by M. Merin
“So Ann Maddock wants the MC taken down so she can buy up the rest?”
“Y’know, really? It doesn’t make sense. Her father and Flint had a decent relationship and she’s like a fucking MD or something. Her husband’s from upstate but just joneses about taking us down.” He kisses me after this explanation. “Got to take more pain killer, Emma. We good?”
“Go to sleep. I love you.” I kiss him back, seeing him push the button for his meds out of the corner of my eye. I sleep beside him, even when a nurse comes in and tries to move me.
Gunner
President will be moved back from Boise in the next day, so we’re keeping eyes on the Spiders. If all goes as planned, going to keep them tied up with a little surprise tomorrow night. It’ll mean bringing our inside man home.
“Gunner, get your ass back here!” Vice yells from the hallway just as I’m about to stick my dick in a new Honey Hole. She groans and arches back onto me, but I push her off. Seeing Deb smirk at me outta the corner of my eye pisses me off even more.
Ain’t fucking touching that bitch no more, I remind myself. I ball up my condom and zip up, wanting a smoke but don’t have a free hand for it right now.
“What?” I bark at Vice, once I enter Jasper’s office.
“Nothing,” He laughs. “I had that one last week and had to go to the clinic, something’s off there.”
“Goddamn, just throw her ass out then!” I nearly shout.
“Busy enough, can you handle that for me?”
“Fucking asshole.” I growl, heading to the john to flush the condom then finally lighting up a smoke after I wash my hands. Luckily I get back out there before Probie slams his unwrapped dick into her. Fucking dirty ass skanks coming around more and more…Shit. SHIT. FUCK! That imaginary light bulb from cartoons flashes above my head.
“Anyone without a dick who isn’t an Ol’ Lady gets out of here now!” I bellow. Looking around, Betsy looks terrified so I amend my statement. “Fucking out of here now! Frank, you get out to the gate and give them orders. Betsy, Ol’ Ladies, wives and children – no other females allowed in.” The women all scatter, knowing something’s up.
“Betsy, follow me.” I’m still yelling, pissed as fuck. Betsy’s been a Girlie for a couple years and lives and breathes this club, no reason not to trust her.
I grab her arm as she approaches and drag her down to the office.
“Vice,” I start talking as we enter. “Been listening to talk, in the past six weeks I’ve heard of more VD type issues than I have in the past two years.
“Betsy, how many new girls have there been around here in that time?” I look between them and see all the color drain from Vice’s face.
“Betsy?” I ask again in a harder voice when she doesn’t respond.
“A dozen or so. Oh Fuck. A lot more new faces than usual, Gunner.” She whispers. “I mean, I’ve mostly been with Vice or the Russian lately, there are just so many girls coming in to party.”
“Those bastards are weakening us with skanks, Vice. Probably the whores they run that get dirty.” I tell him my thoughts, knowing deep down that the Spiders are sending dirty chicks our way. He looks like he’s gasping for breath.
“Church. In an hour. Get me Flint on a clean line. Right. Fucking. Now.” He replies after a moment. “Betsy, honey, need you to run by the clinic now and get yourself checked. The MC’ll pay for anything you need.”
“Fuck that, I just kicked six women out of here and locked the place down. If the Spiders are targeting us with girls that have VDs, then anyone of them would have called it in. Betsy…” I cut in.
“Take her Gunner, get yourself checked too. You’re excused from Church if you can’t make it back in time.” Vice says, understanding the situation and putting Betsy’s safety in my hands. “I’m going to lay it out, make everyone get checked. Fuck. I know about three guys with Ol’ Ladies who still stick it into other holes. Those bastards figured out how to make shit go toxic within our ranks.”
“I should have kept some of the girls back, Vice.” I state the obvious. “It just hit me so fast I didn’t think.”
“Fuck, Gunner, I never made any connection at all. That’s the least of our worries.” Vice replies, as I’m bringing a burner online, giving him a chance to call and explain this to Flint.
