Biker's Baby Girl (22 page)

“Okay what’s the plan?” That’s what the fuck I’m talking about. Enough of this talking shit it’s time for some action. I wasn’t as interested in the Stockton guy as I was in Dee and Sal. I figured we’d get to the bottom of the rest of this shit in due time.

I’m pretty sure Lo and his boys were gonna go after the Fox at some point and maybe I’ll get in on that, but for now I was more than ready to take care of my problem.

We brainstormed for what felt like hours until the women broke that shit up to feed us. After that it was time for a break anyway since we’d been at it for fucking ever. So we each went our separate ways except Lyon and the Travis guy, those two seemed deep in thought.

When we were finally alone for two minutes I took her for a stroll around the property. It felt like we hadn’t had a moment to ourselves since we got here.

The shit was playing heavy on my mind and it was on the tip of my tongue to ask her some things, but I kept pulling myself back. I wasn’t about to ask her anything that would tip her off to what the fuck was going on.

Brand, one of Law’s boys, had promised to talk to his woman and see if she knew anything, if maybe she saw something that she hadn’t realized or some shit while she was living with her grandfather the racist before he rescued her.

“How’re you doing baby, you having a nice visit with the girls?” I think it was the first time she’d ever had this much time with friends if the stories she’d told me were accurate.

She perked right the fuck up and went into a spiel about all the shit they had planned for the future. I wonder if Law and his crew knew that their women sat around all day planning out their lives for them?

When she got to blushing and biting into her lip I figured she was remembering some other nasty shit they’d introduced her to, like some of the shit she had me doing the night before. Damn!

They were too many warm bodies moving around to fuck, definitely later, but for now I pulled her into me for a much-needed kiss.

“Yo Creed.” I picked my head up to see Lyon, Travis and Tyler heading our way. Oh fuck, this can’t be good. I looked around for Logan and the others but everyone seemed to be really taking their break.

“Go back to the others baby, if they’re busy head to the guesthouse and stay there until I come get you.” I patted her ass and sent her on her way.

“What are we doing?” there was no point in pretending this wasn’t about the four of us going off on our own, I could see it written all over their faces.

“Travis just heard from his old man, the book, that’s old school. I’m thinking this Stockton guy kept that shit as a souvenir. They’ve upped their game, now there’s a whole database of potential targets. We’ll work our way through that in time. Right now we need to get our hands on this fuck and make him talk. I wanna know who the fuck set them on my kid and who the fuck was her potential buyer.”

“Ty? Lo know you doing this?”

“Nope.” Shit, he’d already zoned so there was no use in even trying to talk him down, not that I really wanted to.

“So how do we plan to do this?” They let me in on their plan to slip away unnoticed as soon as it was dark enough. Lyon had got hold of a rough map of the hills from somewhere and Ty said he would handle some kind of explosive.

For the rest of the evening we went back to the grindstone only this time with the new info from Travis’ old man. Halfway through that shit there was a fucking roar that had each of us going on alert.

Cord, one of the SEALs was being held back my Devon and Quinn, two of his SEAL brothers. “What is it?” Logan their leader got into the fray as the rest of their crew gathered around them.

They were all looking at the screen before Cord broke away and headed for the door at a dead run. On the screen was the girl they’d brought along with them earlier, the one with the brother.

“Damn, she his?” I looked at Ty for an answer. “Yep.” Shit, there wasn’t gonna be enough of that old boy to go around. Ty and I exchanged a look over the others’ heads before going back to work.

There were fucking thousands of girls there. I tried not to let it fuck with me when I saw an updated picture of my wife on the screen, but I wasn’t too sure Lyon was fairing so well when he saw his daughter scroll by.

So far we still only had the three players, the Fox, Stockton, and the family that Lyon had tussled with. But if this shit went back as far as it did, the Fox wasn’t the one who started it, that shit didn’t make any sense.

Dig as we might we weren’t finding anything that would tell us who. Which told me that they were well insulated whoever they were. That meant money and power.

The four of us never spoke on what we had planned after we’d left the yard. It was just a given between us that when the time was right we’d make our move.

Cord had gone on a tear ever since he’d seen his woman’s face and was making sure the place was secure SEAL style, which meant it might take some doing to get off the property but I had no doubts it could be done.

For the last half of the evening I found her and took her back to the guesthouse with me. I actually sat and watched some mind numbing shit on the tube with her, but she seemed so happy just to sit there that I didn’t have the heart to tell her that we wouldn’t be doing that shit again ever.

