Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4) novel Chapter 41

“Nah, man I heard Bull snickered shot her four times.” Knight relays the story to Storm and I as we sit by the bar.

Chadley, Whisp, Jade and Venus are all currently behind the bar serving the crowds drinks.

The room all of a sudden erupts and my fucking heart almost caves in, fuck my luck.

I down the rest of my brandy, and turn to the vision and reason of everyone here, and she is more fucking beautiful than when she left me.

Her body is encased with black leather pants, a thick belt that has three hunting knives in the grooves, and legs that go on for fucking ever are covered with a thick pair of riding boots that are an easy four grand.

I take in her leather jacket, it's a dark gray and the hood is material.

My frown comes when I get to her neck as she unzips her jacket, and it gets more prominent when she looks at the guy carrying who I guess is an unconscious Harley on his shoulder.

My gaze is impenetrable matching my changing mood, that is tumbling south, fast when Beggar throws her head back and laughs.

Not only does it make my dick hard, but it has the room quietening as many of the men are looking at the black haired beauty. That is exactly what she is, a fucking beauty.

Her mouth moves and I wish I could be there beside her to hear that raspy voice of hers talk.

She is the reason Harley is caught. She doesn't know that Bull called the club after they took Harley down with the darts.

Beggar went behind Killer's orders the night before they went to Walmart, and handed him the darts, with clear instructions to take her the first chance he got. Which was what led him to the top of the Walmart and his first aim was that.

If he didn't she was going to blow up the entire Walmart.

“Fuck bro, you got it bad, are you going to tell her?” Spade asks as he sips his beer.

“Yeah, just let them get settled, they are bust.” I say not taking my eyes off of her. Fuck what was I thinking letting her go.

“So this is it?” Knight ask as he pats my back, looking to Beauty and Killer who are standing by the lounge area talking to a shit load of guys from out of town.

She is different, more animated.

I finish off my drink and move closer to them, when Beggar looks at me she actually smiles and I take that as a good fucking sign.

“Hey, I heard you guys were on a fuckin' tailspin tryna get Harley's ass caught.” I say to Killer who shakes his head.

“She had us on a whirl wind.”

“You were the only one who was getting pissy, bitching all of the time,” Beggar says and I don't hide the smile that breaks my mouth wide open. She is giving me those eyes and when I don't break it, she holds what I see is a fucking diamond collar around her neck and walks off.

Killer rolls his eyes and gives me a sharp nod, like I fucking need his permission. I don't. My feet pull me to her, already knowing where she is going as I pass all the brothers, giving them pats here and there on my way out.

She is half way to the top of the hill, and this time I run to meet her there.

“Beauty wait.” She stops and her leather covered arms wrap around her torso.

“It's Beggar, you had no problem calling me that the last time, what do you want Zero.”

I take a few steps closer to her, she is four steps down the Hill and I close the gap and put my hands behind my back.

There is no stars tonight to set the mood, no romantic places or words to say to make it all perfect. It is just the sounds of bikes, people, and the thick smell of cigarettes, weed and the earth. None of it says the time is right, but I can say in all truth to this night that if everyone could catch a glimpse into my feelings for this woman who is standing next to me, then everyone would know that there is no perfect time than the first opportunity I got, which is now.

“I want you, Amariya, Beggar, Beauty, whatever the fuck you want to call yourself. I just want you.”

“No you don't, you have Quinn, I'm your brother's killer remember, besides who said I want you.”

I grab her by the back of her jacket and engulf her from the back and put my bare arms over hers. She struggles and I hold her tighter. My lips nip at her ear until she tenses then I breathe my words to her.

“Since I had you in my arms that night when I took those guns out of your hands it has been you, Beauty. Though I had another woman in my bed, you were the one with the keys to my soul.”

“Please, just stop.” Her words come as a plea as her knees get weak, still I hold her in my arms.

“You once asked me those same words, and I told you I can't dammit, before you left all over again you had a shit load to say. I have held back these weeks, even though every part of me wanted to get on my bike and hunt your ass down, but Beauty I fucked up, I claimed Quinn. When you left that day it was me on the floor, falling all over again for you. Fuck do you know how many nights I sat on this very hill screaming for you, even knowing you were the one that did that to Thorn. You said if only you met me sooner, but life doesn't always give us what we want, we have to take it, that bit of goodness.”