Chapter seventeen
Bianca
King had just called to say they would be back tonight. Her whole body relaxed and she slumped onto the bed. She thought back over the last few weeks, all the good and bad. She wept in relief that she was free now to search out her sister and reunite with her and her nephew.
She couldn’t bring herself to feel any sorrow for Dane. He had deserved everything that had happened to him. She knew he must be dead; her guys had made it plain to her about their intentions. She had protested at first, not wanting them to bloody their hands for her. When they assured her they had bloodied their hands numerous times and for far less, she wavered in her resolve. She thought of the danger that Dane would always represent to her family she slowly accepted it as an inevitability.
She thought of what her sister’s reaction would be to her Musketeers when she first saw them and found herself giggling. Maggie wouldn’t have a hope of holding in her shock. She knew there’d be at least a few minutes of speechlessness and then she would accept them for the wonderful men they are, Maggie was the least judgemental person she ever knew. Brandon would have plenty of male influence in his life too and for the first time it’d be the right type, not the abusive shit his father put him through. They would get to be a proper family.
*****
The distinct rumbling sound of their bikes pulling into the compound had her jumping up from her seat at the bar where she was talking to Shel and Jewel. She really should have said bye or at least finished what she was saying, but her feet carried her away too quickly. She stumbled out of the bar door and tackled the first one of them she saw.
“Fucking hell, love. Let me turn around first.” Digger laughed as she clung to his back.
Large warm hands picked her up and spun her around. She briefly saw King’s face before he was kissing her. It was a deep and wet desperate kiss and she loved having his taste back in her mouth. She groaned, sinking deeper into him when she was suddenly pulled off.
Digger cradled her face and gave her a softer kiss that was no less intense. Her body craved to be joined to theirs. Her clothes were irritating her skin, she wanted them torn from her body. Digger released her and Bones took his place. His hands pressed her body flush to his and his kiss made her dizzy with bliss. Her tongue stroked his and she sank into the comfort of knowing that they were all back, safe and well.
She heard a faint click and suddenly realised that they were back in their room. She’d been so absorbed in them that she didn’t even realise that they’d been moving. Bones gently let her feet hit the floor. She swayed when he moved away, her body hating the small distance between them all. She started frantically pulling at her clothes and was naked in seconds.
Bones’ heated gaze travelled from her feet up to her face. “You missed us, beauty?”
She groaned and nodded as his hands swept from her collar bones down to her breasts. He was using hardly any pressure as his fingertips circled her nipples, the hard buds hardening further, aching to be sucked. A hard body nestled into her back and licks and sharp nips started decorating her neck. Warm rough hands stroked down her stomach and then lower to her pussy. Long fingers delved into her folds, stroking and spreading her juices. She picked her legs up, wrapping them around Bones’ waist, opening her wider to King’s questing fingers. Her body shuddered as he circled her clit and she was suddenly thrown into an intense climax.
Her whole body tingled as she was laid down on the bed and Digger’s imposing figure hovered over her. She reached up and stroked his face, loving the prickly feel of his stubble against her palm.
“I missed you,” she whispered between ragged breaths.
“Fuck, we missed you too, love.” He said as he separated her legs and settled between them.
His hard length probed her folds, sliding into the perfect position. He thrust forward, burying himself completely inside her in a single stroke. He stretched her to the max and she adored the ache and slight pain that came from being completely filled. As Digger set a deep, slow rhythm, King and Bones lay on either side of her, worshipping her breasts and neck. Her body bowed, trying to press closer to all of them at the same time.
Digger sped up and the intense tingling engulfed her core, spreading out to her limbs. With one last, sharp thrust, Digger plunged her into another orgasm even more intense than the first. Her body felt rocked and she flopped against the cool sheets, savoring the relief against her sweaty skin.
“We’re not done with you yet, angel,” King said as he rolled her to her side.
She threw her arms around King and buried her tired head into his neck. Behind her, Bones pulled up her leg, hooking her knee over his arm. His cock slid through her folds, wetting the rigid shaft. She felt pressure against her ass and she relaxed, pushing back and adoring the short burn she experienced as he entered her.
Bones held still as King, pushed inside her pussy. Everything inside her felt strained and the fullness added to every sensation. They rocked in tandem, tormenting her with their slow and steady movements. The push and pull was driving her insane, she grasped their bodies trying to anchor herself to reality as familiar sensations rekindled in her body. She could hear herself chanting, shrieking and clawing at her men as she peaked for the third time. King and Bones followed, both of them shuddering against her body and she loved hearing their moans.
She had just enough energy left to mumble out, “I love you,” as she slid into an exhausted sleep.
King
King woke in the morning and felt around the bed for his lovers. He felt the hard, muscled bodies of Bones and Digger but not the softness of Bianca. He forced his sore body to prop himself up on his elbows and looked around the room. He found her sat on the couch, wringing her hands, already showered and dressed so, she’d been up for a while. He carefully climbed out of bed and made his way over to her. He crouched in front of her and smoothed his hands up and down her thighs, loving the feel of the smoothest, softest skin he’d ever felt.
“What’s wrong, angel? You know I don’t like waking up with you not there.” He spoke softly.
