Royally Inked (Royal Bastards MC), page 14
“Do you think you’re calling the shots? Newsflash, sister, I’ve been with Davis for years. When he called me after his whore of a wife left him, I didn’t think twice about moving back here permanently. The only problem was his fixation on you. He’s promised me all that ends as soon as you stop breathing. I have no intention of going back to live with my mother. I mean, the East coast was never going to be home for me. My mom only puts up with dad because he’s the money maker, but trust me, she’s got her side pieces to keep her satisfied. I learned early how to ensure I knew how to satisfy a man. Clearly, it was something you were lacking. Am I right, guys?”
Hot breath fanned over her neck seconds before she was jerked around to face Davis and the others. She’d been too caught up in Lisa’s story, she’d forgotten about the bastards.
“Yeah, she was so sweet at only thirteen, even better than when I took your cherry.”
Davis wrapped his fingers around Lux’s throat while he talked, making Lux want to throw up at the pictures he created of the teen and himself. She wanted to lash out and tell him how sick he was, but her sister moved to stand next to Davis, running her hand down the front of him until she could cup him between his legs.
“Oh my, is that for me or because you’re thinking of fucking her?” Lisa cooed.
The bastard turned his head, still gripping Lux’s throat with his left hand and then tugged Lisa until she stood right next to Lux. With his right hand now holding Lisa by the throat, he smiled a truly evil smirk. “I’m thinking about fucking you both and watching as you both die slowly. Of course, I’ll watch as Cecil and Cletus fuck the two of you first, and then we’ll have some fun before we kill you. Only this time we’ll make damn sure neither of you will rise from the dead. Oh, did you really think I was going to let you live, Lisa?”
“This isn’t funny, Davis.” Lisa tried to jerk away, bumping into Lux.
Lux fell as her stepsister stumbled, making Davis lose his grip on her. She hit the side of the Audi and fell onto one knee. Gathering two handfuls of gravel and dirt in her hands. She straightened swiftly, tossing the handfuls of debris right into the face of one of the twins, then she turned and began sprinting toward the field she loathed.
“You fucking cunt. I’m going to enjoy killing you,” one of the men roared.
She didn’t look back as she ran, giving a scream worthy of any heroine in a scary movie. Loki always responded to her cries with aggression. The sound of multiple feet pounding after her spurred her on. Tall weeds and skinny trees whacked her in the face, cutting at her exposed skin. but she didn’t dare slow down.
Her heart pounded, her breath was coming out in heavy pants, and sweat ran down her face, stinging the tiny lacerations. Lux kept running, zigging, and zagging. She wished that she knew how to be quiet like in the movies, but her life wasn’t a fairytale and because of her stupidity, she would probably never get her happy ending.
Chapter Twelve
T-Rex was out of the vehicle before it came to a complete stop. He pulled Chains’ driver’s side door open, cursing at the fact it hadn’t been completely closed and noticed the back window was partially down. He spun to see Bruiser crouched on the road staring at what appeared to be prints, multiples of them.
“Looks like we got a couple of size eleven, and a size smaller by maybe a half an inch, and two female sizes if I’m not mistaken.” Bruiser pointed at the markings.
“Hey, here’s Loki’s tracks. I bet he’s following Lux’s trail.” Chains was in the ditch where a little bit of water had left the dirt wet.
“This is Lux’s car, but she said she’d returned it to her father years ago. You think the other female is the driver of it?” Keys asked.
Duke jimmied the door open with a device they had in their rig, finding a purse. He held up a license. “Lisa McDaniels. That Lux’s sister or what?”
“Yeah, she is. But we’ll have to figure out what the fuck she’s doing here once we find Lux. Bruiser, you and Duke stay here with the rigs in case the fuckers make it back before we do. Everyone else, let’s go find my ole’ lady.” He didn’t care that he wasn’t the top-ranking member of the club that was there. This was his woman they were searching for.
“We got your back, T.” Duke slapped him on the arm as he moved back to their SUV.
If there was any trouble or god forbid the cops showed up, Duke was the man they wanted to be there to talk. T-Rex scared the men in blue mostly because he was huge and didn’t like to talk to the assholes.
