It Ain't Me, Babe
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“Shit. I’m in love,” he rasped out again. I slapped the f**ker upside his head.
Mae crouched down again and Viking moaned out loud. “You telling me there’s more in there? What is this place? A f**kin’ breeding farm for Victoria’s Secret? First Mae turns up, looking all kinds’a hot, then the big titted blond playmate, and now someone else?”
I flew at the redheaded f**ker and gripped him by the collar, snarling.
“Chill, Prez. I ain’t making a play for your old lady, but you can’t deny she’s one hot bitch. Fuck, and when she’s in those leathers—” I planted the dickhead on his ass and moved back next to Ky, leaving Viking smirking on the floor. AK shook his head in exasperation.
My VP was still transfixed on the blonde and she on him. Great.
Mae took another hand from the small cell and a flash of black hair, the same shade as my woman’s, was seen first. Mae immediately bundled a tiny bitch in her arms. She was wrapped so tight in Mae’s arms I couldn’t even see her face. Mae ran her hands down her hair and lay kiss after kiss on her head.
“Lilah?” Mae called to the blonde. Lilah looked up from Ky and took Mae’s outstretched hand. As one, the three of them made their way to us, Mae smiling so f**kin’ big at me. We’d gotten her sisters out. My chest tightened and my c**k twitched. She was so damn beautiful. And all f**kin’ mine.
“Styx, Ky, Tank, Bull, Viking, AK, Flame, Smiler; these are my sisters.”
Mae pushed the blonde to step farther forward and her big blue eyes met Ky’s again. The brother actually groaned out loud, causing the bitch to frown. Mae immediately looked pissed and her eyes narrowed at my VP.
“This is Lilah.” Mae smiled wide. “Lilah, these are the Hangmen.”
“The Hangmen?” Lilah questioned. Shit, she reminded me of Mae when she first came to the club. Completely f**kin’ clueless.
Mae let out a giggle. “It is a club of sorts, Lilah. They ride motorbikes.”
Lilah’s hand ran nervously over her tied-back hair. “What is a motorbike?”
Mae’s eyes caught mine and she giggled again, then looked to her friend, rubbing along her back. “All will be explained in time.”
Mae then turned to the dark-haired bitch in her arms and whispered something in her ear. She flinched as Mae pulled back her hair, revealing the side of her face. She slowly lifted her head.
Holy. Fuck. It was Mae. Mae with green eyes instead of ice-blue.
“Jesus Christ! Please tell me there’s more hot bitches in that cell, Mae. One for each of us,” AK said. Mae humored the brother by flashing him a shy smile, then shook her head.
“This is my sister, Maddie. She is my blood sister.”
Maddie straightened at that, almost proud, darting her doe eyes along each of the brothers and then to the dead elders on the floor. With a pained sob, she clung to Mae’s hand.
“Shh, it is okay,” Mae said soothingly.
Maddie began to tremble and shook her head. Lilah flanked her and ran her hand across Maddie’s hair. “What is it, Maddie?”
Maddie seemed to pull herself round. She turned to face the Hangmen. Mae and Lilah’s mouths dropped open in shock. I took by their reactions that the move from their sister weren’t normal.
Maddie stepped forward and the brothers sucked in sharp breaths. She was hot. Hot but f**kin’ young.
“You are Mae’s love? Styx?” she asked in that same weird accent.
Glancing at my woman, I smirked. Her love? Shit. I nodded my head. Mae blushed and smiled.
“Did you kill anyone else out here?” Maddie asked, her tiny voice shaking, but her stern green eyes were anything but.
I nodded.
She took a deep breath. “Where is he?”
I stilled. A bitch like her shouldn’t be seeing what Flame had done. It weren’t pretty.
“Please! I need to see him!” she shouted, surprising me with her anger.
I pointed my finger to the forest. She turned ’round and jogged across the clearing and into the trees.
I stepped up to Mae and signed, You’re gonna need to get your girl, babe. She ain’t gonna cope seeing that shit.
