Viper's Kiss (23 page)

Gaige stood and rushed out of the
room.

Miller looked down at the map
again.

“
How
bad is it?
”
Blaine asked.
“
The need for these guns for the
other charters?
”

Miller looked at Blaine.
“
I
’
m
financing this order personally. To save ass. There
’
s heat everywhere. But we
’
ll survive it. We
’
ll
take our stand right in town and the message will be clear.
”

“
You
need Vin gone then.
”

“
I
do,
”
Miller said.
“
Can you handle this? Everything
that happened to you
…”

“
No,
”
Blaine said.
“
We
’
re
not doing that, Miller. I
’
m
fine. As long as Jessa is safe, I
’
m
fine.
”

Miller patted Blaine
’
s shoulder.
“
She
’
s fine. She
’
s
under the protection of this club. Not just this charter, but the entire club.
North, south, east, west. Okay? She
’
s
family. She
’
s got a little
MC member inside her.
”

“
And
a baby,
”
Nate said.

“
Fuck
you,
”
Blaine said.
“
You want to compare dick sizes,
brother? Let
’
s go. I
’
ll show you the anaconda.
”

“
Good
Christ,
”
Trev said.

“
Let
’
s keep our dicks in our pants,
”
Miller said.
“
For now.
”

Gaige opened the door.
“
We have a problem.
”

“
What?
”

“
Erik
and Landon spotted a car. Something went down with Eight Under. They
’
ll be following.
”

“
Shit,
”
Blaine said.
“
Guns.
”

“
Guns,
”
Miller said. He pointed to
Gaige.
“
Tell him to tail
but linger. We
’
ll be right
there.
”

Miller left the map on the table
and they all stormed the door.

They were out of the clubhouse with
Miller shouting orders to other members and prospects. They ran to their
motorcycles and took off out of the lot like a storm. The war cries the sound
of engines roaring like a hungry lion ready to seek out prey.

They caught up with Erik and the
others ten minutes later. Sure as hell, not too far ahead, there was an old car
with a big trunk. It was going the speed limit, cruising along like nothing was
happening.

Miller pointed to Blaine and
pointed to the car.

Blaine hit the throttle and sped
up. He moved in and out of traffic, vehicles beeping at him as he did so. He
got to the car and rode its ass. He needed the rest of the traffic to thin out before
making a move.

When it did, he pulled to the left
and rode up alongside the car. Behind him, Erik took to the right. Landon was
on the trunk. Gaige flew up by Blaine and positioned himself in front of the
car, effectively boxing it in.

The driver was an older man,
wearing a black baseball cap, a cigarette between his lips. When he got boxed
in, he looked at Blaine and showed his teeth. The guy cut the wheel to the
left, trying to hit Blaine.

Blaine wasn
’
t in the mood to play fucking games. He took out
his gun and shot.

The car moved to the right, off the
road. Blaine shot out the back tire and the car skidded. They worked together
and got the guy to stop the car. He then grabbed at his shoulder as Blaine
opened the door. He grabbed the guy by the neck and threw him to the ground.

He stepped on the guy
’
s shoulder, making him scream.

“
Fucking
asshole,
”
Blaine said.
“
You running with Vin?
”

“
Fuck
you,
”
the man growled.

“
Lift
his shirt,
”
Blaine said to
Erik.

Erik grabbed the bottom of the guy
’
s shirt and lifted it up. There
were black spots all over his body. They were covered up tats. From all the
crews he had worked with.

There was a fresh tat on his flabby
skin, left side of his ribs.

Eight Under.

“
Goddammit,
”
Erik said.

“
Pop
the trunk,
”
Miller said.

The trunk popped open when Landon
pulled the lever in the car. Blaine watched it open and saw the look on Gaige
’
s face.

“
Holy
fuck,
”
Gaige said.

“
Guns?
”
Blaine asked.

“
No.
Women.
”

Blaine rushed to the back of the
car and did a double take. There were three women in the trunk. Strippers. All
three of them Blaine recognized. They were alive. Their hands tied, mouths
taped.

Blaine hurried to free the women.
He helped them out of the trunk. They all clung to him, the smell of the fruity
and sexy perfume shooting straight up his nose.

“
What
the hell happened?
”
he
asked Amber.

She blinked fast.
“
They attacked the club.
”

“
Police?
”
Miller asked.

