Walking The Crossroad

by Parker, Liberty

  Miracle

  Gavin is acting like a pitbull standing guard at the front entrance and won’t let any of us outside. Which of course has all the ladies wound up and ready to battle him. We want to be out there waiting in case our babies are coming home.

  “I think we could steamroll him,” Morgan implies.

  “We could totally take him,” I rebuke.

  We’ve all been aimlessly pacing like caged animals in the front room. Each one of us ready to wrap our little angels in our arms. God! Why is this taking so long? It’s both aggravating and depressing, not knowing what’s been happening to your offspring. It’s a situation I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy.

  I hear a crunching sound outside indicating tires on the asphalt. Rushing to the window once again, I see the vans pulling up then see Trent riding behind the convoy on his Harley. Having that gut instinct that all mothers have, I can feel my daughter's presence. I take a quick second to thank the good Lord for bringing her back to me and then all of the women charge the front door at once, not giving Gavin a chance to hold us off. He loses his balance and falls flat on his ass on the hard surface. I know it had to hurt, but right now all I’m feeling is that it serves him right trying to keep me prisoner inside.

  I see Jasper exit the passenger side of the vehicle and notice that Milly is holding onto him for dear life. She looks like a little monkey the way she’s wrapped around him.

  “Milly!” I holler out and her head snaps up at the sound of my voice. She turns in my direction and throws her arms out at me.

  “Mama!” she screams out as Jasper brings her towards me. We squish her between us, neither one of us wanting to let go of her.

  “Love you, my sweet girl,” I say in her ear as I brush my hand down her head. I sniff her memorizing her little girl smell. It may make me sound like a lunatic, but it’s one of the things that I think about when it comes to her. It’s uniquely Milly, no one else carries that powder fresh smell like she does. At least not to me.

  “Let’s get our girl inside, Miracle,” Jasper states in a harsh tone that lets me know this is more of a command than a request. I nod my head and he carries her through the door and I hold her hand, not ready to let go of her just yet.

  “Sissy! Kobe calls out as he runs into the main room once we make it there.

  “Bubby!” She begins wiggling to get down from her father’s arms. They rush to each other and embrace. They are extremely close, they act more like best friends than siblings. I hope they keep that bond throughout their teenage and adult years. I never had the type of relationship they have with my sisters, but wish that I had experienced—at least in my younger years. I was a late in life baby for my parents. The closest sibling to me is ten years older than I am. I was their miracle baby, one they were told would never be born. My mother had many complications with my siblings’ birth before mine. She was told then and throughout her pregnancy with me that carrying me to term would be impossible. Yet, here I am.

  Kobe and Milly will need to keep that closeness because one day when their father and I are no longer living, they’ll need one another. And let's face it, with the lifestyle we’ve chosen to live, the inevitability of that happening is highly probable to come true. Especially now that they’ve got a huge battle coming up. One that may change all of our lives forever.

  One way or another, I’ll still have my man’s back and love my club. I’ll do everything within my power to keep the kids safe and secure.

  * * *

  Later that evening we’re all bunkered down in Jasper’s room here at the clubhouse. The kids have finally fallen asleep and my old man is in the shower. I look at my babies sleeping peacefully and lock the door. I head into the attached bathroom and strip out of my clothes. He hasn’t even looked my way since I entered. I can see through the glass enclosure that his head is hung.

  I open the sliding door and step in behind him. Steam is enveloping the entire stall and bathroom. I wrap my arms around him and lay my head on his back. “She’s home and safe,” I whisper.

  He wraps his hands around mine and squeezes them, before stating, “But how much will this affect her? I don’t want her to be afraid of everything growing up and being scared of her own shadow, that’s no life to live, Miracle.”

  “We’ll get her through whatever comes her way, Jasper. You and me together—we can accomplish anything. We’re unbreakable and a team that’s impenetrable. No person, no ghost, no shadows, not a damn one of those things stand a chance coming up against us.

