Mace and Marbles arrived laughing as they had apparently been brought into the conference call with Maxi. They both smiled and Jas and hugged her and then laughed at him and patted him on his head. Really?
Marbles stopped as she was walking into the living room and said, “Hey, bubba, a little message from Shady. She said the key is to let her think she is leading you into the line of fire but run faster than her to get in front. ‘Cause one hair out of place.”
“Yeah, I know, I am a dead man,” Dax said grimly and followed. Jas was already sitting in a chair talking to Mace. Maxi and Easy were both on their phones, but they were looking at Roger, well what the fuck happened?
When they were all seated, Roger said, “Here is where we are at. I called Carole, and we had a frank discussion about things in the past we knew about. And as we were talking, we realized that there were some similarities to a situation we had worked together on.”
“Why didn’t Carole remember before now?” Maxi frowned. “That woman is like a dictionary; she remembers everything you ever said.”
Roger laughed. “That she does, but when we were on the mission, it had been compromised, and we never debriefed together. They had done it separately and then sent me over here, and Carole to Washington. We didn’t have time to talk to each other because we were right into another mission. And Carole said they kept getting bits and pieces of clues, but they didn’t fit. Once we talked, we figured it out, and someone named Bus and Frankie are going to be the ones to finally get this shit under control.”
Jas looked confused, “Bus and Frankie, wait, they are already undercover.”
Roger nodded, “Let me explain. Someone appears to be cleaning up a situation that happened a long time ago but has continued on due to one man.”
“Who?” Jas asked, and then all of them jumped pulled their guns when they heard a stranger’s voice behind them.
“Senator Charles Harvey Grey III to be precise.” The silver-haired man said to them, and Maxi frowned.
“Tegan Macquire?” It was Rebel’s father, what in the hell was he doing here? And how was he involved?
“Chains!” Roger said and held out his hand, and the two men hit each other on the backs and laughed, saying it had been too long.
“Man, it has been a long fucking time,” Chains said. Easy and Maxi looked at each in dismay, and Jas stared at Roger like she had seen a bug or something. Dax, Marbles and Mace all just looked confused as shit.
“Too long,” Chains said and then looked around the room. “Well, boys, how is it going?”
Jas finally bellowed, “WHAT THE FUCK IS EVERYONE DOING COMING HERE AND INTRUDING ON MY FIRST MISSION?”
Mace ran a hand through her hair and then whispered, “It’s us, what can go wrong does go wrong. All for one and one for all.”
Jas growled, “I swear to God, nothing ever goes right with you people. Who is gonna show up next, my mother?” she said, Marbles opened her mouth, and she pointed. “If she is on her way, tell her to stay home, or I swear on Dax’s balls, I will kill someone.”
“We are all in over our head,” Roger said softly. “Sorry, but until this is resolved, it is all-hands-on-deck and trust no one other than the clubs. That is it, no one else.”
“Just a drop and grab,” Jas mimicked Fling like she hadn’t even heard Roger. “Simple, all we need is information.”
Dax looked at Jas and opened his mouth to say something and then thought better of it since apparently, she was on a rant as she continued to ignore everyone.
“I died my fucking hair ‘cause I stood out, which apparently didn’t matter because I have been tailed since California. I mean, yeah, the mission was already fucked before we even left. It is like when we thought grandma was dead and then we found out she was like a drug lordess and killer. It was awesome. Now we have a Senator and some General, which I have no clue who you are talking about, and I should know who you are talking about because this is bullshit. This was not a drop and grab. This was a drop, shot at, run, hide in Spain with a sexy man, have awesome sex, then find out that this whole shit had blown something wide open so there will be no grab, there is going to be another fucking shoot out and shit before the grab.”
Everyone in the room was silent and waited because she so wasn’t done. Jas pointed at everyone in the room except the man she didn’t know but looked familiar. And his last name was setting off alarms in her head. ‘Cause he was huge and was wearing a cut, she couldn’t see the back patch but knew she should recognize him, but she was too fucking pissed to actually stop and think.
