Page 14 of Killer (The Skulls #5)

On Friday morning Killer rolled over, stretching out the sleep from his joints, not that he’d gotten much sleep. Smiling, he saw Kelsey was passed out beside him. Ever since taking her virginity he’d not given her a single moment of rest when they were together. While he worked at the shop with Mason was all the time away from her he needed. Most nights he left dinner to bend Kelsey over the table and pound into her from behind. He was making up for a lot of lost time.

His cock stirred remembering the feel of her lips wrapped around his shaft last night. Kelsey was insatiable. Her lust matched his in every way. They were perfect for each other.

Reaching out, he stroked a hand down her back loving the feel of her skin against his fingertips.

“Leave me alone,”

she said, muttering against the pillow. Pushing the hair off her back, he kissed down her spine, licking a path the further down he went. She moaned but made no move to fight him. Lifting her onto her knees, he opened the lips of her pussy to see her cunt glinting at him.

The puckered hole of her anus stared at him. He wanted to claim her ass as much as he’d claimed everything else.

His cock was rock hard already, and he couldn’t wait to fuck her.

“Get a condom,”

he said, sliding his tongue into her juicy cunt.

Her cream exploded on his tongue the instant he slid inside her. Gathering her juice onto his fingers, he slid them back to press against her ass.

She tensed up but threw the foil packet in easy reach of him.

“Shall I stop?”

he asked. Her ass was tight, and he had to put some pressure to get the tip of his finger inside her ass.

“No!”

Chuckling, he slid down to lap at her clit. He felt like a starving man needing to get another hit from her essence.

“Killer,”

she said, moaning.

Sliding his finger deep into her ass he withdrew to press back inside, getting her used to the feel of him inside her.

“Does that feel good?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“You like my finger in your ass?”

“Yes.”

Adding a second finger he tongued her pussy going from her pussy to her clit, teasing her with his ministrations. She grunted then whimpered as he brought her to the peak but withdrew completely. Her juices coated his chin, and he wiped them away.

With the two fingers inside her ass, he sawed them, trying to stretch her out to take him.

When he could stand it no longer, he removed his fingers and left to go to the bathroom. He quickly washed his hand shouting for her to stay in position for him. Grabbing the tube of lubrication from under the sink, he entered the bathroom to find her still on her knees.

“Good girl,”

he said, sliding his fingers across the cheeks of her ass.

“You’re making it hard for me to think.”

“Don’t think. It’s a waste of time here.”

Tearing open the foil packet, he slid the latex over his cock before placing the tip of his cock inside her. He watched her pussy open up taking all of his cock. Sliding all the way inside he groaned feeling each ripple of her pussy. She was fucking heaven, the perfect combination of pleasure and pain for him.

Gripping her hips, he tightened his grip knowing his touch would leave bruises. He couldn’t wait. Seeing the marks of his possession on her skin drove him insane. All he wanted to do was mark her so every man who saw her knew who she belonged to.

Staying still within her depths, he grabbed the lube and put plenty onto his fingers. The only way he was going to get inside her tight, hot ass was to get her ready to take him.

“Killer,”

she said, moaning.

She tried to thrust back against him. He slapped her ass, stopping her.

“Don’t move until I tell you to.”

Kelsey cried out, muttering. He landed another spank to her ass.

“I’m going to make you feel good in no time. Stop trying to force my hand.”

He warned her, refusing to move.

“Fine, you win.”

“The more you realize I win all the time, the better it will be.”

She blew a raspberry, which he found adorable. He knew exactly what would shut her up.

Taking his lubed fingers, he slid them over her puckered ass not pressing for more.

“You’re driving me crazy,” she said.

Using one lubed finger he slid into her ass without stopping. She cried out, wriggling on his cock.

Chuckling, he kept a firm hold of her hip with the other hand, digging the tips of his fingers into her skin. Bruises, he wanted to mark her for all to see.

Determined to get what he wanted, he dug in deeper as she took the second finger in her ass.

“I’m going to get you ready to take my cock, baby,”

he said, sliding his fingers in and out. Her pussy was so fucking wet.

She held him like a fist, tightening around his fingers and cock.

When he could take no more he pulled out of her cunt only to slam back inside. It was awkward, fucking her ass with his fingers and her pussy with his cock, but Killer loved a challenge.

“Please,”

she said, begging him.

“Touch yourself. I want to feel you come before I do.”

