Phoenix Daniels- Beautiful Prey 3 Page 6

  "Anything to keep you safe," he muttered. "Come on inside. I'm frying some catfish."

  VICTORIA

  Victoria walked down the hall, noticing the female attention that Jack and Gianni were attracting. They were huddled together, no doubt, trying to figure out who would sabotage the Sickle Cell Ball. Surely they were trying to determine whether or not it was an attempt on one or all of their lives. But Victoria didn't need to speculate. She was sure that someone was trying to kill them. That bomb was planted by their table, and Victoria would bet that the dark-haired woman was behind it.

  "Here, baby," Victoria said, handing Jack one of the coffees that she was holding.

  She turned to Gianni and handed him the other cup.

  "I'm sorry about earlier. Natasha was right, I was totally out of line."

  Gianni draped his arm around Victoria's shoulder and pulled her close. He kissed the top of her head, took a sip from the cup, and frowned.

  "Victoria, you didn't just become stubborn and pigheaded yesterday. You've been this way since the day we met. I loved you then; I love you now. Now, what you should be apologizing for... is this wretched coffee."

  Gianni made a gagging noise and handed the cup back to Victoria.

  "It was a peace offering," Victoria shrieked.

  "Well, your peace offering..." he said, illustrating with air quotes, “...Could start a war."

  Victoria pulled away and playfully smacked Gianni's arm. Jack laughed and pulled Victoria into him. She looked up at her handsome husband and apologized for putting him in a position where he had to defend her against his family. His acceptance of her apology was in the form of a tender kiss on her lips.

  "Gimme an update," he said, swatting her behind.

  “Okay. The kids are safe. They're at Tammy's. Luca's staying with them."

  Jack and Gianni gave each other knowing glances, but Victoria pretended as if she didn't notice.

  "What else?"

  "Amy's awake. Your mom had her, and Em moved into the same room. There was no neurological damage, and the doctor expects her to make a full recovery."

  "Thank God. And Em?"

  "She's in good spirits. Her sight hasn't returned, but they believe that when the swelling in her brain goes down, she'll fully regain her sight."

  Before Jack could ask any more questions, Natasha walked up and attempted to hand Gianni another cup of coffee. The three of them burst into laughter, causing Natasha to look curiously at them.

  "What?"

  "Your friend here...," he said, pointing at Victoria. "...has already tried to poison me with hospital coffee."

  Natasha looked briefly at Victoria before turning back to Gianni.

  "I sent out for Starbucks."

  Gianni smiled and happily accepted the coffee.

  "Grazie, amore."

  "Prego," Natasha responded, standing on her toes to offer him a kiss.

  Victoria tucked her face into Jack's chest and mumbled, "She is so much better at being a wife than me."

  Jack chuckled and wrapped his arms around Victoria.

  "Baby, no one could be better for me than you, and when we get home, I'm going to show you why." Jack was using his bedroom voice, and it traveled straight to her sex. Victoria knew that sex was the last thing that she should be thinking about, but she'd love nothing more than to find comfort in being as close to Jack as she could; to find peace in his arms as he made it all better.

  "Jackson?" Her mother-in-law's voice was the equivalent of a cold shower, dowsing Victoria's arousal by reminding her where they were. She stepped back and smiled at Katherine. She was still so beautiful. The years were obviously kind to her. Her makeup was flawless, and not one hair was out of place. Aside from a little dirt on her gown, no one could guess that she was in an explosion.

  "What?" she asked, obviously aware that Victoria was staring.

  "How do you manage to look so beautiful after the night that we've had?"

  "Darling, do you see that tall, dark, and handsome man back there watching me?"

  Victoria, and the rest of them, looked past Katherine down the hall. Sure enough, Joseph's attention was on Katherine, and Katherine alone. Victoria smiled and turned back to Jack's mother.

  "I have to keep him looking. Understand?"

  "Yes ma'am, I do," Victoria chuckled.

  Jack shook his head.

  "Mom, you wanted something?"

  "Oh yes, Mary's here. She brought changes of clothes for everyone. Jack, that woman is amazing."

  "She is," Jack agreed.

