Chapter Twelve.
Rooster
K enny was asleep in his bed when he arrived home. Rooster hadn’t realised how late it was, and the house was silent. He spotted the wigs on their stands and hoped Kenny was happy with them. His poor girl had been through the mill. Rooster shut the door and checked on the boys. He stifled a laugh when he saw Brax’s bald head.
Kenny had texted and let him know what his youngest son had done. Rooster had to admire Brax’s loyalty to Kenny.
He picked up a few things and headed for Kenny’s room. Rooster would much rather share a bed with Kenny, but he wasn’t one hundred per cent there yet. But he would be soon. Kenny was special, and she’d never look at him with disgust. He was certain of it .
Kendara
“The boys know where they’re meant to be, babe. Don’t let them fool you,” Rooster said as I tucked into bacon and eggs.
“Are they supervised?” I asked worriedly.
If they weren’t, they needed to be.
“Diesel and Sunny will have them today. Apparently, , they’re scrubbing something with toothbrushes,” Rooster said with a grin.
“Wow, the punishments keep coming,” I drawled with a laugh.
“Yeah. The boys need to realise just how dangerous their actions were. And they could have killed someone. However, the outcome was they badly hurt you, and even though it’s been a week, you’re not back to normal yet,” Rooster stated.
“I’m not disagreeing,” I said quickly.
“I know. But I wanted you to understand where the club was coming from. We don’t take what they did lightly, and the punishment needs to fit the crime.” “Talking to a lawyer, honey, I completely agree.”
“What have you got planned for today? Are the old ladies visiting?” Rooster asked.
“Rooster, I can be left alone. I am an adult,” I teased.
“A wounded adult who’s suffered hell. Why don’t you take advantage of the weather and use the pool today? ”
“Not a bad idea. Iced tea and a good book and some sun sounds great.”
“Don’t let anybody see that body other than me,” Rooster said, turning and kissing me. He broke it off quicker than I wanted because a clatter of footsteps meant the boys were coming.
The kids weren’t happy with another day’s punishment, but Rooster promised them a picnic in the Hills if they behaved for a few more days. This clearly indicated something good because they shut up, ate breakfast, and disappeared before I knew it.
“So, a picnic is the solution to getting them to behave?”
“We go to some falls where they can jump off and swim. The area’s pretty safe and they love going. We take a boat and visit a nearby lake. It’s a great day for active boys,” Rooster explained as I nodded.
“Not you?”
“Big hard to dive with the bionic leg. The weight would drag me down,” Rooster said.
“So, remove it. Do you have crutches? Use them to go to the top of the waterfall and dive off,” I suggested.
Rooster looked unsure.
“Who gives a fuck, Rooster, what others think? Nobody matters but us,” I spat and then felt unsure.
“True,” Rooster agreed, moving forward and holding me.
Unconsciously, I touched a hand to my head and tried to stop self-doubts from flooding in.
“Let’s be honest. It’s been one drama after another since we met,” I whispered.
Rooster cupped my head and tucked me in tight to his chest. “Yup, and I wouldn’t change any of it. Because it brought me, you. And that’s a gift I’ll treasure forever.”
My insides melted at Rooster’s words.
“Well, I’d change going bald,” I said with a soft laugh.
“Not even that, because that incident showed your dignity, grace and capacity for forgiveness,” Rooster challenged.
“And the fact I ugly cry.”
“Do you? Strange, I didn’t notice,” Rooster teased and laughed as I pinched his flank. Terrible man.
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I was lying by the pool when I sensed something was wrong. Thalia and Chey were beside me, all three of us in bikinis and chilling out. But I felt someone watching me. Sitting up puzzled, I peered around, confused. There was nobody here but us.
“Kenny?” Chey asked.
“Someone’s watching,” I murmured.
“Um, thought that was my imagination,” Chey said, coming upright.
“No, somebody’s here, but I can’t see anyone,” I whispered.
Rooster’s backyard looked out over the woods, and it would be easy for someone to hide in there with binoculars. Rooster had explained the land Hellfire owned had been fenced in, but how easy would it be to climb a fence?
“Let’s go in because this feels threatening,” Chey said.
We all got to our feet and as soon as we were inside, the feeling lessened. Warily, I grabbed a wrap and tied it around me as the women did the same.
“Rooster doesn’t have cameras inside his home, does he?” Chey asked with a shiver.
“No. But there is definitely somebody outside in the trees,” I said.
“I’m calling Bear. Someone needs to get out there,” Thalia interrupted, looking worried.
“Yeah, this doesn’t feel right,” Chey agreed.
