Jameson: Mayhem Makers (Forsaken MC #1)

9. Jameson

I hated that Lucia was looking at me like I was some kind of monster to be feared.

Her body was tense as she narrowed her eyes at me. “So this was all just an act to kidnap me? The past two days didn’t mean anything to you?”

I felt like she punched me in the gut. “At first, yes. Then after spending time with you, I changed my mind.”

She barked a laugh, lifting her restraints. “Oh, yeah, looks like you really changed your mind.”

Anger filled me as I thought about what my brother had done. I balled my fists. “That was Raleigh,” I growled out.

She arched a brow as I continued, “We were arguing when you came out of the bedroom. Actually, we’d been arguing since the morning before because that’s when we were supposed to take you. But I’d changed my mind.”

“I don’t believe you,” she sneered.

I nodded, feeling dejected. “Well, I’m going to tell you the whole story anyway. You deserve to know.” I rubbed the back of my neck, then blew out a breath of frustration. “Raleigh decided to drug you both since I’d had a change of heart. So he put roofies in the mimosas.”

Her eyes widened. “Where is Elise? Is she okay?”

I nodded. “She’s at our clubhouse. When we initially planned this, we thought it would be best to keep you separated so you couldn’t devise an escape plan.”

“Why take her at all? She means nothing to my dad.”

“We didn’t want her going to the cops when you went missing,” I answered.

She nodded even though she was still frowning. “What happens now?”

“If I were sticking to the plan, we’d wait here until I get the call from my father that he negotiated your exchange.” I made eye contact with her and held her gaze. “But I’ve decided I don’t want to do that anymore.”

Lucia sat up, her brows raising. “What does that mean?”

I stood, and I hated that she scooted away from me when I approached her. “I’m going to let you go.”

She looked me up and down, eyes full of distrust. “Why?”

I sat down on the bed and sighed. “Because the past two days did mean something to me. You mean something to me.”

She chortled. “Yeah, right. That’s why you have me out here in the middle of nowhere, zip-tied in a bed.”

She had a right to be angry, but I was losing my patience. “Well, the alternative was letting my brother stay out here with you. I was lucky he didn’t tell our dad I’d changed my mind. Otherwise, one of them would be sitting here with you now.”

I took out my knife and extended my hand to her. She flinched, and I sighed again. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m just going to cut the zip ties so you can go.”

She hesitated but placed her restrained hands in mine after a few seconds. I carefully cut the zip tie around her wrists, then the one around her ankles. As soon as she was free, she sprang off the bed, pressing herself up against the wall farthest from me.

Rubbing her wrists, she looked at me warily. “So I’m free to go?”

She wasn’t running, which gave me hope. “Yeah. I really am sorry about all this. I was just trying to protect my family.”

She nodded, her hardened features relaxing some as understanding filled her deep brown eyes. “Well, I’m not going back to my father. I need to get to Elise and get the hell out of here. How long was I out?”

“Twelve hours,” I replied.

Her eyebrows flew up. “Twelve hours?” she screeched.

I wanted to laugh but held it back. “Yeah.”

“Shit,” she cursed. “You have to take me to Elise. My dad’s men could be here already.”

I stood, crossing my arms over my chest. “And how would we explain that to my dad?”

Her brows furrowed. “I don’t fucking care, that’s your problem!”

“Look, you’re lucky I’m letting you go,” I argued back, my patience gone. I pointed my finger at her. “The rest is on you.”

“I don’t even know where the hell I am, and I doubt you brought my car with you, so how am I supposed to do anything?”

“Not my problem,” I said, ready to get the fuck out of there. I stormed past her. “Good luck.”

She growled in frustration. “Ugh, I fucking hate you.”

I threw her the middle finger over my shoulder. “Join the fucking club.”

I was about to grab the doorknob when I heard several cars pull up. My blood ran cold. Could Miguel’s men really have found us that fast? We were out in the middle of the desert, and I made sure no on had followed me.

Lucia came after me, shouting, “You can’t just fucking le—”

“Shhh!” I held a hand up. “Someone’s here, and I don’t think they’re here for me.”

“Fuck,” she whispered. “What do we do?”

I glanced over my shoulder at her. The fear in her eyes made my chest tighten. “Go in the bedroom and lock the door. Don’t come out no matter what you hear, okay?”

Her eyes filled with tears as she nodded. “But what about you?”

The fact that she cared to ask made me feel better about the whole situation. I took out my two pistols from their holsters and held them up. “I’ll be fine. Now go.”

Lucia listened, going back into the bedroom. As I heard the lock click, the front door handle jiggled. “Just give us the girl, and we’ll let you live.”

