Page 9 of Storm

Now

Talon was always cute when he was younger, but damn the man who stands before me today is nothing less than a sex God. His long black hair, strong chiseled jaw, nice nose and perfect cupid’s bow lips are hot as can be but damn those blue eyes are fucking unbelievable. They are like a blue sky on a cloudless day; like they could suck the soul out of someone, or make an old friend's panties wet.

"So, I've heard about your mother. I'm sorry," Talon offers his condolences while grabbing my bicep and dragging me back to reality.

"I'm not." I deadpan and shrug my shoulders. "I haven't talked to her in over ten years, matter of fact that's sort of the reason I'm here," I admit, as I sit back down on Talon's desk.

"Storm," he whispers, as he runs a finger over the president patch on my leather cut. His voice is like rich, dark chocolate, tart but also sweet. It’s deepened over the years, affecting me more than I care to admit. “Let me guess how you got your road name, you come in like a storm and leave nothing but destruction in your path." His lip lifts at the corner with a smirk on his stupidly sexy face.

"That is me!" I reply, crossing my arms underneath my breast, noticing Talon eyeing my chest as my breast spills over the top of my tank-top. "They are nice, aren't they? I've grown into them over the years," I say, peaking at my tits and making them bounce a little with my arms.

Talon looks me in the eyes. The pupils eclipse his irises with pure lust and groans a sexy animalistic growl that goes straight to my core. “I've never been much of a tits man myself, but those I'm pretty sure can change my mind." His voice drips with unadulterated sex as he licks his lips. Once he comes to his senses, his gaze moves from my chest and he clears his throat.

"Oh, Mr. President, you can't handle all of this." I slap my thighs and realize that Talon is flirting with me. I’m a brazen hussy, because I’m flirting right back and I’ve only been around him for about thirty minutes.

I look away from him, pretending to check out his office. “Where is your crone, Mr. President? Where's your ol' lady? I'm sure she wouldn't like you hitting on me." A sarcastic smile crosses my face as I bat my eyelashes at him.

Once a member wants everyone to know they are in a committed relationship, they give them a property patch showing they belong to whoever they are with and that they find them as loyal partners.

He looks like he is about to choke on his scotch as he swigs what's left in the glass. "No Crone. No first lady. No ol’ lady. No girlfriend. I'm single, Kelsey." His eyes turn to fire. "Is that how you want to reconnect?" he asks, as he stands in front of me. His hands grip the edge of his desk on either side of me effectively caging me in. The heat from his body rolls off him in waves. Its intoxicating being this close to him after all these years.

I stare up at him. “What do you mean, I want to reconnect?" Faux confusion drips from my words, because I know exactly what he’s getting at, but I’m not ready to admit it to myself just yet.

"Sex," he says in a low tone, as his fingers rub circles on my thighs. His proximity makes me dizzy, the chemistry we used to have and the smell of his cologne. I hate how easy it is for him to turn me on, even after all these years.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I snort, knocking his hand away and jumping off his desk. I can’t let being near him confuse me or stop me from my mission. It’s been ten years and time to make those from my past pay for what they did to me. "I haven't talked to you in a fucking decade and you're already thinking you can fuck me? You’re as disgusting as your perverted father!" I call out over my shoulder, as I flounce to the door.

Before opening it though, I think better of leaving without sending him a message. I grab my hunting knife out of its sheath and stab it through the top of his desk all while looking Talon dead in his eyes. "The Murder of Crows owes me at least five blood debts and I will not leave until I collect." The weight of my words hit me and I know that nothing in this world, except for death will have me leaving this town, except for those who hurt me to pay.

Chapter14

Ace

Now

"Why the fuck do my brothers owe you five blood debts, Kelsey? And never and I mean fucking never compare me to my old man, I’m nothing like him," I say, gazing at her like she's lost her damn mind. "No one has seen you since you were sixteen years old. There's no way that five of my brothers have killed five of your sisters, so explain." All the sexual tension from before has been completely sucked out of the room.

Kelsey straightens her back, juts her chin out, and an expression of pure evil comes over her beautiful face. “At least five of your brothers murdered Kelsey Weatherspoon the night of her seventeenth birthday. My sisters and I are here to collect the debt that's owed to her.” Her eyes glisten with tears that I know she won't shed.

"Kelsey, you are right here. You aren't making any sense." I walk across the room to her and place my finger under her chin, tilting her face to look me in the eyes. “If we owe you the debt, we will gladly pay, but you're going to have to tell me what happened."

Kelsey sits on a love seat and kicks her boots up on a coffee table using her knife to clean invisible dirt from underneath her fingernails, her face is stone, and her eyes glass over as if she’s mentally far away.

After an eternity, she opens her mouth. "I just wanted you, you know? I put on my new, sexy blue dress, did my hair and make-up just right. I wanted to look beautiful just for you. I wanted to look amazing for when you showed your brothers you loved me and you were going to claim me in front of everyone. It's all I've wanted since I was twelve years old."

My heart thumps erratically in my chest and my hands are instantly sweaty. I have to rub them on my pants to remove the perspiration. Kelsey's face shows a frown as tears start to pool at her eyes, but she blinks them away. Her outer shell is harder than it was back then.

"I showed up at the party and one of your brothers, Jaxx and your dad said you were going to be back at any time and that I should just wait for you." She inhales a long deep breath. I can tell that she’s lost in the memories of that night.

"Jaxx wouldn't accept no for an answer when I told him I didn't want to drink and the bartender that night made me a Jack and Coke. He was a prospect at the time. His name was Monster. Do you remember Monster? Is he still around?" she asks, but doesn’t give me time to answer as she continues.

"I never thought they would hurt me, I sipped on the drink and waited for you. You never came though. When I got up to leave I was dizzy and couldn't move. Jaxx picked me up and took me to the room with the pool tables." Tears flowing freely from her eyes as she gazes across the room towards the door of the old billiards room.

"They took turns raping me Talon. Your dad, Jaxx, Monster, Dusty and more, some I didn't even know. They stole my life from me, they drugged me, beat me and raped me. I couldn't move. I couldn't scream. I had to lay there and do nothing, but pray you would come and stop them from hurting me." Kelsey sobs uncontrollably, hiding her face in her hands. That armor of hers finally cracking as the memory consumes her.

I pick her up into my arms, holding her close and kiss her forehead, telling her over and over that I am sorry. Even though I know my apology doesn’t mean a fucking thing.

"I told my mother what had happened. She was under the influence of drugs and alcohol and you know what she did?” She pauses, looking up at me with tear filled eyes. It’s almost as if we are teenagers again and we never grew up and the world around us never turned ugly. “She laughed.” Her voice cracks and she laughs maniacally as she angrily swipes at her cheeks.

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