We moved away from the big windows in the kitchen and headed into Rooster’s office. I knew it had no windows, and nobody could spy on us. Also, hidden behind a panel was a safe room.
Thalia’s phone rang as mine beeped. She answered it quickly after mouthing Bear’s name.
‘Stay in the house. Fanatic, Wraith, and Slaughter are on their way. ’ Rooster texted me.
‘We’re in the office, and I’m going to open the safe room’s door just in case,’ I replied.
‘Do it,’ Rooster sent back.
Obediently, I went to a small panel and pressed before it dipped and then slid to one side. I typed in the code to open the same room and bent as it did an eyeball scan. When Rooster had shown me this a few days ago, I’d laughed and teased him mercilessly for being paranoid. Now I was grateful for the high-tech shit. The door slid open and would stay open until we either closed it from the outside or inside.
“Holy shit, I thought Celt and I only had a safe room,” Chey exclaimed and looked inside Rooster’s.
“You have one? Bear made me promise not to tell anyone about ours unless needed,” Thalia said.
“What’s the betting they all do,” I mused.
“Probably, considering how much trouble finds us. The clubhouse can also be secured,” Chey mentioned.
“Guess they take security seriously after what happened at their old clubhouse,” I muttered, tense. Quickly, I moved to the door and bolted it. That made me feel better.
We sat down and waited, talking quietly. It was five minutes before we heard Fanatic shouting our names.
Thalia went to open the door, and I stopped her. “Don’t, we don’t know if someone is making Fanatic call us. Just wait a few moments.” Thalia looked at me wide-eyed but nodded.
“We’re here and locked in, Fanatic,” I shouted.
“Stay locked down, Kenny. We’ve found tracks in the woods,” Fanatic replied. “We’re securing the house.”
“Okay,” I called back.
My heart was thudding in my chest. Rooster sent another text telling me he was on his way.
“Kenny, you can come out. The house is secure now,” Fanatic called. “But Bear and some others are chasing somebody in the trees.” Cautiously, I unlocked the door and peered out and saw Fanatic’s grim face. “You’re fine, Kenny. ”
“Someone was watching us,” Thalia said, sauntering out. Chey followed, and after locking the safe room back up, I exited the study.
“Stay in the living room and away from windows,” Slaughter grunted.
“Do we know who it is?” I asked.
“No.”
“Could it be paparazzi? We’ve had trouble with them before,” Chey said with a sigh.
Oh, I bet Chey had. Being the lead singer of a popular band, The Wild Wind , Chey was more than used to her privacy being invaded.
“Possibly. Wouldn’t be the first time they’ve tried to breach our defences and got chased for it,” Wraith agreed.
But I could tell Wraith didn’t believe that. “You’re lying. Nobody knew the walls had been breached. You first realised when we called.” Wraith scowled and muttered under his breath. With a smirk, I offered a sweet smile in return, and Wraith turned to watch out of the windows.
Long minutes ticked by with us all sitting tensely, and then we heard bikes coming up the road towards the houses. Bear swung off with Sunny and Big Al behind him.
“Chatter is checking the cameras for a clear shot, but the asshole was a ghost,” Bear announced, entering the living room.
Before I could move, Thalia was up and getting them all a cold drink from Rooster’s fridge.
“It was a man?” I asked .
“Not sure. I thought I caught sight of a small figure, about five foot five or six. And he was shaped like a man. Fucker moved fast and has a grey Toyota waiting, but the plates were smeared, and he was gone before we reached him,” Sunny said, frowning.
“An older man?” Fanatic inquired.
“Again, couldn’t tell you. Fuck, it could even have been a butch woman. It was a glimpse, nothing else. The asshole was aware of where the cameras were and avoided our traps,” Sunny continued.
“That doesn’t bode well,” Big Al grumbled.
“He either had the luck of the devil or knew where shit was,” Sunny agreed.
Sunny’s phone rang, and he answered. Sunny’s whole body stiffened, and he muttered a few words before hanging up and turning to us. “That was Chatter. The cameras picked nothing up, and they weren’t jammed either.”
“What the fuck?” Wraith demanded.
“Isn’t this what happened at my house? The feed being hacked and continuously looping?” I murmured, worried.
“I’ll have to go and check. Chatter doesn’t have the skills for that,” Sunny said.
“This isn’t good. Who the fuck is this guy? Kendara, have you ever dated or fucked off someone in the military? This guy’s abilities make me think armed forces,” Big Al asked.
“No. I rarely went on dates, as I was so busy building my career. Upsetting somebody in the military? Absolutely not. None of my clients have had links to the armed forces,” I mused as I thought back to every person I’d represented.
