Revenge (9 page)

“Please,” she said, begging again. She wasn’t above
begging him to give her what she wanted and needed.

He worked three fingers inside her as he rubbed her
clit.

“Who do you belong to?” he asked.

“You, Tiny, I belong to you.”

“Never be afraid to tell me you’re scared. I love you,
Eva. I’m scared of losing you, but I promise you, you’ll never lose me.” He
slammed his lips down on hers. Moaning, she dropped her hands, wrapping her
arms around his neck.

Tiny withdrew his hands from her body. She felt him
tugging at his own pair of jeans. Within seconds his naked cock was sliding
between the folds of her sex.

“Fuck, baby, I’ve got to have you.” He didn’t give her
a chance to get used to him. In one harsh thrust, he rammed inside her.

Crying out, she threw her head back, no longer caring
about the pain.

He pulled out, only to slam back within her.
“So fucking perfect.
You’re my woman, Eva. Never be afraid
to tell me how you’re feeling. You’re mine.”

“I’m yours.”

She gripped his shoulders tightly as he fucked her
hard and rough against the door. Someone else tried to enter, and she yelled at
them to fuck off. Tiny chuckled, sucking on her breasts as he worked her toward
the peak of ecstasy.

“No, you can wait until I’m ready to join you,” he
said.

Whimpering, she rode his cock toward his orgasm. He
stroked her clit as his cock jerked inside her. She could get pregnant, but she
didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was reaching her climax.

Tiny gave it to her. She cried out, and he took
possession of her lips in a searing kiss that left no doubt in her mind
who
she belonged to. When it was over, she pulled back,
looking into his eyes.

“Everything is going to be okay,” Tiny said.

Staring into his eyes, Eva knew it was the first time
he’d lied to her since they’d been married.

****

Walking around the supermarket was not
Tiny’s
idea of a good time. Eva had withdrawn from him since
their time together in the pantry, which had been fucking hot. They’d left the
room in time to see Pussy smirking and Angel as red as a strawberry.
Considering she was married to Lash, Tiny was surprised at how easily she still
blushed. There had been many nights when he’d heard them two fucking. Either
way, he wasn’t embarrassed about taking his woman. Eva was his woman to fuck
whenever the need arose.

What he was embarrassed about was lying to Eva. He
didn’t know if they were all going to be okay or if Gonzalez was going to take
his revenge out on all of them. They were all waiting for him to cause trouble.
After Devil humiliated him back in Piston County, they were all waiting for
retaliation.
So far, nothing.
Tiny just knew it would
only be a matter of time before he did.

Running fingers through his hair, he watched as Eva
placed multiple cans of tomatoes into the trolley. She had a list and was
ticking items off one by one. Lexie and Devil had joined them, but they were
getting all the fresh meats and vegetables while he was collecting the canned
goods.

She hadn’t talked to him.

You don’t know if anything is going to be all right.

Ignoring the turning in his gut, he walked up behind
his woman. Kissing the back of her neck and not caring who was watching, he
apologized to her.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

Eva tensed.

“I don’t know what the future is going to bring. I can
only know that I’m going to fight whatever happens to make sure you’re safe.”

She placed her hands on the shelf in front of her.
“You lied to me.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

In one quick move, she spun around and slapped him
across the face. It was the second time within days that she slapped him. He
deserved it for lying and should have known that lying wouldn’t help her fears.
“Don’t fucking lie to me again. I won’t have it.” She took the trolley from him
and stormed away.

Well, he was in for a shit couple of days. There was
no greater punishment for lying to your woman than no sex. He knew Eva well
enough to know she’d be sleeping in the same room as their kids.

Shaking his head, he made his way out of the
supermarket toward the truck. He found Devil, sucking on a lollipop already
waiting beside the van.

“What did you do to be waiting outside already?” Tiny
asked.

“I fucking hate shopping. I tried to fuck my woman
near the cheese counter. Lex is pissed, but it was worth it. I hate shopping. It’s
boring as shit.” Devil sucked on his lollipop smiling. “It was worth it though.
I’ve already fucked her this morning. I’ll get my fix later. It’s a good job my
woman loves fucking as much as I do.”

“Good for you. I’m going to be pushed aside tonight.”

“Lie to your woman?” Devil asked.

“Yeah, how did you know?”

“Only one way of getting out of shopping and sporting
the nice red handprint on your face, either you cheated or you lied. I figured
with Eva you wouldn’t be breathing if you ever cheated, but you’d still lie to
your woman to protect her.” Devil shrugged. “It’s not hard to guess.”

“Would you lie to Lexie?” Tiny asked, leaning against
the side of his van.

“No, I wouldn’t.” Devil threw the lollipop stick in
the trash can nearest to them. “She’d know I was lying to her. Not only that,
Lex has done everything to earn my trust and respect. She put her body on
display to help my kid. There are not many women who’d put their life on the
line for a kid that wasn’t their own. Lex, she’s special. She’s my one of a
kind woman.”

Tiny listened to Devil talk. The way his friend loved
Lexie was the same way he loved Eva. Devil hadn’t fucked up, though, whereas he
had.

“And, she’s got a smoking hot bod. Full, fat tits I
love to suck on, and she loves riding my cock. I’m telling you Lex is the whole
damn package. The only thing I’d change is the age gap. I don’t like the
thought of leaving her alone or another bastard getting a chance to see how
special she is when I’m dead and gone.” Devil shrugged. “I’ll look either down
or up at her wherever I end up when I’m dead and gone. I’ll always keep an eye
on my girl, even in death.”

“You believe in the afterlife and shit?”

“Don’t know what I believe. I hate to think it’s over
when we’re all dead.” Devil pointed toward the store. “She makes me want more.”

