Owned: An Alpha Anthology (65 page)

I tugged on Fox’s hand. He looked down at me and said, "Your mum’s a bitch. Your Aunt’s a bitch and so’s your cousin. Fuck, precious, next time I’ll take your warning. You wanna get out of here?" he asked, turning us so we faced each other.

Grinning huge, I laughed and shook my head. "You have made my day."

"Good," he grunted.

"And I’m sure you’ll make my night even better."

His eyes warmed instantly. "Fuck yeah."

"So I’ll need food for energy. Let’s eat their food and drink their booze, then we’ll get out of here."

He chuckled and said, "Sounds like a plan."

# # # #

The plan had been good and it was good. We ate. We laughed and even my father came to talk to us. He told me he was proud I’d found a man who was willing to take care of me and protect me from anyone, even our family. He then told me he was going to file for a divorce. I gasped in surprise and gripped Fox’s hand hard. I never thought I would see the day my father grew some balls. I was glad to witness it. He said he couldn’t take her attitude any longer and that he wished he had stood up for me and my siblings like my man did, a long time ago. He hated himself for it and asked for my forgiveness. He also told me he hoped I was willing to spend more time with him. He looked to Fox after asking that.

Fox, who was leaning back in his chair with his arm along the back of my chair, said, "It’s up to Ivy."

Dad looked back at me. I smiled and said, "I would really like that."

"Thank you," he answered, emotion in his voice. He hugged me and disappeared from the reception.

The plan that we had went to shit when I told Fox I was running to the loo before we left. They were inside the reception room so I guess we both thought everything would be fine, and really, I had been lulled into a sense of safeness being around Fox and hearing nothing from Jim.

I was wrong.

Opening the door to the bathroom, someone shoved me from behind. I went flying. Thankfully, the sink was in front of me and I managed to grab it before I sprawled on the floor.

"What the—" I began.

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid slut." I turned to find the man I once saw from his profile picture online. Jim was standing there with a knife held out, pointed at me.

FINDING OUT BY LILA ROSE

9

Killer

I was waiting for Ivy by the doors so we could get the fuck outta this fucked-up reception. I wanted to get back to her place and pound into her. I was already hard just thinkin’ about it. Shit, let’s face it; my dick was hard as soon as she walked outta her room in that goddamn dress.

My thoughts soon changed. I had been waiting on a call all night to see if Vi, Talon’s sister, had any more luck finding the cockhead antagonisin’ my woman. She said she had a lead. Obviously, that didn’t pan out, which pissed me off. I just wished her shit would be over. I wanted someone to find the fucker who threatened her, so I could beat the hell outta him for scaring her.

She was right though. There was no way in hell this prick would ruin what we had goin’ on. It had been fuckin’ years,
years
since my dead heart woke from its doze. Now that it had, because of Ivy, I was ready to protect it and her in every fuckin’ way. Which meant I was willing to do anything to get this fucker out of her life so we could move the fuck on and
then
I’d tell her I was movin’ in permanently.

From past experiences, there was no time worth wastin’. When you saw what you wanted, you went for it, and I had. I wanted it around me all the damn time. I wanted Ivy around me as much as I could and that meant one of us was shiftin’ places, likely me.

My phone rang from my pocket. I fished it out and flipped it open, "Yeah?"

"Where in the fuck are you? Tell me, brother, that Ivy is at your side?" Stoke growled over the noise of a movin’ vehicle.

"She went to the bathroom. What in the hell, Stoke?" Drawing my hand into a fist, my brows drew down. I was annoyed from his question. He knew where we were, yet a panic settled deep with my gut.

"Find her. Get her, Killer. He’s there. The fucker is there. Billy just called. He was knocked out outside the fuckin; reception place. He’s there, man."

"Christ," I yelled. The people in the room paused to watch me. I didn’t give a shit. I ran for the ladies’ room and ripped the door open. "FUCK!" I bellowed. "He’s got her. The window’s open. They’re outside on the move. I’m heading out." I punched my fist into the wall. Pulling away my hand, dust and shit flew everywhere from the hole I’d left behind. No sooner had I done it, I was on the move again. I had to get to her. I had to find her…I just had to.