“I am just saying, there are other clubs out there that go years, fucking years without shit happening. But our clubs? Oh, hell no, we have to stick our nose into everything, we have the mob on our side, not to mention the CIA, the FBI and any other agency with an acronym. Because of this, one second, everything is normal, and the next it is not. Every fucking time, we have monkeys, and kids being rescued. I just don’t know what the fuck to say anymore. I was trying to get away from the madness just for a little while, spread those wings, have some fun so I could share my own stories around the dining room table.”
“Uh,” Maxi held up a hand, and she turned fast and pinned him with a glare.
“Shut the fuck up right now, Maxi. You have all busted in on my mission, mine and Dax’s. Roger was along for the ride and was supposed to be like a grandpa figure, and suddenly he is like an old Terminator who is gonna help us destroy the fucking world or something. DAMN IT! Please can someone tell me what the fuck is going on, because I don’t give a shit who is here, this is my mission and I am in charge, if you don’t like it then there is the door, don’t let it hit your ass on the way out, but that is the way it is gonna be. So, who's up first because you are all taking turns explaining some shit here.”
“I am so fucking proud of you, baby!” She heard her mother say through the phone, which apparently was still connected. “Next time, throw a few more growls and cuss words in there, and you will be a force to be reckoned with like I always thought you would be.”
Jas put her hands over her face and muttered, “I need a drink, I need a drink, I need a drink!”
“Drinks all around,” Mace yelled and grabbed the whiskey from the bar and held it up to her mouth and poured some in. Then held it out to everyone with a grin.
“Deep breath,” Dax said to Jas, who was glaring at him after he had dragged her from the living room when she went for Mace’s throat.
“Deep breath, my ass. Are you hearing what I am saying, they are fucking lunatics, all of them, I knew it, and I loved them for it, but when it is my ass sitting in this situation, my first assignment and they are being fucking bat shit crazy like always it tends to be a little embarrassing? I mean, people should be scared when they see us. Instead, it is like, ‘Oh, what a cute little bunny, come here, I will put you in my pocket.’ I am not going into anyone’s pocket, seriously, no ones.”
Dax grinned and wanted to tell her how cute she was when she was pissed off, but he figured if he said that, his balls would be in danger of being shoved up his throat. Instead, he went with. “Come on, baby, calm down. You are the one who is in charge, but you can’t be in charge if you can’t calm the fuck down. I agree they are a little different, and I am a little afraid of actually seeing them all together. But right here, right now, you are in charge, and I have faith you can sort this shit out.”
Jas was breathing heavily, but she slowed her breaths as Dax’s calm voice seemed to settle her a little. “Okay.” Finally, she said and looked a Dax in the eyes, then grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to hers and kissed the shit out of him. Holy hell, he thought, she had to stop, they had business to take care of.
When Jas pulled back, she whispered, putting her forehead on his chest, “Okay, you said the wrong thing this afternoon and pissed me off, but since you rallied and kept me from killing one of the Sisters, you get a reprieve.”
Dax smiled and said, “Good, I am glad, but we still need to go back out there. It is getting late; Lena has dinner ready, and we need to figure out why that guy named ‘Chains’ is suddenly here.”
“Yeah, I am a little confused about that one, I actually remembered who he was, it is Rebel’s father, she is from the Ops, he is the leader of a club in Louisiana. What the hell is he doing overseas? How is he involved? Yeah, we need to find out.”
Jas sighed, and then Dax kissed her gently. “Come on, the soon we get this done, the sooner we can get the fuck back here, ‘cause my dick gets hard when you get all bossy and shit.”
She laughed and said, “Come on, I am hungry.”
Together they walked out of their room and down the hall through the living room and into the dining room where everyone was sitting and waiting for them apparently. Jas sat down, and Dax sat next to her.
“Okay, first question. Why are you here, ‘Chains’?” Jas said, and the older man sighed loudly.
“Well got a friend who called a while ago and said someone needed a favor and we could make some big cash on it. Asked a few questions and found out it was a hit. Now, you know my crew has no problem helping people out with problems like that ‘cause well, the bullshit story they told me kinda tugged at the heartstrings, and that is usually why we do a hit, to right some wrongs, it’s our way. Anyway, so I went to a meet with my friend and the guy who wanted the hit, and that is when I found out the hit was on Doc and or Fling. They wanted one of the heads of the Sisters or Furies killed to create chaos for a while she this guy could finish what he needed to do. Figured since my girl was with the Ops, I would be able to get it done sooner rather than later.”
