14: END GAME

There’s something that she’s not telling me. Something that means the difference between her being with me and her not. If I can just get her to trust me enough to tell the truth.

My phone buzzes at my hip, and I glance down to check it.

“Alicia, can you come and finish this sale?” I call out to one of my employees.

“Sure,” she says, locking the cabinet that she’d been working inside of.

I step away and punch in Nova’s number.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“I think I know who it is,” she says breathlessly. “I just got a note in the mail along with a piece of jewelry.”

“I’m on the way,” I say, walking back to the front.

“Alicia, you guys hold down the fort. I gotta run to make.”

She nods, and I head to my office, locking up before I head outside to my bike.

“Where are you?” Nova asks.

“My shop heading your way.”

“Didn’t they say you needed to stay as far away from me as possible? I only called to let you know what was going on so you could let the guys know.”

“Was there a note?” I ask, ignoring her comment and hopping on my bike.

“Yeah.”

When she reads it back to me, anger grows in my belly. I’m about to prove this fucker wrong. I end the call and start my bike up. I don’t bother to call anyone because if they didn’t notice something was fucking wrong already, I don’t trust them enough to protect her.

When I pull up to her place, it’s quiet, and nothing looks out of sync. My phone starts ringing no sooner than I climb off my bike.

“Yeah?” I answer when I see my Prez’s name flashing across my screen.

“The fuck are you doing here, End Game?”

“She received a packet and a note, and no one ever saw it.”

“We saw it, End Game, but it was dropped off by her regular mail person, not by this dude.”

“She’s scared, Anarchy.”

“We know this, but she’s being watched. Falcon has eyes inside the house just as he promised you he would. Get the fuck out of there.”

“Can’t. I just need to let her know that we’ve got it under control. She needs to see my face, Prez. Can’t let her down again.”

He sighs, and I end the call, walking up the sidewalk to the porch. I rap on the door with my knuckles and wait until Nova answers the door. Her eyes are red-rimmed, and she’s hugging herself.

We don’t bother to exchange words. I just crush her body against mine, holding her close.

We stand that way in the doorway for a long time until my phone starts ringing again. I don’t reach for my phone this time, but I’ll wish that I had. Gunfire rings out around us, and I fall to the floor, still holding Nova in my arms.

She cries out as her body hits the floor hard, but I continue covering her as the shots ring out all around.

“Stay low and move to the back!” I holler as I kick the door closed with my foot.

Pulling myself with my arms and elbows, I Army crawl to the middle of the living room as I holler out, “Stay low!”

Just as I remove my gun to start shooting, shots ring out over my head. There’s no time to be appalled at the revelation that Nova is kneeling somewhere behind me but slightly higher, firing off rounds of her own.

When the return fire ceases, I turn around and glare at her.

“Get your ass back to the room!” I hiss.

“Can’t! It’s on fire!” she calls out.

Peering around the corner, I see smoke and a flickering light.

“Let’s go!” I call out to her as she whisks the kitten into her arms.

I grab her hand and pull her from the cottage onto the lawn. There’s no way that the authorities won’t be alerted if they haven’t been already.

“End Game! We gotta go!” Bullet calls out from his bike at the curb as Cannon and Mayhem pull up behind him,

“Get to the clubhouse! Now!” Cannon orders from the street.

Nova heads to her car as I run to my bike. My brothers pull off right behind me, and I follow her as we all head to the clubhouse. Sirens sound behind us no sooner than we exit onto the main street.

The ride back to the clubhouse is fraught with tension. I can tell by the way my brothers ride. After we pull through the gates, I pull up beside Nova’s car, and she lets her window down.

“Head to the cottage. I’ll meet you there shortly.”

I can tell she’s terrified by her wide-eyed gaze and her trembling lower lip.

I head into the clubhouse and straight to Anarchy’s office.

“The fuck was that?” Cannon yells when I enter Anarchy’s office. “We told you not to come to the house!” Cannon shouts at me.

“If I hadn’t, she’d be dead right now!” I yell back. “Y’all did nothing, absolutely nothing, to protect her!”

“She wouldn’t be dead! Your ass standing there hugging her in the doorway is what brought him out of hiding! If you’d stayed away, she would’ve been safe like we told you!” Cannon shouts.

“The fact that my presence brought him out is a good thing. That’s what we wanted? Where is he?”

“Falcon and Terminator took off after his car,” Mayhem says.

“Did anyone get a good description? Did I hit his car?”

“His car was shot up but not bad enough to stop it,” Bullet says.

