Betrayed (Soldiers of Darkness MC Book 2) (23 page)

Chapter Eighteen

Mack

The ride here’s done me good. Cleared the cobwebs, so to speak. My mind’s more focused than it’s ever been, and once I’ve finished up here I know that walking away’s the only thing I can do now. Yeah, I still feel like I’m letting Cooper down but he would never have wanted me to stay where I ain’t happy. Where I ain’t no use no more. The Soldiers don’t need me, not here. And I can’t go back to North Carolina so a new start’s the only option I got left. I walk away, and this club can try and get back on its feet without me here to mess it up more than I already have done. I’m gonna go get myself a whole new life, start some serious shit somewhere where no fucker knows me and women fall at my feet. I want those days back, that power. I freakin’ need that. I can already feel the old me rushing back the closer I get to the motel Sam’s sent me to.

I pull up outside a diner in the small town I’ve just rode into. I’m not far from where I need to be now, and Sam’s already contacted me and told me that Kes is still around, he ain’t checked outta the motel yet so I figure I got time to stop and catch my breath.

I climb off my bike and head into the diner, and the girl behind the counter, man, she takes all of a second to throw me the kinda smile that tells me all I gotta do is say the word and she’ll have her panties off and her legs wrapped around me in the store cupboard before I can free my cock.

‘What can I get you?’ she asks, her eyes staring right into mine, and there it is. I knew I was right.

I lean forward and give her the full-on Mack Slayer smile. ‘Anything you like, darlin’.’

She rests her elbows on the counter and I can smell her perfume now, a mixture of lemons and flowers and as I look at her more closely I see she ain’t as young as I first thought she was, but she’s pretty enough. ‘Anything, huh?’

I laugh quietly, ‘cause she sure knows how to play this game.

‘Well, I got something off-menu you might wanna try. I’m on my break in…’ She checks her watch, and looks straight back at me, ‘five minutes. Meet me out back and I’ll bring it to you.’

She pours me a coffee and goes to serve another customer, and I down a mouthful of the hot liquid before I flip a cigarette into my mouth and head outside to smoke it.

The heat’s almost stifling as I lean against the wall and draw deep. The sense of freedom here is all-consuming, and I’m beginning to wonder why I never thought of the nomad life before. I think it’ll suit me. Now. It wasn’t what I wanted before but things’ve changed. And the chance to ride every day and just see where the road takes me, that’s feeling like the kinda pull I could live with.

I take another deep drag and throw the half-smoked cigarette down onto the dusty ground before I head round the back of the diner. And she’s there, all blonde hair and blue eyes and I watch as she dangles her panties from her fingertips and throws me that smile again.

‘You said you had something for me, darlin’. You gonna let me see what that is?’

She keeps her eyes on mine as she slowly lifts the hem of her uniform and I drop my gaze. She ain’t shaved, not completely, not like Izzi. She’s got a thin strip of pubic hair covering her slit but that don’t bother me. I ain’t gonna be going down on her, that ain’t happening.

‘I guess I’ll take it,’ I murmur as I move closer, dropping my hand and sliding it between her legs, and she gasps quietly as I stroke her, making her wet in seconds and she gasps again as I push two fingers inside her. But I ain’t here for foreplay, I ain’t staying long enough. So I free my cock, and without me even having to ask she sinks to her knees and takes it in her mouth, all of it, straightaway, no hesitation, no taking the tip in first and building up to some deep-throat action. She’s wasting no time, and I groan quietly as my cock catches the back of her throat, and she don’t even gag, she just sucks harder and lets her tongue work its way around my shaft until I’m this close to coming. This fucking close.

I bury my fingers in her hair and pull her away from me, and she stands up, her eyes locking with mine. ‘You didn’t like it?’

‘I liked it, darlin’. But I want to try it all, you understand?’

She nods and bites down on her lip as I lift her up and ram my rock-hard cock into her tight, wet pussy, thrusting into her like I ain’t been inside a woman in months. And it takes just seconds to reach my climax; seconds before I’m spilling out inside of her in a torrent that feels like it’s never gonna end. But it does. I’m done here now. I got what I came for. It’s time to go.

I pull out of her and zip myself back up, throwing her another grin as I rake a hand through my hair. And she don’t say anything, she just returns my smile and steps back into her panties. We both know what this was. We both got what we wanted. Now we both gotta get back to work.

Zeb

‘Can I talk to you, Zeb?’

‘Sure you can, princess. Come in.’

She closes the door of the chapel behind her and comes over to me, perching herself on the edge of the table.

‘Something up?’

She looks down, and she seems nervous, and I wish it wasn’t happening but those nerves are kinda transferring themselves over to me.

‘Izzi?’

She raises her gaze and I get up and move in front of her, and her eyes follow me, locking with mine. And then she hooks her legs around me and pulls me towards her, and she smiles, and those nerves I felt before suddenly fade away ‘cause I don’t think she’s gonna tell me anything bad. Her whole face has lit up, and her eyes are shining and she seems kinda excited. And then she slips a hand around the back of my neck and pulls my head down and she rests her mouth against mine as she speaks, her voice little more than a whisper. ‘You’re gonna be a daddy, Mr. President.’

