“Now my baby has to grow up without his dad and I have to live in this place.” She cried harder and buried her face into my pillow. I placed my hand on her back to comfort her and she screamed and jumped away from me. “Don’t touch me,” she shrieked. Her breathing was erratic and she was starting to hyperventilate.
“Sugar, that can’t be good for the baby. You need to calm down.”
“Just leave me alone,” she panted as she struggled to breathe, closing her eyes. I stood up and left the room. I went in search for Cammie, maybe she would be able to help her, keep her calm, I didn’t want her going into premature labour or anything.
I walked into the bar and looked around for Cammie, I couldn’t see her so I walked up to the bar to ask Michelle.
“You seen Cammie?” She passed me a bottle of beer and I snapped it up and emptied its contents.
“She’s busy with Riz, but I can help you out,” she winked at me.
“Where are they?” I growled.
“Why is she so popular all of a sudden?” Michelle whined, leaning over the bar to show me her cleavage. I had fucked her a few times while I had been in town, so I knew exactly what her tits were like, fake. I hated fake.
“Where. Is. She.” I demanded. She nodded her head towards the pool room and I stalked off to find her. I pushed the door open and found her riding Riz on the pool table. She was naked and his jeans were pushed down to his feet. “Cammie!” I called out and she looked up at me, not stopping her movements.
“I’ll be with you in a few minutes,” she winked at me, is that what she thought I was after?
“Now!” I demanded as I stormed towards her and pulled her off Riz by grabbing her arm. She yelped in surprise.
“What the fuck man? Can you not wait your turn?” Riz complained.
“I need her. Now,” I shouted. “Get dressed,” I told her.
“What’s the point? Or you wanna undress me yourself?” she purred.
“Cammie,” I said in a warning tone and she grabbed her shorts and top and slipped them on, not bothering with underwear. I grabbed her arm and pushed her out of the door ahead of me.
“Where to, handsome?” she asked as she turned around and ran her hand over my cock through my jeans. I grabbed her hand and pulled her off me.
“My room,” I growled. She turned on her heel and began walking.
“So, what’s the deal, you can fuck who you want but the guys aren’t allowed to see Heather naked?” I ignored her questions and pushed her through my bedroom door, I nodded my head towards the bed where Heather was laying on her side, crying her eyes out. Cammie looked at me in confusion.
“She won’t let me near her, she needs calming down. Can you try?” I whispered to her. She nodded her head and I turned around and left the room.
I walked back into the bar area, I needed another drink. I sat on a stool at the bar and Michelle handed me another beer, I began drinking it.
“Whiskey,” I demanded. She handed me the drink, winked and walked away, I watched her ass move in that short skirt she was wearing and I felt my dick stiffen in my jeans.
“Where’s your girl?” Uno asked as he sat next to me. I nodded my head towards the bedrooms and he laughed. “Not giving you what you need?”
“She’s eight months pregnant, she watched her husband get shot and she was made to come here and live to pay off his debts. Do you think I’m some kind of animal? You think I’d force myself on her. I am not like some of your men.” I downed the whiskey and slammed the glass on the bar, I wanted another one but Michelle had disappeared. I leant over the bar, grabbed the bottle and walked to a table at the back of the room. Uno followed me, he sat down opposite me and I took a large gulp from the bottle.
“You think you can save this one? Make up for your failures?” He questioned. I stopped drinking from the bottle as he said this. I flipped the table over and grabbed the front of his t-shirt.
“You don’t know shit,” I growled in his face, swaying slightly from the amount of whiskey I had consumed. He laughed as I was pulled off him by Riz and Ripped.
“You couldn’t save them, you can’t save her. She’s ours now.” He smirked and I lunged towards him. None of them would be getting their hands on her, I wouldn’t let them.
“Michelle!” Ripped called out and then before I knew it Michelle had hold of my hand and was pulling me towards the toilets. Once we were inside she pushed me against the wall and stood in front of me.