“
No,
”
Amber said.
“
Bikers. Back door. They just
stood there. Then a guy in a suit ordered the three of us to come with him. He
tied us up and put us in the trunk.
”

“
Jesus
Christ,
”
Blaine said. He
touched Amber
’
s face.
“
I
’
m
so sorry, beautiful.
”

Danielle grabbed at Blaine
’
s arm.
“
You saved us. You protected us.
”

He looked at the women and knew
what his reward was going to be. He could fill every hole for hours on these
women and they would still be begging for more. Saving them meant never a need
to pay for them again. Tits, ass, pussy, all for the taking.

Blaine stepped back. He put a hand
to Amber
’
s flat stomach.
“
Just hang here. We
’
ll get you a ride back.
”

“
Then
I
’
m going to ride you,
”
Amber said.

“
And
I
’
ll ride your face,
”
Danielle said.
“
You love that, right?
”

Blaine turned and shook his head.
Could romance take care of all temptation? Because it seemed to be happening.

“
Runner!
”
Gaige yelled.

Blaine spun and saw the driver on
his feet, trying to run. He lifted his gun and shot once, hitting the guy in
the neck. His head snapped to the left, his legs stumbled like goo to the
right, and then he was on the ground, dead.

“
Fuck!
”
Miller growled.
“
We needed information, Blaine.
”

Blaine didn
’
t give a shit.

“
Wait
a second,
”
Landon said.
“
We have something here.
”

There was a piece of paper on the
passenger seat of the car. It was a scribbled note, like a reminder.

Three girls. Rust car. North to
the dessert. BDD ties.

“
He
wrote down his orders,
”
Gaige said.

“
Fuck,
”
Blaine said.
“
I shouldn
’
t have shot him. I
’
m
so sorry, guys. Those strippers
…
that pussy
…
my head and
heart
…”

“
Jesus,
”
Miller said.
“
You
’
re falling in love with Jessa.
”

“
How
touching,
”
Erik said.

“
Wait,
”
Gaige said.
“
Look at this.
”

On the back of the paper was
another handwritten note.

Brown wagon. From the south.
Cash under the seat. Guns in the trunk. Dress casual.

“
He
was the runner for the guns,
”
Miller said.

Everyone fell silent.

Blaine rubbed his chin.
“
That means the car will be just
waiting there. From the south.
”

“
What
do we do?
”
Nate asked.

“
Steal
the car,
”
Miller said.
“
Cash and guns. Cartel will have
different drop points. The car moves, stops, drops the cash. Then it keeps
moving. We get the car and just drive it away. Then we have Vin by the balls.
He
’
ll have to face the
cartel on his own.
”

“
And
this mess?
”
Gaige asked.

“
Bury
the guy. Hide the car.
”
Miller looked back at the women.
“
Call
a prospect to get these strippers a ride back. We have to go to the strip club
and settle this.
”

“
You
going to be able to handle that?
”
Gaige asked Blaine.

“
Fuck
me,
”
Blaine groaned.

Miller slapped Blaine on the back.
“
Let
’
s go, brother. The first time you
’
ll ever come and go from a strip
club and smell like pussy and hand lotion.
”

Everyone laughed.

Except Blaine.

twenty-nine.

The baby was growing and kicking.
Well, maybe not full kicking, but there were movements. Jessa was starting to
show without being able to hide it. That made work a little bit uncomfortable.
The gossip worked its way around and out of the office, as expected. There were
stories floating around, but when Blaine showed up one day to pick Jessa up, it
seemed to shut everyone up.

Truthfully, as crazy as Blaine was,
nobody could possibly resist him.

There was something building up
within the MC. Jessa watched it from the sidelines, waiting for it all to
explode. They were all patient though. There were nights when Blaine left at
like two in the morning and didn
’
t
come back until sunrise, covered in blood and dirt. He
’
d burn his clothes, shower, and go right back at
it.

The only thing he told Jessa was that
he was keeping things on a level playing field.

One night after closing the office,
Jessa left to find Blaine waiting outside.

He was holding a rose and stood
there like an outlaw dream. He was thick with muscle, thicker with cock, and
even more with his heat.

“
What
are you doing here?
”
Jessa
asked.

“
I
’
m taking a night off. I want to
talk to you. Your place?
”

“
Sure.
”

They got to Jessa
’
s apartment. Blaine made her
wait at the door while he checked the entire place. Jessa hated it but
understood it.

