Page 27 of Talon (Road Rebels MC 2)
But my brother didn’t fucking budge.
“I will always protect your sister,” Talon said.
“Like you protected Calista?” Jace asked.
I watched Talon raise his fist, and in an instant, my hand came down onto his arm.
“That was a cheap fucking shot, and you know it, Jace,” I said. “You can either accept it, or you can move the fuck on from my life.”
My brother’s stare hit hard onto mine, and I knew in that very moment which man I stood behind. I’d always stand behind Talon. I’d always support his side. I’d always make sure he had everything he needed, and I would weather any storm that came his way. My brother was a hot-head, and he needed to figure out that his hot-headedness had consequences.
But then I saw him do something I’d never seen him do before.
I watched my brother back down.
“I see how the two of you care for each other,” he said, “and trust me, that tastes terrible to admit. I know what Talon’s capable of when it comes to protecting those he cares about. This whole fucking situation that spiraled out of control was because he was trying to balance all the shit he gave a shit about.”
I felt Talon thread his arm around me while I walked up to his side.
“But the moment you hurt her, Talon. The moment she comes to me crying. The moment you break her heart-- or hell fucking forbid, you strike her-- I will kill you. Without a second fucking thought. You might know how to hack into a website, but I know how to make shit disappear. I’m a fucking magician, you hear me?”
I saw the flurry of fire behind my brother’s eyes and I knew he was serious. I knew the moment Talon really fucked up, he’d be gone from my life. Jace would make that man disappear in a heartbeat, and I stood there holding my breath.
But once Talon nodded, my brother held his hand out to shake.
“Good luck,” Jace said. “She’s a fighter.”
“Hey now. I resent that notion,” I said.
“I don’t,” Talon said as he held me close. “Not one bit. And Snake?”
“Yup?”
“I’ll never hurt Gemma like that. Ever,” he said before he shook my brother’s hand.
And every single part of my being believed him when he said it.
“Hate to break up the party, but we got a little girl to find,” Hawk said.
“You comin’?” Snake asked.
“No, he’s not,” I said.
I felt Talon look down at me, but I stood my ground. I knew he wanted to go with them, but I knew the guys could handle it.
“He’s been through enough. He’s coming with me. Text him when you find her. I know we’ll both wanna know she’s all right,” I said.
My brother looked up at Talon, but all he did was shrug. I grinned up at him while his eyes flickered down to mine, and at that moment we made a silent pact. The two of us were headstrong, independent fighters.
But we both knew when enough had been enough.
“We'll letcha know,” Fox said as he started up his bike.
“Call me if you guys need help,” I said.
“Will do,” my brother said.
The both of us stood there while the rest of the guys got onto the road. They kicked up dust behind them that swirled around our bodies, but that still left another job to do.
We had to do something with Calista’s body before we could go anywhere.
“Does she have any family?” I asked.
“None that I know of, except her daughter,” Talon said.
“What should we do?” I asked. “We can’t just leave her in the shadows.”
I looked over to where Hawk had carried Calista’s body while nausea started to roll over my body.
“Why don’t we do this?” he asked. “Why don’t you go back to my place and get cleaned off? Take a hot shower, wash that beautiful hair of yours, and figure out what you might wanna eat. I know what to do here.”
“I’m not leaving you,” I said.
“Yes, you are. I’ll be behind in about an hour, okay? I’ll send one of our prospects with you to make sure you are safe.”
Everything inside of me wanted to fight him, but the darkness that clouded his vision had finally dissipated. His sparkling blue eyes I’d always known him to have, were back, and I clocked the even swelling of his chest. His breathing was stable, and his hands were no longer shaking, and I knew at that moment I was talking to a level-headed man.
A man who was thinking through his actions instead of allowing the moment to consume him.
“I’ll see you in an hour,” I said, nodding.
The only thing he answered me with, however, was a grin, and I knew exactly what that grin meant.