“No family members or friends?” Big Al persisted.
“I’d like to say no, but I can’t be one hundred per cent. Of course, I didn’t get full backgrounds, so there could be a pissed-off cousin or brother somewhere.”
“We’re going to have to do some deep searches, Kenny. Not on the clients you defended!” Big Al said quickly, seeing my glower. “But on their spouses or ex-partners.”
“I can get you their names and addresses, but you better not pry into my clients. They were victims,” I stressed.
“Totally agree, sweetness, we won’t dig into them unless we have to. It could be one of them had a brother that fixated on you,” Big Al said.
“Big Al, my clients are off limits,” I emphasised.
“We’ll do what we gotta do to protect you, Kendara. But I agree for now, and if we have to look into them, we can have another conversation.” Big Al offered an olive branch.
“Fine by me,” I agreed.
The door opened, and Rooster angrily strode across the room. He folded me into his arms, and I burrowed into his body. “You okay, my Kenny girl?” he murmured.
“I am now you’re home. The stalker is back. It’s not worth putting the boys at risk,” I whispered, suddenly aware of my hands shaking. I fisted them into Rooster’s tee.
“You had two,” Rooster replied, and I stiffened in his arms. What?
People began moving around us, and Chey touched me on the shoulder. “Hear him out, Kenny. This is where their alphaassholeness kicks in.”
“Okay,” I murmured. I lifted my head and saw we were alone. I speared Rooster with a dark look. “Start talking.”
“Clive Parsons admitted being the one to run you off the road, and he was also behind the attempted hit and run. But he didn’t break into your house and move shit around,” Rooster said.
“And you know this how?”
Rooster sent me a stare that I couldn’t decipher. “Do you need to know?”
“Yes.”
Rooster pulled out his wallet and yanked a twenty-dollar bill from it. “If I hire you, then I have attorney and client privilege?”
“Yes,” I replied, guessing where he was going.
Rooster handed me the bill. “You now work for me. I can wait for a contract. Hellfire knows Parsons didn’t do that shit because we brought him in. Parsons took a severe beating, but while he admitted the vehicle attempts, he denied being in your house.”
“Where is Clive, Rooster?”
I already knew the answer deep down. But I needed to hear Rooster admit it. I had to know Rooster trusted me. I silently ripped the bill in half and handed it back. Rooster studied me.
“Clive Parsons died at my hand, Kendara, after my club—with Onyx and Venom—beat him to a pulp. Every fuckin’ injury Parsons put on Lola and his kids, every bruise he caused you, we gave him. Then I took my knife and stabbed Parsons in the throat and let him choke to death on his own blood.”
I held Rooster’s eyes.
“And Clive’s buried in a deep grave.”
Rooster’s eyebrows flew upwards. “Don’t worry about it.”
“If the body comes back to haunt you…”
“We have a furnace on the land we burn wood and shit in, and it gets hot enough to disintegrate a corpse.”
“Good. Check for bone fragments and smash them with a hammer,” I said.
Rooster blinked.
“I’m human, Rooster, and while I uphold the law, sometimes it lets victims down. Justice is justice.”
“Kenny, I’m taking you to bed,” Rooster said.
“About fucking time,” I replied.
Rooster
As soon as the words left her mouth, he swept Kenny up into his arms. Without a second thought, Rooster headed straight for the bedroom and shoved the door open. Rooster carefully set Kenny down on her feet before shutting the door and facing her.
“This is your chance to say no. Feel free to stop at any time, but if my leg is the reason, please tell me now,” Rooster stated.
Kendara looked him dead in the eyes. Rooster saw nothing but desire there.
“If you don’t fuck me soon, Roo, I’m going to kick your prosthetic from under you and fuck you myself, hear me?” she replied.
Rooster almost tackled her to the bed. Kenny laughed, grabbed his face and drew him close to her. Rooster didn’t hesitate and kissed the shit out of her while he supported himself on one elbow. He didn’t want to crush her with his weight. Kenny leaned into the kiss, taking what she wanted and giving back herself.
Rooster rarely kissed women, but he’d never kissed one like this. All their kisses had been magical, but this one more so. Kenny’s hands roamed his chest, finding his nipples and pinching them. Rooster slid a hand up her leg and over the short robe, she wore to her breast and kneaded it as Kenny tore her mouth from him, panting.
“Harder,” she whispered.
“How much pain do you like?”
“That much,” Kenny gasped as he pinched her nipple hard, and she arched upwards. A wicked grin crossed his face as Kenny writhed under his hand. Rooster shuffled down the bed a little and took her other breast in his mouth. He lightly bit her nipple, and Kenny squealed in pleasure.
