Major Conflict (Southern Chaotic's MC Book 2)

by Dana Arden

“It’s a little after seven.” Lily answers softly. “You know what we talked about last night?” I nod not knowing exactly which part she’s talking about. “Well, you were wrong. Jake and I’ve been up since six discussing the ends and outs of Legos and how he wants to go to Legoland one day.”

  “Ugh, sorry, Babe.”

  “I don’t mind. I told him that when everything settled down, we would talk about going to Legoland.”

  “Yeah, Dad. They’ve got rides and a water park.” Jake says as he bounces on the bed.

  “That sounds cool, Bud. Maybe we can make it an MC Family Vacation.” I respond. “Why don’t you go get dressed and ready for school and then Lily and I’ll meet you upstairs for breakfast.’

  “Okay. See ya upstairs, Toots.” Jake says while chuckling. He jumps off the bed and runs out the door.

  “I told you that I should’ve put my pajamas on last night, so rule number one is null and void. You can be naked all you want, but I’m covering the goodies. I’m lucky I was cocooned in the blankets when he woke me up. If he hadn’t been so close to my face and I could feel and hear him breathing, we could have been in big trouble, mister.”

  “Fine, I don’t like it but fine.” I manage to say as I roll her over on her back and slide between her thighs. “But when he’s at a sleepover, rule number one is alive and well.” I press my hardening cock against her pussy and press my lips to her.

  Releasing her lips, I push up watching her face as I rotate my hips allowing my cock to run up and down her slit, gently brushing against her clit. Her eyes dilate and I know I’ve got her right where I want her.

  “Babe, I need you to be quiet. Can you do that?” She nods and whimpers as I increase the pressure of my cock on her bundle of nerves.

  I lean over her to the nightstand and grab a condom. She takes it from my hand, opens it with her teeth while grasping my cock with her other hand. She leans her head downward watching has she slowly unrolls the rubber. When she’s done, she lays back down.

  I grab my cock and position it at her entrance. With my eyes on her, I thrust forward feeling the pulsations of her pussy. Moving to my knees, I place my forearms under her knees and lift. Thrusting harder and faster with each moan she gives me.

  Her pussy clamps down on my cock and I know that with the next hard thrust she’s going to cum.

  Lily vaults up towards me holding on to my shoulders. She bites my shoulder as her muffled scream echos in the room. With her pussy tight around me and her cream oozing down my balls, I finally let go, releasing her legs and wrapping my arms around her lower back pulling her tighter to me as I shot the last jet of cum into her. We collapse back onto the bed with me half on top of her.

  Her breaths come out in pants. “Chase, let’s get up and dressed before Jake reappears because we’re taking too long.”

  I place a kiss on the corner of her mouth and gradually rise to my knees and slide off the bed. “Whatever you want, Toots.” She giggles and follows.

  ***

  Breakfast is without incident and Lily sat in between Jake and me. Jake had a wide smile on his face. I love seeing this side of him and even Ryker and Trigger commented on the change in him with Lily’s presence on the way back to the house after dropping off the kids at school.

  I enter the house and come to a halt and look at Trigger and Ryker.

  “What the fuck’s going on upstairs?” I ask them as the whole house is bumping with bass.

  Trigger’s bending over laughing and Ryker’s smirking. “That would be Lily working out. She has an eccentric taste in music.”

  Without responding, I head up the stairs to the workout room. Before I even get close to the door, I can hear,

  ‘lick it good suck this pussy just like you should, right now, lick it good, suck this pussy just like you should.’

  I open the door unhurriedly and damn if my woman isn’t squatting with a weight bar on her shoulders. Then damn if she doesn’t start singing, “dick big and long, slow fuckin’ till the crack of dawn.” I finally pull my eyes off her ass and as she’s lowering the bar to the floor.

  As she’s walking over to the treadmill to grab her water and towel, she jumps when I speak. “Babe, what the hell are you listening too?”

  “Khia.” She says nonchalantly. “I like to work out to old school music.”

  “And dirty as fuck music.” I growl. Just as the song ends, none of than Too Short’s Cocktails starts playing. “Babe, I think I’ve got myself a secret dirty girl.”

