by C. M. Steele
She narrowed her eyes as she looped the hair tie on the bottom of her braid. "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Us kissing is always a good idea."
"No, because it's going to lead to your dick in me when you should be resting."
"I need exercise as well as rest. Maybe you can ride me, and I'll let you do all the work."
"That could work," she moaned as I sucked on her breasts. I loved the way she melted for me. This woman was everything a woman could be: smart, loving, beautiful, and she's all mine.
Grace reached between us, pulled my cock free from my shorts, and slid down my shaft.
"God, woman. You're perfect."
"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself, my sexy man."
"Are you going to come for me, Grace? Are you going to wrap those tight walls around my cock, milking my seed into you?"
"You know I am. Fuck." She grabbed the back of my head and bounced up and down, clenching and relaxing with every full pass. I could feel her pussy getting ready to come all over me.
Shit. We were going to be late.
Chapter 13
Ghost
Since we were the last two to arrive, everyone was waiting in the room for us. I sent Grace into the room with the other ladies to hang out and be protected. “Protect her as if your life depends on it—because it does,” I warned the prospects watching the door.
Turning to her, I growled, “Lips,” tapping mine. She reached up and pressed her lips to mine for a quick peck, and then I was off to meet the guys for Church.
Stepping into the room, I was greeted with a round of applause.
“About damn time,” Law said, teasing while he reached out to hand me a beer.
Beast grabbed the bottle and asked, “Wait. Are you on some strong meds?”
“No, just some over-the-counter bullshit.” He let it go and smiled. “Good. Can’t have something happening to you after all you’ve been through.”
“What happened to you, and whose head needs to be removed from their body?” Cowboy asked as we all sat around the long table in Church. All of our women were being watched in the other room by the prospects while we discussed the matter. None of us felt safe leaving them at home.
“I was forced to do an undercover assignment to infiltrate the Villanueva Cartel out of McAllen. I managed to work my way in there, but it was too damn easy. I thought it was because Mac vouched for me, but he was the one who blew my cover. From the start, they knew who I was and strung me along to get the ATF off of them. Just as I rounded up enough evidence to nail them to the fucking wall, I was struck from behind and then beaten before they tossed me into the ocean.”
“Fucking bastards. We’ll return the favor.” Blade rubbed his hands together, eager for retribution like the rest of us.
“That’s the thing. I wonder if it was just Mac who flipped, or was he just the tip of the iceberg?”
“You think the agency set you up?”
“I don’t know. I don’t want to believe it. For now I want my revenge on the cartel, but even if they wanted me back, I’m done with the agency. First, though, how secure and ready for war are we?”
“We have a new arsenal. The news of your death amplified our need to be prepared for the war we were going to be entering. With the cartels knocking on Steeleville’s door, we had to be prepared.”
“Good. I want to wait another week before I make contact with my CO. Cyber, can you dig into the records of the agents in my headquarters?”
“All of them?”
“Yes.”
“Sure thing.”
“I want to know if someone has earned private income by making back-alley deals with the devils.”
“Got it. Although, I don’t think you should move until it’s complete. I don’t want anyone to run before we can find them. We don’t know who’s involved.”
Everyone around the room nodded in unison. “That’s right. I need recon on the cartel. We will take out their guys that attacked you one by one,” Boomer added. Most of us could kill without flinching. I’d had enough of playing on the right side of the law. We needed to act accordingly to protect our families and Steeleville.
“Hey, Rico. If you want to join our police department here, I could use another deputy,” Law said. I smirked, needing to tell him that my past was left back in the ocean. I was a different man and needed a whole new name.
“It’s actually Ghost now, and that sounds like a great fucking idea.” I’d rather work here than with people I couldn’t trust.
“And your woman could work at the clinic until the hospital’s built. We’re in the middle of the planning stage,” Doc said. He would love having a qualified doctor on his team, and she was more than qualified.
“That’s fucking incredible. I’m sure she’d love it.” She revealed that she wasn’t too fond of the ER anymore, so perhaps the clinic would make her happier.
“Good. Now, if you all wouldn’t mind, I have to take my very pregnant wife home,” Boomer interjected.
“Great. Thanks, brothers. I couldn’t do this on my own.”
“And you’ll never have to. We’re so fucking happy that you’re back from the dead,” Beast said, wrapping me up in another hug.
“Amen to that,” Cowboy cheered. Everyone clinked their beer bottles before finishing them. Boomer left first to be with Crystal, who was on the verge of popping out their baby any minute now—or at least it looked that way.
When I stepped out of the room, Grace’s eyes were anxiously waiting to meet mine.
She stood up with a smile. I pulled her to my side and waved to everyone before leading her to my truck. “How did it go? You get along with the ladies?” I asked as we pulled out of the lot.
“Yep. We’re going to hang out as soon as we get a chance.” I loved that they welcomed her, although I’d had no doubt they would. The ladies were pretty damn amazing and wouldn’t let Grace feel uncomfortable.
I squeezed her hand in mine. “Next time the guys get together, okay?”
“Sure. Are you ready to go home?” she asked with a knowing wink.
