Chapter 22 Kaylynn
KAYLYNN
I heard the guys talking down the hallway for forever.
I didn't know when the hell they’d shut up.
But once their voices died down, I heard them filtering back to their rooms. Women up and down the hallway sighed and giggled.
Wrapping their arms around the men they loved and pulling them behind closed doors.
Must’ve been nice, being loved like that.
Being wanted like that. Being needed like that.
I need to call Alex.
Just after lunch time, silence fell over the clubhouse.
Not a peep to be heard, either from adults or children.
Which was odd. But it signaled for me to come out.
I crept down the hallways and made my way into the kitchen, trying to figure out what the hell had happened to my phone.
Did Ryker put it in his room? Did he stash it somewhere? I got lucky, though.
Because there, on the kitchen counter, was my phone.
In pieces.
I scooped them up quickly and put the phone back together as I rushed back to my room.
And the second I turned my phone on, I cursed myself.
Thirty percent. If I was lucky, that might get me two hours’ worth of basic time on this piece of shit thing.
I scrolled through my missed calls, then dialed my brother’s number as I tucked myself away in the small bathroom.
And it didn’t even ring twice before he picked up.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?”
“Alex, calm down. Take some breaths,” I said.
“Take some breaths? Have you lost your damn mind, Kay!?”
“I’m all right. Thanks for asking,” I said flatly.
“Obviously, you’re fine. If you’re calling and you aren’t breathing heavily or sound like you’re in pain. I knew that man didn’t have it in him to hurt you when you ran out of here with him. What the hell would Mom and Dad think of what you’ve done?”
“I’m more interested on how to save your life than what to do about our dead parent’s expectations. Which I didn’t live up to anyway, asshole.”
“And now I see why. Always making the wrong decisions. Like running away with that fucking girl! You get her back here right now.”
I shook my head. “I can’t do that. So, let’s talk through how to get you out of your own predicament.”
“Can’t do that without the girl. You know this.”
“Or you could leave the life you’re living and come back to a crew you apparently tried to pursue at one point in time.”
He paused. “Who the fuck told you that?”
“The Dead Souls did. Is it true, Alex? Did you try to become one of them once?”
He sighed. “I can’t talk about that mission.”
I paused. “So, you infiltrated them.”
“I can’t—”
“I’ve been told you intentionally botched something they were doing. You did it for Dad, didn’t you?”
“I can’t. Talk about. That mission.”
I bit back a growl. “You’ve been doing this for years. Even before you took that position after Dad died. You’ve been with these people far longer than I know of, haven’t you?”
“Someone had to make money to upkeep you seeing as you didn’t want to marry and start your own family.”
“Don’t you dare lay this on me. I’m fully capable of taking care of myself. I told that to Dad for years.”
“Says the woman who didn’t have an education and no job prospects other than the ones I brought.”
“Because you exploited me for that. You made me a victim, just like those children!”
“That what they’re telling you? That poor old Kay, the daughter of a mafioso, is a victim?”
I sputtered. “I—you—it—Alex, damn it. Work with me here. Tell me how we can get you out of this.”
He scoffed. “It’s simple. Bring the girl back. Because if you don’t, I’m dead. You’ve signed my death certificate, and my blood will be on your hands.”
“I haven’t done anything like that. You did that the second you took this job. The second you walked into this lifestyle and didn’t want to return.”
“And you think I had a choice in that!?”
I paused. “What?”
“You don’t think Dad literally beat this lifestyle into me? What, you think you were the only one that got a belt to the back as a kid!?”
“Alex, what are you—”
“Shut the fuck up and know your place for once, Kay. I’m tired of going around in circles with you.
I’m tired of listening to your ‘women empowerment’ bullshit while making a living helping me kidnap and keep kids my boss holds in order to get his way.
Get me that fucking girl back, or we’re both dead.
That girl, too. Because my boss won’t stop until she’s hunted down and slaughtered like the rest of us. ”
Tears welled in my eyes. “I trust the people I’m with, Alex. You’ve spent time with them, too. Not much time. But enough. You know what they’re capable of. Just come find us. I’ll even tell you where we are.”
“You barely know them. Just like I barely knew them. So, if you don’t want to do what has to be done, then I’ll do what has to be done.”
“What?” I asked breathlessly.
“Goodbye, sister. You better pray I find a way out of this. Because right now? I’m your only buffer between your death and Lars’ wrath.”
He hung up the phone on me and I found it hard to breathe. The phone fell from my hand, clattering to the floor as I tried catching my breath. My back fell against the wall. I put my face in my hands. And as I openly sobbed, a pair of warm, familiar arms wrapped around me.
“It’s going to be all right, Kaylynn. I promise you,” Ryker murmured.
“Why the fuck do you keep coming into my room?” I asked through my tears.
He kissed the top of my head and pulled me into his embrace.
My face fell against his chest, burying itself away from the world.
I wrapped my arms around him. I fisted the back of his shirt.
My legs felt weak as my knees trembled, and Ryker must’ve felt it.
Because he slowly walked us over to the bed and sat down.
With me falling into his lap.