  She blushes as she goes to the dock and turns the music off. “I’m not a dirty girl. I just like the beat of the music.”

  “Oh, really. Let me see your music list.” She hands over her cell. I peruse through her song list and my woman likes a variety of music from rap, hip hop, country, pop and classic rock.

  “I think we were fated to be together, Babe. Most of what you got other than the song I walked in on, which I might say will be added to my list, is on my playlist as well.”

  “Glad we’ve established we’re kindred in music.” She purrs as she struts over to where I’m standing at the door. When she reaches me, she pushes my back up against the door. “I’m famished.”

  She slides to her knees in front of me and slides her hands down my stomach to the waistband of my athletic shorts, keeping her eyes on mine. With a sharp pull, my shorts and briefs fall to the floor. She grips my shaft at the base and slowly raises it. With her tongue pressed to the base, she firmly licks my cock, reaching the tip and swirling her tongue around the head. I moan with neediness. She puts me in her mouth until the head’s touching the back of her throat and she swallows.

  “Babe, suck me hard.” I groan.

  With her hand still grasping the base of my cock, it follows her mouth as it tightens and she sucks harder.

  “That’s it, Babe.”

  Her head bobs for another few strokes and then she moves her mouth to my balls while still moving her hand up and down on my shaft. She sucks one in her mouth and fondles the other with her free hand. Then, she switches. After paying attention to my balls, she moves her mouth to hover over my cock.

  Before she can descend, I growl. “I want to come inside you, Babe.” Using my hand at the nape of her neck, I pull her mouth away from my cock and she rises to her feet. I crash my lips to hers in a punishing kiss and roam my hands down to the curve of her ass, lifting. She wraps her arms and legs around me and we switch positions as I slam her against the door. She moans into my mouth with the contact.

  I release her lips and touch my forehead to hers. “You ready for me?” She nods. I nudge her entrance with my dick and gradually enter her. I still once I’m fully settled in her pussy. “I’m not gonna last long, Babe, so you need to get there when I tell you.” She moans as I place a demanding rhythm against her pussy walls. The ever telling sign of cumming is soon approaching, so I release her with one hand and move it down her stomach to her throbbing clit and begin to add pressure while circling it with my thumb.

  “I’m almost there, hun.” She pants.

  “Get there.” I grunt.

  She screams my name. “Bryce!”

  Hearing her use my given name sends me over the edge. Two more strong thrust and I cum. “Lily.” I growl into her neck. I turn so my back’s against the door and slide to the floor with her cradled in my arms. “Jesus, Babe.”

  “Yeah. That was the best workout I’ve ever had.” She giggles.

  I chuckle. “Yeah, me too, nothing better than doing leg and arm day at the same time.”

  Chapter 15

  Rudy

  Normally being the President of the Southern Chaotic’s MC is without worry. My men do as they’re told and the only issues we have are with bitches wanting more than the brothers are willing to give.

  This shit with Lily’s ex is something we haven’t had to encounter and I’m running out of options when it comes to finding this bastard. My attempts to find information through our Kissimmee chapter haven’t panned
out. The only plus is that some of my brothers from Florida and the brother of the woman who Lily’s ex raped are on their way to Georgia. Rip’s sending his Sergent at Arms, Duke, his VP, Sandman and Roadie who’s a Prospect to help us dig for information and hunt this motherfucker down.

  Lil’s dad, Wiz, was a great man who should still be here today if it hadn’t been for that fucker that off’d him over two hundred dollars in cash and twelve pack of Coors. He would be proud of his daughter for the good woman she is. Lily’s beautiful inside and out. She’s never judged the brothers, other than giving Chase hell and she’s always available to help out with the club kids.

