Logan's Reaper (Soul Reapers) (10 page)

Ryder stepped in trying to smooth everything over. “Give me another week to find Baxter. I will take both women with me. There was no way of knowing that these women were involved with the Soul Reapers,” he said looking between Crazy Z and my pop. “Give them to me. No harm will come of them. You have my word.”

“No deal. I want retribution and I want it now.” Crazy Z abruptly turned around yanking the leash connected to Logan causing her to fall to her hands and knees. “I rather like that position on you,” Z said as he looked back with a glimmer of crazy
in his dead mismatched eyes.

Logan

A cry escaped as I fell to the ground landing on my handcuffed hands and bare knees from Crazy Z’s vicious pull of the leash. It yanked the collar I was wearing so unexpectedly that I lost my balance and fell. I heard running behind me so I looked up in time to see Colton slam his fist into the back of Crazy Z’s head. He fell forward pulling me with him until Colton grabbed the leash from his hand. He stepped in front of me as he reached behind him into his jeans and pulled out a gun.

“What the fuck?” yelled someone behind us. “You surrendered all your weapons when you got here.” The voice came to stand next to us at the same time I felt hands on my waist helping me
to stand. I looked over my shoulder to find Colton’s dad standing there. Behind him stood a scarier version of Tank who also held a gun pointed at the ground.

“Logan,” my sister called from the entrance of the other tent.
I turned to look at her and saw Tank move her behind him. As she peeked around his shoulder I could see she had the starting of a black eye.

“Tank,” yelled his older version, “get her out of here now.” Tank did not even hesitate as he scooped up Campbell and ran around to the left of us. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched them leave knowing that she would be safe with Tank.

“So now what?” the leader from earlier asked.

“Looks like Z brought a knife to a gun fight,” Colton bellowed.

“I ain’t called Crazy for nothing boy,” the other leader spoke as he tossed the knife back and forth between his two hands.

“This is how it is going to work,”
Wesson said above the noise; his deadly tone leaving no room for argument. “Colton is going to pay Ryder the $100K first thing tomorrow, who in turn will then pay Z. We are all going to stay put until that happens, then the Soul Reapers MC is going to ride out with both girls and no issues. Do I make myself clear?”

“You asking or telling
Wesson?” Crazy Z sneered.

“I am asking as a personal favor and a solid I-O-U, Z
ander. She is practically his old lady. I can’t stand aside on this one.” Wesson was trying to reason with Crazy Z but it was clear from Z’s expression that he was not happy with the recent developments.

“
$150K and you got yourself a deal Wesson.” Crazy Z sheathed his knife and took a step back.

“Done,” finished Colton as he put the safety back on the gun
keeping it pointed to the ground. As the Hellhounds walked away Colton turned to me, “Hey beautiful,” he whispered. I bent my head as all the tension left my body and a soul wrenching sob racked my body. My knees buckled as I started to fall to the ground but Colton was there to catch me as I knew he would. “Shh, Logan. It’s okay. It’s over now. I got you beautiful.” He continued to murmur reassurances into my hair and place soft kisses on my cheek, ear, and neck. This continued for some time until Wesson interrupted him by placing a hand on both our shoulders.

“We should get her back to our camp and dressed.” Colton pulled me into his arms and my face into
his chest as I balled my hands into his cut.

“Of course,” he answered his father. “Hey Pop, thanks for this. You will never know how much this means to me.”

“No worries,” he said as his eyes found mine and gave me a fatherly squeeze of my shoulder and a small grin. “Take care of her,” he said as he turned to Tank’s father. “Whistler, tell Worm and Tru to go get the money.” With a nod of his head, Whistler was off into the darkness.

“Here
Logan,” Colton said as he pulled away to shrug off his cut handing it to Wesson. He took off his long sleeve shirt and placed it over my head. He held it while I put my arms through and pulled it down. It fit like a dress falling mid-thigh. “Beautiful,” was all he said as he put his cut back on and grabbed my hand leading me into the camp area.

