Creed: Fallen Angel's MC (9 page)

Jada

Tank gave us some space once we pulled into the cemetery. I still don’t know why he needs to be here in the first place. Probably some club bullshit that I fell into the middle of. That’s just what I need.

“When’s the last time you came out here?” Creed sits in front of Jason’s headstone pulling old weeds and overgrown grass.

“Right before I left. Around 4 years, I guess.” Dusting off his name, I don’t look over at Creed. The way he talked to me and what he said earlier still lingers in my mind. He wants more than that? What does he want? I want to ask but I won’t.

Before I know what the hell is going Creed breaks down. I’ve never seen him lose it the way he is right now. He sobs uncontrollably. My heart sinks into my chest while I let him have his moment.

“I’m fuckin’ sorry Jas. You were my family man. All I ever wanted was to make you proud of me. I fucked up. I ruined everything brother. You always gave me hope and now I have nothin’. I messed up man.” Creed hunches over, tears trailing down his face.

I put my hand on his back trying to soothe him but he shrugs it away. I don’t know what to do or say to him so I don’t say anything at all.

I scoot away from him and stand ready to walk away. Something pulls at me though. I don’t want to walk away from him. I love him but he’s just as lost as I am.

Turning to walk away thinking it’s for the best I hear him.

“Who the fuck told you to walk off?” The Creed I came here with is now back and in full force.

I don’t answer him but I keep walking. He needs time to figure himself out as much as I do.

Hands wrap around my waist before I’m yanked into his hard chest.

“I didn’t fuckin’ tell you to move did I?” The slight growl has my pussy throbbing for him. I don’t understand how he can do this to me.

“You need to be alone. I can see it.” I try to reason it out with him but that doesn’t go so well.

“If I wanted to be alone darlin’ you wouldn’t be here.” His voice is rough and sexy as hell.

“What do you want from me Creed?” I decide to put it out there and at least get an answer from him. I don’t know what’s running through his head.

His hands let go of me, I turn to face him.

“What do you want?” My voice pleads with him. I need to know what he’s thinking. I hate not knowing.

“I want you Jada. You are all I’ve ever wanted. I tried to move past you and find someone else but I can’t.”  His eyes burn into my soul.

“I love you Creed. I’ve always loved you. Since we were kids you stole my heart.” Tears clog my throat as I look at him. His eyes fill with unshed tears.

“You mean everything to me.” I lean into him, brushing my lips across his. My body shudders from the touch of him. He makes me crave things that I never knew I wanted. His body owns mine and his heart has mine its grasp.

“I want to own every piece of you Jada.” Creed’s tongue runs across my lips before he crushes his mouth against mine. I savor the flavor of his lips, his tongue.

“This is a fucking cemetery.” A voice sounds off behind us. Creed let’s go of me quickly shoving me behind him in a protective move.

“Creed?” Is that Cher? Oh my god!

“Cher?” Stepping out from behind Creed, I see her standing there with a bouquet of flowers. I swallow hard as I take in my old best friend.

“Jada? Oh my god!” Tears fill her eyes before we rush towards each other.  We grab each other in a teary embrace, holding tight to our old friendship.

“What are you doing here? Where have you been?” A million questions rip from Cher’s mouth as I smile at her. She looks beyond amazing.

“It’s a long story. What are you doing back?” Wiping my eyes, she wipes her as well. God, I have missed this girl.

“I graduated but I came back for my mom. She was a mess when my dad died.” Her dad died? Oh my god, I didn’t know.

“Cher, I’m so sorry I didn’t know.” Cher shakes her head.

“You were already gone when I came back. No one knew how to find you.” Her eyes dart from me to Creed and back again.

“You too. I saw you around from time to time but you never stayed.” Turning to Creed, I remember what he said. He watched me for a while. Cher must have seen him around.

“I was around for a while. You look good Cher.” Creed doesn’t smile or move. He just stands there still as could be.