“Where were you guys?”

“One street over, watching the place from an empty house,” Mayhem says.

“Took you long enough to get there,” I grumble.

“Dude! We did everything we could! You were given direct fucking orders, and you didn’t listen, Bro!” Bullet says.

I push through the crowd and shove him in the chest. He shoves me back as Cannon grabs him, and Mayhem grabs me.

Anarchy takes his time walking between us.

“The next time I give you an order, you’d better fucking listen. You’d better do exactly as I say, or you’re out on your ass! I can’t protect you, her, or the men if you’re running around like Doc Holliday in Tombstone! This ain’t Hollywood, and you ain’t him. I don’t give a rat’s ass if she’s your girl. This is my show, End Game! You got that?”

Breathing hard and flaring my nostrils as I ball my fists by my side, I say, “Yeah. Loud and clear.”

He turns and looks at Cannon. “See if you can reach Falcon.”

Cannon spares me a glance and then pulls out his phone to make the call. We sit in tense silence as we wait for the call to end.

“They’re on their way back here. Should be here in twenty minutes,” Cannon informs us.

“You. Go check on Nova to make sure she’s okay,” Anarchy orders.

I nod, walking out of the office and riding over to her cottage.

“Hey,” she greets softly when I knock at the door.

Resting my arm on the door frame, I lean sideways and close my eyes.

“Hey, are you okay?” she asks, reaching up to touch my face.

Smirking, I reply, “Funny. I’m supposed to be here asking you the same thing.”

Her hand drops, and she says, “A bit shaken up, but I’m good. I don’t think I want to go back there, though.”

“You’ll call the insurance company after you make a report—”

“I have no idea what I should say to them,” she sighs loudly, stepping back from the doorway. “Come on in.”

Stepping in, I close the door behind me. “You don’t say shit to them. Anarchy will handle the police report, and once he releases you to do so, you’ll call the insurance company, get your money, and...”

“And?”

“I would say rebuild, but I’m sure that place holds too many horrible memories now.”

“Yeah. I could never feel safe there again. Do they know who it was yet?”

“The guys are on their way back. I should know something soon.”

“Why are you looking so upset, Kai? You got me out of there on time.”

“Yeah? Well, everyone’s looking at me right now like I’m a fucking screwup. Saying I shouldn’t have come to the house.”

“Is that what you were instructed to do? Stay away?”

“Yeah. What? I guess you’re gonna tell me I screwed up too?”

“No. I wasn’t.”

“Damnit!” I shout, punching the air.

I breathe in angrily and exhale loudly, and before I know it, my breathing is wild and erratic, and I don’t know why. I need something to pummel. Something to torture.

“It wasn’t supposed to go down like this! If I hadn’t been there, Nova, you could’ve been dead!” I snarl.

She walks up to me, grabbing my hands, but the rage running through me doesn’t want to be contained or tamed. It needs to lash out at something, express itself and leave its mark on something.

“Kai, you did everything you knew to do. Your instincts saved me.”

“My fucking instincts could’ve gotten you killed!” I growl, acknowledging everything that my brothers said was true.

“No,” she says, shaking her head and grabbing the sides of my face.

“Let me go, Nova. I need to get away for a minute.”

“No, Kai. Where are you going?”

“Riding!”

“Angry like this? I don’t think so. The last thing you should be doing is riding that bike upset the way you are. What if something happens, Kai? I don’t want or need that on my conscious. That something happened to you because of me,” she pleads.

“I can’t fucking do this right now, Nova! I need an outlet.”

Her hands tighten on my face, and she presses her lips against mine. I pull back, but she grips tighter and says, “Let me be your outlet.”

She kisses me hard again. It ignites something more dangerous within me, and when I open my mouth and she slides her tongue inside, the rage morphs into need.

Nova reaches down and cups my dick in her hands while sucking my tongue. The passion she exudes incinerates my anger. Yet, the high emotion blasting through me is no less as potent as the rage was.

Reaching between us, I tug at the button on her pants until the button falls to the floor, making a plinking sound. Before she can respond, I’ve dragged her pants down around her ankles. I smack her thigh to encourage her to step out of them.

Reaching for the hem of her thong, I rip it straight off her ass. Turning her around, I push her against the front door, splaying her legs wide.

Satisfied that she’s already unbuttoned my jeans, I simply unzip them and pull my cock free of my boxer briefs. Sinking into her warmth has the desired effect of tempering my anger that she was seeking. Yet, it’s not completely extinguished, and for that, I take it out on her body.

