Chapter 13 Bella
“Are you Eagle Eye?” I asked, knocking on the open door to catch the biker’s attention. He was watching five different monitors, chuckling at one before he switched the feed.
His dark brown head swiveled in my direction when he heard my voice. “Hey, sweetheart. You’re Bella, right? Crow mentioned I’d see you around.”
“Yeah.” How awkward. I didn’t know what to call Crow. Were we technically even dating yet? “He said I should bring this to you. It’s the only link to my sister’s kidnapping.”
Eagle Eye took the USB drive and plugged it into one of the laptops he set up around the room. “If it’s not corrupted, I’ll have access fast. If it’s encrypted or damaged, that’s gonna take a few minutes.”
“No problem.”
“I’ll come find you as soon as I know somethin’. Best to let me get to it without peekin’ over my shoulder, yeah?”
Oh, right. “Sure. I need to get back to Bree anyway. Thanks.”
“No problem, honey.”
I left Eagle Eye and walked down the hall, stopping at the door that led to the basement. I couldn’t hear much and wondered how things were going with Crow and the Dirty Death MC members below. Would he find anything out? Or was this just another waste of time?
I decided not to go down even if I was tempted.
Heading back to the guest room, I opened the door and slipped inside quietly so I didn’t disturb Bree as she rested.
Raven sat on her right; the chair pulled close to the bed.
He watched her as she slept, various emotions flickering across his handsome features before he noticed he wasn’t alone.
All I saw was the intimidating V.P. of the club watching over my sister, a personally appointed protector.
“How is she?”
“Still out. Not stirred at all since we tucked her in.”
Tucked her in? What an odd way to phrase it.
“You were the one who saved Bree, weren’t you?” It didn’t occur to me until now that Raven carried her inside the clubhouse, and he was the one who helped settle her into this room.
His pale blue eyes didn’t stray from my sister. “It was a club effort.”
“What happened when you found her?”
“That’s not my business to say,” he replied carefully.
Oh, I didn’t like that response at all. Was he protecting me from hearing the worst? Or staying silent because of the club?
“Raven, I need to know. She’ll tell me everything when she’s ready, but I need to know what happened when you found her. Was she alone?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“And?”
His face twisted into a mask of rage before he shoved to his feet, moving away from the bed. “Two men were holding her down. I don’t know how much happened before I got there, but she wasn’t undressed completely.”
The implication was there. Was she violated? I didn’t want to know, and I needed to know at the same time. “Shit. Tell me.”
“They had her pinned down. She was fighting them off. Fucking brave if you want the truth.”
I nodded. Sounded like Bree.
“You sure you want to hear the details? It’s not pretty.”
“Yes,” I answered firmly.
“I slit the first motherfucker’s throat, and it felt too quick. I was fucking pissed they hurt Brianna, and I attacked the other one, slicing him up before the crows ate him alive.”
Woah. My eyes widened, and I swallowed hard. “Holy shit.”
Wait.
“Crows?”
He scowled. “You need to talk to Crow about this. Not my place.” He shook his head. “The assholes who did this fucking suffered. Not enough, but they didn’t die easily.”
“Thank you.” My gaze met the firm resolution in his eyes as he nodded, then turned toward Bree. His entire expression softened. A look of tenderness that contradicted the anger of moments ago took over, twisting his features from malicious to a gentle curiosity.
“She’s special.”
“Yes,” I agreed. Bree was not only unique but incredibly gifted. One of the most intelligent and hardworking people I knew.
“I’m glad I was there.”
“Me too, Raven.”
He cleared his throat before turning toward Bree. “How long has she suffered from epilepsy?”
“Since she was little. As long as I can remember.”
He seemed sad. “I wish we’d found her sooner. This could have been prevented.”
I didn’t know what he was talking about. “What do you mean?”
He seemed to snap out of a daze. “Nothing. The ramblings of an old biker. Ignore me. I’ll return in a few hours to check in on you both. Red will be outside. He’ll grab anything you need. Just let him know.”
“I appreciate it.”
Raven left, but I caught the glance he gave my sister.
A haunting, intense yearning that brought tears to my eyes.
Something about the way he watched her made my heart ache.
It wasn’t that I thought he would harm her or had ill intent.
It almost seemed as if she reminded him of someone else.
The raw feelings he didn’t hide were that strong.
Someday I might just ask him what this was about and insist he share the same honesty as he did with her rescue.
THE SINK FILLED WITH bloody water as I washed my hands, my head hanging low as I sighed.
These motherfuckers weren’t as easy to flip as I hoped.
The first was too weak, and he died before we could learn anything new.
The second guy hung from the beams in the ceiling, and his limp body wasn’t giving anything else away for at least a few hours.
His battered frame needed a break before we began round two.
I didn’t like it, but I needed to listen to Hawk and return after checking on Bella.
With a sigh, I trudged upstairs, finding my room empty. Not surprising since she probably didn’t want to leave her sister’s side.
I stripped off my t-shirt and flung it into the hamper in my bathroom, stripping out of the bloody clothes I’d been wearing and taking a quick shower.
Once dressed, I snatched up my keys, smokes, sunglasses, and wallet.
My cut was waiting for me on the back of a chair.
Prospect cleaned it while I was washing up. Nice job, kid.
