Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
BIG RED
A s soon as Alice went after the kids, Chloe’s head looked ready to explode. I couldn’t care less. I don’t give a damn how she feels. The minute she walked away from our kids, any ounce of care I had for her dissolved.
“Those are my kids! You aren’t about to try and replace me as their mother. I am warning you, Red, either we come to some kind of agreement as far as custody or I’ll take you to court and go for full custody.”
I ball my fist at my side, attempting to simmer the rage building inside of me. Blade notices the look on my face all too well and whispers something in Bianca’s ear. They get up and start ushering all the smaller children further down the beach, far away from the commotion.
I turn to Chloe and look her dead in the eyes. “Are you forgetting you willingly walked out of their life for over five years? You aren’t exactly the picture-perfect parent.”
Chloe titters, placing her hands on her hips. “Oh, and you are? The biker dad who’s linked to a club that’s known for partying, doing drugs, and drinking. I’ll bet my last dollar a judge would prefer the married couple over the single biker dad. Not to mention, my man is the CEO of his company. He can give them a life you never could.”
By the time she’s finished, I feel like I’m seconds from beating the hell out of her husband since I can't slap her ass. Most everything she said was true. The club does party and drink, but we don't indulge in drugs. The most the brothers might do is smoke pot here and there.
On paper, Chloe and Jeffery are stellar parents. Even with Chloe being absent from their lives for the past six years, I’m not willing to gamble at the chance of her taking me to court.
“Why the hell are you doing this, Chloe? Even if I did agree to allow you to be around the kids, you heard what Cindy said. She doesn’t want to see you.”
“I don’t care!” she snaps. “She is a child. Her feelings don’t matter. She does whatever the hell she’s told.”
My blood boils. To hear her say Cindy's feelings don’t matter enrages me. What kind of mother doesn’t give a damn about her child’s feelings? This only solidifies the decision that I won’t let the kids anywhere near her or her creepy-ass husband, who can't seem to take his eyes off the kids. That shit is rubbing me the wrong way.
“Damn, my trigger finger is itching,” Cara mutters. She’s staring down at her pointer finger, sadness etched all over her face. “Now, now, you behave. Big Daddy said today is a kill-free day. As much as we want to, we cannot body this bitch.”
This girl is seriously holding a conversation with her finger. Sighing, I rub my palm down my face, trying my hardest not to laugh at her psycho ass. Viper shakes his head, pulling Cara’s body back against his, whispering in her ear.
“What kind of animals do you have around my children, Red?” Chloe sneers.
Dropping my head, I silently pray that Cara does not kill Chloe in broad daylight. She has no clue the devil she’s poking.
“Oh, now it's full-blown twitching,” Cara cries out. She holds onto her wrist as if she is literally trying to stop it and not herself. Every day, I believe more and more that Cara should be on meds. Maybe it’s those Italian genes. Almost every Italian I’ve met has a few screws missing.
“If you think for a second I’m going to allow you to continue to have my kids around these people, you are sadly mistaken.” Chloe looks Cara up and down in disgust.
“Bitch, you don’t have a choice!” Cara finally loses it.
I need Cara to calm down. I can’t have her short temper messing this up. If Chloe takes me to court, I don’t need her bringing up being attacked by someone within the club. That would surely ruin my chances of keeping custody of my kids.
“Cara, chill.” My tone is damn near desperate. I appreciate everything she does for my kids. I know, in a way, she looks at them like one of her own, but I really need her to stand down right now.
Cara sees the fear of losing my kids swirling in my eyes and settles down. She tries to step toward us, but Viper tightens his grip.
“I’m okay now, Viper. I swear.” He releases her and she walks to me. “Now you know I would never risk them. I’m actually a little offended that you think I would, but you can make it up to me by sparring with me tomorrow. Nothing says I’m sorry like letting me kick your ass.”
She gives me a bright smile, and I look down at her looney tune ass, perplexed as hell. What the hell does she mean by me apologizing? And kick my ass for what? She knows she is off-kilter. She can’t blame me for thinking she would do something crazy.
Cara turns to Chloe and Jeffery, and that smile falls instantly.
“You have all of two seconds to get your eyes off them kids, or I will snatch them bitches out,” she sneers at Jeffery. I make a move to grab her, and she snatches away. “Trust me, Red, you’ll want to hear this.”
Jeffery turns to Cara, uncertainty dancing in his eyes. Cara eyes Chloe and shakes her head. “There isn’t a judge in the world that would give custody to a pedophile.”
