Tangled in a Web of Lies (22 page)

Odin’s fist slams into the side of Cole’s head. Someone screams, but all he can see is red as he jumps on top of Cole and hits him again. Cole spits out a mouth of blood, smiling arrogantly up at Odin.

“Bout time you showed up,” he says, sending Odin overboard. Odin grabs Lila off the bike, tosses her over his shoulder and hauls her away from the crowd of people still cheering them on. She screams playfully, like this is a joke.

As soon as they’re out of hearing range from the crowd, he sets Lila on her feet.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he demands.

“Nothing!” she slurs, that seductive little smile plastered on her face.

“Taking your fucking dress off in front of all my brothers, and letting Cole grab your tits, ain’t fucking nothing!” Odin hisses, his fists clenched with anger.

She stares at him blankly like a scolded child. She never used to be this defiant. All of Cole’s words come back to him,
are you ready to watch her walk away? You need to get right by it.

Odin grabs hold of her neck, surprising even himself at the level of force behind his grip. But Lila’s eyes go lazy, staring at him with a daring little smile.

Her hand wraps around his wrist, and her big brown eyes stare up at him. There’s a voice inside in him, telling him to squeeze tighter.
Own her, dominate her, suffocate her if you have to. Just don’t let her slip away.

His hand constricts around her throat until her breath stops beneath his palm. She should be fucking terrified of him. More than one person has chocked to death in these hands. But her gaze never changes from seductive, daring him to keep going.

“Fuck!” he yells, dropping his hand and grabbing her by the wrist. He needs to fuck her, needs to remind her where her place is. Or maybe it’s his place that needs assuring. He stalks back toward the RV, dragging her along behind him.

He pries the RV door open. Inside, Cole is leaning against the counter and Keila is on her knees, sucking him off. His hand on her head pulling her into him. He smiles at Odin with a swollen lip, nodding once at Lila.

“Keep your fucking eyes to yourself!” Odin hisses at Cole as he closes the door behind Lila.

Cole flips him the middle finger with his free hand, before closing his eyes and resting his head against the cupboard.

Lila is still only wearing her underwear, as Odin pulls her onto the couch.

“Sit on me backwards,” he tells her. He slips her panties down as she turns to face the door. With one hand, he pulls his thick cock out of his pants. The other he uses to ease her down on him.

He glides into her pussy, and slams home so hard she screams. He quickly clamps his hand over her mouth, muffling her screams. His thrusts come violently, filled with the rage of a man who knows his woman has been raped. Again, no matter how hard he tries to bury himself inside her, he can’t bury the image in his head of Jaime fucking her. He tries to swallow it back, and concentrate, but the deep concentration only makes him rougher.

Her muffled moans echo through the RV. As if it’s a competition, Cole pulls Keila up to her feet, then hoists her onto counter. He takes her place on his knees, and starts lapping at her pussy.

Odin smiles inwardly. Who can make their girl scream louder, is a game he’s won before. He releases Lila’s mouth and runs his hand down her body, stopping to firmly squeeze her breast. His free hand moves to grope her other boob, taking her nipples between his fingers. Lila moans as he pinches them, and gasps even louder when he sets them free. He sucks on her neck, working every angle of her body. Her senses are inebriated and easily manipulated. Her pussy pulses around him, pulling him deeper. One of his hands slips down her waist, stroking between her wide spread thighs. He pulls his cock out for a second to rub it on her clit. It leaves a slick coat on her skin. He glides himself back inside her, regaining his quick rhythm. Her moans get louder, matching Keila’s as his fingers massage her clit.

She rides him hard, grinding herself against his hand. He lets her have it for a minute rubbing her hard as he powers into her. But when she gets close to cumming, he pinches her clit. She screams in pain and frustration, but knows it’s his way of telling her to wait.

She tries to regain her breath. He holds her in his palm, but doesn’t touch her. His cock continues moving in and out with force. Part of him wants her to know what it’s like to be this fucking horny and not be able to cum.

After a few minutes he starts playing with her again. Her tight, warm pussy squeezes around him, as his fingers move over her clit. But the second her body starts to tense in his arms, he stops.

“Fuck!” she screams, and he smiles because as of now, he is winning.