He slammed into her over and over. She touched her clit, and Kelsey splintered apart. Killer loved how she never tried to lie to him, pretending to come when she actually hadn’t. Some women got off on that. Killer thought it was ridiculous. Why fake an orgasm when he was more than prepared to give them the real deal?

Shoving all thoughts of other women out of his mind, he concentrated on her sweet cunt swallowing him up.

Soon, he’d take her without a condom. Sandy was stopping by the mechanic shop to take some blood to run tests for him, which he was thankful for. The last few days had become a nightmare. Many times he pulled away before he actually fucked her naked.

“So fucking tight. My pussy.”

He screwed her hard, not caring about anything but his own orgasm.

He felt her reach her second as he growled out his first. Kelsey was far better than his fist. Removing his fingers from her ass, he removed his cock, picked her up and carried her into the shower.

“You’ve got to stop picking me up like this,”

she complained. Turning the water on, he chuckled as she squealed at the cold.

Riding himself of the condom, he threw it in the trash before joining her.

“You’ve not even kissed me this morning.”

She pouted up at him.

Her wrists were getting wet, but he wasn’t concerned. The wounds were healed, and Sandy was coming to check them out later that day.

Sinking his fingers into her hair he tilted her head back.

“Then I better make up for it now.”

He pressed her against the cold tile, slamming his lips down on hers before she said another word.

Her moans were answer enough. She touched his stomach, her fingers dancing down to grip his hardening cock.

“Please,” she said.

When she’d sucked on him before, he always made sure to wear a condom before she took him into her mouth.

“No, not until I’m sure of everything first.”

He kissed her lips. It was the only thing he allowed until he got a clean bill of health.

Kissing her hard, he washed her body before helping her out.

He left her to dress, to grab the jeans he left downstairs in the sitting room the night before. Killer had taken to leaving condoms in every room. They fucked whenever the need hit them.

Dressing in jeans and a shirt, he put the coffee pot on before getting himself some cereal. He had to work in twenty minutes, and he didn’t want to be late.

Kelsey wore a yellow summer dress with a cardigan to cover the white plasters over her wrists.

“What time will you be home tonight?”

she asked.

“I should be back by five thirty. We’ve got the weekend to ourselves, so be ready to be fucked every chance I get.”

She chuckled, pouring a coffee for herself.

“Are you coming to town?” he asked.

“No, I’m going to soak up the sun until Sandy comes. Who is dropping her off?”

“Stink or Zero I think. Neither man wants to stick around the club at the moment.”

He placed his empty bowl in the sink, finishing off his coffee.

“Will they be staying the night?”

“No, they’re staying for dinner but will be on the road in no time. We need to be hidden until Alex comes back with information.”

“What is Michael doing? Do you know if he’s sending police out looking for us or if he’s just leaving us alone?”

she asked, glancing down into her cup.

He wondered how to answer. The truth was the best course of action.

“He confronted Tiny at the club the day after. No police have gotten involved, but he’s still in Fort Wills. Some of our men are onto him. Do you miss him?”

“No. I’m more worried for us.”

“Don’t be, baby. I’ve got to get going. See you soon.”

He kissed her head, forcing himself to leave the house before he stayed. Leaving Kelsey after everything that happened was getting harder and harder each day.

****

“Are you sure he’s fine sitting outside?”

Kelsey asked, looking out the open door to see Stink on his cell phone.

“Yeah, he doesn’t like watching me play doctor.”

Sandy removed the white plasters that covered her scars.

“This is perfect. The scars will be minimal but can’t be helped.”

She assessed the marks in detail.

“Providing you’re not doing dirty work, I think it’s best to leave them open. It will help for them to heal faster.”

Kelsey waited for Sandy to finishing cleaning them before talking again. Resting her hands in her lap, she stared at the other woman as she packed her case away.

“How are Tate and the others?”

“Tate’s fine. She’s her usual bossy self. I love her, but she’s driving the men crazy with her fears. She wanted to come today and so did Zero, but Stink wouldn’t let them.”

Sandy shrugged.

“Everyone is on lockdown. I think Alex might have found something out. There was a call last night, but none of the men are saying anything. They’re keeping it all to themselves being all secretive.”

Sandy called Stink in to take the case back out to the car. The other man wasn’t wearing his leather cut either. Kelsey asked why.

“This is a new threat, and until they all know what’s going on, the men don’t leave Fort Wills with a cut. Stink hates it, but he wouldn’t let Zero take his place.”

