Chapter Nine
“This makes no fucking sense,” Shadow said. “This son of a bitch killed your dad.”
“Thanks, Shadow.” Killian stared at Manic, impressed with the man he saw today. He was older, wiser, and he clearly had his shit together. When his cell phone started to ring, Killian ignored it, and stared at the new prez. “What the fuck do you want?”
“Ten years ago, you came, and even though your actions helped make my life great, you left a lot of shit behind. My father was rotten to the core. He was a wife beater, a rapist, a murderer. He was everything that made this world an evil place, and he surrounded himself with the same kind of people.”
Killian frowned. When he’d been put on the hunt for Manic’s father it was because he’d been experimenting in the kind of drugs that hurt a lot of people, women mostly. It kept them sated, but also meant they were sexually responsive so a man could rape them. The drug never made it into production as that had been Killian’s job. Boss wanted the drug gone, and the only way to do that was to take out the line that knew about it. He’d done his job, and then left, leaving behind the only woman he’d ever loved along with an unborn child he didn’t know about.
“What the fuck do you want from me?” Killian repeated.
“I need your help.”
Shadow burst out laughing. “You really think you’re going to get his help? You went after his woman and kid.”
This had Manic frowning. “I didn’t do any of that.”
“You didn’t put a hit out on my family?” Killian asked, staring into Manic’s eyes. Years of being around scum and he’d learned a thing or two. Manic wasn’t lying. He clearly didn’t have a clue what was going on.
“I made sure Boss got the intel on the MC. I needed you here. Are you not here because of that?”
“No,” Killian said. “Boss has a shitload of explaining to do.”
“Agreed,” Shadow said.
Killian’s cell phone began to ring again.
“I think you should answer that. Whoever it is, isn’t going to go away,” Manic said.
He didn’t want to answer his cell. What he wanted was fucking answers. Pulling out his cell phone he saw Bain was calling.
“Is everything okay?” Killian asked, moving a few steps away.
“Yeah, June and your kid are fine. Boss just tried to lure her out. He got Chains to try and pick her up.”
“What the fuck?”
“Something’s going on, and I don’t like it, Killian. Get to the bottom of this. For now, I’ve got this place covered, but you need to know something else is playing out, and they’re after June.”
“Keep them safe.” He hung up his cell, and looked toward Manic. “Okay, let’s get this straight, you need and want my help.”
“That’s right.”
“Why?”
“You only took out a couple of the MC ten years ago. My father’s poison has spread like a cancer. Now there are some people who want this way of life. Who want to…” Manic stopped, and looked away. The shame on his face was clear.
“What is it?”
“I need you to kill the bastards that followed my father. I’ve got a list ready, but I need you. You’re a hardened killer, and right now I need someone who can kill without asking questions.”
Shadow sighed. “Why now?”
Killian looked toward Shadow. “Does it matter?”
“Yeah, it matters. You killed this little prick’s dad ten years ago, and now he magically asks for your help? He knows you’re a killer, and you’re going to go wandering into the lion’s den, and be shocked that you got fucking bit. You don’t go in all guns a blazing. You don’t get shit done like that.”
“Worked just fine, I think,” Killian said.
“Why?” Shadow asked, pointing a gun at Manic’s forehead. “I have no problem killing you. In fact, it would give me a great deal of pleasure because I’m bored. When I’m bored, I like to kill people and make beautiful art with their blood.”
Killian had to give it to Manic, the guy didn’t bat an eye.
“You want the truth? There are a group of us that want the MC on the straight and narrow. We’re all about the bikes, the life, the cause. I want to make a fucking difference. I don’t want kids to be afraid. How can I make a difference when three weeks ago, my father’s buddies took two teenage girls, chained them to a table, and did a train on them?”
“A train?” Killian asked. He wasn’t exactly well-versed in lingo.
“Each member took a turn,” Shadow said. “One after the other. Was it consensual?”
Manic shook his head. “No. What I found out was that they wanted to amuse themselves and put the town in place, they took two random girls. They weren’t even fucking eighteen years old. They didn’t want it. What I walked into, that shit is fucked up. I took them to the hospital, and I got word that both girls killed themselves. My club was responsible for that shit. There’s a cancer within us, and I need to get rid of it. I have to stop it one way or the other. You’re my only hope. You think I’m a pussy for caring, I don’t give a fuck. Ten years ago I watched you, I saw how you killed my father. You didn’t even fucking blink, and then you walked away. That’s what I need, and I will pay whatever fucking price you need, but I have to take them out.”
