Campbell's Reaper: Soul Reapers #2 (24 page)


Hellhounds. About five of
them. Three down for the count. Two rode off. I don

t
think they were expecting you two to come up behind them.


They must have been
scouting the place,

Whistler said as he joined us.

For
them to have known there were only two brothers here guarding the place.


Maybe,

Colton responded as he eyed
Knox, Gunner, and Whistler. My thought exactly. We knew there was someone
tipping off the Hellhounds, we just did not know who.


Either way this place and
those bodies need to get gone,

Knox pointed out as he walked through the
circle and stopped outside the girl

s
door.

I
will get her in the truck. You get Baxter,

he said as he disappeared
behind the door.


Gunner, Whistler. Make sure
the Hellhounds make it in here. Tank and I will get Baxter in the truck.


Ok boss,

Gunner replied. Both he and
Whistler were out the front door before Colton went into Baxter

s
bedroom.


Shit,

he yelled. Logan and Cam
raced into the room, with me close on their heels.


Oh no,

cried Logan. I turned
Sunshine into me. The crunch of the glass was the only sound that could be
heard as Logan neared the bed.


Is he . . .

Her question stopped as she
looked to Colton. After searching for a pulse, Colton nodded affirming what I
already knew - Baxter was dead.


Oh God. No.

Logan cried as Colton
rushed to her side. He picked her up and carried her out of the room as her
anguish echoed off the walls. Cam remained quiet as her body trembled with
grief.


Come on Sunshine,

I whispered as I scooped
her up and took her from her father

s
final resting place. Tears streaked down her cheeks.

He
is safe now.

She
nodded in agreement.

As we walked out of the house and I set
her down, her shirt was covered in blood.


Oh shit, Cam. You got hit.

I panicked as I lifted her
shirt trying to find where she was hurt. I ran my hands over her stomach and
back but found nothing.


It

s
not me,

she explained as she did
the same to me. And there on the side of my body was where a bullet must have
grazed me. The gash was angry and red, but it was already clogging and barely
bled.

Are
you okay?

Sunshine
asked as she looked between my small wound and my face. Her eyes filled with
such worry for me that I could not resist kissing her again.


I love you.

And I meant it and felt it
in every ounce of my soul.

And yes I

m
alright. Just a flesh wound, but boy can those suckers bleed like a bitch. Go
get in the truck with Logan and we will be done soon.

Knox left the girl lying across the
front bench of the truck, while Logan and Sunshine comforted each other in the
back of it. It did not take long for the five of us brothers to do what needed
to be done. Whistler had taken the Hellhound cuts off the bodies before they
were placed in the house. The gas stove was left on as we dowsed the house in
gasoline. I said a small prayer over Baxter before leaving his room to help
finish the rest of the house.

As our bikes picked up speed, the sky
lit up when the house finally caught fire with a loud boom sounding over the
roar of the bikes. Logan rode with Colton, while Cam was glued to me on my
bike. My cock pulsed at the thought of her permanently on my bike and in my
life. Although we were in the middle of a shit storm, I could not remember a
time when I was happier.

 I shared a quick nod with Colton as we
put as much distance between us and the safe house. By the time we pulled into
the clubhouse most of the brothers were waiting for us. Prez informed us that
Whistler called from the truck and that church would happen as soon as Whistler
and Gunner got back. Emma and Logan followed Knox and the girl straight into
the clubhouse, with Colton trying his best to get out of conversations with
brothers to follow after her. I chuckled as he slowly lost patience with being
away from Logan after trouble found her again.

Speak of the devil!
Trouble
herself pressed up against me as she purred,

we
got about fifteen minutes, want to make the most of them?


Abso-fucking-lutely,

I replied as my mouth found
Sunshine

s
and I carried her straight to my room.

CHAPTER
TWENTY-ONE

 

Campbell

 


I need to fuck you so bad
right now,

Tank
crooned in my ear as he pushed me against the door to his room, closing it with
a click. He locked it before devouring my mouth with his.


More,

I purred as he ground his
erection where I needed him most.


It has to be quick
Sunshine.


