Page 5 of Abe (Marked Skulls MC 3)
“Okay, fuck, fine! At a bar called T-Bone. Maybe he’ll be able to talk some sense into you and get you off my back,” Oz grunted and I turned from him and rushed to pick my jacket off the hook.
“Alexis! I really want this. Don’t screw this up for me!” I heard him yell after me as I banged the door shut.
I didn’t care about what Oz thought he wanted. I was going to make sure that he didn’t join the ranks of the Marked Skulls, that was for sure.
***
I drove to the bar where Oz said I might find Abe. There were loads of muscle cars and bikes parked outside and I jumped out of my car in a hurry. I could feel the anger and the adrenaline pumping in my veins. I wasn’t going to let Abe get away with this, I wasn’t going to let him lure my baby brother into his lair.
I walked through the door, being greeted by loud music and the smoke of cigarettes in the air. I waved my hand in front of my face, to look through the smoke and I could feel my eyes burning.
The bar was full to the brim with people, some just ordinary locals while many were bulked up biker men in similar leather jackets to Abe. Some heads turned to look at me. I was instantly marked out as an intruder, but I didn’t care.
I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin up in the air and strode in, making for the bar. When I drew closer, I caught sight of him.
Abe was sitting at a table, surrounded by other men who looked like him and a few scantily clad women. There was a girl sitting on Abe’s lap, she had her arms wrapped loosely around his neck and she was laughing, while a cigarette dangled from the corner of Abe’s mouth. I recognized the girl…she was a local stripper; Vanity or Charity or some name like that.
Abe was talking to the guy beside him, and he hadn’t noticed me walking towards him. I stopped in front of the table, with my hands stuffed into the pockets of my jacket.
The fact that I was still dangerously attracted to this man hadn’t gone unacknowledged.
“I need to talk to you,” I shouted, trying to make myself heard over the loud music. All the heads at the table turned towards me in unison and Abe’s blue eyes settled on me. I realized once again, just how handsome he was. Sharp eyebrows, like his jaws and nose, soft lips and narrow blue eyes. His hair, golden and closely cropped, looked like velvet.
“Didn’t expect to see you in a place like this,” Abe said and he patted the stripper’s ass, playfully pushing her off his lap. She giggled and jumped up, walking over behind him now and wrapping her arms around his neck again.
“I need to talk to you. I told you to stay away from my brother!” I exclaimed and I could hear the sizzle in my voice. The others at the table exchanged looks, and looked at me with smiles. There were two women there too, on the arms of the other two men. They looked a little worried for me.
“And I told you that I was going to find him and talk to him,” Abe said and stubbed his cigarette out on the surface of the table.
“What is this about?” one of the girls, who had tied her blond hair in a braid, asked. I glared at her, trying to get the words out of my system but Abe interrupted me.
“Nothing to worry about, Lila. Alexis here just needs a reality check,” Abe said and looked at me again, as he slowly stood up.
“She doesn’t get to order me around,” he added and I thrust my chin out at him.
“No, it’s not an order, it’s a threat. If you don’t stay away from my brother…” my voice trailed as I tried to think fast.
“What will you do?” Abe asked and I clenched my fists in my jacket.
“I’ll kill you,” I said and the others exchanged looks again.
Abe lunged at me and I screamed. He had grabbed me by my waist and was lifting me up in the air. I kicked and screamed some more while I sensed him carrying me somewhere, away from the bar area.
“Let me go! Let me fucking go!” I screamed and he didn’t stop, kicking a door open with his foot with me still tightly wound in his arms.
“No, you need to learn to behave yourself,” he growled and banged the door shut behind him.
***
Abe let me go and I sprang away from him, glaring as I faced him in the small storeroom. Unlike the one in the supermarket, this one was filled with crates of alcohol and was much smaller. One single light bulb swung from a chord between us and Abe looked at me with a calm expression on his face.
