by Erin Osborne
Taking her hand, I twist her arm behind her back and get right up in her face. “Do you see this ring on his finger? It means that he’s taken and doesn’t need any loose fucking pussy like the one you have. There are plenty of single men here that wouldn’t mind giving you a ride. So, I suggest you don’t even look in my husband’s direction again. Do you understand me?”
“You’re going to pay for this bitch!” the club girl screams. “I know more about you than what you think. I know that you won’t be here soon and I’ll have your man all to myself.”
I stop and instantly look at Blade. He heard the same thing I did and I know we just found out who Jason has in the club. There’s no other way she would know that someone is trying to get to me, unless one of the other guys told her that. And, I highly doubt anyone would share any information like that with her. She’s nothing more than a hole to these guys.
Blade
I’m sitting at the bar waiting for Keira to come join me. I knew she would try to argue if I told her I was getting Ma to come sit with the kids, so I just didn’t say a word about it. Keira should be out here any second, even if it’s just to yell at me for sending Ma in. Instead I see the club girl that I told to leave me the fuck alone the day I was going to Benton Falls heading directly towards me.
She starts rubbing on me and I can’t believe that she is back here after the last time I had her thrown out. I’m trying to pull her hands off of me, but it’s not workin’. Not even when my wife starts getting in her face does the girl leave me alone. It’s like she takes it as a challenge and wants to see how far she can push Keira. It’s not going to be very far.
Before anyone can say anything, Keira starts beating the shit out of her. I just sit back and watch my girl take care of the trash. Well, until she says that Keira won’t be around for much longer. Grim never did find out who the mole was and I think we just found out why. I’m sure he looked at the club girls, but I haven’t seen this one around very much. And every time I do, she’s always trying to get me to fuck her. Keira is more important than any loose pussy so I’ve stayed away from all the club girls.
I look over towards Grim and the rest of the men and see that they also heard the bitch’s comment about Keira not being here. Slowly they all start making their way over to us and surround the bitch. She’s not going to be getting out of this one any time soon.
“Take this girl to the holding cell downstairs,” Grim tells Glen. “Glock, go down and don’t let anyone in the room with the bitch. Make sure Glen ties her up nice and tight so she can’t go anywhere. We’ll be down in a minute.”
I grab Keira by the waist and pull her into me. Nuzzling her neck, I can’t believe the way she put that bitch in her place. It makes me realize that Keira was the right choice to make as my old lady and at the party that the girls are planning for next week, I’m giving her the rag that I ordered a while ago. There just didn’t seem to be a good enough time to give it to her until now.
“I’ll be back in a little bit. Make sure the kids are in the playpen. That was hot as fuck kitten,” I tell her, kissing her until we’re both breathless.
“What if I’m sleeping?” she asks, coyly.
“I’ll wake you up. You know what you do to me and I already told you that you better be ready for tonight.”
I get up and make my way down with the rest of the men. There’s no way I’m going to miss finding out exactly what this bitch knows and what the plan is for my wife. Obviously, there is one if she’s saying she won’t be here much longer.
Grim walks in the room first and we see that Glen tied her to a chair in the middle of the room. Now, we’re not going to put our hands on this woman at all, but she doesn’t have to know that. So, as I take my spot along the wall, I make a big show of pulling out the longest blade I carry on me. I start playing with it and the entire time her eyes are getting bigger and bigger. She thinks that I’m going to be using this on her. If she were a man, she’d be one hundred percent right. But, we’ll end up sending her away like we did the last one and hope she doesn’t talk to Jason.
“What are you talkin’ about with Keira?” Grim asks her, getting close to her face.
“I don’t know what you mean!” she answers, trying to lie her way out of the situation she now finds herself in.
“Yes, you do. I suggest you tell us before I let my boy loose over there. Yeah, the one you’re watchin’ play with his favorite blade.”
