Jake’s Angel (King’s Of Fury MC #2)

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

AVERY

Skyler took me to the clubhouse tonight for my official welcome home party. I told everyone it wasn’t necessary, but telling Liz no is futile.

We finished putting together the final touches in the last classroom in our dance studio today. Skyler has agreed to teach teens and adult classes ranging from tap, to hip-hop, to striptease and burlesque. While I will teach little girls and teens everything else in between.

Gramps helped finance the business so I could finally own a studio like I’ve always dreamed of doing. Having Skyler come along as my partner was like adding icing to the cake. She’s a phenomenal dancer, and she even knows how to choreograph full shows, which is great when you want to plan recitals.

We walk into the clubhouse to loud music and a room packed full of bodies. Skyler grabs my arm and drags me to the bar.

“Jinx, two virgin Pina Coladas, please,” Skyler shouts over the music. Jinx nods her head to acknowledge the order. I notice she bartends for the club whenever they have big events, but avoids the clubhouse any other day. She works for Declan and his brother at their bar, so it’s not like she completely avoids club interaction, but I find it strange she doesn’t mingle with anyone other than Sadie, Jayde, or Sky.

We get our glasses and clink them and just as we’re about to take a sip, Ethan comes barreling around the back of Skyler and snatches her glass out of her hand.

“The fuck are you thinking? You can’t drink that. No alcohol while you’re pregnant.” Sky glares at Ethan and he must realize what he’s said out loud, because his cheeks turn a shade of red, but it doesn’t douse the anger in his eyes.

“It’s a virgin drink, asshole. I’m not stupid. And Avery is underage. What the hell, Ethan?”

“I don’t give a shit about what Avery does. No offense, Avery,” Ethan says, then focuses back on his wife. “I only care about you and our baby.” He puts his hand on her belly, staring down at her little pooch. Skyler softens immediately.

“You don’t have to be an ass all the time, you know. You could try not being one between the hours of, let’s say six and ten p.m.”

Ethan growls and kisses her until she’s breathless. I turn away, not wanting to invade their very personal moment.

Skyler grabs my arm when they’ve finished and leans in to tell me, “Please don’t tell anyone. Ethan wants to wait a little while longer before we spill it to the club. He wants to see what we’re having first.”

“No problem. It’s your business to share whenever you’re ready. I won’t say a word.”

I feel Jake before I see him. His strong arms wrap around my middle, and he pulls me back into his chest.

“Hi,” he says, all breathy and seductive. Damn.

“Hi,” I say back with a mischievous grin of my own. I knew this outfit was going to draw his attention tonight. It was strategically planned this way. I chose a flowy leather dance skirt with sexy black panties and a cropped black sweater with long sleeves and a low V-neck that accentuates my breasts and shows a hint of skin around my navel so he can see my belly ring.

Jake loves my belly ring.

My hair is pulled back in a high, tight bun, a few tendrils loose around the frame of my face. But the best part of the whole damn outfit is the black strappy fuck me heels I’m wearing, bringing me almost level to Jake’s height.

“You look amazing in this outfit. I think maybe we should get you out of it. I’ll take you to my room and you can show me some of those dance moves Skyler’s been teaching you while I watch you undress for me.” My cheeks flush. Even after all this time, the slightest mention of sex taints my cheeks with color, but not as much as Jake’s filthy promises.

I spin in his arms, not wasting any more time, and bring my mouth to his, seeking entrance with my tongue. Jake obliges with a groan and our tongues dance together. He tastes like whiskey and trouble.

“If we disappear, Liz will send everyone to find us. It is my party, after all.” I laugh at Jake’s groan of disapproval.

“Hey, asshat!” Jinx calls over to Jake. He flips her the bird.

“Nice to see you too, Jinxy.” Jake grabs my drink and sits me down on the bar stool. “Wait here for me, baby. I need to go talk to Pres about something and I’ll be right back. Don’t you dare move from that spot. You got me?” I roll my eyes and huff at him.

“If you’re not back in twenty minutes, I’m dancing with my girls and you can find me when you’re done,” I sass, searching the room for Sadie and Jayde.

Jake leans down, putting his mouth right up to my ear. My body shutters as his breath grazes my skin.