“Yes, baby,” I growled. My dick swelled painfully. Thank fuck we lived close.
The second the door opened, I carried her to the sofa. "You're not supposed to be lifting me," she complained only long enough for my lips to reach her pulse.
"I'm fine. You're light as hell." My body would be screaming in the morning, but I refused to hold back my passion for her. We fell onto the cushions, my mouth latching onto hers, taking her moans as my hand worked along her thigh, sliding up her smooth skin. I loved the shorts, but they were in my way. Unbuttoning the front, I slid them down her body. Slowly, I splayed my fingers over her legs, kissing my way back to my favorite treasure. "It's been hours since I've been in you, and I feel like a man starving."
"Feast away," she said, her voice shaking with need and anticipation. My thumbs rubbed her slit through her cotton barrier. Her pale pink panties were soaked with her heated desire. She reached down and hooked her fingers into the waistband and worked them over her legs. Our faces met midway and I had to have her mouth, kissing her with urgency. I pulled back first, nudging her, sending her backward onto the throw pillows. "I need my treat first."
Lowering myself, I pushed her thighs apart with my shoulders and then took what was mine, sucking on her clit between swipes of my tongue through her cunt. Eating her pussy drove me fucking insane. I forgot about everything but the sounds of her cries, telling me how she liked it. As she creamed all over my face, she tugged on my head. I bit back the urge to grunt in pain, but she must have remembered and let go. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't apologize, baby. Use me."
Freeing myself from my pants, I stroked my cock, trying to stave off nutting too soon. She turned me into a teenage boy with just a kiss. The woman was meant for me in every single way. I moved up her body, lining my dick up with her entrance, rolling my hips forward until we were one. Bending at my elbows, I support
ed my weight as I drove into her. Thinking of ways to keep from coming, I tried to hold back, but then she wrapped her legs around me, hooking her feet around my calves, and I lost it. "Fuck, I'm coming."
Suddenly, her walls fluttered, gripped, and dragged every drop of come from me as she gave in to her own orgasm. Thank goodness for that.
Sweat dripped off us as we lay on the sofa. I needed to get her into bed.
"I have to pee," she grunts out from under me. I pulled out of her with a mournful grunt, and she hurried from the sofa. Tucking myself back into my pants, I headed into the other restroom to wash up. Once I finished, I entered the bedroom and she was in the shower.
I looked on the nightstand and there was a bottle of water and meds with a note reading "take me before bed." Thank God my doctor made house calls.
I took them, knowing that I'd be in pain if I didn't. I wasn't taking a full dose because I needed to be coherent as much as possible. Tomorrow, I wanted to start training my muscles again so that I could protect my woman and our unborn child. We'd been having sex for two days without protection, and there was a good chance we’d made the next generation of Martinez kids.
I passed out before she climbed into bed, but I still wrapped my arms around her when she did lay down.
Chapter 14
Ghost
A week passed and it was time to make my presence known, but there were key factors that needed to be thoroughly investigated before I could pounce, and I was more than ready.
My phone rang on the coffee table as Grace and I lounged about. “Ghost, I need to have a word with you. I can pop over in twenty minutes if that works for you.”
“Sure, Cyber. Did you find anything?”
“Yes, but I need to show you rather than explain it over the phone.”
An hour later and Cyber had given me all the information I needed, but first, I had a couple of bodies to drop before I let my boss know I was still kicking. Vengeance danced in my mind over and over as I pictured returning the favor to my enemies.
I dropped my head back after popping more painkillers. My body ached every day, but it would get better in time. Granted, time wasn’t on my side. I had a mission that needed to be accomplished before it was too late. The sooner we disposed of these assholes, the sooner we’d save some other lives.
Grace’s family’s fate wasn’t an uncommon story—a good, hardworking family hit by the drug epidemic that riddled the United States. Drug cartels, politicians, and their minions didn’t care who they destroyed as long as they got rich and powerful off of it. I wasn’t just doing this for my own revenge. This was for all the lives that had been irrevocably torn apart.
By six o’clock, I’d said goodbye to my woman, leaving her in the care of Doc and Jackson as well as the rest of the prospects, while Boomer, Cowboy, Law, Blade, Boss, and I went to go have some fun.
In the middle of the night, six of us arrived at the usual spot where I knew a delivery would be made like fucking clockwork along the border. They lied to me about some shit, but not about everything.
Violent rage boiled in me when I spotted two of the fuckers who helped kill me. I wanted their heads, killing them slowly, but the likelihood of that happening was zero to none. No one was getting out of here alive. We couldn’t risk the chance that they could get away.
Every single bastard in that group deserved their deaths, and we would deliver it, faster and smarter than they had been with me. Blade and Cowboy hid behind a large rock while Boomer set up the explosives for the right moment.
As soon as the plane landed with the new shipment of drugs, it was our time to strike.
They unloaded, and then we saw three women included in the drug shipment. Fury and anger rushed through all of us.
“This just became a rescue mission as well,” I told Boomer.
He nodded. “Damn right.” He gave the signal, and on cue he detonated the bombs in the right spots. Every one one of us was an expert marksman. We wouldn’t miss our targets. The women screamed and ducked down, which was the best move for them just in case those pussies didn’t have as good an aim as us.