  "Oh, I almost forgot, you're dad wants to see you and Gianni."

  Jack gave Victoria's shoulder a gentle squeeze and walked away. Gianni kissed Natasha on the forehead and caught up with Jack. Katherine left them both with one of her sweet smiles before turning to walk away. Victoria recognized Katherine's plot to get her and Natasha alone.

  Victoria reluctantly turned to Natasha.

  "I apologized to Gianni."

  "And how did that go?"

  "He said that there was no need to apologize because he knows that his wife is a bitch on wheels," Victoria said, raising an eyebrow.

  "Whatever!"

  "No, but for real Tash, I'm sorry. You were right. I was completely out of line," Victoria admitted sincerely.

  "It's fine. I know how much this charity means to you. You were on edge."

  "Don't make excuses for me. I was a bitch."

  "Yeah, but who does bitch better than you?"

  "Shut up!" Victoria shouted, pulling Natasha in for a hug.

  As they embraced, Natasha whispered in Victoria's ear, "Don't be trying to touch my booty. You know I don't go that way."

  Victoria laughed out loud and smacked Natasha's rear end hard enough to make their family look in their direction.

  "Get off of me lesbo," Natasha chuckled, pulling away from Victoria. She grabbed Victoria's hand and, together, they walked down the hall and joined their family.

  NATASHA

  Natasha walked out of the hospital's main entrance with Jack and Victoria. Gianni went ahead to get the car. It was close to nine o'clock, and the nurse had announced the end of visiting hours an hour ago. But in true Storm fashion, they didn't leave until they were good and ready. Catarina and Jonathan left only twenty minutes ago. And Jack's parents had politely informed the staff that they were spending the night, even though it seemed that both their daughters were going to be okay. Amy seemed her normal self, and Emily had even started getting a little bit of her sight back. Thankful, Natasha inhaled a deep breath and exhaled a sigh of relief.

  Coming up the street, Natasha could see a caravan of black SUVs’. She figured that they were Luca's men, until she heard the first shot. Jack shouted for them to get down, before tackling, both she and Victoria, to the ground. Since Jack was almost completely covering them with his big body, Natasha could see very little. But she could hear a loud succession of shots being fired. She struggled to peek past Jack, and what she saw almost gave her a heart attack. Gianni was running toward them, firing shots at the gunmen. She struggled to get from under Jack, but he wouldn't budge.

  Suddenly, Gianni was joined by two of Luca's men. Since some of Luca's guys had left with him and Tammy, a few left with Gianni's parents, and the rest were inside of the hospital guarding the family, they were heavily outnumbered. When the shooters turned their attention from Jack, Natasha, and Victoria, to Gianni, Natasha began to scream for Jack to let her go. But Jack still wouldn't budge. He was determined to be a human shield, whether she liked it or not. But what Jack did next surprised Natasha. He reached under his body, into her purse, and pulled out her weapon. He placed the nine millimeter in her hand and adjusted it to a position that she could see better. When he yelled for Victoria to give him her weapon, Natasha was surprised to see Victoria comply without protesting.

  Jack yelled over loud gunfire. "Tasha, when I give the word, take out as many as you can! And Victoria, when I say go, I want you to crawl ins
ide the hospital as fast as you can! Do you understand?"

  "Yes," Natasha quickly responded.

  "Victoria?!"

  "Got it."

  “Okay... Victoria, go!"

  Victoria did as Jack instructed and crawled as fast as she could to the hospital. The men that were shooting at them were too preoccupied with Gianni and the others to notice.

  "Tasha, I'm going to move. Stay behind me."

  Natasha agreed and stayed with Jack as he inched them over to a huge concrete flower pot. Once they had shielding, Jack racked the slide of Victoria's weapon. Natasha got in position behind the pot and peeked over the top.

  "Go!"

