The Lyon Trilogy (22 page)
Authors: Jordan Silver
"Okay, we're not going anywhere, just
going to stay around here I think. What are you guys doing, am I missing
anything?"
"Nah, we're laying low, baby, this
trip was mostly for you." She didn't need to know that was a double
entendre.
"Listen, the crew found a place where
they have that singing shit that you women like so much, and I was thinking you
might enjoy that."
"You mean karaoke?"
"Sounds about right, you game?"
"Sure I guess, I don't know about me
singing though maybe Linda and some of the others might want to."
"Whatever, babe, as long as you're
having fun, but I might have to cut out for half an hour or so. I'm expecting a
call later on in the night, and because of the time difference, it's gonna put
me at one o'clock in the morning, or there about, local time."
"Okay, anything wrong?"
"Nah, just gotta talk to a guy about
some shit."
"Okay, then I guess I'll see you in a
little bit."
I could hear Tina in the background joking
about the fact that we couldn't even go for a few measly hours without talking
to each other. Looks like she was getting over her bullshit whatever it was.
"Stay safe, baby, I'll be there to
get you soon." We said our goodbyes, and I glared the fucks who were all
in my business to silence, or at least I tried to.
"Shut the fuck up, Storm."
"I didn't say anything, bro."
"Yeah, but I can hear you thinking
it."
"Fucking sap." The jerk laughed
at me.
"Fuck you." I threw a playful
punch, but the bastard blocked it.
"She's got you rescuing old men off
the street what's next, stray cats and dogs. You going to turn into one of
those grumpy old men with like a million cats collecting empty bottles and
shit?"
"You're one to talk, Tommy, Linda has
your nuts in a drawer somewhere. When's the last time she let you use them
anyway?" We all knew we were letting off steam, and relieving some of the
stress of the night to come.
When I picked Angel up a couple hours
later, she was all excited to see me.
I watched her all evening wondering at the
strangeness of life. A few months ago I didn't even know this person, now she
was my fucking world. What I was about to do might very well put a blemish on
my soul, I hope not, but hopefully I'll be forgiven for ridding the world of
another evil piece of shit whose only purpose was to prey on the weak.
I kept her close all night, and kissing
her every chance I got regardless of the snide remarks from my men, or the
teasing she took from the women. It was a relaxed carefree atmosphere, just
what I wanted.
When the time was about right Zack had slipped
away to track our prey. He was known to frequent a place a couple streets over
almost every night, and he pretty much kept to the same routine. He wasn't very
well liked in these parts, but because of his father's money, he got away with
shit. It appears that Katarina and her friend were not his first victims, and
he was still up to his old tricks, but after tonight this little slice of earth
will be free of one less asshole.
When the call came Jared, Pete, Tommy, and
Paul stood up to leave. They'd already told their women they needed to step out
just as I'd told Angel earlier.
"You don't leave this place until I
get back, you hear me baby?"
"I hear you, I'll be right here when
you get back, though I think Linda is planning to drag me up there to
sing."
I looked towards the stage where some
chick was muddling her way through Whitney Houston's I'll always love you.
"You can't be much worse than that,
babe. I'll try to be back in time to hear my baby do her thing." I kissed
her goodbye and held on tight for an extra minute.
"I love you so fucking much,
baby."
"I love you too, you sure
everything's okay?" She was beginning to know me too well, and she was
giving me that look like she knew something was up, but couldn't quite put her
finger on what.
"Everything's golden, babe, no
worries."
I left, before I couldn't, and followed my
boys out the door.
"Let's get this shit over with, you
guys ready, remember..."
"Boss, don't start that shit again,
we're in, and that's the end of it."
"Okay, Tommy, let's ride."
Zack was in the big truck we'd
commandeered for the night.
We picked up Taylor's truck just before
the turn off for the desert, and instead of letting him go straight on the
highway, we closed him in and forced him to take the turn with Zack riding hard
on his shoulder. He laid on the horn, and I could see him flinging his arms
around and yelling at us. Daddy's little rich boy was accustomed to getting his
way, and he wasn't accustomed to anyone fucking with him, too bad.
When we'd got him to where we wanted him,
far enough away from the highway, and into the dark desert night, we circled
him with the bikes. I could see the fear dawning on him through the windshield.
He seemed almost frozen as he stared out at us trying to see who we were behind
the shields of our helmets.
I got off my bike and approached the
driver's side door. He checked that it was locked and tried to reverse, but
Zack's truck had him locked in. I used the heavy chain link in my hand to break
the window.
"What're you doing, are you mad, do
you know who I am?"
I didn't bother to answer him; I just
threw the picture of the two girls through the window into his lap.
He turned white enough that I noticed that
shit in the moonlight which was about the only light out here except for our
headlights.
After I'd given him enough time to grasp
the situation and plead for his pathetic life, which he did, I reached in and
took the picture back before pulling him out through the window kicking and
screaming.