The Riders opened fire on all of the gunners. Bullets flew, hitting their bodies quickly. Neither side knew who started, but they ended up opening fire on each other. As we dropped the last fucker, I walked over to Ernesto, who was on his back, not dead but almost there, and I smiled.
He blanched, blood draining from his face as he saw the devil looking back at him.
“Rico?” he gasped.
“Looks like you’ve seen a ghost.” Grinning from ear to ear, I popped him between the eyes, and we all went to work to clean up the mess, sending the blindfolded women into our vehicles while loading the bodies onto the plane.
“Pick me up at the border in six hours,” Blade said, boarding the jet.
We waited until he took off before jumping into the vehicles. When I turned to the girls, I realized they were just girls. Shit. They couldn't have been more than eighteen, if that.
"Please don't kill us," one blonde begged, tears streaming down her face. Fuck, all of them were full of tears. Well, the auburn-haired one appeared to be holding back from letting them fall. They were covered in dirt, their clothes torn and minimal.
"Stories, now," Boomer commanded, attempting to get their attention. "Speak, or we'll drop you off on the side of the road."
The one with the auburn hair spoke first, clearing her dry throat. I pulled out a bottle of water and gave it to her. She took a sip and then shared it with the other two, who had to be twins or close in age. "Shayla and Kayla are twins, and I'm Lena. We're seventeen. We were taken from our foster homes and sold to those men. Thank you for killing them."
"Do you have a place you'd like to go? If you come with us, your secrecy is what we ask. Nothing else. We'll help get you the help and guidance you need."
"You're not going to rape us, are you?"
The repulsion that went through me was unexplainable, and I was certain the guys were trying to hold back their own disgust. "God, no. Why do you think we put bullets in their heads?"
"Please help us. We have nowhere else to go."
"We will. Now, are you girls hungry?"
The answer came from the grumbling of Shayla's stomach. "I guess we have our answers. Here are some snacks. We'll stop and pick up some food when we get closer to our meeting location."
They ate without an ounce of grace. It told us all we needed to know. They'd been starved and beaten. Grace was going to have to check them out when we returned.
Boomer and I shared a look between us. This was terrible. Beast would be our guy to discuss the legal aspect and Cyber could dig into their pasts, finding the shit heads that sold them.
After feeding the girls outside San Antonio, we continued onto Steeleville. Blade had been already scooped up by Law and Boss, making their way the long way around from the west side of Texas.
“Sweetheart, I’ll be there soon. How are you?” I missed her, but I had business to handle, and that included nailing a bunch of bastards to the wall instead of taking her against the nearest surface. When we got home, she was going to get a thorough dicking.
“We’re good. Cyber watched us like a good boy last night, but he passed out this morning. He’s adorable. We need to find him a girl,” she sighed. I loved her sweetness. Crystal and Grace were staying at Doc’s house with plenty of protection.
“Speaking of girls, the drugs weren’t the only things in the shipment.” I cringed when I thought about her reaction.
“Oh, no. Please tell me you didn’t let them be taken.”
“They are with us. We’ll need them to be looked over.”
“Okay. When are you coming home?” The pleading in her voice made my heart melt. The woman loved me the way I loved her. Now, I needed her pregnant and married to me like fucking yesterday. Once I returned from the dead, Grace would be my wife.
“I’ll be there in two hours,” I promised her.
“Good
. Doc is taking me to start at the clinic this morning, so bring them in.”
“Fantastic. Thank you, my angel.”
“Be careful. I miss you.” My heart thumped unsteadily hearing how much she missed me. I loved her beyond reason. I only had to prove worthy of her. Hell, I think that would take a lifetime.
“Take care of my treasure. I’ll be there soon.” I ended the call and caught the girls’ reactions in the rearview mirror. A look of shock covered them, but I ignored them and said that they would be examined by a female doctor.
Chapter 15
Grace
Hearing Ricardo’s voice calmed my entire being. The worry that he could be taken from me was all that occupied my mind throughout the night. I hadn’t slept most of the night. Once I had passed out from exhaustion, a horrible nightmare of him being taken away from me sent me jumping out of bed, covered in sweat.
I stayed at his home with Sophia while we waited for them to return. “Are you ready for your first real day at the clinic?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I yawned, causing Doc to chuckle.
“Yeah, sounds like it. I know you’ll do fine, even if you’re tired. Just hide your yawns from the patients.” He winked and poured coffee for us. Sophia walked in the room in just a tee shirt, which I assumed was Doc’s.
“Sophia,” he growled.
“What?” Did she just purr? He walked around the island and quickly flipped her into his arms and carried her back to their bedroom. I giggled, thinking every single one of these Rider men were possessive and nuts about their women.
A half hour later, we were both walking out to his vehicle. Sophia would be meeting with her sister today while Doc was training me and giving me the rundown of the clinic’s operations.
“Did you get the message about the girls they’re bringing with?” I asked Doc as we drove to the clinic.
“Yes. I’d prefer if they met with you. This is going to be a hard moment for them, especially with everything they’ve been through and what they witnessed last night.”
