Unbreakable Love

by Claire Shaw

  Pulling through the gates I can see my dad, Bull and Prez outside. Getting off the bike, Jason parks it in line with the others and we walk to join them. As soon as I’m within reach, dad pulls me in for a hug.

  “You okay girlie?” he asks.

  Holding him back tighter, my dad is my other safe place. A girl should always be able to rely on her daddy.

  “Yeah dad, I’m good,” I reply.

  He still holds me a little longer before letting go when both Bull and Prez surprise me and pull me in for hugs too. These men would die to protect me and I will never take that for granted. We’re a family and family protects each other and have each other’s backs.

  “I’m going to find Beau,” I announce.

  “He’s on the playground princess,” Prez tells me.

  I still get goose bumps when anyone calls me princess. Their right; I’m the motherfucking Sons Of Havoc princess and I need to start acting it. Nodding I head towards the playground. I find Tank and Kate sitting at one of the tables watching Beau play.

  “Hey guys,” I say joining them.

  Sitting next to Tank, he wraps an arm around me and draws me into him.

  “You okay Gorgeous?” he asks.

  Smiling at the nickname he’s always called me.

  “Yeah I’m good. How's the kid been?”

  “He’s way too much like Joker,” Kate laughs.

  “Yeah kids a real chip off the old block. Going to give me a hell of a time when he gets older,” I laugh.

  “Nah, he’ll be good or one of us will kick his ass,” Tank jokes.

  “Speaking of ass kicking; remember when we talked about self-defence. Well I’ve been thinking and I don’t want to just do a little self-defence. I want you to train me,” I state.

  Tank looks at me a little shocked.

  “Oh, I am up for this too,” Kate says.

  “Really? Both of you?” questions Tank.

  Both of us nod.

  “This world ain't safe and it’s not rainbows. I need to know I get down and dirty when I need to. We all need to be strong and fuck off if you think I’m going to be the weakest link,” I say.

  Putting my hand up before he can say anything.

  “I’ve already talked to Joker and he’s agreed to teach me to shoot. Wolf also said he’d train me with a knife. If you don’t want to train me to fight then I’ll speak to Wolf.”

  He runs his hand over his head and down his face.

  “You’re serious about this?” he asks.

  “Yes, I’m serious. That boy out there means everything to me, I’m his mom. It's my job to protect him and keep him safe. I haven’t been able to do that for the first ten years of life but I’m sure as hell going to do from now on,” I declare.

  Kate and Tank are quiet for a moment.

  “I’m in. About time us girls learnt to kick ass,” adds Kate excitedly.

  “Okay I’ll train you both but the second you’re not taking it seriously, I’m done.”

  We both nod our agreement.

  “Right I need to go shopping as I have no workout appropriate clothes,” I state.

  “I’ll watch Beau,” says Tank.

  Nodding and kissing Tank on the cheek, I head for my car with Kate. Girls shopping trip it is.

  It’s been a few months now since Tank start training Kate and me. We meet in the clubs gym at the compound every morning. True to his word Tank has not held back. I’m bruised and sore but fuck I feel good and I feel strong. Joker has also been training me with different guns, to clean them, break them down and also how to shoot them. He bought me a Glock of my own, I love it. All black and looking sexy. He said he’d looked at a pink one but decided black was the way to go. I agree. Wolf also got me a set of my own knives. I love throwing them; I’m a bloody good shot now. Angel offered to teach Kate how to shoot but Cass went mad and now he’s teaching her. I don't know what the hell is going on with those two but something is. I’m sure they’ll work it out but it will be a mess as Kate keeps flirting with the brothers and Cass keeps threatening them.

  Over the past few months Joker and I have been dating. We’ve not had sex yet but we’ve kissed a lot. But all the training and my session with Dr Wood have made me feel ready.

  I’ve got a check-up today with Dr Whitelaw to go over the results. I’m nervous. She was thorough with her checks and we had to wait a few months for some of the results to check nothing developed. I’ve been to her office for further tests. On the smear test she did first they found some abnormal cells so she wanted me to get another to double check. I’m scared that what they did to me has damaged me. I haven’t told anyone. If it’s bad news then I will tell them but if it's nothing to worry about I didn’t want to panic them for no reason.