“Will you be joining in the fun?” Killian asked.
“Yes. I’m club prez, and I’ve made sure that my men are ready for this. We all want them fuckers to pay for what they did, and what they’ve done.” Manic ran a hand down his face. “One of the girls was a brother’s sister’s friend. She wasn’t family but close. While I was taking her to the hospital, she asked him why he didn’t save her. That shit, it’s got to stop. I know how to stop it.”
Killian held his hand up. He didn’t need to hear anymore, and was done listening to this shit. “I need to know who put the hit on my woman and my kid. He’s ten years old, and I’ve got them safe for now. I want answers.”
“I didn’t put any fucking hit on any kid or woman. I’ve got standards, man. I don’t do that kind of shit.”
“Someone did. Someone close to you.”
“I can find out. It could be one of the guys checking in on my old man’s killer.”
“Then you find out, and you call us. Until then, I’m not helping you with shit.”
Killian didn’t wait around. He left with Shadow close at his back.
“I’ve got something to take care of.”
“Why do I feel you’re about to do something really stupid?” Shadow asked.
“Because I am.” He stopped as Shadow grabbed his arm.
“You’ve got to rethink everything you’re about to do.”
“What I’m about to do is deal with the bastard who thinks he can harm what’s mine. No one, and I mean no one, uses my woman as bait.”
“You’re going after Boss?”
Killian didn’t say anything. He was so fucking pissed. He wanted to hurt everyone and everything. After ten years of being a loyal fucking dog to that bastard, and the first time his back was turned, he went to the only woman he had ever loved, and intended to use her as fucking bait. That shit didn’t sit well with him.
There was a pit of rage that needed to get out, and the only person who was going to satisfy him right now was Boss. From the moment he began working for Boss all those years ago, he’d known deep down in his heart that the fucker was a cruel man. He’d even been convinced that the bastard didn’t have a heart, and he was right. There was nothing in Boss. All that man cared about was his bottom fucking line.
“Look, I get that you’re pissed right now, and I do understand, but there are bigger fish right now.”
“I know Manic needs our help, but until he tells me exactly who’s responsible for sending hitmen after my woman and kid, then I’m not playing.”
“Those old club members are bad news for a lot of people.”
“I know. And I don’t give a shit. Now, unless you want to end up on the dead pile, you’ll get out of my fucking way. I want blood, and I want it now, and you’re the only person standing in my way.”
There was no fear in Shadow’s eyes, but Killian didn’t expect it. Every single man and woman that was associated with Killer of Kings, had lost that part of themselves years ago. None of them had feeling, or remorse, or even love. The only time he’d seen it in Viper or Bain recently was when they were with their women.
“You’re making a mistake.”
“Don’t care.” He shoved Shadow off, and kept on walking.
“Do you even know where Boss is?”
“I know where that fucker is.” He’d been working for him for longer than he’d not been working for him. Heading toward the now closed pier as it was late, he climbed the gate, and dropped down on the other side. Glancing toward the security cameras he saw they weren’t in operation, which was a guarantee to him that Boss was here. Wherever the owner of Killer of Kings went, nothing and no one followed him unless he wanted it.
His hands were shaking he was so wired, so ready to kill, and he wanted to. He made his way toward the peak of the pier, and paused when he felt a presence behind him.
“Looking for someone?” asked Boss.
Killian whirled around. “What the fuck do you think you’re using my woman for, huh? You think that shit is funny?”
There was no laughter in Boss’s eyes. “Are you quite finished?” Boss asked.
“You tried to take her away from me.”
“I did nothing of the sort.”
“You sent Chains. Your little lapdog driver. Don’t fucking lie.” He was past any rational thought and grabbed his Glock, pointing it at Boss’s neck.
“I’d think twice about pulling that trigger.”
“Why? Because you’ve got that revenge hit on anyone who kills you? You think I give a shit? I’ve spent my entire fucking life looking over my back. You think I won’t be prepared to take out every single asshole who comes after me for taking a hit out on you?” He spat the words at him, wanting Boss to know exactly how he felt.
