Shadow and Skulls (Rebel Skull MC Series Book 6)

26. Chapter Twenty-Six

Lexi looks at me nervously as we climb out of her pool. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she asks.

I hug her arm. “Yes, it’s meant to be. I can’t believe they even agreed to come over after what they did to you. They weren’t even worried you’d be upset with them.”

“It’s because I’m easy, Kelsie. You can say it.”

I yank on her arm, pulling her to a stop. “Don’t say that.”

She hangs her head, her wet hair falling over her bruised face. “But it’s true.”

The doorbell rings, making us both jump and ending our conversation. I run my hand down the back of her hair, not sure if I’m trying to comfort her or myself.

“The guys are outside. Ash has eyes on us right now. We’re safe, okay?”

A little red dot flits over my chest before disappearing.

Lexi looks at me. “He’s just letting you know he’s here,” I assure her.

She takes a deep breath and then goes to answer the door. I know she doesn’t trust the club like I do. This must be hard for her.

I’m a little nervous myself. I’ve never thought I was a good actress, but when Matt and Jason walk into Lexi’s living room, I realize I won’t have to act. Fear creeps up my spine. I drop to the couch and pull my towel over my bare stomach.

“What do we have here?” Matt asks, his eyes roaming over me slowly.

Jason sits down, running his hand through his hair. He’s not as happy to see me as his friend is.

“Well,” Lexi says, plopping down on the sofa beside me. “I know how you guys have always wanted to see two girls together, and tomorrow is your birthday, isn’t it?” she asks Matt.

He laughs, grabbing a handful of MMs from the coffee table before joining us.

“I’ve got to go,” I say, attempting to rise from the couch. Lexi grabs me around the waist and pulls me against her, our wet bodies slapping together.

Matt’s eyes dilate. He likes that she’s being rough with me. My heart begins to race. This isn’t the same Lexi who was crying in my bed last week. She’s a much better actress than me.

Her hands roam over my stomach, her fingers dancing lightly over my slightly damp skin.

“Lexi, I really need to go home.”

Jason laughs harshly. “Do you really think Kelsie is going to go for this?” he asks Lexi, pointing at me.

“Well, maybe you guys should go first. Put her at ease.”

She rests her chin on my shoulder, her gaze bouncing between the two of them. I try to pull away again, but she wraps her arm around me like a vice.

“Oh, come on. I can’t be the only one who’s brave enough to try something new.”

She reaches behind her and pulls out a tube of lube. Her chin continues to rest on my shoulder as she dumps a big glob of it into her hand.

“Please stop,” I tell her as she drops her sticky hand over my stomach, teasing the edge of my bikini. I struggle against her.

She laughs, reaching behind her again for the bottle. She tosses it to Matt. “Why don’t you two touch each other? Show her it’s no big deal.”

“Fuck that. I’m out.”

Jason stands, but Matt grabs his arm and pulls him back down to the couch. He shoves his swimming trunks down to his ankles. Matt is clearly not ashamed of his body.

“Quit being a pussy. Don’t you want to watch these two get off? And after that, you’ll let us join in the fun, won’t you girls?”

Lexi laughs. “Duh. I’m not really into girls. I’m only doing this for the two of you. I better get some dick today.”

I look at Jason. He looks about as sick as I do. His friend grabs his hand, flipping it palm up.

“Come on. We aren’t passing this up.”

Matt squirts the lube in his hand before filling his own, and then before Jason knows what’s happening, Matt has his hand shoved down Jason’s pants. He tries to slide away, but it’s too late. Matt has his hand wrapped around his cock.

“Come on, dude. My dick isn’t going to bite you.” He nods at Lexi. “Rub your hand over her pussy.”

A whimper escapes me as Lexi slowly slides her hand into my bikini. She’s trying her hardest not to touch me. Jason watches for a few seconds before suddenly reaching over and grabbing Matt’s dick aggressively, clearly uncomfortable with the idea.

Matt hisses. “Jesus, dude. Careful.”

Both Lexi and I freeze. When Matt goes to slide his hand up Jason’s cock, a confused look crosses his face.

“What the fuck?” he breathes out.

Lexi pulls her hand from my bikini, sobbing out loud as she rushes from the room.

I sit up straight as the two of them try to remove their hands from each other’s penises. A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as they start cursing.

“You fucking bitch. Get back here!” Matt yells over Jason’s head.

When I stand, Matt lunges for me with his free hand. A red dot immediately lights over his heart.

“Fuck, dude. Stop. They got their sniper on you,” Jason says, holding Matt back.