Mae closed her eyes and rubbed them. She was tired. I needed to get her f**k home.
Maddie chose that second to re-enter the clearing. Her face was blank and she’d stopped shaking. In fact, color had returned to her face. Mae rushed over, but Maddie thrust out her hand. Mae stopped in response.
“Sister?” Mae questioned, but Maddie ignored her, heading instead to the brothers.
“Who killed him?” she asked tightly, her green eyes running down the line.
On the end of the line, Flame began to twitch his head, his hands balling into fists. Fuck. It had to be Flame, didn’t it? This weren’t gonna end well if she started shooting off her mouth.
Maddie fixed her gaze on Flame. “Was it you?” she asked frankly.
Flame nodded once and his mouth tightened. “Yeah, I killed the f**ker.” His tattooed orange flames danced on his tense neck as his crazy black eyes fixed on Maddie. A f**kin’ murderous glare.
Maddie stood right in front of him—brass balls, I thought—as Flame’s chest jerked erratically. Then, suddenly, she released a choked sob and threw her arms around Flame’s waist.
Flame froze and his black eyes widened to the size of plates. His hands shot up in the air clenching into fists. Fuck! The brother couldn’t be touched. He was about to go nuclear.
“Thank you,” Maddie whispered and pressed her cheek flat to his cut. “Thank you so very much…”
Flame’s eyebrows pulled down in confusion and his black eyes glared down at her wrapped ’round his waist. Then we all froze as his hands lowered and flattened awkwardly on her back. His nostrils flared as Maddie released another sob and cried, “You freed me. You freed me from him.”
Flames eyes squeezed shut and his teeth clenched. But he didn’t push her off, didn’t scream, jerk, or hit out. The f**ked-up brother just let it happen.
Ky turned to me, shock clear on his expression. I shrugged. I could never get a read on the brother. Never knew what the f**k he was thinking.
Maddie pulled back with a small smile and Flame’s eyes bored into hers. She began walking back to Mae, but not before glancing over her shoulder. “What is your name?” she asked Flame nervously.
Mae crouched down again and Viking moaned out loud. “You telling me there’s more in there? What is this place? A f**kin’ breeding farm for Victoria’s Secret? First Mae turns up, looking all kinds’a hot, then the big titted blond playmate, and now someone else?”
I flew at the redheaded f**ker and gripped him by the collar, snarling.
“Chill, Prez. I ain’t making a play for your old lady, but you can’t deny she’s one hot bitch. Fuck, and when she’s in those leathers—” I planted the dickhead on his ass and moved back next to Ky, leaving Viking smirking on the floor. AK shook his head in exasperation.
My VP was still transfixed on the blonde and she on him. Great.
Mae took another hand from the small cell and a flash of black hair, the same shade as my woman’s, was seen first. Mae immediately bundled a tiny bitch in her arms. She was wrapped so tight in Mae’s arms I couldn’t even see her face. Mae ran her hands down her hair and lay kiss after kiss on her head.
“Lilah?” Mae called to the blonde. Lilah looked up from Ky and took Mae’s outstretched hand. As one, the three of them made their way to us, Mae smiling so f**kin’ big at me. We’d gotten her sisters out. My chest tightened and my c**k twitched. She was so damn beautiful. And all f**kin’ mine.
“Styx, Ky, Tank, Bull, Viking, AK, Flame, Smiler; these are my sisters.”
Mae pushed the blonde to step farther forward and her big blue eyes met Ky’s again. The brother actually groaned out loud, causing the bitch to frown. Mae immediately looked pissed and her eyes narrowed at my VP.
“This is Lilah.” Mae smiled wide. “Lilah, these are the Hangmen.”
“The Hangmen?” Lilah questioned. Shit, she reminded me of Mae when she first came to the club. Completely f**kin’ clueless.
Mae let out a giggle. “It is a club of sorts, Lilah. They ride motorbikes.”
Lilah’s hand ran nervously over her tied-back hair. “What is a motorbike?”
