Campbell's Reaper: Soul Reapers #2 (16 page)

There was definitely activity at the
house with motorcycles parked out front but no one wore cuts that came in or
out of the house. And we did not recognize anyone, not a single soul. We stayed
for the entire day watching for anything out of the ordinary. Ax and Whistler
had taken over for us and now we were a few minutes from the clubhouse.

Although Campbell had shared my bed
since lockdown started, neither of us had made a move since that day in the shower.
We were playing with fire and I seemed to be the only one concerned that we
were about to get burned. She never stopped pushing me with her body pressed up
against mine every night and her words every fucking day. I knew that if I was
selfish enough to reach out and take what was mine, Campbell would never deny
me. She told me I was her birthday wish.
God my cock stiffens just thinking
about it.

It was yesterday morning, and I had
been awake for a little while just watching her sleep.  I stared at the barely
there marks on her face, reminding me of everything she went through and
everything I had failed to stop. My fingers lightly traced the marks when I saw
her eyes fluttering open. I quickly closed mine and lay perfectly still so she
would think I was still asleep. Even though my heart raced in anticipation of
what she would do, I kept my breathing light.

The silence stretched on. Right as I
was about to open my eyes I felt the most delicate of touches trace my bottom
lip, then the top, which was followed by two fingers running the length of my
face from my hairline to my chin. I could not wait any longer to see her face.
Ever so slowly I opened my eyes to see her chocolate depths following her
fingers as they blazed a trail over my face; the gold in her eyes extra bright
this morning.

“
Morning Sunshine.
”
My voice was dry from lack
of use. I cupped her face and pulled her to me.

“
Morning handsome,
”
she purred as she curled
into my side, laying her head on my chest.   She traced her fingers along my chest
and down to my stomach. Goosebumps trailed her touch as she went back and
forth.

“
Soooooo,
”
dragged out Campbell.
“
My
birthday is tomorrow and I know what I want.
”

“
What you want?
”
This was going to be
interesting. She inched herself up and propped herself up on my chest; her chin
rested on her fist.

“
Yes, what I want. I thought
long and hard about it. Logan usually took me to a movie and bought me a new
outfit from Old Navy or an awesome something,
”
she air quoted something,
“
from
a thrift store. And knowing Logan she will do the same this year which would be
good since I don
’
t really have a lot of
clothes. Plus I mean who doesn
’
t want clothes, right?
Anywho. . .
”
Campbell
rambling was fucking adorable. She trailed off as her cheeks turned the pretty
shade of pink.

“
Sunshine,
”
I paused, patiently waiting
for her eyes to lock on mine. When they finally did, I let her know I would do
anything for her.
“
Whatever you want. Just
tell me.
”

“
You are my birthday wish.
”
My body stirred to life as
her eyes darkened with desire.
“
I want you to be my first.
”
Hot damn!
The
quietness that followed had Campbell pursing her lips as her eyes grew larger
than life. The shock of her blatant request surprised even herself.

“
O! M! G! I can
’
t
believe I actually just blurted that out.
”
Campbell sat up in the bed
with her hand over her mouth.
“
That . . . this is so
embarrassing. Who says shit like that to a fucking bad ass biker. That is like
asking for a first-class ticket to sweet buttville.
”
She went to stand up muttering
to herself, but I stopped her retreat with an arm around her waist pulling her
back into bed.

“
Where are you going?
”
I buried my nose in her
head, breathing her in, while trying to not to laugh at her. I chuckled for I
kept hearing sweet buttville over and over in my head.

“
Great, now you are laughing
at me,
”
pouted Campbell.

“
No Sunshine,
”
I lied because that shit
was funny.
“
Tell me,
”
I crooned,
“
why
you trying to get away from me?
”

“
To wash off the shame,
”
she said dramatically,
throwing the back of her hand over her eyes.
There
’
s
my Sunshine.
“
Maybe
if I scrub off enough embarrassment I can find some pride hiding under the
humiliation.
”
Now
I outright laughed at her theatrics.

“
Really! It was that
embarrassing to let the fucking bad ass biker,
”
I air quoted her line,
“
your
words not mine, know that you are in heat for his meat?
”

“
OH MY GOD,
”
she laughed.
“
You
did not just say that.
”
By now we were both laughing so hard.
“
Stop.
You gotta stop making me laugh. I gotta pee.
”
Her words spurred me to
action as I rolled over and straddled her.
“
Henry
James Whittaker,
”
she threatened as I lifted my hands in a
claw-like manner letting her know I was about to tickle the shit out of her.
“
No,
”
she squealed, trying to
hold my arms as I so slowly lowered my hands teasing her. She screamed and then
laughed hysterically as my fingers connected with her sides. Her hips bucked,
then twisted and turned trying to get me off of her but I was just too big for
her to have any luck. My cock responded instantly to her body rubbing against
mine.

