Stung by Stealth: A Satan's Savages MC Novel #3 (29 page)

“As much as I want to go for round four with you, my hoo-ha hurts and the boys will be up soon.”

Chuckling, I run my nose along hers. “Who says hoo-ha?”

She smirks. “Well, what do you want me to say? Vagina?”

Laughing, I grin. “Say pussy, it’s sexy when girls talk filthy.”

She opens her eyes wide and slaps my chest. “Adam Donovan, I’m not talking like that thank you. I’m a respectable young lady.”

Nodding my head and bringing my lips to hers quickly, I pull back and look into her eyes. “And that’s why I fucking love you.”

She giggles and glances over at the clock on the bedside table. “Shit Adam, the boys will be up soon. Having to explain to them why their dad is here, and then why he left again for a while, will be really hard.” Her face falls and I exhale and nod in understanding. It’s best if I go before they wake up, so they don’t see me at all.

Leaning down, I kiss her solidly. She kisses me back knowing this is the last moments we’ll spend together in this little bubble before I have to leave. Her tongue dances with mine, and my heart skips knowing that I will be able to do this soon every morning when I wake up, once I bring the Savages down once and for all.

Slowly pulling back, I lick my lips tasting her and exhale looking into her beautiful green eyes. She really is a marvel, her face glowing with natural beauty.

“This will all be over soon, baby, and I’ll be back in your arms for good.”

She smiles and nods. “Good.”

Pressing a light kiss on the tip of her nose, I press up, rolling off and standing up from the bed. My muscles pull and ache from the gloriousness of fucking all night long. I stretch as Hannah, not so secretly, looks down at my cock as it hangs between my legs freely.

“Hannah, I thought you were a lady?”

She smirks. “Well, sometimes ladies like to admire Gods. Now get dressed, I don’t need the boys finding out how babies are made from watching their parents going at it.”

Smirking, I walk over to my jeans and pick them up. “Are you saying you’re having trouble restraining yourself there, babe?”

She giggles. “You would too, if you were a woman and could see yourself.” She stands from the bed, the sheets fall from her gloriously naked body and my cock twitches as I swallow hard watching her walk over to grab her robe from our walk in closet. Shaking my head, I continue to get dressed trying to think of anything, but bending her over the edge of the bed and giving her a quickie before I leave. But she’s right, it’s getting close to the boys waking up, and I need to respect her request and not hurt them by walking out on them again. It’s better if when they see me, I’m back for good.

“Can I just check in on Molly before I go?” I ask throwing my leather jacket on as Hannah walks out in her robe looking as sexy as sin.

“Of course, I’m surprised she didn’t wake up during the night actually. She normally does.” She takes my hand and we walk quietly down the darkened hallway toward Molly’s room. We creak open the door, and I walk in seeing her sound asleep in her bassinet. I lean down and plant a soft, lingering kiss on her delicate little head. She’s so warm and it fills my heart with joy that I’ve finally met my baby girl. Moving my hand in to caress her tiny head scattered with brown hair, I close my eyes just taking in her baby smell. She is utterly perfect, and I can’t wait to come back to her. Sniffing as I pull back, I turn to Hannah, who’s chewing on her bottom lip and smile.

“She’s so much like you.”

She grins and runs her finger under my eye on my cheek. “She has your eyes, though.”

Trying to hold in the tears that are forming, I take a deep breath. “I can’t wait to watch her grow up. I’m going to spoil the shit out of her.”

Hannah laughs and slaps my arm. “Don’t swear in front of her, she’s impressionable.”

I tilt my head and scoff. “Baby, she’s four months old. All she knows is boobs and bathrooms.”

She laughs and cuddles into my side. “I love you, Adam.”

I run my fingers up and down her arm gently. “I love you too, Hannah.” I lean in kissing her softly and she pulls back and smiles.

“You have to go… the boys will wake any second.”

“I feel like a booty call,” I tease and she scoffs and shakes her head.

“Get out of here, you. Just… just make sure you come back.”

I nod and smile. “I’m all yours, baby.” I lean down quickly pecking her lips again and then turn and head for the front door.

She walks with me hand-in-hand as we quietly make it to the front door. She opens it and I peer out to make sure my Hog is still across the road. She smiles and looks at me raising an eyebrow. “I never did tell you how sexy it is that you ride that thing.”

Chuckling, I pull her to me and shake my head. “Well, I think when I get home I might sell it.”

She pouts. “Oh, really?”

Nodding, I lean in pressing my forehead to hers. “I want to thank you.”

She furrows her brows and chews on the side of her lip. “What for?”