“
Want
to tell me why you had to do that?
”
Jessa asked.

“
You
know why,
”
Blaine said.
“
It
’
s
getting heated.
”

“
I
can see that.
”

“
We
’
re close though,
”
Blaine said.

“
Can
you tell me what you
’
re
doing?
”

“
The
reason why I haven
’
t
…”
Blaine ran a hand through his
hair.
“
Shit. If you don
’
t know, you don
’
t have to lie.
”

“
Lie?
”

“
If
something happens.
”

“
Like?
”

“
Christ,
sweetheart. If you get kidnapped.
”

Jessa sucked in a breath.
“
What?
”

“
If
you were taken and you were questioned
…”

“
You
’
re starting to freak me out,
Blaine.
”

Blaine pressed his body to Jessa
’
s, pinning her against the
counter.
“
That
’
s why I
’
m here. You need to take some time off work again.
Blame it on the baby.
”

“
That
’
s bad karma.
”

“
Fuck
karma,
”
Blaine said.
“
I control my fate. My destiny.
”
Blaine stroked Jessa
’
s cheek.
“
Understand?
”

“
You
’
re going to come to the
clubhouse and wait.
”

“
How
long?
”

“
Not
long, sweetheart. They
’
re
moving guns, okay? That
’
s
how Vin is staying alive. We
’
re
going to get the guns and cut Vin off. That puts heat on him from his source.
It
’
s a dangerous situation
and everyone we love and care about has to be accounted for. When the smoke
clears, Vin will be gone.
”

“
You
’
re going to kill him.
”

“
Yes.
”

Jessa swallowed hard.
“
Good.
”

“
It
’
ll be over soon. Then you can
have our baby and we can be happy.
”

“
Are
we happy now?
”

Blaine
’
s lips flirted with Jessa
’
s.
“
Yeah,
we are.
”

“
I
want you, Blaine. Right now.
”

Blaine smiled.
“
Don
’
t worry, I planned on it. I want to hear you
fucking scream.
”

Blaine knew just how to do that.

He stripped Jessa naked right there
in the kitchen. He sat her on the counter and dropped down between her legs.
Everything happened so fast Jessa couldn
’
t
believe her eyes or body. The first flicker of his tongue was more than enough.
Her legs trembled as she felt a wild rush from deep within her core.

Blaine then gently kissed her folds
and looked up at her. His eyes were like a deadly rattlesnake. He was
terrifying and sexy all at the same time.

When he tasted her again, she
grabbed the edge of the counter. His tongue moved fast and with purpose. The
tip of his tongue cut up and down, but when he applied pressure to her clit
that was it. Jessa didn
’
t
care how fast she came, it was Blaine
’
s
fault anyway.

As she started to climax, Blaine
pulled away. He stood up and faced Jessa as her body pulsed.

“
Fuck
…”

Blaine grabbed her left hand and
placed it between her legs.
“
You
do it. You feel it.
”

“
Shit,
”
Jessa whispered.

Blaine curled his fingers around
Jessa
’
s. She moved her
fingers at her center, her eyes staring at Blaine. Her body raged with fire and
raged with pleasure. Her toes curled as her hips kept rocking, the pleasure not
stopping.

“
God,
I fucking love you,
”
Blaine
growled.

He then lifted Jessa and carried
her to her bedroom.

The second he entered her with his
thick cock, Jessa reached back for the headboard and let out a cry. She was
full, achy, and starting to come again. She arched her chest and felt Blaine
’
s mouth devour her neck, her
chest, everywhere.

There were two sides to Blaine. The
first was the raging outlaw side. The side that grabbed her hips, spun her to
the side, and pounded her. His left hand holding her breast tight. His right
hand gripped tight to her ass, his fingertips playing somewhere dangerous yet
exciting.

Then there was a different side.

Blaine pulling out of her and
slithering down. The wild sex instantly calming as he kissed over her round
belly. His hands at her sides, everything becoming so tender. The tip of his
nose touching the nub of her clit, for a split second, as he then drew a
straight line up her body. His mouth slowly engulfing her left breast, sucking
soft and then hard, to the point of Jessa hissing. He pulled away with a
pop
sound and then stared down at her.