Jas felt herself go still and looked around the table and saw they were all pretty pissed about right now. Fuck, this shit was getting out of fucking control.
“Okay,” Jas said, putting her hands on the table. “That doesn’t explain why you are here, though. If you wanted to you could have driven right into the gates of both clubs and killed Doc or Fling at any time, you know they would let you in.”
“Of course, I do,” Chains said calmly and then stared at her with a menacing glare. “But that doesn’t solve the problem you all are gonna have like real soon. See, since I figured you were all family, I was gonna help you out. So, I took the job, and then called Creed and Fork and spoke to them. They asked who I met with, and I described them. Took a little jaunt out to California two days ago and did a field trip with a couple of the guys to the base and pointed out the man who ordered the hit. They couldn’t tell you over the phone, which is one reason I am here, the other is the guy who ordered the hit, and three friends are the ones who followed Jas from the US. And I am feeling like they are fucking with the wrong people and told your guys I was gonna take care of this person because it just pissed me off, they thought they could use me. Plus, I knew Roger was here and figured we could catch up a little, and he could be my back up because he knows one of the players here in this scenario.”
Jas leaned down and looked at Roger, who was wearing a shirt buttoned to the top and his gray pants that looked like tweed. Roger spoke up, “Chains and I have known each other for years, he and his crew helped me out of a bad situation a long time ago, and we have remained friends, even though we are on opposite sides of the law. It was a situation I thought had been taken care of.”
“Okayyyy,” Jas said and then stared back at Chains. “Still not getting exactly why you are here.
Chains leaned forward. “Well, see the Good Senator Grey comes from the great state of Louisiana, and he had a son. When I was young and wild, I ran with him, because he had money and usually bought all the drinks. The kid was an asshole fuck up and constantly got into trouble, which his dad bailed him out of, well Roger bailed him out of since he was Chucky’s bodyguard, which is how we met. I liked Roger more than Chucky I might add. Helped Roger get Chucky out of some shit back then. So, his dad sent him to the military where I heard he fucked up even more. Don’t know the details, but do know his father was pretty pissed off about it. Word was he arranged for his son to go into a dangerous situation, knowing he would not come back out alive. At the time, I had my own problems and figure what the hell, I didn’t know the kid all that well. So, time went by, and the Senator began to get some more power. Not like I care much since it didn’t affect me, but I do keep my eye out for someone who could help me if needed. Since I knew some dirt on the guy, I just kept my mouth shut, just in case. Now, imagine my surprise when I went to the base with the boys and saw a ghost.”
Everyone was silent for a minute, and then Maxi said slowly, “If I am correct, the Senator's son was KIA during an ambush. A lot of people were pissed about that because the intel was shit. Some say this Senators son is the one who had the intel.”
Chains nodded and said, “Some say. But at any rate, I saw Chucky Grey the IV who I might add didn’t recognize me at all, but I did him, even though he had some plastic surgery done.”
“How do you know it is him then, I mean for sure.” Dax snapped, and Chains nodded.
“Well, one night, when we were drunk and rowdy, Chucky and I went to a tattoo parlor. See Chucky was always doing stupid ass shit, but this time I helped him. He wanted a tat, one that would make him looked like a ‘badass,’ he said. So, he picked out a tat of a skull and crossbones, and he had it done on the back of his neck. But we were drunk, so at the top of his tat in the hairline, I bribed the tattoo artist to put something there that would embarrass the kid. It was a little tiny rose right at the top of one of the bones. Boy was he pissed off, but then he said he would tell everyone it was for his woman. Which he didn’t have but whatever. Then I go to the base, and we are in the elevator going to where your friends are, and someone gets in and stands right in front of me. When I look up, I see the skull and crossbones sticking out the collar, and at the top, there is a rose, but it has a name next to it now. Kept my mouth shut until we got back to the compound then told them what I saw. Because damned if he didn’t get off and shake hands with the man, I had met with to arrange some hits. I am taking this whole thing really personal like because before this dipshit went into the military, he went on a gambling spree and owed me a lot of money, which I never receive. Then we got word that is who was following Jas, Chucky and his flunkies, so before they could send someone else, I flew out here to help kill this mother fucker for trying to hurt the family.”