“Let me go find a truck to take into town. Meet me out back, Bets.” I nod at her, softening my voice. She’s a tough one but I can see how rattled she is.
Climbing in next to me a few minutes later, she reaches out to hold my hand. “I’m scared Gunner.”
“Vice thought of you first back there…” I try to make her feel better.
“Vice is never going to land with me, Gunner. Don’t fucking shove sugar down my throat.” She says back. “This is bad. I, I mean, Russian, I don’t see him with anyone else but I actually swallowed him the other night. FUCK.” She pounds the window. “I never do that shit.”
We drive in silence for a while until I hear her let out a laugh and look towards her.
“How does it work out that you’re the smart guy here, Gunner?” She asks. “I get that we never did it for each other, but I fucking see you out there. You even fucking use a raincoat for BJs, for fuck’s sake.”
“Never heard you swear this much, Bets.” I say, not wanting to think of my mother. Of what a determined woman would do with any of a man’s jizz she can get her hands on – or mouth around. Of how I came to be.
Chapter 19
Flint
Fuck.
This is a new fucking ballgame.
“Kitten, sorry to ask, but can you give us twenty minute?” I ask Emma, as I walk into Jasper’s room.
“What is it?” She stands, blocking Jasper from my view; as though to protect him from me.
“Club business,” I return, raising an eyebrow. “He needs to hear this. Just him.”
She turns and kisses Jasper’s brow, before bestowing a look of impending doom upon me. A threat to not overtax her man.
“Vice has called Church,” I start as she closes the door behind her. I go on to explain Gunner’s suspicion, that the Spiders may have targeted us in the craziest way possible.
“Jesus Fucking Christ, Flint.” Jasper looks dazed. “I want Wrench reviewing the feeds, see if we can track any of the girls and pick one up. What about you, do you need to get tested?”
“Me?” I laugh. “Fuck no, all the ass that comes in are my daughters’ age or younger. What about you?”
“That random chick that Vice had in a couple months ago blew me before that California trip, but I tested clean when Emma and I went for tests.” I shake my head. “The real problem will be with the Ol’ Ladies whose men are fucking around. They’ll go ballistic and we have to get in front of any fallout.
“Gimme a pen and paper.” Jasper orders. I look around and see a notepad near the workstation in the room. He takes a minute to write something out. “Read it and flush it.” He directs as he hands the sheet to me.
“Okay.” I say after a moment. Nodding to myself, I know it’s necessary but…well Fuck It. I ain’t the President anymore. I flush the paper and turn to head out. “Gonna head back now, make sure everyone stands down.” I add, like the room might be bugged. “The other three will be here with you and Emma.”
Walking outta the room, I see Emma talking to Jake. He’s looking around, obviously uncomfortable in any situation where he’ll have to speak to anyone.
“Jake, go catch up with Jasper. Emma, Jake will wave you in real soon, sorry to do this to you, kitten.” I say, squeezing her shoulder as I head out. I call Vice back with orders to hold everything until I get there.
Jasper
I explain the situation to Jake, not mentioning the orders I gave to Flint. He’ll find out about those real soon.
“Get me the Doc,” I add next. “Gotta head home tonight.”
“Fuck,” He looks at me. “You sure?”
“Yeah, grab the boys but don’t fill them i
n yet.” I say. “Um, don’t say anything to Emma. I’m gonna need you all here as back up when she finds out.”
He laughs as he walks out. Emma rushes in immediately afterwards.
“Jas?” She looks panicked.
“Darlin’, everything’ll be fine. Gunner just caught on to some shit the Spiders’ have been pulling. Can we talk about it later?” I ask, not even trying to conceal my yawn. “Can you trust me on this?”
“Got room in there for me?” She asks, nodding towards the bed. I feel even worse knowing that she hasn’t left the hospital since I was shot, that if the nursing staff didn’t occasionally slip her hydrogen peroxide pads, she wouldn’t be tending the small cuts from the glass spray. The circles under her eyes, testify to how exhausted she is.
“Only, and always for you, Em.” I smile at her.