Sandy rested her head on her palm.

“Why does Zero want to come here?”

Kelsey asked, pleased to be talking to people she knew. Tate was her best friend, but she’d take whatever friendship she could get.

“He’s on lockdown with Sophia. Man is in love with her.”

Sandy rolled her eyes.

“He tries to hide it.”

Kelsey knew about Zero’s infatuation with Sophia. Tate talked about it often.

“What about you, Kels? How is married life treating you?”

Laughing, Kelsey stared down at the ring on her ring finger.

“It’s pretty perfect.”

“I recognize that glow, honey. Killer fucking you good, is he?”

Heat filled her cheeks. Sandy’s words embarrassed her, especially when Stink chuckled on his way back.

“Can’t you keep anything to yourself?”

Kelsey asked.

“Come on, I want details. I’ve stopped being a fuck buddy to the men. It’s my own choice, but I need details, lots and lots of details,”

Sandy said.

Rolling her eyes, Kelsey stood to make a cup of tea.

“Killer says you’re staying for dinner?”

“Yeah, I’ve already stopped by to take his blood.”

“What? Why would you need to take Killer’s blood?”

Kelsey started to worry about the man she’d been staying with. How had she not known something was wrong with him? She felt like such an awful girlfriend. Girlfriend? Was she a girlfriend?

Crap, her thoughts were getting too far ahead of her.

“Girl, he wants to be clean so he can fuck you without a condom.”

Okay, her cheeks were going to set on fire if Sandy kept talking bluntly. “What?”

“Don’t be worried. I’ll do the tests, but Killer wants to get rid of the rubber. He’s staking his claim over you, and it’s only a matter of time before you’re his old lady with a ring on your finger that means the same.”

Sandy stood, stretching out her muscles.

“God, I’ve been sitting for a long time in that blasted car.”

“You can go for a walk if you want around the garden. I’m going to get dinner ready for when Killer’s off work.”

Kelsey stood, making two coffees for her guests. Stink took both cups from her as Sandy was stretching out in the garden.

She saw the lust in the other man’s gaze, directed entirely at Sandy.

“Cheers, doll.”

“You’re welcome.”

Kelsey hated calling him Stink and made herself scarce. The look in his eyes made her feel frozen to the spot. Did Sandy know that the man wanted her?

It wasn’t her place to tell Sandy what she knew.

Concentrate on my own business.

She pulled the steaks out of the fridge to get to room temperature as she made a mixture to stuff into the beef.

Every now and then she stared outside wondering about the strange couple.

Sandy was so independent while Stink seemed closed off.

Neither of them looked ready to open up to the other.

Getting back to her work, she rolled the stuffing into the steaks, placing them in a pot covering them with tomatoes and herbs before putting the pot into the oven.

All she needed to do was cook some pasta, toss together some salad, and dinner was made.

Glancing at the clock she saw Killer was going to be home within the hour.

She stepped outside to soak up what little bit of sun she could.

Stink was on the phone a lot of the time while Sandy took in the sun.

“Man, this is the life. With lockdown we’re not allowed outside unless accompanied by one of the crew. It gets dull having a man watch over you.”

“Killer’s orders were getting some sun.”

“You’re not tanned enough, Kels. You’ve got to learn to show a bit of skin off to get what you want.”

Sandy had her eyes closed, stretched out on one of the loungers. Her skirt was up around her waist as her shirt lay open exposing her modest bra.

“I can’t just get naked,” she said.

“You’d be surprised what you can do, honey. Me, I didn’t think it was possible to be confident as I got older, but look at me. I fuck who I want, and I’m not exactly in my early twenties. I’m in my late thirties, and I’m not telling you my exact age either.”

Kelsey chuckled.

“Don’t be concerned about your age. Stink certainly doesn’t mind your age.”

Sandy opened her eyes, shielding them from the sun with a palm to her forehead.

“What are you going on about?”

she asked.

“Stink. He’s got feelings for you.”

It was Sandy’s time to laugh.

“No, honey, you’ve got that completely wrong. He doesn’t want anything to do with me. Tiny gave him the job of looking after me. It’s all he’s doing.”

Kelsey wanted to dispute the other woman, but Killer walked out the back door covered in his overalls, which were thick with grease.

“Hey, man, ladies. I’m going to wash up, and I’ll be out to join you.”

Killer left without another word.

