Raging Barons MC – Book Nine – Knuckles

-:- KNUCKLES -:-

Piling into the vans everyone is hyped up and ready to end this shit with Tommaso. Vitale and his men arrived an hour ago and brought black vans, as he thought it was a great idea for all of us to mix so we didn’t kill each other by mistake. I can see his point and Axel thought it was highly amusing when Mia suggested we all wear a colored armband, so we knew who the bad guys were. Even Vitale’s lips twitched in amusement, but he kept any laughter contained.

It will take us forty minutes to get to our destination, as we’re going in on foot from about a mile away. We’ve all put our camo on to keep as hidden as possible. The element of surprise, I hope will get Tommaso on the back foot and we’ll be able to grab him.

Wings has set up his laptop in the back of one of the vans and has two drones in the air already. He can get them over the farmhouse, giving us some intel as to how many we’ll be facing on the outside of the building, at least.

Target is grunting and snarling at everyone who even looks at him, and the reason is Winter, who is camo’d too and has her sniper rifle across her legs while she’s sitting on the bench seat in the back of the van and looks serene. I’m not sure if that is what has gotten his pants in a twist or the fact she is coming along.

No one is speaking as we arrive at the destination. Axel taps his ear to let us know we’re now to only speak when needed and if given an order through the earpiece, we’re to jump without question.

Chaos, Wings, Meat, and BS are huddled together, and Target is standing next to Winter, whispering something to her. She turns and kisses him on the lips before walking over to Ruger and Sting, who have been assigned to watch Winter’s back while she climbs a tree to get a visual. Axel has also ordered if she sees Tommaso getting away to take him down, much to Vitale’s displeasure, but the feral grin Axel gives him shows he doesn’t give a fuck if Vitale’s upset or not.

Looking at Mav, who is standing to my right, we give each other a fist bump and start making our way forward, watching the brothers and Vitale’s men in front of us spreading out.

It’s nearly midnight and thankfully we have a moon tonight, or it’d be hell to see where we were going. It’s pretty dark even with the moonlight we’re lucky to have, and I keep looking over at Mav to make sure he’s okay and at my side.

Arriving near the farmhouse there are paddock fences which give  some cover at least, but the open space is worrying as it’ll leave us as easy targets.

I can see Axel, Buzz, Drag, Beer, and BS at the front alongside Vitale and his inner circle of men. The air is buzzing with tension and looking around, I can see Vitale’s men are on the verge of surging forward.

Leaning over to Mav, I whisper. “Watch the fuckers. They’re gonna break formation. We cover Axel and the officers. Let Vitale’s men do what they want.”

Mav taps his forehead, letting me know he heard and understands, and we both look to the front when we hear a shot being fired. Three of Vitale’s men burst to the front and place themselves in front of their leader, two taking bullets and falling. Others quickly replace them, but what is shocking is Vitale is doing his best to get past them and move forward.

Everyone has now scattered and found themselves cover, it being a beaten water trough, fencing, or just belly down trying to make themselves as small a target as possible.

Hearing the unmistakable sound of a sniper rifle, we can see men at the farmhouse going down. Damn, Winter is good at this, and I’m thinking I need to get me some of her skills.

Axel speaks into our earpieces, and we all still while we listen. “Move slowly forward. There are more than we expected, but this is probably the last of his merry men, so the more we take out, the less he has to keep him safe and hidden.”

Slowly moving forward, I’m seeing men at the farmhouse fall, and looking to my left I can see Target behind a water trough sniper rifle balanced on top of it and firing calmly. Beside him is Chaos, who’s counting loudly at each one Target takes down. Looking at Mav, I shrug as he gives me a questioning look.

“Follow me,” I murmur to Mav and sprint to the side of the house, getting quickly behind a dilapidated tractor for cover.

Keeping my Sig at the ready, I look at Mav and flick my head to the back door. He gives me a nod of understanding and we are just getting ready to move when five fucking mafias run past and bust the back door down. They enter, shooting fast and wild by the sound of it.

Turning and leaning my back against the tractor, I sigh. “Looks like we’re just here as a supporting role.” I quip, and Mav chuckles.

“Come on Knuckles, let’s go find some fun.” Mav mumbles then rises to his feet and runs through the back door. Shit, he took off before I was ready, and I quickly follow, hoping he’d not get himself shot before I reached him.

