I looked in Reed’s eyes with a lot of thankfulness. Thankfulness he had risked his life to take out Juan and come for me. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him passionately, pulling him down on top of me in the bed. His hand snaked up my shirt to massage at my right breast, causing me to moan into his mouth. Being with Reed was the perfect distraction from our current predicament, and I wanted to take full advantage of that.
I pressed myself up against him, wriggling my hips against his pants. I could feel that he was already hard inside of his ridiculous khakis. So, I reached down and took them off as fast as I could, letting those and his boxers slide to the edge of the bed.
Reed balanced himself over my body as I slid my own pants down, revealing my wet and wanting pussy. His face dived in, lapping at my sweetness as I arched my back into the pleasure of his motions. I reached down to let my fingers run through his hair, which was now bleached like a California Ken doll. It was soft, though, and familiar, as I used it to hold his face to my aching center, just wanting more. Being in bed with Reed was the best comfort a woman could ask for.
His tongue slid in and out of my wet pussy like a pleasant snake, and I moaned softly at the sensation. But even as I felt my body getting warm, letting me know I was close, I knew it wasn’t going to be enough. I wanted to feel him too.
I whimpered, feeling deprived of his body. Then, he licked up to my navel, and I sighed as he spread my legs wide, letting his thick cock make its way inside of me. I had missed this. I needed this.
I slid my nails up his back, scratching and letting out all my emotions that way, probably leaving long marks along his skin. He bent down to nip at my neck in response to my own violence. My whole body tensed up, loving this new edge to our love making. It was raw and desperate and sad and angry. It was amazing.
I moaned and bucked my hips within his set rhythm until I screamed his name, not caring if the other agents could hear me.
Chapter 19
Daisy
I had a feeling that the reason that Reed and Elena were not around and not in contact was because something awful had happened. Seamus had come back with the girls in utter shock, telling us he had heard gunshots and then Reed came out looking like he’d seen a ghost. They’d split up somewhere in Texas with Seamus having orders to bring the girls home and let Reed go. That was all he knew and all we were left with nothing other than the orders to keep each other safe and trust no one. I knew the cartel we had been doing dealings with was nasty, and I could only imagine what they might do to anyone of us, especially Reed if he had harmed or killed one of them. I was nervous as hell, and tension was already high because Kyle had been around more and more since Reed had disappeared.
I had to admit, though, as annoying as hell as he was and as many awful memories as he brought back to me, he was doing a decent job at keeping morale up. He was even helping with getting the women Seamus had got back nice and settled. It really confused me, because I had my eyes set on someone else already. I wanted to keep to myself for a little while longer, but it was hard even to know that was right with my epic ex running around the bar all day long like the ghost from Christmas fucking past.
It was around eight or nine at night, and almost everyone was in the bar, having a drink and shooting the shit like they always did. It seemed like the most normal night we had in a little bit. But that soon changed when a group of Mexican men stormed into the place with guns of all sizes, shooting it up like it was war.
I screamed with the rest of the girls and dropped behind the bar, trying to pull as many people back there with me as I could. The shots just didn’t stop, and I knew some of our men had pulled out their guns and joined in the crossfire. Deep down, I was afraid that would only make it worse. How many people got killed from crossfire in MC fights? There were a lot I knew in my time on this Earth, and I didn’t want to see it happen to anyone I loved. But as I crouched behind the bar and prayed that the guns would run out ammo and the men would leave without taking prisoners, I knew that there couldn’t be that much gunfire without a loss of life or limb.
I began to flat out cry, hugging Michelle to me. She was the only comfort I had. I was scared shitless that I was going to be taken once again, become one of those women sold into sex slavery down south. It wasn’t a life I would live through after what had happened to me in the past. I would fuckin’ slit my wrists before I did it again.
Eventually, the guns quieted inside, and I could hear the men pushing the Mexicans outside, out into the open. I would go to jail any damn day if the noise and chaos was just seen and heard by somebody who could come and make it stop.
Jenna crawled over to me and pointed to the basement entrance. Just in case they came back in, that was probably the best bet. So, we began to lead all the women, crawling until we got to the stairs, and we ran as fast as we could, locking ourselves inside until someone could come tell us it was safe to get out.
I knew if a god existed I wasn’t on such good terms with him, but I bowed my head and prayed anyway. I found I wasn’t the only one. What was going to be left of the bar and the people I called my family after this was all over?
We held hands together down there for hours until we were too exhausted to keep ourselves awake.
***
I climbed into the ambulance like the fuckin’ softie that I was, looking down at the man I once loved, fighting for his life. He looked like hell, with blood all over him. My heart was torn. Even as I hated this man’s guts for abandoning me, I couldn’t let him die alone. I held his hand and cried for the second time in the last 24 hours, not knowing if the EMTs had even been able to get to any of our injured members on time. I didn’t even want to think about the dead ones we lost back at home. If I could just get through this one, I could worry about the rest later.
My damn cell began to ring in my pocket, and I picked it up. I had never been so fuckin’ received to hear the Prez’s voice. “Oh, my god, Reed!” I screamed, losing my shit right then and there. “They fuckin slaughtered us. They blew bullet holes through the place for hours. Where the hell are you?”
“The most I can tell you is that Elena and I left to keep something like this from happening. I couldn’t be more fucking sorry we were wrong. Dais’, Dais’, just tell me. Tell me who we lost. How bad is it?”
I could hear the distress in his voice. Someone had gotten to him first and told him what happened. Nothing was more humiliating or devastating for a Prez than having your members gunned down in an attack like that. I wondered how Elena was feeling and if the Vipers had met a similar fate.