“So do you. Different.” She smiles over at him before looking back at me.

“Are you two together?” She looks back and forth when Creed speaks.

“Yeah, we are.” My heart slams in my chest when he says it. I want to jump on him and kiss him but I don’t.

“Everything good brother?” Tank walks up behind us. Cher and I both turn at the same time to see the massive man standing there.

“God damn!” Cher’s words make me laugh. This girl has never been shy about what she thinks of men.

“This is Tank. Tank this Cher, an old friend.” Creed introduces them before Tank steps forward gripping her hand. A slight giggle bubbles into my throat at the blush on Cher’s cheeks.

“Nice to meet you darlin’.” Creed steps forward grabbing my hand to pull me away.

“We are goin’ to eat. You can join us. Tank drive that woman.” Tank doesn’t even think twice before he pulls Cher along with him.

“You are not playing matchmaker.” Looking up at Creed his smirk says it all.

“Not matchmaker. I’m losin’ our bodyguard. I want to fuck every inch of you in this town.” My body shakes before Creed laughs. He loves everything he’s doing to me.

“Is that why you brought me here?” Laying my head on his shoulder, he wraps his arm around me.

“No but that won’t stop me from what I want.” A quick kiss on the forehead and Creed scoops me up in his arms, throwing me over his shoulder. His hand comes down slapping my ass roughly causing me to yelp.

“Put me down!” I giggle but he just keeps going.

I think I am truly falling in love with this man all over again.

Creed

After we ate and I got rid of Tank’s hovering ass Jada and I head to her mom’s house. I haven’t seen my family either and I may stop in say hi. They didn’t really care when I left but then again they never really got into my business anyways.

“You sure this is a good idea?” Jada is so nervous but I know she wants a few things from her house. She told me about the photos of her and Jason that she wanted to have with her for so long but Kenny wouldn’t let her come back for them.

“It’s fine sweetheart. I’m right here.” We walk up the steps towards the front door and knock. The door starts to open and a man stands in front of us. He looks like a fucking asshole just standing there.

“You again?” His eyes zero in on Jada. She tenses up next to me, her hand tightening in mine. She doesn’t say a word and I know exactly who this motherfucker is.

“She wants to see her mother. You wanna run along and get her.” I speak for her and not in a friendly tone. The man looks between us before turning and walking inside.

“Is that the motherfucker that raped you? You fuckin’ tell me now and.” Before I can finish Jada’s mother steps up to the door. She looks so old and worn down.

“Mom.” Jada’s voice is barely audible. Her mother’s eyes dart between us before settling on Jada.

“What are you doing here?” I can feel Jada shaking and I hate this for her.

“Let’s go sweetheart. Fuck this.”  I start to pull her with me away from the door but she speaks before I can so I stop.

“I wanted to see if I could get a few things from my old room. Pictures of Jason.” The look on her mother’s face says all I need to know. She isn’t going to let her have anything.

“You run away and you think you can come back here? You accuse Tom of raping you and you have the nerve to show your face here again?” The accusatory sound of her voice pisses me off.

“I just wanted my pictures.” Jada is trying so hard to stay strong, I can feel it but she’s cracking under the surface.

“Let’s go darlin’.” Pulling her slightly she rips her arm from my grasp.

“He was all I ever had. I’m sorry I wasn’t the perfect daughter but I was still your daughter!” The man I assume to be Tom steps up next to her mother eyeing my girl again. Rage boils in my blood as I take in the son of a bitch that hurt her. 

With my hands balled into fists at my side I step up next to Jada again.

“Creed could you give us a minute.” Her mother’s words slap me in the face. I didn’t expect her to even acknowledge me but I won’t ever walk away from Jada again.

“Can’t do that Mrs. Dells. Now if you want to hand that motherfucker there over to me, I will gladly walk away.” Pointing over her shoulder at Tom, I watch him quake under my glare before quickly retreating into the house again.