“If you show your sexy moves off wearing this skirt without me being here, I will pin you down and have my way with you. I’ll spank your ass and pound that sweet little pussy of yours while keeping you from reaching your orgasm until I’m damn good and ready. You got me now, Angel?” He nips my earlobe. My cheeks are inflamed, my thighs squeeze together tight, and my panties are now soaked.

I glare at him.

Asshole.

He gives me a quick, chaste kiss before leaving me alone at the bar. He knows what his dirty words have had the desired effect and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it until he gets back to take care of me.

Yeah, he’s an asshole, but it’ll be worth it.

I spot Sadie across the room, talking with Vincenzo and Matteo.

What are they doing here?

I walk over to say hello and hear Sadie say, “Fine. I’ll do it. But you must have everything ready to go because there’s no way they won’t know.”

“Hey.” I make my presence known. Sadie looks like she’s ready to cry when she sees me. She quickly schools her face.

“Hey,” she greets me with a tight hug.

“You okay?” I whisper, and she nods.

“Yep, just stupid guy stuff.”

“Miss West.” Vincenzo greets. “I’m sorry to have to leave your party so soon, but I have an important meeting to get to. Thank you for having me as your guest. I hope you enjoy Oakridge and all it has to offer.” His words are polite, but there’s something in the way he says them that makes it feel strange. “Good evening, Miss Jenkins. I’ll see you soon.” Vincenzo leaves with Matteo following close behind. Strange seeing him without Santiago. They usually come as a package deal.

“What was that all about?” I ask, wondering what has Sadie so upset.

She waves me off. “Business. There’s an issue he needs me to remedy, and I’m not sure I can do it. It’s fine. Really.” She half-heartedly smiles. “It’ll be fine. I’m just stressing over nothing.”

Drea comes up behind Sadie with a smug look on her face.

Jinx is leaning on the bar with one arm, watching us intently.

“I warned you. I told you he only wanted one thing from you, and you let him have it. While you were healing up at home, all those nights he worked late, Jake was here with me just like I said he would be,” Drea spits.

“You’re only here because you’re The Princess,” she whines. “Please. You’re no princess, and you sure as shit don’t belong here among the Kings. You and your snobby-ass bitch friend. I don’t know why she’s here. With her crazy as fuck mother being locked up and a traitorous father, they only kept Sadie here out of pity.”

Drea’s words are all slurred and her eyes are red. She has to be on something to be this fucking stupid.

“What’s the matter, Sadie? Did Hawk go and break your heart when you found out he fucked you and left you for last week’s local sorority girls’ club? You know, he probably fucked at least three of them before they left town on Monday. But hey, I bet you got a good taste of them on his lips when you stayed with him in his room the other night.”

That’s a discussion Sade and I will be having soon. But not with an audience.

“I have no clue what she’s talking about,” Hawk grumbles under his breath. I don’t look back to see when he showed up or who he’s with, but based on his quick response of, “I haven’t fucked Sadie. I didn’t fuck a sorority group either, but I kind of wish I had now.” I assume it must be my dad.

“Ow.” The hard slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh followed by Hawk’s whine confirms my suspicions. But I don’t take my eyes off Drea.

“Both of you sorry ass bitches need to find somewhere else to get a man. You heard Hawk? He didn’t fuck you. You’re nothing special. No one fucking wants you, bitch. Look at your family. Both your parents left you. Your mother, the psycho bitch, tried to kill you. Avery here is busy with her new little life as Princess,” Drea whines. “Hawk sure as shit doesn’t have time for a disobedient brat like yourself. He needs a woman who will heel and obey his every command.” Drea goes on. “Do you even know how kinky he really is? Do you want me to tell you?”

I look over to see Sadie’s puffy eyes as she grabs her stomach and mouth and heads to the bathroom. I catch Jayde out of the corner of my eye, running after her. Drea turns her attention back to me and is caught off guard when I swing, and my left hook connects with her face.

Drea falls to all fours, holding her face and spitting blood on the carpet.

Holy shit! That was awesome. Hurts like hell, but awesome.

“You bitch! You’ll pay for that,” Drea yells, trying to get to her feet, only to be caught by my other hand wrapped in the back of Drea’s hair. I drag her to her feet and closer to the bar.