Colton

I held onto Logan’s hand practically dragging her through the makeshift camp. My pop would never know what he did for me today. Words could not even express what I was feeling right now. My emotions and thoughts were all over the map. Those motherfuckers were lucky that Logan and my pop were there by my side when this shit ended. If something did happen to Logan, I would fucking lose it. There would be nothing to stop the beast that would rein down on every motherfucker that was involved. Hellhounds, Iron Knights; it would not fucking matter. Just thinking about what could have happened had rage pulsing through my body. My mind was still debating over whether or not I should sneak off and slit Crazy Z’s fucking throat. We had a while waiting for Tru and Worm to return with the money. But I knew I would never do it because I refused to leave Logan alone if even for a second.

She needed me
. I could feel her trembling as we made our way to the tent that Tank and I were sharing. She ambled slightly behind me trying to hide from all the eyes that followed her progress through camp. Most of my brothers knew who she was and what she meant to me so I was not worried about their reaction. It had to be more curiosity about her presence here than anything else.

I turned to face Logan
once we were inside the tent. She was looking around trying to avoid eye contact with me. So I waited knowing this would take some time. My breath froze in my lungs. Her once-expressive light-filled eyes were dark and clouded over as if a storm was raging inside. I took a step towards her to have her retreat a step as if I was the danger.
Fuck!
I knew rage was rushing out of me like waves to the shore but I needed to rein it in for Logan. I dropped my head as my hands went back and forth over my buzz. A few deep breaths later I felt Logan step up to me. 

“Thank you.” Her voice cracked as I looked up and saw
a few tears streak down her cheeks. I caught them with my thumb and I grasped her neck pulling her to me.

“I am
so sorry beautiful,” I said across her forehead placing soft kisses there. “I had no idea that Baxter was your dad.” She pulled away to look into my eyes. I let the truth shine through. “I had no idea that this was the deal my pop made with Crazy Z and the Iron Knights. I knew he was cooking up something to find Baxter and make an example out of him but I had no idea. Please beautiful, you have to believe me.”

Logan stared at me for a
bit longer never breaking eye contact. I knew if I blinked or looked away she would think I was lying. I held my ground and let her see inside.  She must have been satisfied because she nodded her head and stood up on her toes to plant her lips against mine. My arm became a steel band that fastened around her waist holding her to me.
I am never letting you go.

She took the kiss deeper as I followed her lead not wanting to push her before she was ready.
Logan started to pull away and I let her end the kiss but I still held her close. I led her over to my sleeping bag as I grabbed Tank’s. When both bags were unzipped I laid one flat on the ground. I pulled Logan down with me covering us with the second one.

She was facing away from me so that her back was to my front. “Are you okay?” I asked pulling her deeper into me.

“I guess so,” Logan said as her voice cracked. Her shoulders quaked as a small sob escaped her.

“Please beautiful,” I pleaded
, turning her around to face me, “don’t cry. It breaks my heart. You are safe now and nothing like this will ever happen again.”

 
“Please Colt, his hands were everywhere. I can still feel him touching me.” Her frantic plea had me squeezing her to me. “Shh beautiful. I got you. No one, but me, is ever going to touch you again.”

“Please Colt. Make me forget,” she begged as she
started kissing my neck. I pulled back trying to get her to slow down.

“Logan, beautiful, please slow down.
” Her hands were already undoing my jeans and trying to push them down. “I am here and no one else.” I rolled on top of her pinning her arms between us. “These are my hands touching you,” I said as I ran a hand up and down her side, stopping to rub the side of her breast. “Open your eyes and look at me.” She did as I instructed stabbing me with those same dark eyes.

“Come back to me beautiful.” She closed her eyes as a single tear leaked out of both eyes and down into her hair. “
Those lyrics you pointed out that are inked on my arm describe me before I met you. I can’t go back there, Logan. Not after everything we have shared.”

“
I love you beautiful. Logan, please come back to me. I need you like I have never needed anyone. You are my everything. Please don’t leave me now. I would be lost without you.” I placed a chaste kiss on her forehead, her nose, and then her lips. I kissed along her jawline to my favorite spot as I inhaled deeply waiting for her.

She wiggled under me releasing her
arms from between us. We laid there like this, me hovering over her until she finally wrapped her arms around my neck. After a few moments a sob escaped her throat. “I love you too Colt.” I lifted my head and let my eyes wander over her face giving her more time, stopping to look at the marks on her face. I could feel the anger rising up within me again. When my eyes finally met hers I saw that her gorgeous, blue gems were filled once again with nothing but light and now love.
Thank God.
I let out a long breath that I did not even know I was holding. I felt all the tension leave my body as the biggest smile I ever wore spread across my face as I took in the beauty before me. Her next request had me hurrying to fulfill it. “Make love to me.”