“
Stop,
”
she begged after a minute
or two of my assault.

“
Are you crying uncle?
”
I asked, knowing I had to
get off of her before I embarrassed myself.

“
Never,
”
she cried out as her
fingers tried to tickle me.

“
Oh, you are in trouble now,
”
I threatened, grabbing her
hands and pinning them above her head. Our bodies pressed intimately together
with our lips inches from each other. Our heavy breaths mixed with one another
as we stared into each other
’
s eyes. Hunger and need
mirrored in our gaze.

“
Tomorrow,
”
she purred.

“
Tomorrow,
”
I agreed.

“
Promise?
”
Could I promise this?
I closed my eyes to give me a chance to
think as a thousand yeses ran through my mind. Not a single no voiced itself. I
opened my eyes and saw all the confirmation I needed staring back at me.
Campbell let her emotions shine through warming me from the inside out.
“
Promise.
”

Campbell

Tonight was the night. It was all I
thought about the last few hours. I was so excited that I could barely contain
my energy. T minus 12 hours. Midnight never looked so awesome before in my
life. New Year
’
s Eve did not hold a candle to tonight. To
be honest, I never got the craziness of setting new resolutions or a new year,
a new start. Hell, if there was something you wanted you went after it, whether
it was a man or a new job. Whatever the hell it was, why wait? You want
something bad enough you work your ass off to get it. At least that was how I
saw it. And now that I was an adult, I planned to follow that motto. And sex
with Tank would be my first adult
“
thing
”
that I went after with
everything I had.

Bang . . . bang.
Back to reality.
God
I loved Logan but she sucked at shooting. She was an absolute mess; so bad at
it that it was now just a running joke between us.

“
Oh, that was bad.
”
Logan
’
s
voice was shrill as she looked between Colt and me.

“
Beautiful. Just don
’
t
close your eyes when you pull the trigger.
”
Poor Colt tried everything
to get her to be better than awful but he could not get through to her. And
Logan being Logan just smiled her sweet smile and shrugged her shoulders.

“
Sorry baby,
”
she winced as she put the
safety back on the gun.
“
Maybe you should just 
shoot with Cam. She is really good at this.
”

“
Beautiful,
”
he paused, trying to gather
some patience.
“
You need to know how to
shoot. What if Cam isn
’
t around or you find
yourself alone. You need to know.
”

“
Colton,
”
she gritted out. The
frustration she felt was written all over her face.

“
Hey.
”
Colt
’
s
voice lowered as he grabbed her chin, tilting it up so they stared at one
another.
“
Stop that bullshit right now. You know
better.
”
He dipped his head and bit
at her lips. Logan turned her head to avoid his assault. Her cheeks a lovely
red as she made eye contact with me. It dawned on her that they were not alone
and she quickly stepped away from Colton, mouthing sorry to me. I shrugged. It
did not bother me in the least to see how Colt was with her. I loved him for it
actually.

“
Focus,
”
he snapped, slapping her
ass before stepping around her to me.

“
Ready, Cam?
”
He was so great. I loved
him for my sister. Over the last week stuck together, Colt and I really got to
know each other and have found our own bond without my sister. He even told me
about his bitch-ass mother, Becky Price, who left him when was a kid and got
his dad shot twice.

“
Yes,
”
I answered honestly as he
held out the gun I had been practicing with. The thrill of holding the gun
started to run through me. Adrenaline coursed through my body as I took the
handle offered to me; the gun pointed at the ground as I released the safety.

“
Remember,
”
Colt said,
“
breathe
the entire time. Don
’
t hold your breath. Keep
your feet shoulder width apart. Other hand cradles the butt of the gun.
”
I nodded in response to his
instructions as I did each thing he said.
“
Aim
the gun.
”
Another nod as I lifted the
gun and pointed towards the bottles that were our targets.
“
Square
your shoulders.
”
Colt adjusted my stance.
“
Then
fire as you breathe out.
”

My breath left my body. Bang . . .
bang.

“
Good job,
”
congratulated Colt. I
lowered the gun and redid the safety.
“
Perfect.
”
Pride slowly replaced the
adrenaline. I took out my bottle, then Logan
’
s.
“
Let
’
s
do a few more and then call it a day,
”
Colton said.

“
Sounds good to me.
”
I walked to the fence as
Colt went to grab more bottles. I felt eyes on me and looked around to find
Tank off to the side watching me. His eyes were dark once again as he followed
my every movement like a predator stalking his prey. A warmth I never felt
before blossomed within me. Was it desire? Love? No, it was need. Pure,
unadulterated need. It ran so deep that I ached from it. The spot between my
legs ached for Tank as I felt wetness dampen my panties. My nipples peaked as I
licked my very dry lips. Tank
’
s eyes widened in response
before narrowing. One step, then another, heightening my need for this man as
he stalked closer.