Soul-Mates Forever (14 page)

We meet the guys in the studio about an hour and a half later. Yeah, Pax takes a little longer than I thought to get ready. Eh, she’s worth it. We walk in to find them all tuning their instruments and cutting up with each other. They really are like big kids sometimes.

“’Bout time you get here. Shit. We were ready to start without you and go on the road,” Spike yells, the others joining in with laughter and banter.

Pax saunters up to them, hops up on the stage and throws her hair over her shoulder. “Yeah? You bitches wouldn’t go far without us. Tuck’s the best lead rocker you will ever have. Don’t make me balls punt you right the fuck outta here.”

My head lowers a bit, my lips closing tight as I try not to laugh. Looking up at the guys, I see them all with their mouths dropped open and their eyes wide in disbelief.

Pax turns around, winks at me, puts one hand on the mic stand and turns her head at them. “Well, come on, bitches. Let’s rock this!”
That’s my girl!

We end up practicing for two hours. Damn, my girl makes our band sound awesome. Pax heads to our house while the boys and I clean up, and get the instruments put away and locked up.

“Fuck, mate. She rocked that shit!” Granger says while putting his guitar in its case. “Seriously, she’s gonna take us to the top of the heap and fast!”

Spike laughs. “Yeah, she sings like an angel rocker but is a fiery little thing.” We all start laughing. I get some beers out of the fridge from the kitchenette in the corner and hand them out to the guys. Spike sits next to me on the edge of the stage. “Ya know. She is gonna take us further. Is she game?”

I look over at him and smile. “I think so but I’m gonna talk to her about it. I think she makes our band complete.” We fist bump, the others gather around and join in.

After the guys left Pax and I spent the day working on the house again. She spent time painting in one of the spare rooms while I started building walls down in the basement. We want to make a game room out of it for entertaining guests. Once we got cleaned up and yes that took quite a while to do since we couldn’t keep our hands off each other… Go figure. We ran into town and bought a new grill. Once it was set up on the back deck, I cooked us some hamburgers. We ate by candlelight on our new deck, drinking beers and laughing. It was the perfect evening until……

BANG! BANG! BANG! I lunge at Pax and push her to the ground, her head hitting the wood flooring hard. Lying on top of her, I cover her mouth and look around in every which way. I look down at her frightened face, her eyes wide in fear. “Shhh,” I whisper. She nods, and I remove my hand. “You stay here. I’m going around front. Don’t move.” She grabs my arm.

“No. You can’t go. Let Bull handle it. Don’t leave me,” she whispers.

“Hulk? He may need help.” I kiss her softly on those luscious lips of hers. “Beauty, I’ll be back in two seconds, I swear. Please stay out of sight.”

BANG! BANG!
Shit!
She nods, but I can see the concern in her eyes. I kiss her again and jump off her and start running to the side of the house, keeping low. I creep around the corner and move quietly against the house until I reach the front. I instantly hear scuffling and as I peek around the house, I see two people on the ground by the fountain fighting. Sneaking up onto the porch, I grab a chair and quietly move down the stairs. BANG! I hit the ground, the chair next to me and look up. The gun is raised in the air, Hulk’s hand around the other man’s wrist. I hop up, run towards them and crash the chair down on the other man’s head. Hulk sees me, gets up on his knees, turns the unconscious man over and handcuff’s him.

“Thanks man,” Hulk says breathing heavily while finishing his task. The man is out cold so there’s no need to worry about him, for now. Hulk stands up and lays a hand on my shoulder. “Pax ok? You?”

My breathing is heavy from the running and all the adrenaline flowing from what happened. “She’s ok, although she hit her head hard on the deck floor when I pushed her down.” I bend over, hands on my knees, trying to catch my breathe.
Fuck, I need to work out more.
Looking up I watch him bending down over the unconscious man, checking his pockets and other places for any other weapons. “Your name’s really Bull?”

Laughing he looks up at me. “Nickname.”

I look at him and smirk. “I like Hulk better.” He laughs again and nods.

“Ok, with me. Suits me.” He chuckles.

I place my hand on his shoulder. “Thanks, Hulk. I owe you.” I turn and run back around the house to my beauty. By the time I climb up the deck stairs, I can hear sirens in the distance. Looking around I don’t see Pax anywhere and the panic feeling starts in my soul. “Pax? Where are you, beauty?” Then hear soft crying in the corner between the back door and the grill hidden in the darkness. Walking closer I can see my girl sitting on the floor, her knees curled up to her chest and her arms around them, forehead resting on her knees. I walk to her, get on my knees and brush some of her long hair, tucking it behind her ear. She looks up at me, unfolds herself and barrels into me.