“You can’t use your phone any longer,” he said softly. “Not until this is all wrapped up and we know you’re safe.”
“I’ll never be safe,” I choked out.
“That’s not true. You’re safe so long as you’re with me.”
“I’ve just killed my brother.”
“No, you haven’t.”
“To him, I have.”
“Well, he doesn’t understand the plan we’ve got in place. The plan Diesel is going to enact tomorrow morning. And if all goes according to plan, we’ll all be safe after. Okay?”
I sniffled. “How do you know?”
He chuckled. “I just do, sweet girl. Okay? Just trust me, and know that whatever happens, you’re going to be okay.”
“I’m not worried about me. I’m worried about my brother.”
“I know.”
I pulled away from him, looking straight into his eyes.
His hand slid up and down my back, trying to comfort me as my breathing came in short spurts.
I couldn't control it. The shaking of my body raged throughout my system.
My shuddered breaths ticked up my heartbeat, which raced it so badly my stomach felt sick.
“You have to breathe for me. Breathe, Kaylynn.”
“I ca-ca-ca-can’t, Ryker. I—I—I—I—”
His lips fell against mine and my entire body stilled.
What was once out of whack slowly found its rhythm as his tongue slid against the slit of my mouth.
I opened up for him. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
I breathed the air he afforded me as his hands massaged my lower back.
I shifted in his lap, straddling him as he stayed seated against the edge of the bed.
And as my heart rate slowed down, my body settled back into place.
“How’s that?” Ryker murmured.
“Get back here,” I whispered.
I fisted his hair, pulling him back to my lips.
He chuckled down my throat as I pressed deeper into him, grinding against his swollen girth.
His arms wrapped around me. He whipped me around and settled my back against the bed.
He brushed my hair out of my face before kissing down my neck, nibbling softly against my skin.
And oh, how I moaned for him.
He inched my clothes off, revealing me for his eyes only. He pinned my knees open, lapping up my pussy as my folds blossomed for him. I rocked against his face. His stubble raked against my dripping lips. My juices slid down my ass crack, coating my holes as his fingers explored me.
Penetrating me.
Filling me as his name fell from my lips.
“Ryker. Ryker. Oh, fuck. Ry—ker—I—you—”
He pumped me, his fingers filling every hole they could find.
He stretched me in ways I’d never felt before, and my eyes rolled back so far, my head ached.
Stars burst in my darkened vision. My toes curled as his body physically pinned my legs open.
I shook as my muscles contracted. Spraying his face with hot arousal as his growls filled the room.
And in a flash, his lips were against mine once more.
“Kaylynn,” he grunted.
It all happened so fast. His cock. My pussy.
Filling me. Pounding me. Knocking the bed against the wall.
I clung to him, my nails raking down his bare back.
My legs locked around him, not wanting to let him go as our kisses turned sloppy.
I sucked on his lower lip. His tongue. The skin of his jawline.
My pussy clamped down around his thick dick, feeling the ridges of his cock pulsing for more friction.
I wanted more of him. All of him. I wanted to drown in his sounds and drench myself in his sweat.
The movements of his muscles mesmerized me.
But the sound of him growling my name in my ear threw me over the edge.
“Kaylynn. Holy shit squeeze that dick. Like that. Tighter. Kaylynn, you’re just—fucking—”
His hips slammed against me one last time and we fell over the edge.
Together. Shaking and trembling as broken words fell from our mouths.
My head fell back. My body collapsed against the mattress just before he blanketed me.
His heavy form, like a weighted blanket over my body, pinned me to the soft surface and brought me an enjoyment I’d never experienced before.
I swam in an unfamiliar ocean. His cock emptied inside me and the only thing I thought was, I want more. Never had a man made me feel this way. Never had I wanted to be with a man as much as I did Ryker.
And it scared the shit out of me.
“You’re wonderful,” he whispered.
At first, I wasn’t sure I’d heard him correctly.
But when he pulled back and looked into my eyes, I saw him smiling.
Really, truly smiling. A smile that reached his eyes and made them sparkle as he gazed down at me.
And it made me smile back. My hands ran down the raised red marks I’d left behind with my own nails.
He slowly pulled out from between my legs as a rush of liquid soaked the bed below me.
I giggled as he rolled off to the side, taking me with him and pulling me away from our mess.
I laid on top of him as his arms surrounded me. Holding me close. Cradling me against him.
And I didn’t want him to release me.
“I’m ready for a nap,” I snickered.
Ryker grinned. “Then, lay down and take one.”
“That means I have to move.”
“Why? When you could simply lay on top of me.”
His hand came up and guided my face against the crook of his neck.
He tucked my hair underneath his chin, then his hands began mindlessly exploring.
They slid over my curves and massaged the outside of my thighs.
I closed my eyes, ignoring the grumbling of my stomach as I laid there. Sinking further into his muscles.
And just as I slipped into a deep, sound sleep, a thought took me by surprise. One I’d never thought about any man that had come into my life. One my mother tried telling me didn’t exist. One that wrapped me up, kept me warm, and held me close. Just like Ryker’s arms.
One I convinced myself didn’t exist.
I could get used to having him around.