The door opens, and my dad steps inside the room. He comes to stand by me.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

“I think they used super glue instead of lube.” I pull my t-shirt over my head. Neither of them deserves to see my body any longer than necessary.

“You kids have a crazy idea of fun these days,” he jokes.

I pick up my soda, finishing it off after I slide my shorts up my legs.

Jason has his eyes closed, and Matt is trying to get his shorts pulled up with one hand.

“Well, you boys better get to a doctor. That shit might rot your cocks clean off,” he teases. “Come on. I got my truck outside. I’ll give you a ride to the ER.”

Neither of them say anything as they stand, their hands still dipped into the other’s swim trunks. They hang their heads shamefully as they walk in front of us through the house.

When my dad holds the front door of Lexi’s house open for them, all of the bikers now lining her driveway start clapping. Ash jogs around the side of the house, his gaze roaming over the four of us. He’s clearly looking for Lexi.

“She’s inside.” I nod toward the house. “We’ll take care of these two.”

He gives me a quick peck on the cheek despite my dad’s warning grunt and then rushes past us into the house. It doesn’t take much coaxing to get Matt and Jason shoved into the backseat of the truck. My dad gets into the driver’s seat as I slide into the passenger one. As soon as the door closes, my dad pulls his gun from his cut, pointing it at Jason and then at Matt.

“Tell her thank you,” he says, nodding his head in my direction.

They look at each other confused.

“You two fucks would be dead if it wasn’t for her. She’s the reason you live. Tell her. Now.”

Jason mumbles a quiet thank you while Matt remains silent.

My dad reaches over the back of the seat, cracking him in the temple with the butt of his gun.

“Jesus,” Matt groans. “Thank you.”

I focus on the windshield.

Dad lays his gun on the dashboard before starting his truck. “If either of you so much as look at either of these girls again, I can assure you not even my daughter will be able to save your asses. I’ll gladly sit the rest of my life in prison to see you rot in the ground.”

We drive a few miles with the club following closely behind us. When it becomes clear to the boys that we aren’t going to take them to the ER, they get fidgety in the back. My dad pulls up to Look Out Point, the place Jason coerced me into sleeping with him. The place where Matt raped Lexi in the backseat while Jason sat up front, ignoring her pleas. The place they left her crying in the mud.

“You’ve got two seconds to get out of the car,” my dad tells them as he throws it in park.

Quickly they stumble out, falling on the ground with a hard thud.

“I hear you guys like to make people crawl in the mud, yeah?” my dad yells. “Well, get crawling.”

The men of the club begin to laugh and make crude comments as Jason and Matt crawl away, still glued to each other’s dicks. I close my eyes and put my hands over my ears to block them out. My dad notices all the catcalling is upsetting me. He leans over the seat and pulls the door closed.

“Let’s get you home.”

As we drive away, I slowly lower my hands.

“That didn’t feel as good as I thought it would,” I say quietly, finally looking at him.

“That’s one of the misconceptions about revenge. It rarely makes you feel better.”

“Then why did you let me do it?”

He drives past the driveway to my little church house, continuing down the road.

“Because those fucks deserved every bit of that.” He laughs harshly, shutting off the truck in front of our house. My mom is swinging on the porch. “Now I’m going to let her help you deal with the guilt, because honestly, I don’t understand it. What I said back there, about being willing to go to prison, that was the truth. I have no remorse for giving people what they deserve.”

I sigh, dropping my head against the seat. “Sometimes I get glimpses of the Jason I used to know. I … I felt bad for him. Not so much for Matt.”

He takes my hand. “You’re such a good soul. Just like your momma.” He brings my hand to his mouth, kissing it. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe Jason is better than this. Maybe this will be his wakeup call.”

“I hope so,” I whisper.

Later that night, I tiptoe from my room, pausing in their doorway. My mom gets out of bed and holds the covers up for me. I rush in and slide under them beside my dad. She gets back in, and I curl into her. My dad drapes his arm over me, resting it on her hip. I’ve never felt so safe … so loved.

“I’ve never done this before. I just wanted to know what it felt like to sneak into my parent’s bed,” I joke. But really I just need to be close to them.

My dad chuckles, his big body shaking the entire bed.

“The twins used to climb into our bed whenever it stormed,” my mom reminisces, lazily running her fingers through my hair. She sighs contentedly and gives me a squeeze.

“I just don’t want to wake up with your foot in my face,” my dad teases.

It makes me giggle. “I love you guys so much.”

My mom presses her lips to my head. “Get some sleep, baby. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

I smile, happy I’m going to see my grandparents tomorrow. My eyes fall closed. There’s just one thing that makes me sad about going to the Harvest Festival, and that’s the fact I can’t share it with the man I love.