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BOND

With a plan in place and Church done, I took Rochelle’s hand and followed Bull and Noni out of the hotel to our home. I needed to spend the next few hours holding Rochelle and assuring myself that she’d be safe.

We hadn’t wasted any time when we got home, and we’d barely made it through the door before we attacked each other, stripping clothes off as fast as we could. Turning us so that Rochelle was up against our front door, I thrust my hard cock into her pulsing warmth, closing my eyes in bliss as her pussy enveloped my aching cock.

“Fuck, baby,” I grind out as I again thrust up into Rochelle. “You feel so fucking good; missed you today. I’m not sure I’m going to last, need you too much,” my voice husky with need, I warn her.

“Then don’t,” she whispers against my lips. “Fuck me hard now and then soft in our bed. I need you, Bond, so fucking much that I hurt. I want you to fuck me so hard that I’ll be feeling you all night while I’m up on that roof.”

“You got it, baby,” I reply, tilting my hips back and surging forward, driving my cock hard and deep just like she asked, again and again, until we both came hard. Resting my head against Rochelle’s chest, I listened to the wild thumping of her heart and smiled.

“Hold on tight, sweets,” I order, moving us away from the door and carrying my love to our bathroom to wash up and then back to bed.

Where we spent the next few hours lost in each other. I know we should be getting up and finding something to eat, but I can’t make myself move away from my woman. We’ve been connected in some way since we left Church hours ago.

I’m slowly, almost lazily, pumping in and out of Rochelle, my hands cupping her face, leaning on my elbows to hold my weight off her. Her green eyes are hazy, and I can feel she’s about to come again, but I’m not ready yet.

Stopping my slow thrusts, I wait a beat. “What’s wrong, love?” she asks, tightening her legs around my hips and running her hands through my hair.

“I love you, Rochelle.”

She smiles her wide smile that makes the dimple in her cheek pop, eyes crinkling at the corners, “And I love you too, Bond.”

Stretching forward, I moan slightly as my cock slides deeper into her depths, “You have to promise to be safe tonight, baby. You stay on that fucking roof; our baby girl needs both of us to come back alive.”

“I promise, and you have to keep yourself safe too. I can’t do this without you.”

My lips take hers in a hard kiss, our tongues twining and dancing as we lose ourselves in each other, coming hard.

While I have faith in myself and my brothers, I can’t help but worry that I’ve only just found her and that I may lose her.

Unfortunately, time doesn’t stop, and before I know it, Blaze is hammering on our door to let us know it’s time. I’m holding tight to her hand as we walk towards the hotel. It’s strange to see the big windows shuttered by corrugated iron to protect them as much as possible; the double doors were also reinforced so that nobody should be able to break through them unless they drove a truck through them, which honestly, I wouldn’t put past these motherfuckers.

Securing the hotel was one of the first things we’d done when we’d taken over the town, before we’d even thought of doing the businesses. At the time, I’d wondered if we were going for overkill, but now I was glad of it.

Everyone was waiting for us in the main foyer of the hotel. We were all dressed much the same in black combat trousers and long-sleeved black shirts, our hair covered in tight black skull caps. Josie and Noni had kitted Rochelle out as she didn’t have any suitable clothing.

Bull nodded at us as we walked in. “Here,” he says, handing us two bulletproof vests. Taking them, I held them up with my eyebrows raised in question. It was the one thing we’d not been able to get, and I wondered where they came from.

Bull tipped his head towards Jill, who was competently checking her rifle. On the table where she was sat, there was an arsenal of knives, handguns, and… my eyes widened. Was that fucking grenades?

Blaze was staring hard at Jill, and you could almost see the little hearts floating around his head. She was exactly the type of woman he liked: small, feisty, with a take-no-shit attitude, and the fact that she knew her way around a gun! Man, he was so fucked because from what I gathered, she was a bit of a free spirit and didn’t do relationships. Although that might change if Noni had her way.

“Thanks, Jill,” I state, helping Rochelle into her vest. Jill looked up from her task, her strange whiskey-coloured eyes a little confused until I waved my vest. Her confusion cleared, and she smiled.

“Oh, you’re welcome. There’s more hardware in that bag if you want to help yourselves,” she waves towards a duffle bag.

“Um, Jill,” Noni starts as she has a look in the bag, “not that I’m not grateful, but where did you get all this stuff?”

Jill stands and starts strapping her arsenal to her body. I’m wondering how the hell she’s going to keep standing with the weight because she’s not a big person.

She only replies once she’s done, “You know that I’ve been the person that everyone in my family calls on when they need something, right?”

Noni nods; we all know this because it’s the one thing that bothers Noni the most—she feels like Jill’s family takes advantage of her. “Well, I took your advice and started to do things for me when my family no longer needed me as much,” she informs Noni. “I’ve been moonlighting as a bodyguard-come-nanny for clients that,” she hesitates before continuing, “let’s just say they’re unique. And also, very powerful. I’ve kept in contact with most of them over the years and made some powerful connections. This hardware came from a thankful client whose daughter I found when nobody else would look for her. It’s all untraceable, so no need to worry about the police or anything.”