“So, you want to kill me?” he asked and crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn’t wearing his jacket right now, and his bulging biceps were on full display for me. There were intricate dark tattoos on his arms, just like the ones crawling up his neck and I couldn’t stop picturing his cock. A massive throbbing cock hanging between his muscular thighs.
“I will have to, if you don’t stay away from Oz,” I hissed and Abe threw his head back and let out a laugh. I watched him laugh with rage burning inside me. None of this was funny to me.
Abe finished and then looked back at me again, his eyes narrowed at my face.
“Alexis, I’m telling you now that you can’t just walk into an MC bar and threaten a member’s life. I probably saved your life out there. Any of my brothers could have pulled a gun on you,” he growled and the smile had disappeared from his face.
I kept my chin up and stared back at him.
“I don’t give a shit,” I said and he took a step towards me. Once again, he was backing me up into a corner.
“Oh yes, you will, Alexis, when you have the barrels of guns facing you,” he said and now he was just an inch away from me. His hot breath fell on my face, shaking the strands of red hair that had fallen over my eyes. I could breathe in his scent again, there were goosebumps on my skin. I could feel a throbbing in my pussy, a wetness was spreading. I hated myself for wanting him, for not pushing him away.
“I just want you to stay away from Oz,” I cried out and Abe reached out for my face. He pressed his palms into both my cheeks, squishing my face and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. His touch was rough and strong, I was putty in his hands. I could already feel myself melting away.
“But see, that’s not what he wants. Your brother was excited to talk to me and I like that kid. I want to give him a chance,” he said, peering into my eyes and I felt a sinking feeling in my heart. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to hear it. I wanted to do something, to do anything that would make this man not influence my brother, and at the same time; I wanted him to keep holding me, to keep touching me.
Abe growled and released my cheeks, taking steps away from me and I felt the air rush back into my lungs again.
“You’re fucking wrecking my head!” he grunted and ran a hand through his velvety blond hair. I watched him, as he bunched up his fist and punched the door.
“Oz is just a kid, he has a bright future ahead of him, away from all this, away from this neighborhood. If you influence him, if he gets in with your MC…there won’t be any way out for him,” I said, in a softer, weaker voice and Abe whipped around to me.
“And what the fuck is wrong with
my life? What is so wrong about me, Alexis?” he growled and charged towards me again. I gasped, pinning myself to the stack of crates behind me and he stopped himself, just inches from grabbing me again.
Abe narrowed his eyes at me.
“What are you really doing here, Alexis? You and I both know that you’re not going to stop me from doing what I want to do. Why did you come here tonight?” he asked, in a deeper guttural voice.
I gulped. Suddenly, my throat had gone very dry and I felt like I couldn’t breathe anymore. He was right, I didn’t know what I was doing here anymore. I was powerless against him. What did I think I was going to achieve by screaming at him?
“Answer me, woman!” he growled and grabbed the crates behind me with both hands. He was shielding me with his body, making it impossible for me to escape. Not that I wanted to go anywhere. I wanted to stay right there where I was, protected by his body.
“I don’t know,” I replied meekly and Abe clenched his jaws as he glared at me angrily.
“Well, I know what you’re doing here. You came here looking for me because you wanted to be fucked,” he said and I panted roughly. I couldn’t breathe anymore. He was holding my gaze firmly, while he brought his face towards me.
My lips parted mechanically, I couldn’t stop them and within seconds, Abe’s tongue was parting them even more. Our lips fuzed hungrily and his tongue slid into my mouth, devouring me. I felt his rough hands on my hips, pulling me tightly to his chest as he kissed me and I felt like I was sinking into him, like I was completely losing myself.
I couldn’t think about Oz right now, I couldn’t think of anything other than Abe’s lips on mine, and his hands slowly crawling up my t-shirt to cup my breasts.
Chapter 7
Abe
I squeezed her small breasts with both my hands and Alexis moaned into my mouth. I was still kissing her and she was kissing me back harder. I could feel her hips pressing into my sides. With my tongue in her mouth, I quickly slipped the jacket off her shoulders, grabbing her breasts again.
