Loving Nicole (24 page)

“One, I’m ecstatic, freaking over the moon that you plan on having sex with me again and I don’t have to fight shit to get us there.”

“Dragon….” He stops my reply with a finger on my lips. It should annoy me but instead, my inner hussy opens my mouth and sucks his finger inside.

His eyes go dark and swirly. So, good girl that I am? I suck harder and wrap my tongue around it.
Yum.

“Jesus,” Dragon mutters and I can’t help but smile as I release his finger with a pop. He shakes his head.

“And two, mark this down, Nicole… I am not now, nor ever will be pulling out and giving up your warm, wet pussy, to leave my soldiers cold. Not going to happen. Unless it’s to cum on your face and tits, so I can slide my cock in between them and go for round two…I might could for that,” Dragon says, staring at my breasts like a drowning man looking at a life preserver that is just out of reach.

I close my eyes and picture what he is saying and swear that one touch could rocket me out of the stratosphere. This man is definitely my kryptonite.

I open my eyes to find him laughing. He picks me up and pushes me against my car. My legs go around him and my fingers plow into the hair on each side of his face. His eyes are lit up. Happy. Dragon is happy. It speaks to me. It makes me feel…
complete
.

“I’ve missed you, Mama. I’ve missed you so fucking much,” he says, bending down to press our lips together. I open for him without thinking and the kiss is heated, but also sweet and slow. It’s about the two of us being together again. It’s the sweetest kiss I’ve ever had.

“We still need to figure some things out,” I caution, because I may have decided to take a leap here, but both of us need to learn to open up to the other more.

With one last soft touch of our lips, he lets me slide back down his body. His hand brushes the side of my face, tucking some of my hair behind my ear.

“We will, Mama. Long as we do it together, I’m good.”

“Forever,” I promise.

His smile freezes and then kicks up another notch.

“Fuckin’ A.”

I laugh, shaking my head at him.

“You going to take me home and make good on your promise or what, Dragon?”

“Thinking I should definitely take you home.”

He takes my hand into his and leads me over to the passenger side of his Tahoe.

“You know, you hardly ever ride your bike, lately. It’s like I’m in love with just a regular guy with a nine to five job.”

“Bite your damn tongue. It’s because my woman hasn’t been in any shape to ride with me.”

“I think I just proved I can handle riding on your bike.”

“Then tomorrow, unless we’re needed for Dom, we will go for a ride. Just the two of us.”

“To the Falls?” I ask excitedly, because it’s been so long since we’ve done that.

“Anything you want, Mama,” he says kissing my forehead. He opens the door and I slide in, feeling more my old self than I have since the day Michael Kavanagh’s goon stood at mine and Dani’s table.

“We do have one major problem, Dragon.”

“Just one? Hell, we’re practically home free now,” he says mockingly.

“Sarcasm does nothing for you, sweetheart.”

He shakes his head at me, putting the vehicle in reverse. We drive for a little bit before he finally asks me the question I’ve been waiting for.

“I give, what’s our
major
problem, Mama?”

“We can’t raise Dom at the club, sweetheart. I know it is home to you, but a baby needs a house to grow up in and I don’t want my seven year old wandering out of his room to get a snack and see Twinkies getting it on with some of the men. That is just
not
going to happen.”

Dragon goes silent and I worry a little, but I know I’m right. The club was fine when it was just him and me, but Dom deserves a home. A place to grow and be happy and loved in. All the things Dragon and I never had growing up.

“What if we build a house next to the compound, out back, away from the main grounds? We could put up a big privacy fence, so Dom would be protected from any of the craziness. Plus, it’d be close enough to be protected by the club and the defenses already in place.”

I think about it. I like it. Plus, it’d be close enough that Dani could watch Dom when… shit… Dani.

“Okay, Mama, if you don’t like that we’ll start looking at houses close by.”

“No, no sweetheart, I like the idea—honest. I was just thinking about Dani. I need to talk with her. I’ve not been nice to her lately.”

“She understands. She loves you, Mama.”

“I know…it’s just…we have things to work through. I completely blamed her, and I shouldn’t have. I made my own decisions.”

“It will be okay, Mama,” he says picking up our joined hands and kissing it.