  Pulling up to her office, I park and head inside. Once I’ve checked in at reception, I wait. I’m shocked when Joker walks through the door.

  “What are you doing here?” I ask.

  “I came to support you. I know you were nervous but I feel like you’re not telling me something so I came anyway,” he admits.

  Jesus he always could read me.

  “I’m sorry I didn’t want to worry you,” I apologise.

  “We are in this together Carrie. You don’t have to face things on your own,” he reassures.

  Before we can talk anymore my name is called. We head to Dr Whitelaw’s office. The nurse hands me gown and tells me to get comfy on the bed. Going behind the curtain I remove my clothes and put the gown on. Come back out, Joker has moved a chair so he can sit at my head. I sit on the bed and wait for Dr Whitelaw.

  “Hello Carrie. Oh, hello Jason,” Dr Helen says surprised.

  Joker shakes her hand. “Hey Dr Whitelaw,” he greets.

  “Please call me Helen. Right so how are you feeling Carrie?” she asks.

  “I’m nervous. I feel okay though,” I admit.

  Nodding she makes some notes on the computer on her desk.

  “That’s’ good. There is nothing to be nervous about. Okay, so if you’ll just lay back and pop your feet in the rests. Relax and we’ll start the exam,” she states.

  Laying back and getting as comfy as I can. Joker grabs my hand. I’m now really grateful he’s here. Dr Whitelaw does the examination; it’s uncomfortable but not painful.

  “Thank you, Carrie, you can sit up now,” Dr Helen declares.

  Sitting up Joker still doesn’t release my hand.

  “Everything is looking perfect. You’ve healed great and there is no lasting scarring. I know we spoke last time about the smear test showing abnormal cells and what that could mean,” she says.

  Nodding my head, I don’t speak.

  “What could abnormal cells means?” Joker asks.

  “Abnormal cells can mean a number of things, a change in hormone levels, infection but they can also be an indicator of cancer,” she explains.

  Joker looks at me and squeezes my hand tighter.

  “However, the second smear test came back negative. We would like to monitor you more closely so I’d like to see you again in six months for another smear test. If all is okay, you can go back to your regular timescale. All your other blood work and tests came back negative also,” she declares.

  I let out a breath I didn’t realise I was holding and tears start to run down my face. Joker is straight up and pulling me into a hug.

  “I’ll give you two a moment, you can get dressed now and I’ll see you in 6 months,” she adds.

  “Thank you, Helen,” I manage to get out between sobs.

  Joker holds me tighter while Helen leaves us alone.

  “Carrie, Babydoll, why didn’t you tell me?” asks Joker.

  “I was too scared,” I admit.

  He holds me tighter for a little longer until I manage to stop crying. Once I’ve managed to get myself together, I get dressed and, on the way, out we make another appointment for six months’ time. Outside Joker p
ushes me up against the truck and kisses me like it’s our last.

  “Fuck when she said cancer my heart dropped. Don’t ever do that to me again Carrie. I just got you back, I can’t lose you,” he blurts out.

  Before I can answer, he’s kissing me again. God this man turns me to mush. Joker finally releases me from his hold and I move to open the door to my truck.

  “I'll meet you back at the house. Beau is staying with Kate tonight,” Joker tells me.

  Nodding I get in the truck and drive to my house in a daze. Pulling into the drive Joker is already waiting there and has my door open before I’ve managed to grab my bag. Lifting me from the truck, he carries me into the house and upstairs placing me on the bed. He goes into the bathroom and I hear the water running. Then he’s back in the bedroom.

  “Go relax in the bath Babydoll. I’ll cook dinner,” he orders.

  Kissing my head, he’s gone.

  Walking into the bathroom, he’s lit some candles and put bubbles in the bath.