“You know, Drea, you were right when you said I knew little about the MC world and how things work around here.” I pull her head back to meet my eyes. Drea is grabbing my wrist, trying to release the hold I have on her hair. “But I’ve learned a few things that perhaps you weren’t too clear on. So, how about I teach you a few of the lessons I’ve learned?” I smile wickedly at her. I can see the fury and even the hint of fear in her eyes from here, but I don’t fucking care. She’s disrespected me, my best friend, and my man for far too long.

“First, you’re right, I am club royalty—by blood.” I shove her face down as I bring my knee up and am met with a sickening crack. Blood spurts from her nose and I have a sick feeling of satisfaction when I pull her back up to meet me face to face again.

“I’m also the SAA’s ol’ lady. Which, in case you missed it, means Jake. Is. Mine.” I accentuate each word with a slap to the face for good measure.

Letting go of Drea’s hair, I watch as her limp body drops to the floor. She’s crying and screaming, but no one makes a single move to help her. The men and women in the room all gather around, some with their arms crossed, all glaring at the whore on the floor. They’re all standing in a show of solidarity for me.

I spot Hawk a few feet away. When his eyes meet mine, I snap, “If this is your standard for women, you don’t deserve my best friend. Grow up and make better choices, Nathaniel. Sadie deserves better.”

Gabe drops his arm from Jake’s chest, where he must’ve been holding him back. I watch as Gabe doubles over in laughter.

“What the hell is so funny?” Jake asks, fuming mad.

Gabe puts his hand up while trying to catch his breath. Once he’s regained his composure, he says, “She is her mother’s daughter. Go get your woman and make sure she hasn’t hurt herself while dishing out that ass whoopin’.”

Jake doesn’t hesitate, storming through the room, grabbing my face in his hands, scanning over my body from head to toe.

JAKE

The clubhouse is fairly quiet except for the music playing. Everyone is still in shock, I think at seeing my Angel kick ass.

The front door to the clubhouse opens, and Violet walks in with Carter. She makes eye contact with Declan but bypasses him and heads toward Skyler. Declan makes his way over to their conversation.

I wonder what’s going on, but I need to focus on Avery.

“Are you all right, Angel?” She looks up at me with a giddy expression.

“Never better,” she says, smiling before she lands a kiss on my lips. I pull away and school my face, making her think I’m pissed at her. Her expression changes to one of fear and concern.

“Are you mad at me?” she asks, the worry evident in her voice as it goes a little higher in pitch. “She deserved that shit for what she did to Sadie, and you know it,” she defends. “She’s been on our asses for months, and when I finally put her in her place, you’re mad at me?” she’s yelling now.

I’m standing with my arms crossed over my chest, watching her but not giving away anything in my expression. “You are fucking unbelievable,” she shouts, poking her finger into my chest. I glance down and watch as she continues to jab me with it, fighting like hell not to smile.

“Pres. The bitch needs to go for disrespecting my woman and my President. What say you, men?” I call out to the room.

“AYE!” they all shout in unison. It’s not how we usually do things, but I’m not leaving my woman to take a vote in church for some stupid whore who knows better.

Gabe tells Dec, “This bitch has ten minutes to collect her shit, then I want you to escort her ass off the compound and ban her from all Kings properties.”

“You got it!” Declan stalks over to her, lifting Drea by her arm. Dylan hands him a rag from behind the counter.

“Don’t want to get anything on ya,” he tells his brother. Dec nods and drags her ass to her room to gather her things.

Caleb, Liz, and Mom come walking through the doors with large containers full of food, surprised at how quiet the room has become. Not missing the edge in the atmosphere, Liz hollers, “What’d we miss?”

“Just your granddaughter handing a club whore her ass for disrespecting Sadie and threatening to touch her man. Oh, and for disrespecting her as my daughter.” Gabe laughs. “Just another night at the clubhouse, Ma.”

“Dammit! I miss all the good stuff!” Liz whines. “Which one did you clobber?” she asks Avery, who tries to hide her giggle at Liz’s enthusiasm.

“The purple pixie,” she whispers.

“Well, I’ll be damned! You are your mother’s daughter!” she shouts with pride. Gabe throws his head back in a roar of laughter, followed by Caleb, who turns his head away, laughing himself. “Your mama would be proud of you, little Bug. Did anybody get that shit on video?” She cups her hands and shouts out to ask the crowd. I shake my head and drop my chin to my chest to hide my smirk.

