Taken by Rage: Rage Ryders MC

by Liberty Parker

  To have all of the MC Princesses in the protective arms of the MC is when we all feel like we have the family whole. Plus, on a good note, when we have then all within eye site, we have a better shot of knowin what’s not only goin on put protectin them better. Can’t take care of what you can’t see, and that’s not happenin with my blood and my Ol’ lady. They will soon be where they need to be. It’s seems all the women are coming home, it’s time. Kaci and Kassi, V. P’s girls seem to be settling alright, Travler’s keepin his eyes glued to Kaci as usual. Wonder when the fucker’s gonna open his eyes and take what we all know belongs to him. Even V.P is waitin for him to take what’s his, we all know it.

  Hope he makes a play before it’s too late, he’s not the only one with eyes on the prize. We’ve just all known where she belongs for years now, but the other guy’s started makin his play. Just cause Travler’s stayin the night at her place doesn’t reserve a space in her heart and definitely doesn’t give reservations between her legs. He hasn’t touched a babe since she’s been home.

  Gotta get outta this headspace, I see my baby’s day care and I need to be all about her. She’s never had me and today, I belong to no one but her. Until her momma comes home anyways. Then I’ve gotta figure this whole sharin thing out. I crave havin them both, but her momma I need her. I need to feel her desperately, it’s been way to long since she’s been in my arms. I hope tonight is the night for that reconciliation. I’m in need of claimin my girl again. My body, soul and mind need everythin, every damn inch of her to be claimed all over again.

  Last night came and went so fast for me. This mornin having Riley at my bike along the other Ol ’ladies watchin me leave for my run was both excitin and sad all wrapped up in one. I’ve never had someone wish me off on a run before, not like this. It also tore at me a bit cause watchin her as I drove out of the club lot took a lot out of me. I wanted to turn around and grab her and throw her on the back of my bike. It seems every time she’s out of my eye sight somethin always seems to happen to her.

  My mental state is in a constant war with itself wantin to take her or leave her. Which is the right and wrong thing to do. Logically, I know this type of run is nothing she can be a part of. It should be easy, but the ones that should be easy are the ones that usually have somethin go wrong and damn if I’m gonna have my wits about me if Riley is in one of those situations. I’d probably be killed tryin to make sure she’s somewhere nothin could touch her.

  As were eaten up some asphalt I’m drawn back into my memories of last night, walkin in the door I know immediately that the girls had a good time. I ended up goin for a ride to clear my head before headin home to my baby doll. Where all I wanna do is be in her company I can’t help but need to clear my head before the run in the morning. And where I know she can send my world into outer-space I needed my head cleared a different way for once.

  I need it ready for tomorrow and off of everythin that’s been weighin me down, which sometimes unfortunately is the best part of my life. As I walked into the house after my ride, I noticed popcorn, nail polish, ice cream containers with spoons in them and movies left scattered everywhere that their night must have been one of enjoyment. I’m sure I’ll hear all bout it once I get to my baby doll. I know there’s no need to check on the girls cause my brother’s got home before me and I’m sure their down tight with their girls knowing tomorrow’s gonna be a long one. I hope it’s just an overnight trip and our resources has his Intel right and we can get in and out of there. Rescue Cassidy, take care of the trash and get back home and stay outta trouble for a while.

  I just keep faith that the Shady Creepers MC doesn’t put one and one together comin up with two and realize we are the one responsible to takin the backstabbing traitor to his grave. No one will ever find his bones once we’ve done what needs to be done, he’ll just be another missin man on the earth that’s missin to never be found.

  As for Cassidy, as we voted, she comes back here and gets the chance to find her way. Not sure she’d be welcome as a Rage Ryder for long unless she’s claimed. Ashton and Wasp are family, and it just may become awkward for them. Family is always first, of course the way Smoke looked at her and had a damn nickname for her, there’s no tellin what the future may hold. I just have to hope whatever it is we come out of it together. Havin each other’s back’s like were suppose ta do.