I was trying to show her that we weren’t just about fucking, that we could be in the same room alone with each other for more than five minutes without me trying to fuck a new hole in her snatch, but that shit was a major fail.

Her movie hit a snag and before she could blink I had her in my lap with her top pulled up, bra shoved out of the way and her tit in my mouth.

I’d insisted she wear jeans and button ups while we were here with a tank underneath, too many fucking dicks roaming this fucking place for my taste. But I was regretting that shit now, especially when I had to let go of her tit so she could lose the jeans.

I just shoved mine halfway down my thighs and had her straddle my cock. “Come up here let me get your pussy wet.” I had her climb over me so that her pussy was in my face.

I teased her clit with my tongue while holding her ass in my hands before digging in her pussy with my stiff tongue. She fucked herself to orgasm on my face and damn near scalped me when she came.

I pulled her down roughly and sat her on my stiff cock pulling her down hard so that she was all the way stuffed. “Ride.” She moved her fucking hips like my dick was gonna disappear; hard, fast and wild.

“Wait, wait a minute. What was that new position you were talking about earlier?” She hoped off my dick and laid on her stomach on the couch. She placed one leg on the back of the couch and the other on the floor, opening her pink gash for my dick to explore.

There was only one way to fuck in this position so I straddled her hip and drove my cock in at an angle. “Oh yeah.” She winced and did her pussy hurt dance on my cock but my boy was in pussy heaven.

I grabbed handfuls of her ass as I fucked into her, pulling the globes of her ass up tight, which tightened her pussy even more around my cock.

I found a rhythm and picked up the pace, slamming my cockhead into her cervix and beyond. I was pretty sure we were gonna owe Law a couch after this shit since she was flowing all over the seat cushions.

Wrapping my hand around her neck, I squeezed before bending her neck back to feed her my tongue and suck on hers. She ground her clit into the cushion beneath her as I skewered her until she came.

I jerked and spazzed as I offloaded inside her sweet cunt, damn near bending her in half so I could keep our mouths together. When her mouth went slack I realized I’d fucked her into a faint.

I brought her around long enough to make sure she was okay, before I put her to bed, which is what I was after. I wanted her here safe in bed while I did what I had to do. I had no idea what the fuck was gonna happen in the next few hours.

Had no way of knowing if these fucks were lying in wait or if there was going to be some kind of retaliation. One thing I knew was that I was coming back to her no matter what. “I’ll always protect you babygirl.” With one last look I headed out into the night.

We were going to meet at a certain spot as soon as the moon reached the top of the mountain. That would mean it was headed this way away from the hills leaving the place in darkness, which is when some of us did our best work.

I got there first but Lyon and his boy weren’t far behind, followed soon by Tyler. There wasn’t much said as we headed in the direction we’d chosen earlier. I was a little surprised though to find our rides waiting there and one for Ty.

“Do I even ask?” I asked Travis who grinned at my question and jumped on his ride before pulling his helmet down.

“Soldier boy you got the explosives?” Lyon was on his shit again but Ty didn’t seem to take offense, though he seemed stuck on one-word answers. “Yep.”

I’d heard the story about what had been done to his girl so I couldn’t be mad at him for going inward like that. That’s the kind a shit that makes a man study murder and other fuckery that the average Joe never has to face. For a soldier, a fucking SEAL at that, I can only imagine what he’s been holding in.

***

Tyler

Finally, I was gonna get my hands on this fuck. It had been weeks since he’d flown the coop and I’ve been getting more than a little antsy. We’d thrown that book aside in lieu of the files when we’d first got back to the compound after the raid.

Back then we were more interested in looking for evidence that would lead us to who was committing crimes in our little paradise. Never once did any of us think it would turn into this.

The first inkling we had that it may be something is when my brother Dev had leafed through it and found the notations in the back. Being in the service all those years, we’d never really ran into anything like that. I’m guessing that was more along the lines of the F.B.I or some shit, but we had a feeling that the shit was off even though whoever had complied it had tried to be slick.

We’d already suspected that there was a trafficking ring working out of our back yard, and this Stockton fuck was knee deep in the shit, but until then we had no real leads. The book had opened up a whole new avenue.

Now these men had come together and we were finally piecing some of the shit that was missing together. I’m sure that we were only tapping the surface, but for now I would be satisfied with getting my own back from this motherfucker.