Through the back door which enters the kitchen, I see Mav disappearing through another door. Following into the dining room, I’m shocked when Mav punches someone and bellows before punching again. Now Mav is not a small man, and he knows how to fight, which has this fucker down and out before he was able to even lift one arm.

Through the next door which led us into the large hall, I stand grinning when I see Axel fighting with some fucker. What has me chuckling now is the look of enjoyment on Axel’s face. Fuck me, he’s giving this fucker one hell of a pounding.

BS, Drag, and Buzz are watching the perimeter, but I don’t see Beer anywhere and he was with them originally. Turning to step through the front door, I see Vitale walking around a dozen men on their knees surrounded by Vitale’s men. Beer is standing with his arms folded, watching what’s going down.

Looking to the side, I see the club brothers gathered and waiting for Axel and the officers. I walk over and speak to Jig, who’s the first one I reach. “Anyone hurt?”

Jig chuckles. “Nah, we hardly got a damn chance. Vitale’s men are fuckin’ crazy. Meat and Wings should be mafia, they’d fit in perfectly.”

“Fuck off, we’re no mafia.” Wings snaps and turns walking away with Meat, giving us nasty looks over his shoulder.

Axel walks out of the farmhouse snarling. “Cocksucker got away. We need to find this fucker ‘cause I’ve had enough of chasing his ass.”

Vitale steps over to Axel. “He has only five men left, if these are to be believed. He has no hiding places left, so he’ll have to get out of the US or be hunted down. I’m not giving up. I want the fucker dead. I’ll take these with me when we drop you off at the compound. Then I’ll let you know what I find out from them after interrogation.”

Axel shouts. “BACK TO THE VANS, LET’S GO HOME.”

Walking back to the van, it’s pretty obvious that everyone is deflated. Hardly any of us got a damn hit in or a shot off. Fucking Vitale’s men swooping in and leaving us to follow behind. It’s sure got Axel’s blood up, and even Buzz looks like he wants to kick someone’s butt just for shits and giggles.

Pulling into the compound, we exit the vans and watch as Vitale takes off to do his interrogations, and I’ve got to say I feel sorry for them as he looks like he’s going to enjoy himself.

Walking into the clubhouse, I’m taken by surprise when Jo runs over and jumps into my arms, kissing me fiercely before placing her forehead against mine and murmuring. “Thank goodness you are back safely.”

“Hey, I’m good. Didn’t even get a look in. Vitale’s men are fuckin’ animals and left us on the back foot.”

“Well, I don’t care as long as you are okay.” Jo, kissing me again and I’ve got to admit that I like the fact she cares enough to be worried and isn’t scared to show me she’s happy I’m back in one piece.

“Church in the morning, 10:00 sharp,” Axel states, then takes off with his arm around Mia’s neck.

Looking up, I can’t help but smile when I notice the ol’ ladies are with their men and all heading to their clubhouse rooms.

“Come on, let’s go. I need to get showered and then we can get some sleep.” I slide Jo down my body and sling my arm around her and guide her out of the common room.

Showered and climbing into bed, I sigh as it’s 3:30 in the morning, and my mind is still buzzing. No come down to speak of because, for me, the action was near zero. Jo turns onto her side and looks up at me, giving me a smile and a little blush rises up her cheeks.

Turning onto my side, I lay facing her and we look into each other’s eyes, which seems so intimate that she blushes even deeper. I give her one of my dimple grins and she taps my chest while giggling.

“Stop that. You know what you are doing when you pop those dimples.”

“Yeah. Well, you like my dimples, and they are all yours. I’ll never pop them for anyone else.” Meaning every word.

Leaning over, I press my lips over hers and when she softens I lick her bottom lip, and she opens for me to slide my tongue inside her mouth and gently stroke her tongue. Sucking my tongue into her mouth, she tilts her head and allows me to deepen the kiss even more.

What she says next as she leans away from me to speak shocks but excites me. “Do you think you could, you know, um, do it from behind?”

I flip Jo onto her front and pull her hips up so she’s on all fours, growling into the nape of her neck. “Yeah, I can do that.” Licking her neck from her hairline to her shoulder.

Gripping her around her waist, I slide a hand up and over her breast, squeezing gently, then tweaking her nipple, which has her squeak and has me chuckling into her neck.