  “I’m sorry about what I said to you earlier. I know it’s not your fault she was taken. I was so fucking scared and afraid I’d lose my mind. My weaknesses are and will always be you and our children, Miracle. I can’t stand the thought that my choices have the possibility to hurt the three of you. I’d be a shell of a man if I lost y’all.”

  “You won’t, we’ve learned a lesson here that none of us will ever forget. We’ll be more cautious from here on out. I’m not going anywhere, Jasper. You’re my man, I love you more than life itself.” He turns in my arms and places his finger underneath my chin raising it up so that our eyes are looking into each other’s.

  “You’re my sun. You shine brightness into the dark piece of my soul.” As he says the last word, he crashes his lips to mine. There’s nothing gentle about it, he’s owning my mouth the same way he owns my heart. He leans down and grabs my wrist in his hands backing me up to where my back hits the cold tiles of the shower. I shiver upon contact, but my body is beginning to heat up in need. He pulls his mouth from mine, “I need you, babe, let me inside of you.”

  “Always, Jasper. I’ll never tell you no,” I won’t unless I’m no longer on this earth. He’s always attentive to my body’s reactions and makes sure I get mine. He’s always been man enough to put me above himself and his own pleasure.

  “Turn around, Miracle. Keep your hands above your head but stick your bottom out and spread your legs as wide as you can,” I quickly turn around, needing his attentions as much as he needs mine. I stick my bottom out and spread my legs waist width. “More,” he says, placing his right foot between mine and spreading me wider. His hands go back to my wrist as he lightly caresses my skin causing goosebumps to erupt. When he gets down to my waist, I feel him lower his body to his knees.

  Twelve

  Jasper

  Once she’s in the position I desire her to be in, I lower myself down on my shins. I sit back on the heels of my feet and pull her hips further out to where her pussy is practically in my face. I sniff and drown my senses in her fragrance. I use my fingers to spread open up her pussy lips and am happy to see that she’s soaking wet. I lean in and rub my nose against her core. Tilting her hips further I lean in and swipe her from bottom to clit. Her taste explodes in my mouth, she’s always tasted like the sweetest of honey.

  “Mmm…” I moan, watching the effect my body has on hers as it cascades down her smooth, ivory skin with a ripple effect as the tiny pebbles erupt on her flesh. “I could feast off of you for every meal,” I admit in a low gravelly tone. She turns her head to where she’s looking down at me from over her shoulder and smiles. I wink at her then get back to dining on my woman. I get lost in licking her, sucking her clit and sticking my tongue into her opening so that I can get all of her juices coating my throat.

  “Oh fuck, Jasper,” she says, breathlessly. I can hear her nails scraping against the shower tiles as she tries to find something to dig them into. I take two fingers and insert them inside of her channel. I scissor them to help her get ready for my intrusion. Once I’m satisfied she can take me in one thrust, I stand up and remove my fingers right as I began to feel her clench down on them. “Jasper, no…” she cries out, “I was right there.”

  “When you come, it will be with my cock buried in that tight as fuck pussy.” Leaning over her, I place my front to her back needing to feel my skin touching hers. I use my hand to line myself up and push forward slowly.

  “More, ple
ase Jasper.”

  “I’ll give you what you need, Miracle, but it happens at my pace.” Once I’m fully seated inside of her, I slowly pull out of her to where I’m halfway out before I slam hard inside of her. “This what you want?”

  “Yes, harder, I need you to own me,” she rasps out.

  “Yeah? Like this?” I ask her before I pull all the way out and slam into her again, over and over again I slowly pull out just to slam myself back into her. She begins pushing her hips out to meet me thrust for thrust. I bend my knees to get a different angle and push upwards hitting her g-spot just right. I place my hands on her hips, holding her tightly as I make her mine. “This pussy is mine,” I growl out. “Tell me it’s mine,” I demand of her.

