Seize Me Part 16

"In a hurry baby?" He chuckles.

"Yes," I breathe.

Braxxon's head goes to the crook of my neck where he licks and sucks as one of his hands trail up my body. His touch is like crack; his hands created to drive women crazy.

"How does my Winter want it?" he growls huskily into my skin.

I press my cheek to his, bringing my lips to his ear. "Slow."

Braxxon lets out another growl as he lifts me up. My legs wrap around his waist as he stands, walks us over to the bed, and lays me back gently. I hear the sound of his boots. .h.i.tting the floor and his belt and zipper before he's naked in front of me. He's so d.a.m.n s.e.xy it should be illegal. His gray eyes are holding me, caging me like an animal as his hands trail up my legs, stopping at my thighs. I close my eyes as his body hovers over mine. It's almost too much. His touch mixed with his gray gaze. When the tip of his c.o.c.k positions itself at my core I bite my lip and hard from nervousness and excitement.

"Hit me with the gold, baby."

Oh G.o.d. I open my eyes, and he's staring down at me as he slowly enters. His gray eyes trained on my gold ones. Braxxon moves at a pace so slow I would almost think he's making love to me. His eyes leave mine and travel the length of my scar that almost matches his and I grip his cheek hard bringing his gaze back to mine.

"Don't."

He shakes whatever thought he was having out as I wrap one of my legs around his hip. I need him deeper.

"Winter," he moans closing his eyes.

My name mixed in with his moan is so satisfying. This man has slept with hundreds of women and yet my touch, my body can do that to him. I use all my strength to flip us over so that I'm on top. I prop myself on my knees, putting a little distance away from our adjoined bodies. I rotate my hips letting his c.o.c.k stretch me before I quickly drop down.

"I thought you wanted it slow," he croaks.

"I've changed my mind." I pant as I start bouncing harder. "I just need you."

Braxxon's hands come straight to my a.s.s as he rolls us to our sides. His forehead pressing against mine as he rhythmically pounds into me. I reach behind me and in between my legs where his b.a.l.l.s are quickly slapping against my flesh and I grip them lightly.

"Oh f.u.c.k... baby, you can't do that," he growls, his forehead is still against mine.

I give another squeeze, and he speeds up his pace even more. I start rotating them in the palm of my hand.

One of his hands leaves my a.s.s and I almost protest, but stop as his fingers find and work my c.l.i.t into a frenzy.

"Oh G.o.d," I cry out as my body starts to quiver.

"That's it baby. Soak my c.o.c.k in your p.u.s.s.y juices."

Oh, s.h.i.t. "Don't stop, don't f.u.c.king stop," I moan out as my body heats all over and my eyes threaten to roll to the back of my head. I grip his b.a.l.l.s tighter as his fingers pinch my c.l.i.t and we're both shouting out our release.

My G.o.d that was amazing. We're both panting and with each one of Braxxon's pants, his flaccid c.o.c.k tickles the inside of my core. My CD stops and I giggle.

"I totally couldn't hear the music playing."

Braxxon's gray eyes smile at me as he brings his lips to mine. It's a slow kiss, nothing with tongue, but with his lips just resting against mine. I bring out my tongue and flick the chain on his piercings with it causing him to chuckle.

"I need sleep. Your p.u.s.s.y wears me out," he says against my lips and tongue. "Time to cuddle, Angel."

I say nothing as he reaches for the sheet covering us up. Once again, he wants to sleep buried deep inside me. When he's satisfied with the sheet placement, he wraps his arms around me and intertwines our feet together.

"Night baby," he quietly says into my ear.

"Night Brax."

"Wake the f.u.c.k up, Prez!" Someone is shouting.

Braxxon and I sit up fast. ZZ is going through Braxxon's drawers, snagging out clothes and tossing them onto the bed.

"Snake shot up my f.u.c.king parents' house. My pop was shot!"

"Tatiana," I cry out.

"No, she's with Lana. She wanted to help her unpack and take care of Pyro. Thank f.u.c.king s.h.i.t!"

"f.u.c.k man... just go; I'll get the brothers." Braxxon jumps up totally naked.

ZZ says nothing as he bounds outta the room and down the steps. I can't believe someone was stupid enough to shoot Phil.

"Every time we have s.e.x something bad happens," I whisper. "I need to go. Berry will need someone."

"Hurry and get dressed then, Angel. I gotta wake up the brothers," he says toeing his boots. "And grab your f.u.c.king gun. I don't need to tell you what this means."

No he doesn't. It's not going to be quiet anymore. s.h.i.t is going to be ten times worse. Snake went after the club's family members. What we did was payback for the s.h.i.t that happened to me, and now this is just the blowback from it. I dig around for some of my sweats and a tee shirt. Once I get them on, I grab my shoulder gun holster and slip it on. I get my gun out and slide it in the holster, checking the safety first. I find my shoes and hop towards the bedroom door trying to get them on. I'm barely down the steps and outta the clubhouse before bikes start taking off. I run towards Braxxon, and he hands me a helmet.

"Seriously? You wanna waste time with a f.u.c.king helmet?"