Placing my hand on the small of her back, I push her forward as she plasters her hands against the door. When her ass juts out just the way that I want it to, I grip her hips tightly,

My thrusts are hard and furious, as evidenced by the sharp, startled cries that she releases. Memories of possibly losing her flood my mind. First to her suicide attempt, then when I got out of jail, and she’d left, and finally today to her would-be attacker.

The anger and rage build up within me again and swirl with the lust and hunger of my need, crafting a tornado of horrific proportions. The way that I pound into her pussy has to be devastating everything in its wake. I’m sure every organ in her body feels the torrential thunder and winds I release on her.

Nova’s cries are nothing short of hiccupping and pleading, but she gives back as good as she takes. Her pussy is wet and warm, drenching and drowning my dick with her juices. The harder I bang into her, the more she produces.

She’s soft and silken like a cocoon, and I can’t think of any place I’d rather be buried than within her confines right now. Leaning forward, I sink my teeth into her shoulder as I reach in front of her and grab a nipple, twisting and turning until she screams out.

My other hand finds its way to the front of her delving deep into her pussy and filling her up alongside my dick. Alternating between rubbing and tugging on her clitoris and fingering her with my dick, I’m driving her insane.

Her breaths are fast pants, deep sighs, and pleading moans. My head begins to pound. So deep and mind-boggling is our connection.

Nova angles her right leg up, giving me more access as she drops just a bit to allow me to go deeper.

“This pussy is so fucking good!” I grunt. “Fucking die inside you!”

Her fists began to beat on the door, but that didn’t stop me. The possibility of a neighbor hearing her pounding on the door the way I’m pounding in her ass or her shrill cries doesn’t stop me.

I tried to leave. I tried to hop on the road to release the rage that I was feeling inside, but she wouldn’t let me. With the state of mind that I’m in now, knowing that I want to kill someone, I shouldn’t be in her like this.

I’m worried that I just might hurt her, but at the same time, I can’t bring myself to stop. She’s all that I want and all that I need. Hell, Nova’s the only one that can get me worked up the way that she does.

Always has and always will.

My need for her is so great that it’s blinding and overwhelming at once, so much so that I don’t even realize that I’m about to cum. Until it’s over. Until she’s resting against the door. Until I’m on my knees with my head resting on her ass.

When I regain my breath, I realize the air is vibrant with the scent of sex, making me heady and hungry again. In the state that I’m in, it seems as if nothing is ever enough.

I slip a finger in her ass, and she moans out as she spreads her legs wider. Dipping my head between her thighs, I lick her pussy lips, sucking at one and then another as she mewls her contentment.

I add a second and then a third finger into her ass and realize that she likes ass play a lot. It makes me wonder what more she would be open to, but that’s something I’ll find out later.

I suck and suck at her, sliding my tongue deeper and deeper into her pussy as the arch in her back deepens. The sound of my fingers plunging in and out of her ass and the sopping sounds my tongue makes as I lap at her juices are music to my ears.

I feel my cock hardening once again, and I wonder at the arousal awakening inside me. Pulling my fingers free from her ass, I spread it wide and press my tongue there.

“Kai! Ohhhh shit,” she moans as her legs shake.

With my clean hand, I slip two fingers inside her pussy and fuck her hard and fast as I eat her ass. She clenches, and I formulate a fist with my hand, forcing her to open her legs again. My fingers scissor inside of her, intensifying the pain and pleasure that I offer.

With my face buried deep in her ass and my hand damn near fisting her, she finally cums, crying out, “Kai! I love you! Damnit, I still love you!”

It’s only then that I rock back on my knees and hop up. She’s still resting against the door, crying and softly banging the door as I make my way to her bathroom.

After cleaning myself, I turn to find her watching me in the mirror.

“C’mere,” I gesture to her, soaping up another washcloth.

She stands in front of me, splaying her legs wide as I clean her. With every pass of the washcloth, my eyes remain on her. Finally, I ask the question that’s been plaguing me.

“You meant what you said? Out there when...” I jut my chin to the door behind her.

“Yes. I do. I never stopped, Kai. It was a big point of contention between both my husband and me. It’s why Dylan left me and the excuse Will gave for cheating. They had my body, but neither man ever had my heart. It wasn’t fair to them.”

My phone buzzes, and I pull it free from my back pocket.

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ANARCHY: Get your ass here now!

I realize that I’ve missed several phone calls from both him and Cannon.

“Gotta go,” I say, pushing around her and heading for the door.

“Kai!”

“I’ll talk to you later!”