Insatiable - Devil's Stepbrothers MC (15 page)

She lifted her head and playfully smacked him in the chest before leaning in for a kiss. They had done so many different kisses, but she loved when she offered him one and he accepted so sweetly.

When she was done, she sat up and took off the bracelet that never left her arm. It was beautiful, but that wasn’t why she loved it so much. It was given to her at a time when she was just sprouting her wings, and every time she looked at the sparkling jewels it reminded her that she had to take the chance to sparkle no matter what the cost. Would she get the bracelet back? She hoped so, but if she never did she’d remember how it felt to hold such beauty in her hand and that she should make sure she continued to sparkle without the beautiful reminder.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Aiden had agreed to the set up time to meet up with Lucca to give him the bracelet that looked like it cost millions of dollars. He almost didn’t want to give it to the man because he’d seen how much the bracelet meant to Lorna. It wasn’t like it was about the money either. That piece of jewelry had some special meaning for her. She fondled it and held it up to the light before she’d handed it over like it was her prized pup.

Why Lucca wanted to meet in a dark storage facility was beyond him, but he was going to trust that this thing was going to work out the way it was supposed to and he’d be able to tell Lucca about the other man that was on the way and hopefully hammer out a plan.

“Mr. Barnes?” The voice came from a bit of a distance and Aiden got a feeling in the pit of his stomach that signaled bad happenings.
Shit
. He hated when that happened. At least he knew that Lorna was in a safe place and she had enough money to either get home or try to make a new start somewhere.

“Who’s asking?” In Aiden’s line of business, you didn’t answer questions like that if the person knew who you were they didn’t need to ask questions.

“The man you were supposed to kill.” Lucca said as he stepped out of the shadows. He looked just like the picture, but he didn’t look as jovial in the picture as he did now. That was the weird part. What the hell was he in such good spirits about?

“Good to see you in such good spirits,” Aiden stood back because he didn’t know where the bad vibes were coming from.

“How many times do you actually get to see the person you were supposed to put down like a dog in the street?” Lucca’s eyes were focused on him, and it felt like a stare off was going to ensue. He didn’t know the man, so whether this was the type of behavior he normally had or if this was some strange anomaly was unknown to him, but he was just going to continue to play it by ear. If this was to be his last day, he was happy for all the things that he’d accomplished and all the people he’d met. The only thing he regretted was not being about to share with Lorna how he really felt about her.

The man had a pleasant demeanor and a happy face, but the words seemed hostile. He walked closer, and the bad feelings increased. Aiden didn’t stay alive this long not listening to his intuition, so there was something off but he didn’t feel like it was coming from Lucca.

“Do you have Lorna’s bracelet?” Lucca held out his hand, and Aiden withdrew the jeweled piece from his pocket. The sparkling pink gems seemed to gleam ridiculously in the dark room, almost like it could find any little piece of light to make it shine. That reminded him of Lorna.

Aiden was stretching his arm out to place it in Lucca’s hand, but right before he dropped it into the man’s palm, Lucca drew back his hand and cradled it. There were a few seconds that Aiden didn’t know what was happening, but when he looked closer, he could see Lucca’s hand bleeding profusely. What the fuckity fuck was going on? Aiden looked in the direction that the shot must have come from and was unable to see anything, but he knew for a fact that there was a man standing there. He didn’t bring a gun with him because the door he entered was supposedly set up with an alarm, and Lucca said that he was going to be unarmed as well.

“Who’s there?” Aiden said walking closer to the man. It looked like this may be his last day here on earth so he may as well know who was responsible for that. There was a sinister chuckle that came from the area he was headed to, and the noise sounded familiar but he couldn’t place it.

“You
do
know your bike has a locator on it… don’t you?” Crowbar stepped into the light with his gun drawn. The smirk on the man’s face was daunting. It was like Crowbar had done something he thought was very cleaver. Aiden wasn’t sure he wanted to know what it was, but since he still didn’t know the slightly psychotic man’s plan, he figured he’d get the full manifesto before he was taken out. He was backing away from Crowbar back towards Lucca when it hit him.