Chains was already moving into the field like the tracker he was. T-Rex followed the trail that was clearly laid down by multiple humans which was a couple feet to the right of where Chains was. He moved fast, keeping his eyes and ears open for any commotion. It felt as though he’d been searching for hours, but it was probably only ten or fifteen minutes when he heard the sound of a grunt and then a scream. However, it wasn’t his ole’ lady’s cry.
He held up his hand, a signal for those behind him to stop. They’d been on a lot of missions together, and with Keys being an ex-SEAL, he was as stealth as they came.
Keys moved to the far right, his steps so damn quiet as he treaded through the grass and foliage. If T-Rex hadn’t known he was there, he never would’ve seen the man. Chains was almost as quiet. His Native American roots were deeply ingrained in him. He always said his favorite thing about going home to visit his family on the reservation was how they did things the old way, and that the Comanche were fierce fighters. They were also called Numinu, which meant people. He often said that the MC reminded him of home. His tribe’s name came from the Ute word that means ‘those who want to fight us are against us’ just like those who are against the club. He said he’d kill for his tribe, and he’s killed for the club. Chains grew up learning how to track by listening to the earth and watching for signs from animals. T-Rex did the same, only he blamed it on his Cajun blood. He didn’t care how they did it. He was damn proud his brothers were good at what they did because he spotted one man a good fifteen yards away with Lux pinned against a fucking tree. When he got his hands on her, he was going to spank her sexy little behind, after he killed the bastard holding her.
Another scream rent the air, closer in the direction to where he’d seen Keys slip off toward. He didn’t allow his focus to go to that area, his body inching toward the duo ahead of him. There was a crack, like the sound of a gun going off but muffled.
“Cletus?” A man shouted.
“You come any closer and I’ll shoot you like I did him, only I won’t shoot you in the dick. Trust me Dweedledumb, I’m a really good shot. Now move away so I can see where Lisa is and get by Dweedledee here.”
“Oh you think you’re tough because you got a gun, cunt?” Cecil yelled.
“Yeah, I kinda do. What’s it gonna be? A bullet to your brain, or you moving to help your brother stop the bleeding to his dick? If you gather up his shirt and press it to his junk you might save his wittle man parts. Not that he had much to save but whatever.” Lux shrugged, keeping her back to the tree.
T-Rex kept inching toward the men, wondering where the fuck Davis was if these were the two idiots who’d been with him.
“You’re fucking crazy, you know that?”
She shot at the man’s foot, making him squeal and hop around. “I’m gonna count to three, and then I’ll start shooting in interesting places. By the way, I think he’s bleeding out.”
His woman sounded totally unbothered as she began counting all the while the fucking fool continued to hop. Another shot rang out before he was close enough to see that the other brother was indeed bleeding out as he held his poor excuse of a dick.
T-Rex eyed her from head to toe, letting out a sigh since she didn’t appear to have any missing articles of clothing. A familiar growl came from the left of him, making him freeze. “Fuck,” he whispered.
Lux shot at the other twin, hitting him in the chest just as he lunged with a yell and charge her. At the same time, T-Rex stood up, knowing he wouldn’t make it to her in time and knowing Loki was in attack mode.
A whistle loud enough to break eardrums brought Loki to a skidding halt. “Loki, no,” Lux yelled.
T-Rex shook his head and walked into the clearing. A combination of wonder and shock at the amazing woman who was his ole’ lady. Oh, she was most assuredly going to get her ass lit up for the hell she’d put him through. Lying in a heap, with what looked like an eight-inch serrated edged bowie knife sticking out of his back, was another male. Fuck, his dick got hard thinking his ole’ lady knowing his woman was more than likely the owner of the weapon, and she obviously knew how to use it.
“You’re in a lot of fucking trouble, chérie,” he said, keeping his tone even. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Loki and have her pet decide to turn on him again.
“Theriot, how did you find me?” She dropped her arms that had been holding the gun in front of her, to her sides.