“What do you want mom? Why don’t you love me?”  Tears stream down Jada’s cheeks and I want nothing more than to take them away but I can’t, she needs to deal with this on her own.

“You don’t understand Jada. You lusted after that boy for a long time. I saw you. I knew the look. I saw so much of myself in you that I hated it. I screwed my life up a long time ago when I met your father and had kids too early. You were so like me and I hated it.” I watch the tears now on her mother’s face.

“I’m not you. I couldn’t ever do that to my kids. I couldn’t play favorites and push the other away!” Grabbing Jada around the waist I pull her away from the door.

“You tell Tom, I will make him pay for what he did to her. As for you, she doesn’t need you anymore. She has me.” I make a promise right then and there. Not only to Tom but to myself. I have to be a better man to her. She deserves so much more than I have given her.

Pulling her towards the sidewalk, I see my mother out of the corner of my eye.

“Creed?” She practically yells at me. Jada looks up with a slight smile and nods.

We walk over towards my old house where my mother stands.

“Hey, mom.” Her eyes tear up as she looks me over before throwing her arms around me.

“Oh Creed. I have missed you so much.” I never thought I would come back here and see her but I’m glad I did.

“I missed you too.” She pulls back and looks up at me, her hand running along my cheek. She looks just the same as when I left.

“You’re ok? You look good.” She looks me over one more time making me smile. We may not have always gotten along but she is my mother.

“I’m perfect mom. We just wanted to say hi.” Her eyes look from me to Jada and hold there.

“Jada? Oh my god!” She grabs Jada hugging her next.

“I heard what Tom did. Your mother tried to hide it when you left but I knew. He is a nasty piece of man.” Wiping at Jada’s tears I wonder how much my mom has changed the last few years.

“We need to get goin’.” I grip Jada’s hand in mine.

“You just got here. Don’t leave, not yet.” Her eyes plead with me but I want to get Jada alone. We need to talk things out.

“We’ll come by before we head out of town.  We have shit to do right now.” My mom’s smile grows as she nods.

“I’m so glad to see you both.” Nodding with a slight smile, I pull Jada away and back towards the sidewalk.

“What are we doing?” Jada’s eyes lock onto mine.

“Gettin’ a tattoo. Want one?” She giggles like I was joking which I’m not. I have a fucking plan and I’m going with it.

We head back towards town and meet up with Tank and Cher at the tattoo parlor.

“You weren’t joking?” Jada gives me a sideways glance. She is so fucking beautiful she just doesn’t know.

“Fuck no. Come on.” Dragging her inside, I stop at the desk.

Jada

“Tank I need a favor.” Smiling sweetly up at him, he looks confused.

“Whatever you need, your man got it.” He chuckles slightly but I just look at him.

“What is it?” He finally cracks when I don’t budge. I like getting my own way.

I whisper my request to him and he laughs. Asshole.

“You’re not playin’?” Shaking my head, he walks away. I can’t stop the smile that tugs at me. I know what I’m doing.

“He’s fucking hot!” Cher grabs my arm giggling.

“He’s a nice guy. Come on.” I drag Cher along with me towards the back following one of the tattoo artists into a room.

“Have a seat and take of that shirt.” The man says and I do.

“Are you really getting a tattoo?” Cher smiles over at me where I sit.

“Not just a tattoo. It’s a brand.” Her eyes narrow as the man starts to work his magic. The feelings that I have flowing through me skyrocket my mood. I want so much for Creed to love this and I hope he doesn’t flip his shit.

We sit in the back for hours even after I heard Creed screaming about leaving me alone with some guy. Cher laughed her ass off.

“You really love him still don’t you?” Cher smiles as the man finishes up. I hope this is the right choice I just made. It is permanent.

“I never stopped. I just got lost for a while. I love him more than anything.” Smiling at her she beams.

“You always have loved him. I could always tell.”

“What’s up with you and Tank?” Wiggling my eyebrows at her, she laughs.

