Blood's Angel (Wolfsbane Ridge MC Series Book 3)

by Marissa Ann

  When he finally makes it into the bathroom, all he sees is my back side as I step into the shower. Within a minute he is right behind me, his front touching my back as he wraps his arms around me.

  He gets a hand full of my body wash and begins to wash me all over very slowly. It is the greatest pleasure my body has ever felt. His work roughened hands on my soft belly as he moves slowly down to the junction between my legs, causing a shiver to run down my spine.

  His first touch to my clit has my body jolting forward as a sigh escapes my lips.

  “You are so beautiful to me.” he whispers as his thumb light strums on my clit for a few seconds then stopping as he turns me towards him as he goes down on his knees in front of me.

  He leans forward sucking my clit into his mouth. All I can do is moan as my head goes back against the shower wall. My knees start getting weak, not wanting to hold my body up as a tingling sensation begins to build deep within. I am so close and about to explode when he quickly pulls away.

  Standing up, he lifts me by my thighs with his arms, slowly sliding me back down onto his cock. We both sigh as he pulls me completely down onto him.

  “God, woman, I love the way you feel all wrapped around me.” He growls just before his mouth takes mine.

  While still kissing me deep, he begins lifting me up very slowly until only the tip of his cock is still inside and then slamming me down onto him going as deep as possible.

  “I need you to cum Angel, I won’t last much longer. You feel too fucking good.”

  It only takes a few more times until I am exploding around him. He picks up his pace as soon as I cum, slamming into me hard and fast until I feel him start to explode. He doesn’t pull out this time and I can feel the heat of his cum inside of me.

  I am on the pill so that isn’t too big of a problem. I do hope that one day; we might have a little one of our own. I love him; I have for quite a while. I only hope he loves me just as much as I already do him.

  Blood

  We get to the meeting spot a half hour early. Snake watched the feed on the surveillance cameras all afternoon to be sure no one came before we did to rig the place or to set us up. Far as he could see, no one has been here since the last time we used the place over a year ago.

  Right at 9pm, headlights turn into the long drive coming to a stop just behind our own vehicles. We were unable to ride our bikes as there is still way too much snow on the ground. So we brought the cages we all ride in during the winter months.

  A well dressed man in a suit steps out of the driver seat. He looks like a military man with the way his hair is cut and the way he carries himself.

  “Good evening gentlemen.” he murmurs in an accent that I can’t quite place.

  “I assume you are Baratta? I’m Timber and these are my club brothers, Blade, Wrench and Blood.” Timber introduces us as we all look each other over like we are assessing an enemy.

  “Mr. Marcus would like all of us to work together to find this Ray fellow. He would truly appreciate it if we could deliver him alive as he needs him to answer a few questions about Mr. Marcus’ son's activities while he has been out of the states. Will this be satisfactory to you or will we have a problem?” Baratta asks Timber directly as if to intimidate our president.

  “That is more than satisfactory as long as we can ensure the safety of Miranda Grayson.” Timber answers with a steely voice.

  “Ah, yes. The secretary. I assure you, Mr. Marcus has no designs at all against the poor woman. He is very upset that his son has caused so many problems where she is concerned. As well as all the other women.” Baratta answers as if he is bored.

  “I’m sure.” I growl out loud causing him to turn his cold and lifeless looking eyes my way.

  “Blood is it?” at the shake of the affirmative at his question, he continues. “While Mr. Marcus does not run business completely on the right side of the law, he is not into the selling and raping of women. He abhors such behavior.”

  “What does he plan to do to stop his son from continuing what he is doing?” Blade asks.

  “That will be between Mr. Marcus and his adopted son. The only reason I am meeting with you is because Mr. Marcus requested that I do so. To show good faith. Otherwise I would have come into your territory, extracted Ray Stein and disappeared without any of you being the wiser.” He speaks with so much confidence we are all sure he is speaking the truth. Not even the FBI has anything on this guy.

  “I assume that you already have a plan?” Timber asks.

  “Oh, I already have Ray Stein. I just need somewhere to store him and a place to sleep until Mr. Marcus gets here beginning of next week.” He answers without a care in the world as he checks his watch as if late to get somewhere else.

  “You already have him?” I ask, confused.

  “Yes. He’s in the trunk. Now, might I ask for a room to stay in while we await my boss’ arrival?”

  “We would have to ask that you not let on to any of the girls who you are exactly. Also that you behave yourself.”

  “You have my word as a gentleman.” He smiles as he answers.

  Driving back to the clubhouse I have to voice my opinion to Timber.

  “I don’t know about this Prez. Something tells me we are still in the dark. He isn’t telling us everything.”

  “I agree with Blood. Something is up.” Blade says from the front seat.

  “Guess we'll just have to let it all play out. All of us need to be very vigilant in keeping an eye on all the women. Don’t let any of them be alone. Keep a brother with them at all times.” Timber says as we pullback up to the clubhouse.

  Miranda

  I am already in the bed, propped up watching the T.V. when Blood comes back from wherever it was the guys went earlier. He wouldn’t tell me, just said it was club business. I have already been informed that club business means we women don’t need to know.