“So what… you followed me here?” Aiden didn’t know when he’d ever been so shocked. How was that for trust? His team had put a tracker on his vehicle long before he’d ever gotten to this point. Here he thought he and Lorna were off the map, and his company was following his every move.

“You set me up?” Lucca was still cradling his arm, but he was standing upright. Aiden looked over to see how he was doing, and the expression on Lucca’s face matched the way he felt inside. Shocked, dismayed and betrayed.

“Believe me I know what this looks like, but I had no idea he was going to be here. I was trying to find a way out of this and help get Lorna back home safely. I didn’t have anything to do with Crowbar being here. You heard the man… they have my bike set up with some homing device. Plus you told me there was a metal detector on the door and would go off if I had a gun.” He watched Lucca slightly smile at that one.

“No honor among thieves… that’s what my uncle always said.” The look he gave Aiden told him he didn’t believe that Crowbar had come without his knowledge, and to be honest, he didn’t know if he’d have believed that either, but now he didn’t know how honest Lucca was being either. He saw in his peripheral vision that Crowbar had his gun raised, and when he turned back to look at Lucca he saw that he too had his gun raised.
Oh… so now Lucca had a gun when he said there wouldn’t be any. This was bullshit.

“What is happening here?” Aiden wasn’t dense, but he felt like he was in a bad dream where all the things were happening, and you couldn’t do anything about it. His thoughts felt slow and hazy like he’d had too much to drink.

“You can’t be this stupid, Aiden. Did you think the crew didn’t find out that you were screwing your hot piece of ass, and she had somehow got you to talk to the other side about working a deal? You know that’s not how it works. We aren’t arbitrators or go-betweens when someone wants something done, and they don’t want their hands dirty… we do it. Dumbass.” Crowbar wasn’t the friendliest and his words were always harshest of the bunch, but there was truth to his words.

“I know that, Crowbar, but damn. This jump out of nowhere shit is crazy. What the hell… do you have a silencer on your gun?” Aiden’s brain was beginning to catch up, but what he was seeing wasn’t making him feel like it was going to end well.

“I like shit like this, so I don’t know what to tell you, and of course I have a silencer. I wouldn’t want to alert anyone who’s waiting for that guy to walk back out the way he came that he wasn’t coming. I’m sure the guy has some kind of system where his men check up on him.” Crowbar smiled, and when he did, Aiden knew he was just a bit crazier than even he realized. He wasn’t doing this for the notoriety or the money. He was doing it because he loved it, and that meant this wasn’t going to end well for any of them. Aiden hadn’t brought a gun inside with him because he thought he’d be patted down, and they’d agreed that there wasn’t going to be any gunfire at this meeting.

There was a standoff when the two men, Crowbar and Lucca, stood there with both of their fingers on the trigger. No way in hell was Aiden going to get in between them, and it seemed like forever before he’d come to terms with the how truly horrible this was all going to play out.

“This isn’t going to go well for any of us. Why don’t you just put the guns down, Crowbar can leave us to talk, and I’ll catch up with him later.” Aiden didn’t think either of them were in the right state of mind for the conversation he was suggesting, but he had to try.

“Why should I put the gun down? Both of you want me dead. Why shouldn’t I take my chances and try to kill you both?” Lucca looked like he knew this was the end and wanted to cause as much chaos as possible and why not? Aiden would probably have done the same thing. Shoot the man with the gun first and the one without next.

“I can see where revenge would be in your mind, but this is not the way I thought it would go down.” Aiden tried to compel to the man’s intellect, but he could see he was running in his feelings, and he wasn’t willing to compromise any more than he already had.

He looked over at Crowbar, but before he could open his mouth to squeeze out even one more word, two shots were fired, and he stood there looking at two bodies on the floor. Lucca was moving a bit, so he went over to him all the while wondering how he’d lived to tell this story while two men lay on the floor.

