Chapter 23
Talon
Taking care of Calista’s body was hard, but it had to be done. As much as I wanted to go find her daughter, I knew my brothers would find her. The way Calista spoke, I could tell that she had hidden her from Beast, which was why he was so upset.
Taking care of Calista’s body was the last thing I could do for her. And it was not something I wanted Gemma to witness. Which is why I sent her home. Needless to say, by the time that shit was finished I was ready to be home. I wanted to wrap my arms around Gemma and forget all the bullshit today. I wanted to get a shower, scrub this blood off my body, and try to take the steps I needed to shove this shit down with the rest of the fucked up stuff I’d done with my life.
But when I got home, I heard the shower running already.
I grinned at the sound before my foot crunched onto a piece of paper. I picked it up and opened the note, taking in words on the page. I didn’t recognize the handwriting, but I did recognize the tone of the note, and I shook my head before I began peeling my clothes off.
Talon,
Take off your clothes and put them in the trash. We don’t need them anymore. And leave your leather by the door. I’ll get it dry-cleaned. Then come find me in the shower.
I was amused at the fact that she was giving orders now. Shaking my head, I threw my clothes away, hung up my coat, and walked my naked ass back to the bathroom. Steam filled my nostrils as I opened the shower door, and there in all her glory stood the most beautiful woman I’d ever come into contact with. Her curves were dripping wet, and her body was shining and clean, but before I could reach out to her, she planted a soap-soaked sponge onto my body.
“Relax,” she said.
Stroke by stroke, Gemma washed the blood and dirt from my body. I watched it swirl down the drain, locking me into its mesmerizing spiral while her hands drifted along my aching bones.
Today had taken a much bigger toll on me than I’d realized.
Once my body was entirely clean, with my hair washed and my body shining, I felt her wrap her arms around my waist. She planted kiss after kiss into the middle of my back, but I was already waiting for her. I whipped around and picked her up before I pinned her to the shower wall, and already my cock was throbbing for her.
“What do you need?” she asked.
Her voice was so light. So innocent. Like she hadn’t just witnessed one of the most grizzly things she could ever encounter. I leaned my lips into hers and captured them with my own, relishing in the sweet taste of her skin. Her long legs wrapped around me perfectly while her hands cupped my cheeks, and slowly I lined my cock up with her entrance before I inched my way in.
“You,” I said.
I slid into her effortlessly, and she sighed ever so perfectly for me. I didn’t want anything fancy or explosive. I didn’t want anything mind-blowing or erotic.
All I wanted was her pussy tightening around my cock until she said my name in that sweet little voice of hers.
Her fingernails clawed at me while my hips set a steady pace. I could feel her juices already dripping down my cock, coating my balls before it dripped onto the floor. She had been waiting for me, probably dreaming of how my cock would slam into her. She was probably thinking about my tongue between her legs and how I would drink her juices down in one massive gulp.
But all I did was pepper her neck in kisses while I pinned her hands to the wall.
Her tits rose against my chest while I swallowed her moans. My hips picked up the pace and began sloshing in and out of her depths. Already I could feel my balls rising up, and I wasn’t ready yet. I wasn’t ready to coat the insides of her just yet.
I wanted to lose myself just a little bit longer.
“It’s okay,” she said, whispering.
I opened my eyes and found her big, bold stare, her lips smiling even while her eyes still dripped with worry.
My beautiful Gemma was worried about me.
“Take what you want,” she said.
In an instant, I slammed my hips into her. She cried out in pleasure while my tight curls raked against her swollen clit. I bit down into the meat of her neck, sucking in a patch of skin while my hips beat relentlessly into her body.
I could feel her juices splattering against my skin while the hot water beat down onto my back.
“Talon. Yes. Please. Oh, shit. You feel so good. Oh, baby. Please. Do it. Spill into me. Make me yours.”
Her salacious words sounded so sweet on the tip of her tongue. My cock barreled in and out of her body, swelling against her walls while my come leaked from the tip of my cock. I released her neck and captured her lips, nibbling on her bottom lip while I soaked my thickness in her juices.
The entire shower smelled of us, and I could feel my hips stuttering as my arms wrapped around her.
I sank my cock into her, allowing my orgasm to wash over me while I held her close to my chest. I sank to my knees with my face buried into the crook of her neck, my cock pouring into her shot after shot. Our intermingled fluids flowed from between her beautiful legs while she sighed with relief, and I sat her on my lap while she curled into me.
I just wanted to sit inside of her.
I just wanted to feel her warmth a little while longer.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“Never be sorry. You can make it up to me later,” she said.
“If I’m not supposed to be sorry, then there’s nothing to make up.”
She leaned up and grinned at me before she planted the cutest little kiss on the tip of my nose.
“I love you, Talon,” she said.