  “What are you watching Angel?” He asks as he bends down to kiss me on the head before pulling his clothes off to get in the bed next to me.

  “It’s a hallmark movie about a princess that is tired of being a princess. She just wants to be a normal person for a day so she switches places with another girl that looks like her.”

  “Let me guess, while in the other girls’ shoes, she finds her prince and falls in love?” He gets under the covers and pulls me into his arms.

  “Something like that.” I giggle at how accurate he really is about the movie.

  “I love to hear you laugh.” he whispers while looking directly into my eyes.

  “I know what I love.” I whisper back holding his eyes with my own.

  “I already know. You told me last night in your sleep.” He pulls my mouth to his, kissing me lightly. “And I love you my beautiful Angel.” he says against my lips before kissing me deeper.

  We fall asleep wrapped around each other while trying to finish the movie. My last thought before sleep claimed me was that nothing could ever make me as happy as he did tonight with his admission of love. Everything I have ever looked for in a man comes in a package covered in tattoos and wearing a leather vest.

  Life with this man will never be boring. He also brings with him even more family. The one thing I have always wanted ever since my family died. Yes I had my Uncle but I missed my parents and older brother more than anything in the world.

  I hope Blood wants a lot of kids. While we already have a large family when counting the club members, I want several little ones of our own.

  Falling asleep, I forgot all about letting Blood know that his sister called to say that she would be here tomorrow night and wanted to talk to him about something important.

  Chapter 9

  Blood

  The next day we all take turns spending time where the girls are hanging out. Mina being the only one to take notice and seem super suspicious although she never voiced it out loud.

  Growing up in the club life she already knows when to stay quiet. Baratta was introduced to th
e girls as a possible client for a custom build.

  What was truly surprising was that he had a vast knowledge about bikes and admitted that he owns a custom softail bike that he enjoys riding when his schedule permits it.

  Under any other circumstance, I could find him to be a guy I could easily get along with.

  Since we still had jobs that needed done out in the shop, Timber invited him out there to watch as we work. It would also help to know where he is at all times easing our worries for our women. Especially since we all have the feeling he is not being completely honest in some way.

  “Do you all get a lot of business for custom bikes way out here?” Baratta asks as he circles around the current bike I am working on.

  “We get quite a few from all over the world. We don’t maintain a website; most of our business comes in by word of mouth.” Timber answers as he walks up next to him.

  The phone starts to ring from the office so Timber excuses himself again to go answer it.

  “Busy man.” Baratta comments looking towards the office.

  “It’ll be spring soon which means the phone line will stay a lot busier as the days get warmer. More people will want to be on their bike than in a cage.” I tighten a bolt before standing back up.

  “A bike does make one feel more free.” he murmurs just as Timber comes back.

  “Damn that phone!”

  “Mina already told your ass that you needed to hire someone to answer the phone, take messages and all that shit.” I laugh at Timber’s disgruntled look.

  “I’ll get around to it. I just don’t think having a female in the shop all day would help some of our brothers get shit done!”

  “One of your women couldn’t do that for you?” As soon as Baratta asks the question, I know the perfect solution.

  “That is a perfect idea. Miranda might be interested in the job. She’ll want to go back to work soon.” I look at Timber to gauge his reaction.

  “Yeah, that would be perfect. I wouldn’t have to worry about the single brothers wanting to fuck off all day chasing tail unless they wanted you to kill them.” His eyes light up at the prospect as he thinks it over some more. “Hell yeah! Make sure and ask her. She can start as soon as she wants to. Let’s go have a few beers!”

  Miranda

  Most of the Saturday nights that I have been here, I stay in our room after eating dinner not wanting to be in the crowds that begin to trickle in. Some weekends have gotten pretty wild, at least from what I can hear over the T.V.

  However, tonight the girls have convinced me to hang out with them and so far I am having a lot of fun. It feels wonderful to laugh again. Surprisingly, even Uncle John is still here, laughing and joking with the guys.

  “Hey Blood! Your sister is here!” Fang yells from the bar at the same time a beautiful dark haired woman with tattoos up both arms stops next to our table.

  “I had to meet her over the fucking phone! Seriously Chris?” she crosses her arms over her chest as she glares at her brother.

  “Watch it half pint! And when the fuck did you talk to Miranda on the phone?” Blood asks as he looks at me then at his sister again.

  “It’s nice to officially meet you.” I say as I extend my hand in her direction. Instead of shaking my hand, she walks around to me and engulfs me into a hug.

  “Hopefully you can teach the big oaf some manners. He desperately needs some!” She sticks her tongue out at him until he grabs her for a hug as well.

  “What are you doing here anyway?” he asks now with concern.

  “I was hoping Timber might have an open cabin at Wolf’s Ridge.”

  “I think there’s one that just opened up yesterday. The girls were planning to clean it first of the week before renting it out again. How long are you staying?”

  “Indefinitely I hope. I packed up everything into a UHaul that is sitting out front. My lease was up on the building I was using for the shop and the owner was looking to sell the whole block to a developer.” she shrugs at the end of her explanation.