"Put the f.u.c.ker on, Angel."

Okay then. I throw the helmet on top of my head before climbing on the back of his bike. It takes him no time to throttle her into gear and take off outta the compound. I've never ridden a bike going this fast before but I can understand the hurry. I don't think any of us are prepared for what we see when we pull up to Berry's and Phil's house. Berry is hysterically crying in ZZ's arms as a stretcher with a body on it rolls away and we all know that it's Phil. I jump off the bike and run towards Berry. I reach her and gently coax her away from ZZ, who is standing there in shock.

"ZZ," I whisper. "Go talk with Brax."

"Yes ma'am."

"He killed him." Berry sobs in my arms. This feeling of hers is something I've experienced before. Seeing someone you love killed, murdered right before your eyes. Sniper walks up and hands me a set of keys.

"Take her back to the clubhouse. These are her keys to her Lincoln." With that, he's gone. I start moving her towards the silver Lincoln Navigator. I hit the unlock b.u.t.ton on the alarm pad hanging from the keys, open the pa.s.senger door and help her in the SUV. As soon as she's in the seat, I help buckle her belt before closing the door.

"Angel," Braxxon says walking up towards me. "Shadow is going to follow you. Don't stop for no one, do you hear me? Keep that gun on you. Do not take it off."

"I understand Brax. I'll be okay," I a.s.sure him.

"I know," he sighs running a hand through his hair. "Get her back to the club and just be careful. I gotta get back to this s.h.i.t. f.u.c.k," he roars walking away.

"C'mon Winter. It's not safe outside right now," Shadow says behind me and I whirl around. Jesus and I wonder where he got his f.u.c.king name!

"Shadow." I scowl.

"Ma'am." He just grins.

"I'm not a ma'am. I'm only a year older than you!"

"Okay Winter... how about this... you get your pretty a.s.s into the Navigator so that my Prez doesn't have my b.a.l.l.s, yeah?"

"Thank you," I say opening the pa.s.senger door and climb in.

Once in, I put the keys in the ignition and start the vehicle up. I look over at Berry who is silently sobbing against the window. She looks so much older right now. No words will make this woman feel better. I know that. It's best to ride back to the clubhouse in silence. I keep an eye on Shadow following behind us on his bike as we make our way back. Last thing we need is to be stopped by one of Snake's f.u.c.ktards or to be followed with only Shadow to help us.

I pull the Navigator straight up to the clubhouse doors, and Shadow is at Berry's door in an instant helping her down.

"Take her to Phil's room and give her this," Shadow says pa.s.sing Berry's body to me and handing me a small pill. "It'll knock her out."

The prospects see us coming, and help me with her. They lead her straight into Phil's apartment; I grab a bottle of water and trail behind them. The prospects excuse themselves, leaving me alone with a weeping Berry. I twist the cap off the bottle of water and sit down next to her. I open the palm of my other hand revealing a small pill. She takes the pill along with the bottle of water from my other hand.

She lays down after handing the drink back to me. I sit and wait for her to sob herself to sleep or for the pill to knock her out. I'm shocked at how quickly it works. When she's lightly snoring, I slip outta her room and to the bar where Shadow and the prospects are sitting.

"What the h.e.l.l was that?" I ask.

"Something very strong," Shadow says.

"I figured that part," I smart back as I grab a bottle of whiskey, twist the top of and down a gulp. Shadow reaches for it and does the same. The prospects sit quietly, no doubt waiting for orders of some sort.

The clubhouse door flies open hitting the wall signaling that someone has entered and Shadow doesn't move so I a.s.sume he knows who it is.

Tatiana, Lana, and Pyro come straight in.

"Where is she?" Tatiana cries. I nod my head towards the hall, and she runs in that direction.

"This s.h.i.t is f.u.c.king insane! I can't believe this is our life now," Lana cries as Pyro leads her away and down the hall.

"f.u.c.k," I whisper and yank the bottle away from Shadow when I see Rockette walk in the door. I point in the direction of where Berry and Tatiana are and she nods silent thanks as she wipes tears from her eyes. I look over at Shadow and the prospects and ask. "You guys don't have any family to notify to get to safety do you?"

The prospects nod no and Shadow just stares me down.

"This is my family," he says simply before standing up to look at something on the monitor behind me. I turn and peer up at it to see the guys pulling back in.

"Here we go," I murmur.

I'm sitting on the back of Braxxon's bike as we all ride to the cemetery. Charters from all over are here, and the funeral was beautiful. Berry hasn't said one word to anyone since three nights ago when I brought her back to the clubhouse. Braxxon and ZZ planned everything and the prospects made hundreds of calls out, letting the other charters know about the murder of an original member. To say we all loved this man would be an understatement. There are literally hundreds of us escorting him to his final resting place. Braxxon and I are riding right behind ZZ on his bike, who is riding behind the limo with Tatiana and Berry inside. All I know is the club is back on lockdown, and there is no way anyone is getting in or out of there without someone noticing. Braxxon and the brothers have already started retaliation. They are slowly breaking down all of Snake's connections and it worries me being out in the public like this where something can go wrong and ruin Phil's funeral.