“You like that, pretty?” Not sure where that endearment came from, but I like it.

“Yeah.” Pushing her butt back into my groin and rubbing against my dick, which is as hard as steel.

I run my hand down from her breast, over her stomach, and down to her pussy, which is hot and wet. “Oh, you been thinking about this, pretty?” I ask her, with a grin on my face.

“Yeah. But don’t talk all night. I need you.”

Oh, she’s getting brave and I’m so happy about that. She’s confident with me and trusts me. But I’m hoping love follows soon. Pushing two fingers inside her warmth, I rub until I find the spot that will send her wild when she wriggles, groans, and moans. “Yes, yes, ohhhh, that’s it.” I grin, knowing she’s going to get there fast.

“Give it to me.” Kissing the middle of her back as I pump my fingers in and out. “NOW.” Demanding she complies, and yes, she does, she wails as her release hits her. I keep her ass up in the air, line myself up and plunge home, right to the hilt. Jo grunts but pushes back against me, and I hear her sigh with pleasure.

Slowly starting to move, I kiss her shoulder, up her neck, and nibble on her ear as she throws her head to the side. “More. Give me more.”

I increase my speed and before she can ask for anything, I’m pounding into her, muttering as I do. Sliding my hand down, I rub circles around her clit, and she pushes even further back onto me. I pinch her clit, which has the desired effect because she comes so hard she wails again, and I blow like a whale, realizing at that moment I’ve not worn a condom.

Sliding out of Jo, I lay her down gently and grin as I hear her sighing, right before she lets out a little snore. Fucked her senseless, I think to myself, and chuckle as I get out of bed, clean myself, then grab a washcloth to clean up Jo. She gives gentle snores as I settle down with her in my arms, closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.

The next morning, we head downstairs and into the kitchen, where Mia is talking quietly to Meat. They have their heads together, which is never a good thing, but I ignore it, not wanting to get involved in whatever they have going on.

“I’ll get us drinks.” Jo walks over to the coffee machine, and I take a seat at one of the tables, looking around at the brothers who look tired.

Placing the mug in front of me and taking a seat beside me, Jo leans into me and whispers. “You know we could get pregnant?”

“Yeah.” Taking a sip of my coffee.

“You not worried?”

“No.” Continuing to drink before looking down at Jo.

“Okay,” she responds, and I kiss the end of her nose before taking another sip of my drink. Well, that’s that conversation over with, I’m thinking and inwardly smirking at the easy way she’s agreed.

Axel walks in and takes a seat, looking around at everyone before asking if everyone is okay. He gets the usual, yeah, nods, and yep responses.

Looking at Jo and me, Axel scowls a little. “I’m sorry that fucker got away. I was hoping that it would be the end of it. But at least we know he’s nearly out of men.”

Jo gives Axel a smile before responding. “It’s okay. He’s a tricky one, but I’m sure either you or Mr. Vitale will get him.”

Amelia walks into the kitchen, tap, tapping her cane as she walks. Seeing Jo, she rushes over and leans on the cane, giving a bright smile. “Next Wednesday, you have a book signing in town. The books will be here in time and all we have to do is get some flyers out on the streets, letting women know they have a romance novelist in their midst.”

“The prospects can slap some around town. Get PT to do some. He’s good at that sort of shit.” Axel states before we get a chance to reply to Amelia. “I’ll organize security too because we don’t want anything happening to you, Jo.”

“I’ll be there with her; no way is she going on her own.”

“Going where?” Lincoln asks as he enters the kitchen.

Quickly updating him on the book signing, he kisses Jo on the top of her head. “Proud of you, sis. I’ll come along as extra security, too. Since I left the job to come here with you I’ve spent most of the time in one of the offices. It’ll be good to get outside.”

Meat grunts, which tells us all he’s coming, and that I think is that until from the back of the kitchen, we hear Colton speak. “I’ll come too. Got to watch Jo’s back. She’s a damn good author.”

“How do you know?” I ask him, frowning.

“Well, I bought her book and put it on my phone. I’ll tell you it’s a fuckin’ good series, hot as hell too. I’m picking up tips for when I get my woman.” Colton is grinning like a fool at Jo, and she is blushing deeply. Now this means I’ve gotta read the books to find out what the fuck he’s talking about.