Over my dead body. I clicked the safeties off both guns, flipped the dining table on its side for cover, then crouched behind it.

A few seconds later, the door went flying off the hinges, and two men entered. They weren’t Forsaken, so I shot them both several times before they fell to the ground. Three more entered, and I was able to take two of them down before one got me in the shoulder.

“Fuck!” I gritted out, quickly ducking down behind the table. Two more men followed, and we exchanged gunfire as the one who shot me tried to get into the bedroom.

I took the last two out as the other man got into the room. Lucia screamed, and I rushed into the room as he was cornering her.

I didn’t want to risk shooting her, so I charged, tackling him just as he turned around to shoot at me. We wrestled over the gun, and I was able to turn it on him before it went off.

“Oh my God, Jameson!” Lucia cried out.

“I’m okay,” I said, pushing myself up to my knees with my good arm.

She ran over to me, crying as she knelt beside me and threw her arms around my shoulders.

I hugged her with my uninjured arm, wincing from the throbbing pain in my shoulder. Pulling back, she kissed me. “You saved me.”

I searched her eyes, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “I wasn’t going to let them take you.”

She kissed me again, and I hissed when she put her hand on my shoulder. “Oh my God, you’re bleeding.”

“It’s nothing, I’ll be fine,” I replied.

Her eyes ran over my body. “Jameson, your leg is bleeding, too.”

I furrowed my brows, looking down at my legs. Sure enough, I had a gunshot wound near the hip of my left leg. Thank God it missed my femoral. “Huh. I can’t believe I didn’t feel that.”

“We have to get you to a hospital,” she said.

“No, no hospitals. We don’t do hospitals.”

“Okay, well, we have to do something,” she said, exasperated. “You’ve been shot. Twice.”

“Take my belt off and secure it around my leg above the wound.”

Lucia did as I said, then asked, “Now what?”

“We have a doctor. I just have to get to my dad,” I replied with a grunt of pain.

“Okay, I’ll take you there.”

I shook my head. “No. This is the perfect opportunity for you to leave. I’ll tell them your dad’s men took you and left me for dead. You can take one of their cars and get the hell out of here.”

“I doubt you can drive, Jameson.” Her eyes searched mine. “I’m not leaving you like this.”

My chest tightened, filling with warmth. I reached up and cupped her face, caressing her cheek with my thumb. “Fine. We’ll come up with a plan on the way.”

Lucia drove my Tahoe to the clubhouse, where my dad and Raleigh were waiting outside. They quickly came to the passenger side and helped me out. “How bad is it?” my dad asked.

Wincing as I stepped out, I replied, “I’m fine. Missed the major arteries.”

Lucia came around to meet us. “He’s lost a good amount of blood. Passed out for a couple of minutes on the way here.”

My dad nodded as he draped my uninjured arm around his shoulders. “Let’s get him inside. Our guy is waiting.”

Raleigh followed. “Why are you the one who always gets shot?” he teased.

“Shut up, Raleigh,” my dad snapped.

“Because I’m always taking the risk,” I replied, looking over my shoulder to make sure Lucia followed us.

She gave me a small smile, but I could tell she was worried.

I started to feel lightheaded again. “We’re not trading her, Dad. I’ll figure something else out.”

“We’ll talk about it once you’re patched up,” my dad responded, his brow furrowed.

I forced us to stop. “I’m serious, Dad. If anyone touches her, I will end them,” I said, fighting to stay awake. “Let her and her friend go. I wouldn’t have made it here without her.”

My dad nodded, glancing at Lucia. “Okay, son. They’re free to go.”

A smile curved my lips as I blacked out again.

When I woke up, I heard a heart monitor beeping. “Hey, you’re awake.”

I slowly opened my eyes to see Lucia sitting by my side. Then I noticed she was holding my hand. “Hey,” I rasped.

“You sound thirsty. Do you want some water?” she asked, letting go of my hand to grab the bottle of water on the cart.

I took a drink, then asked, “What are you still doing here?”

She chuckled. “Rude.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad you’re here, but I would’ve thought you’d be gone by now. My dad said you and Elise were free to go.”

She smiled warmly, taking my hand in both of hers. “I know. But I couldn’t leave without making sure you were okay.”

My stomach got all knotted up. “But why? I kidnapped you.”

She laughed again. She was so fucking gorgeous when she laughed. “That’s true, but you were going to let me go. And you killed seven men protecting me. I think that makes up for it.”

I grinned. “Well, I can do more if you need me to. Anything to keep you smiling.”

Another laugh. It was my lucky day. “You’re something else.” She leaned down and kissed me.

Definitely my lucky day.

“What about the road trip?” I asked.

