Ride Hard (Condemned Angels MC Series #2) (12 page)

“Jax, that wasn’t the plan!” The other man in the room yelled out.

“I’m changing the fucking plans!” Jax yelled over his shoulder.

“Fuck you!” I shouted, raising my gun at him. The cocking of hammers on Jax’s gun that was in Nicole’s mouth and the gun pointed at my father’s head clicked simultaneously. My eyes shot to my father, he was staring at me. I was unable to read his face. Nicole’s whimpers filled my ears, I could feel my adrenaline pump as I was trying to figure out a quick plan. I wasn’t backing the fuck down. No one threatens my family, my club or my girl and gets the fuck away with it.

Before I had finished my thought process, the next thing I knew, a shot was fired. And it wasn’t from my gun.

Nicole

As soon as that shot rang out, my eyes squeezed shut, my ears ringing. There goes my life; this is how it will end. Once I realized I was still breathing and in no pain, I slowly opened my eyes. It was in just enough time to feel the gun slip from my lips and Jax’s large frame falling on top of me. Jax groaned in pain as I scrambled to push him off me.

Charlie had been the one to fire his gun. Stunning the other men holding Moretti, and the man that bound my wrists, who immediately retaliated. Everything happened so fast, it was a blur. When silence filled the room, that’s when I saw them. Jeremy was kneeling on the floor next to Moretti, who was holding onto a body, and it was Charlie. My hand shot to my mouth as a sob left my lips. Jeremy immediately looked over at me with tears in his eyes. His eyes widened seeing the blood down the front of my tank top. I collapsed onto the floor by the bed, stunned. Jeremy rushed to me, grabbed my face, frantically looking me over.

“Fuck, are you alright, Nic? Are you shot? Are you alright?”  I couldn’t say anything. I was just in complete shock. “Nicole!” Jeremy shook me lightly.

“Yes.” I held onto his shirt as he pulled my bound wrists up over his head, resting my hands around his neck. Smoothing the pad of his rough thumb across my cheekbones, he tilted my mouth up to his and he kissed me. This was unlike any kiss I’d ever experienced with him. It was full of need and desire, as if he was thanking the Gods for me. Pulling away he rested his forehead on mine. Jeremy ducked his head out from under my wrists and used a switchblade to cut the cords from my wrists. I tucked my head into his chest as I looked away from Charlie’s body. He risked his life for his President, the MC, and his family. He made the decision for Jeremy, his Godson.

We both heard Jax’s groan, and turned his way. Jeremy immediately got up and pointed his gun at him.

“Jeremy, no!” I put my hand on the barrel of the gun.

“What the fuck, Nic? Move your goddamned hand.” He looked at me as if I was crazy. And I was.

“Please, don’t. I’ve seen enough. Just let him go,” I pleaded. We stood like that for what seemed like forever. Jeremy’s grip tightened and he was flexing his muscles, and clenching his jaw.

It felt like forever, but Jeremy backed down, and I released the breath that I was holding.

“Get him out of here. I don’t care what you do with him or where you put him; just get him out of my fucking sight,” he told a few of the Prospects that were standing in the doorway.

Moretti ordered men in, Hunter being one of them, to help with the bodies, including our fallen VP. As we exited Jeremy’s room, Moretti cupped the back of Jeremy’s neck, pulling him into a tight embrace. Consoling his son, talking low enough for only him to hear. Jeremy nodded, took the inside neck of his shirt and raised it over the front of his face to wipe his tears.

“Let’s go.” Jeremy looked back at me, holding out his hand. I looked at it, then back up to him. What the hell did this mean for us?

Nicole

Walking hand in hand into Jeremy’s house felt…right. Jeremy seemed to have a million thoughts going through his head. He was quiet. Jeremy was never quiet. Leading me to the upstairs bathroom, he opened the glass door and turned on the nozzle. Soon enough the room was clouding with steam. I leaned on the counter as I watched him walk right up to me and pull my shirt up and over my head. I stood there patiently as he undid the button and zipper on my shorts, pulling them down my legs. I held onto Jeremy’s wide shoulders as I stepped out of them. Even in my bra and underwear, I felt like I had too much clothing on. I wanted him to see all of me.

