Dylan's Reaper: Soul Reapers #3 (14 page)

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Dylan

I came awake with a start as my heart pounded in my
chest. It was another nightmare, but at least this one did not leave me with
images that played like a movie in my mind
’
s
eye. The clock showed three am and I knew sleep was not coming again any time
soon. Knox was facing me on his side still sound asleep. Very carefully I crept
out of his arms and bed. Grabbing his t-shirt from earlier and my cut-offs, I
dressed quickly before tiptoeing out the door.

Soft light from the main room greeted me as I made
my way down the hallway and eventually the steps. I snorted as I realized that
the soft light was from all the beer signs the club had behind the bar. There
were a few people sleeping on the couches and one unlucky person passed out on
the bar, but everything was really quiet. I tread softly as I made my way over
to the kitchen door. A loud thump sounded on the other side of the door. I
quickly stepped through to check what it was when I was greeted with the worst
kind of hello.

A woman was sprawled out over the isle in the middle
of the kitchen, getting pounded and I mean absolutely pounded, from behind by a
big dude. The only light in the room was from the moon outside so I could not
make out who anyone was. Thank god! I mumbled an apology as I turned quickly to
get the hell out of there. As I exited the door I came face-to-face with Emma.

“
Is he in there?
”
Her voice strained as
she fought back tears.
“
I know he is,
”
she rushed out.
“
I
have looked everywhere for him. It has to be him. I can hear them fucking from
out here.
”
Emma
’
s
voice rose an octave as she ran her hands through her hair. I could see the tremble
in her shoulders and her hands shook as she lowered them.
“
Why
else would he not be in bed at 3 o
’
clock
in the fucking morning.
”

“
I . . . I don
’
t
know who it is,
”
I confessed.
“
It
’
s
dark and I . . . I didn
’
t see much.
”

“
Oh my god. Oh my god.
”
Emma
’
s
voice a frantic whisper as her hands came to cover her mouth.
“
What
am I going to do? He promised this would stop. I can
’
t
. . . I can
’
t . . . I can
’
t.
”

“
Shhhh,
”
I tried to calm her as
I took her in my arms. Right as I was about to say maybe it was not him, Tru
fucking walked through the kitchen door with a skanky ass bitch under his arm.

“
How could you?
”
Emma growled. As I
turned to face them, Gunner magically appeared out of the shadows to come and
stand next to Emma.

“
Calm down Emma Rose before you make
a scene,
”
ordered Tru. He still
had not released his hold on the sweet butt.

“
You are an ass,
”
Emma seethed.

“
That
’
s
all you got,
”
slurred
Tru. He was drunk. Emma was shaking. She was about to explode.

“
You promised.
”

“
I can
’
t
help it you won
’
t put out. We haven
’
t
had sex in ten fucking months Emma. What do you expect a man to do?
”

“
How can I have sex with you when
you continue to fuck anything that walks?
”
She asked through
clenched teeth.
“
I
’
m
done Tru. Seriously done.
”

“
You can
’
t
leave,
”
he garbled.
“
You
are stuck with my cheating ass whether you like it or not. You
’
re
an old lady FOREVER.
”

“
Not anymore,
”
she said as she turned
to leave. I gasped as Tru dove after her trying to grab her arm to stop her,
but Gunner appeared out of no where. He was too fast as he stepped in to block
Emma with his body.

“
I don
’
t
think so brother,
”
Gunner warned.  Emma now stood in my
arms as I hugged her tight.
“
You need to go sleep
this off before you do something else you
’
ll
regret.
”

“
Who the fuck do you think you are
Gunner?
”
spat Tru.

“
Trigger stop.
”
Gunner
’
s
voice deadly serious and very scary, but Tru was too far gone to heed his
warning.

“
You
’
re
not doing this for her. You
’
re doing it for
yourself. You don
’
t think I see the way
you watch my old lady. Eyes only ever on her from the time she walks into the
room until she leaves. You don
’
t think I notice
how you are the first to step up and help when there is an injury or anything
that would involve my wife. You fucking want her. Every brother knows it.
”

“
Who wouldn
’
t
you dumb ass? Have you seen your wife? Have you ever really talked to her? She
is one of the sexy woman I have her met.
”

“
You son of a bitch,
”
roared Tru.

“
Stop,
”
demanded Emma. Gunner
turned to look at Emma at the same time Tru took a swing. Gunner reacted so
quickly that the drunk swing of Tru just barely brushed him before he turned
and tackled Tru. Punch after punch rained down from Gunner as he laid into Tru.
Emma screamed as she tried to pull Gunner off.

“
Please stop,
”
she cried as I rushed
over to help. Before I could grab Gunner
’
s
other arm, Knox slid in front of me and pushed Gunner off of Tru.

“
Enough,
”
snarled Knox, pushing
both Emma and I behind him. Gunner stood up quickly as his eyes looked around
Knox to try and see Emma.

“
Emma.
”
Gunner
’
s
voice a plea as he said her name.