“Oh, we’re still going to finish it. Raleigh took Elise to get my car and our stuff from the hotel. But I’m not leaving until you’ve recovered.”

My brows furrowed. “What about your dad? Won’t he keep sending men after you?”

She shrugged. “Your dad has a plan.”

That confused me even more. I wondered what he was thinking, especially since he was so adamant about me not fucking the kidnapping up.

Lucia looked around. “I can’t believe you have a whole medical setup in your clubhouse.”

I chuckled. “We get injured a lot. We usually go to the doctor’s clinic, but sometimes he comes here to fix us up. So it just made sense to have a room for him with everything he needs. We use it to patch each other up when we have small injuries too.”

She nodded. “How do you feel?”

“A little sore, but nothing I can’t handle. Been shot before, and I’ll probably be shot again.”

She shook her head with a laugh. “So no big deal, huh?”

“Nah,” I joked. “Should be good to go by tomorrow.”

A coy smile curved her pretty lips. “Good enough for some extracurricular activities?”

I arched a brow, my dick hardening at her innuendo. “Definitely. But you’ll have to be on top.”

Her cheeks flushed pink. “I’ve never been on top before. It might be disappointing for you.”

“There’s no way in hell that’s possible,” I said, reaching up to cup her cheek. “That pussy is perfect.”

Lucia shushed me, looking over both shoulders. “Someone could hear you,” she whispered with a giggle.

I smirked. “I don’t care. Everyone around here needs to know that pussy’s mine.”

She fought a smile but failed. “So it wasn’t just an act?”

Her smile fell as I searched her eyes. “No. Once I met you, everything changed. You made me feel things in the past couple of days that I’ve never felt with anyone.”

She bit down on her bottom lip, nodding. “I feel the same. Is that crazy?”

I chuckled. “Maybe. But I’ll be crazy if that means I can have you.”

Lucia kissed me again. “You know I’m moving to Seattle, right? Elise and I have an apartment there already.”

My stomach sank, but I tried not to let my disappointment show. “We can figure it out. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.”

She smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Yeah. Anything’s possible, right?”

The next day, the doctor cleared me to go home with orders to take it easy.

I had other things in mind.

Before I left, I stopped by my dad’s office to see him. I’d been curious about his plan now that we weren’t using Lucia as collateral anymore.

I knocked on the open door. “Hey.”

My dad stood from his chair. “Hey. How’re you feeling?”

I held up my hand when he started to approach me. “I’m fine, Pops. I don’t need help.”

I leaned against the doorframe for support. “Lucia said you had a plan for dealing with her dad.”

He sat back down, returning his attention to the papers on his desk. “Yeah. I called Lee and worked out a deal.”

“For the fentanyl?”

He nodded. “But I told him he has to take care of our cartel problem if he wants us to sell for him. He agreed.”

My brows pulled together. “What do you think he’s going to do?”

My dad shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t care. As long as it gets taken care of.”

I chuckled. “Not our problem anymore, huh?”

“Damn straight. Those cunts have caused us enough problems. If I thought killing them all again would do us any good, I would. Especially since they shot you.”

“Yeah. But they would all just get replaced by someone else and come back after us.”

“Exactly. So we’ll see if the Yakuza will really be able to do something. If not, we’ll have to come up with another plan.”

It was an annoying fucking cycle, but I was glad Lucia was out of it. “Thanks for letting Lucia and her friend go.”

He looked up at me. “She saved your life, son. It’s the least I can do. You probably would’ve bled out if she hadn’t brought you to us.”

A small smile curved my lips. “Yeah. She had every right to leave me there.”

“Well, I’m glad she didn’t.”

“Me, too.”

Lucia was waiting for me at my Tahoe when I finished talking to my dad. “Ready to go?”

I smirked as I thought about what we’d be doing when we reached our destination. “Hell yeah.”

When we got to my house, I led Lucia up the stairs to my room. No one was home, and I’d made sure that Raleigh knew to stay the fuck away for the night. Elise was apparently getting supplies and running errands before the next part of their road trip so she was occupied, also.

As soon as we got in my room, I kicked off my boots. “I need you naked. Now.”

Her face flushed as she stripped off her shirt, then her shorts. Once she was in her underwear, she helped me get my clothes off, then backed me up to my bed.

I sat down, then she took off her bra and panties before kneeling between my legs. “I’ve never done this before. I’ve read about it a lot, but never actually done it.”

That was a little surprising. “Well, I’m glad to be your first.”

She licked her lips before taking my dick in her mouth, gagging on it when she went down.

“Fuck,” I groaned as she bobbed on my dick.

Lucia swirled her tongue around the tip. “I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste it.”

I groaned again. She was going to be the death of me.