“Wow, isn’t this domestic bliss if ever I saw it,”

Sandy said.

“Stop it. I better finish up dinner.”

Leaving the two in the garden, Kelsey filled a pot with water and started to prepare the salad along with several other items. She set the table for the four of them, then drained the pasta. When she got to the salad, Killer stepped up behind her.

“I’m clean now, baby.”

He kissed her neck, sucking on her pulse.

“Fuck, I missed you.”

His hands banded around her waist, drawing her back against his cock. She felt the hard length on his cock against her ass. He moaned then reached up to cup her breast.

“Wish they were gone. I’d fuck you right now before we eat.”

She wanted that. Closing her eyes, she crossed her legs feeling heat spill into her panties.

Stink cleared his throat making them aware of his presence. She jumped at the sudden intrusion while Killer laughed but didn’t pull away immediately.

“Sorry,”

Stink said.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Yes, you did.”

Killer pulled away, dropping a kiss to her neck as he left.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw him go to the fridge withdrawing some juice.

Once they were all around the table, Kelsey visibly relaxed.

“Dude, you’re serving us juice?”

Stink asked.

“If you were sticking around you’d get beer, but seeing as you’re leaving I’m not going to spend my night worrying about you. I’ve got many other things planned for this evening,”

Killer said, reaching out to cup the back of her neck.

She smiled at him, feeling a tightening deep in her core. Killer knew what to say to make her melt for him.

The dinner went really well. Sandy and Stink complimented her food in between Killer asking questions about the club and life outside of the house.

Whenever Michael’s name was brought up she couldn’t help but get nervous. She’d married a man whom she knew nothing about. Most women would laugh at her stupidity.

A couple of hours later they stood together waving at their departing friends. Kelsey wished they were going along with them. She hated being away from Tate and Fort Wills. There were times she missed being a dental nurse.

Killer tugged her back into the house, kissing her neck.

“We’ll be leaving soon, I guarantee it.”

“How? How can you guarantee it?”

she asked.

He slammed the door closed and pressed her against the wall. She gasped as he tore the straps of her dress down her shoulders.

“Sandy told me you got the all clear.”

He lifted her hands to rest the palms against the wall.

“Yes.”

“Good. I can’t stand you being in pain.”

Down the dress went landing at her feet. Next he rid her of the bra and then her panties.

“Now, it’s time for us to make up for lost time.”

****

“They’re in a small town called Paradise Rocks,”

Daniel said, entering the hotel room. Michael stood feeling terror grip him. If they knew where Kelsey and Killer were living then his enemies would also know the truth.

“How do you know?”

“Our men followed Sandy and Stink. They were not very clever in shaking them off.”

Daniel held up his cell phone showing a picture of the happy couple.

The picture was like a kick to the gut.

Kelsey looked so bloody happy, and it wasn’t because of him.

He’d really thought he could get her to stay married to him. She never argued, until recently, and he liked the idea of having a wife who would let him do what he wanted. Michael liked variety in his women.

“Arrange a meeting with them. I want to keep them off her scent as long as possible.”

Wiping a hand down his face, Michael started to panic.

Shit, fuck, shit.

Not only had Kelsey been discovered and her name linked with his but also Alex had found out the fucking truth.

Michael believed he’d buried any paperwork linking his name to the trafficking.

It was only a matter of time before The Skulls knew the truth.

Maybe death would have been a better way to end his life.

“Sir, they’re not answering,”

Daniel said.

Both men froze as the hotel’s door was slammed open and a bleeding member of their security team was gasping for breath.

Michael recognized the young man as Ben, the one who helped to dispose of the girl shot in the head, the same man he posted outside of Kelsey’s door.

“We’ve been betrayed. The girls are gone. Eric and Mark are dead. They got a call, and the next moment they started shooting.”

Ben collapsed to the floor, bleeding out.

Cursing, Michael got to the business of getting Ben to the hospital.

It wasn’t the brightest move he made.

Sitting in the hospital, Michael looked at all of his problems.

If he didn’t act Kelsey would be dead like a long line of girls before her, and if they took Killer’s life, he’d have The Skulls on his back.

Running a hand down his face, Michael weighed up his options.

There was no other option. The only way to get out of this alive was to bring The Skulls in.

“Daniel, call Tiny, the leader of The Skulls MC. It’s time for us to get some help.”

For Kelsey and Killer’s sake, he hoped he wasn’t too late.