Page 12 of Kraken (Hades Abyss MC #4: Mississippi Chapter)

Kraken

Instead of calling Church, once the women and kids were safe, Titan met with all of us in the main room of the clubhouse.

Even the Prospects needed to hear his plan.

He leaned against the bar, ankles and arms crossed, as he surveyed the room.

I stood at his side with the VP. I got the feeling the Sadistic Saints would strike again, and it was coming soon.

“I appreciate all of you coming here,” Titan said. “While we did want Kraken’s woman to feel like she wasn’t alone, you know there’s more going on. The Sadistic Saints want her back.”

“When you say back…” Cowboy trailed off. “We don’t know the entire story. What are we getting involved in?”

I glanced at the Pres before taking a step forward. “Phoebe’s family sold her to the Sadistic Saints. They raped and tortured her, treated her like a whore. I not only got her out of there, but I claimed her. And I left a little message for them by way of killing their Pres.”

Titan snorted. “And he carved his message on the man’s torso.”

“Nice!” Havoc grinned.

“Only you’d get excited over something like that,” Rocky said.

“The point is I won’t back down. Phoebe is mine, and I’ll be damned if I let those bastards get her back,” I said. “She was scared, abused, and treated like garbage. I don’t even want to think of what they’d do to Ember if they had the chance.”

“Do you really think they’ll come here and try to take her? It’s one thing to attempt to lure her out of here, but to actually enter the compound and snatch her is another matter,” Rocket said.

“They’ve let us know they want her back,” Titan said. “Since we aren’t dropping her on their doorstep, they’ll show up sooner or later.”

“You reinforced this place after Slider came here with his woman,” Rocket said. “There’s no way they’ll get past your security. Or manage to get into the bunker. You’ll need something to lure them into at least trying, or you’ll have to leave a weak spot where they can breach the compound.”

I scowled at Rocket. “We’re not using my woman as bait.”

He lifted his hands. “Didn’t say you needed to. But with this place locked up like Fort Knox, there’s no fucking way they’ll get inside. Kind of hard to take them down if we’re in here and they’re out there.”

“So we leave a weak spot,” Titan said.

“What about the south corner?” Gravel asked. “It’s far enough from the bunker. We could deactivate the cameras on that end, or at least make it look like they’re not working, and make sure anyone patrolling the area does it at easily timed intervals. It would give them plenty of time to break in.”

“I’m on it,” Wizard said. “I’ll have those cameras taken care of within the hour. I’ll even head over that way, give them a good once-over to make it look like they’re broken. I can be convincing.”

“I’ll make a patrol schedule,” I said. “I want at least one Prospect to head down into the bunker until this is over. Everyone else, it’s all hands on deck.”

Brick snorted. “You’re not in the Navy anymore, Kraken. We aren’t on a fucking ship.”

I flipped him off. It was no secret I’d been in the military, but only a select few knew I’d been a Naval aviator.

When my brothers heard I’d been in the Navy, with my penchant for killing off our problems, they’d dubbed me Kraken.

Except I hadn’t struck from the depths of the sea, I’d taken out enemies by air.

“If there’s anything you need to take care of, any last-minute tasks in case this shit goes south, I suggest you do it now,” Titan said. “These sick fucks will fight dirty, and they won’t be trying to just knock us out. They’ll want to remove us from the equation permanently.”

“How many chapters do those bastards have?” Rocket asked.

“Three that I know of,” I said. “The one I snatched Phoebe from, another in California, and one up in New York.”

“So, none close enough for them to call in reinforcements,” Brick said. “Unless they already did and brought other chapters with them.”

“Anyone had eyes on them?” I asked.

“Haven’t seen them around here yet,” Pretty Boy said.

“That’s because you’ve been too busy keeping eyes on your sister,” Gravel said. “How’s that going?”

“The Wicked Mayhem are going to handle it. One of their officers is going to claim her.” He ran a hand over his head. “Just hope Ophelia doesn’t get all mouthy and fuck things up. They’re her only hope.”

I shook my head, not wanting to get involved in the family drama that circled Pretty Boy and his sister. I hoped he was right about Ophelia. I needed his head screwed on straight.

“Everyone get the fuck out, or stick around and have a beer. Whatever. I’ve got shit to do.” Titan walked off down the hall.

I hoped his “shit” didn’t involve a certain young woman down in the bunker.