Cole pushes two fingers into Keila’s pussy while his tongue swirls around her. It’s her weak spot, and he knows it. She moans wildly for a few seconds before she cums into his mouth, screaming his name.

No where near finished, Cole pulls Keila off the counter and turns her around. Leaning her over the small island in the RV’s kitchen, he thrusts himself into her ass.

“Odin! Please!!!” Lila begs out loud, desperate for an orgasm. In response to her begging, Odin slaps her clit and her entire pussy clenches around him. “Please!” she begs again, gaining another slap between her legs. He can tell it hurts, but she likes it.

Then he takes his hand off her pussy all together, and uses it to grope her breast, slapping it playfully in his palm. Her head falls back onto his shoulder, and looks over at Cole who has Keila doubled over the counter with his dick in her ass. Her screams sound painful. Cole looks over Keila’s shoulder to glace at Lila. A huge smile takes his face at the sight of her naked, bouncing on Odin’s dick.

Odin quickly snatches Lila by her hair. “Don’t fucking look at him!” he orders. “Get on your fucking knees!”

“Lila is quick to obey but she casts him a needy glace before she takes his dick into her mouth.

“That’s it baby, take my cock!” he says over the sound of Keila, screaming.

Lila’s lips move down his shaft. She’s has a hard time swallowing him. The few times he managed to get his cock down her throat, she choked. But it turned him on even more to feel her choking around him.

“Does that taste good baby?” he asks as her tongue moves along his head. She nods her head with her mouth full. “That’s ‘cause it taste like you babe.” He takes a hand full of her hair in his hand, using to guide her up and down.

Meanwhile, Cole turns Keila around to face him. He eases into her pussy and her moans return to those of pleasure. She tosses her head back, enjoying the sensation of him inside of her.

Odin’s cock swells in Lila’s mouth. He gazes down at her perfect lips, wrapped around him, feeling his balls get tighter. Her mouth was like magic, the way she gave head could make him forget almost anything. He leans his head back on the couch, concentrating on the sensation. He moves her head up and down, trying to push a little further each time. It feels fucking good, and she moves faster, feeling him getting close. He pulls her head down hard, and his cock slips into her throat. He takes her in both his hands, fucking her face hard for a few seconds while she chokes around his cock. It’s so hot he almost spills into her mouth.

Her lips make a smacking sound, and she gasps when he quickly pulls her off of him. He quickly pushes her onto the floor and makes his way on top of her, spreading her legs apart. He enters her once, then sits back on his knees, pulling her hips up to his waist. His thumb moves to her clit, rubbing hard over the swollen little nub. Lila cries and begs as he fucks her hard into the floor.

Trying to keep up, Cole also moves his thumb in between him and Keila.  She’s already wet, having cum already. He pushes for another orgasm, massaging in small tight circles as he eases in and out of her. She moans louder, but it’s nothing compared to Lila.

Odin’s fucking her hard, trying to finish what he started in her mouth. And it works. Her body clenches down as her orgasm sweeps through her. His thumb moves fast and hard.

“Cum baby! Cum for Daddy!” he commands and she loses it, screaming louder than the music outside when she cums. She explodes all around him, gushing, pulsing and it finally happens. Odin bursts inside her, finally taking release as he pumps her full. His heart beats fast and hard in his chest as his orgasm seizes him. Lila finishes with one last scream that ends everything. Then everything is silent. Odin looks up to find Cole and Keila both starring at them.

“Winner,” says Cole with a wink. Lila doesn’t seem to notice as she sinks onto the floor. Odin doesn’t bother pulling her onto the couch. Instead he takes the blanket and lies beside her on the floor, wrapping her in his arms.

***

I can hear music coming from the stages as soon as I wake up. Odin is still asleep, sprawled out on the floor, and I’m laying facedown with my head on his chest. I can hear Cole and Keila behind me, just starting to stir around the RV’s small kitchen.

“Stop staring,” Keila scolds.

“After the fist to the face I took last night, I’ll stare all I want to. Think she works out?”

“No. And you’re a pig,” says Keila like it’s nothing new.

That’s when I realize that the small blanket Odin and I shared last night, has slid sideways, and my bare ass is exposed. Cole is checking me out. I turn my head to glare at him.

“Morning sweet butt,” he says with a smug grin, pulling a mug of coffee to his lips.
Sweet butt
, that’s what we call club whores.

