Avenging Angel by Naomi Porter

8

Storm

We made it into my office without anyone else seeing us. I shut the door and tugged Madeline by the hand over to my desk chair. Dropping into it, I patted my lap: her spot. I hated seeing her so wrecked. Her baby blues were puffy and red, and her face was blotchy. It looked like she’d been pulling on her hair.

Madeline was still the most beautiful woman despite her gaunt appearance. After not having her in bed last night, I needed physical contact. Shit, I’d become a needy son of a bitch, but I didn’t give a fuck.

I needed my woman and was confident she needed me just as much.

Madeline tilted her head as if considering my request. I didn’t like it. My stomach tightened as I dragged my hand over my beard. If she said no, I wasn’t sure what I’d do.

“Come on, baby. I swear to you, I didn’t cheat. You don’t have to hate me.”

“But last night, you didn’t want me.” Tears pooled in her eyes.

“Angel, it wasn’t about wanting you. I always want you. Let’s deal with one issue at a time, okay? First, I need to prove nothing happened.”

I turned on my laptop and reached my hand out to her. She perched herself on my lap like she had dozens of times before, taking my hand in a strong hold. Her back was to my chest, my chin rested on her shoulder. I closed my eyes for a second, just breathing her in.

She elbowed me like she was worried I was falling asleep. “Storm.”

Ouch, that hurt. “It’s Kaleb, when we’re alone.”

“Just get on with it.”

Christ, I didn’t like her calling me Storm. But I’d let it slide this time, we had enough to worry about. I typed in passwords to retrieve video footage from the security cameras in our bedroom.

“What’s this? Your room?” Her head turned toward me, putting our lips a breath away. I stole a quick kiss. She narrowed her eyes, then rolled them like the sassy little shit I loved. There wasn’t an ounce of surprise in her expression. She knew I’d always take every opportunity to put my lips on hers.

“Yes. It’s our room. Before Uncle Matt died, he gave me some advice. Valuable advice I’m now very glad I took. As president, we should be able to trust our brothers. But sometimes, a bad seed comes into the club. To protect me, as he suggested, I installed video cameras that only I know about. Should something happen to me, I have a letter for Track with the passwords to all my accounts and the surveillance cameras.”

“Oh, no.” She worried her lip between her teeth. “Are there videos of us having sex?”

I chuckled, stroking her thigh. “Shit yeah, baby.”

She gaped, her mouth in a sexy ‘O.’

“Don’t worry, no one will ever see them except us.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” I stole another kiss, but this time I lingered a second or two longer. Melting into her soft lips, tasting her sweetness. She didn’t push me away. I could finally breathe again. “Now, let’s start at midnight. We’ll scan through the footage until we get to Carla.”

“I hate her,” she muttered in a low voice.

Me too, Angel.

“She’s gone, baby.” Well, she would be once I restored Madeline’s trust. Then I’d go to the quiet room with Lynx, and we’d take care of Carla once and for all. Not by killing her. Only if she pushed or threatened Madeline would I do away with her. It was tempting, but I didn’t kill when I didn’t have to. Even if the world would be a better place without her.

On the feed, we observed me returning to the clubhouse. I stiffened, recalling what a shitty night it had been.

“Wait.” Madeline put her hand on mine to stop me from fast-forwarding. “Let it play.”

I shifted in the chair, stomach roiling. Goddammit, I didn’t want her to see this, but what else could I do? I was trying to prove my innocence, but…

“Kaleb.” She swallowed, placing her hand on her chest. “Baby, were you…” Her voice trailed off. “I made you cry?” Her arm hooked around my neck, and she buried her face in it. I wrapped my arms around her small body and held her.

“A grown-ass man like me can shed a few tears.” I’d missed her so damn much. I was fucked up, hating myself all over again for hurting her. “Don’t tell my brothers, okay?”

She pulled back, taking my face between her hands, and brushed her thumbs over my beard. My heart raced with anticipation. I didn’t want to push myself on her, but I was desperate for a real kiss. She claimed my lips. I let her have her way for once. Her small tongue curled with mine, drawing out moans from both of us.

Madeline broke away much too soon. She needed to see what happened with Carla in the room. I felt her hesitation. It would resolve the minute she knew I was still hers.

“Your secret is safe with me, I promise. Crying doesn’t make you weak.” She pressed her forehead to mine. “My heart hurts, seeing you so miserable. The bed is a crumpled mess because you thrashed all night.”

