I opened my door. "V, can you grab the pizzas please?"
V looked me up and down. "Kima, you’re still on my shit list."
I looked at him and shot back, "Yeah, well...when am I not on somebody's shit list? You think that's news to me? Let's feed the guys and then you can scream at me. But V, I will dance. I have nothing else to do."
I slammed my door shut and I walked over to the guys.
"Hey, did you like Brandy? I know I’m new at dancing but at least I’m making my own money."
The guys, I think, didn't know what to say or where to look.
"Brandy dances fine, Kima. Did she send us the beer and pizza?" Nailz asked, laughing.
I happily replied, "You bet she did."
I decided I missed Jo and wanted her to come by. I ran up to the Lodge payphone to call her.
She answered after a few rings.
"Hey Jo! Just wanted to see if you want to come over for beer and pizza?"
Jo replied, "That sounds great! Thanks, Kima. I was just sitting here bored and wondering what I was going to do about dinner."
I wanted to let her know Nailz was going to be there, too, so I causally dropped it into our conversation.
"That's great! I never get to see you as much now that I am dancing. I grabbed a couple of pizzas to feed the guys. Nailz, Jersey, and Thrash are here by the way. The boys are hungry so I thought I'd feed them. V and I are fighting so it’d be great if you'd come by and save me. He caught me dancing."
"I knew dancing was a bad idea but I won't say I told you so. Oh... Nailz is there? Well, I guess I can put up that moron for a couple hours. I’ll be right there!"
I laughed, knowing Jo was probably very pleased Nailz was here. I bet she’d show up with full make-up on and decked out in her tightest clothes. I knew she liked him a whole lot more than she was letting on.
Smiling to myself, I walked back to the cabin.
When I got there I saw Hunter telling V he had a message to call someone right away. They both left looking serious and I decided we needed to get a phone for ourselves as soon as possible. We needed it for important calls and it sucked walking back and forth to the Lodge. Plus I had to keep all my change for the phone in a jar.
Thrash sat down next to me. "Kima, don't let my brother stop you from dancing. He’s really jealous, but you need to do what makes you happy. Just be smart and stay down here and dance. Tell V you won't go up by Ocean Cove or North Jersey. The club isn't in this area so you’re pretty safe as long as you stay away from bikers."
I could have hugged Thrash but Jo pulled up and hurried over to us.
Both Nailz and Jersey stood up to greet her.
"What the hell is up with those two and your friend?" Thrash asked.
"I don't have any idea," I responded, pushing my hair back.
And I really didn't.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
Everyone had a great time but me - I was too busy waiting for V to have it out with me.
I wished Jo was staying in the loft but she decided to go bar hopping with Thrash, Jersey, and Nailz.
As I’d predicted, she had come dressed to the nines and even had her biker boots on, the ones from the night of the fight. She’d taken extra care with her make-up and, knowing Jo, she had probably gone over the speed limit, racing to get here.
Hunter had a cabin open and the guys planned to crash there. The whole Lodge was reserved for Thorn's party. I suppose I was happy she was getting out and not under her parent's thumb as much. She said she told them she was staying with me.
The Parker's knew I moved out, but I doubted they knew I was living in sin with a hardcore, one percent biker.
My family was trying hard to keep up appearances. Who knows how they explained where I was. I made sure to stay out of Beach View. So far, I didn't think they knew I was dancing. Damn. I hoped my dad didn't ever come into the Drop Inn. I think he’d have a heart attack on the spot. Thrash was right - I should dance more in southern New Jersey. I made a mental note to ask Elena about gogo bars down there. Elena danced in Delaware and Maryland sometimes and maybe I could go with her. I was sure there were plenty of gogo bars I didn't even know of.
V wasn't winning this. I loved him, but I also knew I needed to support myself.
There was a very good chance he could cheat on me and, if he did, we were done. Or he could be killed, which I hated to think about.
I didn't believe the club was a family and I would be taken care of. I had seen enough to figure out some brother would just ask me to be his old lady and I wasn't interested. Fuck supporting some lazy biker!