Still, Boss didn’t show any signs of fear or anger, or even remorse. There was nothing there. His eyes were empty. “What about June and Killian Junior? Are you going to let them live the rest of their lives constantly looking over their shoulders? Neither of them deserves that.”
“Do not bring them into this. Do not bring them fucking into this!” He yelled the words, feeling the raw pain more than ever before. He was a father to a ten-year-old kid. There was no way he was ever going to be able to allow him to go through any more shit, not from him. It was unfair, and he wouldn’t do it, he couldn’t.
He didn’t lower the Glock immediately. There were moments like this that he wished he had Boss’s balls of steel.
He had a son and a woman to take care of now. There was no way he could risk killing Boss, and spending the rest of his life constantly being hunted down. Slowly, he stepped away, and glared at Boss. “Are you going to attack me? Put me in my place for daring to mess with the king?”
“I’m not a king, Killian. I never claimed to be one. I kill those that need to be brought down, but I’m not one of them.”
“You were going to use my woman.” All the adrenaline was beginning to fade away.
“Yes, because I know what the fuck I’m doing. I was going to use her to bring out the person who started that hit,” said Boss.
“What do you mean?”
“There’s some twisted shit going down in the Dead Angels MC. That club needs purification.”
“But Manic said it wasn’t him.”
“It wasn’t, as otherwise I’d have called you to end him. The kid is trying to do shit right, and I can’t fault him for that.”
Killian paced, rubbing at his temple. “Then who?”
Boss held his hands up. “Enough with the questions. Just understand that I was trying to save your woman and kid. They would never have been in danger. They would have had protection, Killian.”
“June’s been through enough. No more. I won’t have her hurting because of me. Whatever you need to find, you come to me and only me.”
“Fine, but it’s going to take longer.”
“I don’t care. I really don’t fucking care right now.” He stepped away. “I’ve got to go to her.”
“Then go, Killian.”
He turned away from Boss and left, surprised that the man he worked for didn’t try to stab him in the back.
****
When the bed dipped beside June, she jumped out, gasping. She held her hands into fists, ready to hurt anyone who came near her.
“It’s me, baby. It’s me,” Killian said.
“Killian?”
“Yes. It’s me. There’s no one else around. It’s just me.”
“Thank God!” She jumped on the bed, and threw her arms around his neck. “I thought you were dead. I thought that something bad had happened to you because I didn’t get to go to Boss.”
The moment he touched her, she moaned in a good way. Ten years without his touch, and she was desperate to feel his hands on her.
“Nothing can happen to you,” she said. “Do you hear me? Nothing.”
“I won’t let anything happen to me, baby. I promise. I love you so much.” He breathed her in, and she closed her eyes.
“Does Bain know you’re here?”
“Yeah, he nearly shot one of my nuts off. He’s so damn bad at times.”
“Don’t try to make a joke. I can’t handle a joke right now.”
“Hey.” He cupped her chin. “Everything is going to be okay. I promise.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, and she felt like she was drowning. Her pussy was on fire, and she craved his touch more than her next breath.
When she made to push him to the bed, Killian took control, and pressed her against the mattress. He moved between her thighs, and she gasped. His cock was hard as he thrust it against her core.
“I just wanted to hold you.”
“I want you to make love to me, Killian. Please.” She tugged on his shirt, and as he began to take clothes off her body, she did the same with him, needing his bare skin next to hers.
When they were both naked, Killian kissed her once again, only this time he didn’t linger on her lips. He kissed to her neck, then to breasts, sucking one nipple and then the other. She arched up as the sensation of his lips on her tits went straight to her clit.
“Your body is fucking beautiful, baby. So beautiful.”
Down his lips went, stroking over her stomach before going to her mound. He held her legs spread, and then his tongue slid between her slit. He stroked her clit, gliding down to plunge inside her.
He held the lips of her pussy open, and when she glanced down, he was staring up at her.
“You taste so good.”
“Oh, wow, you feel amazing,” she said. “You’re so good at this.”
“I could live between your legs.”
When he thrust his tongue again inside her, she cried out. It felt great, but she needed his big cock so much more. They had been apart for too long, and they were making up for lost time. Their feelings for each other were the same, but now it was more, deeper. She had no idea she could feel this way about anyone, especially not for Killian.