I meant to tell him about the four we lost, including one of the girls he had saved, but there was only one person on my mind right now to speak of. “Kyle, your fuckin’ brother. He thought he was a bad ass and pushed them outside and off the property. He’s got bullet holes all in him and there was so much blood. It doesn’t look good, Reed. I’m in the ambulance with him now, and they’re working on him as best they can. But he just looks so red and so out of it, Reed. Please, tell me you’re coming back. We don’t know what to do without you.”
It was selfish to ask because I knew the two of them were probably safer where they were. But the MC would fall apart now without his leadership. And obviously being in hiding had done nothing.
“I think we’re both coming back. We’re going to figure this out, Dais’. Just hang in there. Do you want to talk to Elena?” He knew what the answer was before I even said it, and the phone was passed off to her. I could hear her tears before she even said a word.
“Shit, Daisy. I’m so fucking sorry for leaving you guys behind. I was just so sure you’d be safe if we disappeared. How can I ever make this up to you?” She sounded just as distraught as I was. In just a brief time she had made herself fit in with us like family. She was like the sister I never had. I just wanted to hug her so we could both know it would be okay, but I couldn’t.
“It’s not your fault, Elena. I know it ain’t. They were sick men; a
ssholes. This was bound to happen one day. I just hope we find a way to make them pay for what they did.” It was the truth. I was seein’ red.
“You’re damn straight we will.” I knew when Elena said something like that, she meant it.
Chapter 20
Elena
It was under cover of night that we returned to what was left of the bar. It had been blown through with bullet holes, at least in the actual front half of the building. A couple of the rooms had caught some damage as well; including Reed’s office. Tears had poured from me until my eyes had run dry. I was sure I wouldn’t be able to produce any again for a long time.
As I slid into bed with Reed, it was hard to think of it as a safe place anymore, even though I was glad to be home. I couldn’t help but feel a deep regret for letting the FBI hide us away instead of staying and fighting with our MCs.
Reed turned over and looked at me, and I could see the same tired guilt in his eyes. I stroked my fingers through his still light-colored hair. It had grown on me a little since we’d been gone, but I was happy to see his five-o’clock shadow again. I leaned in and kissed him, tears running down my face, believing my previous thought. I pressed myself up against him, only his boxers and my cami and matching panties to keep our bodies apart. His warmth was comforting and real; the only solid and tangible thing I had to go on right then.
We easily slipped into each other, my panties down to my toes and then tangling in the blankets before he unfurled his cock. He slid his warm member into me, making love to me slowly and surely, the way I needed it right now. There was sadness in our rocking motions that we shared as a held on for dear life. Soon, I was shivering in his arms as his warmth spilled inside of me. It was the only way I was going to sleep that night.
***
I hung up the phone and sat down at the bar, or what was left of it, feeling drained. It had taken all the convincing within me to get the FBI to let me go back Tennessee before they had caught Rafael Ramirez as we knew his full name to be now. Luckily, they had already apprehended a few of his associates on their way back into Mexico and were able to bust one location where they were holding a good fifteen girls hostage in terrible conditions. My career was about to burst open, but all I could think about was all the losses that had taken place because we had underestimated Juan and the cartel. The repairs were slow coming, and we had held a memorial for those lost already. But the one piece of good news we had was that Kyle was coming home from the hospital any minute now.
Daisy had headed to the hospital to pick him up. He had died on the table during surgery several times, but he had somehow pulled through. I had never seen Daisy so upset or confused before. The minute I’d come back, she ran into my arms and spilled the beans about all her conflicted feelings. There was another man she had been with for a bit, but it wasn’t too serious yet. She didn’t tell me who, and I didn’t push her. She had also told me that when she saw Kyle laying there and dying, all the feelings, she had once felt for him came rushing right back into her heart like they had never left. I felt for her. I couldn’t imagine the emotional rollercoaster she had been on ever since he came back, and now with a near death experience added in, it was just impossible to fathom.
The two walked in the door, Kyle with an obvious limp and looking worse for the wear. He wasn’t going to be 100 percent for quite a while, but as I understood it, a lot of the members owed him their life. He led the fight back against the cartel and put them on the run.
Everyone in the bar cheered for his arrival, and I tried to put a smile on my face for the sake of what was appropriate and what Dais needed from me, but I just wasn’t feeling it.
Reed turned around and grabbed a beer from behind the bar and raised it, tapping it with his keys to get everyone’s attention. I was sure he was going to give a toast in thanks to his brother, but instead, he turned to me.
Everyone watched as Reed grabbed my hand and looked right into my eyes. I had no idea what was going on. “Babe, you have been my everything through thick and thin since you got here. I would trust you with my life. I once told you that you were my ride or die when I gave you this cut.” He reached over and felt the leather of my jacket between his fingers. I looked at him curiously, but he gave away nothing.
“I kept thinking of ways I could let you know what you meant to me and how to top myself, but it just wasn’t coming to me. But then I realized, there was only one fuckin’ thing left to do.” He got down on one knee, and a collective gasp went around the room. I could feel my hand shaking in his, finally realizing what he was about to do. What the hell was he thinking?
“Life is too damn short, babe, and I want you with me every crazy ass minute of it. So, I want to know, if you’ll marry me, and make me the luckiest fuckin’ man in the world.” I was surprised when I felt the hint of a tear dripping down my cheek. Was this what I wanted, to marry Reed? It hadn’t been too long since I was engaged and suffocated and then betrayed. But that didn’t matter anymore. Reed knew me inside and out and still loved me. I didn’t see the point in turning him down.
I opened my mouth to give him my answer as everyone was watching and waiting.
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