“You need to calm down… You don’t go up against the Prez of the MC.”
“You do not tell me what to do. I tell you.” I growled as I grabbed the back of her head and slammed my mouth down onto hers, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I spun us around so I had her pressed against the wall. I was full of frustration and rage and needed to get it out. I pulled at my belt and my jeans until my cock was free, she stroked me a couple of times and I grabbed her leg and hoisted her up the wall, she wrapped her long legs around my waist. I ran my hand under her skirt and was pleased that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. I grabbed her hand that was around my cock and pinned it to the wall with one of my hands. I used my other hand to hold her up under her ass and slammed my hard cock into her. She cried out and I knew it was because I was being rough, I hadn’t got her ready for me, but she was already wet. I pounded into her, slamming her harder and harder against the wall, I gripped her wrist in my hand tighter and squeezed, she cried out, probably from the pain and that made me go harder and faster. I released her wrist and tore her t-shirt and bra from her body. She gripped hold of my shoulders and I bit and sucked her nipples into my mouth. She cried out again and I could feel her body squeezing me, shit; no condom. Fuck. I pulled out of her and let my release cover her body.
Blade
We were all gathered around the large table in the private room that only MC brothers’ were allowed in. I had to be at this meeting as I was a member of the club, I had been an enforcer, travelling around and helping out when needed for two years now. I wasn’t interested in being part of a club permanently and I definitely wasn’t thinking about getting an Old Lady.
“Right, first on the agenda is Blade. He is sticking around for a bit and has a claim on the new chick. I for one, am happy to accept him into our club, permanently.”
“Welcome to the club, Blade.” Uno said as he threw a leather vest at me, displaying the logo proudly on the back and my name. This is what you gave to your Old Lady. I nodded as a thank you and Uno carried on. “Agenda two, the girls down at ‘Skins’ have been having trouble with some of the clients, so I’m gonna need a rotation of brothers to go down there every night to keep an eye on things. We can’t have our best girls leaving us. Ripper and Riz you can start tonight, sort out the days together.” ‘Skins’ was the strip club owned by the MC, it was a good source of income and covered up any dodgy dealings we had going on.
“Agenda three, we have a shipment coming in. I’m gonna need two guys to transport it to The Bear Devils MC. Itch and Blade you’ll run this one.”
“Prez, The Bear Devils is over six hours away, I don’t wanna leave my girl so soon to her arriving.”
“She’ll be fine. Final agenda, CG I want you to find out everything you can about her, I don’t want any surprise visitors looking for her. That’s it, get to work.” Prez slammed the gavel on the table and all the guys got up and left, I stayed in my seat and Uno looked at me, eyebrows high on his head. “Got something to say, brother?”
“I’m not happy about the shipment, you know how I feel about drugs… After…”
“I know what happened to her, you need to get over it, move on. You want to claim that lady in there, you be a part of this family.” I nodded and rose from my seat. “Now you’re an official brother, get the tattoo. Jake can do it…”
“I’ve got a tattooist, I’ll get it done this morning before we head off,” I cut him off. He nodded and left the room. I followed him out and towards the bar, I needed to see Heather. I lef
t her and Cammie to it last night and went back to my house.
“Hey, Blade,” Michelle purred as she walked up to me. I didn’t want to deal with this shit this morning, I had too much on my mind and needed to get to Heather. “I gathered your seed that you poured over me last night and pushed it back into my body. Maybe we’ll have a baby soon.” My head snapped towards her and I pushed her into the closest wall my hand closing around her throat.
“I better have just heard you wrong. Did I?” she shook her head slightly, she couldn’t move much from the grip I had on her. Her face was growing red and I took a step closer to her. “If you end up pregnant with my baby by stealing my sperm, you are dead once it’s born.” Her hands were clawing at my hand and I loosened my grip and threw her to the floor. I turned around and Heather was standing there watching me.
