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  Since Dana came he’s been a lot better, but nothing like he was before. I don’t think he will ever be that person again, but at least I can take some of the load off of his shoulders. I know he would never ask because he felt he had to protect me, but while he was protecting me, I’m going to do my best to have his back.

  We found a quiet spot and got down to it. I knew I could count on Travis, because of everyone here, we knew my brother best. The three of us had gotten in and out of some scrapes together over the years, and we knew how to have each other’s back.

  The two of them were older and had always been the ones I looked up to most after my dad. Damn, I still felt raw pain every time I thought of the man who’d been such a huge part of my life until he was taken from me.

  “So what are you thinking Kyle?” Travis’ voice brought me back to the problem at hand.

  “I say we put a small crew together and go take care of this. We have eyes on them, we know which Motel they’re holed up in. I say we get in and get out with no one being the wiser.”

  “Sounds good, but if we do this, we have to make sure it doesn’t come back. We don’t want any fuck-ups because then we’d be more hindrance than help. What were you thinking? A hit, or just a warning salvo?”

  “Law wouldn’t like it if we offed them just like that Travis, you know he has that ethics thing a mile wide.”

  “What do you think they’re here for? Junior didn’t hire them to come all this way to have tea, and from what I hear he hired some hard asses with very unsavory reps. If we hit these humps we better hit ‘em hard and make it count.”

  “Fine, but we can’t kill them. You know what Law will say, besides his only interest is in avenging mom and dad, and sis.” It was still hard to think or even talk about our little sister. The shit that had been done to her still gives me nightmares.

  I should’ve been home that night, and still bore the guilt for not being there. Law, in one of our late night chats of which there were many, convinced me that it was a good thing that I was spared. He said it had happened just the way it was supposed to, because I was meant to live. I try to believe that, but some days it was easier than others.

  “Who are we taking?”

  “Chaz, Trent and Diego. I don’t want too many involved because sure as shit somebody would talk and Law will put his foot in both our asses.”

  “True.” He nodded his head as he chewed away on that damn twig he kept in the corner of his mouth. “Let’s get the boys and we’ll decide on a plan of action. The less noise we make the better, so whatever we come up with has got to be low key.”

  “As long as it gets them away from here and my brother I pretty much don’t care how we do it. I have a few ideas but let’s get the boys together first.”

  I sent outa few texts to the ones I wanted in on this. Chaz I know would be down for whatever, but Diego was a wildcard. He might not be too jazzed about going behind Law’s back, not unless I could convince him that this was in Law’s best interest.

  ***

  In the end it was easier than I thought. Seems everyone was of the same mind, Law had enough on his plate. “So we’re doing this, the only thing now is how do we get off the compound without tipping him off?”

  “That’s easy, set Dana Sue on his ass.” Travis joked. Everyone had a good laugh at that one. It was true that in the last few days since they’d been back from their little impromptu honeymoon, we’d all noticed a drastic change in Law.

  He wasn’t wound as tight as usual. Not to say he wasn’t the same hard ass, but having her around seemed to be mellowing him out some. I was happy for him. I knew what having my girl around did for me. There were times I was convinced I wouldn’t have made it without her; days when I came close to eating my gun.

  “I’m on it.” all I had to do was get Melissa to get Dana Sue into some shit that would send Law off the deep end. Nothing too harrowing, then again it didn’t take much for my brother to lose his shit where his young wife was concerned. But I remember his reaction to her being tipsy earlier and was hoping for the same this time.

  Chapter 6

  LAW

  Some fuck is going on around here. I don’t know what, but I can always tell. I kept my eye on Brandon because he was the one with the latest drama. Who the fuck needed A&E with this bunch?

  “Clay.” I caught him coming out of his room at the clubhouse, zipping up in the middle of the day. It was a wonder I ever got anything done around here what with all the screwing that went on around the place.

  “Law?”

  He had a stupid grin on his face and a scratch on his neck that I didn’t even wanna know about. “That wound had better be from Ginger Lee because I am not in the mood for one of your woman’s tantrums.”

  “You and me both.” Just then she came hustling out of the room looking like she’d gone a round or two herself, and gave me a shy smile and a wave before heading out. Probably off to find the rest of her posse to get into more shit that didn’t have anything to do with them.

  “What the hell are you asshats up to?” I didn’t have time to dwell on the women and their shit.

  “Who, what?”

  “Don’t give me that shit. I know you’ve heard about the humps that Junior hired from out of town, whatever the lot of you are planning forget it. Just make sure the parameters are straight and double the guard on the gate. Make sure no one gets in or out after the sun goes down. If they want to get at me they’re gonna have to come here and I don’t think they’re dumb enough to do that.”

  “Shouldn’t we go face down these assholes? This is our turf.”

  “What the fuck are you on Clayton? Turf my ass; you think I give a fuck about that childish bullshit. If these assholes wanna leave wherever they came from and come all the way out here to mess with people they don’t know for a buck, that’s on them. My fight is with Davis, I’m not gonna rest until he’s dispatched with his daddy, the rest of them can go fuck themselves.”