“Go fuck yourself!” I pull the blanket around me, picking Odin’s pants up off the floor and laying them over his morning wood before I get up and head into the bathroom with my backpack.

“Want some coffee?” asks Keila as I step into the bathroom.

“No thanks. I have the hangover from hell.”

When I come out, Shannon is awake, handing out sports drinks as hangover cures. Odin’s sitting on the couch shirtless, and Keila is standing over the stove making breakfast. I take a seat at the table with Cole and Micah.

“Quite the scream match in here last night. Glad to know my boys have some game,” says Shannon, and I feel myself blush. I hadn’t realized her and Micah were in the backroom last night when the four of us turned the front of the RV into a fuck pad.

“What can I say, I’m a screamer,” Keila says, winking at Shannon.

“No doubt!” says Micah, and I look at Odin who has the same expression of ‘oh my god, are we really talking about this with my parents?’ plastered on his face.

“I don’t know babe, I think Lila has you beat in the screaming bitch department,” says Cole, and I bury my head in my hands, fighting off my embarrassment.

“Fuck yeah she does!” Shannon quickly agrees.

“I dunno, I think you’re the loudest screaming bitch I’ve ever known,” Odin takes a shot at Cole.

“I second that!” yells Micah and we all start laughing at Cole who defends himself with,

“Only when I get shot!” Which only makes it funnier.

Damien and Ashley join us in the RV for breakfast, but when we’re finished eating, Micah asks us girls to give them a minute. As we are stepping out, Felix is making his way inside, and I have a pretty good idea what they have to talk about. I wish I could listen in, but that’s not how it works. I follow the ladies into the crowd of backstage campers, some already partying, and others still passed out all over the place.

I spot Kelli sitting next to some sweet butts who are smoking a joint, and I join them. I notice one of them is wearing my dress from yesterday that I had left on the ground, but I don’t say anything.
Club whores,
I roll my eyes, taking the joint from her hand.

Devil’s Cut

Felix steps into the RV, locking the door behind him.

“Any word from home?” asks Micah, but Felix shakes his head. “I talked to Eli before we left, told him about our move on Jaime. He was good with it, but he made it very clear that we don’t make a move on Rick without a vote.”

Everyone shakes their head in understanding, including Odin. But secretly, he’d put a bullet in Rick’s head if he had the chance and he wouldn’t give a fuck about the vote. Fuck politics.

“Fish also visited Eli, gave him some info on how the cops came to find Jaime’s body. It looks like Rick called in an anonymous tip. Cops didn’t find Jaime in the same barrel, or the same location that Fish and I left him in. Maybe Rick wanted to put them on a different trail, so he could exact his own revenge on the Kings.”

“Any reason why he’d call the cops at all?” asks Damien, voicing the question all the boys have in their head.

“Found out before we left, they’re planning a closed casket funeral for Jaime this coming weekend,” Fish explains. “Most likely, Rick wants the rest of the family to know he’s dead and not missing. So he calls the cops and makes it look like a mystery as to who killed him. That way, he can bury him in the cemetery with Ned, the right way.

It makes sense, wanting to bury his son properly, and be able to take out revenge on the Kings without tripping the cops radar.

“Why not an open casket funeral?” Cole jokes, and everyone snickers.

“Smart ass,” says Micah.

“Not much left to that corpse,” says Odin, recalling what Jaime looked like when he sealed the lid on his barrel.

“All of us should be at the funeral. Jaime is still the son of a brother. As far as he knows, we have no idea what happened, we need to act like we aren’t the ones responsible.”

“Attend the funeral? Jaime lost his patch, why should he get club support?” asks Damien.

“It’s not for Jaime, it’s for Rick. He needs to know we, along with the rest of the club, have his back,” explains Felix.

“Yeah,” Micah agrees, “That’s the only way to keep him from getting suspicious.”

“Exactly. Fish told Eli that the Kings are denying having anything to do with Jaime’s death. Of course, even if they had killed him they’d most likely deny it. Fish asked Eli’s permission to start picking up Kings, for questioning. Knowing that they’ll most likely discover the truth, Eli denied that request. Jaime didn’t die a Bandit, therefore there’s no reason to start stirring up shit with the Kings over his death. But that won’t keep Rick from kicking up shit anyways, that’s why it’s so important we attend the funeral.” Then Micah looks directly at Odin. “I hear the cops showed up to Lila’s house.”