Nodding his head, Tiny knew what that felt like. When
he married Patricia he truly thought he knew what love was. During his
marriage, he’d been a fucking bastard, cheating,
boozing
it up until he couldn’t think straight. After Patricia died, the guilt had eaten
away at him, but then he met Eva. The women continued even though the only
woman he ever wanted was her. Once he made Eva his woman, there was no turning
back. He knew what true love was all about with her. Cheating on her would
never be an option for him.

“What’s going on with Butch and Alex?” Devil asked.

Tensing up, he glanced toward his friend. “What do you
mean?”

“Don’t give me that shit, Tiny. I’ve known you fucking
years. Something’s going on there, and I
wanna
know
what it is.”

“Nothing.”

“You’re going to do that?” Devil asked.

“What?”

“Treat me like I’m a fucking idiot. I’ve seen the way
those two act. Shit is up, and I’ve had enough of being kept in the dark. Tell
me what’s going on.”

Closing his eyes, Tiny counted to ten. He didn’t know
the best way to deal with Devil. Glancing over at his friend, he shook his
head. “That shit is no concern of yours. You’re a guest in my town.”

Devil rounded on him.
“What the fuck
you saying?”

“Exactly that.
In Piston County, deal with your own shit, but don’t expect me to tell
you mine. Alex and Butch are dealing business. It’s none of your business, so
back off.”

He was sure Devil had more to say, but
Tiny’s
cell phone went off, stopping Devil from saying
anything more.

Pulling the device out of his pocket, he accepted the
call. “What!”

“Boss, you’ve got to get down to the graveyard,” Lash
said.

“What? Why?”

There was noise in the background. He heard Tate
sobbing and Murphy yelling. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

“Some fucker’s desecrated Patricia’s grave. The
stone’s been smashed and, shit, boss, it’s bad.”

Lash went through some of the details. He’d cremated
Patricia at her request, but to have the place Tate went in order to talk with
her mother spoiled pissed Tiny off.

“I’ll be there.”

Closing the phone, he rested his fists against the
metal of the van.

“What’s going on?” Devil asked.

“Someone fucked over Patricia’s grave. I’ve got to get
there. Tate’s freaking out, and Murphy’s having a hard time dealing with her.”

The sound of a car forced Tiny to turn. Alex pulled up
alongside him. “Get in. Devil can take care of the women. Tell them we’ll meet
them at the clubhouse.”

He looked at Devil, waiting for his angry denial.

“Go, I’ll handle the women.”

Jumping into the passenger side, he closed the door,
but Alex was already pulling away before he did.

“How did you know what was going on?” Tiny asked.

“Patricia may have been your fucking wife, but she was
my sister. Lash told me first. Tate’s losing her shit, and we need to get there
to help calm the situation down before she does something we’ll all regret.”
Alex didn’t take his eyes off the road. “Murphy’s trying to calm her down.”
Tate wasn’t the easiest person to calm down when she was upset. She lost her
shit easily.

“What the fuck were they doing outside of the
clubhouse? We were on lockdown for a fucking reason.” Tiny slammed his fist
against the plastic interior in front of him.

“Hey, watch the fucking car. Tate lives by her own
rules.
Not only that, this lockdown hasn’t been as tight as
all the others.
Women are coming and going. I’m not going to bitch at
Tate for going to see her mother. You shouldn’t either.”

Silence filled the car at Alex’s anger.

“Shit, I’m sorry. I don’t know what to think. Who
would desecrate Patricia’s resting place? It’s sick.”

“Gonzalez would,” Alex said.

“Why? We’ve done nothing to him.”

“We’re marrying Pussy with his woman and Butch with
Cheryl. He’s seen us working with the Chaos crew. After the shit they pulled
back in Piston County, I’d say Gonzalez is getting himself a little payback.
I’m surprised it has taken this long for him to lash out.”

Neither of them talked for several minutes as Alex
worked the small traffic in Fort Wills. Tiny was losing his temper with every
moment that passed. Tate was a bitch at times, but she was still his daughter. He’d
do anything for her even though she pissed him off. There were times he
wondered what Murphy saw in her and if he could think that then he knew the guy
loved her.

“What’s Butch saying?” Tiny asked. He was leaving
all of the
information gathering to Alex and Butch. There
was only so much he wanted to be involved in. Butch was risking his life for
the club, and he didn’t want to give away what he knew to anyone else.

“Gonzalez is playing it cool over what happened with
Devil. He knows a hit is going to take place, but he doesn’t know where or
when.” Alex turned the corner. “He’s
laying
low for
now, waiting for his time to strike.”

“What else has Butch said?”

“That when Gonzalez comes out of hiding, we’re all
fucked, but I don’t think that’s an actual threat. Butch is going by his gut
and warning us.”

Tiny nodded. “It makes sense. Devil started stirring a
pot full of shit. It’s only a matter of time before one or all of us end up on
the shit list.”

“You’ve got to think about your allegiance with Devil
and the Chaos Bleeds Crew, Tiny. They’re fucking dangerous. Devil will end up
getting one or all of us killed.”

He glanced toward his former brother-in-law. Alex was
a lot of things, but he was never jealous. Tiny knew if he was talking about
getting rid of Devil, then it was for a good reason.

“Devil’s a friend. I’m not going to cut him off. He’s
been there for The Skulls whenever we’ve needed him.”

“There’s a difference. We’ve never gone hunting for
trouble or for a fight. Devil has. He’s going to start a war with Gonzalez, and
everyone in his path is going to get stung in the process. It’s something
you’re going to need to consider.”

“I’m not turning my back on Devil.”

“Okay, I’ll follow you, but if you put my son or niece
in danger then I’ll fucking take him out. It’s got nothing to do with the club
and more about my own feelings,” he said.