He recognized the look of shock in her too large pupils. Doing a quick assessment of the situation, he gave a cursory look at the woman lying under the fallen man he assumed was the bitch of a sister Lisa. Keys gave him a slight nod, letting him know he was on that situation, which was good since he didn’t give a single fuck if she was alive or not. He paused next to the dumb fuck with the two bullet wounds on his knees, his hands flexing by his side at the crying little fucker. “Are you seriously asking me to help you?” T-Rex asked, looking down at the man.
Like his mamere always said. You can’t fix stupid. She also said don’t feed the crazy, but clearly someone forgot to tell this man, because he was sporting a keg instead of a six pack for a stomach.
T-Rex leaned down near the man’s ear. “You’re a dead man, asshole.” T-Rex grabbed him by the hair on the back of the head, exposing his throat. He pulled his arm back, lashing out with one punch, feeling the crunch of bones beneath his fist. Like the garbage the man was, T-Rex let his body drop then moved to where Lux stood. Her hand still held the gun, the other was being licked by Loki.
“Good boy, Loki,” he murmured to the animal.
“I was so stupid.” Lux blinked up at him.
“Yeah, you were, baby. We’ll take care of this mess, and then we’ll discuss your punishments.”
“Shit, this is gonna be a bitch to clean up. Keys, did you call for a cleanup crew? Ah sheot, we got a bitch here too. Fuck, sorry, Lux.”
He extricated the Glock from Lux, shoving it into the back of his jeans. Lux froze at Bruiser’s comment. A tear slid down her pale cheek, making him want to punch his friend for the words he’d shouted without thought.
“We’ll get through this, chérie.” He didn’t take his eyes off of Lux.
She shook her head as more tears fell. “It’s not that. She set me up. That little bitch has been fucking Davis since she was thirteen years old. I could forgive her for that, because she was a child, but... she’s been his plaything since then. T, she’s been fucking Davis all this time, knowing what he’d done to me. I saw him lift a knife and slash toward her and then she screamed. My hand was moving before I realized it and I... I tossed my bowie knife, but I knew it was too late even when I saw Keys was almost on them.”
“Your girl’s good, brother. I watched that big blade slam into him just as he slit that chick’s throat,” Keys sighed.
“You can’t fix stupid, babe. And you certainly can’t make someone have a sense of right and wrong. There are people who are just evil, who hurt others and find justification in it because they have no moral compass. They are the ones who will inevitably do nothing but die in vain, just as she has. Is it wrong what happened out here today? Some might say yes that the justice system should’ve been allowed to handle things, but fuck that. You know how you tell evil from hate, chérie?” He brought her face up to his, needing her to see the honesty when he spoke.
“How?” she asked, licking her lips.
He tipped his head toward the dead men. “That is evil and that over there is evil. Sure, there’s an underlying of hate, but in the core of who they were, is sheer evil. I’ve killed men in my life. I know evil, ma chérie.”
“He’s right, Lux. Evil seizes people with terror, with the horror of their disgusting deeds. They don’t care about death and destruction. Now, they’ll no longer be able to wreak havoc on others, allowing freedom to flow throughout all who had been living in fear. The mirror of peace is now laying bare for all to see.” Chains stood, looking up at the sky with both arms extended out to his side.
“Fuck, brother. You some kind of Shaman or what?” Bruiser asked.
“It’s in my blood. Now, how we gonna clean this mess up?” Chains asked, clapping his hands together with a little too much glee.
“Fuck, I have to call Nora and tell her I killed her ex.” Lux bumped her forehead against T-Rex’s chest, letting out a groan.
“Lux, we got this. You need to let me, and my brothers take care of this mess. As for your sister, she might be a problem, though.”
IN THE END, LISA’S death wasn’t that big of a problem to handle. Once the Royals put their plan in motion it rolled like a smooth machine. Hell, if she’d had her head in the game, she might have been able to come up with a plan like Duke and the others had, but she’d never killed a man, let alone three of them before. Of course, technically she’d only killed two since T-Rex had delivered the final blow to one of the twins. Their cleaners came out and took care of the Cletus and Cecil, setting the land on fire. Luckily for them California hadn’t been in a terrible drought, which meant there wasn’t a chance of the fire becoming more than the controlled blaze they’d set. As for Davis and Lisa? It was made to look as though they’d had a lovers quarrel that had turned deadly, mixed with the stupid twins drinking game that caused the fire. The fact that four bodies were found in a field had the news calling it a tragedy, while there were some whispers that there were some illicit dealings going on. However, with the high society that Davis belonged to hurrying to bury him and the truth, it was accepted as the tragedy it appeared.