“Yeah. Lila told them Jaime had a beef with the Kings,” Odin confirms.

“You tell her to say that?” asks Micah suspiciously.

Odin hesitates, casting a knowing look at Cole who gives away nothing.

“No,” he says truthfully.

“Wow. That’s almost too perfect,” says Micah, giving him a questioning look.

Odin shrugs and when no one is looking, he casts another accusing look at Cole.

“No one will expect Lila to be at the funeral. I don’t think it would trigger any suspicion if the two of you happened to be out of town that weekend.” Micah gives Odin an easy out, knowing he’d never be able to keep his cool around Rick.

“On that note, maybe you should take the whole week, or even two. Give us time to bring the vote to the table, or figure out some kind of work around.”

“Yeah, okay.” Odin agrees.

The guys start to pile out of the RV, but Micah asks Odin to stay behind a minute. When they’re alone, Micah asks

“Was Lila coached on what to tell the cops?”

“No.”

“Did you tell her we’re pinning Jaime’s death on the Kings?”

“No. I haven’t said a word about it to her.”

“Seems like a big coincidence,” Micah eyes Odin speculatively.

“If she knows anything about it, she didn’t hear it from me. I wouldn’t lie to you,” says Odin sincerely, keeping Cole’s secret behind the truth.

“Your Ma mentioned that Lila got fired from the Elk Lodge.”

Her boss had actually called to offer her job back to her. Guess he felt bad after she ended up in the hospital. It was nice of him, but Odin doesn’t want her going back to work there. He wants her all to himself.

“Yeah. Took too much time off.”

“Well your Ma had a pretty good idea. Girls have been busy running the office. Keila’s great at handling customers, but shit with the computer. Why don’t you see if Lila wants to come work for us. The girls can teach her how to run the system.”

Asking Lila to come work for Harding Brothers is Micah’s way of welcoming her into the family, making her an official old lady. Never in his life did Odin think he’d want a bitch that close, but the thought of having Lila always at an arm’s reach would be relief. It’s the perfect solution to her wanting to work, and him wanting her close.

“Put a job proposal together. I’ll put it to her. I think she’d be great in the office,” Odin agrees. “I better get back out there,” he says, hearing Hatebreed take the stage. “Lila gets as drunk as she was last night, I’m gonna have to put my brother in the ground.”

Micah laughs. “She ain’t got shit on your Ma. Woman collapsed twice yesterday, got up and got right back to it!”

“Yea, Mom’s a fish!” Odin jokes.

Odin finds Shannon and Keila in the crowd close to the second stage.

“Where’s Lila?” he asks, and Keila points toward the mosh pit. As Odin gets closer, he sees Lila arm and arm with Cole, shoving their way through the pit. Cole has his arm around Lila’s waist, and a seed of jealousy plants in Odin. After last night, he doesn’t want Cole’s hands anywhere near his woman. Odin’s sharing days are behind him.

Odin throws himself in the pit, shoving Cole hard as he grasps Lila’s hand, holding her upright as Cole is jolted forward. Cole turns to throw a punch, but stops when he sees Odin standing behind him with a territorial look on his face. Cole smiles mischievously and flips him the middle finger before turning, and resuming his march through the mosh pit.
Fucker!

By nightfall, Five Finger Death Punch has the stage, driving the crowd wild. Lila stands next to Odin, singing along to
Bad Company,
The unofficial outlaw anthem. It becomes clearer to him than ever before, while Lila holds her devil horns in the air, her back pressed up against him singing her heart out, that she’s the one. He doesn’t deserve her, but she’s his old lady. He no longer has to watch Cole and Micah enviously, with that sick feeling in his gut telling him he’ll forever be alone. His grip around her waist tightens.

Then it dawns on him, a way to bring her closer, a way to forever bond her to him. He’ll take her home, back to Louisiana. He’s known for years that eventually he’d have to go back and face those demons. He’ll take her with him. If it doesn’t break them, it will make them stronger. And if she still wants him when it’s over, he’ll brand her. Nothing says mine like burning his name into her flesh. But he’ll only do it if she can pass the test. If she still loves him after she sees first hand who he used to be, then she is most definitely the one, deserving of his brand.