"We’re a minute away. Billy should be out there. Go, brother, go."

I threw the front doors open and bolted around the side on the gravel road in the car park and suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

"
What the fuck
?" I whispered.

The dick with my woman spun toward me, away from Billy, who was holding a gun to the wanker. But as he spun, the knife at Ivy’s throat cut into her, causing her to cry out. I watched as blood dripped down her neck.

"Move away. Back off now or I’ll kill her."

"What in the world?"

Christ. Ivy’s whore of a mother walked up beside me, others gathered around. Jim moved their bodies so he could see both Billy and me.

"
You
need to back the fuck up and take your hands off my woman."

"H-handsome," Ivy started. I watched her swallow. "There’s no use talking any sense into him. I’ve tried."

"Shut, up you slut," Jim screamed, shaking her.

"Dammit, that hurt," Ivy complained. "And I’m not a slut. I never was and never have been. I hadn’t even had sex for two years before I met Fox. Two years, Jim."

I rolled my eyes. Bloody hell my woman could talk at any inappropriate time. I pulled my gun from the back of my jeans and pointed it at him. "I won’t say it again. Let her go and we won’t kill you."

"Can someone please tell me what is going on?" Ivy’s mum snapped.

"Shut it, woman," I hissed.

She put her hand on her hips and said, "I will not shut it. A man has a knife to my daughter’s throat." She looked toward Jim. "Who are you and what are you doing? I can’t believe you brought this trouble here Ivy-lee. It’s disgusting."

Fuck. Just that statement had me wanting to punch the bitch out. Too damn bad I didn’t hit women. I was seriously thinkin’ of changing that for a second. For once, I wished Hell Mouth was around. She could have done it for me.

"Really, Mum?" Ivy glared. She tugged at Jim’s arm at her throat.

"You all need to shut the fuck up or I
will
kill her," Jim screamed.

A van came barrelling around the corner and stopped. I smiled. My brothers were here. The door to the van opened and Griz got out, Talon came around from the other side, and from the back of the van, came Stoke, Blue and Pick. All had their guns out and aimed at Jim.

Jim looked about ready to piss himself. I could see sweat beads on his brow. His hand now shook at Ivy throat.

"Oooooh, someone’s going to get it," Ivy sang.

"Jesus, precious. How about you don’t tease the fucker while you have a knife at your throat."

She looked like she was pondering the damn thought and then she said, "Good idea."

"W-who are you all?" Jim stuttered.

"You played with the wrong woman, Jim," Talon started. "She belongs to us. She’s Hawks."

Jim actually squeaked like a little girl, causing my brothers to laugh. There was no way I would laugh until my woman was outta harm’s way.

"Blue?" I called.

"Yeah, brother?"

"Can you and Pick get these people out of here?" I asked. If something was gonna go down, we didn’t need the witnesses.

"Everyone clear the fuck out. Now," Blue yelled.

Most moved all except Ivy’s damned mother.

"I’m not going anywhere," she said.

"Fine," I barked.

Just then another car came around the corner, a sleek Mercedes. As soon as it stopped, out hopped Vi, her man, Travis, and Butch.

Vi walked up and stood to the front of the bikers. She pulled her gun out and pointed it at Jim and my woman.

"Jim Coben, you are under arrest for the murder of three women. Come in quietly or not," she shrugged. "My brother and his crew will take care of you."

"Y-you can’t do that. Cops can’t threaten people."

Vi smiled. "I’m not a cop. I’m just a PI."

"You are the shit." Ivy smiled. My brothers once again chuckled around me. "We so have to have coffee one day. I want to hear all about your PI days. Oh, hey, Butch." She waved. She fuckin’ waved like nothin’ was really going down. Like she didn’t have a goddamn knife at her throat.

"Ivy," I growled.

"Yeah, yeah. Right, I’ll stay quiet now while this dick has me. But can we hurry this along? I was on a happy high earlier but it’s fading."

"Holy shit," I heard Billy utter. I was thinkin’ that same fuckin’ thing. Could my woman never shut the hell up?

"Dammit, Ivy," I snapped.

"Don’t you snap at me, Fox Kilpatrick," she barked back. "Sorry, sorry just a little tense here, right…" She made a zipping motion across her lips.