“I just met him but he seems nice. I don’t know a thing about your lifestyle though. He invited me to come out to the clubhouse for a while if I wanted to check it out.” Suddenly I’m taken aback. I don’t think I have ever seen Tank with a woman and I know how the other guys are.

“Are you going to?” She looks over at me shrugging.

“I have nothing left here. I thought I might. Why is it bad?”  Shaking my head, I feel like I need to tell her all of my past.

“Things can get rough Cher. I mean, I was with another club before I found Creed again. They were horrible. Fallen Angels are different though. They aren’t completely clean though.” Cher nods her head. I would hate to drag her into something that she wasn’t ready for. I don’t think Tank would do anything to hurt her, not on purpose but she still needs to know.

“He said you guys were leaving in a few days.” I nod my head as I pull my shirt back on.

“We needed to work some things out between us.” She nods like she already knows. Maybe she does, Tank does have a big mouth.

“I get it. You ready?” Her upbeat attitude sets the mood for me too. I’m glad we ran into her. We talked all afternoon like I never left.

Walking back out front laughing, Creed flies to his feet.

“What the fuck were you doin’ gettin’ a whole body tattoo?” His eyes track my body but doesn’t seem satisfied that he doesn’t see a tattoo.

“No! That’s crazy Creed. What did you get anyway?” I look over his arms in that tight t-shirt he has on but I don’t see anything either.

“That’s a fuckin’ surprise sweetheart.” His lips press a gentle kiss to mine as I smile.

“So is mine.” The growl that leaves his throat sets my body on fire. I want this man with every fiber of my being.

“I want to take you to the hotel darlin’.” His teeth graze my neck causing me to suck in a breath. How does he feel so perfect?

“I want you to fuck me hard and rough. Make me scream your name.” His eyes sear into mine. It’s like he’s seeing into my soul. He knows what I want from him without ever saying the words.

“My name better be the last one you ever scream.” The soft nod I give him must be enough because he pulls me against him.

“Be right back.”  Creed grabs my hand and pulls me towards the back before sliding us into the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” I watch his eyes as he unzips his jeans, pulling his dick free. Fisting it in his hand, he strokes it up and down.

“Jada, you have me so fuckin’ horny I can barely stand it.” His hand pumps faster as my eyes widen.

“Pull those pants down.” He nods towards my jeans, which I do with a new found quickness.

“Climb up there on the counter. Spread your legs darlin’.” His voice is strained as he continues to stroke himself. My breathing picks up its pace.

“Oh god Jada. Fuck babe, just like that.” Sitting with my legs spread wide, he licks his lips.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet. FUCK! Tell me what you want Jada. You want me to lick that pussy hard and rough? You want me to make you come all over that counter?” He takes slow deliberate steps towards me. My body quivers with his words and what’s to come.

Without another word my hand slides between my legs, stroking my clit in the same rhythm as he is his dick.

“Fuck me! Jada that’s so fuckin’ sexy.” He growls before he lets go of himself and dips his head between my legs.

Gripping my thighs he pulls me towards the edge of the counter before he drops to his knees.

“You smell so fuckin’ good.” His tongue flicks over my clit. I moan and groan while his tongue whips around caressing me.

Creed sticks his tongue straight into my pussy while my finger goes back to circling my clit. God, he can set off so much pleasure within me I can hardly be still.

“Fuck babe. Let me suck that clit. You want me to make you come?” His lips suction onto my clit and I almost die right there on the spot. He sucks so hard, I have to bite my tongue to keep from screaming.

“Oh god, Creed. I’m going to come.” He growls before shoving his face further into my pussy sucking like he never has before.

I feel myself ready to blow when he sucks harder.

“Creed!” I come so hard my body feels like it may shake right off this counter but Creed holds me in place. He sucks and licks softly until I finish shaking.

Licking my lips I look down at his hand between his legs.

“My turn.”

Sliding off the counter, I drop straight to my knees.