I liked some of the men but not all of them - many of them scared the shit out of me. Others just seemed to live off of women. There was a variety of women that did a whole lot of different things and the men seemed fine with letting women support them.
Since my fight, I got along with the old ladies somewhat and the sluts were scared of me. I had worn a necklace with a fake eyeball hanging off of it the last time we’d gone to the club. It was really a glass eye Hunter made into a necklace for me which Elena and I had planned out.
I still hadn't seen Pam or that skank, Roxy, but the other sluts got my message. Learning Elena's strut was a very good thing too. It gave the impression I was confident and fearless.
If I was the VP's old lady, then I was going to get the respect I deserved. When I was there I strutted around that clubhouse like I owned it. Flop, who was president, didn't have an old lady, so I figured I had the upper hand as of now. When he got back, that would probably change.
I’d heard quite a bit about Flop and I already I disliked him.
Not that V had told me shit. The other old ladies had filled my ears about the president and were scared of him. They were also afraid of this other guy named Rabid. I pretended I knew what the hell they were talking about but, in reality, I didn't have a clue. Quite frankly, I didn't care.
I loved the brothers V was close to and they were becoming my friends. The same went for Hunter and his brothers. And, of course, there was Thorn.
He was coming back this weekend and I couldn't wait to see him. That was another reason Hunter had given the cabin to the guys. It was his big party.
I was so tired of waiting up to talk to V. He was still talking to Hunter and he hadn't come back to the cabin.
Screw this! I was laying my head down and going to sleep.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
I woke to V shaking me awake.
Damn it!
He started to shout, "Kima. KIMA! Wake up! Did you think I'd forget about today?"
"Leave me alone, V! You had hours to talk to me and I’m tired," I replied sleepily and started to drift off again.
He pinched my nipple hard and I woke up, pissed off.
"Well, go ahead. I'm awake now!" I snapped.
V looked at me, his eyes hard. "I said no dancing, didn't I?"
I tossed back, "No! You asked why I’d want dirty old men looking at me. You never wanted to talk to me about dancing, Veiko!"
"I don't want any of those scumbags looking at my old lady when she’s almost naked, Kima!" he retorted angrily.
He was unreal! I wore less swimming.
"Fine, V... you don't want me to dance? I’ll stop taking the pill and we can have a baby because I refuse to sit and do nothing all day while you work and do whatever it is you do when you aren't here!"
I was pouting now. I don't know where that came from but things tended to slip from my lips without me thinking.
"You want a baby, Kima? Don't you think you need to grow up more first?"
How dare he!
"Yup! I want a baby and twins run in my family. So I hope we have twins. If you won't let me grow up, then I may as well have babies to play with!"
I turned my back to him. Screw Veiko Finn! I fell right back to sleep.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
V stormed out of the cabin.
He heard the bikes roar in and even that hadn't woke Kima up.
He wandered over to see who was awake. Looking through the window, he saw Jo asleep on the sofa while Nailz was passed out on the floor next to her. V thought he was more than likely guarding her from Jersey who was probably sleeping in the loft. Jersey would have to go through Nailz first if screwing Jo was on his mind.
He saw Thrash sitting at the table, smoking a joint.
Thrash saw V come to the door and motioned him to wait outside. He got up and came out. "What's up little bro?"
V replied, "Thrash, my head is all fucked up now."
"Trouble with the old lady?" Thrash asked, sucking in a toke .
V muttered, "I told her no dancing and now she wants a baby. Twins, in fact."
"Shit, Veiko! Mama would love that. I think it’s great. It would be nice to have some babies around. You should keep Kima barefoot and pregnant."
V looked in horror at Thrash. "You think I’m ready to have kids? Hell no! I've never given it a thought. And don't be telling mama any of this shit."
Thrash just smirked as V continued his rant, "Kima says she’s either gonna dance or have babies. My mind is so messed up right now! With all this club shit going on, it's going to drive me crazy! Fuck! Pass me that joint."