A few weeks ago he’d done a number on my woman and left her near death and chained up in a hotel room like a fucking dog. Lucky for him he hadn’t gotten around to the ultimate violation, not for lack of trying. But my girl had fought the disgusting pig and damn near lost her life for it. Now it looked like it was time to give him his due.

I’d left my woman back there asleep, well fucked and rested. We were still new so every opportunity alone was an opportunity to fuck, not to mention I was on a mission to breed, so every time I looked at her I was in her.

She had no idea what the fuck we were doing here; none of our women did as far as I can tell. Lo had given them some story about visiting an old friend and giving them time away from home where they’ve been virtual prisoners for the last few weeks.

They ran with that shit and as far as I could see were having the time of their lives. Victoria-Lyn was all healed up and already giving me shit, joining ranks with her sisters and the baby to make us do fucking cartwheels to please them. Fucking females.

Now as I watched the other three mount up, I took their measure. It was the first time I’ve ever gone on an Op without my brothers and it felt strange, almost like a betrayal. I almost turned back, almost. But then I remembered her battered and broken and decided I could live with it.

Creed I knew but the other two were unknowns. The younger one I now knew was very deceptive with his smiling shit. My brother Con had done a run as soon as we got back to the RV and learned as much as was known about his family, which wasn’t much, which in itself was enough of a red flag.

We’d learned enough to know that he was not to be fucked with, which was good enough for me. The other one, Lyon, reminded me of the CO, the man who had commanded us as SEALs. He had that same ‘give a fuck’ attitude, the one my brothers and I had adopted. I like him; in fact I liked all the men we’d met in the last day.

It was for that reason that I didn’t mind too much that it wasn’t my brothers going on this run with me, though I’d have preferred it. But any way I could put an end to this shit was fine with me.

I rode out behind them since I didn’t know where the fuck we were headed. Lo was gonna skin my ass but that’s okay, as long as I put an end to Stockton, I can deal with it.

***

Lyon

I hope these fucks know that I’m not leaving these hills without killing this fucker, and if anyone gets in the way they’re pretty much fucked too. I missed my boys at my back but this was fine too, needed to get shit done.

Kat was texting me every five minutes because she knew some fuck was wrong and I was running out of excuses. On top of that it looked like I was going to be spending the night away from her for the first fucking time ever. That shit just earned this fucker an extra bullet.

We rode in as close as we could and hid our bikes at the base of the mountain, which was more of a steep hill than anything else. “We walk it the rest of the way in.” I gave the order and moved in ahead of the other three.

Each of us had our own reasons for being here, but even if we didn’t have a personal stake, this shit was something that any red blooded American male should take care of. Anything that involved causing harm to women or children should be dealt with swiftly and without an ounce of give a fuck.

We got there and walked into a trap. “You guys are late.” What the fuck? Fucking soldier boys are slick as shit. “Law, fancy seeing you here.” The head SEAL or the one who looked to be in charge of the others was giving the Tyler guy shit but he didn’t seem to mind too much.

“Kill the shit Lyon your woman sold you out.”

“Kat? What the fuck?”

“Apparently she’s been on with you for the last little while up until roughly an hour or so ago, when you went off grid. It doesn’t take a genius to figure that shit out.”

“Uh-huh, tell your soldier boy fucks if they’re not here to play get the fuck down off the hill I got shit to do and bullets don’t know no names.” He started some shit about my head being hard but I was already on the move.

Ty met me halfway so I guess he’d squared shit with his keeper, and since they all fell in behind us I guess they figured they might as well join in.

I’ma deal with Kat’s interfering ass, she ought to know better, damn snitch. The last thing I told her was that I was going to be off grid for a few, so her calling Law was to try to stop me, although she had no idea what the fuck I was up to.

I guess after you’ve lived with someone for as long as we’ve been living together you get to know them pretty well. Oh well, she can badger me to death when I was done taking care of this shit.

The SEAL leader and Law headed into the trees. Their plan was to pick the fuckers off as we smoked them out, murdering fucks.

I watched them all branch off in different directions ducking and shit like we were in the middle of the fucking jungle or some fuck. “What the fuck are you doing soldier boy?” I asked Tyler who was the only one left in the clear with me.

“Ambush, we don’t know what we’re walking into so it’s best we approach with caution.”

“How about walking up to the fucking door and shooting the first motherfucker to answer?”

The kid actually dragged me off the path and into the bushes. If this is the shit they did in the army no wonder we were gone for fucking ever in other people’s country. “What the fuck am I doing back here?”