Bringing my hand up, I smooth her hair back behind her ear. “For looking after our kids, for being both parents to them while I was off working a job, I didn’t know I was tired of doing. For taking me back when I clearly don’t deserve your love.”

She exhales. “Adam, being a single parent is hard. Having Molly without you was one of the worst days of my life, but we can’t take that back. All we can do is look forward. You may not have been there for her birth, but at least you can be here to watch her grow up. That’s all that matters, her, the boys, me… we’re just happy to have you around.”

Pain rips through my chest that I was so blinded by my job on the force that I lost my family because of it. Well, no more. My family comes first. Hannah comes first
. Always.

“I’m going to be here, for her first birthday, for her first boyfriend, for her first break up, for when she gets her first job when she gets married… all of it. And I’m going to do it by your side with her big brothers watching. I’m going to be such an attentive dad she’s going to wish I stayed away.”

Hannah laughs and shakes her head. “Well, Daddy, this Mummy is glad to have you home. Just don’t go into radio silence again, okay. Keep in contact and tell me what’s going on. Let me know when you’re coming home, when you can, that’s all I ask.”

Nodding, I take a deep breath and lean in kissing her eagerly. She deserves that much, even if I have to talk to her through Hudson, at least she can be updated on my progress and how far away I am from her. No more being in the dark. It was wrong of me to do that. Now is the time to step up and be a man, be the husband I was always meant to be.

My tongue tangles with hers as I hold her to me so tight our bodies are touching in every way. I know this is our goodbye kiss until we meet again, when I’m out and this is all over. I can’t wait for that day!

Slowly pulling back as sparks fly through the air and it feels like energy is surrounding us, pulling and binding us together. I look into her eyes. “I love you, baby, more than anything. You know that, right?”

She smiles and nods. “And you’re my forever, you know that right?”

I nod and lean in kissing her quickly again. A banging noise comes from the other end of the house and we both look up.

“Muuum… I’m hungry,” Logan calls out.

Hannah gasps and she kisses me quickly mouthing ‘I love you’ and closes the front door. “I’m coming, honey.”

Taking a deep breath my heart races at hearing my son’s voice, but I know I can’t stand by the front door pining for them. I have to go. Clenching my eyes tight and taking a deep, calming breath, I sniff, shake my hands out to my side to release some tension and walk across the road to my bike. Grabbing my lid, I place it on my head and jump on the back feeling refreshed.

I can do this.

I feel like I finally know my plan.

The good guys in the Savages are gone, there are no loyalties to anyone in there now.

It’s time for me to bring the club down.

Walking back into the clubrooms feels strange, it feels like I’m walking into a place that’s distant. Like somewhere you’ve been, but you don’t recognize as home anymore. I loved it here, but I had lost my way. Techie and the others, they made this place something special, and without them I see it for what it really is—a biker club. A place where the scum and heathens of this earth fester and mingle creating chaos and ruining people’s lives. I wanted to be a part of this before I saw the light, before I realized what I was giving up. How wrong was I?

Making my way through the clubrooms, Mad Dog spots me and marches over. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up instantly at the glare in his eyes and the taut frame he’s sporting.

“Where have you been all night?” he sneers.

My guard is up after Mad Dog’s recent behaviour. Obviously, I can’t tell him where I’ve actually been, so I lie. “Skye left, so I drowned my sorrows in a bar and was too drunk to ride so I slept on a park bench.”

“I hope you’re not too hungover, we have work to do,” Mad Dog sneers with a mischievous grin.

“Oh, yeah?”

He nods. “Yeah, I’ve messaged Papi about a meet for package storage. We’re meeting at the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Gawler… the red one, remember?”

I want to get as much information as possible so I can set up the sting with my unit. “Yeah, what time?”

Mad Dog grins and his eyes squint like he has something going through his mind, I just have no idea what. “Six p.m. is the time. Make sure you know it ‘cause that’s where we’ll be. The warehouse at six p.m. We’ll all be going to intimidate Papi, make sure he knows who his boss is.”

The thought crosses my mind that my luck may be changing with the fact that everyone will be at the takedown.
This is going perfectly!

“Good idea, the bigger presence, the more intimidated he’ll be. Good thinking, Prez,” I praise him up to make sure he sticks to his plan. The more of them that are there when the sting goes down, the better it will be for the unit to grab them all.

“Yeah, I like to keep people on their toes, sting them where it hurts.”

Furrowing my brows at his last sentence, I nod as he walks away from me chuckling to himself.

Turning on my heels, I make quick tracks out to Sentinel to let him in on what’s going down. I need to fill him in that I’m fully onboard with this takedown, and that it’s happening tonight. Making my way to the lookout post, I climb up, and Sentinel looks down at me and then looks away in the usual manner he seems to treat me these days. I take a seat next to him and lean back resting my feet up on the post.