  I walk silently into the bedroom tryin to be inconspicuous to Riley so I can get what I’m wantin before I hit the road tomorrow. As I enter the room I’m stopped dead in my tracks at the beauty that meets my eyes. Riley is passed out half under the sheets and half out. She looks like a dream come true the way the moonlight shines on her like a beacon calling to me in the dead of the night.

  Such beauty, how the fuck did someone like her chose a man like me is a mystery I don’t know I can ever solve. I don’t know where the luck comes from but I’ll be damned if it’s something I’ll ever let go of. My night has just changed from needing one type of lovin to a different type. Now, instead of ravishing her I just want to hold her in my arms and treasure what’s been given to me and hold her tight until I have to leave in the early mornin.

  I lay down and re-memorize everythin I’ve memorized almost every night I’ve held her in my arms that we’ve shared a bed. It seems every time I find somethin new, somethin I love more than what I loved last time. I have to wonder how many more things are there in one person I can find to match or beat the things I’ve found to keep lovin more. Is it possible, or will I run out of things one day. I notice we’re pulling over and it’s pretty dark out. I day dreamed our trip away. Works for me, this was a long ride on our bikes, the distraction of my baby doll helps make things go faster than the slow mundane things my brother’s think are road travel games.

  There’s only so many times you can play slug bug and keep your man card. The only thing that’s fun about it is were on bikes, and we don’t really slug each other, we punch with all our might and make our mean machines underneath us give us all she’s got to get away without backlash from our brother. Damn I’m glad we’re pullin over, my machine’s low of fuel, my tummies low on calories and my ass is a little on the numb side.

  Been awhile since I’ve taken a long trip with the guys. I’m out of practice and I’ll be damned if I’m whinin like a little bitch. That’d give my brother’s permission to beat my ass and it hurts as it is. I’ll just wait and take a warm shower and hope it works some of the kinks outta my back and ass, and take care of the other aches and pains.

  Such as my stomach and needin to hear my baby doll’s voice before all hell breaks loose…possibly. I kinda hope it does, I’ve been itching for a fight and I’d personally love to give this traitorous bastard a knuckle dinner and help him lose those teeth of his.

  I get into my room and let my brother’s know I join them at the truck stop diner after my shower. I get into my bag and pull out a note addressed to me. I pull it out and this is what I find. It’s a note from Riley.

  Kid,

  All these years I’ve lived on this earth; no one has ever loved me the way you do. I have so much to say to you and words never seem to be enough. I’m not very good at the poetry, but I’ve worked really hard on this for you. I feel it’s the best thing that’s ever flowed from my hand and it’s all for you. I love you so much, one-daybaby, one day I will get past it all and can say everything I feel to your face. For now, this will have to do.

  My world was dark, dark as the night, Until I met you. You showed me the light at end of the tunnel. When I’m wrapped tight in your arms, I feel safer than ever, More-happy and content than ever. WhenI look into those eyes of yours, no words are needed. When you’re so close to me, I don’t feel so unwanted anymore. I now have hope, a future to look forward to. The taste of your kiss, brings me to a place I never want to leave.

  Riley

  FUCK! There goes my man card.

  After taking my shower and meetin the guys for dinner, where we went over our game plan
and sent the prospects to check out the scene and make sure the getaway car is still at the last known location I bunker down in my room and call my lifeline, my baby doll.

  “Hey”

  “Hey back atcha baby doll, how was your day?”

  “It was ok, I missed you but the girls and I did some retail therapy shopping. Went out to lunch, oh and we made mom go since we knew she’d be missing dad to. Then after lunch we went to Dallas for our pedi, mani spa day and mom loved our place. The women are so friendly there, we don’t worry about gossiping and we can relax. How was the ride?”

  “Shhiitt…my fuckin ass hurts like a bitch, but don’t tell no one, I’d never hear the end of it. It’s been awhile since I’ve been on my machine for that amount of time. My ass is outta practice baby doll. Looks like you and I need to take some road trips so I can get back in the saddle of things, so to speak.”

