Page 3 of Jaded Red

We enter Jezebelle’s room with Aftermath hot on our heels before he can retort and plead his case with Nina. Not that she’d listen anyway.

Derange has a tiny little pink bundle in his huge arms and he has a massive, proud grin on his face as her tiny finger wraps around his much larger pointer finger.

I avoid the kid, not that I don’t like them, but they scare the ever-loving shit out of me and kiss Jezebelle on the forehead, making Derange growl. I laugh before handing her a little teddy bear for the little bundle.

“Thank you, Red.” Jezebelle smiles gratefully.

“You’re welcome. There’s a tiny camera and microphone inside the bear and I downloaded an app on both your phones, so you can check on the little one at any time as long as this bear is with her. You’ll have eyes and ears on her at all times.” I smile, proud of what I pulled off in a few short hours.

“That’s so thoughtful.” Jezebelle gushes.

“Want to keep my new niece safe.” I shrug my shoulders, my face burns bright with embarrassment. All the Royal Bastard kids have a bear and when they get older, they’ll have jewelry to wear that’s a tracking device. I need to make sure every member is safe.

“Some woman is going to be very lucky someday, Red,” Jezebelle says looking at the bear thoughtfully.

My face heats and Torch mouths off, “He has to actually talk to a woman first and not just his hand.” He motions jerking off with his hand not holding his sleepy daughter. Daisy, holding their son, swats him hard on the chest.

“Be nice, Torch. No wonder Red won’t tell anyone anything. I wouldn’t either.” Daisy bitches him out. She’s right but I’m not saying a word. My secrets are mine and mine alone.

A little while later, a nurse comes in to take the baby for a checkup and kicks us all out. Capone, Danyella, Blayze, Monica, Nina, Tiny and Dagger head back to the Clubhouse, since the girls are getting sleepy. Aftermath, Kensi, Derange and I follow the nurse down to the nurse’s station, letting Jezebelle get some much needed sleep. We watch from the glass window separating us from the newborns.

Kensi sighs and Aftermath wraps his arms around her. “Soon, babe. That’ll be us.” He kisses her hair gently.

Kensi shakes her head. “Not until Nadia is found, Aftermath. I want my best friend back home safe before I have a baby. I’d like to have all the missing women and girls back but I know that’s impossible.”

This is the first time I’ve heard about this. “How long has she been missing?” I ask.

“Since Aftermath found me stabbed at the strip club. I’ve been looking everywhere with no luck.” Kensi sighs again in defeat. After all she went through at the hands of those Russian fuckers, I’m not surprised her heart is aching for her friend.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I would have helped. It’s what I do.” I’m kind of pissed that Kensi or Aftermath didn’t ask for my help.

“I didn’t want to bother you,” Kensi replies. A blush crept across her cheeks.

“Kensi, look at me.” When her hypnotic, multicolored eyes meet mine, a shimmer of tears swell. “It’s never a bother to help a sister out. That’s what you are to me and the rest of the Royal Bastards. You’re an Ol’ Lady which means you are family and we protect our family. I know you’re used to doing things alone, but understand me, Kensi. You are not alone. Not anymore.”

When I finish my little impromptu speech, Kensi and Aftermath are both grinning at me. “What?” I bark out and my face turns bright red. I can feel the flush to my hairline.

“And there it is.” Aftermath laughs. Fucker did it on purpose.

Ignoring him, I turn to Kensi. “Do you have a picture of your friend Nadia?”

Kensi pulls out a photo of a young woman with long blonde hair, tanned skin, and legs stretching for miles standing next to the infamous Krimson and Nolan Ryan. My jaw drops when I realize who I’m looking at.

“No fucking way,” I mutter under my breath.

The woman missing is someone I thought I’d never see again. My world just flipped on its ass and I don’t think it’ll ever go back again.

Chapter Two

Red

Her body molds perfectly to mine as her naked thighs straddle my waist. Long blonde hair cascades over her hard nipples as she sinks down onto my throbbing shaft. We’ve met up several times over the last month but something about tonight feels different. The way her body moves with mine feels different. It feels more. More of everything. Like I cannot breathe without her and she cannot breathe without me. I shouldn’t be having these feelings. The shrinks told me it was impossible for me to feel any kind of affection after what happened. This woman brings it out in me and I can’t stop it. I don’t know if I want to stop it either.

“Fuck,” she moans pulling me back to the present. Her body bows above me as I hold onto her hips. My hips slam up while pulling her down onto me. “I’m going to come, Matt.” She shouts as she squeezes me, sucking everything out of me.

I flip us over and push her knees to her chest. Sweat beads off our skin as I pound into her over and over. She squeezes my shaft while I thrum her nub with my finger, stimulating her body and not letting up. She throws her head back as I take us to the edge and we fly over, up and up and up until we both come crashing down. When I open my eyes, she’s smiling at mewith a perfect, just fucked look on her face. My heart skips a beat.

This cannot be happening, not to me, but it is and I'm powerless to stop it.

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