  Removing my clothes, I place them in the hamper and I step into the bath. The heat and bubbles relax me. Not sure how long I’m laid there but delicious smells reach me from the kitchen, making me realise how hungry I am. Getting out the bath, I dry and put my robe on. Deciding not to bother with underwear, I pad bare feet downstairs, following the smell. The sight that greets me is amazing. The table is all set with candles and my favourite pasta dish with garlic bread and two beers are waiting.

  “How was your bath?” Joker asks.

  Turning to the voice, I see Joker in the kitchen, shirtless and with jeans hanging off his hips. My mouth is suddenly dry. Chuckling he comes over to me and guides me to a chair at the table.

  “Why didn’t you tell me about the tap? I’m soaked. I’ll sort it tomorrow for you,” he states.

  Rolling my eyes, I giggle. The tap in the kitchen has been playing up and keeps squirting water everywhere.

  “I meant to tell you,” I admit.

  Now it’s his turn to roll his eyes.

  “You’ve been meaning to tell me a lot of things Babydoll. No more meaning to tell me please; honesty from now on?” he asks.

  I know he’s not talking about the tap anymore. Nodding I tuck into my pasta, I can’t help make a moaning sound. The clanking of metal makes me jump. I didn’t realise my eyes had closed.

  Joker is staring at me with a heat and lust in his eyes. Dropping my head down to look at my plate I murmur an apology with a slight giggle.

  We chat through our meal, mainly about Beau. Joker clears the table. As he gets up, I can see his erection pressing into the front of his jeans. I really have been torturing him without meaning to. Dr Wood told me I need to be braver and grab what I want in life. Deciding she is right; I am going to grab what I want. While his back is to me, I untie my robe and grip the edges.

  “Joker,” I call.

  “Yeah,” he replies.

  As he turns round to look at me, I slowly move the robe over my shoulders and down my arms, revealing my naked body. I watch his eyes go big as they slowly follow the path of the robe.

  “Carrie,” he says, his voice all husky.

  “I want this. I want you,” I declare.

  Dropping the robe so it pools at my feet, I decide to be a little braver to force his hand. I run my fingers over the top of my breast and circle my nipple. My nipples are now little peaks, I let my head falls back a little as my hands glide lower. Before they even reach my stomach, his hands are on me, lifting me onto the table. Pulling a chair between my legs he sits down.

  “If at any point it gets too much, tell me and we stop,” he orders.

  “I promise,” My voice husky too.

  His hands are running up and down the tops of my tights as he takes me peaked nipple into his mouth. I gasp as my head falls back. His mouth on my breasts feels amazing. He moves from one to the other as his hands get closer to my centre.

  “Lie back for me Babydoll. It’s time for my dessert,” he says seductively.

  The lust and love in his eyes has me trusting him and laying down.

  The second my back hits the table, his tongue glides over my lips causing my hips to lift off the table. He puts an arm over my stomach to hold me still as he continues to lick and suck. My whole body is shaking and I can feel my release building higher. I feel his finger enter me and he rubs them along the spot and I can’t stop the scream that rips from me as my release explodes like thousands of fireworks going off all over my body. He continues to gently lick me and kiss me until I come down from my high. My whole body is still shaking. He picks me up and carries me to the bedroom. Laying me on the bed, he strips out of his jeans. Jesus that man is a work of art. Joining me on the bed, he places a few condoms on the bedside table and then he kisses my shoulder. Moving onto my side so I can face him, I kiss his lips. I can still taste myself on him. Moaning, I run my hands down his chest and wrap my fingers around his cock. I slowly move my hands up and down, the hiss from him makes me jump and let go.

  “Oh god I’m sorry,” I say horrified.

  “Hey Babydoll, what’s wrong?” he asks.

  “I’m sorry I hurt you,” I tell him completely mortified this has happened.

  A little chuckle leaves him causing me to look at him confused.

  “Fuck Babydoll, you’re so fucking cute. You didn’t hurt me. I was enjoying it. Keep touching me,” he tells me.

