job.”

  “It’s tidily winks, Pace.” Why in the world was he making small talk about this when he was dealing with such heavy shit he didn’t know, but it did make him feel normal. Fucking with Pacemaker was one of his favorite things to do, and even though his scowling face and rough voice didn’t show it… that man loved it too.

  “I think it’s you playing with titties not tiddlies that’s making your crazy. You’ve got half the women in the metropolitan here asking for you and you’re keeping yourself tied up with just one set. Are you crazy? Do your job and save yourself. It sounds like you are on a sinking ship, and you need to pull the eject button.” The man wasn’t anyone’s fool, and he knew that the wisdom coming from his friend was well intended, but he didn’t know what he was going to do with this situation.

  “I hear you,” Carson responded.

  “I know you can hear me, but are you listening? There is a difference, and I’m hoping that you’re doing it and thinking with the brain that sits in your head and not your cock. That fucker has gotten you into trouble before, and damned if it doesn’t look like it’s rearing its ugly head again. Pussy is pussy.”

  “Says the man who hasn’t had any in so long he thinks his hand is his girlfriend,” Carson was trying to make light of the situation, but no one knew better than him how fucked up this could end up being.

  “Whatever man, do your job and come home. We’ll be waiting for you to return whether you fuck this up or not. You’ve got a family with us, and I don’t want you to forget it. Family forgives, but don’t make us have to.” Pacemaker had let all the jovial talk go for a minute, and he could tell that the man was being serious.

  “Is that you or Beast talking? I can’t imagine that he is going to be that understanding that I’ve fucked this up.”

  “You’d be surprised at what Beast is saying about you. I’d not tell you that because it was told to me in confidence, but I do know that you’d be welcomed home. So don’t worry about that,” Pacemaker explained. It sounded like the man had moved to a quieter place in the bar. “I’ve got to go. We’re on the move to the next place, but make sure you keep in mind what I said.”

  “Yeah, right.”

  “I mean it. Get rid of the girl, and get your ass back here safely.”

  “I hear you, and I’m working on it.” Carson wasn’t going to leave his girl out here in the wilderness not knowing what could happen to her, and he wasn’t going to bail on Argo either. He didn’t know that man, but he did say he wanted to make sure everything got cleared up. It had been too easy in the past to just let things go when they got too hard, but he was committed to sticking it out for the cause. Even though the cause was Kelli.

  The gruff grunt was Pacemaker’s classical goodbye as Carson didn’t think he’d ever heard a proper farewell from the man, but they knew where they stood, and he knew that the plan to kill Argo was escalating and he hoped it could be stopped.

  This thing was like a live being, and it was growing hungrier an uglier by the minute. His only hope was that it wouldn’t eat up everything in its path.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kelli had ordered dinner from a local Chinese restaurant and knew she’d bought more food than they needed, but since the cabin had a kitchen, they’d be able to keep the food cold until they wanted it again. It shouldn’t bother her that he was trying to get rid of her so that he could do something as she knew he was working on getting them out of this mess, but she wasn’t sure he could fix the chasm that she’d put between herself and her father. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it had been over 45 minutes since she’d left him on the balcony. and she wanted him to come and eat while the food was still hot. Plus waiting around for people to come to her felt too much like what she went through when she lived at home with her father. She’d known better than to rush into his office when he was doing business, and that intimidation is what she felt now as she waited or Carson.

  Just when she was getting up her nerve to go disturb Carson, he walked down the stairs looking fresh as a hot man ready to be fucked or in his case do the fucking. Maybe she would turn the table on him and blow his mind. The smirk that appeared on her face when she had that thought must have been seen by Carson.

  “What is that look on your face? It looks like you are planning dirty, wicked things. I hope they are for me.” He tried to pull her into his arms, but she moved away playfully as her thought up plan started to sound better and better to her.

  “Maybe I am, but first I want you to sit down and get comfortable.”

  He did as she said as he kept his eyes on her like she was going to do some kind of trick. In a way, maybe she was but he looked more than ready for whatever came his way. She had scooted his chair back before he came down and now as she watched him sit there, she decided that he should earn his meal.

  “I think I forgot to say that I want you to take off all your clothes before you have a seat.” She added looking at him and enjoying that he was being so hospitable with her wants and desires.

  He stood up and began undressing while never letting his gaze leave hers. She could feel the anticipation building up in her, but she knew she had to keep it together if she was going to do this right. His t shirt was up and off of his chest, and before she knew it, he’d thrown it to the ground. He was very coordinated as he took off his shoes at the same time he removed his shirt, and his pants and boxers landed on the floor in a heap.

  “That was fast. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you move with that speed. What? No strip show?” She loved to tease him because he was so calm under pressure. He seemed a bit off now. Whoever he kicked her out of the room to call must have been distracting, and she could only hope it was good news, but it didn’t seem like it.

  “You didn’t say you wanted a slow strip tease. I know you like to get your pussy fed fast and you like to come hard. I was only trying to be obliging, but I can always put them back on and try again.” He was lightening up so that was good.

  “No!” S
he hadn’t meant to yell but knowing him he was serious and would make her wait as he put his clothes back on and then killed her by taking them off slowly.

  The responding laugher made her want to show him how good fast furious sex could be, and she decided that this was the time she was going to make him a convert to the speedy sex where both parties got what they wanted in record time and then could move on to something else or another round. Carson had the lock on slow and sensual, and he gave her fast when she demanded it, but now he was going to be ridden like the sexy bronco he was, and she knew that he was going to love it.

  “Sit back down, cowboy.” She liked that he listened and didn’t ask any questions, and she also liked that his cock stood up at attention when she started taking off her clothes. Kelli didn’t whip them all off like Carson did, but she did remove them quickly. “Are you ready to go for a ride?”