I let the hot water cascade down my body as images of what Gunner had just done to me flooded my senses. My nipples were taut and my pussy continued to clench involuntarily. My body was screaming for me to run to him, but it was too dangerous. If Rafael found out, he’d kill Gunner. He was the type to shoot and ask questions later. I couldn’t afford letting Jason get hurt. He meant too much to me. In a matter of hours, the man had managed to get under my skin, literally. He’d aroused every part of my being, including awakening that secluded part of my heart that hadn’t been on alert for years. My body practically sang under his hands and mouth, and as soon as it felt his fiery touch I didn’t want to stop him. I would have let him do whatever he wanted to me. The man just took what he wanted yet he gave me so much more. He hadn’t asked for anything in return. Just me.

I shut off the water and I stepped out, breathing in the steam. Toweling off I wondered how he was faring downstairs. Would they open up to him, or were they giving him a hard time? I was afraid that they might hurt him, but if he was my family then maybe they’d respect that.

I dressed quickly in tight jeans, a white tank top and my red leather jacket with the Gremlins patch on the back. I hated the patch, but I loved the jacket. Rafael had it made especially for his Old Lady, and I had to wear it. It was all about ownership with him, and not the type I wanted to be a part of. I was a thing for him to play with, nothing else. Not like Gunner. His possessiveness was palpable, he wanted me, and I allowed him to take ownership. He said I belonged to him and God, I needed to belong to someone, especially a someone like Jason Gunner. I sighed longingly as I put on a pair of black leather boots to complete the outfit. I grabbed another plain black leather jacket and tucked it into my bag.

I had placed a tracking device on Rafael’s bike a long time ago and I knew he had just left the premises. If it was true, and he was going to meet La Cruz, then this was exactly the lead we were waiting for. Coming down the stairs I found Gunner chitchatting with Mike and Gino over a bike he once had.

“Hey Chas! You’re boy here knows a lot about bikes.”

“Really?” I stated playfully, looking over at the boy in question.

“Yup. Helped me out here, real good.”

“Glad to hear it Gino, but can I borrow your boy there for a sec. Need to go run an errand.”

“Sure thing. Good luck, bro, she’s no joke. She’ll have you carrying all her shit around.”

Gunner cracked a genuine smile. “Yeah, well, she’s family.” He winked at me and a feeling of warmth spread throughout me. His words sounded sincere, but then again, I was getting ahead of myself.

He followed me towards the back rooms and suddenly I was being twirled around and pressed against him. “Did you wash that dirty little pussy of yours?”

I gasped and shoved at his chest, trying to get out of his grip but he only held me tighter. My pussy contracting in need.

He gave me a wicked smile that tore right through me. He grazed my bottom lip with his thumb and looked down at my mouth seeming mesmerized. “I want to taste your lips.”

His mouth crashed over mine, molding it to his, exploring it with his tongue. I couldn’t help but moan and wrap my arms around his broad shoulders. We stumbled back and I found myself once again pressed against a wall. His kiss was hard and demanding and he probed his tongue along my lips and across the edge of my teeth searching for my tongue. He sucked and nibbled on me until I was a complete wanton mess. On my final moan, he released me, my feet hitting the ground. I looked up at him in stunned silence.

He bit my lip and whispered, “That’s so you remember who you belong to.”

“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow.

“If he forces you again, I’ll kill him. I own this mouth Agent.” He grabbed my pussy and rubbed his palm on it through my jeans. I could feel the heat of him through the thin material and it made me whimper. “This pussy is now mine, make sure to remember that.”

My eyes met his heated gaze, making me feel safe and protected. I was speechless at his claim on me, but deep down I love how possessive he is.

“Are you sure about that?” I whispered as his palm ground into me.

He chuckled and nuzzled my neck. As his teach grazed my earlobe, I shivered. “You didn’t hear how sweetly you moaned as I was savoring it.”

“Fuck,” I moaned as he suddenly pulled away.

“Okay?” He nodded, looking smug. Without waiting for my response, he took my hand in his and hauled me down the hallway. “Let’s go.”

As we approached his bike I took out my other jacket. Taking my red leather off, I quickly put on the black one. When I looked up, a hot thrill ran up my spine. Gunner was leaning against his bike, arms and legs crossed, smirking while his eyes slowly ate me up.

“Eyes up here big boy.”

He chuckled. “Hey, you can’t penalize me for staring at something so beautiful.”

I felt the heat reach my cheeks and I blushed, literally blushed. “Put this away,” I tossed the jacket at him and he grimaced.

“You really want to keep this?”

I shrugged. “It’s my favorite color.”

He stared at me as I climbed onto the back of his bike. He licked his lips and leaned in towards me. “I’ll make sure to remember that.” His possessive look had me clenching my thighs and I shifted in my seat. He slowly got on and turned to me. “Where we headed?”

“El Sereno.”

“Make sure to grab on tight, beautiful.” I smiled and gladly wrapped my arms around him, my hands sliding beneath his jacket. I could feel his muscles bunch and tighten from my touch and I giggled to myself. My laughing cut off as he took off and my breasts were slammed against the warmth of his back. I swore in that second, this man was going to get me into so much trouble.

