Viper's Kiss (18 page)

Think bigger.

Bullets and bodies meant eyes on
the MC.

Blaine ran toward Luke but he didn
’
t shoot.

“
Drop
the gun!
”
Blaine ordered.

“
I
shot someone,
”
Luke said.
“
Jesus Christ.
”

The gun fell from Luke
’
s hand.

Blaine hit Luke in the face, taking
him down.

“
Are
you okay, brother?
”
Blaine
yelled to Trev.

“
Yeah,
”
Trev said.
“
Just a bullet in my shoulder.
”

“
We
really need to go,
”
Jessa
said, sounding like the truest voice of reason.

“
Not
yet,
”
Trev said. He got to
his feet. Blood seeped through his shoulder, shirt, dripping down his arm.

“
What
do you want to do here?
”
Blaine asked.

“
Shove
the gun up his ass,
”
Trev
said.

“
You
’
re as sick as me, brother.
”

“
Shut
up and do it,
”
Trev said.

Blaine grabbed Trev.
“
Thank you. You saved my
…”
My child.
“…
my woman. You saved her.
”

Trev winced.
“
I got a bullet in me. Got a
solution for that?
”

Blaine looked at Jessa and nodded.
“
Actually I do.
”

He slipped away from Trev as Trev
started to order Luke to drop his pants.

“
Sweetheart,
”
Blaine said.
“
Oh, fuck, sweetheart.
”

Jessa
’
s
eyes were filled with tears.

“
No
crying. He
’
ll never hurt
you again. Nobody will. But I need you to do something for me.
”

“
What?
”

“
You
have to get that bullet out of Trev. Your office is nearby, right?
”

“
Blaine
…”

“
He
can
’
t make the ride back.
He can
’
t go to a hospital
either.
”

Jessa
’
s
lips quivered.
“
What did I
get myself into?
”

Blaine brushed his lips to hers.
“
Everything you ever wanted,
needed, and fantasize about.
”

Before Blaine could kiss Jessa,
the apartment filled with screams and Trev took care of the man who shot him.

twenty-two.

Jessa snuck in through the
backdoor. There was nobody there.

Thankfully.

She knew where the security cameras
were - all of them at the front of the building. At the main storage closet
where all the drugs were. Where the money was.

“
Here,
”
she said.
“
The last exam room. Okay?
”

Jessa couldn
’
t wrap her mind around it. Trev had his arm around
Blaine
’
s shoulder. Trev
’
s face looked a little white. He
was losing too much blood. The bullet needed to come out and Jessa needed to
stitch him up. That was the only way to save Trev. It wasn
’
t exactly life threatening but
since Trev and Blaine refused to go to a hospital
…

“
Get
on the table,
”
Jessa said.

“
Look
at that thing,
”
Trev said.
“
It
’
s
half my size.
”

“
It
’
s for a fucking dog,
”
Jessa said.
“
Not a biker.
”

Blaine laughed.
“
Here. Put your back on it.
”
Blaine rolled a chair to the
end of the table.
“
Put your
feet here.
”

It was all happening so fast.

Trev took off his leather cut and
his shirt. He was ripped with muscles and tattoos. The tattoos were scattered
and random. They were absolutely terrifying. Everything from religious tats to
skulls with snakes coming out of the eye sockets.

Jessa stared and froze.

“
Hey,
”
Blaine said.
“
What
’
s
…”

She looked at Blaine.
“
I haven
’
t
…
a person
…
not since
…”

“
Shit,
”
Blaine said and ran a hand
through his hair.
“
Shit.
Then I
’
ll do it. Guide me.
”

“
He
should be numb,
”
Jessa
said.
“
But if we knock him
out, he can
’
t ride.
”

“
Then
give me something local,
”
Trev said.
“
Or just hurry
up and fucking do it.
”

Blaine touched Jessa
’
s shoulders.
“
I can
’
t let him go to a hospital. Trev runs with a
different kind of crew, sweetheart. He
’
s
patched in with us, in Frelen. But he used to run with the
Lost Men
. He
’
s wanted in a dozen states.
”