“Let’s go.” I said walking towards her holding my hand out for her and she took a step back. “NOW!” I roared. She jumped and quickly placed her hand in mine. I ran my thumb over the back of her hand in a soothing gesture and she seemed to relax slightly. I pulled on her hand and we walked towards the exit of the club house.
“Where you taking her?” Ripped asked, standing in front of us, stopping us from leaving. “If you don’t bring her back, she’s dead.”
“I know that, I’m taking her with me to get my tattoo done. We’ll be back. I got that run to do this afternoon.” Ripped, the VP of the MC nodded his head for me to follow him, I let go of Heathers hand and followed him.
“Don’t tell her shit, if she don’t know anything no one can hurt her, I think that was your mistake the last time. She knew too much.” Ripped spoke in a low tone so Heather couldn’t hear us. I had always wondered if I hadn’t told Willow anything, would she still be alive? I nodded my head and he slapped me on the back. “You gotta show the guys that she’s yours too,” he nodded his head and a couple of the guys were staring at Heather, they wanted to fuck her. “See you later, brother.” I walked back towards Heather and pulled her close to me as I claimed her mouth. She pushed against my chest and I turned her body around so no one could see her trying to push me away. When we broke apart I quickly said; “I’m showing them that you’re not available, it’s just a kiss. Now, kiss me properly.” She looked over her shoulder and the whole club was watching us. She stepped as close to me as her tummy would let her and she wound her arms around my neck and stood on her tiptoes. I held onto her hips as I didn’t want her losing her balance, after a couple of minutes we broke apart laughing as the baby was kicking us both. “Come on, sugar.” We walked hand in hand to her car and climbed in.
“I can drive you know. It is my car,” she said as I reversed out of the parking space. She looked happier today, maybe her little breakdown last night done her some good.
“I’m sure you can, sugar,” I chuckled.
“Where are we going?” she asked, running her hand over her baby bump.
“Is he kicking?” I asked, gesturing towards her tummy.
“Yeah, you wanna feel?” She smiled. I shook my head and kept my eyes on the road. “So, where are we going?”
“Cornwall,” I answered.
“Are we going to get the rest of my stuff?” She asked, sitting up straighter in her seat.
“Yeah, we can swing by there on the way back if you want.”
“Yes, thank you… Um… Am… Um…”
“Spit it out, sugar.”
“Will I be staying in your room?” I glanced at her and she was looking down at her hands.
“Yeah, until you either work off your debt or marry me,” her head snapped up.
“Marry you? I’m already married, and by the looks of that ring so are you.”
Shit. I always took my wedding ring off before I entered the club house, yesterday when I arrived there and Bump had told me what was going down I was in a rush to see what all the fuss was about and forgot I was wearing it.
“Your husband is dead,” I stated.
“And where is your wife? Is she happy about you staying with me?”
“She’s dead.”
Heather
We drove from Hope Cove in Devon to Cornwall, I missed being here and being by the sea, maybe I could convince Blade to stop off at the beach for an hour. We headed for Portwrinkle and the views around us took my breath away.
“Can we stop at the beach?” I asked.
“Sorry, sugar, we don’t have time.” Disappointment coursed through my body and my emotions had me feeling like I wanted to cry. We passed by the beach and a few minutes later we pulled down a small lane and I was surprised to see that we were at the Cornish Crusaders MC club house.
“Oh my God,” I called out excitedly. “What are we doing here?”
“I’ve gotta get some ink done; Tat is the best,” he said as he climbed out of the car. I pushed my door open and he was there ready to help me climb out.
“Tat?” I asked.
“Yeah, his name is Trent, but we call him Tat for short as he’s a tattooist… How do you know about this place?”
“My sister is married to the VP. I haven’t seen her for years,” I smiled, I was excited to see her. Blade took my hand and led me around the side of the club house towards a smaller building. It was a small tattoo shop; Blade pushed the door open and we walked inside.
“Blade, how you doing, man?” A large, tattooed man walked around the counter and pulled Blade in for a hug, causing him to let my hand go.
“I’m doing great, need some new ink,” he told him.