“I couldn’t get comfortable. I missed the fuck out of you. If you don’t want to see me miserable, then don’t ever leave me.”

“Kaleb…” she breathed out my name. “I believe you, but I just… I need—”

“I know. You just need to see for yourself. I get it. I want to see what the bitch was doing in our room.”

We got to the footage of Carla. It was after two in the afternoon. I hadn’t been in our bedroom since before 8:00 a.m.

Fuckin’ Carla had picked the lock like a pro. I knew I hadn’t left it unlocked. I never forgot to secure it.

Carla snooped through our drawers, ripped holes in some of Madeline’s panties, stuffing them back into the drawer and sniffed my shirts. What a nutjob.

“Jesus…” Rage exploded in my chest when the crazy bitch took her shorts and tank top off and rolled around in our bed in her bra and panties. She got herself off, humping my pillow and crying out my goddamned road name.

“Turn it off.” Madeline shuddered in my arms. “I’m going to be sick.” She held her stomach, drawing in large amounts of air and blowing it out.

I reached for the trash can beside my desk, in case she threw up. “I’m sorry, Madeline.”

“No, you didn’t do anything. It’s obvious the video isn’t fake. She’s wearing the same bra and panties I saw her in. I believe you.” She clasped her hands in her lap. “I’m the one who’s sorry. I should’ve trusted you. It’s just when I found her…” She dropped her head, shaking it.

“Look at me.” I lifted her chin, putting us eye to eye. “I get it. I see how it looked real to you. For that, I’m sorry.”

She giggled a little. “Look at us both apologizing when neither of us did anything wrong. It’s all Carla’s fault.”

“Yeah, well, I want to get to the part where you beat the shit out of her.” I couldn’t imagine my sweet girl in a catfight. I needed to see it for myself.

“Oh, God.” She buried her face in her hands. “I lost it, Kaleb. I really lost it.”

I scrolled through the footage. Carla even cracked the door open after she was finished masturbating on the bed. Like she was hoping Madeline would find her. Sure as shit, Madeline called my name when she thought I was in the bathroom. Carla walked out with a smirk on her face.

As I watched it all unfold, Madeline hid her face in the crook of my neck. I understood why she couldn’t watch it. To her, it was a low moment of losing her cool. She wasn’t proud of it, but I was fuckin’proud. My woman kicked Carla’s ass.

I exited out of the app, logging off of my computer. I rubbed my hand up and down Madeline’s back. “Finished.”

“I need you, Kaleb Knight. I want you to make love to me, but our bed—” She trailed off.

“It disgusts me too. Tomorrow we’ll buy a new mattress.”

“Really?” Her face brightened.

“Hell yeah. Tonight, we can stay in the room you were in.” Going to a nice hotel wasn’t an option with the Hunters still around.

“How are we going to sleep on a twin bed? You wouldn’t even fit on it alone.”

I chuckled, squeezing her ass. “I didn’t say sleep. I said stay in. Tonight, we’re having all night make up sex.” I wiggled my brows.

Madeline threw her head back, laughing. Her voice was hoarse and sexy at the same time. “Shouldn’t we talk about what happened last night? You found out I’m little, gangly Maddy Hamilton. You know, the one who used to annoy you.”

“You never annoyed me. And Angel, there ain’t nothing gangly about you.” I kissed her nose. “What about you? What I did to Tommy.” The muscles in my neck coiled as I feared her reaction. All this time we’d been together, loving each other, and I’d been the one who shattered her perfect little family. I’d broken my Angel’s heart. “Sure, you want to be with me?”

“Jesus, Kaleb. You didn’t kill my brother. Toby assured me it was an accident. Yes, what both of you did was wrong. But you didn’t mean to hurt him.”

“I swear to you, I never wanted him to get hurt. I’m so sorry, my little firecracker.” I ran my thumb along the curve of her jaw.

“You remembered.” She cradled my face in her hands, stroking the apples of my cheeks.

“Of course I do.”

“Can I call you KC?”

“No. KC doesn’t exist anymore. It’s Storm in public. Kaleb when we’re alone.” I kissed her nose. Talk about a blast from the past. My mom had called me KC because I’d been conceived in Kansas City. Mom was weird like that. I’d stopped going by the nickname after moving to Minnesota. I’d wanted nothing to do with my home in Garrison.

She pouted. “Fine.”