“We let the others get into position. I’m gonna blow the door as soon as we get the all clear.” Now he was whispering and looking around like we were expecting a fucking invasion. What the fuck is this shit?

“What the fuck? You ever think if you soldier boy fucks had walked up to this Fox fuck and put one between his eyes we won’t be here now?” Fucker had the nerve to laugh at me.

“Lyon you’re alright.” We got real serious real quick once the others got into place and started whistling in code and shit. Me, I was waiting for assholes to appear so I could take care of shit and get home to my woman.

“Be right back, stay here.” There was a noise on the wind that sounded kind of like the elements to me, but as soon as Ty heard it he sprung into action.

I watched him disappear right before my fucking eyes and my respect for him went up a notch. Next thing I knew the sky lit up like the fourth of July and it was fucking on.

I knew what my pigeon looked like from the pic they had passed around earlier, but I kept my eyes focused in the direction Ty had gone because I knew for sure he had a hard-on as big as mine for the fuck.

Men were climbing out of trees and shit, people were running everywhere, total chaos but I kept moving forward until I found my boy crouched beside the porch just waiting.

“Here he is.”

“Fuck.” I barely moved out the way when he leapt through the air and took down the fucker. His fists connected with flesh at a rapid rate and all I could think was, when the fuck did we start making super soldiers in this fuck? Shit, wasn’t gonna be none left for me if he kept this shit up.

“Okay young’un, we need to ask him a few questions remember?” Damn I thought I was fucked but this motherfucker was blotso, it was like looking at someone else entirely. His eyes weren’t exactly dead but close to it, and the weirdest fucking thing, he wasn’t even breathing hard.

I dragged the fat fuck away from him and out of the way since the others were running some kind of a raid and there were people running every which way. I’d forgotten that Creed was looking for his own birds too, so focused was I on my own shit.

“Hey asshole, you know who I am?” His eyes were almost swollen shut from Ty’s fists and there was blood dripping from his lip. I waited until he focused in on me some.

“No, who are you?”

“I’m the fucker that’s gonna end you if you don’t tell me what the fuck the Porters want with my kid.” He seemed dazed for a minute before it came back to him, then the fucker did the dumbest thing, he fucking smiled.

“I don’t have to tell you shit, you think you can stop this?” The next thing out of him was a scream when I capped him in his knee. I’m sure the law enforcement guy was around here somewhere but I wasn’t in the mood to give a fuck.

“The next one’s going straight to the heart, start talking. Who the fuck was the buyer?” Instead of looking at me he held his knee and sneered at Tyler.

“This is all your fault, you and your meddling friends, and that old man. But I got you good didn’t I? How’s the little bitch you were sniffing after, did she tell you how good I was to her?”

Ty kicked him the nuts and lost his shit. I knew these soldier types were psycho, all that suave reserve. My ass. I let him work the asshole over until he was tired. In all that time he never said a word, not even when blood sprayed across his chest from the asshole’s broken face. That’s some scary shit.

Elsewhere the party was going on and I still didn’t know any more than I did when I came up the damn mountain. “Hey, you tell me what I want to know and I’ll keep this one away from you.” I pulled Ty off his dumb ass again.

He was a fucking mess, but everybody wants to live right. “I talk to you I’m as good as dead. You won’t stop them; it’s too big, even for you and your daddy’s money Lyon. Way I heard it your wife was a hot little fu…” I shot the fuck in the head.

“Whoa, Lyon, what the fuck, we were supposed to take him in.”

“That was your deal soldier boy, I don’t need him to tell me what I already know anyway.” Like fuck I was gonna let that piece a shit live after he said that shit about my wife, he’s out his fucking mind.

Looks like I have to head to fucking Arizona again to finish what the fuck I started all those years ago. When will this shit ever end?

First the psycho bitch had come after Kat years ago and now the family was after my kid. Why the fuck don’t they just come at me head on?

I pulled my phone when I was a good ways away. “Hey snitch girl what’re you doing?” I missed the fuck out of my wife and kids. From the moment they showed me my little girl in that shit I’d known the outcome.

As far as I was concerned this was a simple case of one down a whole fucking family to go. I’ll end every last one of the motherfuckers before this shit was over. Fuckers kept regurgitating or some fuck.

“Colt, oh thank heavens, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO…?” I took the phone away from my ear when she started her screaming shit; she does that when she’s scared. When it sounded like she was winding down I put it back to my ear.

