Chapter 18
Vex
“So, what’s the plan?” Sniper asks, looking at the man lying slumped on the floor where Damian dumped him.
“I gave Fox and Nitro my word that they’d be around for Hitchens’ reckoning so I’ll give the Originals a call,” Prez says, kicking Hitchens leg. “Chances are the whole MC will follow so we may as well brace ourselves-”
Our heads all spin to the kitchen when the swing doors bang against the wall.
Loyal storms toward us, a woman on a mission, her copper ponytail swinging with every step she makes until she reaches Hitchens, lifts her foot and stomps on his cock.
The man makes a gasping sound before Loyal spits on him.
“He’s a dead man,” she says, pointing at a pitiful Hitchens, her eyes blazing.
I don’t answer her, I can’t answer her because all the blood in my brain has headed south to flood my cock.
I place my shoulder into her stomach, and lift her with ease, slapping her ass when she pounds on my back to put her down.
She squeaks in outrage when my hand makes contact but I don’t miss the little moan she makes when I rub the sting out as I stride out of the room, into my clubhouse room.
Kicking the door shut I gently place her on the bed before I move over her and ravage her mouth. Her hands don’t hesitate, tugging my t-shirt up and running over my abs and chest as she nips at my bottom lip.
“Fuck Loyal, you looked like a valkyrie, baby.”
She gifts me with a little smirk as her cheeks color, the blush running down her throat and across her chest. I want to see how much further it’s run down so I help her out of her top and then her bra, her little pink nipples puckered in the cool air and begging to be sucked.
Cupping both breasts in my hands I torment her buds, nipping, sucking, licking, until my woman is a squirming mess on the bed.
“That’s it baby, use me,” I murmur as her hips buck and she rubs against my thigh that is between her legs.
“Vex, please, I need more.”
“OK baby, I’ve got you.”
Moving back I unbutton her jeans and strip them down her long legs, taking her panties with them.
Her legs fall to the side obediently, and I can’t tear my gaze away from the pinkest pussy I’ve ever seen, wet and swollen for me.
I don’t even remember shedding my clothes, but at some stage they come off and I’m back on my woman, the thick head of my cock kissing her pussy lips before sliding home.
“Oh god, Vex, mmmmm, moore,” she hisses, grinding against me.
It amazes me how open Loyal is to me when we make love.
How nothing in our pasts exists when we are connected like this.
I slowly pull out, my eyes rolling back when I look down and see Loyal’s cream covering my length, fuck we look good together.
I thrust back in. Hard. Loyal yelps then moans low and I know exactly what my woman wants and needs.
Pulling out I ignore her blazing gaze as she looks pissed that I’m not connected to her anymore.
“You need more baby, you need me fucking you hard. Do you trust me?”
“Yes, one thousand times yes.”
“Good girl.” She preens at my compliment. “On your hands and knees.”
I expect her to look nervous, or concerned, but instead her pupils look blown out and she bites her lip as she rolls over and assumes the position. But instead of on her hands and knees, she’s on her knees, back arched, her pussy hole open and dripping for me.
“Fuuuck baby,” I pant out. I can’t believe this wanton woman is my Loyal. What a lucky fucker I am.
I grip my cock, hard, to stop from coming too soon. I need to calm down but everything about this woman undoes me. Taking a deep breath I rub a hand over Loyal’s pale ass cheek, gripping slightly before caressing again. She’s so soft, so beautiful and yet so damn strong.
“Vex,” she groans my name.
Lining myself up I slowly sink into her.
My woman lets out a contented sigh when my hips meet her ass, when we’re so closely connected that I can’t tell where I end and she begins.
Rocking slightly I let her get used to the feeling of me behind her, the feel of my hands as they run up and down her back, my cock as it thrusts deeper and deeper, hitting the spot inside her that has her legs shaking and her calling out my name.
“Vex, oh god, oh god,” Loyal’s voice keens and her back arches even more before her pussy clamps down on me.
Gripping tight around her hips my thrusts become punishing as she chokes the life out of my dick. She feels so good, so fucking good that I can’t help the long low groan that is torn from my chest when I fall over the edge, setting my girl off one more time.
We lay together, my chest pressed to her back.
I move when she makes a muffled noise, I may be totally spent, but I don’t want to hurt my girl.
Slipping my softening cock out of her I can’t help but stare at our combined spend spilling out of her bright pink lips onto the bedding.