  Chase claiming her wasn’t much of a surprise. Men like us never know what we want until it’s up in our faces or has the possibility to be taken from us. I understand his need to protect and possess because I was the same way years ago with my ex-wife, Farrah. We were night and day. She’d push and I’d pull. We were inseparable for the most part. When I got out of the service and wanted to start up the MC, she went ballistic. She didn’t want to raise, our then six month old, daughter, Greer around a bunch of filthy bikers. I fought as hard as I could to keep my marriage alive, but there was no negotiating with Farrah on the MC. In a way, I’m thankful I didn’t listen to her, because the MC gave me that sense of brotherhood I had in the military. In another way, I would take it all back just to watch my daughter grow up.

  When we divorced, Farrah took off with my daughter to New Mexico. I would ride up to see her until Farrah disappeared without a word when Greer was thirteen.

  If it hadn’t been for Queenie and a then six year old Trigger, I don’t know how I would’ve survived the loss of my baby girl. For five years, I searched for Greer without any luck. When she turned eighteen, I had hopes that she’d come and find me, that was ten years ago and I haven’t seen or heard from her. But enough of the emotional shit.

  As I’m sitting here in my office reminiscing, Marc, Duke, Sandman, Roadie and a man I don’t know walk in.

  “Hey, Prez. These bastards were at the gate trying to get in.” Marc smirks.

  I stand, shake hands and bro hug until I get to the man I don’t know. “You must be the girl’s brother.” He nods. “I’m sorry for what that douche did to her.”

  “Thanks, me too. Claudia isn’t taking it well and I can only pray that once David’s brought to justice that it’ll help enough to get her functioning again. I’m Mace.”

  “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Mace. I’m Rudy.” I glance around to my brothers.” We’ll have Church in a few hours to discuss what you’ve found out. I need to have Lily and Chase here in case she has anything to add.”

  “Wait a minute!” Mace bellows. “Lily as in David’s wife, Lily.” I nod. “Why the fuck would she be here?”

  I take a step back. “I’d watch myself son. Lily’s the reason my brothers brought you here. David kidnapped her from a bar last weekend, but luckily she got away from him. Now, we’re on the hunt for this motherfucker before he can attempts it again and the situation is worse.”

  He blows out a breath. “Fuck, I thought they were still together and she was running with him. Sorry, I didn’t know.” He lowers himself into a chair in front of my desk.

  “She divorced him and has been here for at least 5 months. He was sending her flowers and fucked up gifts. She had no clue it was him and just chalked it up to having an admirer.”

  “You might not get the justice you want, Mace.” Marc growls. “He messed with the wrong woman and her man wants retribution for what he did to her. The pigs won’t even be involved if we can bypass them all together.”

  “I can deal with that as long as I can go back to my sister and give her something.” Mace responds.

  “Let’s go to the main room and wait for Lil and Chase.” I announce.

  Chapter 16

  Lily

  I’ve been beckoned to the clubhouse by Rudy to discuss the situation with David further. I’m plastered against Chase’s back with my arms wrapped tightly around his waist. There’s no better feeling than fresh air blasting your face and your hair blowing free. Free, that’s what I feel, but it’s only momentary.

  As we pull in the parking lot, I notice additional bikes as well as a red pickup I’m not familiar with.

  Throwing my leg over Chase’s seat and taking off my helmet, I ask. “Whose pickup is that?” I point to the corner of the lot.

  “No clue, Babe. Guess we’ll find out shortly.”

  As we enter the door into the main room, there are four men at a table; three in kuttes and one dressed in regular street clothes. As we approach, Rudy stands.

  “Lil,” he waves his hand towards the blonde in the corner in street clothes, “this is Mace Bowen. His sister, Claudia, was the young lady that David took advantage of.”

  I turn to face Mace. “I’m sorry for what he did to your sister.”

  “It’s not your fault and I apologize for thinking you were still involved with him.” I feel Chase stiffen next to me.

  I squeeze Chase’s hand in mine. “Well, it still isn’t right. Hopefully, the club’ll get a lead on him soon and she can have a sense of peace.” Mace nods.

  “Let’s take this into the meeting room.” Rudy says as he stands.

  Once in Church and after all of us are seated, one of the men in kuttes stares me in the eyes.

  “Lily, you might not remember me, but I came to check on your mom a few times in Florida. I’m Sandman.”