“I know,” I whisper and for the first time in a long time, I believe that.

“Dial Bull and put it on speaker, Mama,” he says motioning to his phone.

I don’t question, I just do it. Honestly, I like holding his hand. I need to be connected to him right now. There’s a part of me that never wants to let him go again. I may have taken a leap, but that fear is still there.

I put the phone on my lap and dial the number. It’s not exactly easy to dial with just one hand.

“Yo,” Bull’s voice comes over the phone.

“Hey man, have the boys pick up Nic’s car after all.”

“Damn man, you’re starting to get annoying.”

“Fuck you,” Dragon says with a laugh.

“No thanks.” Bull retorts.

“Asshole. Did you tell the boys about Church?”

“Yeah man, they want to do it tomorrow. Shit has been up in the air too long.”

“Too fucking bad, I’m taking my woman to visit our son and then we’re going out for the rest of the day. Tell them to shut that shit down. They can bitch Friday. I’m spending time with my woman.”

“You got it.”

The phone clicks off and I sit there looking out the window. I can’t explain it. Maybe my hormones are still wonky, but the fact that he put me before a needed meeting with his men brings a few waterworks out.

“Mama?” He asks when I haven’t spoken for a few minutes.

“Just thinking,” I answer managing to keep the emotion from my words. “How come you need a meeting so urgently?”

Dragon sighs.

My heart drops, expecting to hear him tell me how it’s club business, blah, blah, and freaking blah.

“Crusher. He went off on his own way too much. Put the club in jeopardy, left messes we still need to clean up. He fucked up and he called me out. If I don’t address it Mama, I’ll be viewed as weak.”

I don’t pretend to understand the way the club works—or hell, even men. I just nod. He’s let me in. Something between us has completely shifted. It feels good. So, I lean over and kiss his cheek, while he’s watching the road.

He spares a glance at me and there’s a question in his eyes.

“Hurry home, sweetheart. I really want to see the church table.”

His barking laughter somehow finishes warming me all the way to my soul.
I’m home
.

Dragon

I
can remember
a time when I did not dread church. When coming into my office and sitting around this damn table was relaxing, or at the very least, it felt like I was where I belonged. How long has it been since I had that emotion with church? Since before Irish and his crap-storm? Probably. It sure as hell isn’t today. No, it’s
definitely not
today.

My hand moves over the table in front of me. I’d rather remember the way Nicole looked on this fucking table last night when I tongued that sweet pussy and made her scream, or even the day before. It was so good, I needed it again last night. Fuck, who am I kidding? I’m going to want it again tonight. Except maybe this time, I’ll use the vibrator in her pussy while I fuck her ass. Fuck, my dick is throbbing and this meeting hasn’t even started.

I look over at Crusher. I’ve had him locked in the cooler for the last few days. It is, in fact, a cooler—a walk-in freezer at the back of the club that went bad. We never fixed it because it just wasn’t needed. The club has a couple of stand-up freezers they actually use. So when the walk-in went down it seemed to make a good cage. We modified it so air flow and temperature were regulated and turned into a holding cell. I sure as fuck never thought I’d have to throw my brother in it, especially my VP. That fucking shit sits raw in my gut and I know the men around me are unhappy. Which just means this meeting is going to be a fucking picnic of butterflies and lemon drops. That helps me get my libido under control, and I prepare to do what I have to do.

I drop the gavel. The men instantly stop their idle chatter. There wasn’t much anyway. The importance of this meeting is too big.

“Meeting of the Savage MC, Kentucky Brothers called. On the table, the removal of club Vice President from rank. A vote was called. Let’s hear from the brother first.

All eyes turn to Crusher. His eyes look at me and, fuck, I can barely see my brother in them. He looks wild…haunted. When he doesn’t make a move to say anything, I prod him.

“Do you have nothing to say for yourself?”

“Bastard had my old lady, I handled shit that needed to be done. I got Dani back and I’d do it a fucking times over. If that gets me booted from the club then what-the-fuck-ever.”

He says and he might look like shit, but his voice is full of cocky anger.

“You defied direct orders, and put the club in jeopardy. You put a woman before your brothers, and you had the fucking balls to call me out in front of others. I should strip you of club colors right here and close the fucking vote.
The end
.”