Rooster lavished attention on them before undoing her robe. The sight of Kenny’s body in her bikini nearly undone him there and then .
Kenny’s body wasn’t model-perfect, her breasts were large, and her waist small. Her hips flared out, and her legs were a little thick, but they were beautifully shaped. However, Rooster had a different target in mind. Without warning, he flipped Kenny onto her front and moaned as her ass jiggled.
“Fuck me,” Rooster groaned and spanked her semi-hard. Kenny cried out in surprise, and Rooster rubbed a hand over his slap before repeating it.
“Jesus, woman, I just wanna rub my cock amongst those beautiful cheeks of yours,” Rooster murmured as he slapped the other cheek. His hand caressed it better, and then he cupped her cheeks and squeezed.
“I’m in love with your ass,” he said, bending and kissing her cheeks.
Kenny moaned under his ministrations as he slapped, kneaded and nipped until she was writhing on the bed. “On your knees, baby,” Rooster demanded.
Kenny obeyed as Rooster undid his jeans. He freed his cock and rubbed it between her ass cheeks.
“Rooster!” Kenny cried and pushed back against him.
“Fuck, no, Kenny, I’m going to enjoy this.”
Rooster continued rubbing his cock between her ass cheeks and bent over her, and touched her clit. Kenny spasmed against him, her cheeks clenching around him, and he moaned in pure delight.
Kenny was soaked, and Rooster kept slipping his finger through her slick heat, teasing her nub but not letting her come .
He moved away and flipped her back over, and nearly died as she lay there with her legs open for him. Rooster ripped off her bottoms and dived between her legs. He loved this, but rarely performed it. Rooster’s tongue sought Kenny’s tight little nub, and he used his teeth to inflict the barest amount of pain on it. He freed a hand to pinch a nipple and assaulted Kenny with kicks and nips.
“I’m coming!” Kenny cried, and Rooster upped his attention. He gave her nipple a hard twist and bit her nub at the same time, and Kenny came in his mouth screaming.
Fuck, Kenny tasted better than he could have ever imagined. Rooster licked her clean, still teasing her clit. He knew how sensitive it would be after coming. But Kenny wasn’t going to come again just yet.
Rooster moved to the edge of the bed and stood up. He yanked his tee off and then slipped his jeans down his legs. Kenny lay there, watching him with languorous eyes. Her gaze hit his cock and stuck there. Rooster was amused when she licked her lips. As he stepped out of his jeans, Kenny was taking him in her mouth.
Her hands clenched his thighs as she took him deep in her throat.
“Shit, Kenny,” Rooster gasped and grabbed her head. Kenny willingly bobbed up and down, her fingers running up and down his legs and squeezing his ass. Rooster vaguely noted now she didn’t avoid his amputation, but ran her fingers gently around where his leg joined his prosthetic .
“Kenny, I’m going to come, and I wanna do that inside you,” Rooster growled, feeling his balls tighten. He went to pull away, but Kenny locked her hands and struggled to hold him in place. Rooster reached down and tweaked a nipple, and her mouth popped open with a mew.
“The first time I spill will be inside you, woman,” Rooster said firmly. He said on the bed and unfastened his prosthetic. He was well aware of Kenny watching every movement he made.
As soon as he laid it down, she tackled him onto his back and climbed on top. She pulled her bikini off and rubbed her clit against his straining cock.
Rooster reached up to cup her breasts, but Kenny was already there. Her head was thrown back as she kneaded them and ground frantically against him. Rooster lowered his hands, grabbed her waist, and lifted her. He quickly adjusted himself, and Kenny pushed herself down on him.
“Fuck,” Rooster moaned as he slid inside her slick heat. She was tight, and he was worried about hurting her, but Kenny slammed down on him and took his breath away.
Her hands found his chest. Kenny supported herself as she began riding him.
Rooster gripped her waist as he met her increasingly frantic movements.
“Harder!” Kenny cried, and Rooster thrust deeper inside her. With a trembling cry, Kenny fell apart in his arms as he orgasmed at the same time as her.
“Fuck!” Rooster roared as he spurted in thick streams. Kenny tipped forward against his chest, but Rooster held her in place until he stopped coming.
Their bodies slick with sweat, they lay there connected for several minutes until Kenny groaned.
“It’s a good job I’m on the pill. We didn’t use protection. I was too desperate to get you inside me,” she muttered.
“Who gives a fuck? A baby in nine months or two years. You’re mine, woman, no matter what.”
And that was that, as far as Rooster was concerned.