“Hey, I’m going to call for some help,” Aiden said with his voice shaking a bit. It was one thing when he came in, shot a guy, and left, but he was thinking about how much he knew about this guy. How he liked baseball and the numerous occasions he’d helped his girl with this or that. He didn’t usually get this involved in the case, but with the man being this ranked, he was harder than most to catch.

“My men were instructed to come in as soon as they heard gun shots fired. They can save me, but you are going to have a hard time explaining what happened to an angry mob. Pun intended.” Lucca was losing blood quickly, but he still had a great sense of humor. That said a lot about what kind of man he was.

“I don’t want to leave you here.” Aiden tried again, but the man on the ground got agitated.

“I’m not playing with you kid. When my guys get here they are going shoot first and fuck questions. I’m dying, and if you don’t leave, there are going to be three bodies they are going to have to find a place for. Go to Lorna, and tell her that you did your best.” The weak man on the floor pushed him probably as hard as he could, but it wasn’t very hard at all.

Aiden could hear the footsteps of what sounded like many men, and he took off the way he came in toward his bike. There wasn’t much time because as he rounded the corner, he heard the gun shots ring out behind him. He could see his bike in the distance and didn’t think they’d be able to reach him from as far away as they were but people did amazing things when they were pissed, and this mob looked ten times more than pissed.

He hopped on his bike and took off as if he was on his last ride because honestly, with the way things were going that morbid thought could be his reality. He didn’t know what was worse: dying on this motorcycle or watching the feelings Lorna had for him turn to hate when she realized that her precious cousin is dead.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lorna had cleaned and baked cookies trying to ease her mind. The cleaning she wasn’t really used to, and the cookies didn’t taste as delicious as when her mother made them, but she knew that Aiden would appreciate them and they were keeping her from going crazy. She knew she should have spent more time in the kitchen with her mother and less time running around with Lucca and her dad. What did it really matter? She could buy fabulous cookies anywhere. The real reason for the spirt of activity was that she was nervous about Aiden and what he was going through. She didn’t want to call him. This wasn’t like he was on a conference call. There were dangerous men out there that he was dealing with. She knew because she was related to most of them.

Should it take this long to return the bracelet and talk? Maybe they went out for a drink… that seemed unlikely. Lucca was a good natured guy, but she didn’t think he’d want to imbibe himself with drinks when he was with a man he didn’t trust very well. She also didn’t want to think about how it was going. No one had called her, so everything must be alright. That’s what she would tell herself as long as she could.

She paced around the two story cabin and tried to enjoy the décor and the solitude. That was one of the reasons she’d picked this place. Her mother had brought her here when she was younger, and she remembered how quiet and peaceful it was. Looking back on it, her mother had probably been thinking about leaving her father and had taken a few days to sort out her issues and look at the grand scheme of her life… or maybe she just wanted her father to think that is what she was doing because years later she was still fussing about her father, but she was still with him.

Lorna heard the key in the front door, and she ran down to meet Aiden. It was hard to believe that it had only been a few hours, but it felt like she could breathe again. She’d wanted to do so many more things with him when he left. She wanted to say things and spend more time with him learning about him and his childhood. What she’d learned growing up with her father was that people you loved could be here today and dead tomorrow. Distancing herself away from her family, even in such small increments, had made her forget the lessons she’d learned as a child. They only came back when she saw Aiden pull away on his motorcycle and thoughts flashed through her mind that she may never see him again.

When she greeted him at the door, his expression looked a little dull, and she wondered what had happened. Before she grilled him about the arrangements they’d made and the exchange of her jewelry, she wanted to show him how much she missed him and how happy she was he’d returned.

“Lorna…” Aiden started, but she cut him off. She didn’t know when she’d been this happy to see another person in her whole life.

“We can talk about what happened later, but now I want to tell you what I was thinking about when you were gone.” She noticed that he wasn’t acting normally, but sometimes when you were around criminals and criminal activity it shut your emotions down. That’s what always happened to her, so she just moved forward with what had been on her mind since he’d left.