“Who was with him?” Maxi all but growled each letter.
Chains looked at Maxi and rubbed his hand across his smooth chin. No one could say Chains was ugly. The man was like an older Robert Redford, he was just fucking sexy. But when he was in his biker mode, he was even sexier.
“Two men, one named Slice the other named Pucker,” Chain said, and Maxi looked at Easy and Dax and growled. Well shit.
Dax leaned forward, “And you are sure you saw these guys leave the base with the Senator's dead son?”
“Yep, and saw where they boarded, took the next flight after and called Creed and Fork when I landed. They filled me in, sent me here. The guys I was following are still in France as far as I can tell. They were cleaning up some mess you all made,” Chains said.
“I am still a little confused about how this all fits together.” Marbles said, tilting her head. “I get this dude is supposed to be dead and is apparently not, but what does that have to do with us?”
Roger sighed. “When we all put our heads together, we pieced together something the good Senator does not want to be made public. See, when Chucky was supposedly killed, he ran, even his father thought he was dead since they didn’t recover his body. But the asshole just ran and hid. The Senator found out when his son called and then doctored some paperwork and suddenly, his son was Capt. Mathew Strong, who was badly injured in the mission Chucky was on. They worked it really well since Capt. Strong didn’t have a family or wife to identify him. So, they slipped his body into Chucky’s casket, and they moved on. Chucky moved up slowly since he was still a dumbfuck and made mistakes, according to Creed and Fork. But the biggest problem is he was somewhere he wasn’t supposed to be, and apparently, a woman can identify him. So, while he was overseas, he became a sympathizer for the opposite side, sold them some weapons and shit, when he came back, he kept doing it for a while until someone noticed and saw one of his lackeys. Suddenly he was moved to California and put on a desk where he couldn’t fuck up too much shit, right along with the two idiots who helped him. Then they decided to have Chucky leak this shit, being so close to you he could monitor and have your enemies take care of you and the rest of the club since you all know too much and are too well respected. They figured you would find out the truth, so they did what they had to do to cover their asses. Since I was here, I was to bring you the info.”
Then Maxi snapped and said, “Those mother fuckers, you know I invited them to the bar?”
Jas leaned back and said, “So, they don’t know Maxi, Easy, Mace and Marbles are here, and they can all identify them. They also don’t know about Chains and Roger, because no one has gone that far back to know who is who.”
Mace said, “Oh, the tangled web we weave…”
“That is what I was talking about, this shit is always like bizarre and crap. Can’t we just once be sent to find a killer and be done with it?” Jas snapped. “Okay, we need to put this into perspective. We can’t do anything without the info on the drive, no one would believe this crazy ass story. And we know Anya, is the only one who can identify any of them, but that is only one, we need them all in order to make this shit stick. There are too many people waiting for the Furies and the Sisters to fall on their asses so they can blame all this shit on them.”
“You got that right, Sista,” Marbles said, and Jas shook her head with a smile.
“Let’s all sleep on this, come back to the table fresh and then we figure out what the fuck to do.”
“Drop the mic!” Mace yelled and grabbed the bottle of whiskey she had still been drinking then walked out of the room.
Dax laid in bed waiting for Jas to come out of the bathroom, they hadn’t really talked since they had come to their room. Dax smiled when he thought about ‘their’ room. They were a ‘their,’ after everything that had been going on today, he was grateful for that. Damn, it had been like a roller coaster, up and down, sideways and upside down. But Jas had been strong, she had taken control, and Dax was impressed and a little hard thinking about how she seemed to exude power. His woman was a bitch, he loved it.
“What has you so deep in thought,” Jas said from the doorway, and Dax looked up and saw what she was wearing. Well holly fuck, Lena had actually gotten her more than sexy underwear apparently. Jas was standing in the doorway with the light of the bathroom behind her, lighting her up as she faced the dark bedroom. Damn, he thought, she was his, and she was wearing a sexy as fuck nightie that was black and mesh, so he could see everything.