I wasn’t about to tell the Pres where he could and couldn’t stick his dick, but I really hoped he wasn’t about to fuck shit up with us and the Dixie Reapers.

It was nice having allies, and I didn’t think Cowboy would take it too well if his eldest ended up warming the Pres’s bed.

Titan was right about one thing, though.

There was always a chance we wouldn’t all walk away from a fight with the Sadistic Saints.

If this was my last day breathing, I wanted to make sure Phoebe knew what she meant to me.

Until Wizard laid his trap, those bastards wouldn’t be coming into the compound.

I motioned Patriot over. “I want you to organize some patrol rounds in the south corner using Riley, Sean, and Smoke. Make sure there’s at least a thirty-minute break between their passes through that area.

I want those fuckers to have a chance to break in.

That being said, y’all try to give me at least forty minutes with my woman. ”

Patriot smirked, but I knew he’d do as I’d asked.

I left the clubhouse and went back to the old barn, where we’d hidden the bunker.

It had been improved since the last time we’d needed it.

A hidden door still led downstairs to the bunker, but now there was a steel door that required not only a code, but another door with a retina scan before you could access the bunker.

Every patched member could enter, but the Prospects hadn’t earned the right just yet, which meant whatever Prospect came down here to watch the women would have to be let in by a brother.

I let myself in and scanned the area for Phoebe.

Jordan held Ember as she chatted with Violeta.

I made my way through the room and stopped outside the master bedroom.

It was meant for the Pres, but I’d known he’d want Phoebe to use it.

The sound of a woman crying had me turning the knob and stepping inside.

Phoebe curled in the center of the bed, tears soaking her cheeks and the blanket.

“Baby girl, what’s wrong?” I asked.

She gasped and jolted upright. “Kraken!”

I shut and locked the door. “Just us here, baby. You don’t have to call me that right now.”

“Blake, I thought you were trying to take down the Sadistic Saints.”

“I am, just not right this very moment. Right now, I’m going to spend some time with a beautiful woman I happen to call my wife.” I sank into the edge of the bed and reached out to run my fingers through her hair. “Why are you crying?”

“I don’t know. It just felt like everything was pressing down on me. I don’t know anyone here, and while they’re nice, I feel out of place.”

“Baby, you’re not out of place. This compound is your home, which makes you the reigning queen of this Hades Abyss chapter, since you’re the only old lady right now.

Not to mention you’re an officer’s wife.

” I leaned down on my elbow and tugged her close to me.

She cuddled up to me. “You know, we got the all clear from Bones and didn’t even get to celebrate. ”

She bit her lip and looked like she was trying not to smile. “Blake, did you come down here to have sex before going off to war?”

“Can you think of a better way to spend the next half hour?”

Her shoulders shook with silent laughter. I didn’t know if that meant she agreed, or found the situation amusing. Either way, my woman was a temptation I couldn’t ignore another moment. I covered her body with mine, and kissed her long and deep. Phoebe wound her arms around my neck, opening to me.

“Not laughing now, are you?” I asked.

“Thirty minutes just doesn’t seem all that long,” she said between kisses.

“Guess we better make the most of it.”

I peeled her clothes off before ditching my own.

Her skin felt like warm silk as I pressed her into the mattress.

My sweet Phoebe was every bit as eager as I was, her pussy already slick and swollen.

As much as I wanted the moment to last forever, I knew we had limited time.

I’d make it up to her later. I shifted my hips, sinking into her wet heat.

“Blake.” She moaned and dug her nails into my shoulders. “So good. Don’t stop.”

“I thought you felt good before, but damn, baby. Nothing compares to taking you bare.” I nipped her jaw. “Can’t wait to put a baby in you.”

“Less talk. More fucking.”

I grinned and kissed the hell out of her.

Her pussy rippled around my cock, making me want to slam into her.

I gripped her hip and thrust deep. Her soft cries made my dick even harder.

When all this was over, I was going to find a babysitter for Ember so I could keep my woman in bed for a solid twenty-four hours, only coming up for air long enough to rehydrate and eat.

“That’s it, baby girl. Come for me.” I stroked in and out of her. “Show me how much you love having my cock inside you.”

She lifted her hips, taking me in deeper. I ground against her, pressing against her clit, and she came apart, crying out my name. Fuck! The gush of her release nearly sent me over the edge.

“So fucking perfect. Come for me again.”