Chloe rears back, stunned. “W-what are you talking about? Just because you don’t like him looking at the children doesn’t make him a pedophile.”
“No, it doesn’t. But the court paperwork I obtained does. This man you call your husband has settled out of court on six different occasions with mothers who accused him of sexually assaulting their daughters. Those little girls were aged between eight and thirteen.”
“What are you talking about, Cara?” I ask her.
“When you told me how she came to the shop acting like a fool and threatening to come for the kids, I started looking into her. And eventually, him as well. I was going to talk to you later tonight about everything I found but looks like her ass was stalking us.”
“T-those documents are supposed to be sealed,” Jeffery stutters, trying to defend himself. Does he think that matters right now? The fact that six women have accused him of assaulting their daughters, and now here he is with Chloe, trying to help her fight for custody, makes me want to kill him right here and now.
“You can't do this! My kids belong with me!” Chloe shrieks at me.
I stare at her completely baffled. At this point, I know she doesn’t care about my kids. “What the hell are you talking about? Did you not hear what she said? This man is a fuckin’ pedophile. You would still take Cindy and Colt around this man knowing this?”
“Just because he settled doesn’t mean he’s guilty.” When she shrugs her shoulders as if I’m the one overreacting, the little bit of resolve I have snaps. I lunge at her, but Chains and Capone are quick on their feet, restraining me.
“Get the fuck out of here. Take him to court if you want. I’ll make sure the judge reads every single statement made by those mothers.” Chloe stares at Cara, full of hate, and Jeffery looks around nervously. I’m pretty sure he’s reading the room, and every single brother out here looks ready to kill him.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
I’m fighting against Capone and Chains hold, trying to break free. Jeffery is the target. If I get loose, his ass is mine. Just the thought of this motherfucker trying to do something to my baby girl is enough to send me spiraling.
“You sure about that?” Cara smiles. “Duke! Daisy! Pass auf! ”
“Aww, hell. You better run while you still can,” Thor warns with wide eyes.
Duke and Daisy come charging forward, growling and showing their sharp teeth. As soon as Jeffery spots them, he turns around and hightails it off the beach. Chloe is frozen with fear for a moment before she snaps out of it, and then turns, yelling for Jeffery to wait.
Rubbing both dog's heads, Cara says, “Fuss.” They calm down immediately and walk back over to where the smaller children are playing.
Chains and Capone release me when we see Alice, Colt, and Cindy approaching me. Alice notices how angry I am, and she picks up the pace. She palms my cheek, staring into my eyes before pecking my lips.
“You okay?”
Ironically, now that she’s in my arms with my kids near, I am. All I need is these three people in my life, and I’ll die a happy man.
ALICE
Surprisingly, the drama did not kill the mood of the day. Once Chloe and Jeffery left, Red and I took the kids back to the water and got right back into enjoying our day. It took a little while to snap Cindy and Colt out of their funk, but once we did, it was as if the moment never happened.
After we returned to the clubhouse, Red took me home and told me to pack a bag. He doesn’t want me sneaking out before sunrise since the kids know about our relationship. I had no qualms about that. The only reason I left the comfort of his arms every morning was strictly about the kids.
Once we all had showered, we went into the living room to continue our Disney movie marathon. Tonight’s choice was Mulan. The kids and I ate ice cream sundaes with more toppings than necessary. Red didn’t even try and object. After what they went through, they deserved this sweet treat to brighten their day. By the time the movie ended, the kids were asleep in the fort as usual. Red and I carried them to their room before settling in his.
He just finished telling me everything he learned about Chloe and Jeffery. The fact that she is still willing to fight him for custody, knowing this man is a pedophile, doesn’t sit right with me. There’s something she’s hiding. Red said that when Cara revealed the info she had, Chloe didn’t even care. She just danced around the topic as if it wasn’t a big deal.
“Do you think this is the end of it, or do you think she’s still going to try and fight you for custody?” I’m straddling his lap while he is propped against the headboard. For some reason, he loves to talk with me in his lap. Honestly, I’ve grown fond of it as well.
“I don’t know, kitten. If she does, it’ll be stupid on her part. She’s married to a man who has been accused of sexual assault on six different occasions. I don’t know the details of everything, but tomorrow, I’ll be going by Viper’s to get the details from Cara.”
“That’s smart. We need to know everything this man has done.”
“We?” He smirks, running his hands down my back until he’s palming my butt.
