Raging Barons MC – Book Three – Silver

-:- SILVER -:-

Hearing my cellphone ping, I look down to see a message from Axel to get to the shed where we’re going to be finding out how deep this mess is with Tommo. I know Specs has been digging into the brother, so we should have something from that by now.

Entering the shed, I see Tommo strapped to a chair, typical interrogation to anyone that saw it. Simon is standing on one side, leaning on the wall and, by the looks of it, he’s not worried we strapped his brother down.

Axel is standing with his legs shoulder width apart, arms crossed over his chest and a frown on his face as he’s staring down Tommo, who I have to say can do nothing as he’s well and truly tied tight and has packing tape over his mouth and around his head, that’s gonna hurt when someone pulls it off.

Buzz and Drag are leaning on the opposite wall to Simon and looking at Tommo as if he is the shit on their shoes, which is how we all view him.

Buzz steps forward and I look at Axel, who gives me the nod that I can also move towards Tommo. Buzz steps behind Tommo and rips the packing tape off his face, which has him squealing like a pig, but I have to grin as he has a broad red line across his face which makes him look like the Joker from Batman movies.

“What the fuck, you piece of shit,” he screams at Buzz, “you’re gonna get what’s coming to you.” Now this has Buzz laughing, then he pulls back his arm and lets it fly, hitting this fucker right in the jaw. The chair with Tommo still tied to it flies back, and it lands on the back where Tommo’s head bangs on the floor hard, knocking him clean out.

“Fucking hell Buzz, we need to talk to that piece of shit.” Axel snaps, but we all smirk when Drag throws a bucket of cold water over Tommo to wake him up, which he does spluttering and cursing.

Buzz and Drag lift the chair back onto its legs, and as they’re doing that, the piece of shit is screaming and shouting about his people will come for him, which, to our surprise, Simon snickers. We all four turn and look at him and he shrugs his shoulders. “He’s got no men, most were killed in the warehouse fire or they fucked off when they knew your MC was involved, the piece of shit told me that himself.”

Nodding, Axel grins, “Yeah, that’s what we heard, too.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Tommo screams. He’s doing some vocal shit, that’s for sure, and I’m sick of it, as I don’t think for a minute we’re going to learn anything from him.

Simon stands from where he’d been leaning on the wall. “Listen, this is what he told me. His whorehouse is gone, his drug business is busted wide open, his men are dead or run off. He’s got nothing left.”

“You piece of fucking shit. I’m gonna kill you when I get outta here.” Tommo snarls at his brother and said brother turns and laughs. “Oh, dear brother, you are not getting out of here because if they don’t take you out, I will.” We all turn and look at Simon in a bit of shock at that statement.

Drag stuffs a dirty rag in Tommo’s mouth then quickly ties it in, grinning as he does, then turns and speaks to Axel. “I don’t think we’re gonna get anything more out of this piece of shit. We all know the conclusion of what’s gonna happen.”

Before any response can be made, a tap on the door gets our attention and Specs enters. “The information you asked for, Pres.” Handing a folder to Axel, who flips it open and reads, then nods at Specs, who leaves the shed. Axel turns to Simon. “You’re in the clear. You can leave, but if we ever have any comeback from this because you talked, you’ll be the next one we take out.”

Simon steps forward, then over to the table on the side of the room, picks up the handgun, checks it’s loaded, then steps before Tommo. “This is because you made women prostitute themselves so you can make money,” and he promptly shoots him in the dick. Tommo is screaming in agony and has a huge red patch with flesh splatter in his crotch, “selling drugs to kids and the fact you’re just a piece of human waste.” Then he lifts the gun, places the barrel on Tommo’s forehead and pulls the trigger. Turning to Axel. “You don’t have to worry about me talking.” Simon hands the gun to Buzz then walks out of the shed.

“Fucking hell Pres, he couldn’t have been clearer that he agrees with taking this shit out, and we don’t have to worry about him talking as he’s put that worry on himself to prove himself to us.” Drag states, shaking his head at the mess we’ve got to get cleared up.

-:- EDEN -:-

Lunch over and I’m heading outside to help Meat. The building of the treehouse has come along quite a bit, I know that Meat is working by himself late into the night as I’ve watched him out of the bedroom window.

“Yoh, Meat.” I shout, as I’m nearly at the base of the tree. “I’m ready to get started.”

Meat is up the tree and has the platform fastened down with posts and braces. Walls to the treehouse are laid on the ground with ropes tied to them on a pulley system.

“Grab that rope, Eden, and let’s see how strong you are. See if you can raise that up to me.” Meat shouts down.

I shove my hands quickly into my work gloves and thankfully they are hard-wearing so my hands will not get rope burns. I pick up the rope and take a few steps back, then pull. Shit, this is heavier than I thought it was going to be. I know Mia’s not around as she went with Fox to see about discounted wood for his business, so I dig deep and pull again.

Hearing heavy footsteps behind me, I turn my head while hanging onto the rope and see Knuckles heading my way. “Fucking hell, Eden, that’s too heavy for you to pull.”

“I’m working with Meat, and I’m going to do this.” I snap, because I will not be called a quitter by anyone. More heavy footfalls are heard and before I know it, Stitch and Beer are pulling on the rope too, which has the panel for the treehouse shooting upwards to Meat.

We work steadily throughout the afternoon and Stitch had climbed onto the tree platform with Meat through the trapdoor, which is central to the platform. Looking up, I wipe my forehead with the back of my hand and smile when the walls are up and the roof is on.

“That’s it for today, Eden. Next will be the windows and the things I need to do inside.” Meat states as he throws his arm around my neck, then pulls me along beside him as we head back into the clubhouse.