Loyal makes another muffled sound and I place my hand on the center of her back, leaning forward to get a look at her beautiful face.
I need to know that I didn’t hurt her, that she’s not traumatized by my hard fucking.
My gut is in my ass almost as I gently roll her but instead of being met with tears of fear or hurt or anger, I’m met with tears of laughter.
Loyal’s face is bright red as she snorts and covers her face with both her hands.
“Ah, babe? You OK?” I stare down at her, sweat drying on my body, soft cock lying limp between my legs.
Loyal takes one look at it before bursting into more peels of laughter.
“Babe.” The bored look on my face makes it even worse so I let out a huff and lie on my back beside her, waiting for her to calm down.
“Oh, uh, whooooo, I’m sorry,” she giggles.
“It’s just, it’s the middle of the day and everyone saw you carry me out of the room and then the next thing-” she bursts into laughter again, “-they hear me screaming your name! Who am I? I’m a wanton woman, Vex!
I’m what Eden’s Keep used to warn us about,” she snorts, rolling to her side and running her finger around my nipple.
Squirming, I catch her hand and press a kiss to her finger. “Baby, I don’t think Eden’s Keep could even fathom the amount of sexy we are when we’re together.”
She snorts and I chuckle, letting her slowly move her way closer until her head is on my shoulder and her thigh is thrown over mine.
“I love you, Vex. And I love Addy and Bree and Joe and the MC. In all my prayers I never thought the safety and family I wished for would look like this.”
“Oh yeah? I knew my ideal family looked like this. I knew I wanted you and two little redheaded girls. I mean, I didn’t pray for my future family to include large, loud men who do bad things for the greater good, but I’ll take ‘em too.”
Loyal snorts at that before letting out a sigh. “What do you think will happen to Hitchens?”
“I don’t have to think. I know what will happen.” Cupping her face I turn her gaze to mine. “He’s not going before the DA. We found him first which means he will die. He will die and it won’t be easy or quick. He will pay for everything he’s done.”
“Good. Let’s get cleaned up, eat, and then visit with Hitchens.”
My shocked gaze finds her clear, blue one. “Babe-”
“Nope,” she says, placing her finger over my lips. “I’m not some silly woman living in a world with hearts and stars. I know what justice looks like, and I want to watch first hand as Hitchens gets his.”
Running a thick finger around Loyal’s hairline, I tuck some loose hair behind her ear. “Understood.” Pressing a kiss to the top of her head I roll out of bed, taking a squealing Loyal with me.
I’ve spent the bulk of my adult life trying to heal from the trauma Eden’s Keep caused, and I know for a fucking fact that Loyal suffered more and longer than I ever did.
If my girl thinks she needs to watch an evil man meet his end in tears, snot and blood to feel like justice has been served, then that’s what she’s gonna get.
Loyal
“So, what are we doing here again?” Joe whispers as we quietly walk to the left of the stone path. “And why are we walking on the grass?”
“The path is noisy. People will hear us. This way, no one knows that we’re not where they think we are,” I murmur, stopping for a moment when we get closer to Jason’s cottage. I thought I heard something but when he doesn’t emerge, I take that as a sign to keep going.
“Where do they think we are?”
“Probably tucked up in bed,” I shrug.
“Girl,” Joe says and I stop to look at her when I realize she’s not right behind me anymore. “It’s 7.30pm. No one is in bed at this time,” she rolls her eyes. Her dark globes have been working overtime lately, even with her swollen face.
“Well, yes, OK, I agree with you there. We’re out here sneaking around because I want to look into Travis Hitchens eyes for a moment.”
Joe side eyes me but doesn’t say anything more, just nods once.
I know that she should probably talk me out of this, but I need this.
I need to look into the eyes of a monster and let him know that he hasn’t won.
That Addy and Bree have won. That Joe has won.
That I have won. We will live long happy lives while he begs for mercy for what is left of his.
“What is this place?” Joe whispers as I crack the door of the large building open, slipping in through the small gap.
“It’s where Vex and his brothers treat the injured gators they rescue.”
Joe’s shocked gaze turns to me. “You mean they have actual jobs?”
I snort quietly. “Yeah, they rescue and rehabilitate gators as well as run tours.”
“Huh. I just thought they rode around on their little bikes looking all handsome and stuff. Oh and sometimes rescued folk,” she adds, almost as an afterthought.
“I mean, they kinda do that too, but maybe don’t let them hear you call their bikes little.” I giggle.