  “That sucks half pint but I think it will work out fairly well. The club may have the perfect spot for you in town if you are interested. We can go over the details with Timber tomorrow.”

  “Seriously? You have always been my favorite brother you know.” She smiles wide at him.

  “Hey. I’m your only brother.” he growls.

  “Psst. Minor details.” She rolls her eyes at him.

  “Half pint!” Timber’s voice booms as he walks up with the man introduced to us as Baratta.

  As Fiona turns in his direction, she goes eerily still as her eyes land on Baratta. I look at him just in time to see his eyes widen and his mouth lift in a tiny smirk. No one else seems to notice the tension between the two so I say nothing to Blood as Fiona finally relaxes and let’s Timber pick her up into a bear hug.

  “Why didn’t you let us know you were coming? We’ve missed you.” Timber says with all seriousness.

  “I’ve missed all of you too. But hopefully you’ll be seeing a whole lot more of me.”

  “Really? You finally leave that last asshat and decide to come back home?”

  “Yes. I did.” her look seems to change a little causing everyone at the table to look at her fully.

  “Did he do something the rest of us need to know about half pint?” Blood growls.

  “Nothing I couldn’t handle. I promise. I don’t want to talk about it. He’s gone and that’s that. Now, I am going to get a beer!” She spins on her high heeled boots and marches to the bar. Fang says something to her that causes her to throw her head back laughing.

  “I assume she is family?” Baratta asks in his thick accent.

  “Oh yeah, she’s Blood’s sister. She’s a tattoo artist. Has actually made a name for herself. They just did a huge interview with her for a magazine. We are all very proud of her.” Timber smiles in Fiona’s direction.

  Looking over at Blood I see that he is not smiling at all. In fact he is glaring at Baratta. Looks like he noticed something between them like I did.

  Blood

  The girls left this morning headed to town for more cleaning supplies to help Fiona get her cabin ready to move her stuff into it.

  Since Miranda went with them, I figure it’s the best time for me to make a visit to the back shed where Ray is being held. Timber made me promise to keep my temper in check and not kill the mother fucker since Marcus wants him alive for information to help him with his son.

  As we walk into the shed, I can see Ray hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. Some of the guys must have taken his shoes and he currently smells like piss.

  “I sprayed him down with soap and water but the mother fucker still stinks worse than horse shit!” Dane complains from the doorway while holding his nose.

  “We haven’t even done anything to your ass and you are already shitting yourself?” I ask as I get closer to him.

  I watch as he raises his head, smiling in my direction.

  “I’m not afraid of you bastards!” he spits in my direction almost getting his spittle on the toe of my boot.

  “Maybe you aren’t afraid of them. But you are afraid of me. No?” Baratta walks in, lighting up a cigarette.

  Ray’s eyes widen as he watches Baratta walk slowly closer.

  “Ghost.” Ray says barely above a whisper.

  “Please! You have to tell Mr. Marcus that Joey did all of this. I will help him with everything. I swear it. Just don’t kill me. Please!” he begs as he also begins to shake.

  “If my orders were to kill you, I’d have done so the other night when I took you from your flea ridden motel room.” Baratta murmurs with disgust. “As it stands, my boss would like to speak with you first. I really had rather just kill you. You’ve no idea what I think of a man that could do what you did to a woman.”

  “That fucking bitch should have died! I paid them bastards extra to torture her!” Ray’s face is covered with rage. “She’s the fucking reason I am in this mess!�
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  Before the last word is completely out of his mouth, my fists have already started swinging. I don’t stop until I feel my brothers arms wrapped around me, pulling me away as they say my name.

  Once they have me outside, they let me go as I scream out in my own rage.

  “That mother fucker expected, even wanted her to die! I want to see his fucking blood draining from his body!”

  “I will make certain you get that chance, once Mr. Marcus gets what he needs from him.” Baratta stands in front of me with a sinister look on his face. “As long as I get to watch.”

  His words plus the fact I can tell from the look in his eyes that he is serious, is what finally calms me down. I shake my head in the affirmative as Dane hands me a beer.

  Miranda

  The girls and I finished up our shopping trip and decided to go eat lunch at Bella’s Brew. Bella had called ahead to let her mom know we were coming by so that she could save a table for all of us. The lunch crowd is still out in full force so the place is packed.

  “Mom saved us the table in the back. You all go sit down and I’ll go get our food from the kitchen myself.”

  “Is she working any less now that she is pregnant plus having the little one?” Fiona asks.

  “Blade tries to get her to cut back on her hours and he has succeeded a little bit. But, you know Bella.” Mina shrugs.

  “Yeah. Blade might as well chain her to the bed I guess if he doesn’t want his child born on the floor in the back.” Fiona’s comment makes us all laugh at the thought.

  Bella comes back to the table with one of her waitress’s right behind her with our order.

  “So, Fiona, how do you know this Baratta guy?” Mina looks directly at her while taking a bite of her burger. Bella and I sit quietly waiting to see if she denies knowing him which she does.