He turns leering at me as I wrap my fingers behind my head and smile at him.

“What are you so fucking happy about?” he asks.

“Well, I broke protocol last night and went and saw Hannah.”

His eyes widen and his nostrils flare. “What?” he sneers quietly while glaring at me.

“It was good. It made me realise that I’ve seen things in the wrong way. This club needs to be fucking shut down. The only way to do that is with our help, and it looks like it’s going to go down tonight at six.”

He sits up taller and shakes his head slightly. “What the fuck? Since when have you been onboard with bringing them down, and why tonight?”

“Since I realized I was placing my bets on the wrong side. We’re the good guys, not them. Mad Dog is setting up a meet tonight, everyone’s going and they’re going to have drugs and cash on them. It’s a perfect opportunity for the unit to come in. I’m going to call it into Hudson, and get him and the Chief to meet us there, and hope like fuck Mad Dog doesn’t change the locay.”

Sentinel smiles wide and nods his head. “It’s about time you remembered which side you’re on. I’m glad seeing Hannah helped, I just hope you haven’t put her in danger.”

A shudder runs through me at that thought. Swallowing hard, I pull out my phone and start to send a text to Hudson, not only about the meet tonight but also about putting a protective watch on my house and Hannah.

Hudson agreed to place protection on Hannah, which set my overactive mind to rest. My heart is racing as it nears closer to six p.m. It’s three now, and I’m in my room starting to pack my things. This time tomorrow I’ll be back here collecting everything to go home, while my unit raids the clubhouse seizing all the property.

I shove another shirt in the duffle bag when there’s a knock on my door. My heart rate spikes and I quickly shove the bag under the bed just as Blade opens the door stepping through it, looking in furrowing his brows leering at the pile of clothes on my bed.

“Prez wants to see you… You… ah… going somewhere?” he asks glancing down at my feet.

I look down to see the strap of the bag hanging out from under the bed. “No, just packing away some old shit.” I don’t elaborate and walk toward the door and straight past him. His thumping footsteps behind me pound to the beat of my heart, and I feel a little nervous as to what Mad Dog could want. Walking down the hall, the unmistakable sounds of The Rolling Stones are playing over the stereo and I recognize the song as
Dancing with Mr. D
as Mick Jagger wails about whether it will be slow or fast, and I can’t help but feel like this song has meaning right now.

I just don’t know what.

Walking into the clubroom, I see Sentinel standing in the middle of the room, looking a little lost with Mad Dog. My skin prickles instantly as he’s always out on the gate, so something’s up.

“Ah… there you are! I want to go and scope out the warehouse before tonight’s meet with Papi. I want Sentinel to come, he’s always on the gate and I need him to feel like he’s a part of this club, so we’re going together,” Mad Dog states smiling brightly.

I glance at Sentinel who’s pale and I think shaking slightly. “Why don’t Sentinel and I ride out to take a look and report in, saves you heading out there,” I suggest.

Something is off.

“C’mon boys don’t look so scared, let’s go!” he responds and starts stepping toward the door.

Sentinel looks at me, I shrug and turn walking out the door behind Mad Dog. He’s already halfway toward a cage, and I figure I may as well see what the hell this is all about.

So I walk over to him and raise my eyebrow. “Why the cage?”

He smiles and grins. “We want to keep things on the down low in case those Cartel cunts are there, keep things nice and quiet. Jump in the back of the cage you two, I’ll drive,” he says and I glance at Sentinel and shake my head subtly.

“We’ll ah… take another cage, Prez, and meet you there,” Sentinel suggests.

Mad Dog stiffens his posture as Acid and Blade step up behind us. Acid pops a pill into his mouth then bares his teeth. A chill runs down my back and my heart starts to race.

“Get in the back of the cage, brothers. I won’t ask twice,” he demands and I shake my head puffing out my chest, but Blade grabs me from behind while Acid grabs Sentinel. Mad Dog opens the cage and I kick and thrash about, but it’s no good as Blade throws me into the back of the cage, Sentinel follows soon after and the cage door slams shut.

My breathing is harsh and fast as I turn to Sentinel and shake my head. “This is
not
good.”

He smashes his fist against the wall as the engine starts and the cage shakes as it starts the drive. “Fuck Adam, we’re made. You know that, right?” he spits his words as his chest rises and falls dramatically.

“We don’t know that for sure. So don’t go saying anything until they confirm it. Okay? Be smart about this, Doug.”

He scoffs. “Yeah right. We’re fucked, we’re sooo fucked.”