Red stood outside the door to the guest room as I ticked my head at him and reached for the handle, turning the knob before I walked inside. Bella’s head rested on the bed, her hand over her sister’s. She was asleep.
Fuckin’ cutest thing I ever saw.
I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture, smiling when I thought of how she’d react later when I showed it to her. Reaching out, I shook her shoulder gently.
Bella’s head lifted, and she blinked, giving me one of her sexy smiles. “Hi.”
“Hi, beautiful.”
“I have no idea how long I’ve been out.”
“Probably a couple of hours,” Raven answered, shutting the door behind him. I never heard him open it. “Figured it was time I gave you a break, Bella. Pres wants some time with you. If Brianna wakes up, you’ll be the first to know.”
“Thanks, Raven.”
“Anytime, honey.”
I reached for Bella’s hand and held it firmly enough that she knew I didn’t want her to pull away. There were a dozen things I could have said, but no words could convey what I wanted her to know. For men like me, words were often wasted.
I wasn’t a guy that had three degrees and knew how to put my feelings into words that would make her swoon. I didn’t do romantic and fluffy nights on the town in the fanciest restaurants. I was a simple biker with simple needs. What I had to say, I could do without many words.
She let me lead her up the stairs and into my room, watching as I shut the door.
I brought her to the bed and gently pushed her down on it, slowly stripping off my cut and laying it over the back of a chair.
My t-shirt lifted over my head next, followed by my boots as I stooped down to pull them off.
I slid off my belt, folding it in half as I ticked my chin at her.
“Need you naked, baby. Fast.”
Her tongue slipped through the seam of her lips and swiped across the bottom one.
“I want you on all fours, ass up in the air and knees apart.”
I thought I would come from the hungry, seductive, needy purr that fell from her lips.
Bella slowly began to undress, flinging aside her boots, jeans, and tank top. “Like what you see?” she asked, popping out a hip.
“I sure do,” I replied without shame, gobbling up the vision of her in black lace. “Turn around.”
She did as I asked, wiggling her ass as my view filled with her plump round cheeks. Fuck. Me.
Bella bent over, grabbing her ankles, and I hissed as I realized how flexible she was and how easy it would be to fuck her as she wrapped her hands around them. Damn. I wasn’t waiting.
My hand slapped each cheek, squeezing the perfect mounds as I groaned. “You have no idea how much I love this ass.”
“Prove it.”
“By fucking you? Already on the same page, darlin’.”
I slid my fingers beneath the material and lightly caressed her skin, staying away from her glistening pussy. She was aroused and didn’t hide it. “Tell me, Bella. What’s your favorite way to be fucked?”
“Hold me down, take me hard, pound into me with that huge cock I keep getting glimpses of,” she answered without hesitation.
“You’re a dirty girl, Bella. I think you should be punished.”
A moan was the only answer as I slid a finger along the seam of her sex. Dropping to my knees, I leaned in and swiped across her nether lips with my tongue. “Fuck. You taste delicious. I need to fuck you with my tongue first.”
“Yes!”
“You okay? No head rush?”
“I used to compete with Bree to see who could stay upside down the longest. I always won.”
Good to know.
“Don’t move,” I ordered, diving into her folds as I spread them apart with my fingers.
My tongue dove inside, sliding in and out, licking, slurping, devouring her pussy as she trembled, nearly falling over.
When she lost her balance, I slapped her on both cheeks hard, keeping her in place. “No moving.”
“Crow,” she pleaded.
“Not in the bedroom. In front of my club, I’m Crow. When we’re alone, you’ll address me as Austin or sir. Nothing else.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Stand up.”
She stood, wobbling slightly as I chuckled, pulling her against me. “I’m going to eat your pussy, but you’re not going to come yet. Understood?”
Her eyes glazed over, and she nodded.
“Out loud.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Lay down on the bed and scoot to the edge. I want that cunt in my face.”
She obeyed, opening her legs so wide I didn’t have to ask. Good girl.
She trembled as I lowered to the floor on my knees, holding her legs apart. “May I touch you?”
“Always. You can always touch me. I fucking love it.”
One of her hands gently slid across my jaw and cupped it as our eyes met. “I want this with you, Austin. For as long as you want me, I’m here. You don’t have to promise me anything other than having your full attention when we’re alone.”
This fucking woman was going to be my ol’ lady.
She didn’t know how she snared my heart already and stirred a longing deep inside I’d never felt for any other woman.
The crow instincts rooted in me knew she was special.
A woman to cherish because she wasn’t just a quick fuck. Bella was so much more.
She’s my mate.
I stood up, covering her body with my own. “You know I want more than sex, right?”
“Tell me in your words what that means to you. I don’t know biker code.”
“It means you’re mine, Bella. All mine. To fuck. To kiss. To protect. To ride with me. Stay by my side. I want it all with you.”
“And love? Do you believe in it?”
I might have been pissed to have this conversation with any other woman. Not with my Bella. She needed to know where we stood before I made her come so many times she lost count.
“What if I told you my heart already recognized yours? That I knew in that bar that you were mine, and I wasn’t joking when I asked you to marry me.”
She smiled, patting me on the cheek. “I see. And the love part?”
“That won’t take long, beautiful. You own more of my heart every fucking minute.”