  “Law, you sure this is the right move? I mean we don’t know anything about these guys. We might not go after them, but what’s to stop them coming after us?”

  “Let them. If they come here, then we defend ourselves, but we’re not going after them, they don’t matter.” Okay it isn’t him, I know it’s not Brandon, he’s got enough shit to deal with, so who?

  ***

  BRANDON

  I lay on the bed next to her holding her in my arms. “I thought this shit was called morning sickness, why the hell are you throwing up in the middle of the day? Something wrong with my kid?”

  “No, the book says it could happen like this sometimes.” She was soft and cuddly, and I’m a pig. I’d just held her hair back while she puked her guts out and all I can think about is putting her under me.

  “Book, what book?” I pushed the hair back from her face so I could see into her eyes. I was trying to see her old man in her, ever since she’d told me the story it’s all I’ve been doing, I couldn’t help myself.

  Everyone knew what this could all mean. Not just that I’d got his unknown daughter pregnant, she was of age. But the fact that her mother’s side of the family were known racist fucks who weren’t shy about letting the world know what they are.

  They’ve been in the national news for crap sake, joyously spreading their own particular brand of hate. I could give a dry fuck about all that, it’s what it would all mean to the child she was carrying that I was worried about.

  “Why are you staring at me like that?”

  “You have his eyes, and a little bit around the lips. The more I see you the more I see it. Now what book are you talking about?”

  She sat up and reached for the nightstand drawer. “Ginger Lee got it for me.” This shit was real; I mean I knew it was, but the book and the throwing up, that shit was some in your face reality for your ass.

  She read a passage out the book that said morning sickness was more common in the evenings, which made no damn sense to me, but the fuck d
o I know. “We have to get you a doctor, Melissa said she knows one.”

  “Yeah but I have my own doctor from before.”

  “Are you bent? You think I’m letting you take my kid to some doctor your family chose for you? Not a chance.”

  “But he’s a doctor, what can he do?”

  “He, oh hell no baby girl. No he’s gonna see my woman naked unless he wants me to cap his ass.”

  She thought that shit was funny by the way she howled and threw herself into my arms. “What’s so funny?”

  She got serious on me and refused to look into my eyes until I lifted her chin with my finger. “Tell me.”

  “I didn’t know you cared.” Her voice had gone all soft and unsure, making something inside me twist painfully.

  Damn, I’d been thinking about my kid so hard, I’d forgotten that she was in a rough spot too. This couldn’t be easy for her, and I still didn’t know why she’d chosen me. Granted there weren’t that many men of color in our neck of the woods, but there were a few.

  She’d given me part of the story, but with everything going on, I hadn’t had time to really get into it, I was too busy trying to ensure their safety, hers and my unborn son or daughter’s. “I know we didn’t meet under the best of circumstances, but that night, if I didn’t want you too, none of this would’ve happened.” It was nothing less than the truth and she needed to know, that baby or not, I still found her desirable. Women like shit like that.

  “I know, but now I feel kinda bad. I tricked you.” She played with my chest but still wouldn’t look at me.

  “Regrets Illyana?” I rolled over on top of her being careful not to put too much weight on her still flat tummy.

  I held her eyes with mine as I sent my hand on an exploration. She was still all smooth lines and angles, no sign yet of the kid that I’d planted in her womb. That night, everything was moving so fast, I didn’t have time to enjoy the sight of her. Now I wanna take my time and learn every inch.

  I took my time undressing her, reacquainting myself with her body. I hadn’t been falling on her every chance I got since I brought her home. There was a lot to think about on both sides. I needed to be sure of where her head was. Had to make sure I wasn’t just some random black dick she’d jumped on just to get away from her crazy ass family.

  The last few nights we’ve been talking. I’ve been getting her to open up more about her reasons for doing shit the way she’d chosen to. When she was finally able to convince me that she’d chosen me for me, and not just because of my color, I had loosened up a bit. Still I wasn’t too pleased that she’d used me as a stud. I hadn’t exactly been in the market for a kid.

  The anger I felt over that didn’t overshadow the way she made me feel though, and the fact that it had been damn near impossible to lie next to her these past few nights and not take her was testament to just how much I wanted her.

  I put it all away as I lifted her top to reveal her magnificent tits. “Damn.” I didn’t waste any time getting my mouth on her bounty. She made a hissing sound when I sucked her nipple forcefully into my mouth and I lifted off.

  “What, too tender?” She nodded her head even as she reached for me. “But don’t stop.” She pushed her nipple against my lips until I opened, but instead of suckling her, I licked her flesh softly.

  “I’ll try to go easy.” Her nipple pebbled on my tongue, swollen and plump. My fingers trailed along the flat of her tummy to the waist of her jeans where I unsnapped them so I could reach inside to her heat.

  “You’re so soft.” How could I have forgotten the feel and taste of her? That night we’d both been in such a hurry that we’d bypassed the niceties. Now I was holding the mother of my unborn child in my arms. From zero to ninety!

  Her jeans were discarded in the middle of a heated kiss. Her hands fought with my zipper and won, and the feel of her cool soft hand wrapped around my dick was the best damn thing I’d ever felt.

