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Stonewall
Holy hot damn my woman was sexy as fuck! The clothes Angelique brought her molded to her body like a second skin. There was a part of me that wanted to grab something and throw over her, hide her away. When she sauntered into the room, all the unmated males were definitely checking her out. A feeling of pride wound its way through me as she took a seat in my lap.
“This okay?” She asked. With her ass snuggly against my cock all I could do was grunt a response. Kam giggled, the vibrations making my dick jump. “Behave, we have business to talk about.” Wraith cleared his throat, and Kam’s head jerked up to look at him. Looking over at my friend, he was trying hard to hide his smirk.
“I understand you came here to kill my best friend and Secretary.” Wraith leaned forward on the table; the rest of the guys made grunts in the backs of their throats. Kam tensed in my arms. What the fuck were they doing? I’d already explained what happened. Why was he being a dick? I was close to jumping to her rescue, when she spoke up.
“Yes, yes I was supposed to kill him.” Her eyes traveled around the room, looking every one of my brothers in the eye. “I’m a trained assassin, that’s what I do. I eliminate people for money. Usually its people who deserve being eliminated. This time my sister's life was at stake.” I hugged her to me, trying to give her some of my strength.
“So now that the big guy over there is giving you the dick you’ve changed your mind?” I growled over at Rooster, our VP and one of my closest friends. “Don’t growl at me man, this chick just walked into our clubhouse aiming for one of our guys. I’m all for you getting your dick wet man, but this chick was going to kill you.” Kam got up from my lap and stood beside me, her hand resting on my shoulder. I missed the heat of her body immediately.
“I get it, I do. You’re afraid this is a trap. That I’ll take Grant with me and try to kill him.” There was laughter all around the table, I rolled my eyes. “Did I say something funny? Because I may seem like just a slip of a girl, but I have skills when it comes to taking out a target.” Target? Was that what I was to her?
“Oh no sweet cheeks, it’s the fact that you called Stonewall, Grant that’s funny.” Holliday responded as Kam ducked her head toward me.
“Sorry, I forgot they call you Stonewall.” She blushed prettily. God she was beautiful, and she was mine. My cat did a little happy dance inside my head.
“Please continue Kamaria.” Wraith motioned for her to continue.
“Okay, so my sister got into a bit of a jam with some of the guys in the Jaguar clan. Something to do with money. Titus, Stonewall’s father and king of the clan, offered to give her back to me in exchange for me eliminating his son. I’m all my sister has left in this world; she was all I had. I had no choice.” Kam hung her head.
“Dude your daddy wants you dead. That’s some fucked up shit Stone!” I couldn’t argue with Rooster. It was definitely fucked up. “So Sugga, what you want us to do about this little predicament you done got yourself into.” Kam groaned at hearing The Kid’s name for her before glaring at him across the table.
“I’m going to get you back for that. Sleep with one eye open.” The Kid raised his hands up like he was innocent, but he most definitely was not. Everyone else chuckled at their back and forth.
“Not my fault everyone thinks it’s a good name, besides you’ll need a road name now that you’re Stonewall’s ol’ lady. All those in favor of Kamaria’s road name being Sugga say “aye”.” Before anyone could open their mouths, Wraith spoke.
“It’s not that kind of meeting numb-nuts, stop antagonizing Stonewall’s mate. Rooster asks a valid question though. What is it you want us to do brother?” Wraith looked at me instead of Kam for the answer. It was hard for me to ask for help, Wraith knew this. Even though I’d been part of the club since practically the beginning I tended to handle shit on my own.
“I need your help. I’m asking for volunteers to go with me to get her sister out of there. She’s my mate's sister so she is my sister, I protect what is mine.” Wraith seemed to contemplate what I said, looking around the table everyone nodding.
“No.” I looked at my friend in shock, even Kam let out a surprised yelp. “No volunteers, we all go.” The air whooshed out of me.
“Stonewall, this man threatened our brother, that is a grievous sin we cannot let go unpunished. Not only are we going to get her sister out, we’re going to eliminate this threat to you once and for all. Everyone, get some rest, tell the rest of the men. Rooster we ride at dawn.” Kam jumped into Wraiths arms hugging him tightly.
“Whoa there Sugga, I think you’re hugging the wrong guy.” Rooster winked at us as he made his way out the door. He was an asshole, but he was right. She was hugging the wrong man.
“I’m thanking him for helping me, nothing more. Besides I’ve heard what Angelique did to Grant, I mean Stonewall. I like my hide right where it is, thank you very much.” Kam released Wraith just as quickly as she’d hugged him. Then she sidled right back up to me, wrapping her arms as far as they would go around me. Damn she is so tiny, but she fits me perfectly at the same time. It’s like two puzzle pieces that just fit together to complete each other.