"Hang on." We all groaned when she started up again. Jim yelled for her to shut up. She told him no.

"I think I like her." Vi grinned.

"What do you mean, Vi, by Jim is under arrest for murder?"

"The cops have been looking for him for the last three months. He’s done this to three other girls from that dating site."

"You met on a dating site," Ivy’s mum screeched.

"T-three other women?" Ivy stuttered. "Three?" She moved her head slightly, making the blade dig in.

"Cupcake, please," I asked

"You’ve hurt three other women." Her tone was low, a mix of sadness and a hint of anger.

"And they deserved everything they got. Stupid sluts."

Ivy looked back at me. She had tears in her eyes for women she never knew.

"Ivy," I warned.

"Handsome, he can’t keep doing this."

"And we’ll take care of it," I said. I just knew she was forming some sort of plan in her head.

"Fox, you know that isn’t going to work until I’m out of the way."

"Ivy, whatever you’re thinkin’, fuckin’ don’t," Talon ordered.

Ivy closed her eyes, and when she opened them, they looked so sad it hurt me to my core. "Don’t," I uttered.

She didn’t listen. She pulled her head down causing the knife to slice her throat more, and then brought her head back hard, hitting Jim in the nose. He dropped her, gripping his nose. As my brothers jumped him, I went for Ivy, who had fallen to the ground.

Laying my gun on the ground, I reached for her arms and rolled her over. Blood flowed from her neck. Ripping off my tee, I held it against it.

"Get her to the car, Killer. The car," Vi yelled beside me. I picked her up and ran to the car where Travis was already waiting in the driver’s side.

I climbed in the back with Ivy on my lap. She looked up at me and smiled. She went to talk, but I shushed her. "No, precious, don’t. I’ll tell you how fuckin’ foolish you were later, and then you can tell me how sorry you are."
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
My tee was soaked with her blood. I applied more pressure, trying not to hurt her. She reached her hand up and touched my cheek. She was in pain and bleeding, yet she was still trying to comfort me.

Christ.

"I’m movin’ in to your place, cupcake. After this, I’m movin’ in and you will not say anything about it." I told her as her eyes started to close. "No, no, no, Ivy, precious, keep your eyes open for me. Fuck, please, keep them open for me." I blinked and blinked, but the stupid tears wouldn’t go away. I turned my head to wipe them on my shoulder. "That’s it, cupcake. Keep your eyes on me. Good girl."

"We’re here. I’ll get someone to help," Travis said and then vanished.

"When this is over, I’m gonna tan your arse," I promised at her temple. "You have my heart to take care of, Ivy Morrison. I need you, so don’t go gettin’ any ideas, woman. I need you because you’re my other half. You stay with me," I croaked as the passenger door opened and emergency staff pulled her from my arms. It was then I realised she was unconscious.

FINDING OUT BY LILA ROSE

Epilogue

Fox didn’t lie. After I got out of the hospital, with my neck bandaged up hiding eleven stiches, he moved in. The earlier days in hospital were still a blur because I was that doped up on drugs for the pain. Still, Fox Kilpatrick, my biker man never left my side, unless it was to shower. He even had his biker brothers bring food for us because he said the hospital food was shit. I told them not to bother, but they also said that they wanted to come and visit me anyway. I thought that was sweet.

My mum had come to visit me. I woke to find Fox standing in the doorway growling at her saying she wasn’t welcome. It was only hours before I fell asleep that Fox, yet again, told me my mum was a bitch. At the incident, she showed no concern for me at all. Blue mentioned to Fox that he watched her turn up her nose and stalk back into the reception to continue the night like nothing happened. Like her daughter hadn’t been rushed to hospital.

So there were a few things I wanted to say to her, which was why I said, "Handsome, let her come in."

Fox looked over his shoulder to me. Once I gave him a thumbs up, he moved aside and Mum glided into the room like the blood sucking vampire she was.

"Ivy-lee, I’m really not happy with your choice in a man. Did you know he was in a biker club? A biker club for God’s sake. I understand you tie yourself to anyone who shows a bit of interest in you, but really, you need to find someone mentally stable." She took my hand in hers, leaned in and whispered, "I’m sorry I didn’t get here any sooner. I had things to do. But now I’m here, you can tell that hooligan to clear out and that you never want to see him again." She stood and nodded at me.