My guys started up their bikes and got in
position as I wrapped the chain around his fucking neck, and I said the only
thing I had any intention of saying to him then. I whispered it in his ear.
"This is for Katarina."
I dragged him into the middle of the
circle of bikes where my men proceeded to lasso his legs and arms with their
chains.
"Please, you can't do this, it wasn't
my fault it was the meds man, please, you can't do this." He pleaded and
screamed to no avail. I was deaf and blind to his plight, the lying fuck, only
last week he'd been up to his old tricks again. The meds my fucking ass.
Climbing back on my bike I revved up and
pulled off with his screams in my ears. The five of us took our bikes in
opposite directions with the chains wrapped around him and attached to the
bikes, and it didn't take long for his body to break under the pressure. His
screams were chilling, but they were lost in the desert night.
I'd taken his head, and each of my guys
had got a limb. He hadn't been drawn, but the fucker had been quartered.
Excerpt from the next book
Lyon's Angel The Lyon book2
We made it back in time to catch the
girls' act, my angel sounded just like her namesake as she belted out the
lyrics to Wallflowers' One headlight. I put shit behind me and got lost in the
beauty that was her, Zack passed me a beer as we took our seats at the table
and fell into the conversation as though we'd never left. I searched my
feelings for a moment to see if there was any remorse or guilt for what I'd
done, what I'd asked others to do, truthfully I felt a slight pang that I'd had
to get my hands dirty, that I'd had my crew get theirs dirty but I felt no loss
for him. He was a parasite who would've continued destroying lives in his path
without retribution, he'd fucked himself over the night he decided to go after
what was mine and though at the time she hadn't been mine she still bore the
scars from his attack and probably will for the rest of her life, that made it
my problem.
I'd made sure we hadn't left not even a
shadow of our presence behind at the scene, the chains had been removed and
destroyed, the tire tracks swept back in place and best of all as we'd been
taking our leave we'd heard the cry of coyotes. They'd no doubt finish the job
for us; the authorities would be lucky if they found anything left that's if
their leads even took them there. His truck had been loaded into the back
of the semi Zack had been driving and taken to where it was sure to be up on
blocks in ten minutes flat, now all we had to do was get the hell out of here
tomorrow after my girl had spent one last morning with her mom.
She bounced back to her seat with a huge
grin on her face," Did you hear?"
"Every word baby you were
great." I pulled her in for a kiss, which of course couldn't just end with
a little smooch, pretty soon I was devouring her lips with mine until the
whistles and catcalls broke through and I pulled away.
"You fucks have nothing better to
do?"
"Get a room bro you're making a
spectacle of yourself."
"Jack off Tommy, you too Pete, we're
outta here babe." I head locked my girl playfully and bounced.
"You assholes better be ready in the
morning or I'm leaving your asses."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah old man we'll be
ready."
Kat and I grinned as we made our way to my
bike, I couldn't get to the hotel fast enough I needed so badly to make love to
her, to feel life, the flow of her blood as it rushed under her skin, to
reaffirm that she was here and I was here and we were okay. I needed to cleanse
myself in her like a rebirth.
Lyon’s
Angel
By
Jordan
Silver
Copyright©2013
by Alison Jordan All Rights Reserved
Table of Contents
I
We made it back in time to
catch the girls' act, my angel sounded just like her namesake as she belted out
the lyrics to Wallflowers' One Headlight. I put shit behind me and got lost in
the beauty that was her, Zack passed me a beer as we took our seats at the
table and fell into the conversation as though we'd never left. I searched my
feelings for a moment to see if there was any remorse or guilt for what I'd
done, what I'd asked others to do, truthfully I felt a slight pang that I'd had
to get my hands dirty, that I'd had my crew get theirs dirty but I felt no loss
for him. He was a parasite who would've continued destroying lives in his path
without retribution, he'd fucked himself over the night he decided to go after
what was mine and though at the time she hadn't been mine she still bore the
scars from his attack and probably will for the rest of her life, that made it
my problem.
I'd made sure we hadn't left
not even a shadow of our presence behind at the scene, the chains had been removed
and destroyed, the tire tracks swept back into place and best of all; as we'd
been taking our leave we'd heard the cry of coyotes. They'd no doubt finish the
job for us, the authorities would be lucky if they found anything left that's
if their leads even took them there. His truck had been loaded into the back of
the semi Zack had been driving and taken to where it was sure to be up on
blocks in ten minutes flat, now all we had to do was get the hell out of here
tomorrow after my girl had spent one last morning with her mom.
She bounced back to her seat
with a huge grin on her face," Did you hear?"
"Every word baby you were
great." I pulled her in for a kiss, which of course couldn't just end with
a little smooch, pretty soon I was devouring her lips with mine until the
whistles and catcalls broke through and I pulled away.
"You fucks have nothing
better to do?"
"Get a room bro you're
making a spectacle of yourself."
"Jack off Tommy, you too
Pete; we're outta here babe." I head locked my girl playfully and got up
from the table.