The brothers smoked the joint and sat bullshitting for awhile. Every once in awhile V would say twins and Thrash would laugh madly.
"V, I'm going to bed. Why don't you go home and start making babies with Kima or simply let her dance? Just tell her to stay outta' Ocean Cove and dance in South Jersey and no biker bars."
V thought about it.
Thrash continued, "V, babies aren't such a bad idea, either. Kima’s a keeper - at least I think so. She kinda' reminds me of a bird. She'll fly away if you try and clip her wings. Do you want to lose her?"
V stared at Thrash in alarm. "Hell no! I love Kima. One day I see us married with kids... just, not yet."
Thrash hugged his little brother. "Better think long and hard then, V, and come up with the right answers for the both of you. Go home and sleep on it."
V stumbled back to the cabin and undressed. He looked down at Kima, scared he’d lose her.
He got into bed and she snuggled up to him. "I missed you V, love you forever," she sleepily whispered.
He wrapped his arms around her deep in thought. It took V a long time to fall asleep and when he did he had dreams of Kima holding babies that looked like them.
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I woke up remembering telling V that I wanted babies. I did want children someday but not yet. However, I’d play the baby card if I had to. V would let me dance - I was sure of it.
I was laying there deep in thought when I felt a hand snake down and cup my ass cheek.
V murmured in my ear, "Nice ass, Brandy."
Did he just say that? The urge to smack him was strong, but I held back.
"No touching, buddy. I’m only for looking. I got a big, mean ass biker who claimed me as his. He will stomp you silly and I love him so much," I teased.
"Smart answer, Babe. Now this big, mean ass biker wants to give you a hard, fast fuck. Our friends will be over soon. You'll need a shower after I fuck you. So get up and bend your sweet ass over the bed."
I was still a little pissed at him but also wanted to kiss and make up. He had to understand the dancing was important to me. He was certainly in a better mood then he was last night. So I slowly slid out of bed. In one motion, I shrugged out of his tee shirt. I turned around and bent myself over the bed. I rested my arms on it, raising my ass up high. I knew V loved fucking me hard from behind.
"Do I get foreplay?" I begged as I wiggled my ass at him.
V growled, his voice low and husky. He reached around and tweaked my nipples hard then slipped a hand down to my clit, rubbing it softly in circles. He kept his other hand at my breast, using his fingers to roll my nipple. He was making me so slick and wet that I couldn't stop the moan that came out of my mouth. Then he moved his hand from my clit to guide his cock into my pussy. I gasped as he filled me completely. His hand went back to stroking my clit as he pounded in and out of me.
"Fuck, I love the feel of you," he groaned in my ear.
Over and over he went on fucking me, playing with my clit. I used the muscles in my pussy to squeeze his cock. I tightened and loosened and tightened again. It was driving him crazy.
We were both moaning, panting hard, and I was almost there. The heat of his body and his balls slapping against me was mind blowing. I wanted us to climax together but he wasn't ready yet. I could hear voices vaguely in the background.
Damn it! "V, Fuck me harder! Get me off," I moaned.
He increased his pace, pounding into me as hard as he could. He was so deep inside of me it almost hurt, but I loved the mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Now babe! Come for me!"
He moaned my name with his release. I gasped as I let myself go, feeling wave after wave of tremors ripple through my body. I felt hot streams of his cum pulse into me as he continued to pump until he was empty. After we finished, we both collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty heap.
V looked at me and laughed softly, then placed a sweet kiss on my lips. "Kima, I love you. You’re mine. They can look, but no one touches what’s mine. Got it?"
I knew right then that V was okay with me dancing and was basically giving me his blessing. I smiled at him and gave him a long slow kiss.
It was much later that we decided to take a shower together and let our guests make their own coffee. I did promise V I would only dance in South Jersey and never in any biker bars. And I kept my word.
~☠ ☠ ☠ CHAPTER 19 ☠ ☠ ☠~
Thorn was now a patched member of Bound for Hell MC. He rode up alone from Delaware. He was done prospecting with the Delaware chapter and changed over to the central Jersey club. While he was in Jersey, he'd live at his dad's Lodge. Hunter needed him and someday it would be Thorn's.