She cries into my chest, her body heaving with her sobs. “Thank God you’re ok. Tuck, don’t ever do that again! Don’t ever leave me like that! Promise me!”

I rub her back and hold her close. “I’ll do anything to keep you safe, beauty. Anything.” My head turns around quickly as I hear footsteps on the deck. Hulk is walking towards us. He reaches us, stops and crosses his arms over his beefy chest. He gives me a questioning look, and I shake my head. “Pax, baby. Let me take you upstairs.” She nods into my chest, so I stand with her in my arms, pick her up and walk into the house tilting my head at Hulk. I carry my beauty up to our room, help her undress, put one of my t-shirts on her and tuck her in. Sitting on the bed next to her, I stroke her cheek. “I’ll just be downstairs for a little bit. The police will want a statement and what I saw and did. Ok?” Sniffling she nods. “Is your head ok, do you need anything?”

She shakes her head. “It’s just a little tender, a small bump. I’m ok. Just don’t leave me for too long, ok? I need to hold you and know you’re here.” I kiss her forehead, leaving my mouth pressed there.

“I won’t be long, I promise. Try to get some rest, beauty. I love you.” She whispers she loves me too as I stand and leave the room. Downstairs there is a police officer talking to Hulk in the living room. They both look at me when I walk in.

“Office Sparks here, Tuck. He needs to get your statement on what happened. I told him I would get Pax’s statement tomorrow and get it to him,” Hulk states as I get nearer.

Reaching out, I shake Officer Sparks hand and we sit down on the couch. I tell him everything that happened step by step. “Do you know who the man is? I’ve not seen him around here and I pretty much know everyone in this town,” Officer Sparks asks.

I look at Hulk then back at Sparks. “No sir. Never seen him before but I can bet he’s one of Darndage’s men. I have no doubt of that. He’ll do anything to get at Paxton and me. He’s already threatened her. You should have the report at the station. You can also check with Detective Stiles.”

He nods at me while writing everything down on his notepad. “Yes, we are very aware of his threats against Miss Davenport. We will be interrogating him as soon as he comes to. You did a real job on him with that chair.” I stifle a laugh. Wish I could have killed the fucker but then we wouldn’t have a way to find out what Darndage is up to. I hope this guy spills his guts, or I may have to pay him a visit myself.

We finish up and I walk him to the door. Once he’s gone I turn around and almost run smack right into Hulk. “What the…”

He clears his throat. “Just wanted to tell you that I called some of my boys. They’re undercover cops from a couple of towns over. I think you and Paxton need more protection than what I can give.” I nod in agreement. “My thoughts? Darndage is gonna get pissed this didn’t work and try something else, something bigger. We know he wants Paxton, to get to you, so we need to beef up security around here.”

I put my hand on his shoulder. “Thanks, man. We both owe you and your boys. Appreciate it. Nothing, nothing can happen to her. I’ll die first.”

He places his hand on my arm and he smiles sadly. “Nothing will happen to her. The boys will be here by morning. I’ll introduce them to you and Pax. You think I’m a hulk? Wait until you meet Thorn,” he smirks. Great, more huge men. Guess it’s what we need though. I need to find Darndage and put an end to this. He needs to die.

* * *

“Tuck. Hmmmm. No.” My mind is full of running, ducking, hitting the deck and Darndage chasing after me. “TUCK!” Sitting up quickly I am in my man’s arms, feeling his comfort instantly. I throw my arms around his neck and hold him as tightly as he is holding me.

“Shhhh, beauty. It’s ok. I’m here. I’m here,” he whispers in my ear. He moves back, just a bit and wipes the tears from my cheeks. “Bad dream?” I nod slightly. “Come on, baby. Let me hold you. I will hold you until eternity if you want me to.”

He stands, removes his clothes quickly and puts on his pajama pants, crawls over me, gets comfortable and pulls me into him. Our legs intertwine. His arms are around me tight, as I snuggle my face into his chest.