“Oh yeah? What you need?”
“This.” Blade turned around to show Tat the Devon MC logo on his cut. It was the front of a motorbike surrounded in flames, with the Devon Destroyers MC banner on it.
“You’re a Devon Destroyer now?”
“Yeah, it’s a long story,” he chuckled.
“I’m going to go and find Daisy,” I interrupted them talking.
“And who is this lovely lady?” Tat asked, looking me up and down.
“She’s mine. Her name’s Heather.”
“Nice work, man.” They did a knuckle bump thing and Blade turned to me.
“You can’t go wandering around by yourself, you’re still at an MC compound, they’ll think your fair game.”
“Give me your cut and then they’ll know I’m taken.”
“No, sugar. We’ll go and find her in a minute. Let me get this done first.” He took his jacket off and began undoing his shirt, I wanted to see what lay underneath. He cleared his throat. Shit, I was caught staring.
“Isn’t it best if I go and find her now? Then I’ll have more time with her. Please?” I begged.
“How about I give her a call and tell her to come here? No one will touch her with Daisy by her side.”
“Yeah, ok.” Blade agreed.
“Thank you.” I beamed at him. We heard Tat on the phone and once he had hung up Blade finished undressing and he walked through to the back room, I followed him and was surprised at how clean and tidy everything was.
“Hey, Tat.” Daisy called out as she walked through the door, I flew to the reception area and stood in front of her.
“Heather?” I nodded and we screamed as we cuddled. I hadn’t seen her for a few years. Not since I had married James and we had husbands in different MC groups. “Oh my God, look at you. When are you due?”
“In about six weeks.” I told her running my hand over my tummy.
“Where’s James? Getting some ink?” She asked as she walked past me and into the back room. “Who are you?” She asked.
“Blade. Nice to meet you, Daisy,” he said as Tat was working on his back, Blade was sat on a chair backwards, his arms laying on the top.
“Where’s James?” Daisy asked turning back to me. I looked at Blade and he shook his head.
“Dead, I don’t wanna talk about it. Where’s your gorgeous husband?”
“Up at the club house. Come on.” She took my hand and I looked over to Blade and he smiled and wave
d at me.
“I’ll come find you when I’m done,” he called after me. We slowly walked up to the club house, it was light and bright inside, nothing like the Devon MC.
“You want a drink?” I nodded as I sat down at a table, resting my aching feet. “Hey, Holes?” She shouted over the bar and a tall, tattooed and pierced bloke stood up. “Can we get a couple of cokes please?”
“Sure.” He looked up to see who else Daisy had with her and his eyes zeroed in on me. “Heather?” I nodded and he walked over towards me.
“Oh yeah, I forgot you two knew each other.” Daisy said, sounding bored.
“Knew each other?” he said looking at Daisy. “We were in love.”
“Yeah, until you ran off and joined an MC.” I sighed. How different would my life had been if he had never left me? Or I agreed to stay with him while he was a prospect?
“I asked you to come with me,” he said as he took hold of my hand. “Oh, I see you’re married.” I stood up. “Whoa and a very large bun in the oven.” I giggled and he stepped closer to me, giving me a hug.
“Yo, dude. Get your hands off my girl.” Blade shouted as he walked into the club house. Mason, who now apparently went by the name holes, let go of me and stood back.
“Oh, so this is the husband?” He asked. I went to answer him when Blade said;
“Yes.”
“Wait…” I started saying when Blade put his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him.
“Sugar, we need everyone to believe you are mine, else this won’t work.” I nodded and he kissed me quickly.
“What the fuck is a Devon Destroyer brother doing here in my club house?” Someone shouted. I turned around and saw Ryan standing there, Daisy’s husband.
“Hitch.” Blade said as he nodded his head. “Needed some ink.”
“You don’t have your own tattooist?” Daisy walked over towards him and he pulled her close and devoured her mouth for everyone to see. Daisy was twenty nine, two years older than me but I was always the one that acted more mature.
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