“I love you, too, Gemma.”
Just before I could wrap her into my arms, I heard a phone ring out. It wasn’t mine, that much was for sure, but the recognition that ran across Gemma’s face scurried her from my lap. My cock pulled from her with a pop, and I groaned, already missing her against my skin.
Who the fuck was calling her at this time of night?
“Talon!?” she called out. “It’s for you!”
“Me?” I asked.
She came to the edge of the shower and held the phone out for me. I grabbed it from her and looked to see who was calling before I placed it to my ear.
“Mac?” I asked.
“I figured she’d be with you. We tried calling you, but you didn’t pick up.”
“Phone’s downstairs. What’s up?” I asked.
“We found her.”
Gemma’s eyes were staring widely at me as my jaw went slack. In a momentary haze of pleasure, I’d completely forgotten about what the guys were doing.
“You found her,” I said.
“Yeah. In this little cave right by River Run Creek. Gemma was right,” Mac said.
“You found Calista’s daughter,” I said.
Gemma’s eyes lit up at the statement as her hands flew to her mouth. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.
“We did. She’s pretty beat up, but she’s here. Calista left a note with her.”
“A note,” I said. “What does it say?”
“It just gives an address. The girl is ten years old, but she is smart. She didn’t want to trust us right away. We finally got her to tell us that it’s her grandmother. We’re taking her there now,” Mac said.
“That’s… holy shit. I didn’t even know she had a grandmother.”
“Neither did she, until Calista left her with that note.”
Running my fingers through my hair, I turned my back to Gemma. I didn’t want her to see this side of me. The vulnerable, relieved, tearful side of me. She was alive. Calista’s daughter was alive, and now I knew exactly how to protect her.
“Take her to the address,” I said. “But get her cleaned up first. Tell Fox and Snake to get themselves into some thrift stores and get her some clothes. Maybe a toy or a doll or some shit. She can’t just show up with nothing. She’s gotta know someone cares,” I said.
“Will do,” Mac said. “We’ll have some of the prospects hang around the address once we get there. From what we can tell Beast has no idea she has a grandmother either, but we may want to get them to a safer location.”
“Yeah, I agree. I’ll work on scouting a safe place for them to go.”
At that moment, I felt a long pair of arms slink around my waist. I folded my free hand into Gemma’s, reveling in the warmth of her skin.
“You get some rest tonight. We’re meeting tomorrow at ten,” Mac said.
“Got it. I’ll be there,” I said.
“And don’t fuck shit up with Gemma, okay? We’ve all been through enough.”
“Got it.”
I hung up the phone before I turned around into Gemma’s arms. I held her close while the water grew cold, then I turned it off, and we made our way to bed. I didn’t even give a shit about drying off. All I wanted to do was sleep.
I slept with her in my arms all night long. The sun cascading through the cracks in my curtains woke me from my slumber, but I still had two hours before the meet up with the guys. Gemma was soundly sleeping next to me, her hair piled in her face and her tits deliciously slid off her body.
She looked like an angel, and I knew exactly how to wake her up.
I kissed down her body, listening to her moan lightly while she still slept. I parted her legs and settled them over my shoulders, breathing in her morning scent. It was strong and tantalizing, like a fine wine aged in an oak barrel. I couldn’t wait to eat my fill of breakfast this morning, and the moment I lapped up her slit I lost control.
I dove into her depths and found that beautiful little clit. I swallowed her morning juices down while her body began to undulate. Even while she slept, she still yearned for me, and as I slowly pulled her out of a dead sleep, I could see goosebumps rising on her skin.
“Tal-? Oh… oh, my go-... -sh…”
I slowly pried her legs apart, holding her knees to her body to help her with her morning stretches. She groaned and gasped as I opened her body for my taking while my tongue flicked her clit. Her juices were practically pouring onto my face, begging me to drink them down while my tongue pressed deeper into her pussy.
Her hands wound around the back of my head and pressed me in further, and soon her body popped wide open.
“Shit. Talon. Holy fuck. Oh… oh please. Please make me come. Holy… oh, shit!”
Her hips bucked wildly into my face while I ravished her dripping pussy. I shoved my tongue deep into her body before licking up her slit, and I felt her shiver. Over and over again I did it, raising that beautiful red tint to her skin I’d come to effortlessly love. Her shoulders arched and her back bowed. Moans dripped from her lips and her words because of nothing but drones and half-assed syllables.
And then it happened.
Her thighs tightened around my cheeks.
“I’m coming. I’m coming. Talon… holy shit. Yes. Don’t stop. Let me… it’s hap-... yes!”
I moaned into her just before I sucked her clit between my lips. I rode her beautiful orgasm with her, feeling her juices pour onto my cheeks and chin. I covered myself with her scent while I held her knees to her body, and I swallowed mouthfuls of her before she finally settled down.