Resting my head against the side of the cage, a thought comes to mind. I quickly pull out my phone and type out a text.

Me:
Chief, I think we’ve been made. We’re heading to the warehouse in the back of a van now, and I don’t think Doug and I are coming out alive. If you can, come now and come quick! You don’t have time for backup so bring whoever and get here. NOW!

I hit
send
hoping like fuck he gets the message in time, but knowing he probably won’t.

“Jesus Christ Adam, they’re gonna torture us.”

Looking at him, I clench my jaw. “Hey, calm the fuck down. We don’t even know if they have made us. Sure it doesn’t look good, but I can’t have you going off half-cocked if there’s another explanation to all of this. I’ve messaged the Chief, he’ll help us if we need it.”

He scoffs. “He won’t make it in time, you know that as well as I do. I hope you had fun with Hannah, ‘cause you’re never seeing her again.”

My chest tightens and I feel like I want to punch the cunt, but instead the feeling of being physically sick takes over. The darkness in the back of the cage is eerie and the overwhelming urge to scream is absorbing me. The roar of two bike engines is crushing me as I clench my eyes tightly while trying to imagine Hannah’s face. Her beautiful face. A small smile creeps on me as a calmness washes over my soul, closely followed by overwhelming sadness. If I never see Hannah again, that’s a pain that’s so unbearable to me that it’s worse than the thought of death. Leaving her alone on this earth shatters me in a way I never thought possible.

I just hope like fuck Hudson has the protection unit on her already, the idea of anything happening to her or the kids because of me, is an even worse thought.

Doug is eerily quiet, like he’s either resigned himself to the fact, or he’s about to explode at any second. It’s unnerving as the cage pulls to a stop. We both look at each other and sit up taller. The footsteps on the pebbled gravel make my heart rate spike even further as my breathing is now almost at hyperventilation levels.

The back door opens and the light filters in blinding me temporarily. Blinking a few times, I take a deep breath as Acid hops into the cage and walks up to Sentinel.

“C’mon, out you get, time to investigate,” he says and I raise my eyebrow wondering what that means. “You too, c’mon.” He waves with his hand for us to both get up, and we do so hesitantly and walk with him out of the cage.

We’re at the warehouse like Mad Dog said we would be. Thank God. I had thought for a second he might change where we were going, and then Chief Thomas would be heading to the wrong location.

He better fucking get here soon.

I look over to Sentinel and furrow my brows as Mad Dog starts to walk off toward the warehouse. “Come on boys, let’s check out inside, make sure those Cartel cunts haven’t fucked up the joint.”

My heart is racing again and I feel off, something isn’t right, but I follow the Prez into the warehouse. It’s dimly lit, and in the middle of the open space is two long rectangle boxes, they look like makeshift coffins. My heart leaps into my throat as I turn to see if there’s a quick way out. Blade is by the exit, and Mad Dog and Acid are walking up to Sentinel and me.

Acid’s clearly smoking a joint.

Swallowing hard, I shake my head. “What is this?”

“The club’s been doing some digging. You know what you get when you dig, Stealth?”

Shrugging, I shake my head.

“Dirt!”

“I don’t know what you m-mean,” Sentinel replies his voice cracking slightly.

“You don’t? Oh, that’s strange... Question. And I want you to answer together seeing as you’re blood brothers. What’s your grandmother’s name on your mother’s side?”

Opening my eyes wide my heart skips a beat. We never covered that in our story. We went through mother and father, but never grandparents.

“Okay on three, answer together. One, two, three…”

“Anna.”

“Maria.” I cringe at the opposing names as Sentinel laughs.

“Oh, I thought you meant Dad’s mum. That’s Anna, Maria is Mum’s mother.”

Mad Dog laughs nodding his head. “Good save Doug, but your last name is Barringer. And Adam, yours is Donovan, right?”

Tensing up, I clench my jaw as my stomach flips in itself. They’ve obviously blown our aliases of brothers, Doug and Adam Malone. My mind instantly goes to Hannah. They better not have hurt her.

“You know we thought something was off with you Doug. Always snooping, trying to find out things, you were suss almost instantly. So we put a bug in the lookout post. It’s amazing the things you hear in there. Things we heard made us want to tail you, Adam. And you? It’s you, Adam, I’m disappointed in. You could’ve been a great asset to this club. But instead, you were off meeting with Detective Hudson Stone and filling him in on everything. We don’t take kindly to traitors. So imagine my surprise when Acid followed you to Amor to see you were there with a cop. Then we dug a little further, only to discover you scum sucking gutter trash are infiltrating us undercover. Isn’t that right…
detectives?”