Biker Bait: The Lost Souls MC Series (9 page)

“What are your plans for tonight?” I asked, hoping
Cas was going to stay and as much as I love Sparky, I hoped he was going to leave.

“I’m
stayin’ here with you tonight.” Cas smiled, sliding my chair towards his. We held each other’s hands, it is such a simple gesture but to us it is our first show of being together, if it was only in front of one person.

“I have no plans, I’m not in any rush to get bac
k.” Sparky said.

I’ve been unhappy because I don’t get many visitors and here I am, silently begging Sparky to leave so I can have
Cas to myself.

Then again, while he’s here he might as well as put his muscles to good use and help me out moving the furniture away fr
om the walls in the lounge ready for painting. And if he leaves not wanting to be domesticated then I win too.

“What’s with evil fuckin’ grin?” he asked.

“You’ll see.” I giggled.

After forty-five minutes of both Cas and Sparky moaning about doing the prospects job, all the furniture had been pulled into the middle of the room to make room for us to paint, and by us I mean mostly Billy.

“He’s only one man and I can’t exactly help him with the heavier pieces, can I?”

“If havin’ an old lady entails this kinda work, I’d rather stay on my own.” Sparky said, slumping onto the big, plush arm chair.

“And do you have anything to say?” I asked
Cas, amused by how much they were bitching.

For bad-ass bikers, they sure were being over dramatic.

“Nope.” he said, pulling me down with him on the sofa.

Billy
returned and hovered in the doorway.

“Where have you been?” I asked, sitting up a little straighter.

“Hardware store.”

“It’s not open at this time
of night.” I said, questioning him.

“The owner is an old friend
, I was quick so he didn’t mind staying open a little later than usual.”

I had learnt so much about this prospect but obviously I didn’t know everything.

“And you couldn’t get me any discount?” I laughed, not that I paid with my own cash last time.

“
I did tonight, I’ll bring it all in tomorrow mornin’.” he said.

Cas
squeezed me tight against him and spoke to Billy.

“Grab us some beers and come and join u
s.”

I smiled my gratitude and relaxed into
the sofa. Billy was gone less than a minute, he passed the beers around and made himself comfortable on the other arm chair.

Nights like tonight are what I envisioned while I
was away at college. I didn’t foresee Cas being a part of this but he is and tonight couldn’t be any more perfect. And the fact that Cas was making more of an effort with Billy shows me he really is trying for me.

“How did you get named Sparky?” Billy asked him.

Both Cas and I laughed, any opportunity for Sparky to talk about himself and he was heaven.

“Well, things that go boom really get me goin’, know what I mean?
Growin’ up, I had a certain flare for flares.” he laughed, “I was at one school for a while before my dad moved us on again, he had gotten it in his head that I had bring home no less than C grades, I worked my fuckin’ ass off for weeks on this science project, it was the tits when I handed it in. I got a D, I was pissed, I threw it across the class, then I smashed the lab up. Dad got pissed coz’ he got called into school, I was suspended for a week. After we got home, I got a beating from my old man, fuckin’ livid I was, I sneak out that night, taking one of my home made, plastic bottle creations and broke into the school.”

“What did you do?” Billy asked.

I rolled my eyes, he was loyal but he wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer.

“What do you think I done? I blew up the fuckin’ science department, fuckin’ teacher didn’t know what he was
talkin’ about.” he laughed.

“No wa
y.” Billy cheered.

“Yes way, I left home not long after that, where Michael found me
tryin’ to blow one of his places up, didn’t know it was his of course but he stopped me and took me in. When I patched in he called me Sparky.” he finished, draining his beer. 

I closed my eyes listening to Sparky
continue to tell Billy stories about the crap he’s pulled over the years, it wasn’t stuff you’d normally be proud off, but Billy was lapping it up. I was content, I have my man by my side, one of my best friend’s blessing and a new life I’m recreating.

Chapter Seven

Alannah

I woke up expecting it to be dark outside and still on the sofa with
Cas, instead it was morning and I was lying in bed with him, and from what I could feel, I was lying next to a naked Cas. A girls’ day couldn’t begin any better. He must have carried me up last night.

I managed to turn around without waking him up, his chest was free from sheets and gave me an opportunity to
study his tattoos in more depth. There were more Lost Souls insignias on his biceps as well as the full back piece all the brothers have. He had ‘Lost Souls’ written across his collarbone in Old English script with a date in roman numerals underneath, I knew it was the date he became a full member. From top to bottom on the right side of his ribs he had an intricate detailed sign of the cross and on his left side he had the same style cross but tattooed on upside down. Drawing my eyes away from his tattoo’s I found his chest, I have seen him working on his bike with his shirt off many times last summer and summers before that and each time he took my breathe away, it was unbelievable how anyone could really have abs so defined he looks like a walking photo shopped photograph. 