“
Fourteen,
”
Trev said.
“
Had a little run in back on the
east coast a couple years back. Led a chase from North Carolina to South
Carolina. Got away though. Hey, how about this fucking bullet in my arm.
”

“
Okay,
”
Jessa said.
“
I
’
ll
do it. I can
’
t promise
…”

“
Jesus,
”
Trev growled.
“
You
’
re not getting paid for this. I
’
m not judging you.
”

Jessa went to work. She gathered up
supplies and a local for Trev
’
s
shoulder. In her mind, however, all she saw was herself sitting on the floor
with her baby. The baby staring at her, smiling.

Let me tell you the romantic
story of how I took a bullet out of your Daddy
’
s friend
’
s shoulder. Yeah, some men take the mothers
of their baby out to dinner. Buy them flowers. Hold their hands. Not your
Daddy. No way. It was far more romantic to see weapons, gunshot wounds, blood,
and death
…

The second Jessa started to work on
Trev, she shook with fear. The bullet wound was clean and the bullet was right
there. She refused to look at Trev
’
s
face and she refused to talk about a thing. Her focus was on his shoulder,
trying to force her mind to pretend that Trev was an animal.

Well, he was. They were all
animals. They were outlaws.

Jessa sucked in a breath and jammed
a pair of tweezers into the wound. She held her breath and felt the bullet.
Trev hissed and his body flexed. Blood gushed for a few seconds as Jessa slowly
took the bullet out.

She held it up for them to see and
hurried to put her hand to the wound to stop the bleeding.

“
Got
it,
”
she said.

“
Goddamn,
I love you,
”
Trev said.
“
Now stitch me so I can go have a
beer.
”

Jessa looked at Blaine. He nodded.
“
You did good, sweetheart.
”

Blaine put his hand out and she
gave him the bullet. She then stitched Trev up and excused herself to rush to
her office. There she quickly dropped to her knees and threw up.

She then sat on the floor, her back
to the desk. She hugged her knees and cried.

She cried for all the innocence
that had been lost. The natural progression of it was a battle against time
that everyone lost. But the innocence Jessa lost when she walked into the house
that night to find Meghan and Janey gone. Then to see Vin standing there. Him
lifting the gun.

I should have died.

That night she had found the
strength to run. She managed to hide well enough that Vin left.

And now all this.

Back Down Devil MC.

Vin back.

Blaine getting her pregnant.

Yet it all somehow made sense. She
didn
’
t feel bad for Mike
and what had happened. Or for Luke. Or for anyone that Blaine took care of.

That was the scariest part. The
innocence stripped had given way for rage and revenge.

Jessa touched her stomach.

For you, baby. For you.

The door opened. When Blaine saw
her on the floor, he scrambled to her.
“
What
is it?
”

“
I
’
m
…”

“
The
baby?
”

“
No.
The baby is fine.
”
She
looked at Blaine.
“
You
really care?
”

“
Of
course I care.
”

“
Then
…
when does it end?
”

“
It
doesn
’
t, sweetheart. You
can
’
t stop the fight. But
we have each other, right?
”

Jessa nodded.
“
Blaine
…
Vin was going to kill me that night, too.
”

Blaine hung his head.
“
Fuck.
”

“
I
’
m sorry. I have to talk about
this.
”

“
Okay.
Talk to me.
”

Blaine inched closer, his powerful
outlaw arms making Jessa feel safer by the second.

“
You
called me in a panic. You screamed at me. You sounded angry. Drunk. You sounded
like you were going to kill
…”

“
That
’
s true,
”
Blaine said.
“
I
wanted to kill that night. Everything had gone wrong. Vin knew something was
happening. The bust went south. Everyone started shooting at each other. I hid
and each time I tried to get out of there, there were more bullets. I was the
one being set up. I let my mind slip for a minute. I started to see things from
both sides. It fucked with me.
”

“
I
showed up,
”
Jessa said.
“
I was so scared for them. I
remembered what you said to do. To get them to safety. Fuck their clothes. Fuck
their everything. Just make sure Janey had her horse
…”