Reaching behind me, he single handedly unclasped my bra, letting his fingertips trail up my back and hook the loose straps of my bra onto each of his middle fingers. His ran his thumbs over my shoulders, guiding my bra off my body. My eyes drifted closed as he tugged my bikini-styled panties down.

Jeremy took a step back from me. His hands gripped the hem of his shirt. Agonizingly slow, he peeled the shirt from his body. His tattoos, old and new were exposed to me. His detailed black and gray tattooed sleeve had my full attention. My eyesight dropped to his hands, which currently sat on his belt buckle. Jeremy’s actions paused, causing me to dart my eyes up to his. A smirk played out on his lips. He knew the fucking effect he had on me when he had no clothing on.

I licked my lips, which encouraged him to drop his pants. Muscular thighs in dark gray briefs, then they were gone. Mother of God! I swear if I still had my panties on they would shoot right off my body.

Jeremy grabbed my hand and led me into the glass encased standing shower. Jeremy stepped in under the hot stream of water, his back to me as he rested his palms on the tiled wall. Letting his head hang, I watched the water trickle down his neck, over his wide tattooed shoulders and down his bare back and taut ass. He could seriously crack a walnut with those buns of steel. Biting my lip, I tiptoed my way over to him.

Placing my palms on his shoulder blades, I kissed the dip of his spine. I pressed my naked body against his, even standing behind his tall stature I felt safe. Smoothing my hands down and around his sides, I held onto his ribs, right below his pectorals as I turned my head to the side and flattened my cheek to his back. Jeremy let one of his hands drop down from the wall to hold onto where mine were interlaced over his ribcage. Tugging me to move around to the front of him, he grabbed my body wash and loofa. He cleansed away the dried blood on my chest and neck. I’ve never seen this side of him, gentle and broken. My heart ached for his loss.

Charlie has ridden with Moretti since I can remember. He was part of their family. I don’t want to even know what this will mean for the club, or Jeremy. In knowing him, he will seek revenge. I can’t lose him.

After Jeremy rinsed my hair of shampoo and conditioner, I switched spots with him. I mimicked the cleansing ritual for him, rinsing him of today’s horror. The basin of the shower was running red with Charlie’s blood. Turning to face me, he bent his head back to rinse. Squeegeeing his face down with the web between his thumb and pointer finger he finally looked at me. His grey eyes were brimmed pink; I wanted to take his pain away.

Popping up onto my toes, I pressed my body into his. His large frame encased me, making me feel petite and protected in his arms. He wrapped those arms around me, pressing his arousal into my abdomen. Cupping his face, my gaze fell to his full lips. This time, I didn’t wait for him; I made the move this time. I captured his bottom lip between mine. Gripping the nape of his neck, I pulled him down to me and something in Jeremy flipped like a switch. He grabbed my hair and kissed me hungrily. His aggressive side was coming out.

Forcing my mouth open, he massaged my tongue with his. The stubble on his face made my skin sensitive. I nibbled at his bottom lip, sucking on it like a damn chicken bone. Jeremy’s hands slid down my backside to grip my ass. He immediately turned us to the side, pushing my back up against the cold tiled wall. I gasped from the cold. He hitched my right leg up, and bent down between my legs. On his knees in front of me, he spread my folds open to get to his destination. Jeremy latched onto my clit, causing my back to arch off the wall, and my head to fall back with a moan. He pointed his tongue to make it firm, flicking at my sensitive nub.

“Oh God,” fell from my lips as I threaded my fingers through his thick hair. I pulled his face further to me. Jeremy’s tongue slipped inside of me, my moans echoing off the bathroom walls. He felt my knees go weak, taking that as his cue to get up, or I was going to fall the hell over and ride his face. I pulled his face to mine so that I was licking, nibbling, and sucking my own juices off his lips and tongue.

“You like how you taste, baby?” Jeremy smirked.

“Yes. I need you to fuck me now, Jeremy,” I pleaded. In a matter of seconds, the water was shut off, I was hauled out of the shower, Jeremy patted us both down with a fluffy white towel and I was thrown onto his bed. My breasts jiggled as I bounced on his bed. He quickly sheathed himself with a condom.