Mae’s eyes caught mine and she giggled again, then looked to her friend, rubbing along her back. “All will be explained in time.”
Mae then turned to the dark-haired bitch in her arms and whispered something in her ear. She flinched as Mae pulled back her hair, revealing the side of her face. She slowly lifted her head.
Holy. Fuck. It was Mae. Mae with green eyes instead of ice-blue.
“Jesus Christ! Please tell me there’s more hot bitches in that cell, Mae. One for each of us,” AK said. Mae humored the brother by flashing him a shy smile, then shook her head.
“This is my sister, Maddie. She is my blood sister.”
Maddie straightened at that, almost proud, darting her doe eyes along each of the brothers and then to the dead elders on the floor. With a pained sob, she clung to Mae’s hand.
“Shh, it is okay,” Mae said soothingly.
Maddie began to tremble and shook her head. Lilah flanked her and ran her hand across Maddie’s hair. “What is it, Maddie?”
Maddie seemed to pull herself round. She turned to face the Hangmen. Mae and Lilah’s mouths dropped open in shock. I took by their reactions that the move from their sister weren’t normal.
Maddie stepped forward and the brothers sucked in sharp breaths. She was hot. Hot but f**kin’ young.
“You are Mae’s love? Styx?” she asked in that same weird accent.
Glancing at my woman, I smirked. Her love? Shit. I nodded my head. Mae blushed and smiled.
“Did you kill anyone else out here?” Maddie asked, her tiny voice shaking, but her stern green eyes were anything but.
I nodded.
She took a deep breath. “Where is he?”
I stilled. A bitch like her shouldn’t be seeing what Flame had done. It weren’t pretty.
“Please! I need to see him!” she shouted, surprising me with her anger.
I pointed my finger to the forest. She turned ’round and jogged across the clearing and into the trees.
I stepped up to Mae and signed, You’re gonna need to get your girl, babe. She ain’t gonna cope seeing that shit.
Mae closed her eyes and rubbed them. She was tired. I needed to get her f**k home.
Maddie chose that second to re-enter the clearing. Her face was blank and she’d stopped shaking. In fact, color had returned to her face. Mae rushed over, but Maddie thrust out her hand. Mae stopped in response.
“Sister?” Mae questioned, but Maddie ignored her, heading instead to the brothers.
“Who killed him?” she asked tightly, her green eyes running down the line.
On the end of the line, Flame began to twitch his head, his hands balling into fists. Fuck. It had to be Flame, didn’t it? This weren’t gonna end well if she started shooting off her mouth.
Maddie fixed her gaze on Flame. “Was it you?” she asked frankly.
Flame nodded once and his mouth tightened. “Yeah, I killed the f**ker.” His tattooed orange flames danced on his tense neck as his crazy black eyes fixed on Maddie. A f**kin’ murderous glare.
Maddie stood right in front of him—brass balls, I thought—as Flame’s chest jerked erratically. Then, suddenly, she released a choked sob and threw her arms around Flame’s waist.
Flame froze and his black eyes widened to the size of plates. His hands shot up in the air clenching into fists. Fuck! The brother couldn’t be touched. He was about to go nuclear.
“Thank you,” Maddie whispered and pressed her cheek flat to his cut. “Thank you so very much…”
Flame’s eyebrows pulled down in confusion and his black eyes glared down at her wrapped ’round his waist. Then we all froze as his hands lowered and flattened awkwardly on her back. His nostrils flared as Maddie released another sob and cried, “You freed me. You freed me from him.”
Flames eyes squeezed shut and his teeth clenched. But he didn’t push her off, didn’t scream, jerk, or hit out. The f**ked-up brother just let it happen.
Ky turned to me, shock clear on his expression. I shrugged. I could never get a read on the brother. Never knew what the f**k he was thinking.
Maddie pulled back with a small smile and Flame’s eyes bored into hers. She began walking back to Mae, but not before glancing over her shoulder. “What is your name?” she asked Flame nervously.