I know,

I said as I undid his
jeans, reaching in to play with his thickening cock. It hardened in response as
a deep grumble echoed in his chest.

He brushed his lips against mine. My
sigh allowed him the access he craved as his tongue slipped between my lips.
His greedy mouth and throaty moans egged me on as I continued to stroke him.
Tank made quick work of my clothes before hoisting me up and around his waist. One
of his thick fingers found my core as it slipped inside once, twice before
adding a second. I moaned in pleasure as I rocked against him.


I need you,

he breathed across my lips,
positioning the head of his cock at my entrance.

Say
it,

he demanded. His voice was
husky with need.


I love you,

I uttered as he dove into
me in one thrust. I cried out from the pleasure that was borderline pain, as he
stretched me. The burning was back but not as intense as the first time as
tears stung my eyes.


You are so fucking tight
Sunshine. God you feel good,

he said he pushed deeper and deeper into
with each stroke.


Tank,

I gasped as my body
adjusted to him, accepting all of him.


Just breathe,

he whispered as he buried
his nose in my head, taking a deep breath.

Just
breathe Sunshine.

And I did. One breath after another until I
fell over the edge and into the abyss of my love and need for Tank.

 

Tank


So
you and Cam huh?

Knox asked as we walked out of church and to
the bar.


Yeah. Me and Sunshine.

I smiled.


Wow brother. That was a
full-fledged smile. You must be doing something right,

he joked as Ax handed us
both a beer.


No shit. For once in my
life I am.

Colton
joined us a few minutes later.


Shit is about to get real,

Colton said as he downed
half his beer.


About time,

Knox commented as he
finished his.

I can

t
wait to take my time doing to those Hellhounds what they did to that girl.


Anything new from her at
all?

I could see the frustration
in Knox

s
expression. This was the longest he had been away from her.


Not yet. Her eyes are still
swollen she can

t open them yet. Gunner
used to be an EMT so we kept her pretty comfortable. She refused drugs, said
the Hellhounds pumped enough in her while they had her. So we couldn

t
really help with the pain, but she never complained once. Not even when Gunner
checked and wrapped her hand. I feel better now that Emma has checked her out.


Speaking of Emma, here she
comes,

I pointed out as I finished
off my beer. Something in her expression told me we were not going to like what
she had to say. Tru must have seen it as well for he was standing with her by
the time she reached us.


Colton,

she said,

grab
your dad and get to Knox

s room now. You both need
to talk to Dylan.


Who

s
Dylan?

Knox and Colton said at the
same time.


The woman you brought in,

was all she said as she
went back the way she came, but this time with Tru following close behind.


Well shit,

Knox said as he stared
after them. It sounded as if he whispered Dylan, as if he was trying out her
name on his tongue.
Interesting!


Let me grab Pop and I will
meet you in there.

Colton walked into Wesson

s
office as I followed Knox to his room.

As we entered the room, I saw Logan and
Sunshine sitting on either side of Knox

s
bed blocking our view of Dylan. Other than her reddish hair, I had no idea what
she really looked like outside of the bruises and burns that marred her skin.


Emma, we

re
here,

Colton said as he walked
into the room with Wesson right behind him.


What

s
so urgent Emma?

Wesson commanded the attention of the room
so that all eyes were now on him.


HOLY. SHIT,

exclaimed Colton so that
all eyes swung to him, but it was what he was staring at that moved our
attention . . . to the woman in Knox

s
bed.

A collective gasp filled the room as
she blinked back tears from eyes so grey there were only two other people who
shared that color . . . Wesson and Colton.


Honey, what

s
your name?

asked
Prez.


Dylan . . . Dylan Price.

 

 

THE END . . . FOR NOW

EPILOGUE

 

Campbell


I think we should name our
first son Walker,

I said trying to hide the grin I knew was
peeking through.


And let me guess, the
second son can be Texas Ranger,

Tank joked back.


Yep,

I
laughed,

and we can call him TR for short.


We have spent the last week
doing nothing but watching movies and Talladega Nights is still your favorite?


Hell yeah,

I answered with a look of

duh

on my face.

Nothing
you showed me even came close.

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