Thorn was close to many of the guys in Central Jersey. For that reason, it had been better that he did his prospecting in Delaware. He got no favors or passes from the bros' while he was there. Plus, Thorn needed some time to put an end to the relationship he had with his mother.
Most of the time his mother was drunk or high and Thorn had no love for her. After all these years, all she ever did was bitch about Elena. It was Elena and his father that had raised him. Hell...most people thought that Thorn was Elena's son.
He was half Indian on his mother's side. Thorn guessed that ol' Hunter had a thing for native women even way back when. Like Elena, he was tall, dark, had long black hair and golden eyes. But you could tell, he definitely was his father's son as well. Thorn inherited his dad's tracker skills and loved to shoot and hunt.
Thorn was glad to be going home. He wasn't quite sure why Elena was so upset about Kima and she wouldn't tell him on the phone. Thorn loved Kima and thought that one day, she might be the one he’d settle down with.
As for her brother, Jack, they were not on the same page anymore. It was sad because they’d grown up like brothers. Hunter had wanted Jack to prospect with him, but he wasn't interested. Jack danced to his own tune, It wasn't as if he didn't own a Harley - Jack owned a few of them and cars. Unlike Thorn, his father wasn't a biker and he grew up surrounded in wealth. Mr. Regan was more like a crooked asshole with money.
Thorn slowed down on the road into the Lodge and looked all around. The familiar scent of the bay filled the air. The trees were a green sky over his head and he breathed in the aroma of pine and honeysuckle. There was no place like home.
He knew Elena would be throwing a party for him. That was no surprise as she loved parties. A picnic with Kima would have been fine for him but he wouldn't let Elena know that. Her feelings would be hurt.
Last time he’d seen Kima, she’d been riding Sugar naked through Beach View. That body... Damn! Yeah, now that Kima was older, she’d be perfect for him.
He rolled into the lot and the party was already going strong. Both Bound for Hell and Unlawf
ul MC were there. Elena spotted him and came running into his arms. As usual she was beautiful and excited to see him. He swung her around, laughing.
Thorn wondered where the hell was Kima was. She was always Elena's shadow. He saw Jo talking to Nailz. He figured Kima must be out riding her horse.
"Elena, where’s Sugar? Here or the barn?"
Elena looked at him with a frown. "Nobody told you Sugar was sold?"
Letting go of Elena, Thorn immediately thought of Kima. "Fuck, where the hell is Kima?"
He felt a tug on his shirt from behind and there she was. Kima, standing there with her blonde hair and hazel eyes, looking no longer like the teenager he’d left behind. This Kima was all woman and, yeah, she was the one for him, no doubt in his mind. He grabbed her up, kissed her, and swung her around like he’d always done. She did her scream she was famous for.
Thorn saw his dad motioning for him to come over. He set Kima down and it was then that he noticed Veiko heading toward him. Kima planted herself in front of Thorn.
"What the fuck?" Veiko snarled at him.
Ever fearless, Kima seemed ready to go toe-to-toe to defend Thorn. She spoke calmly to the big biker. "V, Thorn is like a brother to me."
A brother? That’s what she thought? Thorn would be changing that!
Kima smiled, "Thorn, this is my old man, Veiko."
Thorn was felt his stomach drop, disappointed, but recovered and smiled. Hell! He didn't have a chance with Kima - she was with his Vice President. "Yeah, Kima, we know each other. Hey V. Great to be back; how's it going?"
V was relaxing slightly, "Thorn, you had no trouble riding in?"
"Nah, it was an easy ride." Motherfucker! Now he’d be on bad terms with his new VP if he thought he was after Kima.
V put his arm around Kima. "Thorn, I've heard stories about you. Good to have you back, bro," V slapped his back hard.
They were brothers but he didn't feel too much brotherly love toward Veiko now. Kima looked like she was happy. He was sure his father would fill him in later. Giving them both a smile, he went over to see his dad.
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