  “Can we go visit Uncle Jed? He’s so funny, I miss him and he says he’s not coming to visit for a while. Somethings going down at his place, I just know it Kid and Sky, Sadie and I are worried about him. We had actually been talking about asking you guys if you’d mind if we took a road trip to go visit him just to check on him. We could all make it on the bikes so all three of you could get some road underneath you all. What do you think?”

  “What do I think, I think you and your girls are tryin to put your nose into somethin that isn’t your place. That’s what I’m thinkin, and you’re using me and my boys to get you there and give you the excuse to do it.”

  “Fuck Kid, really? Do you really have to take our worry over someone were all very fond of, and love just as an uncle who is just that, an uncle to us all blood or not and turn it into something selfish! Really you have to go their Kid! I don’t know if I’m more hurt or insulted at the accusation your making. And what exactly would we be putting our noses in Kid? Uncle Jed doesn’t really talk to us, he just mumbles and says ‘Every things goin Darlin’. So, what is it that you’re knowing exactly Kid, because I’m in the dark here? We thought maybe we’d be going to cheer our Uncle up and check on him.”

  Fuck! Jed didn’t want the girls gettin into his business of the life that’s suddenly fallen into his lap. He’s happy, and will eventually share. For now, he wants it to stay his and his alone without interference. Damn these girls always startin shit and gettin in the middle of things that don’t belong to them. Can’t they just keep their nose in their own relationships and leave others the fuck alone.

  I growl “Riley! Let it fucking go!”

  “Okay baby, it’s gone. I gotta go. Be safe, love you, and see you when you get back.”

  Click the line goes dead. WTF…she’s never hung up on me before. Damn it, why did I have to lose it. I know she’s sensitive when it comes to me. She’s grown her back bone with everyone else but she’s still standoffish with me. I grab my phone and send her a text.

  Me: Baby doll, fuck I’m sorry. I know I’ve gotta not do that shit. Don’t be mad, we’ll talk when I get home.

  Riley: Okay

  One word, one measly little word, okay. Does it really mean okay when women say okay, fuck no! Not when my baby doll says okay…Usually it’s a middle finger sayin your dick ain’t gettin shit! That is until I work my magic and she can’t resist me, my baby can’t hold back on me for too long. Especially once I start kissing her and make her lose herself, then she becomes the aggressor and I let her think it was all her doin.

  I can’t ever let her know she gave in or she’ll be on her guard more, and I can’t go more than a few days without the feel of her wrapped around me and pulling every ounce of cum from my balls.

  Damn the things that woman does to me, it’s probably illegal somewhere, but it doesn’t matter cause were never goin anywhere else to find out. I guess I’m also in a bad mood cause the hit we have out on Romeo, Jr which tried to steal my girl and force her to marry him. The hit didn’t turn out the way it was supposed to.

  He’s wounded, won’t ever live right again, that’s not good enough to put my mind at ease cause dad’s still in another cell. I want them both turned to dust, and it’ll happen or the guy paid will join them if someone else has to take it on. I’m not leavin lose cannon’s to go off at a moment’s notice.

  We’ll, Uncle Jed since it’s one of his guys. Which is how I know what’s goin on at is home front. I promised to keep the girls outta it ‘cause they’ve been buggin the shit outta him for a visit. They mean well, but they can be like an in-grown toe nail, don’t go nowhere till you pull it and throw it away. I just need to throw them another bone. I know just what’ll do it, I just gotta get home and get it done. Doin what I gotta do isn’t somethin that can be done over the phone, it’s gotta be done in person.

  I’ll give her and the trouble twosome something else to put their attention to that will keep them all outta trouble and out of everyone’s way and keep them out of trouble while they’re at it. Oh, I hope it keeps them out of trouble now that I’ve let the door open on that thought.