  Natasha fired her first round. It sliced through the head of one of the shooters so fast that none of them noticed that the bullet came from a different direction. Since he was closest to Gianni, her second shot successfully took out the shooter in the last vehicle. Next to go was the driver, who was hanging out of the window, shooting over the roof of his SUV. After killing him, Natasha aligned her sights. That was when she saw her. The dark-haired woman from the Sickle Cell Ball climbed from the back seat to the front and pushed the dead driver into the street. She jumped in the driver's seat, and before Natasha could get a clear shot, she sped away. As she watched the fleeing SUV, Jack opened fire. Most of the shooters were dead, or close to it, but four of them jumped out of their vehicles with automatic weapons. Thankfully, they still hadn't noticed Natasha and Jack behind the flower pot, placing them at a disadvantage. Natasha fired a shot into the neck of one of the shooters, and Jack fired as well, hitting the second shooter in the chest. The other two turned suddenly in Natasha and Jack's direction, giving Gianni and Luca's men a clear shot of them both. With several bad guys on the ground, the gunfight was over. Gianni ran to Natasha and pulled her into his arms.

  "I would kill Jack for letting you join this gunfight if I didn't know that you would've shot him if he hadn't."

  "Baby, there is no reality where I wouldn't back you up when you need me. And no one would be able to stop me. Jack is well aware of that."

  Natasha searched his body for injuries.

  "Babe, I'm fine."

  Relieved, Natasha collapsed against Gianni's chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. She inhaled his scent and thanked God that her husband was okay.

  "What the fuck is going on?" Natasha could hear Victoria shouting from behind.

  She turned around to see Victoria rush past her and into Jack. She grabbed his face and kissed him frantically. Jack covered her hands, calming her. He gave her one last kiss before pulling away. His eyes roamed her body and landed on her bloody knee.

  "Damn, baby, what happened?"

  Victoria looked down at her knee and chuckled.

  "Well honey, you did tackle me."

  "I'm sorry, babe."

  Victoria waved him off and walked over to Gianni.

  "You almost gave my friend a heart attack Rambo," she fussed.

  "Now, am I supposed to just let someone gun down my two best girls?" he asked, crossing his arms. "Besides, I don't see you fussing at Jack for making himself a human barricade."

  “Okay, okay. What the hell is going on? We. Are. Under. Attack?"

  "Yeah, it seems that we are. But from whom and why?" Jack muttered.

  "It was that chick with the long black hair from the ball," Natasha announced.

  "Are you sure?" Gianni asked.

  "Positive. I saw her in one of the trucks."

  “Okay," Jack said, roughly running his fingers through his hair. "We need to have a meeting. Gianni, lets's have everyone meet at my house."

  “Okay. We'll take these two with us," he said, gesturing towards the men that worked for Luca. "With the police, hospital security, and Luca's crew inside, the hospital should be secure."

  Speaking of which, hordes of police officers arrived in just enough time to scrape the bodies off the street. Natasha knew that they weren't going to be heading to Jack's house anytime soon. You can't just shoot people down in the street and then go home. Unfortunately, they were going to be giving statements to the police for many hours to come.

  Chapter 9

  JACK

  Jack was exhausted. He walked across his bedroom and plopped down on his bed. It was a little over ten hours since they'd been ambushed outside of the hospital. After confiscating their weapons, questioning them for hours, and threatening to deport Gianni (even though he's an American citizen), the cops finally let them go. Maybe it had something to do with Jack's phone call to the mayor.

  When they finally made it home, Jack almost didn’t recognize his own house. With the help of John, Jack's former head of security, Luca's soldiers had taken over. There was actually a guard in the normally empty, guard shack and security patrolling the grounds. It was a fortress, but Jack didn't mind. He would put up with any intrusions to keep his family safe. Jack, knowing that Victoria would have a fit if she saw him laying on their bed in street clothes, forced himself to his feet.

  Victoria wanted to make sure that Gianni and Natasha would be comfortable in the guest room, but he knew that she'd be walking in soon. Jack started to undress, laughing inside, thinking of how much effort it took to get out of his socks and shoes. He removed his shirt and walked into the bathroom to start a shower. While testing the water, Jack could hear the door to his bedroom open and close. He walked over and peeked inside. Victoria was laying across the bed, fully clothed. Jack's need to take care of her took over. He walked over to the bed and undressed her, then picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. She blinked up at him with tired eyes.