Logan

Colton’s eyes never left mine as he gently lifted himself off of me. His cut was off first then his jeans, socks, and boots. As he pulled the t-shirt off of me, he positioned himself between my legs. His eyes swept over my body. “So beautiful and so mine,” he said as he hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them off of my body. I lifted my hips to help him and was rewarded with a soft kiss to my hip bone. Once my panties were cast aside he sat me up and undid my bra before laying me back down.

“Say it again, Logan,” he commanded as he
hovered above me on his elbows caging me in. “I need to hear you say it again.”

“I love you Colt.” I knew exactly what he wanted as he took my mouth in a searing kiss. He traveled down my body stopping to pay attention to one nipple then the other. He kneaded one wh
ile he sucked and lavished kisses to the other. He took each wet nipple in between his teeth and inhaled, causing by buds to peak and harden. A delicious shiver ran through my entire body. My core wept for him as I rubbed against him causing him to chuckle in response. “So needy, beautiful.”

He continued to kiss
down my body, stopping to stick his tongue in my belly button. He laid a kiss on each hip bone before settling between my legs. He propped up both of my legs as he slid his arms under them taking hold of my hips. Colton kissed my right leg and turned to the left where he began sucking on the tender flesh. My hips arched in response but he held them tight as he continued to suck on the flesh drawing up more need and desire for him out of me. When he was satisfied with his mark on me he lightly kissed it before spearing me with his liquid iron eyes. “I love you Logan,” he said as he licked me from my entrance to my throbbing clit. “Taste so good, beautiful.” I moaned in response and he licked again and again and again. He then stuck his tongue inside of me sending an intense wave of pleasure through my body. He replaced his tongue with a finger than another as he begun circling my clit with his tongue.

My h
ips tried to move but his hand held me locked in place. I was completely at his mercy and on the receiving end of his heavenly torture. I felt the first stirrings of an orgasm as my walls began to tighten and the pleasure began to build. Colton rubbed his thumb back and forth over my forbidden entrance. When he applied pressure there, he flung me into the abyss as my orgasm overtook me. I could not hear or see or feel anything but the pleasure that was coursing through my body. At some point Colton must have released my hips because when I could open my eyes again I saw that I was bucking against his hand as he sucked hard on my clit. As my hips slowed so did his fingers. Only when my body finally rested on our makeshift bed did Colton look up at me. “Amazing,” was all he said as he climbed back up my body and kissed me. I could taste myself on his swollen lips causing my need for him to return.

“I need to be inside of you,” he said as he entered me in one push. We both cried out at the intensity of o
ur joining. His elbows were on either side of my head as he pulled out and pushed in at an agonizing slow pace. I tried speeding him up by grabbing and pushing his butt. His answer to my insistence was to grab each wrist and place them together above my head. “I need to make love to you beautiful to know that you are safe. I need to know this isn’t a dream but that you are underneath me, real and wet and yearning for me.”

“Don’t stop Colt,” I begged.

“Never beautiful,” he whispered as he began marking his favorite spot on my neck as he did my inner thigh. Our pace picked up as my walls tightened around him and he swelled in response. “You feel so good Logan. So tight,” he whispered in my ear.

“Colt, kiss me,” I demanded as h
is lips collided into mine, our tongues making love just as our bodies were. “I’m so close,” I breathed. “Faster baby,” I chanted as he lifted up on his hands and pounded into me. 

“
Yes, oh God, yes . . . don’t stop Colton,” I called out as my orgasm overtook me again and again sending sparks from my core to the rest of my body. I felt Colton join me with one final push as he grunted my name. His kisses brought me back to him as his weight held me down.
I love when he does that.
His warmth letting me know he was real and that I was safe. He was still hard inside of me as he slowly pushed in and pulled out.

“You feel amazing beautiful,” his deep voic
e rang all the way through me right to my core.

“So do you baby,” I said as my hips met his. “Don’t stop Colt. It feels so good.”

“I don’t plan on it.” And he did not, not until I was boneless under him. He was still inside of me, kissing and whispering sweet nothings as I drifted off to sleep.