“Are you going to see your dad?” T-Rex asked for what had to be the third time that day.
She rolled over, giving him her back without answering.
“Hmm, I like that view almost as much as the front.”
A gust of air was followed by a crack and then a sting. She yelped, but a big hand kept her in place with her face down on T-Rex’s bed. She should’ve known he had something planned when he’d put Loki’s bed in the living area and locked her baby out there when they’d returned from the clubhouse.
“Theriot, I don’t know what you’re doing but—” she was cut off by another slap to the other cheek of her ass.
“Do you remember when I told you we’d discuss your punishments?” His palm landed on her stinging ass again and again in quick succession, setting her butt aflame with pain and arousal.
“We already talked about it,” she argued, turning to glare at him.
T-Rex moved to his knees behind her, tugging her up with him. “We talked, but I didn’t get to show you how upset I was. Damn, your ass looks good with my handprint on it. I think we should have Tymber ink my mark on you as a permanent reminder for you. What do you think?”
She flipped her hair back, glaring at him over her shoulder. “Are you fucking serious right now? And how would we explain to him how your print got there in the first place?”
He grinned with a look that was almost feral. “Ah, that’s easy. I’ll walk with you into your shop, and then, just before it’s time for him to start, I’ll lift your skirt and spank this sexy little ass. That way, he’s got a good place to mark the outline.”
Lux squirmed but wasn’t able to do anything to alleviate the arousal he was building within her. “Are you purposefully trying to turn me on and leave me hanging?”
“I think I’m the one who’s hanging here, chérie. You’re the one who left me to charge after that prick and a sister who turned out to be nothing more than... well, I won’t speak poorly about the dead. I need you to promise me something before we go any further, Lux.”
She took a deep breath, shuddering as he ran his palm over the prints that had to be red on her ass. “Anything,” she said quickly.
“You don’t even know what I’m going to ask of you.”
“Doesn’t matter. I trust you.” And she did. She’d been dumb, and it had almost cost her everything.
“I need you to never run off without talking to me first. It doesn’t matter why you’re running. You talk to me first. I need you to trust me above all else, or this ain’t going to work, chérie.” He bent and kissed her back, then her neck, his front blanketing her body.
“I promise, Theriot. No matter what happens, I’ll trust you before I run. Not that I plan on running any time soon, though.” She shuddered as he slid his cock back and forth between her thighs.
“Now, say you’ll be mine forever, Lux. My ole’ lady, my woman, my wife,” he grunted as the tip of his cock slid inside her.
“Fuck, T, that’s blackmail,” she moaned.
He chuckled, pushing in further. “Damn, you’re so fucking tight. Say it. Say you’ll be mine for always.”
“I’ve always been yours since the day I first met you. You just didn’t know it yet. Ah, fuck yes,” she yelled as he stretched her, filling her completely in one hard push.
“Damn straight I knew it,” he agreed.
They set up a rhythm of push and shove, give and take, her body welcoming his until her arms gave out. T-Rex held her hips up while he powered in and out, his balls slapping at her sensitive clit with each powerful thrust. Her blood was pumping, juices flowing from her body, creating an easy flow for T-Rex to move in and out of her.
“I’m close, Theriot,” she moaned.
He slid a hand between Lux and the bed, brushing over her hardened nipple before gliding down to where they were connected. She gasped at the sensation of his fingers slipping along her folds, and then he pinched her clit, gently at first, but then harder with a steady pressure that was almost stinging. She cried out, exploding in an orgasm so swift and hard she felt him lose the motion he’d set up behind her, and then he too was coming as hard as her, yelling her name. Those talented fingers let up on her clit as her breathing became less ragged, and T-Rex lifted his weight off her back, rolling to the side with his dick still buried within her.