  There was more going on here than a reconnect. Maybe it was knowing that my seed was growing inside her, maybe it was her vulnerability. Whatever it was, there was something more inside me for her than had been there before.

  When I finally slipped into her silk warmth, her tightness drew me in. “Yeah, I remember you.” I whispered the words in her ear before nipping her jaw and nibbling my way from her chin to her lips.

  Her legs came up and wrapped around my ass as I ground into her nice and slow. I wanted to feel everything, to process every nuance of the act. After all, if she was going to be the only woman in my bed for the rest of my life I wanted to make sure that it was about more than just the baby for both of us.

  By the time I emptied myself inside her, I was sure of her feelings and mine. At least I knew she liked being under me, the huge wet spot beneath her was evidence of that. “We’re going to be fine, I don’t want you worrying about this stuff anymore okay.”

  She hugged me and held on like she’d never let go and I felt myself relax for the first time in days. I made a silent promise to stand in front of her no matter what came.

  Chapter 7

  LAW

  I still haven’t figured out what the hell is going on but at least I got some shit done. If I didn’t know better I would think someone was running herd on my wife, since it had been some time since I’d seen her and that was not normal. Usually I would’ve been bombarded with questions and suggestions every hour on the hour. I missed it, missed her.

  I went in search of her and lucked out when I saw her coming out of my brother’s place. There was something hinky about the way the other women grinned when they caught sight of me, but there’s always some fuck going on with them, so I didn’t pay it too much mind.

  “Hey Lawton.” If her greeting was overly bright I put that down to her missing me too, and when she ran over and threw herself into my arms, only a lifted brow gave away my surprise. Oh yeah, there was definitely something up with this one. I wonder what it was she was going to bombard me with as soon as we got behind closed doors.

  It was coming on to dusk and the day had been uneventful since the sheriff’s little surprise visit. I hadn’t heard anything about the assholes that were supposedly here to start shit with me on account of Junior, but I’d given the night watch their orders. I was hoping that things would stay low-key tonight so I could have some downtime. It seems like lately we’ve been putting out one fire after another.

  We managed to make it to the house without interruption. She must’ve been home at some point because I smelt the scent of dinner coming from the kitchen. I wasn’t hungry though; well not for anything but her anyway.

  There was a slight hint of alcohol on her breath, that might be the cause of her over exuberance, but we’ll see; she wasn’t stumbling so it couldn’t be too bad.

  “What have you been up to little girl?” I barley got the words out before she was attacking my mouth with hers. I found myself up against the wall next to the door with her plastered all over me.

  My mind was trying to play catch-up when she found my dick. Who can think with all that shit going on? “Hey slow down baby.” She fought with my zip like she was in some kind of race, and winning depended on her getting on my cock, so I let her have at it.

  I wasn’t sure what was going on with her, but I wasn’t about to complain. Everyone needs a little rough once in a while. When she lifted her leg and tried to climb me while breathing like she’d ran a marathon though, I knew something was off.

  “What is it baby, what’s going on?” She was almost in tears as she tried to impale herself on my dick and I wasn’t helping because I didn’t know what the fuck. “Make my pussy hurt good.”

  “What, what the fuck?”

  I knew some shit was going on with her.

  I looked down at her, her eyes were a little glazed and her skin seemed flushed and her breathing was off kilter. If I didn’t know better I would think she was high, but no one here was that fucking stupid. “Hold that thought babygirl.” I tapped her hip
to get her down. She pouted but did as I said.

  “Go wait for me in the bedroom sweets.” She flounced off, stripping as she went. All I could do was shake my head, never a dull moment. I knew just where to go for answers, if they didn’t stop fucking with me, I was going to have to get their men to put them on some kind of punishment or some shit.

  Because of all the shit that has been going on, our women have been under house arrest for the last little while. I guess they were getting tired of being cooped up here with nothing to do, but they were gonna have to deal, because the alternative was putting their lives in danger and that wasn’t about to happen.

  “Melissa what did you do to my wife?” I knew she had to be behind this shit whatever it was. None of the other women would dare risk my wrath and they had to know getting my young wife fucked up would put them high on my shit list. Because she was family, I guess she figured she could get away with shit.

  “Uh we got to talking and she said she’d never seen one.”

  “Seen what?” What the hell was she talking about?

  “A porno, the long and short is she got into our stash Kyle’s and mine. They weren’t home movies though so not to worry. Oh and we’ve been drinking.” Like I couldn’t tell that shit from her giggling ass.

  “So she’s drunk and horny.” This ought to be good. I hung up and went in search of my wife.

  She was spread out on the bed, her pink soft pussy winking at me from between her thighs. “I should turn your ass over my knee, but later.” She reached her arms out to me and I shed my clothes in a hurry before falling on top of her and covering her.

  I dipped my dick in her first because she just looked so inviting, but I pulled out after just a few strokes. “Lawton.” She whined and tried pulling me back in. She had showered after I took her on my desk earlier.

  I could smell that strawberries and cream shit she liked to use, and her pussy didn’t have the scent of my seed in it. Good, for what I had planned for her tonight, a nice fresh pussy was just what I needed. No matter that I was about to dirty that shit up.