“I was so scared when you left me. So afraid something bad would happen to you.” I look up into his eyes, and my chin starts to quiver. “I can’t lose you now. I just got you.” He leans down, kisses the top of my head as I lay back against his chest. He tenderly rubs my head careful of my sore bump.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, beauty. You’re my soul-mate forever. Nothing can tear us apart. Nothing.” I cry harder to his wonderful words of love. Kissing the soft silky skin on his chest, I reach down under his waistband and take his cock into my hand. He moans as I stroke and fondle, his cock growing with each pass. “Beauty, ungh!” Quietly, I unwrap myself from him, scoot down the bed and begin pulling his pants down. He helps me by rising up until they are off. My mouth covers his engorged cock, and I begin sucking and licking as I fondle his balls in my hand. It doesn’t seem to take him long to be panting and moaning with pleasure. “Beauty, I’m gonna come,” he yells out. I quicken my pace until I taste his cum squirting into my mouth, a little at first, and then it comes faster until I have swallowed every last drop.

He sits up abruptly, pushes me over, kissing me as his fingers penetrate my folds and into my depth. My hips buck as his fingers curl, hitting the spot that makes me come undone. My hands are on his back, and my nails dig into his skin. “TUUUUCCCCKKKKK!” I scream as I leave the earth but hold on to him for all that I am worth.

My climax is still high when I feel his cock push into me causing me to keep soaring. My hands leave his back and squeeze the sheets tightly. I am still flying from the first orgasm that I feel like I can’t move with him, but that doesn’t stop him. He thrusts in deeply and then out quickly over and over. At last, he screams out my name in passion as he releases into me. I open my eyes halfway to see his beautiful face as he looks up, his eyes closed and his body shuddering in ecstasy. He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen, and he’s mine.

He leaves me long enough to go into the bathroom but is back quickly washing me off with a warm washcloth and then himself. That feels so freaking good, and that is hawt as fuck watching him clean himself. I love him for taking such tender care of me. We are back in each other’s arms, lying in bed both intertwined with each other once again. I am starting to doze off when he whispers, “Marry me.” Looking up quickly, I see him smiling with his sexy eyebrow raised. “Marry me.” He kisses me, our tongues wrapping around and our lips clinging on to each other’s.

Once he releases my mouth he looks at me again with his sexier than shit look. “Yes,” I say matter of fact. I am pulled closer, his arms tightening their hold while his lips kiss my head.

“Thank God,” is all he says and as he rubs my back I close my eyes and dream of all things Tuck.

The next morning I awake with a killer headache. Tuck wants me to go see the doctor but I really just want to take some aspirin and stay home. In two days, I sing in front of a live crowd, and I’m not ready. He trusts me, so we get the guys over and practice for a couple of hours in the late afternoon. We really do sound awesome together, and I’m feeling better about singing, well, at least in front of them. Singing at the bar may be a whole different story. The guys leave and Tuck and I hang around the studio sitting at the table, him having a beer and me a bottled water.

His hand is on my leg while his foot scoots my chair up close to his. “How’s your head? Need more aspirin? Looking at you, you seemed to handle the loud sound ok.”

I take a big gulp of water and set the bottle down on the table. “I’m good actually. Do you think I really sound ok? I mean, you all have been together for so long and you have always had your own sound. I’m not ruining that, am I?”

He laughs. “Ruin? Beauty, you fucking rocked it. You make our sound so much better. Don’t you know that? Everyone is gonna love you.” He takes my hand in his and kisses the top. Looking up into my eyes, I see the love for me pouring from them. “You said, yes.” I can’t help but smile. “I love you so much. When should we get married? I can’t wait!”

Giggling, I lean over and kiss him. He kisses me back causing my entire body to heat up. His hand cups my breast and squeezes, his thumb rubbing my nipple through my bra. My moan is loud in the room as we press ourselves as close as we can get. His mouth releases mine and travels to my collarbone, my chest and as he pulls down my bra, it covers my nipple, sucking and nipping until it is fully peaked.

“I need you.” I gasp, my chest rising and falling heavily with my erratic breathing. The coldness hits my chest as his mouth leaves it, but it is soon warm again after he picks me up and presses me against his chest as I straddle his lap.

“Help me, beauty,” he says as he starts pulling down my pants with my underwear. I rise up enough for him to get them off and then proceed to start pushing down his pants. He rises, still holding on to me, and I get them down, pushing with my feet until they are by his knees. He sets me down slowly, his cock pushing up into me and I moan again. “Fuck, you feel so good. I can’t seem to get inside you enough. I want to be deeper. I want to be as one.”