I’m woken by the doctor a bit later. I insist on being discharged and promise to handle all the follow up appointments once I get home; knowing I won’t have time for that shit. Not in the coming days.
Jake, Connal, and The Russian enter the room as the nurses are transferring me to a wheel chair. Emma, is standing to the side, visibly unhappy. Within minutes, we’re in my truck with Connal and Jake in the front. Mack hooked up a trailer to get their bikes back with us, there’ll be too much shit going on to wait for them.
Emma
“Darlin’?” Jaspers starts after we get him situated in the SUV. “Gotta brief the guys about what’s happened and what we’re going to do about it. Any chance I can get you to wear these?”
Jake hands back a box with a new set of noise cancelling headsets.
I snort and roll my eyes.
“Emma, this isn’t shit that gets discussed in front of Ol’ Ladies and I’m not asking for your opinion on any of it,” He continues in the firmest voice I’ve ever heard from him. “I don’t have time to waste, so we’ll talk club business in front of you this once but don’t get it in your head this’ll happen again.”
“Understood,” I say giving him major side eye, letting him know that I won’t undercut him in front of the men he leads, but we will be having a conversation later. He nods at me, understanding.
He starts talking and I am more than a little shocked at half of what I’m hearing. Sending women with VDs anywhere other than a hospital? I get angrier with every word but keep my mouth shut, until I get an idea that will help them.
“I’m really, really sorry,” I start. “But…”
“Emma!” He snaps.
“Drones!” I yell out before he can further reprimand me. It doesn’t sound like they thought of that and I’m sure it’s the safest way to solve their surveillance issue. “Drones can scout their HQ and some really expensive ones can drop stuff, didn’t Amazon consider using them?”
I stop talking and the men all sit staring straight in front of them.
“Your woman is right.” The Russian says, looking across me to Jasper.
“Text Wrench, get him to buy a dozen top of the line drones right now.” Jas looks across at Russian before smiling at me and squeezing my hand. “Fuck Emma, what else you got for us?”
“Just drones,” I put my head on his shoulder. “You’ll be careful not to hurt the women when you attack the Spiders’, right?”
“We may try to drop some explosives if we can figure it out with your idea, but just on their bikes or outbuildings, not the clubhouse where the women will be.” Jas assures me.
“You should really get a rocket launcher for times like this.” I tell him. This sets everyone off laughing. “What? They shot you in the head Jasper! I don’t care what it takes, I just keep thinking about those women who are being used like this.”
“Preacher’s daughter, my ass.” Connal deadpans from the driver’s seat.
Getting back to the clubhouse, Jas heads straight into his office and Jake carries our bags up to the room.
I only pause a moment before I got to search out Roy. Betsy points me in the direction of his room, suddenly I get nervous as I’m about to knock.
“Yeah?!” He yells out before opening the door. “Oh, Miss Emma! How’s Jasper?”
“He’s in his office,” I start without greeting him. “Can you keep an eye on him? He left the hospital against the doctors…”
“You have to be exhausted. I’ll stick to Jasper like a shadow, you get some rest and I’ll have Betsy bring you food in a couple hours?” Roy cuts in.
“Thank you,” I say, knowing I can trust Roy to look out for Jasper. “You’re always so good to me.”
“Hush now, Miss Emma,” Roy grips my hand, smiling. “Patched you up, now I’ll go make sure your man’s brains don’t leak out.”
Settling into Jasper’s bed, I fall into a deep sleep; waking later, Jasper is wrapped around me and I see a food tray on the dresser beyond him. Wanting nothing more than the bottle of water I see on it, I try to disengage myself.
“Em…” He mumbles groggily. “Y’okay?”
“Shhh,” I grab the bottle and slide back into bed.
“Those assholes were supposed to come wake me.” He says next, more alert.
“You needed your sleep, they’ll get you when it’s important.” I assure him. “I need you, too, Jas. I need you to be alright. Take the rest when you can get it.”