* * *

Riding up to El Sereno neighborhood wasn’t the best of ideas. Shit, no neighborhood in East Los Angeles was safe from drug cartels and gangs. You would think La Cruz would have found a better hiding spot with all the money he supposedly had. It wasn’t the best of places to be in, but we had dressed the part and looked like we belonged there. To be honest, I was glad Gunner was with me. Places like this required backup. As we drove along the run-down streets, we spotted Rafael’s bike parked in a driveway.

“There it is!” I signaled at Gunner.

We parked the bike about a block away. I could feel Gunner’s back tense as he assessed the area. It was early, and most of the streets were empty. The gang members didn’t come out during the day, they were like fucking vampires, coming out at night to suck the life out of anything they touched. We made our way to the side of the house, crouching low so we wouldn’t be spotted.

“You really think he’s here?” Gunner pressed his chest to my back, whispering in my ear. His hand was on my hips and I shook my head, astonished that even while in danger he still couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

I gripped his hand and shoved it away. “He’s here. Now would you keep yourself focused.”

“Oh I’m focused baby.” I looked back at him and he winked at me, smirking.

I sighed and signaled for him to follow me as we made our way towards the back of the house. I could hear the voices coming from the kitchen area.

“If La Cruz is as smart and vile as I think he is, he won’t get his hands dirty. He’ll want to take out two birds with one stone. Kill two gangs and an MC in just one shootout triggered by you. You’ll be fucking famous in the streets when you get of rid of Wolf Stone.”

Gunner looked solemn, his frown deepening as he curled his lip back in a snarl. “Motherfuckers,” he whispered.

I inched towards him and he ducked back down. “Who the fuck is that motherfucker with The Porcupine?”

“His name is Andino, he’s La Cruz’s right-hand man. Does all his dirty work.”

“I thought La Cruz was going to meet with Wolf. Is that the fucker meeting with my brothers?”

I shook my head. “I think Rafael is. I think he’s just getting directives.”

“To fuck up my boys?”

I pressed a finger to his lips as the voices continued.

“Just fucking do what I tell you. This is a huge shipment. Let Hellbound Lovers deal with it. If they get caught it’s on their heads. If not, then it’s the perfect opportunity for you to put a bullet in their head and dump them in the ocean.”

“It’ll be my fucking pleasure boss. I want to take that motherfucker down.”

“Just do it right this time. If not, you’ll be getting a bullet through your thick skull.”

“Don’t worry boss, I got this?”

“You better. This is your last chance, it’s your head on the line. Don’t-let La Cruz down.”

We ducked down as Andino walked past the window. Gunner seethed as he stared down at the ground. The muscles on his neck strained and he looked like he wanted to rip someone’s head off. Suddenly he took out a Glock he had tucked against his back.

“I’m finishing this now,” he growled.

He went to get up but I pressed down on his shoulder and cupped his cheek. “I’ve worked too fucking long on this for you to ruin it in two minutes. Our target is La Cruz, not the fucking Porcupine or Andino,” I whispered harshly.

“They’re setting my brothers up!”

“And you now know about it. So warn them. I didn’t go through all this hell just to shoot a piece of shit like The Porcupine in the head and then run away. These fuckers are going down. All of them!”

Suddenly a door was slammed and a motorcycle engine roared to life.

“Fuck!” We both exclaim as Rafael’s bike shot out.

Gunner took off running and I was right on his heels. He started his bike just as I hopped on the back. He waited until my hands were gripping his waist then he jet out, grabbing onto my clasped hands as he maneuvered us through traffic, trying to stay away from Rafael, but close enough that he wouldn’t notice he was being followed. Either way, I had the GPS tracking system on him. If we lost him, it would be easy to find him.

Suddenly he took off towards the docks and we trailed back, following his skid marks. He stopped near the bay and parked. Gunner slowed down the bike, and hid it behind the brick walls of the warehouses. We watched as Rafael made his way into a small jet ski, all the time looking around making sure no one had followed him. We watched as he took off and Gunner grabbed my hand as he ran to the railing. A large white sailboat stood about half a mile away, just floating in the ocean. Rafael made his way straight for it.

“Motherfucker! Why the fuck didn’t we think of that!” he slammed his hand down on the metal railing, His eyes met mine and they looked ecstatic and amazed and then he smiled, grabbed me by the waste, hauled me against him and kissed the breath out of me.

I staggered when he let me go and just stared at him as he grinned out at the ocean. “We got this motherfucker!”

I didn’t want to rain on his parade but he needed to realize that it wasn’t as simple as finding him. We needed more than just finding him to put him behind bars.

“Baby, we need proof.”

“What?” He stared down at me and then frowned. “I know. I’m not stupid.”

“So, why are you so happy?”

He smiled. “Because he can’t get away, and I’m about to ruin his largest shipment yet.”

I smiled up at him and he grabbed me again and kissed me. More like devoured my mouth. The salty wind swept around us and in the midst of all this chaos, I felt totally at peace in his arms.

He slowed down the kiss, giving me a small peck and grazing his nose against mine. “Let’s go. I want to get you in my bed as soon as possible.”