“
You
remember that thing?
”
Blaine asked.
“
That little
blue horse. I got that for her when she was five. I gave it to her when I took
Meghan out. Janey hated being away from Meghan. So I got them each a horse. So
when Janey missed her mom, she could look at the horse and know they were
close. I had her convinced it had magic powers and shit.
”

“
That
’
s so sweet.
”

Blaine blinked fast.
“
Yeah. Meghan tossed hers. But
Janey kept her horse. Even when she was a little too old for a stuffed animal,
she still had it. That
’
s
all I wanted was for her to have that when they fled.
”

Jessa put a hand to Blaine
’
s neck and clawed at him.
“
I walked in and they were dead,
Blaine. They were shot to death. I just have to say it to you. They were
fucking shot
…
and Vin stood
there. He looked at me and he hesitated for like two seconds. He was surprised
I was there. Then he lifted the gun. He was going to kill me. So I ran. I hid.
I survived.
”
Jessa had her
cheek next to Blaine
’
s. She
took a breath.
“
I survived,
Blaine. But you know what? It doesn
’
t
feel like it.
”

“
You
did survive,
”
Blaine said.
“
You did the right thing. I
’
m so sorry you had to go through
that.
”
Blaine
’
s hands started to push Jessa to
the floor. He hovered over her a little.
“
You
never have to feel like that
…”

“
How
is this not wrong? You
’
re
engaged to my best friend. Now you got me pregnant. I
’
m
…”

“
No.
Meghan was never the right woman. I just knew if I pushed her away she
’
d take Janey. I
’
d protect Janey with my life
…
and I failed. I won
’
t fail again, sweetheart.
”

Jessa shivered everywhere.
“
How does this all work? You
…
me
…
a baby
…
your lifestyle
…”

“
It
just does,
”
Blaine
whispered.
“
Fall into me,
sweetheart. Let me hold it all for you. The pain. The guilt. The regret. I
’
d do anything for you. Just name
it and it
’
s done.
”

Jessa swallowed hard.
“
Make love to me, Blaine. Right
here. Right now.
”

***

Jessa lifted her hips as Blaine
slid her jeans down. He was slow and gentle, a side of Blaine she
’
d never seen before. He got to his
knees and stripped her jeans and shoes off. His hands slid up her legs and cut
between her thighs. His thumbs pressed against her panties, making her groan
and thrust.

“
We
don
’
t have time,
”
she whispered.

“
I
know,
”
Blaine said.

It was almost eerie the way he said
it.

His hands clutched around the top
of her panties and pulled. He stripped her naked from the waist down, except
her socks.

Blaine unzipped his jeans and took
out his thick cock. Jessa watched him stroke himself until he was like steel.
His hands touched her inner thighs, opening her legs wide. He inched forward,
the full head of his cock aimed right for her body. There was a wild part of
Jessa that had always fantasized about having sex in her office. Maybe the
circumstances weren
’
t
perfect, but at least the fantasy would be.

When he touched her, Jessa felt her
body clench up.

“
Easy,
”
Blaine whispered.
“
Breathe
…”

His hands moved to her hips and he
pulled at her. Her knees bent and she pressed her feet to the floor. Jessa
lifted her body a couple inches and readied herself. She reached for Blaine,
only able to grab hold of his leather cut.

He thrust forward with a grunt,
opening her.

The pressure was the same as the
first time. He slid into her inch by inch, tearing at her, proving that Jessa
would never get used to him. Which was wild. That meant each time would feel
like this. That
steal-your-breath
pressure until she was so full her
body shook, demanding release.

Blaine lowered himself down, his
lips touching hers.

“
Fuck,
”
she whispered.

“
Fuck,
”
Blaine said back.

He pulled back as slow as he had
entered.

Jessa felt every inch and the
perfect definition of him. He took himself almost all the way out and then
thrust forward. Harder, deeper, faster. That was just Blaine
’
s style. He managed two slow
thrusts before he growled and sped up. There was no making love with a beast
like Blaine.