“I need to tell you what happened in there,” he grabbed both of her hands and stared into her face.

“We’ll talk afterwards. When you left, I was so terrified that I’d never see you again. I wanted so badly to lay in your arms and have you kiss me. When you left, I wanted to call you back and tell you to just forget about it. Let them search for me. That’s crazy right?” She took his keys and threw them on the counter before helping him with his jacket. He seemed like he was just moving along like a robot allowing her to do whatever she wanted with him.

Aiden looked almost pained, and she wanted to take all that away from him. He’d done so much for her and her happiness it would only be proper to help him when he was not as perky as she’d like him to be.

“Can I have you? Is this body mine to play with as I see fit?” She didn’t know where these words were coming from, but she liked that there was a small spark in his eye as she said them. Flirting and teasing were her stomping ground, and sometimes she went to it when she was feeling anxious. Working out her stress on Aiden was something she would hopefully be able to do for a good long while.

“You can always have me to play with, but I still think we should talk before getting into anything else. There are some things that I want to say before we do anything else.” He put his hand in her hair, and she loved it like she always did. It made her feel like a treasured pet, not that she would admit to anyone that she adored being stroked and loved upon this way.

“Shhhh…” she hushed as she took off his shirt and kissed up his chest. This is what he liked. She liked to be petted, and he liked to be stroked and kissed. Should she be happy that she knew that? Lorna knew that she enjoyed finding out what worked for him, and it was payback because he knew how to hit all her hot buttons.

“Lorna, please,” he whispered, and she figured he needed her more than he was willing to admit. She sat him on the couch as she stripped off her clothes slowly, and as each piece fell from her body, she could see that he relaxed just a touch more.

She had on only her pink lace panties, and now that she had him under her spell, she would have to admit that she’d put on this particular pair because she knew he liked them. Walking to the steps, she waited for a second to amp up the anticipation. “Are you coming?”

He inhaled a long deep breath and released it on a sigh, but he got up and followed her up the stairs until she stopped mid stairway and turned around.

“I want you to know what I was thinking when you left. I was sorry that there was no evidence that you’d ever touched my body. No love bites, no hand prints from your taps on my ass or around my wrists when you held my hands above my head… I wanted that. I want to know that you were here and now that you’re back, I want you to give that to me.” She looked into his eyes and wanted to see more than what she was seeing. He had held her when he thought she’d needed it and how she was going to return the favor.

He stood there looking as dazed as he did when he opened the front door, but there was a little understanding that went with the expression. “You want me to fuck you on the stairs?” He asked with his face scrunched up in a puzzled look.

“I want you to fuck me any and everywhere in this house. I want love bites and hand prints. I don’t know if I’ve ever wanted to be marked. Have the world know that something had changed and there is someone special claiming my body.” It felt like she was rambling, and he just looked confused by either what she was saying or how she was acting, but he didn’t stop her.

“Turn around.” His gruff voice still didn’t sound like the man she’d damned near fell in love with, but it was sexy none the less. It was almost like he was a stranger, and that little piece of pretend gave her a bit of a thrill.

“Whatever you say.” She turned around and heard his zipper right before the woosh of his jeans heavy with his belt hit the floor.

“Bend over, Lorna.”

She did so happily wondering what was in the air that was causing this level of excitement to cause goose bumps on her skin and her hair to raise. He entered her quickly, and she almost climaxed on the spot. She’d been ready since he’d left, but she tried to hold it back so he wouldn’t stop so soon. This decadently sexy feeling of being in front of a massive window where they could potentially be seen was one of the items on her sexual bucket list.

The darkness outside made the large window look like her mirrors at home, and she almost felt comforted. She could see Aiden in his power thrusting mode and lost it. Doubling over the rail, her body convulsed and shook with pleasure, but Aiden still went full throttle. She tried to press her back to his chest to make her entrance tighter around the powerful tool that was hammering away at her. He grabbed the back of her hair and moved her head to the side exposing her neck before he ravaged the area with his mouth.