I removed my hand from hers and wiped it on the sheet. I glanced over at Fox and smiled. Right there, standing in his usual jeans and tight tee that showed his beautiful body, was my future. There was no way I would ever want to get rid of him.

I looked back to Mum. My voice clear and strong, I said, "No, Mum."

She gasped and then snapped, "What do you mean no?"

"I mean no. I’m not getting rid of the man who cares for me. He may be a biker man, but I love that about him. I love his friends, his family, his possessiveness, his crankiness and I love that he can communicate what he wants without words. All I have to do is look at him." Tears pooled in my eyes. "I love that man, Mum. He’s my future and I’m sorry to say, you’re my past, a past I can do without in my life."

"What?" she screeched, her face contorting.

Fox took a step forward, but I waved him off and continued, "Mum, it’s been four days and you haven’t seen me. You didn’t even come to the hospital after what happened. Dad did. He came, but you didn’t. You don’t really care. What you do care about is what other people think. You care that I embarrassed you." I licked my lips, feeling tired again. I wanted sleep, but I needed to finish this. "Do you know what, Mum? My man hasn’t left my side. He was even pushed to shower and change clothes because he was worried I’d wake and he wouldn’t be here. Do you know how I know this? Because his friends told me. They’ve all been here. Not only them but their women as well. They have showed me more love and warmth in the last week than I’ve ever felt in my life," I sighed. "I love you, Mum, of course I do. But I can’t be around you. I’m sorry." Even though sadness filled me, I couldn’t help but feel like a heavy weight had been lifted from my shoulders.

"You were always a self-centred little shit, Ivy. I’ll be glad to have you out of my life."

"You fuckin’ bitch," Fox barked. "Get out! Get the fuck out now before I remove you myself." Stepping toward her, she dodged around him and left.

Fox came to my side, sat down in the seat and took my hand. "Your mum’s a bitch, precious."

I laughed, but it hurt. My hand went to my throat. "I know, handsome. I know."

"So…you love me?" He smiled.

"You weren’t supposed to hear that. It’s too soon." I grinned. He got up and leaned over so our noses touched. Before he could say anything, I continued, "But of course I love the man who told me I held his heart and that I was his other half."

"Fuck," he hissed, "you heard that?"

"Yes," I uttered.

His eyes were soft, softer than I had ever seen. "Good," he stated. "Because I meant every word. You’re crazy, but I wouldn’t be without you. I fuckin’ love you, too, cupcake." A sob caught in my throat. Tears broke and my man kissed them away before his lips gently touched mine.

On the fourth day in hospital, I woke to find Fox at my side sitting in a chair. He said I could be getting a visit from the police soon. He’d held them at bay until I was more myself, and hadn’t mention anything earlier, wanting me to recover. No sooner had he told me that, there was a knock at my door. The police had arrived. I never asked Fox what was done with Jim. But when they asked me to identify the man who attacked me, I was shocked. I mumbled a yes and they brought forward a picture. It was of Jim, battered and bruised. I looked to Fox. He smirked and winked. The proof was right in front of me. They did hand him over to the authorities, and I was glad. I wanted him judged for what he did to the other women. Though, from the picture, it looked like Fox had time for a little payback himself. I was amazed I wasn’t repulsed by my man beating another. I hated violence. This confirmed I was absolutely at peace with Fox and the way he worked through situations. I was at peace because I knew deep down that Jim deserved it for what he did. Not only to me, but for taking the lives of three women.

When I got out of the hospital, Fox took me home. I walked in to find a very happy Trixie. She bounced around and barked. Once I gave her enough attention, she settled. I left Fox in the kitchen to go and have a lay down on my bed. That was when I discovered Fox had moved in. I went to dump my bag in my closet and found his clothing hanging. I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from squealing with glee. I walked out of the closet to see him leaning against the doorframe.

"Do not say one word. It’s happenin’. Get over it," Fox said.

I shrugged, took off my tee, removed my jeans and then lay on the bed. "I’m tired, handsome, so you’re going to have to do all the work."