Stitch, Beer and Knuckles are all complaining they need a shower and a beer after all that unexpected work and as I look at Meat, he has a twinkle in his eye, but somehow, he could keep his face totally straight.

Slowly walking up to my room, my body feels totally tired out, my arms and legs feel like jelly, and I need a good shower and then something to eat. I’m sure I’m going to sleep like the dead tonight.

Opening my bedroom door, I stop dead in my tracks. Where is my stuff? The things I had on the dresser are gone, my clothes are gone, rushing into the bathroom, my shower things are gone. What the hell happened?

Turning, I slam into a hard wall, but it’s not a wall, it’s a torso, it’s Silver’s torso I see when I look up. “Silver, someone’s taken all my stuff. It’s all gone.”

“Yeah, I know, babe.”

“What do you mean, you know?”

“Well, you’re my ol’ lady, so your stuff is now in our room.” He says, taking my hand and pulls me out of the room and across the corridor to the room opposite. When he opens it, I see all my things dotted around the room.

I knew this would come at some stage because you can hardly have an ol’ lady or ol’ man and sleep in different rooms, but I’m shocked it was done without my knowing. I walk around the room and can’t help the little smile when I see my clothes are in the walk-in closet. I’m pleased now that I could get my laundry done and Silver didn’t have to move a huge laundry basket of smelly clothes.

“You okay with being in here, Eden? Because if you really don’t want to, then I can move you back again.”

“No, I’m happy with this, Silver. We said we were going to give this a try, and I’m more than ready to move our relationship on.” I say this shyly because although I’m not a virgin, I’ve only been with a couple of men and neither of those it turned out were great in relationships or in the bedroom.

Silver wraps his arms around my waist and draws me to him. “I’m pleased to hear it, babe. Now you need to get showered so we can go eat.”

Under the spray of the shower, I wash my hair and stand with my hands on the wall, head down, and let the water rinse off the conditioner. My mind is racing about this relationship with Silver, because I’ve never had good connections with people until coming to the MC. My heart flutters at the thought of being with Silver, being his woman, and as I take a deep breath, I make my mind up that I’ve nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Wrapping a towel around myself, I pick up a second and rub my hair, getting as much water out as possible, and as my hair is shoulder length, it takes a lot of drying as it’s so thick. Brushing it out, I make sure I left no knots in because the last thing I need is it drying with knots.

Walking into the bedroom, I smile when I see Silver sitting on the bed with his back to the headboard, but his eyes are closed. He looks so relaxed that I climb onto the bed next to him and snuggle into his side.

Looking up at him, he’s opened his eyes and although smiling down at me, I can see the burn of want in his eyes. Reaching up, I place my hand around the back of his neck and pull his face down to mine and I place my lips over his, it’s like torching oil, the heat bursts out and my body ignites, I give a moan of pleasure and Silver flips me over onto my back, leaning over me, but he maintains his mouth over mine.

I lift one leg and place it over the back of Silver’s thigh, and run my hands under his t-shirt to stroke his muscled back. I take hold of his t-shirt bottom and lift it up, tugging until he breaks the kiss so I can lift it over his head.

Running my hands up and down his sides, I run one over his butt cheek, which I feel he clenches each time I move my hand. Lifting his head, he looks me in the eye. “Are you sure you’re ready for this Eden, because once we have done this, I’ll never let you go?”

“I’m ready, Silver, and I’ll not let you go either.” I state, then give him a smile. Silver surprises me when he jumps off the bed, rips the rest of his clothes off and then pulls the edges of my towel apart, I lift my body so he can pull it from under me before he climbs back onto the bed, looking me over closely as he does so.

Running his hand from my hip, up my side he cups my breast, he gives a light squeeze, then tweaks the nipple, getting me to squeak slightly, then he lowers his head while maintaining eye contact with me and sucks the nipple into his mouth soothing that little tweak, and has me moaning with pleasure.

My nails dig into his sides as he continues to eat at the chest of me and I have to say he’s damn good at it, leaving tiny strawberries in places, then soothing the nips with his tongue.

Sliding a hand down my hip, he pushes my leg outwards, then glides it through to my core where he eases two fingers inside, slowly sliding them in and out, creating a want that is building pretty damn quick.

I lower my hand down and take Silver’s cock into my hand and give it a light squeeze and twist, which has his hips buck towards me. I grin at the movement, then slowly stroke up and down, squeezing as I stroke, and rubbing my thumb over the head and slit where small spurts are showing how excited he really is.

Our breathing is pretty ragged by this point, and when Silver bends his fingers and strokes, I nearly go off like a missile, but I grab his wrist. “No, I want to come while you’re inside me, Silver.”

Removing his hand slowly, he replaces it fairly quickly with the tip of his cock, slowly placing just the tip inside, then places his lips over mine when he slams into me.

My back arches and I take in a huge breath, but when Silver asks if I’m okay I can do nothing but smile and nod that yeah, I sure am okay.

I wrap my legs around Silver’s hips and dig my heels in when he moves, starting steadily, sliding in and out and building the volcano of passion that will not take long to erupt.

Our breathing has picked up, and as I reach my peak my orgasm hits, I let out a loud cry of ‘Silver’, which is followed by a loud grunt and my name.

Silver slides out of me, pulls me onto my side and tucks me to him, kissing me lightly. “Shit Eden, we forgot a condom.” He states, but I giggle as we had discussed nothing, but I’ll put him out of his worry, “it’s okay, I’m on the pill.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t get my head straight.” Silver murmurs, and I laugh. “I think your head was perfectly straight.” It takes a few seconds before he realizes what head I’m mentioning and then he laughs loudly, before picking me up and taking us both back to the shower.