“All I know is that Jason paid me to come in here and try to fuck Blade. He wanted proof to show that girl as soon as I did it. Blade hasn’t wanted a thing to do with me though and I can see that he loves his wife.”
“You thought you could help that fuckin’ psycho take one of our women and we wouldn’t do anythin’ to you?” Joker asks, stepping up.
“I didn’t think you’d ever find out,” she whines.
“How did you figure we wouldn’t find out?” Grim asks. “If you’ve spent any time here at all, you know we value any woman associated with us. Our old ladies have the utmost respect of everyone around here. We’ve already been lookin’ into who the mole was, you just didn’t pay enough attention to know that,” Grim tells her, taking a step closer as she tries to shrink back.
“Listen, I thought I’d fuck him, or at least make it look like we fucked, and then be gone,” she cries out.
“How do you know Jason?” I finally ask.
“I’ve been fucking him for years. He helps me supply my habit and then he holds it over my head. Telling me how I’m never getting my son back because he’ll make sure of it if I don’t do everything he says.”
We all look at one another and I know we’re going to end up helping this bitch. She needs to get help if she truly wants her son back. But, it won’t be here. Maybe one of the other clubs would be willing to take her in and help her get clean and then keep an eye on her to make sure she stays clean.
“Listen,” Grim says. “Do you want to get help, get off the drugs you’re on?”
“Yes! Jason’s the one that got me hooked to begin with. I may not be the most upstanding person, I’ve done what I’ve had to do to raise my son. Jason took it to a whole new level so he could control me though. I want my son back and I want as far away from Jason as I can get.”
“If we help you, are you goin’ to turn your back on us and go back to Jason and continue helpin’ him?” Joker asks.
“No. I told you, I want as far away from him as possible. The only reason I haven’t tried to leave him before is because he has someone keeping an eye on my son. I get pictures every week to show that someone’s always there watching him. Kind of like he had me to do your wife with the twins. I’m so sorry!”
Grim tells Glen to untie her as he pulls his phone out. I know he’s calling one of the other clubs, I’m just not sure which one yet. Though, if I had to guess, I’d probably say Gage’s. Slim’s club is a little bit harder than ours and we’re not going to send her to a club whose members do drugs. I’m trying really hard not to fall for this chick’s words, in case she’s playing us, but something tells me she’s not. She truly wants to get away from Jason and get her life back on track so she can get her son back.
“One more question,” I suddenly ask. “Who is Jason workin’ with?”
“What do you mean?” she asks, confusion clearly written on her face.
“He’s not smart enough to get you hooked on drugs to control you, kidnap my wife, and everythin’ else that he’s done. We know he’s in bed with someone else.”
“I’ve heard mention of a cartel. But, I’m not sure which one and I don’t know how true it is,” she answers. “If I asked too many questions, I’d get hit so I learned real quick not to ask him anything.”
“Okay,” Grim says, hanging up his phone and turning to us. “What’s your name?”
“Sally.”
“Sally, one of our other chapters are goin’ to take you in. They’re goin’ to get you clean and then they’re goin’ to hel
p get you on your feet so you can get your son back. You fuck us over and we’ll make sure you never see your son again. Is that understood?”
Sally nods her head furiously. She knows that this is her one opportunity to get clean and away from the lifestyle that Jason got her into. Now, it’s up to her as to what she does with this second chance she’s being given.
We head back upstairs and I see all the old ladies standing around in a circle. They’re protecting my wife and I couldn’t be more proud than I am right now. She’s got more friends and family now then she knows what to do with. I can see her looking at me until her eyes land on Sally. Suddenly her face takes on a whole new demeanor and I see her claws coming back out.
“What’s going on?” she asks.
“Sally here is leavin’ the clubhouse and goin’ out of town. For good,” Grim tells her.
“I’m so sorry that I made it seem like I was making a play for your man. I really wasn’t,” Sally tells Keira.
Keira takes in the scene before her and starts heading our way. I’m not sure what’s going through her head right now, but I’m bracing for anything to happen. Before she gets too close, my girl comes to a stop and really looks at Sally.