“
Donnn youh fukin
’
dar,
”
slurred Tru.
“
She
’
s
minz.
”

“
Not for long brother. Not for long,
”
promised Gunner as his
eyes remained on Emma. He dug into his pockets and pulled out keys that he
tossed to Knox.
“
Move her and the boys
into my room for now,
”
he instructed before disappearing out
the side door.

Knox pocketed the keys as he went to help Tru.
“
Let
’
s
get you up.
”

“
Don
’
t
need any fucking help.
”
His words as drawn out and sloppy as he
was. With the sweet butt as his crutch Tru was led over to a vacant couch. He
pretty much fell over and into the seat, passing out on the spot. At least the
sweet butt was smart enough to look embarrassed when she made her escape. A
sniffle drew my attention back to Emma, who had tears running down her cheeks.

“
You poor thing,
”
I said as I reached
back to comfort her.

“
What am I going to do?
”
she cried into my
shoulder.

“
We are going to move you into
Gunner
’
s
room for now. We can talk to Prez in the morning and sort through all this
shit, ok?
”
asked
Knox. My heart felt like it could explode with feelings at watching Knox be so
sweet to Emma.

“
Ok. Let
’
s
do it in the morning. I don
’
t want to wake the
boys.
”

“
Ok,
”
Knox and I said
together as we led Emma up the stairs and dropped her off in her room.

“
Wow. That was pretty intense,
”
I commented after we
were back in our room.

“
Definitely,
”
Knox agreed.

“
From the few things that Emma said
this obviously isn
’
t the first time Tru
cheated.
”
I was hoping that Knox
would shed some light on what was going on between them.

“
You could say that,
”
was all he said.

“
Oh, hello Mr. Talkative, I didn
’
t
know you joined this early morning,
”
I teased.

“
Smart ass. So the short version is
they met through her cousin and quickly became best friends. He took her
virginity and eventually knocked her up the night he got in as a brother. She
was an old lady before the twins were born and about a year after that he made
her his wife. Rumors fly around this place, but my understanding was he
supported her through nursing school and such, if she supported his biker
lifestyle. I know they love each other, but I don
’
t
think they are in love with each other.
”

“
That sounds so sad. I would never
want something like that.
”
And I meant it.
“
I
could never be with someone who cheated on me.
”

“
I agree,
”
Knox said.
“
But
I also can
’
t see you marrying someone for
companionship and help like Emma did. Her family kicked her out of the house
when they found out she was pregnant. Her sister left with her. They had
nothing, except Tru and what he was offering at the time.
”

“
Wow, just wow.
”
I was floored. Emma
seemed so well put together, but I guessed that proved people only showed you
what they wanted you to see.

“
Yep,
”
replied Knox as he
hauled me into his arms.
“
What were you doing
downstairs anyway?
”

“
Honest to God I was just going to
grab a glass of something to drink. I had another nightmare and couldn
’
t
sleep.
”

“
You should have woken me,
”
interrupted Knox.

“
I don
’
t
always need you to save me from my demons . . . or Night Demons,
”
I laughed as I wrapped
my arms around his neck.

“
I know, but I want to.
”
Knox placed a soft kiss
on my nose.
“
I like being your knight in shining
armor.
”

“
I like it to,
”
I admitted. I stood up
on my toes as our lips met.
“
So good,
”
I cooed and then
shrieked as Knox picked me up.

“
Good?
”
He questioned.
“
Let
me show you how GREAT . . . INCREDIBLE I can be.
”
My laughter turned to
moans of pleasure as he made
incredible
on his promise.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Knox

The last few days have been a blur of activity.
First there was the conversation between Wesson, Colton and Dylan. She insisted
that I was there for it since she was apprehensive how it would go. I tried to
assure her after she told me everything about her involvement with the Night
Demons that Wesson and Colton would not see any fault in what she did or hold
it against her. Of course I was right and the talk ended with Dylan in tears of
happiness with kind words and hugs from Colton and Wesson. Wesson wanted to
keep this a secret for now since he did not want the leak telling the
Hellhounds or the Demons that the Reapers knew they working together.

Then add in the debacle with trying to move Emma out
of Tru
’
s
room. Eventually, after another fist fight between Gunner and Tru, it was
decided that Emma would stay where she was and Tru would move out. Her twin
boys were in tears and asking her why she was being mean to daddy. Plus the
hints that Dylan dropped every day about needing to talk to Sam again. It was a
fucking disaster.

All of this just added to the tension that was
already brewing in the clubhouse. Although the women did not know about the
raid at the end of the week, it was pretty evident that something serious was
going on. All the brothers were assigned to some task during the day and heavy
look-outs at night. Colton told me that Prez was nervous the leak had given up
info on the raid and that the Hellhounds would try to hit us first.

Princess knew not to ask questions, but on several
occasions she made it clear that if something went down, I needed to be safe
and come back home to her. When I responded that I was not going anywhere but
would stay to protect her and the clubhouse, she marched herself down to Prez
’
s
office demanding that I guard their backs. When Prez told her he had no idea
what she was talking about, all Dylan said was,
“
I
need all my Reapers to come back safe, and you can only do that if you have
trusted brothers watching your backs.
”
That was all it took
for Wesson to switch me back to the field. I took Tru
’
s
place as the Team Two lead as he had become a mess; completely distracted and
pretty much worthless after he moved out of his room.