“Yeah. We,” I say with conviction.
“Staking your claim, kitten?”
“Yup.” I pop the “p” and smile. “You got a problem with that?”
He shakes his head, squeezing my cheeks. “Not at all. Why don’t you show me instead of telling me,” he challenges.
I press my lips to his, giving him exactly what he wants. When his tongue entered my mouth and tangled with mine, I shuddered. I am beyond ready for him. Tightening my arms around his neck, I bring my body against his.
He groaned and pulled away just long enough to remove his shirt from my body. I was now naked. Red licks his lips, flips us over, and sucks my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh,” I moan as my toes curl against the sheets.
Red attacks my breasts with licks, nibbles, and sucks. I feel my juices all over my inner thighs. At first, I thought that was so embarrassing, but now I know better. Red loves how my body responds to him, and he always rewards me with many orgasms.
Although Declan was the first guy I had ever been with, Red is my first in many things.
As he trails kisses down my body, the anticipation sets in. I have never received oral before Red. Declan always said it wasn’t a manly thing to do. Since I had never experienced it before, it was hard for me to want something I had never had. But now that this man has blessed me with that gifted tongue, I would probably have a mental breakdown if he stopped doing it.
Red pecks my inner thighs and inhales. Biting my lip, I thrust my hips toward his mouth.
“You ready to feed me, kitten?”
Why the hell did that almost make me cream myself?
“Yes,” I whimper.
Not wasting any more time, Red dives in. He moves his tongue through my wet folds, making me cry out. He’s relentless when it comes to this. Sometimes, it feels like he’s down there for hours because I would come so many times. Sucking my clit into his mouth, he gives it a little nibble, causing me to release.
“Red, baby, oh!” I pant. I have a grip on his hair, gyrating my hips against his tongue.
When I come down, he flips me over and pulls me onto all fours. “Ohhhh God! Red!” I cry out when he buries his tongue in my ass.
He is not playing fair!
I’m pretty sure this is how stalkers are created. This feeling is like nothing I have ever felt before. Red’s fingers moved against my clit in a circular motion while he continues to move his stiff tongue in and out of me. I’m climbing the cliff all over again.
When my legs begin to shake, Red pulls his tongue out of me. “Give it to me, kitten. Come for me right now,” he orders. Smacking my ass, he buries his tongue in my back hole, making me come.
I scream into the pillow, afraid of waking up the kids. Red doesn’t stop until I try pulling away from the intense feeling.
“Where are you going? I’m not finished.”
He pulls me to the edge of the bed, props one foot up, and drives inside of me. I’ve been getting used to him getting rough sometimes. It isn’t always tender and slow, and honestly, I crave it.
I crave for him to take me hard and fuck me senseless. Like I said, the man has turned me into a nympho.
His strokes are so deep inside of me, and that piercing…. God, that piercing. It always hit that spot inside me. I lay my head on the pillow in front of me and arch my back, causing him to sink deeper.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he grunts. “Damn, you’re so wet and tight. You’re fuckin’ strangling my cock right now.”
Red looks dazed as I peep over my shoulder and see his head thrown back. I decide to drive him crazy like he’s been doing to me and begin to move with him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
His eyes pop open as he looks down at me. I bite my lip and move more urgently.
“Fuck! What you trying to do me, kitten?”
He holds on to my hips and starts to pound into me. Grabbing a handful of my hair, he pulls my body against his. His thrusts never stop. They stay steady and hard. He reaches down and rubs my clit.
“You mine?” he whispers. I nod, and he pops me on the ass, causing my walls to tighten around him. “Words.”
“Yes!”
“Am I yours?” he asks, digging deeper inside me.
“Ah yes, baby. Yes!”
My answer seems to make him loose control as he fucks me hard and deep unapologetically. Wrapping a hand around my neck, he bites my shoulder, never breaking his rhythm.
“Red… oh… right there. I’m coming!”
“That’s right. Let me see you drench my cock in your juices, kitten,” he says huskily into my ear.
My walls tighten around him as his strokes become staggered. I throw my head back, prepared to cry out. Red smothers my lips with his just as his hardened length jerks inside me, filling me up.
We groan and moan into the kiss until we’re both finished. We fall against the bed with Red plastered on my back. All that can be heard is our heavy breathing.
“I’m never letting you go, Alice.”
Not too long ago, that statement would make me cry, but now I have no problem with it.
I’m fine right where I am.