  “Yes, forever!” she responds.

  “What? What’s forever, Miracle?” I ask her, never losing my rhythm of mercilessly pounding in and out of her.

  “My pussy!” she screams out.

  “Who’s pussy?” I bit the side of her neck.

  “Yours! Your pussy, Jasper!”

  “Damn motherfucking right it’s mine. It’s always been mine, no one has ever been inside this tight wet cunt but me and no one ever will be,” I state in satisfaction. I was her first, and I’ll damn sure be her last.

  “I’ve always been yours, Jasper,” she says around a moan. I place my finger on her clit and play with it. My balls are beginning to draw up and there’s no way I’m getting off before she gets hers. My other hand goes to her nipple and I pull and twist on it. She loves it when I give her double stimulation and it helps her get there faster.

  “I’m coming! Oh God, Jasper!” she screams as her walls clamp down on my dick. I piston my hips faster, my hand leaves her nipple and I wind her hair in my hand pulling her head around and grab her lips with mine. I kiss her, pouring my feelings into every swipe of my tongue against hers and each time I pull her bottom lip into my mouth. I yank my mouth from hers as I once again bite that special place of mine between her neck and shoulder. As I spill myself inside of her I continue to pound until I’m milked dry. Her pussy is still spasming around me, so I stay inside of her until it subsides. There is no better feeling in this world than that of after I make love to my old lady.

  “I love you, Miracle,” I whisper in her ear, as I attempt to catch my breath.

  “Love you more,” she gasps out, as she too attempts to slow down her panting.

  “Not possible, every second of every day my heart is with you. It doesn’t matter if I’m in a meeting, if I’m out of town, if I’m on a run. I’m always with you, you hold my heart in the palm of your hand. I really am sorry about today,” I say, pulling out of her and turning her in my arms.

  “That’s the scariest thing that’s ever happened to us, and we came out alright. We both said and did some things that we otherwise wouldn’t have. I’m not going to lie to you and say your words didn’t hurt, but I understood where they were coming from when I had a second to think about it. I know you’d never really blame me and I get where you were at mentally at the time. I forgive you, Jasper. Can you forgive me for blaming you and the club?”

  “It’s forgotten. Let’s get you cleaned up and out of here. I wanna kiss my kids goodnight then I have something that needs to be taken care of with the officers.”

  “Alright,” she sweetly smiles at me. I wash her from head to toe, paying special attention to my favorite parts of her body. When we’re done, I hold out my hand and help her out of the shower. Once she’s dried, I put on my clean boxers that I brought in with me and head out to grab her a pair of nightclothes.

  “Daddy?” I hear my princess call for me.

  “What is it, Milly-girl?”

  “Just wanted to tell you I love you,” she says around a yawn.

  I walk over to the bed she’s sharing with her brother, I lean over him and give her a kiss on her forehead. “I love you too, sweet girl. Dream of your kingdom,” I quietly say, trying not to wake Kobe.

  “I’ll meet you in my dreams, my King Daddy.” I chuckle at her comment.

  “I’ll be there waiting for you, Milly.” I brush her hair out of her face, then give my boy a peck on the forehead.

  “Love you, Dad,” he says in a raspy, sleep-filled voice.

  “Love you too, Son. Keep your sister safe.”

  “I will, Dad.” He rolls over and passes back out. I look at my girl and see she too is sound asleep again. I grab Miracle’s clothes and go back to the bathroom. I help her dress and tell her about our girl waking up so she’ll know to keep an ear out for her while I’m out. I get her into bed and give her a kiss.

  “I’ll see you when the sun rises,” I say, before walking to the door.

  “And keep you in the daylight,” she responds. This is our thing that we do at night before we sleep. We’ve done it since we were teenagers and telling each other goodnight over the phone. We continued this once we were married.

  It’s a tradition I don’t want to see end...ever.