“Thanks, Grams,” Avery answers. Liz’s eyes shine at Avery’s acknowledgment of her grandmother. She reaches up and cups Avery’s cheek and nods.

“All right! You boys come help me get all this food unloaded or you can feed your own sorry asses!” A couple of the guys hop up and follow her out.

Sadie comes walking out of the bathroom with Jayde hanging around her shoulder. It’s clear she’s been crying. She looks pale. I turn to find out what’s going on, but it’s Hawk who steps up to her first. He leans in, grabbing her shoulder, lifting her chin to meet his eyes. He says something to her quiet enough where only they can hear. She looks up at him and scowls, then shoves him out of her way.

“Sadie, come on. Don’t be like that.” Sadie storms out the door, leaving Jayde standing there.

“Should I ask you what that’s all about?” I ask Jayde.

“No. I mean, she didn’t really tell me anything. I followed her to the bathroom because I thought she was crying about what the bitch had said to her. But when I didn’t find her in the bathroom, I came back out, and she was coming from the basement door looking sick and crying.”

“The basement? What the hell was she doing down there?”

“She talks to her dad sometimes. She got permission. She wanted to get to know him. Find out about him and Rene before everything went crazy,” Avery tells me.

“I guess when Drea started in on her, spewing the bullshit about Hawk. She made it sound like he and Sadie had been seeing each other, but I know they haven’t been. Sadie’s been spending all her time either training at the gym or working with Matteo.”

“Parisi’s right hand?”

“Yeah. I thought you knew. He’s her business partner,” Avery says like it’s common knowledge. “All I know is I lost my shit when I saw Sadie had been crying and Drea was running her mouth.”

“Yeah, Sadie rarely loses her shit around other people. She keeps herself pretty well under control,” I tell her, though I know she knows this. Not sure why Sadie took the verbal bashing to heart this time when she never has before. I make a mental note to talk to Hawk about it later, but right now, he’s got enough shit to deal with.

“Speaking of which. What did I tell you I would do to you if you showed off your moves in this skirt and I wasn’t in the room?” I step in closer, closing the space between us. She moves to step back, but I grip her waist and pull her to me, pressing her tits against my chest. “Didn’t I tell you I would pin you down and have my way with you?”

“I wasn’t dancing. I was fighting,” she tries to reason. “That’s not the same.” She’s trying to hold back a grin, trying to convince me she doesn’t want this. The lust in her eyes and the heat between her legs rubbing up against my thigh betray her.

I lean in and whisper in her ear, causing her to shiver beneath my arms. “But everyone was watching you. Every man in here was staring at your sweet little ass in those panties. You definitely gave them an eyeful of what’s mine while you beat Drea’s ass. Therefore, you disobeyed me. Didn’t you, Angel?”

“That’s a fucking technicality and you know it,” she argues.

“Don’t care. I told you to stay put and wait for me. Now you give me no choice. I’ve got to do this right here in front of everyone to prove a point to them—you’re mine.” Her eyes are like saucers. She’s genuinely terrified that I’m going to spank her ass in front of all my brothers. She still hasn’t learned that I don’t share what’s mine with anyone. But for now, I think I’ll let her squirm a little.

I tighten my grip on her waist and bring her chin up with my finger, giving her a sweet kiss on the mouth. Meeting her eyes, I ask her, “Are you ready, Angel? You going to let me do this right here, in front of everyone?” She swallows hard, but to my surprise she leans her head into my shoulder and answers, “Yes, Jake.”

“Good girl.” I release her waist, drop to one knee, and pull out the ring I’ve been keeping in my cut pocket. I bought it two weeks after she was out of the hospital. I wanted to have it when the right moment struck to ask her. I knew she would never tell me the kind of ring that she wanted, so I had one made to fit her.

She looks down at me on my knee. Her eyes glaze over, her hands covering her mouth. “What are you … Jake?” She looks around the room. Everyone has stopped what they were doing and put all their focus on us.

“Listen up! This woman has stolen my heart, put all the pieces I didn’t even know were broken inside me back together, and given me a purpose to live and a reason to smile every morning. Avery Rose, will you be my ol’ lady for life? Will you marry me?”

