Page 9 of Talon (Road Rebels MC 2)
The thrill of getting closer and closer was almost as wonderful as the thrill of feeling Gemma’s pussy throbbing around my cock for the first time.
I shook the thought from my head and tried to continue working. Flags were being thrown, and I had to back out, letting a couple hours pass by before I tried again. Each attempt got me closer and closer to what I wanted, and by the time I finally got into the DEA’s system without being caught the sun was starting to pour through the curtained windows of my apartment.
And what I found was bone-shivering.
I found the Iron Souls case, and I did some checking up on Sydney. I made Hawk a promise that I would make sure she and Emery were safe, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized they were. The Iron Souls case had officially been closed out by them, especially when all they had on Sydney was the ride with the guys. There was absolutely no proof that she knew anything about their operations or their trade routes. No video surveillance. No taped communications.
Nothing. They only had her labeled as a person of interest. Nothing else.
Sydney and Emery were safe for good.
There was nothing in the file that suggested anything would backlash on The Road Rebels since Sydney and Emery set up camp here, and I knew that would please everyone. The last thing I wanted to see was Sydney pack up and leave again, especially when we’d all gotten attached to Emery. We knew if Sydney left, Hawk would go with them, and I just wasn’t willing to let my family go that easily again.
Not if I could help it.
But then I came across the Devil Saints file. It looked different than the Iron Souls one. Color-coded differently and everything. It was obviously still a pending case, which made me nervous from the get-go.
But when I opened the file, I knew I’d have to have another conversation with Calista.
The DEA was still focused on the drugs from the truck we planted at the Saints main clubhouse. There was a breakdown of the drugs chemical compounds, and there were matches that were made to previous distributors, which routed to possible cartels the Saints could be working with. The drug compound they were currently following was a cartel running itself out of Texas, and that looked to be the current lead they were taking.
But then there was a map of the route the DEA was tracking, and that route ran right through Road Rebels territory.
In fact, it ran right past warehouses and pathways we used to get our own shipments in on a regular basis.
We weren’t on their radar, but they were traveling our turf. God only fucking knew how many times those DEA thugs had passed by our place while we were holding church. Something told me Calista knew about all this. There was no way her fucking husband-- the President of The Devil Saints-- didn’t know that DEA was snooping around close by.
She kept that information from me, and I needed to know why.
I saved all the information onto a thumb drive before I closed everything down. I wiped my system and microwaved a couple of hard drives, making sure I could erase all the tracks I’d created that night to get to what I needed. I shoved the thumb drive into my pocket while everything rebooted fresh and clean, then I made a mental note to purchase two more hard drives in Devil Saints territory before I worked any more on this.
I was exhausted, and the smell of Gemma was still wafting up from my dick, but I had to deal with Calista.
I either had to figure out why the hell she hid that information, or why the fuck she didn’t know in the first place.
Chapter 8
Gemma
I took a deep breath as Talon led me to the entrance of the bar. He kissed my neck, making me shiver all the way down to my toes before I felt a smirk cross his cheeks. The thigh he slapped me on was still burning, and there would probably be a mark there in the morning when I got up. The mere thought of it burned a hole within my gut. A salacious hole that filled itself with happiness and a desperate need to see Talon again.
I was ecstatic that he wanted to see me again, because I wanted to see him, too.
I watched Talon drive off while I stood in the light of the neon signs that advertised the bar to be open. That man made me feel things I’d never experienced before. The way he commanded my body and how confident he was in his abilities, I would’ve never expected that from the scrawny little boy I’d had a crush on in high school.
He had many secrets I wanted to discover, and I hoped that some of his secrets were just as lewd as the ones he’d showed me in the shed.
I wondered what this meant for us and whether or not this was something we were going to keep secret. On the one hand, keeping it secret made it all the more exciting and electrifying. That meant we didn’t have to deal with Jace’s backlash or his want to kill Talon for merely touching me.
On the other hand, I wanted to show him off. I wanted everyone to know that he was mine. If that’s what he wanted. I wanted to be able to kiss him like Sydney could kiss Hawk. I wanted to be able to thread my arms around his waist and not feel like he was about to get killed for it.
Because I knew my brother would beat the shit out of him if he ever found out. Which is why I never ended up telling him about the hospital. Even though I knew I should.
I had no idea what this was going to lead to, but I was excited to travel down that road. I was ready to explore all the things Talon could apparently open my eyes to, and I was already missing him between my legs.
The night was heavy with darkness, and the stars were out in droves. There was a massive full moon tonight that added to the mystery and romance of it all, and I could still feel the ghostly imprint of Talon’s lips upon my neck as I heard someone step outside.
“I was wondering where you went off to.”
Jace’s voice froze me in my place, and suddenly I was painfully aware of Talon’s scent still on my body. I fluffed my hair out around my shoulders, trying to cover up marks just in case there were any left behind. Jace came and stood beside me, his arms crossed over his chest, and I knew the question was coming even before he opened his lips.
“Where’d you disappear off to?” he asked.
“It’s a bit crowded in there,” I said. “I just… started feelin
g claustrophobic.”
His eyes were heavy on the side of my face as I craned my eyes to take in the moon.
“You know, I loved full moons in college,” I said.
“Why?” he asked.
“I always thought that you might’ve been looking up at the same moon, too. It comforted me during the hard times.”
“I missed you, too, Gemma,” he said.
“Jace, I have to admit something to you, and I’m not sure how you’re gonna react,” I said.
“Did Talon touch you?” he asked darkly.
“Would you get off that train? I’m not a fifteen-year-old girl anymore. If a man wants to touch me, he can touch me. It’s not like I’m untouched.”
I could feel him seething beside as I slowly turned my gaze towards him. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were on fire. His face was sinking, and his eyes were widening, and for a split second, I got the feeling he was going to hit the wall near us. His hands dropped to his sides and his fingers balled up into fists, and I drew a deep breath through my nose as I blurted it out.
“I was in a bad accident in college.”
Immediately, his entire face softened, and his fists unclenched.
“So you’re okay with me being in an accident, but not having sex,” I said.
“You deserve better than someone who just has sex with you,” he said.
“Remember that statement when I bring around someone I’ve fallen in love with,” I said.
“Gemma, what are you talking about? What accident?” he asked.
“You remember that fight we got into? I called you while I was drunk at a party and you were pissed that I was drinking anyway?”
“You were fucking hammered, Gemma. I couldn’t even understand what the fuck you were saying.”
“So that gave you permission to yell at me and call me irresponsible and a failure?” I asked.
“I didn’t call you a failure. I told you that behavior would flunk you out of college and that you were better than that,” he said.
