Chapter five
Banshee
I carried my little fairy pixy to our bed after apologizing to her over and over again. I tucked her in, getting hard seeing her in my space. No, our space.
“Where are you going?” she asked, leaning against one elbow as she watched me get dressed.
“I have a meeting.”
Her eyes narrowed.
Fuck.
I was hoping she’d be too tired to ask any questions after milking six orgasms out of her, half with my tongue, and the other half with my cock. Hell, in truth I was hoping to get out without her waking up.
“A meeting with who?”
I threw my head back, staring at the ceiling, not wanting to lie to her, but not wanting to get into an argument with her either.
“Zeus called your brother after we verified the Outsiders had nothing to do with Cletus’ death. Someone is killing men from both clubs, and it’s too much to be a coincidence. We need to figure out who we pissed off, and who’s coming after us.”
She scrambled to get free of the comforter I just put her in.
“Stop, Pix. I know you want to go, but this is biker shit. I’m not going to explain it to you, because you’re too smart for me to talk down to you. You’ve been in this business long enough to know what’s up. I need you to stay here. Stay safe. You can yell at me when I get home. I promise I’ll let you scream your heart out as soon as I pull into the driveway, but I need you to be safe. And safe is staying here.”
The struggle on her face was clear. I watched as she played through all her choices. I wasn’t worried, she was smart, she understood what it was about to be a biker’s old lady. She nodded in agreement, she’d come to the right decision. Just like I knew she would.
“You’re going to read me a foreign book when you get back, and I want the accent and all.”
“If I must,” I answered with a smile.
“Naked.” There went my dick again. This girl was going to drive me wild, and I loved it.
“If you insist, I guess I can handle your terms. You drive a hard bargain.”
On her knees she inched to the end of the bed. “What would the Reaper’s Rebels think if they knew how pussy-whipped you were?”
My hands molded around her tits, squeezing them hard enough she gasped. “If they knew how good your pussy was they’d understand.” My fingers glided down her stomach, reaching in between her legs. She spread her knees, giving me better access to her tight wetness.
I stroked her, watching her face grow tight from pleasure. Right before she leapt off the edge of her pleasure I pulled my fingers away, sucking on them. Tasting her juices on my fingers, only stopping when I sucked them clean.
“You’re an asshole,” she said, replacing my hand with hers, not wanting to be denied.
I grabbed her wrist before she could touch her dripping pussy, getting the orgasm she was on the brink of.
“Nope, you don’t get to get off until I’m back here. I’ll have a rock hard cock while having a discussion with your brother of all people, and you’ll have a wet snatch. We’ll be even.”
“You’re evil.”
“And you love me.” Her eyes went wide. She didn’t have to say it, or admit it just yet. I knew. Without the time to discuss our love for each other, I gave her a quick kiss, tucked her back in, and headed out to the clubhouse.
We were seated around the table when the Outsiders showed up. I kept bouncing my leg wanting to get home to Finley, wanting to finish what we started. Zeus gave a signal to one of the prospects to let the Outsiders in so we could figure this shit out.
Flame walked in with three of his guys behind him. He scanned the room, when his attention hooked on me, his nostrils flared with anger. “I don’t want him here.” He didn’t look away from me as he addressed Zeus.
“He’s my Enforcer, and one of my most trusted men. He stays. You’re going to need to get over your shit with him, Flame. The only way the Outsiders are going to survive is if you agree to become a chapter of the Reaper’s Rebels. I’m giving you another chance, because if someone took away my younger sister I’d want to kill them too. But my patience only lasts so long. Banshee’s a good guy. He loves your sister and is taking care of her. It’s the best I can offer you. So sit down and stop pouting so we can figure this shit out.”
The whole time I stared right back at Flame, refusing to back down. Zeus was right on some things, and I had to give him credit on how smooth he was with Flame.