“He got to you too. Didn’t he?” she asks.
Sally nods her head and I look over at her. Now that everything has calmed down, you can see that she’s got so much make-up on it’s caked on her face. Usually, this isn’t out of the normal when it comes to club girls. Looking closer though, you can see the bruises that she’s trying to hide. She’s not caking on the make-up to try to impress anyone, she’s doing it to cover the evidence that she’s been hit.
Joker and Irish make their way to the door with Sally in between them. They’re going to be taking her to the half-way point between here and Dander Falls. Once they get there, they’ll hand her over to a few guys from Gage’s chapter. He’ll figure out the best way to get her clean and protect her. She’s not safe here now that she’s turned on Jason. Especially if he’s working with a cartel. This whole situation just got a lot fucking bigger than what we originally thought it was. We need to be prepared for anything now.
“Listen up!” Grim hollers out. “As soon as Joker and Irish get back, we’re havin’ church. We need to figure out what our next move is after what we just found out. Get some rest while they’re gone and see if you can come up with any game plans. Blade, it’s up to you how much you tell Keira. This involves her otherwise I wouldn’t be tellin’ you to say anythin’ to her.”
Everyone breaks up and I lead Keira to our room. Ma is sitting on the bed next to a still sleeping Cory. She’s clearly concerned about my little princess and I wonder if she got sick again. Seeing the worry on my face, Ma quickly tells me that she’s fine and has been asleep the whole time. She leaves the room and heads back to where all the kids are so she can bunker down with Pops and try to get some sleep.
“Can you tell me what’s going on?” Keira asks, moving Cory to the playpen.
“I will. Only because I need you to be extremely cautious for now and I don’t want you out alone. At all. There is to be at least a few brothers on you at all times. Even when I’m here with you,” I tell her. I’m not trying to scare her, but she needs to know the severity of the situation.
Sitting her down on the bed, I relay everything that Sally told us. Keira has tears in her eyes and I know they’re for Sally and the son that she can’t see right now. When I get to the part about Jason being involved with some cartel, Keira’s eyes about pop out of her head in shock. This definitely gets her attention.
“So, now I’m not just being sold, I’m being sold by a member of a cartel?” she asks, her voice shaking.
“We don’t know what part Jason plays in the cartel, kitten. Sally just said that she’s heard talk of him being involved in one. It makes sense, but it doesn’t necessarily make it true,” I tell her, pulling her down in my lap.
After taking a few minutes to take in the fact that a cartel is now more than likely after her, Keira sits up and stares at me. I feel her grind down on my hardening length and she moves in to kiss me. I meet her halfway and just before our lips touch, she tells me to make her forget about it. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my wife. So, if she wants to forget for a little while, then I’m going to help her do that.
Taking her mouth with mine, I lay back until I’m the one laying against the pillows. Keira might want to forget, but she’s going to be the one to take lead tonight. I’m giving her complete and total control over what happens and what doesn’t happen.
Sitting up, Keira pulls my shirt over my head and I feel her running her hands up my stomach and to my chest. As she moves her hands lower, I feel her scoot back so that she can get to my jeans and undo them. Once she has them undone, she pulls my pants off and makes her way back up my body. Before I can stop her, she takes me in her mouth and my head falls back to the pillows. My eyes automatically close at the sensations she’s creating by licking, sucking, and reaching down to massage my balls. I don’t want to cum in her mouth though.
I pull her hair just hard enough for her to release me. Pulling her up my body, I bring her mouth to mine and kiss her deep as hell. By the time I pull away from her we’re both breathless. Keira doesn’t need any further direction about what I want from her. She needs me as much as I need her right now. Keira lines herself up with me and pushes herself down. She goes slow as fuck and it’s absolute torture. But it’s torture of the best kind.
“Kitten, are you goin’ to move faster at any point or are you just goin’ to torture us both?” I ask her, gritting my teeth.