Feeling the stirrings arising
down below, I couldn’t wait for him to wake up. I ran my finger softly across each of his abs, all the way down to where the sheet lay covering his bottom half. I had only moved the sheet an inch before I see him smile, he still had his eyes closed but he knew what I was up to. I continued moving the sheet until he was fully exposed, I had plans to take him in my mouth and start his day with a bang, so to speak, but he moved like lightning and had me on my back before I could touch him.

“Good
mornin’ baby.” he said, between kisses.

“Good morning yoursel
f.”

“I’ve been
waitin’ for you to wake up.” he growled against my neck, sending a shiver through my body.

“You should have woke me up last nigh
t.” I told him, surrendering myself to him completely.

“I was tempte
d.” he murmured, snaking a path with his tongue between my breasts and down to my centre. Taking my thighs in his large hands, he moved on to nip and kiss his way from my knee back to my centre, every time I moaned he would drive his tongue into me harder. I dug my hands into the sheets until all I held was fists full of bedding.

Knock, knock,
knock.

Whoever was on the other side of the door could fuck off, this might as well be
classed as the first time a man has gone down on me, never before has this felt this fucking good! It makes me wonder what the other men were doing down there before.

All I needed was one more
minute and I would find the release I craved, Cas didn’t move his position for which I most grateful.

Another round of knocking had
Cas stopping, fuck, whoever is out in the hall can go to the bottom of hell.

“W
hat?” he yelled, keeping himself between my legs, I edged further down the bed and wrapped my leg around his waist, I could just feel his erection if I thrust my hips high enough.

“Thought you w
ould wanna know Michael is on his way.” Billy shouted back through the closed door.

There was no
chance of having the fire burning in me extinguished at the mention of Michael’s name. I uncoiled myself from Cas and pulled the covers over me.

“You definitely should’ve woke me up last nigh
t.” I pouted.

“Don’t pout, I’ll make it up to ya late
r.” he winked.

He slid off the bed and began getting dressed
, the atmosphere completely gone I got up as well. Might as well be dressed and ready for when my uncle arrives.

By the time Michael strolled into the cabin we were all sitting around the table apart from Billy, who was sitting out on the front porch. Sparky had stayed last night in one of the spare rooms which surprised me. It feels like a life time ago since I last saw my uncle. He came into the kitchen and took in us all sitting round the table drinking coffee, if I hadn’t been scrutinizing him I would have missed his eyebrow slightly rise before resuming his normal expression.

He was one of the people I desperately missed at college, but now I know what he did behind my back last year
, I wanted to cry. He still looked the same to me but everything about him was different. I felt like I didn’t know this man anymore and it hurt. Ever since he took me on as his own, he never made me feel like I was a burden, always making sure I had what I needed and wanted. I clenched my hands and stabbed my palms with my nails to keep myself from saying something I shouldn’t.

Cas
squeezed my knee reassuringly under the table, I took comfort in knowing he was here.

“Alannah, you’re lookin’
well darlin’.” he boomed across the room, “Lookin’ good in here too, it needed freshenin’ up.”

He held his arms out to me, there was no way I wanted to embrace him after what he did to
Cas, and to me. It must have showed because Sparky subtly kicked my foot as he stretched his legs out, throwing him a glare I stood and hugged my uncle.

“Hey Uncle Mikey, it’s about time you came to see m
e.” I said, trying to gather as much enthusiasm as I could.

He saw straight th
rough me though, he pulled away and sat me back onto the chair at the table.

“I know you don’t agree with my decision but it looks like it doesn’t matter where I put you, the club comes to you
regardless.” he said, nodding his head at his brothers.

“It doesn’t matter, I’m beginning to like it her
e.” I told him, truthfully, “Is this permanent for me?”

He nodded, “I’ll never ask you to leave here Alannah, as far as I’m concerned this is your home no
w.” he said.

He opened his cut and pulled an envelope out from the inside pocket. He passed it across the table
and sat on the last available chair. I opened it up and found cash, lots of it.

“What the hell is this for?” I asked, why the hell would I need all this?

“Now you’re here, I’m sure you want to update the place, it could fuckin’ do with modernisin’.” he said, “Also you could buy a set up for you to write again?”

Between settling down here, having a bodyguard and
Cas, I haven’t given my writing a second thought. I used to sit and write for hours, sometimes poetry, sometimes short stories.

“Mayb
e.” I muttered.

I didn’t want his money really but I have to be
sensible here, I haven’t got the stability of living at the club anymore.

“How’s Aunt Kitty?” I asked, moving away from money and his offers of advice.

“She’s fine, you’ll see for yourself on Saturday.” his smile was always bright when he spoke of his wife, it’s the only part of him I still recognised.

I was about to ask him if he could bring her round sooner but his phone rang and he held his hand up telling me to wait.

Cas and Sparky sat listening intently, the mischievous grin on Michael’s face told us all he liked what he was being told. He ended the call and shoved the phone in his pocket.

