Running his hand down her back he gazed down at her sleeping face. She looked so peaceful.
The sound of his cell phone ringing in the distance made him curse. Untangling himself out from under her body Lash padded na**d out of his bedroom and down to where he’d tossed his cell phone the day before.
“What?” he asked, answering the call.
“I thought you’d be happy to hear from us,” Tiny said.
Glancing at the clock, Lash saw it was close to noon. Cursing, he walked into the kitchen and started firing up some coffee. “I’ve been busy.”
“Angel that good?”
“Don’t start.” Annoyance gripped him at Tiny’s teasing. “Do I need to remind you of Tate and how she’s only going to get worse?” Lash asked.
“Tate is why I’m calling. We need to make a move,” Tiny said.
“What do you mean?” Lash tensed wondering what he’d missed in the day he’d been away.
“Our source has let us know they’re gunning for Tate and the women. They’re going to make a move in the next week or so. The men are moving their women out of the way and sending them away.” Tiny stopped to curse.
“What? What is it?”
“We can’t move Angel and Tate,” Tiny said.
Lash frowned. “I don’t get it. If the women are a threat then why are we leaving two of them behind?”
“If we get rid of them the Lions will know we’re on to them. There’s nothing we can do about it, Lash. I’m upping the protection, and the Prospects are armoured up. No harm will come to our women.”
“I don’t like this,” Lash said.
Thinking about anything happening to his woman made it hard for Lash to function.
“I’ve warned Tate, and she’s agreed to stay out of trouble. I was thinking you could take Angel to be with her. We’ll be on the lookout. The women don’t know what’s going on, and I want to keep it that way.”
Lash rubbed fingers through his hair. “How are we going to handle this?” The Lions were threatening their turf, but they hadn’t killed any of their members. The only problem was Angel’s father. He was the one selling out information. The stupid bastard didn’t realise the danger he was putting his daughter and town in.
“We’re taking David out and killing most of the Lions. I’ve warned the sheriff, and he’s going to be on call in case we need him to break it up.”
Lash didn’t feel comforted about the law being on his case. In fact it irritated him. The law in Fort Wills didn’t handle the true problems. They sat on their asses eating donuts and pretending they took care of business.
The Skulls kept the shit off the streets. The Skulls made sure the town was safe, and yet there were some of the locals who despised them.
Shaking his head, Lash looked up to see Angel leaning against the doorframe. Her hair was messy, and her whole body shouted out that she’d been f**ked good.
“I know you hate this plan, but this is what we do. We don’t bring shit to Fort Wills. The Lions are our only threat, and we’ll handle it outside of town, away from the women.” Tiny sounded tired.
“Are you okay?” Lash asked, gesturing for Angel to come closer.
“I’m fine.”
“Eva?” Lash figured the only person to leave Tiny feeling tired and fed up was the young nanny.
“Is there anyone else I’d let do this to me?”
He didn’t answer. Lash doubted Eva knew the power she had over the big, scary biker.
“I want you here as soon as you can. Nash is brooding, and Kate’s not helping him.”
Rolling his eyes Lash agreed to stop by when he could. It was Sunday, and he was staying with Angel for as long as he could.
He hung up the cell and wrapped his arms around his woman. “Good morning,” he said.
“Morning.” She rested against him. “Who was on the phone?”
“Tiny, club stuff.”
“I hope Tate’s not in trouble for her turning up at the party.”
“He’ll be pissed, but he won’t do anything.”
Lash cupped her between her thighs and moaned when he felt her dripping flesh. “Are you still sore?”
“No, I’ve not been sore for a long time.” Angel moaned, opening her thighs wider.
“Bend forward,” he said, lust replacing any concern he’d originally had. He needed her so f**king bad.
She braced her arms on the counter, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder. “Will it always be like this?”
“I f**king hope so,” Lash said, running a hand down her back. He opened the cheeks of her ass wide to see her puckered hole and the creamy slit of her pu**y.
Running his fingers through her cream he penetrated her with two fingers before sliding them back to her anus. Angel moaned around him.
Lash shut out all of the problems that was occurring in his life and settled his focus on Angel.
“I’m going to f**k this ass real soon, baby. You’ll let me, won’t you?” he asked.
“Yes, anything you want.”
He smiled. With his other hand he grabbed his aching c**k and pressed the tip to her entrance. He’d gone without her cunt for a day, and he was already close to the edge. When the tip of his c**k was inside her, Lash grabbed her h*ps with both hands and slammed inside her.
They both cried out, and Lash smiled as her pu**y rippled around him. She was soaking wet, and he wouldn’t have her any other way. “You’re so tight.”
Her hands were flat on the surface, and Lash was free to touch her at his will.
“Lash, please.”
“There’s no pain this time is there, baby?” he asked. He didn’t move and ran his hands all over her ass and back.
“No, there’s no pain. It feels so good.”
Opening the cheeks of her ass, Lash watched his c**k slide out of her body and then glide in. Her cunt took every inch of him.
Slapping her ass, he gripped her waist and then rammed inside of her for the next few thrusts. She took him, her hands holding onto the counter.
He took it in turns between looking at the side of her face and where he disappeared inside her warm heat.
“How does it feel?” he asked, slipping a hand around to her pu**y. Lash stroked her wet pu**y, finding her cl*t and pinching it.
“Amazing.”
Caressing her with two fingers Lash felt her pu**y respond by gripping him tight. Letting out a growl, he fingered her pu**y until a stream of cum soaked his cock. She cried out, riding his fingers and cock.