“She is not a woman, she is
my old lady
.”

“She hasn’t agreed to that shit, so that makes her a
woman
.”

“Bullshit. I claim her. My woman needed me. I did nothing more or nothing less than you would have done,” he answers and shit, he’s mostly right. Except I did handle it differently. I might not have though if Nicole and Dani had been taken in the same manner. I’m not fucking sure. Still, I can’t really back down.

“He’s right,” Dani’s weak voice comes from the door. Fucker, I want to yell at her for coming in during church. I want to cut off the prospect’s balls for letting her, since he’s in charge of watching the cameras at the front door and
locking
the son of a bitch when a meeting is taking place. I don’t, because this is the first real sign of life Dani has shown. Oh, she’s approached me alone since her attack, but to see her venture out into a room full of men? That takes balls of steel considering what she’s been through. I look behind her and see Nicole is holding her hand and standing behind her. Bloody hell.
Vise meet my motherfucking balls
.

“What’s that, Hell Cat?” Crusher asks. He gets up and goes to her. I just let it happen. Nicole has those damn girly tears in her eyes and there’s only so much a man can do here.

I watch as Dani falters back a step, but she manages to stand still and look Crush in the eye.

“I admit that I am yours. I was yours then. I…I…”

“Say it, Hell Cat. Say it,” Crusher says and the emotion in his voice is so thick, a man would have to be struck stupid to not to feel it.

“I’m yours now,” she whispers, her voice so quiet you can barely hear it.

Crush kisses her forehead gently.

“That’s my angel,” he whispers.

Dani has tears falling down her face, Nicole does too. Motherfucker, my club is turning soft. I shake my head in disgust, even though I’m happy with what has just happened.

“Go on back to your room angel, I’ll check on you when we’re done.”

“But…,” she argues looking at Crush and then around him at me. I can’t give anything away, so I do my best to remain expressionless.

Crush touches her under the chin and brings her eyes back to his.

“I’m proud of you angel, don’t worry. I’ll do what I need to do and then I’ll come to you.”

She swallows slowly and nods before walking out of the room, with her head down.

“Hell Cat?”

She stops, but doesn’t turn around.

“My woman doesn’t look down. Remember?”

Dani’s back stiffens and her head raises, “I won’t forget.”

“That’s my girl.”

“Just get your shit done, Zander, and quit busting my ass,” she says.

It has none of the old fire that Dani used to have, but she gives a damned good attempt. I can’t help but smile either. Nicole winks at me and I shake my head at her. The girls leave and the door closes. Crusher goes back to his seat, but motherfucker, the son of a bitch is crying. There are tears around his eyes and it seems so out of place on him. How long have I known Crusher? Longer than any of them, and I can’t name one time when he’s cried. He always appeared the laid back one, but Crusher is ice cold when it comes down to it. He always has been.
Fuck
. He’s totally gone for Dani. From what I’ve just seen though, maybe that’s what they both need. I clear my throat.

“Vote. Starting with Bull. Do we take Crush’s patch? Aye or Nay, motherfuckers.”

Crush sits staring every one of us straight in the eye.

“Nay,” Bull says.

“Nay,” Freak, Hawk and Dance join in.

“Nay,” Nailer and Six join, having been patched in right after Frog’s funeral. I breathe again. I didn’t want rid of Crush, but a man has to do what is called upon him.

“Demotion of position. Aye or Nay?”

Bull stares at Crusher and the two exchange a wordless conversation of sorts before Bull sighs his answer, “Aye.”

Hawk nods, “Aye.”

Freak shakes his head, “Fuck, no.”

Crush shoots him a half smile, but shakes his head.

Dance looks up at Crush and out of them all, his voice surprises me. “Nay. I’d have done the motherfucking same, man.”

“Two for and two against. That leaves it in your hands Nail and Six.”

“Fuck, sorry man. Aye,” Nailer says. Crusher nods in response.

Six looks around shaking his head, “Son of a bitch, sorry man. Aye.”

Demotion
. I don’t disagree with the vote. At the same time, as much as I probably would have voted the same way, I’m not sure how I want to handle it. President has the final say, but I can’t say I totally disagree, so I don’t feel the need to override their decision.