Talon needed a way to lose himself tonight. A way to forget about all the turmoil and the bullshit that had just been experienced tonight.
And I knew exactly how I would greet him when he got home.
Chapter 23
Talon
Taking care of Calista’s body was hard, but it had to be done. As much as I wanted to go find her daughter, I knew my brothers would find her. The way Calista spoke, I could tell that she had hidden her from Beast, which was why he was so upset.
Taking care of Calista’s body was the last thing I could do for her. And it was not something I wanted Gemma to witness. Which is why I sent her home. Needless to say, by the time that shit was finished I was ready to be home. I wanted to wrap my arms around Gemma and forget all the bullshit today. I wanted to get a shower, scrub this blood off my body, and try to take the steps I needed to shove this shit down with the rest of the fucked up stuff I’d done with my life.
But when I got home, I heard the shower running already.
I grinned at the sound before my foot crunched onto a piece of paper. I picked it up and opened the note, taking in words on the page. I didn’t recognize the handwriting, but I did recognize the tone of the note, and I shook my head before I began peeling my clothes off.
Talon,
Take off your clothes and put them in the trash. We don’t need them anymore. And leave your leather by the door. I’ll get it dry-cleaned. Then come find me in the shower.
I was amused at the fact that she was giving orders now. Shaking my head, I threw my clothes away, hung up my coat, and walked my naked ass back to the bathroom. Steam filled my nostrils as I opened the shower door, and there in all her glory stood the most beautiful woman I’d ever come into contact with. Her curves were dripping wet, and her body was shining and clean, but before I could reach out to her, she planted a soap-soaked sponge onto my body.
“Relax,” she said.
Stroke by stroke, Gemma washed the blood and dirt from my body. I watched it swirl down the drain, locking me into its mesmerizing spiral while her hands drifted along my aching bones.
Today had taken a much bigger toll on me than I’d realized.
Once my body was entirely clean, with my hair washed and my body shining, I felt her wrap her arms around my waist. She planted kiss after kiss into the middle of my back, but I was already waiting for her. I whipped around and picked her up before I pinned her to the shower wall, and already my c
ock was throbbing for her.
“What do you need?” she asked.
Her voice was so light. So innocent. Like she hadn’t just witnessed one of the most grizzly things she could ever encounter. I leaned my lips into hers and captured them with my own, relishing in the sweet taste of her skin. Her long legs wrapped around me perfectly while her hands cupped my cheeks, and slowly I lined my cock up with her entrance before I inched my way in.
“You,” I said.
I slid into her effortlessly, and she sighed ever so perfectly for me. I didn’t want anything fancy or explosive. I didn’t want anything mind-blowing or erotic.
All I wanted was her pussy tightening around my cock until she said my name in that sweet little voice of hers.
Her fingernails clawed at me while my hips set a steady pace. I could feel her juices already dripping down my cock, coating my balls before it dripped onto the floor. She had been waiting for me, probably dreaming of how my cock would slam into her. She was probably thinking about my tongue between her legs and how I would drink her juices down in one massive gulp.
But all I did was pepper her neck in kisses while I pinned her hands to the wall.
Her tits rose against my chest while I swallowed her moans. My hips picked up the pace and began sloshing in and out of her depths. Already I could feel my balls rising up, and I wasn’t ready yet. I wasn’t ready to coat the insides of her just yet.
I wanted to lose myself just a little bit longer.
“It’s okay,” she said, whispering.
I opened my eyes and found her big, bold stare, her lips smiling even while her eyes still dripped with worry.
My beautiful Gemma was worried about me.
“Take what you want,” she said.
In an instant, I slammed my hips into her. She cried out in pleasure while my tight curls raked against her swollen clit. I bit down into the meat of her neck, sucking in a patch of skin while my hips beat relentlessly into her body.
I could feel her juices splattering against my skin while the hot water beat down onto my back.
“Talon. Yes. Please. Oh, shit. You feel so good. Oh, baby. Please. Do it. Spill into me. Make me yours.”