  Miracle

  As the door closes behind Jasper I can’t help but pray that the revenge he’s fixing to dole out hurts like a motherfucker. Finding out earlier in the evening that two prospects sold us out and were responsible in helping the infiltration of the club and kidnapping of our girls’ made me beyond furious. I’m angry! How could two people who have been with us as long as they have turn on us in the manner that they did?

  I feel betrayed. I trusted them. I’ve entrusted them with my children on several occasions. I’ve cooked them meals, baked them cakes for their birthdays, and given them advice on their love lives. Then they in turn have the audacity to go and stab me in the back?

  I don’t have the details, I have no clue why they did what they did, but at this point, I’m not even sure that matters. I’m sitting on the side of the bed watching my children sleep. I could’ve lost this, I could’ve been here worried out of my mind. I could have spent this night, not knowing if my daughter was truly safe. If she was being fed. I would’ve been wondering if she had a safe place to sleep, or was she having nightmares? The endless amount of questions that I wouldn’t have answers to.

  How do you move past something of this magnitude? How do you ever feel safe again? How do you know your children will never fear being tucked in their beds again? These are all things we’ll have to work out and take one step at a time.

  I lay down and close my eyes. I remember the day that Kobe and Milly were born. They were the happiest days of my life next to the one that Jasper and I said our I do’s.

  We’ve traveled down a long windy road, and we’ll keep driving it as long as we both are alive and kicking. For the first time in years, I say a prayer in thanks for the safe return of the club kids. I also pray that we come out of the next few years unscathed and are able to overcome the thumb we’ll find ourselves placed under.

  I don’t want the next generation to have to deal with the fallout of their father’s mistakes. Whatever happens, I know the club will come out intact. I just worry about how far we’ll be buried when it’s time for my son to take his father’s place at the table. I fall asleep with dreams of the future.

  Thirteen

  Jasper

  I meet my men in front of the ice house. Nearly all of us have a smoke in our hand. I take a puff, anxious and excited to go inside and eradicate those motherfuckers from this earth and exact my revenge.

  It won’t help put all of my demons to rest, but it may make them dormant for the time being. I have the desire and burning need to hurt someone, to feel their blood beneath my fingernails.

  “We ready to do this?” Knuckles comes up to stand next to me and asks. He waves Dawg and Reaper away as they try to assist him. “Go sniff someone else’s ass, I’m good here,” he says glaring their way. They both raise their hands in surrender, but don’t leave the area.

  “Yep, just enjoying this cigarette before I go have a little fun.” He rubs his hands together in glee. Neither of his daughters were taken, but he love
s ours as if they are his own. He felt this as deeply as the rest of us brothers did.

  “How’s my Milly doing? Is she coping alright?” he asks me with a frown marred on his face.

  “She’s dealing, her ankle and foot are swollen and bothering her. She’s a trooper and as soon as Miracle gave her some meds, she and Kobe went right to sleep.” I chuckle thinking about the fact that Kobe hasn’t let Milly out of his sight other than when she took a bath since she’s returned. He even crawled into her bed with her to make sure she was safe and to be there in case she had a nightmare. He’s a great big brother, I’m proud of the young man he’s becoming.

  I throw my cigarette on the ground and smash it beneath the toe of my shoe. “Let’s do this,” I shout over my shoulder as I open the door and head inside. “Well, hello there, boys,” I say to the two prospects hanging from their bound wrists from the ceiling. “We figured we’d let you cool down long enough. Now, it’s time to play.”

  They’re both gagged with bandanas and I can hear them whimpering behind the cloth. “Didn’t think we’d forgotten about you, did you?” Dawg asks antagonizing them. I see Jason piss himself when Reaper and Blaze begin playing with the torch.

  “Not so tough now are you, Jason? I mean, it’s not as if your uncle is coming any time soon to save you. As a matter of fact, he actually told us you and Stewart are expendable and to do with you as we please.” They widen their eyes in fear, making this more fun for me and the guys.