“Um, well, fuck,” Noni mutters, rubbing a hand down her face. “I was going to offer you a job here, but it seems you won’t need it.”

Jill grins at Noni, and Blaze perks up when she responds, “Oh, I’ll be taking the job, Noni, don’t you worry. I need a break from travelling, and honestly, I’m homesick. I’ve missed spending time with you, and the children are growing too quickly. I don’t want them to forget me. So, yes, I’ll be staying, but first let’s kick some arse and get rid of this problem so that I can get to know Rochelle and Josie better.” Jill walks to another box and opens it up, “Here,” she hands an earpiece to Bull, “I know you lot have your own, but these aren’t on the market yet and are military grade. I thought we’d test them out and see what you think.”

Rochelle was smiling next to me as Jill handed her an earpiece. “What are you smiling at, baby?” I ask.

“She’s awesome. I love the Crow ladies; they’re all fucking bad arse,” she smirks at me.

Wrapping my hand around her ponytail, I pull her head back and press a hard kiss to her lips.

“You ladies may be bad arse, but remember to keep yourselves safe.”

“We will, don’t worry,” Rochelle answers, pressing a last kiss to my lips. She picks up a handgun and checks it over before grabbing another clip and another box of ammo that she stuffs in the pocket of her combat trousers.

“Fuck me, brother, is there anything hotter than competent women?” Blaze mutters from next to me.

“Nope,” I agree just as Bull calls out.

“All right, people, let’s get into place. Ladies, you stay on that fucking roof for as long as you can and keep safe. Josie and Skinny, let’s get you over to the veterinary office and get you set up.”

Those of us who had women gave them one last kiss, and then we were out the door, waiting as Noni secured it. When we heard the last of the locks engage, only then did we move out, surrounding Josie and Skinny as we walked them over to the veterinary clinic.

Skinny had an office at the hotel, but when we built the clinic, he’d insisted that we build an office for him, and now I was glad. He had a basement put in, and that’s where he’d set up. Because of the issue with electricity, the clinic ran primarily off solar, so it was never without power.

Josie made her way through the animals that she had housed here, and we helped her move the cages down the stairs so they’d be safe in the room with her and Skinny.

Skinny had a bank of monitors set up along one wall; we had cameras covering the whole town, including the roads leading in. Josie was used to helping him, so we left them to it, closing the reinforced door behind us as we left, making sure the corrugated panels were pulled down over the doors and windows, ensuring they were as safe as could be.

There was a slight click, and then Noni’s voice came through our earpieces, “We’re in place.”

Bull tapped his earpiece, and the clicks came through loud and clear as he let Noni know we’d heard her.

We stopped off at the garage where we’d left some of our bigger arsenal locked up in the one office there. When we walked in, I noticed that there seemed to be a lot more than there was this morning, including a rocket launcher.

My eyes widened at seeing it, “Holy fuck, is that a rocket launcher? Where the fuck did we get that from?”

“Jill,” Blaze answers dreamily, picking up the rocket launcher. Cairo, Bull, and I exchange amused looks.

“Um, brother, you know she’s not one to stick around, right? Even though she’s said she’ll take the job with Noni, it doesn’t mean that it will stick,” I remind him.

Blaze sobers, “I know, and there’s no interest there from her, but I can’t seem to help myself.”

Clasping his shoulder, I shake it gently, “I’m sorry, brother, I’ve been there, and it sucks.”

Blaze shrugs, “It is what it is; now let’s load up.”

Understanding that he didn’t want to talk about it, we armed up and filled our backpacks with anything we thought we’d need. Cairo and I picked up the spike strips we’d made. They weren’t as good as the industrial ones, but they’d work for what we needed them to do. Huh, maybe Jill could get us some with her connections.

“Remember, we let the first car through and then throw those down,” Bull reminds us.

“Do we know how many cars they’ll be in and where he’s likely to be in the entourage?” Cairo wants to know.

Rochelle’s voice came through, making us realise we’d been on open comms all the time which meant the women had heard our conversation with Blaze. We’d have to deal with the fallout from that later, though.

“With the number of men he’ll be bringing, I’d say there would probably be three vehicles. He’ll be in the last one because he’s a coward and will send his men in first.”

“Thanks, baby.”

“No problem, we’re switching off open comms now,” Rochelle informs us before the line goes quiet.

“Okay, brothers, we’ll deal with the fallout of having open comms after this clusterfuck is over. Get to your places, stay safe, and for fuck’s sake, stay alive,” Bull orders as he loops the strap of his AK47 over his head.

“Sir, yes, sir,” we call out, saluting him.

Bull chuckles, “Fucking idiots. Get going.”

We laugh and jog off to our assigned places. It had been good to laugh, though. We needed it, and it took the focus off Blaze.

Dismissed, we each jogged to our assigned places, only stopping to put additional weapons in easy-to-reach places. After this was all over, we’d go through and pick them up.

Once that was done, I settled into my assigned place to wait. This was the boring part, and what I found that I hated the most. Sending up a quick prayer that we’d all come out of this alive and unhurt, I hoped someone was listening.