“Yessss!” She screamed as her body tightened up again and the small ripples of pleasure made her push her ass back to Aiden like a wild cat in heat.

He let go of her hair and brought his hand down to squeeze her breast and pull her nipple. This is what she loved about him… his ability to turn her on and bring her to the edge of madness. His grunts got louder and more animalistic. This was a man out of control, and she reveled in this moment. It was like this was what she was after the whole time. He was with her in his passion 1000 percent.

He was silent after his loud climax, and he withdrew from her body. She turned around hoping to see that his face was less intense than it was when they started, but if anything he was worse.

She put her hands on his face and pulled him down for a kiss. Maybe she should have been more receptive to his needs. It was true that she wanted to be sexed up rough and hard, but she’d totally misread his mood, or maybe it was just that she was too focused on herself.

“What’s the matter, Aiden?” It was like a cloud had disappeared, and she saw Aiden for how he really was. He wasn’t robotic; he was sullen. Something had happened, and she knew he had been trying to tell her something, but she wanted what she wanted first. How selfish and when she had been telling herself she was doing it for him… that made her doubly selfish.

When he looked up at her, she knew he was going to tell her something horrible. She backed up, and she could barely breathe.

“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this…” He started talking, but she didn’t want to hear it.

Walking up the stairs it seemed like she was in a dream. She didn’t want to hear it, but she knew she was going to have to. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as she thought it was. She wanted to be the calm intelligent person that she prided herself on, and she did something that her father would do. Walk away from what was the truth? No.

She got to the bedroom, sat on the couch, and waited for Aiden to come into the room. He was going to come in there, of that, she had no doubt, but would she be crazy out of her mind by then? Maybe.

He entered the room slowly, and he’d picked up her clothes and put his pants back on. Did he think having his chest out was going to soften the blow? She hoped he didn’t think she was that shallow.

“I’m ready to listen, Aiden. What happened?”

“I got to the warehouse ready to give your cousin the bracelet he requested when a guy named Crowbar—”

“Who the hell is that?” She couldn’t help but interrupt.

“He’s the guy they sent as a backup when my company didn’t think I was doing my job fast enough.”

Aiden was looking into her eyes, and she knew that he wanted her to believe what he was saying.

“Then what, Aiden, I am trying to hold it together, but I can’t pull this shit out of you. Open your fucking mouth and tell me what happened.” It felt like there wasn’t enough air in the room, but she kept trying to control her breathing so she could remain in control and not lose herself. She prayed that he was not going to tell her anything too crazy.

“Crowbar found me because they have a tracker on my motorcycle that I didn’t know about, and after a few words…” He looked like he wanted to stop there, and she realized that she was so tense that her jaw was clenched. She tried to relax herself, but it just wasn’t working.

“What!!!! Damn it!” She stood up, and he stood with her. He gathered her in his arms and took a deep breath with his face against her hair.

“Lucca’s gone.” He said it so softly she wondered if she heard him wrong or maybe he meant something else. Something other than what she was thinking.

“Gone?”

“Lucca and Crowbar shot each other, and they’re both dead.” He pulled away from her and looked her in the eye.

She pushed him so hard he fell back on the chair. “You killed Lucca?” It sounded like there was an ocean in her ears, and she could only see his mouth moving, but she knew that life as she knew it had changed. She had to get away from him, but she didn’t know where to go. Time to think… that’s what she needed but the way he was following her talking she didn’t think she was going to have that time. Zeroing in on the bathroom, she went in and slammed the door locking it.

The beautiful bathroom was something that she raved about in her mind every time she entered, but it all seemed dull and drab now. The Jacuzzi sized tub was empty and looked like a good place to sit and think. She pulled her knees into her chest and tried not to come apart. How could she not have known that Lucca was dead? There should have been something in the atmosphere that would have changed that would have alerted her that something so deeply meaningful to her was gone. GONE.