“I love you, Maddy. Goddamn do I love you.” It felt freeing to finally give her the words. I wasn’t sure why it had taken me so long.

Happy tears filled her eyes. “I love you too, Kaleb. I have for most of my life.”

“Now, I don’t need to be jealous of the dude who owned your heart.” A good thing, too. I almost had Grizzly hunt him down for me.

“Nope, you sure don’t because it’s you. It’s always been you.” She pressed her lips to mine.

“Toby gave me his blessing.”

She reared back, eyes wide. “He did?”

“He just wants us to be happy.”

“Well, then, make me happy and take me to bed.” Her arms went around my neck. “Make love to me, Kaleb.”

“Shit yeah, Angel. I’ll make love to you all night long. I love you. Damn, I love you so much.” Giving her the words felt fuckin’ fantastic. I couldn’t seem to stop saying them.

“I love you, Kaleb Knight. With all of my heart. God, I want you.” She kissed me again. Nothing compared to hearing them said to me.

“We’ll fuck right here in my office.” I nipped at her bottom lip, slipping my hand under her shirt and cupped her breast. I brushed my thumb over her taut nipple, rocking my hips forward. Eager to be inside my woman.

She hiked an eyebrow. “Have any kittens ever been on this desk?”

I grabbed the back of her head, pushing our foreheads together. “Never. I never brought any of them into my personal space. Now take those tiny shorts off so I can fuck you.”

She shivered. “I love it when you’re bossy.”

“I love it when you obey me.” I dropped my hands, gathering the hem of her shirt. Pulling it over her head, I dotted kisses across her shoulder, dragging my lips up the bend of her neck. I was hard as stone, aching to be deep inside her.

Madeline’s fingers went to the back of my neck. Her nails scratched along my skin in her unique, arousing way, sending electric bolts straight to my cock. “I’m still shocked you’re my Kaleb.” Her lips ghosted across mine. “The teenage boy I drooled over. Talked to when no one could hear me. When I got older, I touched myself under the covers, staring at your senior picture under the warm glow of a flashlight. I missed you so much after you left town. I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”

“Fuck, Angel.” I captured her lips as a swell of indescribable emotions flooded my heart.

She sucked on my bottom lip, then captured it between her teeth. A bolt of lightning shot down my spine as she released it. “I still have the picture tucked in my wallet.”

“Seriously?” I was stunned she’d kept it so close to her.

“Mhm.” Her baby blues darkened. Arousal rolled off her in massive waves, turning her chest red.

The air in my office crackled and sparked, heating up like an inferno of lust as we stared into each other’s eyes. We grabbed for each other at the same time, frantically kissing and removing each other’s clothes. I couldn’t believe Angel was little Maddy firecracker Hamilton. The things I’d done to my woman. I should burn in hell for them. But Madeline didn’t want me to burn. She was the bucket of water to the flames of hell I thought would scorch me forever.

Madeline straddled me on her knees, easing onto my cock. “Kaleb!” She threw her head back, forcing us to break our kiss, and moaned in ecstasy. I didn’t want to let go of her delicious lips. They were my drug of choice. All I’d ever need.

“Goddamn, Angel. Your pussy is warm and tight.” I raised her up by the hips and pushed her down on my cock.

We began an unhinged pace, rushing for the finish line. It was like we wanted to launch into orbit together and never stop floating from the high.

Madeline panted, riding me fast and hard. I bucked my hips, watching her titties bounce. Her dark hair flew around me, skin glistening with beads of sweat. Madeline always looked hotter than hot when we fucked like wild animals.

“I’m close, baby,” I grunted.

“Me too.”

“I want you to come with me.”

“Okay.”

We picked up our speed, the walls of her pussy clamping down on my dick.

“Now!” I drove into her forcefully, grabbing her face and smashing my lips to hers. I blew my load as her warmth covered me. I smothered my girl with kisses, emptying what felt like gallons of sperm into her. Twisting my fingers into her long, silky hair, I tugged her head back and sucked on the hollow of her neck. I felt the sensations running through her as she pulsed around my cock.

I would never tire of this… of us. Never desire anyone else, only this woman. My woman. My Angel.

“I love you, baby. I promise to show you every day just how much.”

Her lip trembled, eyes pooling with tears as she smiled. She hooked her arm around my neck, pressing her voluptuous body into my chest. “I love you, Kaleb. Always have, always will… until the end of time.”