“Babe, I don’t think I’m gonna make it home tonight.” She went quiet on me and swear to fuck she was crying. “But Colt, we never sleep apart.” That fucking voice still has the power to make my ass stupid.

I looked at my watch in the moonlight just as Jared and the boys came up on me. I hadn’t even seen them since the shit started. They weren’t looking too pleased either, fucking old women. It was just after one. “Fine, I’m coming home to you. How’re my kids?”

“The kids are fine, your dad had them all camping out in the basement telling them ghost stories, they’re all sleeping down there tonight.”

“Fuck Kat you left the pothead in the basement with the kids? You know that’s his new hideout, it’s where he goes to get high.” It felt good as fuck to talk to her like this. The danger wasn’t past, not by a long shot, but I was gonna see to that shit soon and I’d got a good fucking start. She laughed on the other end making me feel lighter still.

“Let me take care of some stuff and I’ll be home in a few. Kiss the baby for me and get some sleep, I’ll wake you up when I get in.” I hung up and waited for the others. This had become about more than just me and mine.

These guys had come all this way and done me a solid, the least I could do is return the favor. As long as no one tried standing in the way when the time comes.

***

Creed

Shit was chaotic, people were scattering like flies but I knew what my prey looked like. I heard a shot off to the side earlier and figured either Ty or Lyon had broken ranks. We’ll have to deal with the cleanup later, or maybe not. These boys were loaded for bear. I’m thinking we were all on the same page here.

Right now my only focus was on Sal and Dee. Lo’s team and Law’s crew were lining up the hate mongers like war prisoners as I walked through looking, but they were nowhere to be found.

I was starting to freak the fuck out thinking they’d escaped when I heard a whistle a little off to the side. “Over here.” It sounded like the Travis guy and he was calling from a little distance away, away from the fray. I jogged my way over there and found gold.

“These two were hiding out in the outhouse.” He had them by the necks and I’m guessing Sal was still weak from losing his balls because he looked kinda pale in the moonlight and wasn’t putting up much of a fight, unless Travis had worked him a little already.

For some reason now that I was faced with them I was more pissed at her than him. She’s the one I’d trusted with her, the one whose betrayal cut deep. Sal’s fate was already set after what my girl had told me, but this one, she needed special attention.

“What the fuck is she doing in that book?” No sense in beating around the bush. From the look of surprise on her face and the noise he made, they weren’t expecting that, which meant they had no idea we’d gotten hold of the book.

“I don’t…” This time I didn’t take it easy on her. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back roughly, twisting her neck. “Don’t fuck with me, how did she end up in there? How did he get to you?”

“He said he’d kill us if we didn’t.”

“He who?” I know it wasn’t Khalil or The Fox as we’d been calling him for years, because that fuck has never touched American soil. And since they’ve been shacked up here with the Stockton dude for the past few days I was pretty sure they knew his name by now.

“I don’t know, we never met…Ouch I’m telling the truth I swear, please don’t kill us, we had no choice.” Okay maybe I was wrong.

“When did it start I wanna know everything and Dee, if I don’t like what you got to say I will put a bullet in you. Now make it quick.”

She told of being contacted by phone and then receiving pictures of her doing everyday stuff, classic scare tactic maneuver. Then someone had dropped instructions in the mailbox as to what she was supposed to do.

“When did it start?”

“She was sixteen when we were first contacted.”

“And?”

“And nothing, every couple of months we’d get a call, a kind of reminder.”

“When was the last one? What was supposed to be the end result? And don’t tell me you don’t know.”

“I didn’t I swear, not at first anyway, but then we sorta caught on. It was the way he would talk about her ya know, how she was gonna fetch a good price.”

“This guy, what did he sound like?”

“Well the first one, he was American he wasn’t as scary as the other one.”

“The other one, tell me about him.” My guts tied itself in knots because I was pretty sure what she going to say next.

“He only started calling coming onto the end. He had a very thick accent, middle-eastern I think, he was not a nice man.” She took a deep breath and looked around for an escape.

“What else, why did he start calling instead of the other one and was there ever any talk of collecting?” That was my only real interest. Was I going to have to look over my shoulder now for some fuck coming to collect?

“It was after you stopped calling or coming by.” She said that shit almost accusingly and I almost popped her right then and there. “What the fuck are you talking about?” I still hadn’t eased up on her hair so I know her neck had to be hurting like fuck.