It takes a second for her words to sink in, but I think she just told me I’m gonna be a freakin’ father! My baby girl’s carrying my kid and I ain’t felt anything like the elation kicking around me now.

‘You’re happy, right?’ she asks, and her eyes briefly question me but I can’t believe she even thought for one second I’d be anything other than happy about this.

‘You bet your beautiful ass I’m happy, princess.’

I pick her up, and she clasps her legs tighter around me as I swing her around and kiss her long and deep, gently putting her down and pushing her back against the wall.

‘How far along are you?’ I ask. ‘Cause I gotta. I gotta know.

‘Almost eight weeks.’

My face breaks into a grin and I kiss her again, man, I just wanna kiss the freakin’ life outta her now. ‘And you’re OK?’

She nods, and then she laughs quietly and I laugh too, ‘cause I know she ain’t really seen my caring side. But she’s precious cargo now. She’s got my baby inside her, and I’m gonna look after the both of them. They’re my whole freakin’ world now. Man, I couldn’t have planned this any better. I was always gonna get this girl pregnant, it was always my plan, and now it’s happened it’s like the final piece of the jigsaw’s just slotted into place. Mack Slayer ain’t gonna come nowhere near her now. Even he ain’t that stupid.

I lean forward and rest my forehead against hers, and I drop my hand to her stomach and she rests her own hand over mine. There ain’t even the tiniest of bumps there yet, but I can’t wait for her to start showing. I can’t wait for her to grow big and show the fucking world that she belongs to me now. We’re gonna be a proper fucking family, I’m gonna make sure of that. I ain’t gonna let the past and the fucked-up shit my father and uncle have done – the fucked-up shit
I’ve
done; Izzi’s done. I ain’t gonna let that harm my kid, or come back to hurt them, hurt any of us. I’ll protect my family to the fucking end, make no mistake about that.

‘I love you, Zeb,’ she whispers, and I can hear her heart beating, and I place a hand on her chest and let it pound against my palm as I kiss her slowly, feeling her tiny sighs falling into me.

‘I love you too, baby girl. I freakin’ love you too… And we can still have sex, right?’

She laughs, and it’s a beautiful sound. We’d stopped laughing for a while, because I’d let a darkness surround us, but that’s lifted now. And we’re laughing again.

‘Yeah. We can still have sex.’ She kisses me again, her lips barely touching mine and she smiles, her fingers intertwining with mine as our hands rest against her stomach. ‘Right up until this little one is due. We just gotta get creative with the positions.’

Jesus! She’s got my cock hard just talking about it, and she gets that. And that’s why I freakin’ love this girl.

She pushes me away and unzips her skirt, and I watch as it falls to the floor, and she ain’t wearing no panties. She’s newly shaved and she’s wearing those boots she knows get me hard in a fucking heartbeat, man, I’m one lucky-son-of-a-bitch!

‘I thought you might want to celebrate the news, y’know? Privately. Before we tell anyone else.’ She smiles, and she drops a hand to briefly touch herself but I ain’t letting her do any of this solo.

‘If we weren’t already married I’d be down on my knees asking you to marry me right now,’ I murmur as my mouth brushes the base of her throat. And she threads her fingers in my hair and pulls my head back so she’s looking right at me.

‘I still want you down on your knees, soldier.’

I grin, and I sink to the floor, and she widens her stance and I spread her wide and dive into the kinda heaven I ain’t ever living without now…

Izzi

Waiting wasn’t going to be an option. He had to know now, and I know that he’ll want to tell everyone as soon as we’re finished here, and that’s good. It’ll put an end to something that needs ending, before people get hurt.

His fingers dig into my thighs as his tongue continues to probe and lick and I open my legs wider, closing my eyes as a beautiful warmth spreads through me. But then he pulls away and stands up and he kisses me, and I taste myself on him and I know that turns him on. I know he likes that, and my stomach dips as he kisses me deeper and harder and he lifts me up, his hands cupping my ass as he pulls me down onto his cock, and I cry out quietly as he fills me up, my muscles clenching around him as I cling onto him.

I’m having his baby.

And I’m scared. I’m terrified.

I’m having his baby.

And I’ve never been more excited.

This crazy, messed-up world has got me good and proper now.

Any chance I had of escaping has gone.

And I’m OK with that.

I am…

Mack

I light up another cigarette and lean back against my bike as I wait. I’ve been here about an hour now. I got here just as Kes was leaving, but he had no bags with him, nothing to indicate that he was going anywhere other than out for a ride, or business, or something. But it didn’t look like he was leaving. So I’m waiting. It’s not like I got much else to do.

I take a look around me, at the wide open space surrounding this motel in the middle of freakin’ nowhere, and I quite like it, the solitude. I might find somewhere like this to crash when I finally leave Albequerque. I can live with the silence and the peace, it might do me some good. Give me time to form a real plan of action for the rest of my fucked-up life.