By the time I was done cleaning up the mess I’d made, she was a shivering, sweating mess on my bed.
“Oh, Talon,” she said breathlessly.
“Good morning,” I said.
“The fuck?” she asked, giggling.
“That’s for last night. Thank you,” I said.
“For what?”
I slowly crawled up her body, placing wet kisses upon her skin before I reached her lips. She captured mine before I could speak and I felt her tongue licking herself off me. I couldn’t help but groan at the feeling while she sucked her juices off my lips, and in an instant, I was on my back with the heat of her pussy radiating onto my cock.
“For letting me lose myself last night,” I said.
She smiled that sweet little smile even though she was grinding lewdly down onto my cock. I rose for her in an instant, harder than I’d ever felt myself before. She grinned down at me while my hands rose to meet her hips, and when she bucked forward one last time her pussy swallowed down my cock.
I made love to her that morning while her tits bounced in my face before I filled her with the biggest fucking load I’d ever blown in my life.
By the time we were finished, it was time for me to go to this meeting. I was reluctant to leave Gemma, but I knew I had to. At this point, Mac would’ve formulated a plan, and I needed to know what we were doing.
I needed to know how I could keep the woman I loved safe.
By the time I left, Gemma was already back to sleep. My hot come was drying on the inside of her legs, and I had to resist the urge to bury myself back into her. The sight alone was enough to get my dick going again, so I left quickly and took the long way to the shop. By the time I got there, my body was settled, but I still ached to be by Gemma’s side.
I hated leaving her alone like this. Especially after what she’d just witnessed. I felt better though, knowing that our prospect was still outside staking things out just in case.
“Can we make this quick? I got someone to get back to,” I said.
The guys chuckled while Snake bristled, and I couldn’t help but revel in the fact that I could get to him just a little bit.
“Then I’ll make it quick. I wanna make sure we’re all okay. If Calista was right, then The Devil Saints are coming after us no matter what the DEA’s doing. That’s some serious shit.”
“Yep,” Snake said.
“What are we gonna do?” Fox asked.
“Not gonna lie, Syd’s petrified. She’s wondering what this is gonna do to Emery. I’m havin’ a hard time convincing her not to run again,” Hawk said.
“You tell that woman of yours that we’ve got this,” Mac said. “But right now, our strength’s in our numbers. Beast is slaughtering his club in his blind rage, which means we outnumber them right now. If we’re all gonna look out for each other, we need to stay in our numbers and stick close.”
“How the fuck are we gonna do that?” Snake asked.
“The lodge,” Mac said.
“You want us all to come stay in the lodge,” I said.
“I know it’s not ideal with what you and Gemma just struck up, but it’s how we’re all gonna keep an eye out on each other,” Mac said.
“Syd’s never gonna go for that,” Hawk said.
“She doesn’t have a choice. This is serious. Tell her this is for Emery’s safety. That we’ve got her, no matter what,” Mac said.
“There are enough rooms in the lodge for all of us,” Fox said.
“Can we still have visitors if we want ‘em?” Snake asked.
“Got plans?” I asked, grinning.
“Maybe,” Snake said.
“We gotta all agree because if we do, move-in time is tonight,” Mac said.
“Tonight?” I asked.
“Yep. We gotta get safe, and we gotta do it now,” Mac said.
“I’m in,” Fox said.
“I’ll get Syd to see it my way,” Hawk said.
“I’m honestly already moved in,” Mac said.
“Long as I can have visitors,” Snake said.
“Gemma stays with me. That’s my only requirement,” I said.
I watched Snake bristle again, but he didn’t counter anything I said.
“I don’t care where she sleeps as long as she’s safe. We’re family. All of us move in order to keep safe,” Mac said.
“Got it,” I said.
“Should we be retaliating?” Snake asked.
“No. I don’t wanna go in blind. I want all the intel we can get before we do retaliate,” Mac said.
“Want me to do some hacking?” I asked.
“I was just about to ask that,” Mac said. “I want anything and everything you can get me on them. I want to know their movements, their tracking patterns, their new shipping routes… fucking everything. Can you get me that?”
“Gimme some time and I can,” I said.
“Snake. Fox. I want you guys scopin’ out the routes they already use. Stick to the back roads and see what you can pick up. Keep your nose to the floor and stay out of sight.”
“Got it,” they said.
“I promise you, we’re gonna be prepared this time for whatever shit lands at our doorstep, and no one’s dying that day,” Mac said.
We all fell silent at his promise, but we were all thinking the same thing. Six years ago was about to reprise itself, and the last thing we needed was to watch more of us bleed out in the middle of the road.
“It won’t be us,” Mac said.
And that was all the reassurance I needed.