Nestling between my legs, Jeremy hovered over me. “Nicole?” He positioned himself at my eager entrance. I opened my legs further to him, pushing my heels into his ass but he fought to stay where he was.

“Yes?” A frustrated sigh left my lips as I tried to raise my hips up to him. His hand came forcefully down onto my hip, pressing me back into the bed.

“Today, you interfered with club business.” Seriousness crossed my face, thinking back to my conversation with Nina. I gulped down the guilty taste in my mouth.

“I wasn’t thinking. I just couldn’t see it happen, Jeremy. Not by your hand.” My voice was small, I searched his eyes to try and read him.

“What did Jax say to you before I got there?”

“I overheard him say Nina was his sister.” And they both are related me too.

“Fuck. Anything else?”

“No.” I broke eye contact. Okay, this is killing the mood. I don’t think- no- I know Jeremy didn’t believe me when I answered him. His eyes studied my face.

“I don’t know why you stopped me, but I listened to you. And if you ever interfere with what I do with the club, then we’re going to have some serious issues. But until then, you’re getting fucked hard tonight, because I’ve been waiting too damn long.” Jeremy quickly forced himself back between my thighs and thrust himself into me, taking me by surprise. I gasped, gripping onto his muscular forearms as I tried to quickly accommodate to him. A quick draw out and back in was just enough. My own arousal was coating the both of us.

“Oh God.” I threw my head back as I felt him hit my back wall. At this moment, I didn’t care about the club, Jax, or the fact that I’m a Devil’s MC child. I just wanted Jeremy. We’ve been putting this off for too damn long, and he feels too damn good.

“Fuck, Nic!” Jeremy grunted into my ear as he hitched my legs around his toned waist, burying himself deep inside of me, grinding his pelvis bone up into my sensitive mound. Pushing against his chest, I unlocked my ankles that were around his waist.

JEREMY

“What are you doing?” I demanded while I was in mid-thrust. I grabbed her behind the knee, forcing her leg behind me.

“Let me get on top!” This girl, she was after my own heart. Let me have some fun with her.

“Hell no, I’m running this show, baby.” Her cheeks flushed with frustration as she continued to push on my chest. Wiggling her right knee under my abdomen, she pushed on my right shoulder, while knocking my left arm out from underneath me, causing me to fall to my left shoulder. Nicole quickly maneuvered her strong legs so that I somehow ended up underneath her, and she was in reverse cowgirl position. Fuck me, she looked gorgeous from this angle.

She shimmied down my lap so that she straddled me mid-thigh and held onto my knees as I spread my legs as far apart as I could underneath her. Her perfectly round ass was propped, waiting for a spanking. So I took the opportunity to lay my hand firmly across her cheek, resulting in a moan and her head to fall back. Her long hair cascaded down her bare back. Well shit, if I knew she liked it like this, I would have been smacking the shit out of that ass a long time ago.

She started to work and roll her hips; leaning forward she quickly found her momentum. Nicole worked her tight pussy over my cock. Raising my head, I watched as our bodies worked together, making my dick twitch. Her hips rolled as if she were up on a pole, my pole. Gripping her ass, I pulled her down onto me as I thrust my hips upward, and I ran the pad of my thumb up the crease of her backside. Spreading her cheeks, I palmed the dimples on her back, inserting my thumb into her.

“Jeremy!” she cried out, and fuck, did it sound perfect coming from her mouth. I could feel her inner walls flex around me. Pressing my thumb further, I could feel my dick moving in and out of Nicole through her walls. That shit felt crazy. Feeling my balls drawing up, I knew I was close. Then I felt her small hand massage my balls. Shit.

“Baby, you keep that up and I’m going to fucking blow.”

“Good.” She peeked over her shoulder, and seeing those baby blues did me in. I held her still as I blew my load into the condom. My climax must have set her off, because next thing I knew, her pussy was convulsing around me, milking me for anything left. Her pussy was like a vice grip. She chanted a string of curses and my name as she came down.