  I take him in. Dark hair with sprinkles of gray, sparkling blue eyes with laugh lines. He’s probably in his mid-fifties, but is built like a brick shithouse. As I continue to peruse, I notice a star tattoo on the side of his neck and remember seeing him sitting on the porch with my mom a few times when I’d come home from school.

  “Sandy?” He nods. “It’s good to see you again, wish it was under better circumstances.”

  “Yeah, Lil, but we’ll get this sorted out. Don’t you worry your pretty little head.” With nothing left to say, I just nod.

  “Alright, gentlemen. How ‘bout ya’ll fill Lil and Chase in?”

  We spend the next hour running through the information Mace has with what the club has been able to find out. Even with new information, we still don’t have anything that’ll help us pinpoint his location. He’s either using cash or prepaid credit cards and his cell phone has been disconnected.

  As we’re leaving Church, Professor stops me. “He’ll fuck up, Lily. He’ll get impatient and do something stupid.”

  “I hope you’re right. I’m tired of looking over my shoulder.” I whisper. He squeezes my shoulder and heads down the hall.

  When we enter the main room, the new arrivals are getting special attention from the club whores and Ginger. She seems to just appear any time Chase and I are together. She’s attached herself to Roadie, Florida’s Prospect. She probably thinks that a Prospect would be stupid enough to make her his ol’ lady, but what she doesn’t get is that the club protects their own and they drill it into the Prospects about patch-whores who only want them for what their kutte stands for; power and protection.

  While Ginger’s purring in Roadie’s ear and grinding against him, her eyes are on Chase, but he either doesn’t notice or doesn’t give a shit. When she realizes he isn’t responding to her show, she scoots off the Prospect’s lap and walks our way.

  “Chase,” she coos. “How’re you doing, baby?” She reaches towards his forearm, but I stop her progress by stepping in front of him.

  “Ginger.” I growl. “I thought you were a lot smarter than this, but apparently, you head’s full of rocks. What can we help you with?”

  “We? Well, you can’t help me with anything, but Chase can help me with a lot. See my pussy’s been aching for a hard ride on his boom stick.”

  Before she can continue, I throw an upper cut and she stumbles backwards. As I advance on her, Chase grabs me around the waist hauling me back. “That’s enough, Babe. I don’t need you breaking a nail over
a whore. Rumor has it that she’s been riding plenty of boom stick.” He sets me behind him and steps closer to Ginger.

  “She’s bad news, Chase. Look what she did to my lip.” Ginger whines.

  “I see what she did and I’m sure it hurts, huh. But I also remember telling you one more time you came near us it’d be your last.” Her eyes widen. “Benny, do me the honor of taking out the trash.”

  Benny has a sadistic smile on his face. “It’d be a privilege.” Benny takes Ginger by the arm and starts dragging her out of the clubhouse, but before he can go, Rudy steps in front of them.

  “Let it be known that Ginger will no longer have permission to enter the clubhouse accompanied or not. She also no longer has a job at Dani’s. Ginger, I’m glad you showed your true colors. Get going and don’t come back.” Rudy bellows. Tears stream down Ginger’s face, but I don’t feel sorry for her at all.

  The men hoot and holler as she’s escorted out. I can only imagine that they’re happy to get rid of the crazy as much as I am.

  Chapter 17

  David

  Getting in and out of that motel last weekend wasn’t as difficult as I thought it’d be since as soon as the bikers had Lily, they left.

  They aren’t as intuitive as you’d think bikers would be. I’ve been following Lily’s ass on the back of a different bike for the past week and none of those pieces of shit have noticed.

  She still works the same schedule at the titty bar. The only change is where she’s staying, but I’d followed her there before I took her.

  Seeing her kissing and being groped by a biker is disgusting. Lily went from prime and proper to biker whore after she left me. I need to get her back home, so she doesn’t lose herself to the Chaotic’s. If I don’t get to her soon, she’ll become a club whore and I can’t have that. She’s too genuine and innocent to live that life.

  She’ll thank me when she realizes everything I’m doing is for her. She’ll be so grateful, she’ll do whatever I tell her to. She was always good at following directions.