CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Here we were again, hiding in the same spot by the trees, as I, Angel, Ink, and Knox had been a few days ago since rescuing Zoe. We’d rolled out as a group, leaving behind a few prospects to watch over our women. It was the hardest thing I’d had to do, leave Zoe and come here, but I had promised her I would bring back her father. And that’s what we were going to do.
We just needed to get past the assholes still in the warehouse.
I thought for sure they would all disappear once they realized we had their ringleader. But I guess these guys weren’t the sharpest tools in the toolbox. I brought my trusty sniper rifle with me, and we agreed I would stay outside while the rest of my brothers went in. If there were any stragglers that got away, I could pick them off if they came outside.
I wanted to be amid all the action, but I reluctantly conceded that what we agreed to would be the best call. Didn’t mean I liked it.
Once everyone agreed, and we were all given our roles, Kick, Tiny, Riggs, Ink, and Angel all moved as one towards the entry to the warehouse. I forced all thoughts of Zoe and the way I had left her earlier sleeping in our bed out of my mind; she needed the rest, and I was hoping we’d get back with Max before she had time to notice we were gone.
Concentrating on what needed to be done right now. I really hope we weren”t too late, because when Kon had shown us that video, Max looked like he”d been through the wringer. I don”t know how much more he can handle, and we needed to get him outta there ASAP.
I trained my rifle at the entrance of the warehouse, my finger steady on the trigger as I saw movement. Peering through the sight, it was clear they weren”t my brothers, but a couple of Caleb”s men trying to slip away, thinking they”d made an escape.
I couldn’t help but smile at their stupidity, and in a few seconds flat, all three were laying in a heap with a bullet each between the eyes. I could hear gunfire coming from inside the abandoned warehouse, and it was all I could do not to run in there and help my brothers, but I held steady, and moments later, Kick and the rest of the brothers appeared; looking relaxed. I slowly lowered my weapon, as they dragged a worse for wear Max with them.
He looked like a rag doll, and I hoped, for Zoe’s sake, that he was alive. I made my presence known, walking out from the cover of the trees, and went to help with bundling Max in the back of the cage.
A movement caught my eye, and I quickly readied my rifle, taking the shot as two men appeared from the warehouse, only just preparing to shoot at us. A silent thank you passes between the brothers and I. I give a nod and a small smile as we all get into the cage, and head straight for the hospital.
Telling the hospital staff that we found Max on the side of the road was a risky move, but we weren’t about to tell them who the actual culprit of Max’s condition really was, since we had him strung up in our basement. And I, for one, was ready to get back there to settle the score with the asshole.
Once we arrived at the hospital in Cullville, things went relatively quickly, though there was no mistaking the wary looks we received from the hospital staff. Luck was on our side: the same doctor was there when Storm OD’d.
Ky was working all angles so that the sexy doc won’t go to the police to report it. I wasn’t as sure as he was that his little plan would work, but we would just have to wait and see.
I sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair in the waiting room and retrieved my phone from the pocket of my cut, seeing several missed calls from Zoe, which made me smile.
Dialing her number, I waited for her to pick up.
“Bodie?” She answers breathily, music playing in the background. And there went my cock, pressing painfully against the zipper of my jeans just at the sound of her voice. And that she called me by my real name.
“Hey, baby. How’s my girl?” I try to keep the tone of my voice even, because I knew what I was about to tell her would devastate her.
“Everything’s good. The girls and I were playing cards. We made spaghetti and meatballs, there’s plenty left over for you guys.”
“The only thing I’m planning to eat when I get home is you,” I tell her, and smile when she clears her throat, and I imagine her squeezing her legs together to assuage the ache in her pussy.
I smirk when she changes the subject.
“Did you find my dad? How is he?” The pain and desperation in her voice was hard to hear.
“Yeah, baby, we did. He’s at the hospital. Do you wanna round up the others and come here? He’s not conscious as yet, but maybe the doctor will let you see him?”
I’ll make sure of it. I add to myself.
I can hear sniffling down the line, and I know she’s crying.
“Get the others together, and come down here as quick as you can, okay, little one? I’ll be here waiting for you.” I tell her, trying to give her my no-nonsense voice and injecting some reassurance into it as well. I don’t want her breaking down before she gets here.
The brothers and I have made ourselves comfortable, or as comfortable as these tiny chairs would allow in the waiting room, when half an hour later, my woman walks in with a worried look on her face, her girl posse following behind. I watch her look around anxiously, and when I stand, her head pivots in my direction before she flies at me on a whimper and I wrap her in my arms.
“Where is he? Can I see him? Is he okay?” She fires questions at me with unshed tears in her eyes as I place a finger against her lips.
“Shhh baby, the doctor hasn’t been out to see us yet, she promised to come out just as soon as she could,” I tell her, and can see the disappointment on her tired face. Guiding her over to the chair I was sitting on, I sit down and place her on my lap. She rolls her eyes, but smiles as I notch my hardening dick against her plush ass. Having her clothed will have to do until we get home and I can get her naked.
Down boy, I will my cock, there’s no way I’m going to come in my pants like some randy teenager who can’t control himself.
Resting her head on my chest, we stayed like that for some time, before finally the doctor made an appearance.
“Family of Max Cullen.” she calls out, though she’s looking straight at us. My brothers stand as Zoe jumps off my lap, and takes off at an almost run, while I catch up at a more sedate pace.
“I’m Max Cullen’s daughter. How is he?” she speaks softly, but I can see the worry in her eyes, and I wrap an arm around her waist, giving her my strength.