"You assholes better be
ready in the morning or I'm leaving your asses."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah old man
we'll be ready."
Kat and I grinned as we made
our way to my bike, I couldn't get to the hotel fast enough I needed so badly
to make love to her, to feel life, the flow of her blood as it rushed under her
skin, to reaffirm that she was here and I was here and we were okay. I needed
to cleanse myself in her like a rebirth.
We made it to the hotel,
through the lobby and up to our room without me going on the attack though I
couldn't keep my hands off of her, she laughed and joked with me until we were
behind the door and I pushed her back against it and took her mouth forcefully.
I felt wild and out of control as my tongue ravished and my hands explored her
heat.
"Take it off." I
pulled at her clothes and mine in a fever to get to bare skin, when her chest
was bared I latched onto one of her pierced nipples and sucked until she
screamed out begging me for mercy, I had none. With my leg braced between hers
I rocked her hot pussy back and forth until I felt her wetness touch me,
lifting her with her ass in my hands I forged into her going as deep as I could
from this position.
"Colton...ahhhh."
"Take it, take me."
Her hands grabbed my hair as I slammed into her over and over, the sounds we
made could probably be heard beyond the door but right now at this moment it
didn't matter, I needed this, this wildness this oneness with her, only her
always her.
When it wasn't enough I dragged
her to the floor and pounded into her her tight pussy clasping my meat with a
hot tightness that went straight to my head.
"Fuck Angel...so fucking
good." What she did to me, there are no words. I raced towards climax as she
clenched around me, her flushed body telling me she was close, with one hand I
played with her clitoral ring as I pulled her even closer with the other,
pulling her onto my raging cock as I spilled inside her triggering her own
release.
"I think you killed me
Colton, yep, I'm done for."
I laughed as I picked her up
from the floor and headed for the shower. "Not yet I hope that was only
the beginning we still have a long night ahead of us." I put her on her
feet in the bathroom and stole another hot as duck kiss.
"If you're sure you can
keep up old man." She twitched her spectacular ass at me which I couldn't
resist smacking as I turned the shower on. I started on her again in the shower
until we were both panting for each other but I didn't go all the way.
"Tease." She pouted;
I'd sucked on her little clitty until it was swollen and wet.
"I'll take care of you in
a minute beautiful this time I want you in a bed be patient."
I dried us both off before
carrying her to the bedroom as she cuddled into my neck; my babygirl, the love
I felt for her in that moment was almost overwhelming.
"I love you Angel."
It felt good to say that shit, to see the look on her face, a look of wonder.
My heart twisted at the thought that she could've been lost to me; that there was
a chance that we never would've met, the thought humbled me. I kissed her
standing next to the bed, her body flush against mine, my need for her which
was never too far rising once again.
It wasn't always about the
wild hot fucking, sometimes like now, I wanted to go slow, to handle her with
care, I enjoyed these times too. I laid her on the bed and came down next to
her, kissing her softly, gently, I ran my finger up and down her wet, swollen
clit just barely teasing her slit but not invading her; sucking on her tongue
as she worked her hips under my ministrations, so responsive.
I sucked my way down her neck
to her pierced nipples, playing with the barbells as I sucked one then the
other into my mouth.
Slowly and with care I climbed
between her bent legs, rubbing the ridge of my cock over her clit again and
again, putting the bare tip in before pulling back.
Looking into her lust crazed
eyes I eased my length into her until I reached her cervix with a few inches to
spare and butted against it seeking entrance into her womb.
Slow and easy was the name of
the game as I pulled almost all the way out before sliding back in.
Pushing her legs higher
towards her ears I sought to go deeper, with just my toes and palms supporting
my weight I stroked into her depths, gritting my teeth to keep control, to give
her the soft and gentle I sensed that she needed.
Her little pussy could still
barely take all of me but I worked in small twisting curls until I was all the
way in, the slight frown of pain on her face only added to the pleasure.
"Am I hurting your little
pussy?"
"Uh huh, but so good,
don't stop......"
"No, I won't stop."
I ground my cock into her until our pelvises met, and then I thrust back and
forth in a slow gentle dance.
Her pussy never stopped
creaming. I pulled out and she stayed open for a minute; I pushed two fingers
inside as I climbed up her body and dipped my cock into her waiting mouth.
"Clean it."
In the morning I felt fresh
and renewed there wasn't a doubt in my mind that things would be fine, though I
hope I never have to do that shit again, hopefully no one will be stupid enough
to fuck with her in this lifetime because it looks like I couldn't be too
forgiving where that shit was concerned.
We made good time heading back
home, it was only on the second day right before we were to pick up Cyrus that
I picked up the story that I'd been monitoring; the first mention of a missing
person's report for one Taylor Porter. I shared the news with my guys on the
down low because Kat was never under any circumstances to learn any of this.
Maybe a few years down the line I might let her in on a little bit, but she
wasn't going to spend one second thinking about that worthless piece of shit.