"Christ," he barked. I smiled over at him. Desire raced through my body as he removed his clothes quickly. He got on the bed and hovered over me. "You good then? You don’t care I moved in?"

"No, I don’t mind at all. Now get to work, Mr Kilpatrick."

"I’m on it," he grinned. I arched so he could unhook my bra. He slowly bought it down my arms and flung it somewhere in the room. Intense eyes stared down at me. Then with one hand, he cupped my breast. I sighed. He smiled as he lowered his mouth to my nipple and sucked it in, swirling his tongue around it.

"Yes, handsome, that feels good."

"You’ll feel even better soon," he growled.

"Promises, promises."

"Don’t get cheeky on me, woman. I still owe you a tanning." I didn’t get to reply. Instead, his mouth met mine, and he kissed me hard, only to gentle it by running his tongue along my lips as his hand made its way down my stomach to in-between my legs. He pulled my panties aside and ran a finger over my lower lips, separating them. Our kiss turned urgent as soon as he entered two fingers inside of me. I moved one hand from his shoulder down to grip him through his boxers. He groaned. I panted around his lips as he drove his fingers faster in and out of me.

"Fox," I mumbled against his lips. He moved back. "I want you inside of me when I come."

"Fuck, yes." He was too eager to even remove his boxers. I supposed it had been a week since we’d had sex, so I couldn’t help but giggle when he ripped my panties from me and shoved his boxers down, without removing them completely. He spread my legs further and he glided inside of me. I sighed content.

"Jesus, cupcake, I love seein’ that look upon your face as you take my cock. Fuckin’ beautiful," he said as he slowly pushed and withdrew from my wet pussy.

"Handsome, I need it hard and fast," I moaned as he pushed deep and hit my G-spot.

"No. I might hurt you."

I opened my eyes and glared up at my man. "If you don’t fuck me hard and fast, it’ll be another two weeks before you get any."

"Bullshit, you love this."

"I do, Fox. I do." He kept going slowly and gently. "Okay, handsome, let me say this then. Fuck me hard and fast, Fox Kilpatrick or I’ll have Julian here for dinner every night for a week."

"Christ, woman, you play dirty."

"That’s because I like it dirty," I said.

He smirked. "All right, precious. Brace." I did. I moved my arm above my head and held onto the headboard. He lifted my hips by his hand, placing it on my butt and slammed into me. His thrusts were wild and crazy. I fucking loved it.

"God, yes, Fox, yes. Like that," I moaned.

"Play with your pussy, Ivy. Touch yourself," he ordered.

I opened my eyes and took in his hooded eyes as he watched my hand slid down my body to my clit. I rubbed it and cried out. Fox groaned.

"I’m close, so close," I panted, but there was no way I was taking my eyes off my man. I wanted to witness him come and lose himself. His eyes were on my slicked finger as it ran over my clit faster. Raising his eyes, he smiled a smile that lit up his face.

"Mine," he growled, sending me over the edge. I forced my eyes to stay open as my walls clenched around his cock. I whimpered through it. "Fuck, you’re gorgeous," he whispered. He let go of my legs and leaned down over me so he could touch his lips to mine. I was about to deepen the kiss but he pulled back. Our eyes met and he hissed, "I’m gonna come, precious."

"Yes," I uttered.

He kept my stare as I felt his seed flow into me. Fox grunted and pumped fast four times. As he slowed, he said, "Fuckin’ love you."

"You too, handsome," I smiled.

# # # #

The one thing that surprised me, after the hiccup with Jim, was that I didn’t have nightmares. I thought I would. People told me I would, but they never showed. I still woke in the middle of the night, but for a different reason, and it had a lot to do with Fox. Not only because he was curled tightly around me every night, but when I did wake, it was from words of love sweeping through my mind, chasing away any bad thoughts or dreams…You have my heart to take care of, Ivy Morrison. I need you, so don’t go gettin’ any ideas, woman. I need you because you’re my other half. You stay with me.

You see, even in my dreams, my biker man protected me.

Finding Out is a novella from the Hawks MC Club world. If you want more you could start at Holding Out book 1 and then Climbing Out book 2.

Black Out, book 3 in the series, will be released at the end of 2014.