“He’s sustained several injuries, the most important one is that we had to remove his spleen, and he has a bruised left kidney. We need to keep him under observation for a few days, but for all of that, and considering his age, he’s actually doing remarkably well,” the doc says with a friendly smile.
“Can I see him?”
“He’s actually awake and asking for you. I told him I’d come and get you. Come with me.” Zoe turns to look at me, and I smile down at her, encouraging her to go.
“Go on, little one. I’m sure he’s anxious to see you.” She smiles, puts her hand on my cheek, and brings my face to hers. Our lips meet in a soft, sweet kiss that leaves me reeling once we break apart.
“I’ll never forget what you’ve done for my father. I love you.” She says, before turning on her heel and following the doctor. Once Zoe disappears behind the doors, I turned to my brothers, who look at me curiously.
I was feeling restless, and even though it wasn’t the time or place to make plans about what to do with the asshole we had in the basement, we needed a plan of action. He’d hurt my woman for the last time, and now he’d gone after her parents to get to her. I wouldn’t stand for it. No way, no how.
He was going to die tonight and by my hand. Or by the instrument I used to use in the past when I got rid of someone. The club had given me the road name Chains because I had killed that motherfucker who had beaten his wife the night Zoe found out who I really was—the night our relationship changed forever—with a piece of chain I kept attached to my sled. I had gone over to his place to get the protection money he was paying us, only to find him beating his long-suffering wife.
It reminded me of the way my fucker of a sperm donor used to beat my mother when I was a kid, and I saw red using the chain to stop him for good.
Not long after she left, Zoe returns after seeing her father. I can see she’s been crying, and as she comes straight to me, I wrap her up in my arms, sending her my strength.
“Can we go home?” she asks, yawning tiredly as I kiss the top of her head.
“Yeah, baby, we can go.” I tell her, my heart slamming into my chest, that she thinks of the clubhouse as home.
I’d lived there a long time as a single guy, but now that I had Zoe, I needed to make some changes. Some permanent ones.
I’d picked out a plot on club property to build my house on months ago, but hadn’t gotten around to doing anything with it as yet. Now’s a good time as any to start that house I was always wanting to share with my woman. Now with Zoe’s input.
The thought of the two of us living together in a house that we built sent my heart soaring, something I had wanted for a very long time. And now, finally, everything I wanted was within my reach.
Throwing my arm around her shoulders, we all finally leave the hospital behind, and I take my woman home on my sled. I had missed the feel of her soft body behind me, the way she wrapped her arms around me, resting her head on my back, and I know she was enjoying the hum of the engine between her legs if her squirming on the seat was anything to go by.
All too soon we arrive home, I didn’t give her the opportunity to get off my bike on her own as I scooped her up in my arms and strode through the clubhouse to our room, taking the stairs two at a time. Throwing her onto the bed, she lands on the mattress with a squeal.
Kicking the door closed with my foot, I undress, and she watches me closely.
Arching a brow, I stop what I’m doing, since she’s just lying there not making a move to get naked herself.
“You just gonna watch me, little one, or are you going to get naked?”
“I can’t help but watch you.” She says breathlessly, looking me over as I stood before her, completely naked. My dick standing at attention, the piercing winking at her as she licks her lips.
I was all over her. Barely able to rein in my feelings for her as I practically ripped the clothes from her body, finally having her naked underneath me. We both groan at the feeling of skin on skin. Kissing deeply, tasting each other’s mouths.
Sliding slowly down her body, I licked my way down to the place I needed to taste the most. The pot of honey at the end of the rainbow.
Voracious for her, I force myself to go slow, even though it’s the last thing I want. I slide my tongue from her back hole to her front in one long lick, a groan leaving my lips as the taste of her explodes on my tongue. I’ve fucked many women in my ten years in the MC, but none of them were ever Zoe. I would never go down on a club whore, because more often than not, she would have the come dripping out of her from another brother when she would come to me. I wasn’t into that nasty shit like some of my brothers might be.
“Is all this wetness for me?” I ask, sucking hard on her clit as she moans something incoherently.
“Is it?” I demand again, using my teeth to bite down on the hardening nub.
“Yes, dammit. It’s all for you, only you.” She cries.
“That’s my girl.” I praise, a grin on my face as I tongue fuck her hole as though it were my dick.
Flicking the tiny hard nub of her clit with the tip of my tongue, I finally latched on with my entire mouth, licking and sucking her from front to back until she was writhing beneath me. Arching her back, she screams my name, her fingers tightening to the point of pain in the strands of my hair as she filled my mouth with her essence.
Without giving her time to come down from her orgasm, I guide my painfully hard cock to her entrance as I slide all my inches right up to my balls, before stilling, allowing her to get used to my size. Withdrawing slowly, I shove straight back in as she throws her head back, her hands on my shoulders, her nails making tiny crescent shapes as she marks me. Yeah, that’s right, show everyone who your man is. I think to myself, enjoying the bite of pain.
“You coming with me, little one?” I ask, and all she can do is nod her head as her second orgasm overtakes her and she shakes almost uncontrollably from her head to her feet. Seconds later, I’m filling her hot, tight cunt with my come, enjoying the feel of her bare. My orgasm coming on a roar that reverberated around the room. Resting my head in the crook of her neck, I kiss her gently there, trying to catch my breath, in the back of my mind recalling the ring of my phone as I was pounding into her. But there was no way I was going to stop what we were doing to answer it. Whoever it was could wait.
I try to get off her, but she wraps her arms and legs around me like a monkey, not allowing me to move. Wrapping my arms around her, kissing her tenderly, still inside her, we fall asleep in each other”s arms.