“I love you, baby,” he said. “I want you to come on my tongue.”
She fisted the blankets beneath her, and as he circled her clit, stroking over the highly sensitive bud, she couldn’t control her orgasm, or prolong it. She hurtled straight to that beautiful place of raw bliss, crying out his name, and giving him everything he ever wanted.
The pleasure rushed through her body, leaving her panting.
Before she had finished, Killian moved over her. She saw him quickly roll on a rubber, and then he was inside her—deep and hard. He took hold of her hands, pressing them above her head as he slammed every inch of his dick to the hilt.
They both groaned.
“You’re all mine. All fucking mine.”
She held onto his hands, intertwining their fingers, not wanting to let go. From the first moment she’d seen him, she’d belonged to him. No one else would ever do. There was no way she would ever have been with anyone else because deep in her heart, she’d known all along that Killian was the only man she was ever going to love. Going with anyone else would have been a betrayal to herself.
In the back of her mind, she had always been hopeful that he would come back, and he did. It was surreal.
“Love you, baby. Fucking love you so much.”
He began to fuck her, pulling out, only to push back inside, going deeper still.
“You were born to belong to me,” he said.
“Yes. I’m yours, Killian. Always.” She wrapped her hands around his neck, kissing him, tasting herself on his lips.
He held her down as he thrust inside her. Lifting her hips up to meet every single thrust, she stared into his eyes, knowing she’d do anything for him, risk her very life to make sure he survived.
When he rolled over so that she was on top of him, she smiled down with a giggle. His hands went to her hips as she began to rock on his cock. He was so big, filling every inch of her and then some.
“Let me see you come apart, sweetheart. Touch your clit for me.”
“You want me to do naughty things for you?” she asked, teasing him.
“Yeah, I do, and I can feel how much you want to do them.” His hands tightened on her hips, which made her moan.
Rocking on his cock, she decided to give him a bit of a shot. Cupping her tits, she teased her nipples, feeling his cock pulse inside her.
Down she went, running her hands over her body. Finally, she got to her pussy, and teased a finger through her slit, finding her clit.
Staring into his eyes, she played with her pussy, bringing herself closer and closer to another orgasm.
“That’s a pretty sight,” he said. “So damn pretty. Come for me, June. I want you to do it all over my cock.”
His hands moved up her body to cup her breasts, and then down to her hips. She loved the way he gripped them, and seemed to know exactly what he was doing with her body.
“Please, Killian. I’m so close.”
“I’m not going to fuck you until you give me what I want.”
She teased her clit, and as the peak began to happen, she came, screaming his name, wanting him more than anything else as the orgasm overwhelmed her. Killian changed position, pushing her to the bed. He held her hips as he rode her, thrusting deep inside her cunt, taking control as she came all over his cock. When she pulled her fingers from between them, he placed them in his mouth, sucking on the tips.
“You taste amazing,” he said.
“Come for me now,” she said.
He did. Killian held her to the bed, and began to fuck inside her, riding her hard. Throughout it all she held him close, feeling and seeing his pleasure was something she loved to watch.
She had him just as he had her.
Afterward, he didn’t pull out of her, and they lay together, staring into each other’s eyes.
“I missed you today,” he said.
“I did you as well. I miss you all the time that you’re not here. Does that make me sound like a crazy person?”
“Not at all.”
The smile on his lips faded.
“It’s not over, is it?” she asked.
“Not yet. The threat is still out there, and while it is, I need you and our boy to be here.”
This was the hard-hitting reality for her. What if he didn’t make it home?
“Don’t go. We could go anywhere, Killian.”
“I won’t run from this, June. I can’t. That’s no life for you or for Killian. I can fix this.”
“But what if something happens? What if I’m left all alone again? I don’t think I can do it.”
“You won’t have to. I’ve put provisions in place. You won’t have to wor—”
She slapped his chest. “Do you really think this is about the money? I don’t give a fuck about the money, Killian. I want you, not some damn dollars. You.”
He smiled and that only made her frown. “Baby, you’re the only person in my entire life who has ever just wanted me, and it makes me love you even more for it.”
She kissed him again, needing him to know that for her, it was always about him, not anything else.