He waited and Jessa reached down,
her hand gripping his cock. He was wet and smooth, thick and full. She stroked
him over and over, feeling every inch of his cock. The steely definition
tempted her in wild ways. She then caught herself sitting up, wanting to take
control. She put her hand to his chest and pushed, forcing him back.

It was her turn to taste him.

“
Be
careful,
”
Blaine warned.

“
Try
me,
”
Jessa whispered.

She slid her hand down to the root
of his cock and held tight. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his dick as
she stared at him. He gritted his teeth and groaned. She knew he was close.
That was good. She wanted all of him.

Her lips eased over his head and
kept going. She didn
’
t stop
there either. Moving as slow as she could, she took Blaine as deep as she could
physically allow. Then she moved in reverse, just as slow.

“
Holy
fuck,
”
Blaine growled.

Jessa pulled off him and licked her
lips. She went back down again. This time with more speed. Her tongue pressed
hard to the bottom of his shaft and she sucked him. Her hair bounced all
around. Her other hand squeezed and offered little jerks, anything to bring him
to finishing. Blaine touched the back of her hair and started to thrust. They
found a rhythm together, but that only lasted a short while.

Blaine hissed and every beautiful
muscle in his outlaw body flexed as he started to come.

Jessa felt him inside her mouth,
her warm reward for such hard work. She held steady for the first few pumps and
then started to slowly slide up and down, not wanting to miss out on anything.
She kept the same slow movement for at least another minute before pulling
away.

Blaine touched her cheek and ran
his thumb along her top lip.
“
Goddamn.
”

“
Better
than that whore?
”
Jessa
asked.

It had been burning in her since
the day it happened. She wanted to know. She needed to know.

“
Better
than any whore,
”
Blaine
said.
“
I swear on my dick.
”

“
I
’
m your favorite whore now?
”

“
Forever.
”

Jessa kissed up Blaine
’
s body, tasted the hard ridges
of all his muscle. She pressed her body tight to his and just stayed there. His
arms wrapped tight around hers. Between them, there was life in her belly. She
felt a fluttering feeling. She couldn
’
t
be sure if it was the baby kicking or if it was just her falling in love even
more.

***

When Jessa opened her eyes, she
looked up and Blaine was still awake. He was just staring into the darkness. It
was three in the morning and there was no way Blaine should have been awake.
Jessa
’
s body felt numb and
tingly still. It had been three hours since they last had sex and Jessa wanted
more. Blaine had opened a part of her she didn
’
t
know existed. Some wild side. Or maybe it was pregnancy hormones. Either way,
Jessa loved it.

“
Why
are you awake?
”
Blaine
whispered.

“
Why
are you?
”

“
Don
’
t worry about me.
”

“
I
am,
”
Jessa said.
“
Everything worries me. I have to
figure all this out. Everything is going to change.
”

“
I
know.
”

“
My
body
…
my mind
…
we
’
re going to have a baby, Blaine.
”

“
We
are.
”

“
You
keep thinking about them, don
’
t
you? Why?
”

Blaine looked at Jessa.
“
Because I wasted so much time. I
was ripped apart long before they were taken from me. And you
’
ve put me back together, Jessa.
Now it makes everything bigger. I have something to lose now. And all I want to
do is protect it.
”

“
You
will,
”
Jessa said.
“
I swear to you, Blaine, I trust
you.
”
Jessa took his hand
and placed it on her stomach.
“
We
trust you.
”

“
You
don
’
t know what that means
to me. But it also fucks with my head. I think of all the danger I
’
ve seen in my life. When I was on
both sides of the tracks. It
’
s
not easy. And to think that I lost you once
…
I can
’
t go through that again.
What I put you through that night.
”

“
Blaine,
please
…”

“
If
you hadn
’
t gone to the house,
Vin wouldn
’
t have you in
his sights.
”

Jessa couldn
’
t argue that. In so many ways, Blaine had taken her
life by storm and maybe even ruined it. Jessa thought of it a different way.
Blaine took her by storm and had her hand tight in the craziest ride possible.

“
I
’
m going to be mean for a second,
”
Jessa whispered.
“
We
’
re
here, Blaine. Whoever isn
’
t
…
isn
’
t. I
’
m
not a badass outlaw like you, but I can
’
t
imagine worrying about yesterday is going to keep you focused on tomorrow.
”

“
Damn,
that
’
s deep,
”
Blaine said.
“
That kind of talk could make me
hard.
”

“
You
could get hard if I burped.
”