She stands, staring at me, eyes full of tears, and nods her head yes.

“I need the words, Angel.”

“Yes!” she screams. “Yes, Jake! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Picking her up, I swing her around in my arms before planting her feet on the floor, grabbing her face, and kissing her thoroughly. The room erupts in cheers and whistles. Gabe shouts for a round of drinks and the party is back in full swing. Everyone makes their way over to congratulate us, but I’ve just about had enough of sharing my woman with everyone else.

“I want to see it! Show me the ring!” Liz shouts over everyone. Avery lifts her hand. Liz takes in the beautiful one-carat diamond. “What’s the design? I can’t quite make it out.”

“The center is round. The six marquise-cut smaller diamonds make angel wings,” I say, planting a soft kiss on Avery’s lips. Her eyes glass over, and a wide smile splits her lips.

“It happened so fast, then everyone came to congratulate us. I didn’t even realize the design.” She looks down at it adoringly. “You designed this specifically for me?” she asks, wrapping her hands around my neck. “Why? What made you choose this?”

“Because you’re my Angel, and now that you’re home you can spread your wings. No more cages for you.”

She shakes her head, causing me to question her denial of what I’ve just said. Looking into my eyes with a love I’ve never seen before, she says, “You are my home, Jake. You give me wings to fly again.” She kisses me like I’m her last breath. The clubhouse erupts in cheers once again. I scoop her up and cradle her against my chest, and stomp past the others and up the stairs that lead to my room. She throws her head back, laughing in my arms.

“Where are we going?” I smile down at her, but don’t say a word until we make it to our destination. I open the door and close it with my booted foot, locking it behind me. I carry her to my bed and toss her down on it before pinning her there with my body.

I have her hands pinned above her head with mine. My legs straddling her waist. I lean down and begin devouring her neck, kissing my way up and back down again. She turns her head, giving me better access, and lets out a soft moan. I smile against her skin. “Do you have any idea how hard it made me to hear you claim me as your man?” She doesn’t answer, just stares at me with a knowing smile until I crash my mouth on hers and delve my tongue between her lips, forcing her to open to me. She does without hesitation.

I move my hand and start lifting her sweater from her body, caressing her stomach with my fingers as I go with gentle, soft touches, lightly tickling her skin. She wiggles beneath me. “Where do you think you’re going? You’re not getting away from me,” I whisper in her ear. I continue my ascent until I feel her lacy bra. I lift the wire with my thumb and caress the underside of her breast. Her breaths are coming out in pants, and I know she has to be soaked.

I reach down with both hands, dragging her panties down her legs and off her feet, leaving her heels in place. She lifts herself, helping me remove the rest of her clothes. Her cheeks flush that beautiful pink, and she grins a knowing smirk at me.

“Tell the truth, Angel. You were looking to get your ass spanked tonight, weren’t you?” She shrugs, trying to play all coy. I flip her over onto her stomach and pin her down with my body, kissing the back of her neck. “I guess I should give you what you’ve been asking for then, shouldn’t I?”

I pull her legs up, placing her on her knees. Unbuckling my belt and freeing myself, once I’m in position, I bring my hand down on her ass with a loud crack! She jumps at the sensation. I chuckle at her response. I repeat the same motion and another loud crack fills the room, followed by her moan of pleasure. “You like that, don’t you, Angel? You like my hands on your ass, giving you the discipline you asked for, don’t you?” She moans again, and that’s about all I can take. I need to be in her now!

Using my hand, rubbing back and forth over her slit, I coat her with her own juices and thrust into her. “This is going to be fast, baby.” She nods and I begin to move. I thrust into her and she thrusts back, meeting me with each stroke. I feel the telltale tingle at the base of my spine. My balls are pulling up at the same moment I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock, sending us both over the edge and into complete sensual bliss.

I lean over her back, kissing her neck once more. “You okay, baby?” She nods and I chuckle. I lean up and smack her ass once more for good measure. “I’ll worship you properly when we get home.”

We both get cleaned up in my bathroom. Once we’ve finished putting ourselves back together, I grab her by the hand and lead her back out to the party where our family waits to celebrate with us. The guilt and shame that once plagued me has since disappeared now that my Angel is back home, safe in my arms where she belongs.