Jasper
I sigh and take a sip of the water she offers before pulling her back into my body. She’s been through so much in such a short time but her resilience is inspiring.
“Where should we get married, Emma?” I ask, trying to distract her from the trouble outside our door.
“Here, Jasper. Among your MC.” She says as she lifts one of my hands to lay a kiss across the knuckles.
“Our MC now, Darlin’,” I remind her. “You’re one of us now.”
She laughs softly at the thought.
“Can you just imagine the “Where Are They Now?” portion of my ten year high school reunion?” She grins at me over her shoulder. “Betcha no one saw this coming!”
“You gonna show me off?” I raise an eyebrow at her.
“I have to get things settled there, Jasper.” She sighs. “Other than that, I have no interest in returning there.”
“Jessup can have your money transferred to a local bank. When this settles down a bit, why don’t we go there and pack up anything you want?” I offer.
“I think I want to sell the house and land also, he can help me with all of that, right?” She asks.
“You sure about that?” I fully intend on her staying here but am surprised. “I know the past year was hard, but you grew up there?”
“There’s nothing left for me there, Jasper.” She rolls to face me. “I want to look into donating half of it to a local woman’s shelter, then the rest we hold onto for our children or emergencies.”
“You know how wonderful you are, don’t ya, Darlin’?” I lean down to kiss her. “I’ve got plenty to provide for you and any children, but if you want to keep it in an account; we don’t tell them about it. Maybe if our children want to go to college, that’s what we use if for, but I don’t want them growing up thinking they’ll get a pile of money one day.”
Nodding up at me she leans back for another kiss. Getting harder by the moment, I shift my hand over her breast, tweaking her nipple into a hard point before moving it lower.
“Jasper!” She squeals as I start to insert the tip of my finger into her folds. “You aren’t well!”
“I know, I’m in a LOT of pain,” I say as I grind my hardened cock into her hip. “Gonna need some relief.”
“You left the hospital early! And don’t you think I don’t know you have no intention of going to an actual doctor here!” She hisses, trying to evade my hands.
“Then you best be gentle with me,” I pull her head toward mine to distract her with a kiss. “Come on, don’t make me chase you, just jump on top.”
After a bit of coaxing, Emma slides onto my dick. She rides me on her own terms - slow and easy, as I lay bac
k to enjoy the view. Bracing herself with one hand, she slowing slides her other hand down her body until she reaches her clit.
Seeing the blush spread across her face as she starts to rub her clit under my harsh gaze has my balls tightening up, I grit my teeth and hold back my orgasm.
“Easy, Jasper,” Emma pants, as I reach over for her hips.
“Cum for me, Em, I can’t hold on much longer.” I say as I shift my hands up to her breasts. I lightly pinch and tug her nipples as her fingers work harder on her clit.
“Now. Now. Now, Jas.” She cries out and I feel her tight sheath tighten around me. I grab onto her hips and thrust into her a few more times until my release overwhelms me. I feel my seed shoot in streams up into her as she collapses down onto my chest. “I love you.”
“Ditto, Darlin’. Fucking ditto.” I grit out, holding onto her for all I’m worth before I give into my body’s demand for more rest.
Chapter 20
Emma
Jasper has been in Church from moments after we woke up the second time. No one outside the room knows anything.
This is bullshit.
Betsy
I’m trying to reign in Jasper’s Ol’ Lady but that’s clearly impossible.
“Emma?” I try again. “Can you come help me start some casseroles? The guys’ll be hungry when they get out.”
“What?” She looks like she’s forgotten I’m here. “I’m sorry, Betsy, of course.”
Emma follows me back to the kitchen and I start pulling things from the fridge.
“Can you just start dicing the celery and open some Cream of Mushroom cans?” I instruct.
“Betsy?” She starts. “Jasper made it sound like everyone would be here for lockdown. Why are we the only two women?”
“The probies are going through the bathrooms upstairs, sterilizing everything. No women or children until we’re bleached top to bottom. The families are in, well, they’re grouped together and being watched over.” I let her know.