  Damnit! I did it again, I let my emotions lead me instead of holding strong. I don’t want to be that girl. How come I can do it with everyone but Kid. He’s the one I trust more than anyone else. Even my folks and my sisters. Even all the brothers in the club and most of them have become as close to me as the girls are to me. Why can’t I hold my own when it comes to my man? I just hung up the phone! Oh no, I hung up on him! I’ve never done that before; I wonder if he’s mad at me. Even afterward with the text I’m still double guessing myself with him. I need to get back to the strong place I was with him.

  We need to move up operation get even with Tumbler so I can get some of my emotional strength back and no more pathetic, weak little Riley. Not even with Kid! I want to hold my own with him as well, I don’t want to be the weak Ol’ lady that rolls whenever her Ol’ man says to. Nope, I want to in the comfort of my own space be able to tell him he’s been a jackass. Yep! That time starts now Riley!

  Pull your big girl panties up and even if it’s just by text let him know where you’re at. He can’t keep growling and taking his shit out on you. You’ve grown and come into your own, you have a right for your voice to be heard. You’re just as important in this relationship as he is and he needs to learn when to cool those jets.

  Me: Kid, I’ve taken a few minutes to think over our phone conversation. I’m very upset and disappointed in the way you spoke with me. I deserve better, especially from you!

  I sit for a few minutes nervously biting on my thumb cuticle waiting for his reply. Hoping I didn’t come across too strong to him. The new me is new to both of us. I hope he can grow with me instead of away from me. I want us to grow strong, I love him but at the same time this can only happen as long as he’s willing to let me leave my passive side behind and not necessarily become aggressive, but more of a passive-aggressive me.

  A little of both depending on the circumstances I guess. Please grow with me baby, don’t let me go and stay stuck in this rut were in now. My phone pings with an incoming text, I feel my hands shake and my stomach become nauseous at the thought of what he’s thinking and will respond with.

  Fuck! It’s just mom,

  Mom: Missing my family, wondering if when all the men are home if you girls would feel up to dinner with all of us? That way you can see the new house your dad and I got. The prospects will have us moved in and help me unpack before dad gets home. It can be a housewarming and family dinner all in one.

  Sadie: Sounds like a wonderful idea mom.

  Shit, must be a damn group text. I have butterflies in my stomach and they wanna talk about food. I sigh, it’s not their fault, guess I should contribute to the conversation.

  Me: Sure mom, whatever you want just let me and Sadie girl what you’d like for us to bring and we’ll help out. Love you

  If there’s more to the conversation I don’t respond, enough said as far as I’m concerned. I decide to take a shower and help the time pass while waiting on Kid to respond. He’ll respond
Riley, he’s never not regardless if you’ve made him mad or ignored him. He’s never let you off till you gave in and spoke back to him. He may just be with the brothers and unable to text right now…Yeah, that’s it. I convince myself and get my belongings together for a nice, warm shower where I can let my worries was away.

  Twenty plus minutes later I find myself getting out of the shower, skin red from the nice scrub I gave myself and feeling relaxed and refreshed. I go about my routine I have for after my showers, mostly consisting of, lotion everywhere except the areas that aren’t meant for it, put baby powder in the areas where I’m known to sweat extra, body spray and put my jammies on and comb my hair putting some bio-silk in it to help with the fizziness and tangles. There, I feel like me and ready to take on what comes next.

  I put on my slippers because walking on a floor after taking a shower is just eww…anyway. I wonder if he’s had time to respond to my text. I’ll find out after I clean up my mess. I can’t stand to have my body feel refreshed and then leave my bathroom in a mess. What’s the use in cleansing the body if you leave the mind cluttered looking at a mess that only takes a few minutes to clean up?

  I’ve never understood Sadie’s clean twice a week scenario, just because it just turns around and gets dirty again when the next person uses it doesn’t mean you should leave your shit laying around I don’t know how many times we’ve had it out, until mom finally put us in rooms across the hall from each other that had their own bathrooms instead of us sharing a Jack and Jill bathroom. Now that I’m older though, I miss those days. I miss slapping her gorgeous face with a towel when she had some nasty things come out her mouth. She always thought she was cute, which she usually was, but I wasn’t gonna give that to her.