As we park in a line, throttle down, and make our way to his plot, I realize Snake would have to be an idiot to start something with hundreds of Breakneck charter members around today. Braxxon sits me down in a chair and stands beside me. The rest of the guys do the same with the ol' ladies and daughters. After the preacher says his prayers and before we lower Phil's casket into the ground, the bikers put a Breakneck flag across the top of it. The broken-necked skeleton flag is secure, they start lowering the casket down. Once it stops, we ladies pick up our roses and toss them down. ZZ, Tatiana, and Berry stay behind, and we give them their privacy. Braxxon gives orders for two of the other charters to hold back and escort the family home, but to give them enough privacy while keeping them safe. This day is sad enough with it being Tatiana's eighteenth birthday.

"I said I don't give a f.u.c.k how much the s.h.i.t costs! Take that f.u.c.king pipeline too," I roar into the prepay. It's been two f.u.c.king weeks since Phil's murder and what a long two weeks. I've taken over fifteen of Snake's connections and have sold them to Petra. I'm breaking that b.a.s.t.a.r.d down to try to draw him outta hiding. The little p.u.s.s.y b.i.t.c.h can rape girls and kill sleeping men, but he doesn't have the b.a.l.l.s to f.u.c.king show himself. I throw my prepay onto the chapel table as Winter peeks into the room.

"You okay?" Winter asks.

"I'm okay baby." I motion for her to come to me. Winter takes a seat on my lap, and I twirl her hair around in my fingers. "I'm taking Sniper, Shadow, and ZZ out for a bit. I have some business to take care of. Do you need anything?"

"Just for you to come back," she says truthfully and that does something to me. She worries about me and I hate that. My Angel has been through enough s.h.i.t.

"Mmm... I'll be back," I say nuzzling her neck. I'm such a b.a.s.t.a.r.d. I f.u.c.king love this girl but I won't tell her.

"Okay babe...go get your business done so you get back to me quicker." She giggles as I lick her neck.

"Yes ma'am," I murmur knowing she hates that s.h.i.t.

"Braxxon," she warns hopping up from my lap. Instantly, I regret calling her ma'am because she's left my body. "Seriously, go get your s.h.i.t done. The Doc is stopping by to check on me and to check out Berry. He'll probably prescribe her some anxiety meds and s.h.i.t."

Why does the Doc need to see Angel? Winter must see that question written all across my face because she smiles.

"He's just checking out the scar tissue on my chest and s.h.i.t. Geez, such a f.u.c.king worry wart," she mumbles walking outta the chapel.

"Just say the words next time you p.u.s.s.y a.s.s b.i.t.c.h," I scold myself aloud.

The only good thing about today is that some of the business I have to take care of is scoping out a location for the girls club. s.h.i.t may be on lockdown but that doesn't mean I gotta stop planning our f.u.c.king lives. If my Angel wants a club, then she's getting a club.

Before I head to the s.p.a.ce that I want to look at for Angel, we head to a location that we believe is one of Snake's locations based on a tip we received. All four of us hop off our bikes and make our way inside the warehouse. As we enter another door, a doorman tries to stop us, but he accepts a payoff instead. This makes me wonder where all this is going. We make our way inside the main part of the warehouse and peepshow rooms surround the area. Almost all the girls look cracked out. I tell Sniper to case the place. We can easily take this one of Snake's businesses and aren't leaving here until it's ours.

Sniper comes back with a gun held to some dude's head. "This is Snake's manager," he smirks.

"Ah... well. Snake's little peep show manager, this place is closed; out you go," I say as Sniper pistol-whips him and just like that, he's out cold.

"Three security guards, two bartenders and thirteen working girls," Shadow says from right behind me. f.u.c.k if Angel isn't right about that being the perfect name for him.

"Get rid of them," I say as I start walking up to the peep show boxes and telling the perverts to get the f.u.c.k out.

I take turns knocking on each gla.s.s box with my gun, motioning for the girls to come out. Shadow, Sniper, and ZZ come back and let me know the club's empty and the employees don't actually seem all that concerned about what Snake might think. ZZ says that one of the guards says he hasn't seen Snake in months, and s.h.i.t's falling apart anyway.

"Shadow, call Winter, Lana, Tatiana, Bom Bom, Creamy and even Berry. And have Winter call the f.u.c.king Doc. We're gonna need all the help with these girls we can get. Have the prospects, Rob, and Hammer escort them here."

Even though I'm shutting down another one of his money grabbers, I can't be f.u.c.king happy because Snake's girls look f.u.c.king horrific. I don't know how in the h.e.l.l this place was even bringing anything in.

"What's your name sugar?" I ask a blond who looks the most alive.

She looks at me with glossed eyes. "c.u.n.t, Wh.o.r.e, b.i.t.c.h, s.l.u.t, p.u.s.s.y, take your pick."

Jesus!

"Your real name hunny," I say.

"Storm," she says with irritation.

"That's not your real name."

"It might as well be. My momma always used to say giving birth to me caused her all kinds of a s.h.i.t storm. So there you have it."

"Braxxon!" I hear Winter call out.