  Feeling a little better now I know he liked it, I continue to explore his rock hard cock, cupping his balls with my other hand. He puts his hands behind his head and watches me.

  “Fuck Carrie, I need inside you. I can’t take much more of you touching me like this,” he admits.

  Smiling I nod. He reaches for the condoms and puts one on.

  “Lie back baby,” he says.

  I do as he says and he settles between my legs, with his weight on his hands either side of my head.

  “Is this okay?” he asks waiting for my permission.

  Nodding, I lick my lips. He grabs hold of his cock and lines it up.

  “Just relax, I won't hurt you,” he declares.

  Wrapping my arms around him I kiss him as he slowly pushes inside of me. I feel so full. He stops and gives me time to get used to him.

  Wrapping my legs around him, I beg, “Please move. I won't break and you won’t hurt me. Please Jason.”

  Saying his real name seems to be the trigger as he pulls out and thrusts back inside me. The pleasure rippling through me is amazing.

  “Fuck you’re gripping me so tight. This isn’t going to last long. I can’t, you're driving me insane,” he pants.

  His rhythm is erratic as he gets closer to his release, his hands slide between us and the second he touches my clit I’m gone, screaming his name with him following behind me seconds later. He falls next to me, wrapping his arms around me, pulling my body into his. We lay in each other’s arms, just holding each other until we come down and catch our breath.

  He kisses my head as he gets off the bed and goes to the bathroom. He comes back a few minutes later with a washcloth and cleans me up. Okay I know that should be sweet but it's also a little embarrassing but I don’t say anything. He has the biggest smile on his face and I don’t want to ruin the moment.

  He gets back in to bed and pulls me into him.

  “Thank you for trusting me. I love you Carrie,” he declares.

  Smiling up at him, I kiss the end of his nose.

  “That was amazing. I love you too Jason,” I admit.

  We lay there quietly, my brain working a mile a minute and before I can stop myself, I blurt out “Move in.”

  He pulls away so he can look at me.

  “What??,” he asks complete shock on his face.

  “Move in. I want us to be a family,” I tell him.

  Rolling over he covers my face in kisses.

  “You’ve made me the happiest man in the world twice tonight Babydoll.” />
  Laughing as he continues to cover my face in kisses.

  Epilogue

  Carrie

  The last few months have been incredible. Joker moved in with Beau and me, we’re a real family like we always dreamed off. Beau is going from strength to strength especially now with his dad living with us.

  Joker has mentioned about making me his old lady a few times but I’ve told him I’m not ready for that yet. Baby steps. I understand how important and what it means to him to have me wearing his property patch but after being ‘owned,’ for so long by someone else I’m just not ready to be branded as someone's property. Not even Jason’s. We’re living together; we have a child together and are building a life with our extended club family together. I’m not going anywhere soon.

  Tonight, we are having a huge family BBQ to welcome my little brother as a new patched in member. Johnny has worked so hard and I couldn’t be more proud of him earning his patch. Dad has been walking around like he’s cloud nine recently. I know this has something to do with Agnes. I’m happy for them as they both deserve some happiness.

  Leaving the clubhouse kitchen, I help the other old ladies take the food outside to the long tables that have been set up near the grills. Wolf and Prez are in charge of the BBQ. Beau is playing on the playground with a few of the other club kids. Tank and Joker are drinking beer nearby watching them. Heading over to them, I slip under Jokers arm. He places a kiss to my head.

  “Having fun?” I ask.

  “Yeah Tank was just telling me about this girl he met at the range. Give him a run for his money,” laughs Joker.

  Looking over at Tank, he just shrugs his shoulders like it’s no big deal.

  “She better than me?” I tease.

  I’ve come a long way with my training and I’m now a better shot than some of the brothers.

  “Yeah gorgeous, she better than even Gunny,” he admits.

  My eyes widen at that. Gunny got his name for being a gunnery sergeant and the man can shoot any target and hit dead centre. She must be pretty amazing to beat him. Watching Tank, he gets this look in his eye. Yeah, I bet this girl is hot. Trouble always seems to follow hot girls around here.