So no matter how tired I was from a long day of
planning our attack, I found myself desperate to be dick deep in Dylan. I
rejoiced in fucking and relished our lovemaking. It was pure bliss every time
her pink pussy took me into her body deeper and deeper. I could think of little
else any time we were alone.

Tonight was no different as I went looking for my
princess. I knew where to find her as she spent a lot of time dancing in the
room with the other women. I might have been busy all day long, but Dylan was
making a life for herself inside the clubhouse. She spent most of her time with
Emma or the Reed sisters. She even did a dance class with them and the other
women as a way to release some of the tension they were all feeling. The
brothers were really enjoying those moves as the women continued to put them on
display every night as everyone gathered around drinking and trying to forget
what faced us at the end of the week.

I stood in the doorway watching as Princess danced
alone. She sang along to a pop song. Her body moved to the music so perfectly.
It was natural to her like breathing.

“
And your sex takes me to paradise,
”
she sang along. Dylan
continued to belt out the lyrics as I took a few steps into the room. She
finally saw me out of the corner of her eye and turned towards me. She was
wearing a skin-tight tank top and tiny gym shorts that left little to the
imagination.

“
I never thought I would be jealous
of cotton,
”
I
said pointing to her barely there outfit.

“
It
’
s
liberating to dance like you
’
re naked,
”
she replied. A small
quirk of her lips told me she was teasing me.

“
Imagine if you were Princess,
”
I flirted back.

“
That can be arranged.
”
Dylan then shocked the
hell out of me as she stripped out of every piece of clothing right there in
the middle of the room. The dare in her eyes as intoxicating as the feeling
that we could get caught at any moment. My cock nearly exploded at the thought.
“
Like
what you see big boy.
”
As if the instant stripping was not
enough to provoke, her words had me stalking her.  Every step I took, she took
one in retreat until she was back up against the wall. The lust swirled in her
eyes proving how much she was enjoying this back and forth.

When my body pressed against hers, she let out the
deepest sigh.
“
You are all I think about,
”
she breathed as I
lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.  The same song started
to play again.

“
Who is this?
”
I murmured as I kissed
along her jaw.

“
Bruno Mars.
”

“
I like it.
”
Dylan tipped her head
back giving me more access to her neck.
“
Your
sex takes me to paradise. Your sex takes me to paradise,
”
I sang along with
Bruno. 

“
Show me,
”
Princess said,
repeating my request from a few days earlier.

“
Gladly.
”
I dropped to my knees
as I hooked my arms under the inside of her legs, picking her up to sit on my
shoulders.
“
So wet Princess,
”
I breathed across her
core. Not wasting a single second, my tongue speared her. Dylan cried out as I
continued to probe her with my tongue again and again. I slid my hand over the
top of her thigh right to her bundle of nerves. I circled it with my thumb
while Dylan began thrusting her hips wildly against me fucking my face.

“
Oh shit,
”
she moaned.
“
I
’
m
cuming.
”
I continued the
relentless pace until her hips slowed and then stopped altogether.
“
I
want you NOW Knox.
”
She slid her legs off my shoulder and I
helped her to stand up.

“
Then let
’
s
head back to our room.
”
I turned to grab her clothes, but her
words stopped me in my tracks.

“
No. Here. Now,
”
she demanded as she
came to stand in front of me and dropped to her knees.
“
I
need to taste you.
”
Her words stopped any protest I might
have given as she unzipped me, taking my hard cock right into her mouth. After
a few quick bobs I slipped in and out of her mouth easily as she feasted on my
cock. My hands made their way to her face, cupping her jaw as I felt myself
starting to lose control. When her own moans hummed along my cock, I looked
down to see her eyes closed as her mouth and one of her hands worked me, while
the other hand continued to disappear between her legs.

“
Eyes,
”
I ordered as hers
sprang open to find mine. The gray storm of her eyes erupting in pleasure.
“
Take
it princess,
”
I
rumbled as I forced myself further down her throat.
“
That
’
s
it. Like that,
”
I
encouraged. My fingers gripped her cheeks as my cock pummeled her mouth.
“
Oh.
Shit,
”
I called out as I felt
my balls tighten.  Our eyes still locked as I felt the first surge of my seed
coat the back of her throat. I inhaled loudly through clenched teeth as I
exploded inside of her mouth and she drank me down. Each swallow squeezing the
sensitive head of my cock, which solicited murmurings of pleasure from me.
Dylan licked me clean, her eyes never leaving mine.

I fell to my knees in front of her as I worshipped
her with my lips and hands, touching every inch of her until she was grinding
against me again. I stood knowing I needed a bed before we started round two. I
took my cut off and put it on her as she shimmied into her shorts.

“
You
’
re
perfect,
”
I said as I looked her
over in what looked like nothing but my cut.

“
We
’
re
perfect,
”
Dylan corrected.

And in that moment, I knew how right we both were
and how helpless I was against her perfection.