“Come here,” he growled, and she laughed and shook her head.
“I am not sure you were a good boy today, I mean, you actually said I should stand behind you.”
Dax sighed and sat up, “Okay, I misstated, and I know you think I am just changing my tune because you are wearing that, but I am not. I want to stand by you, not in front of you. I realize there is so much more we need to know about each other, but the fact remains that from the moment I saw you, you were mine. I am not giving you up, we will just have to work something out. Of course, if you ever put your foot on my dick again in that way, your ass is gonna be mighty red.”
Jas laughed and shook her head. “I think we can compromise.”
“Get over here,” he snapped, and she laughed and walked to his side of the bed.
He opened the covers, and she saw he was naked. Jas went to pull off the nightie, and he shook his head. “Fuck, no, I am fucking you in that.”
Jas rolled her eyes and then climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. He grabbed and pulled her up until his cock was at her opening. He was already so fucking hard, she thought and then leaned over and kissed him.
Dax took control but let her stay on top because he knew what she needed right now control. He wrapped his hands in her hair and kissed her passionately. This time it was going to go slower, he thought.
He ran his hand over her tits and teased them with the mesh that covered them and felt her shiver. Good, he thought, moving his hands down he felt her everywhere, softly touching every inch of her body with his hands all while kissing her.
Then he slowly moved his mouth down to her breast and flicked his tongue over the nipples, making them harder. She ground her pussy on his cock, and Dax felt her wetness. His hand slid down and instantly gave her something to slow her ass down. He ran a finger through her slit and touched her clit, and Jas stopped moving, wanting him to touch her more than anything.
“Please,” she begged and threw her head back, and he knew what she wanted.
Fuck, this was not going to work. Dax narrowed his eyes at her and then rolled quickly, putting her under him. She gasped, “Stay right here,” he said gruffly, and then he moved down her body with a purpose, and suddenly, her thighs were over his shoulder, and he was eating her pussy like a starved man. Jas arched and sucked in a deep breath when Dax sucked her clit into his mouth and pulled at it sharply, flicking his tongue over it. She tried to control her body. It didn’t work, especially when he pulled back and growled at her. “Touch your tits; I want to see your nipples standing up and ready for me.”
Jas glanced down at him as she palmed her own breast and touched them like he had, pulling on her nipples, making them harder. His hand moved in her while he licked and sucked her clit. She knew she wasn’t going to last because damned it this man did not have a fucking awesome mouth. So, when his hand and mouth moved faster, Jas arched her back and cried out as she came on him, her juices flowing out of her pussy.
Then he moved up her body, kissing every inch he could find, and she felt her body responding, going right back to needing him inside, shit she should be tired, but she wasn’t, she wanted his cock in her. She wrapped her legs around his waist when he got high enough and held on.
He moved his cock to her opening and then bent down and kissed her as he entered her. Yes, it was all she could think of because the man had scrambled her brains.
He poised himself over here and then grinned when she pulled herself up, so he entered her. It was swift and hard, so she let him know what she wanted. Jas gasped as he filled her, she loved the feel of him, so she ground her hips into his, and he had to hold on to her hips, or she would have fucked herself silly on his cock she was so eager.
He began to move, and with each stroke, he hit her clit and could see the changing of her breath becoming heavier and heavier as he moved.
Over and over, he slammed into her body. When he was finally ready to come, he pressed her clit with his hand and took her over the cliff. She climaxed around his cock, and he growled, “Holy shit, your pussy is milking me! It feels so good!”
He slumped on her and breathed heavily into her neck, and she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck. This was what she wanted, all of this, and Dax was so worth the wait.
After a few minutes, he rolled to his side, pulling her with him, so she was resting at his side. Then he kissed her gently and covered their sweating naked bodies with the blanket from the bed and whispered. “Sleep.”
She smiled and curled into him until half her body covered his, and as she felt her eyes get heavy, she whispered, “We were meant for each other.”
“Fuck yeah, we were,” he said back, and then they both drifted off to sleep.