  Still wearing his slacks, he walked her into the shower and sat her down on the bench. Victoria's head fell against the shower wall. Drops of water ran down her beautiful face and the sexy curve of her neck. Water flowed down her breasts and trickled from her erect nipples. Jack instantly forgot how tired he was. He stepped back and peeled the wet slacks down his legs. Once he was rid of his boxers, he could no longer hide his arousal. His cock was hard enough to bust through concrete, and it was visibly throbbing. He turned away and squeezed the head of his cock, attempting to suppress his need, because no matter how much he wanted to sink into her, he knew that she was exhausted. So he tossed his wet pants into a corner of the shower and went to lift Victoria from the bench. But when he looked into her eyes, what he saw was pure need. Her eyes roamed his body and landed on the hand that was wrapped tightly around the shaft of his dick. The lustful look in Victoria's eyes prompted Jack to slowly stroke the entire length of his cock, making sure that the head was angeled directly at her. Victoria moaned as her hands explored her own body. Never taking her eyes away from Jack, she cupped her own tits and fondled her pretty brown nipples.

  Shit!

  Her hand slid down her belly and over her hairless pussy. And when she spread her legs so that Jack could see all of her, he pulled his hand away from his cock. Because if he had continued to stroke himself, he was sure to come all over the shower floor.

  Victoria used two fingers to massage her clit, and she was anything but gentle. She was so rough with her pussy that Jack could hear the proof of her wetness over the sound of the spraying water. Since Victoria obviously wanted it rough, Jack, as any good husband should, obliged. He snatched her from the bench and pushed her against the opposite wall. Using his feet, he forced her feet apart and lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist. Gathering a fist full of her hair, he yanked her head back, exposing her neck. Jack positioned his cock at the entrance of Victoria's begging pussy. She let out an indiscreet scream when Jack, simultaneously, sank his teeth into her neck while shoving his cock inside of her. After taking a few well needed seconds to control the overwhelming feeling of Victoria's wet, hot pussy gripping his cock, Jack palmed her ass and fucked her with controlled strokes.

  "Oooooh Jaaaack! Mmm!"

  The sound of Victoria's moans nearly made Jack lose control. He widened his stance, securing his footing so that he coul
d give her more. Victoria held on tight as Jack gripped her ass and slammed her down on his cock. The slapping of their wet bodies and Victoria's moans was a guarantee that he wasn't going to be able to hold out too much longer. He needed to slow things down, but his wife wasn't having it. She slid, with much aggression, up and down his shaft, chasing her orgasm.

  "Ugh...Damn, Vic. This pussy... "

  When her nails pierced his skin, Jack knew that she'd soon find the release that she was chasing. Jack was thankful because with her tits and hard nipples sliding up and down his chest, and her tight pussy choking his cock, he wasn't going to make it another minute.

  "Yes, baby... Yessssss! Fuuuuuck! I'm coming, baby!" She shouted, to Jack's relief.

  Jack's thrusts deepened as Victoria's pussy clenched and unclenched, throbbing around his dick. His breath quickened, and he was positive that his heart had stopped. Everything, from Victoria's pants to the drops of water from the shower head seemed to slow in motion. Jack could feel the tightening of his balls, even the hot semen as it traveled the entire length of his cock, and ultimately bursting from its tip and into Victoria.

  "Fuck!" He shouted, pounding his fist against the shower wall. "Gotdamnit!"

  Jack held Victoria securely against the wall as his cock pulsed, making him weaker and weaker. One move and they'd both be on the shower floor. He took a few seconds to gather his strength, before easing Victoria down on the bench. He slid to his knees and placed his head on her lap. Victoria ran her fingers through his wet hair and massaged his scalp while he recovered. Once Jack got a handle on his breathing, he looked into Victoria's beautiful, but tired eyes.

  "Baby, that pussy owns me."

  "I love you, Jack. You own this pussy."

  Once fully recovered, Jack stood and pulled Victoria off of the bench. He washed and dried them both, and carried Victoria into the bedroom. After putting her to bed, he cut off the lamp and pulled Victoria's head onto his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair, thinking of how much he loved the way it curled when it got wet. In fact, Jack loved everything about his feisty wife.