“C’
mon boys, Slade’s found somethin’, we gotta go.” Michael said, rising from the table.

“Alannah, if you need anythin’
, call me or tell the prospect. I’ll see you on Saturday.” he said, before leaving the room.

I suppose I could’ve asked him why Billy is here, but
what’s the point, he wouldn’t tell me anyway or if he did, it would only be a lie.

“See ya later Barb
s.” Sparky said, following Michael out.

I wouldn’t have long with
Cas but I am glad I get to say goodbye alone.

“I don’t know what’s goin’
on but I’ll be back later and I want to take you somewhere.” he said, quickly pushing me against the wall, my heart rate sped up so much I thought my heart would burst out from my chest.

“Where you gonna take me?” I asked, breathlessly as his wicked mouth kissed the most sensitive area of my neck.

“Wait and see.”

He kissed me on the lips, squeezed my ass and was gone.

In the twenty-five seconds we were alone he had the power to disorientate me to the point I couldn’t tell what way was up.

I heard their bikes ride away as I came back to earth and heard my phone beeping.

I hoped it was Bonnie, I haven’t heard back from her yet and the worry I had before was intensifying. Finding my phone on the counter top I scrolled to messages and sighed when I saw it was from the phone provider offering me a better deal. I haven’t gone this long without any contact from her since we became friends. I don’t know where she’s from or where she lives, she could be very evasive when it came to her personal life.

Oh well, expecting a full house in a few days I had plenty to keep me occupied, apart from throwing some sheets on the
sofa and chairs, the lounge was ready for decorating, may as well get on with it.

Cas

“What ya got?” Michael asked Slade when we arrived at the clubhouse.

Slade was at his spot at the bar on
his laptop, he spent most of his time there, if there is anything to be found he is the guy to go.

“A Hunter Carson has just acquired himself some property on the edge of tow
n.”

Hunter Carson is the president of the Ghost Riders, we have never been able to trac
k his property purchases before as he mostly uses fictitious names.

“Our town?” I asked.

“The one and only.” Slade said, frowning.

“What type of property?” Sparky asked.

“A warehouse, I’ve printed off the location and an image of the area, looks like Dirty Nicky’s old place.” He said, handing us the prints.

His compound is over three hours away from here, he wouldn’t need any property around here, unless…

“He’s plannin’ a fuckin’ patch over.” I said, feeling sick.

Muttering and curses were being thrown about, I sat on one of the stools and grabbed a beer from one of the prospects working behind the bar.

“Over my dead fuckin’ body is that gonna happen.” Michael roared.

“We need to put a stop to this once and for al
l.” I said.

“Too fuckin’ right we do, why don’t we take out the warehouse like their clubhouse?” Sparky asked, with a gleam in his eye.

It isn’t a surprise he would come up with this idea, any opportunity he gets to play with explosives he will, it’s when he’s at his happiest.

“Do what you need to do and hit
them tomorrow night, we’ll blow their week well apart.” Michael laughed.

Having the go ahead, Sparky was gone in a flash. Michael left too and I disappeared to my room. Unlocking and opening the door wasn’t the same, the bed was still unmade from the last time I slept in it, beer bottles littered everyw
here and the laundry that needed to be done days ago was still in piles on the floor. It was a far contrast from being at the cabin. I stepped over piles of clothes and eventually made it to the bathroom, I turned the shower on, got undressed and stepped under the hot sprays of water. It was then I knew I didn’t want this part of my life anymore, I wanted a home, I wanted clean sheets every night, I wanted Alannah bent over the washer doing laundry and most of all I wanted a home with Alannah.

Not wanting to be here, I was in and out and dressed within ten minutes, grabbing my cut and
my keys, I locked my room and went back into the bar.

Oak was still propping the bar up, lately every time I saw him, he was at the bar,
I was beginning to wonder if he moved or went to bed. Checking I had enough time, I did, I went and sat on the stool next to him.

“
You okay old man?”

His response was a grunt. He refilled his glass and downed the shot of whiskey.

“What’s wrong brother?” I asked, now worried for my old friend.

“Just
reminiscin’ on the days where we didn’t have bullets chasin’ us, our only plans were wonderin’ which route to ride and Michael and I weren’t the only originals left. Too much is changin’ and I’m not sure if I’m cut out for it.” he admitted, filling his glass again.

The changes were affecting more than just me, they were slowly eating their way through the club I love so much. The only person who seems to be happy with them is Michael, he was embracing them, once again making my opinion more likely that he was in fact up to something.

It made me more determined to find out what he’s hiding and put the club back on the right path.

“We’ll have those days back again brother, I can promise you tha
t.” I told him.

He grunted again and I knew our conversation was over. I slapped him on the back before leaving. I sent a text to Alannah telling her to be ready soon and to wear something warm.