Instead of answering, Keira starts moving a little bit faster and twirling her hips as she’s moving. I drop my head back again and my eyes close on their own. For Keira taking top, she sure as fuck knows what she’s doing. She throws her head back and her long hair brushes against my thighs adding to the sensations she’s already creating. I reach up and start playing with her tits, knowing that she loves this. Hell, I love playing with them. It’s not enough for me though. Sitting up I take one nipple in my mouth and start nibbling and sucking on it.
Keira doesn’t miss a beat with the change in our position. The only thing she does is throw her head back even farther and let out a moan. From this position, I can thrust up as she’s coming down and hit every spot to make her reach her release. With one hand, I grab one of hers and bring our hands between us. I lay mine on top of hers and rub circles on her clit. She takes it a step further and moves her fingers down enough to slide on each side of my cock while I’m sliding in and out of her.
“Give it to me kitten,” I grit out, feeling myself getting closer and closer.
I bite down on her nipple again as I pinch her clit, just hard enough to give her the slightest amount of pain. Keira may not know it yet, but she loves a little bit of pain with her pleasure. From what I get out of conversations we had in the past, no one ever took the time to see what she liked and didn’t like. No one experimented with her or let her try new things.
“Michael!” she screams out as I feel her muscles clenching around me. It’s too much and I moan out her name as my release finds me.
I lay back against the pillows and pull Keira on top of me. Rubbing her back, I help her come down as I try to get my breathing back under control. I can feel her hands running up and down my sides in a soothing manner. Well, it’s soothing until she hits the one spot that has me jumping because it’s tickling me. Keira starts to apologize and I put my finger over her mouth. There’s nothing for her to apologize for. She didn’t know and it’s not like she meant to do it. Sometimes it tickles and sometimes it doesn’t.
“Kitten, I need you to be extremely careful when I go out of town on this run in the mornin’. I don’t want you goin’ outside for any reason.” I tell her, letting her know once again the severity of the situation.
“I’ll stay inside baby. I don’t need you focusing on me and what may or may not be happening while you�
��re away. What I need is for you to be safe and come back home to us.”
“Always,” I answer, knowing I’ll do everything in my power to come back to the three people that mean everything in this world to me.
Chapter Twelve
Keira
It’s been almost a month and a half since Sally told us all about the possibility of Jason being involved with a cartel. The guys have decided that it would be best if I stay in the clubhouse for now since it’s easier to get in our home than it would be here. If I go out anywhere, I need to take an army of men with me and I can only ride in the vehicles that have been made bulletproof. It’s not one hundred percent safe if anything else were to happen, but Blade and I feel a little bit better if I have to go anywhere.
For the most part, I don’t go anywhere. I’ve changed any appointments I had and have only taken the kids to a doctor appointment for their monthly check-up. Other than that, prospects take care of everything else I need to do. Blade has stopped going on runs and has been sticking close to me. Some days it grates on my nerves to know that he’s taking this whole protective thing above and beyond what it needs to be. Other days, I can’t help but love how protective he is.
Ma and the rest of the old ladies have also been sticking to the clubhouse. Mainly to keep me company, but I think the guys want them all here for their protection too. If Jason is involved with the cartel then they won’t hesitate to grab anyone they can to get to me. I’ve learned a lot about the rest of the old ladies and they’ve been telling me about everything they’ve been doing to try to help victims of domestic violence. That’s definitely something I can get behind, so I tell them I’ll do whatever they need me to do.
By the time I leave the room with the twins, most of the old ladies are in the kitchen getting things ready for the party today to celebrate our wedding. Blade has been acting nervous and strange so I have no clue as to what’s really going on with him. It’s not like we’re getting married today, so I have no clue why he’s acting the way he is. Bailey, Maddie, and Melody all look up and smile when they see me. Skylar isn’t here right this second, which is surprising because she is usually the one in charge of any food being prepared.