She sighed and caught his hands in hers. She threaded their fingers together and leaned forward to rest her head on his chest. He didn’t push, wanting her to get whatever comfort she needed from him before she talked. She nuzzled against him and pressed a soft kiss to his skin.
“I don’t know what’s wrong. I guess it’s just hit me that its finally all over and I couldn’t stop playing everything that happened over and over in my head.” He stroked her hair as she continued, “I found the loves of my life, Dane is gone and all the shit I went through with Riot means nothing now. Everything’s worked out and history tells me that something has got to go wrong. It always has. I woke up so excited to search for Maggie but I couldn’t bring myself to turn on the laptop. What if she’s not safe? What if something happened to her? If I turn on that computer and find she’s not registered her new name on Facebook…I don’t know what I’ll do. Its my only way to find her. While I don’t know there’s still some hope.”
“Not looking doesn’t change anything.” He tipped her face up to his. “She’s either on there or not, and if she’s not then we can start looking for her…and we will find her, angel. But first we need to find out if we should be looking at all.”
He stroked her damp cheeks and pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. “Come on, angel. Fire up that fucking thing. I wanna meet your sister and my new nephew.”
Bianca threw herself onto him, making him topple back onto the floor laughing. Her arms were wrapped so tight around his neck and her happy tears wet his skin. He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her back as she calmed down.
“What’s going on here then?”
He peered up through the Bianca’s blonde hair to see Bones and Digger stood over them looking amused and confused. Bianca sat up, her body straddling his. He felt his dick react to this new position but held off from starting something he’d love to finish.
“King was just cheering me up.”
“We like cheering you up too, beauty,” Bones leered as he bent down to give her a morning kiss.
She giggled against his mouth, “I’m was going to search for my sister but I was scared. I’m not anymore.”
King felt his chest warm that he’d been able to make Bianca smile like she was now.
Digger lifted her off of him and sat on the couch with Bianca in his lap. King pulled himself up from the floor, passed Bianca the laptop and he and Bones sat either side of them. He watched as Bianca’s fingers trembled as she signed into a Facebook account under the name Adelphie Jones. There was nothing on her profile other than a profile picture of a yellow daffodil.
“Why the flower, angel?”
“Its a yellow daffodil and symbolises new beginnings. We obviously couldn’t post our own faces as our picture so we decided on daffodils. That way we’d know it was definitely us before we accepted each other as friends on here.”
“And why Adelphie Jones?” Digger asked.
“Adelphie means sister in Greek and Jones, because well, its a common name.”
“Fucking clever, beauty and brains.” Bones teased.
He watched as she typed in the name Candace Nevin into the search bar.
“Go on then,” Bones nudged Bianca prompting her to explain the new name.
“Candace means mother, it’s from the bible and Nevin means nephew in German.”
“Who knew our woman was a bit of a sleuth.” Digger rumbled, his humour easily heard.
Bianca suddenly gasped and burst into quiet sobs. He scrutinised the screen and saw about five names down the list was one with two yellow daffodils as the picture. She clicked ‘send friend request’ and collapsed into all of their arms.
“They’re safe, they’re really safe. Oh my god.”
King felt a tension he didn’t even realise he was feeling dissolve from his body. Her family was safe. She’d saved her family. What a fucking woman!
*****
A week had passed since Bianca had found her sister and nephew again. She’d spent two days pacing and hardly sleeping until Maggie had finally accepted her request on Facebook. That meant that they’d spent two days following her around and not sleeping. Now they fell asleep with the sound of their old lady fucking chattering on the phone to her sister. He’d complain but he couldn’t get enough of her smiling face and loud, joyous laughing. He didn’t know what was so fucking funny and he didn’t care.
Dane’s murder was reported in the paper yesterday. They’d managed to convince Bianca to leave off telling Maggie until they went to see her, there was no urgent need for her to know, it wasn’t like anything was going to change between now and when they saw her. At least if Bianca tells her face to face, she’s there to help her sister, whatever her reaction may be.
So far, the cops had discovered that he was a corrupt motherfucker and were still investigating and compiling lists of any known associates. They’d also unearthed evidence of his shifty dealings outside of his business. They’d definitely be searching for Maggie and Brandon too.
Today they were heading out to meet her sister and nephew for the first time. He wasn’t nervous, yet he’d be lying if he didn’t feel a bit apprehensive. He’d never gave a shit about having anyone’s approval before, but he wanted Maggie to like them for Bianca’s sake. He knew life would run a lot smoother if there wasn’t a conflict between the two sisters over them.
They planned to stay with Maggie and Brandon for a couple of days and then they needed to get back to go on a run for the club. He really hoped Bianca wouldn’t ask to stay longer without them. That definitely wasn’t happening and he’d hate to have to carry her out of there and strap her to his bike if she refused to leave when they told her no. They weren’t coming back without her, whether she liked it or not.
They’d all made a pact to not leave her there so that none of them could crumble under her tears or pleadings. He wasn’t trying to be forceful or insensitive, the pact came from a very basic fear that if Bianca stayed without them, that she’d find that she wanted to stay permanently. And they couldn’t live without her now.
He could sense a massive fucking argument in their future.