“Yeah, let’s not anger the big bad psycho kitty if we can help it.” Wraith smiled at us as he started to walk out of the room. “Speaking of my mate I think I’m going to go hunt her down for some much-needed attention before we leave.”
“So much for me going out to hang with the other mates.” Kam pouted up at me. “Now they will all be with their men instead.” Her lip was sticking out, making me want to bite it. I leaned in close to ear, she shivered in response.
“I like when you call me Grant, especially when you’re chanting it repeatedly.” Kam’s whole face turned red and she covered her face.
“I’m never going to live that down, am I?” If she only knew how hard I planned on making sure she did it every time we were together, she might go running for the hills. My name on her lips in the throes of passion were like a warm embrace. It filled me with a sense of rightness, where everything lined up perfectly between us.
“Nope, never. Now come on, I’m taking you home so we can rest.” She gave me a questioning look. “I don’t live here sweetheart, this is where I crash most of the time, but I actually have my own place. It’s not much, but it gives me room to roam when I need it.” Grabbing her hand, I pulled her out the door toward my bike, she jerked me to a stop.
“Um, I can follow you in my car. It has my clothes and stuff in it.” She was looking at my bike like it was going to eat her and backing away from it. No way was I ready to let her out of my sights just yet. Besides having her wrapped around me on the bike was like my wet dream come to life. All those sexy limbs wound tightly around my body, feeling her core snug against my back. I could already feel her body against mine. Now I had to convince her to do it.
“It’s fine babe, just grab a bag of stuff and we’ll strap it down.” She shook her head; fear riddled her face. “What’s wrong babe? Haven’t you ever been on the back of a bike before?” Something inside me didn’t like the idea of her with arms wrapped around someone else. Picturing her breasts squashed against another man's back, was enough to make my cat let out a growl. I had to get control of his dumbass or she definitely wouldn’t get on my bike with me.
“Nope, never been on the back. I like being surrounded by steel thank you very much. What if I fall off the back? You’ll be too busy watching the road to even notice.” I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing because if I laughed at her right now, she’d either rip my balls off or flip me the bird and leave. Neither of those things were on my list of things to do today.
“I promise to go slow. I’ll even borrow one of Angelique’s helmets for you to wear.” I gave her my best sad puppy dog face, practically begging her to go with me.
“Come on babe, just wrap your arms around me and don’t let go. It’s not far, but I really want my girl on my bike.” Her expression softened, and she got that mushy look in her eyes like when someone is only doing something to make someone else happy because they feel guilty. If it got her on the back of my bike, I was willing to play any card I had to, even if it was slightly dirty and manipulative. Totally worth it to have her boobs smashed against my back.
“Oh Grant.” She smiled up at me as she ran her fingers against my cheek. “If this is really something you want, I’ll give it a try. I’ll go grab me some clothes, you go grab the helmet. Just don’t kill me tonight, deal?” I nodded, knowing now I’d have to make her love it so much she’d be willing to do it more than just this one time. Because there was no way one time was going to be enough for me. As I walked back inside the clubhouse to grab a helmet, I passed Rooster sitting at the bar drinking what looked like whiskey straight. The club girls were circling him like vultures, but he was too busy staring into his drink to even notice.
“Be careful brother.” I stopped and stared for a minute; I wasn’t sure how to even respond. “Women are fickle creatures; they tend to go wherever the wind may take them. I don’t want to see you get hurt.” Narrowing my eyes at him, I tried to understand what the fuck he was talking about. I didn’t remember him warning Wraith, or any of the other guys who mated up. What did he know? Then he pointed towards the outside, where Kam was waiting for me.
“Everyone is mating up, but they don’t know, they don’t understand what happens when they leave. And they always fucking leave.” Rooster grunted before slamming back his drink and stalking off down the hallway.
“Be careful brother!” He yelled from down the hall. I blew it off as he’d had one too many and made my way back outside to my girl. She looked sexy as hell leaning against the seat of my bike, her ass swaying side to side giving me visions of taking her from behind just like that. I adjusted my dick before stepping up to her, the circulation was starting to get cut off.
“Ready beautiful?” She nodded, biting her lip while looking at the helmet like it was a spider. “Come here, I’ll help you.” With the helmet snug against her head I helped her maneuver onto the back. “Think of it like a horse, you always get on from one side, kick her leg over and boom you’re in the saddle.” She giggled against my back, wrapping her arms tightly around me. If I died tomorrow, it would be with a smile on my face and not a care in the fucking world.