Taking me back in her mouth again, she wrapped her hand around what she couldn’t fit. Squeezing tightly, she started stroking me in rhythm with the bobs of her mouth.

“Yes,” I hissed, already feeling my release building.

I leaned my head back, focusing on the sensations of Lucia’s mouth and hand on my cock.

“Suck on the head,” I instructed. “Like a lollipop.”

She did as I requested, sucking hard on the head. “Good girl. Keep doing that.”

Lucia continued stroking the base of my cock as she sucked the head, stopping periodically to tease the tip with her tongue. Then she would take as much of me as she could and gag herself before going back up and sucking me again.

I was loving every fucking minute of it.

Lucia increased the pace of her strokes, sucking me harder, and after a few seconds, I warned, “I’m about to come.”

She continued, moaning on my cock. And that sent me over the edge, spilling my cum into her mouth.

Making eye contact with me, she pulled back off my cock and swallowed, then licked her lips.

It was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

“Fuck me. Now,” I growled, scooting back onto the bed.

She didn’t hesitate as she crawled on top of me. She positioned my cock at her entrance, then slowly eased herself down on it, making us both groan in pleasure.

“Is this okay? Are you hurting?” she asked.

I shook my head. “I’m good. Better than good.”

Lucia started to ride me, and I pulled her down to kiss her. Holding her by her hips, I pressed myself up into her as deep as I could.

She moaned in my mouth, increasing her pace as she found her rhythm. Tearing her lips from mine, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes as she rocked her hips.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she moaned again. She was so fucking hot, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do when she left.

“Are you going to come all over my cock, baby?” I asked, running my hand up her stomach to her tits.

Nodding, she moaned, “Yes.”

I propped myself up even though it hurt my shoulder. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked, making her gasp. I did the same with the other, then teased the nipple with my tongue.

“I feel it,” Lucia whimpered. “Oh God, it feels so good.”

I continued playing with her nipples, nipping and flicking them with my tongue and teeth. Lucia grabbed my forearms, digging her nails into my skin as her pace increased.

After a few seconds, she cried out, stilling as her orgasm hit her. The feel of her pulsing on my cock made me come also, and I scrambled to get her off me before I came inside her.

She collapsed on the bed next to me, heaving for breath. “We forgot a condom. Again.”

I chuckled. “Yeah. It’s easy to get caught up in the moment. But I’ve pulled out every time.”

I think.

We’d fucked so many times in the hotel room that it was hard to remember if I pulled out every time. And we only used a condom the first time.

I shouldn’t have been so reckless, but I couldn’t control myself with Lucia. She just did something to me that I couldn’t explain.

Lucia spent the night with me, and we alternated between sleeping and fucking until around noon the next day.

The day I was dreading.

I walked Lucia to the door. Elise was waiting in their SUV in the driveway. “Where are you off to now?”

A teasing smile curved her lips. “I thought you knew?”

I shrugged. “I didn’t really pay much attention to where you were going after Vegas.”

“I still can’t believe you kidnapped me,” she teased, a playful look in her eyes.

“I still can’t believe you stayed after I let you go,” I fired back.

“I guess we’re just two crazy peas in a pod,” she replied with a giggle.

I cupped her cheek. “I’m going to miss you.”

Her smile fell, and she swallowed deeply. “I’m going to miss you, too.”

I wasn’t sure what was in store for us, but we had exchanged numbers to keep in touch. “Maybe we can meet halfway on the weekends or something,” I suggested.

“I looked at how far you are from me. Nine hours is halfway,” she commented. “That’s a long drive.”

I nodded. “It is.”

“I’ll consider it as long as you promise to bring your bike. I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before.”

I chuckled. “Deal. We can always take turns flying too. It can’t be more than a three-hour flight.”

“That sounds way better than driving nine hours.”

I chuckled. “Whatever you want to do, I’ll do.”

A small smile curved her lips, then she sighed, searching my eyes. “I’ll see you later?”

“Definitely,” I replied.

Her eyes started to get glassy, and my chest tightened. I didn’t want her to go, but I wouldn’t keep her from her dreams.

I wasn’t going to tie her down when she just found freedom.

Instead of saying goodbye, I kissed her long and hard. I parted her lips with my tongue, wanting to commit her taste to memory. We talked about seeing each other again, but that wasn’t guaranteed.

When we broke apart, we were both panting for breath. I pressed my forehead against hers and said, “Let me know when you get there.”

She nodded. “I will.”

I pulled back and kissed her forehead. “Be safe.”

She wiped some tears from her cheeks as she walked out the door. I didn’t want to, but I forced myself to watch Elise drive her away.

And it was the hardest thing I’d ever done.