Rain Falls: MC Romance (Lady Riders Book 1)

by Harley McRide

  The others were listening intently, Rain was afraid to look at Shady because the next part was where it was going to get dicey.

  “I buried my head in the sand and just went about my life, hoping Zane wasn’t the monster I perceived him to be. Hoping he was telling the truth, all because I didn’t want to give up my lifestyle. Then it all came crashing down around me when I came home again and this time there was another man there and another woman. However, this time I listened and didn’t barge in. I listened to the whole disgusting transaction. The girl was only eighteen, barely legal, the man Zane was talking to said she was too old. I almost threw up, but he said he would take her so she could look after the younger ones. Zane laughed and said he was getting a shipment of the younger sort in a few weeks. I threw open the door and took pictures of the man, the girl, and Zane, yelled at them I was turning them in, screamed I was going to the police,” Rain said through her tears.

  “What did he do?” Freedom asked softly and Rain turned to her and tried to talk. At least she knew Free might understand a little, after all, her father had put her in a bad position as well.

  “Beat the shit outta me, broke my nose and five ribs, punctured a lung, and broke my arm, then told me to mind my own business or I would end up on the next auction block, then walked out the door and left me laying on the floor. I called my mom, she didn’t answer. I called my sister, she said she was too busy. I had no one else, so I called my father and he came and got me. Took me to the hospital, arranged for plastic surgery and for me to disappear, all without question,” Rain said.

  Freedom nodded. “Honey, I am not quite sure why you would think we would look at you different because of this. I mean, so you were rich and spoiled, shit happens, and that is not who you are now.”

  She heard the others murmur in agreement and then she dealt the final killing blow, the one she knew was going to change their minds.

  “The last day I walked in, when he beat me. He was meeting with Reyes Sr., I have the picture still in a lock box, Zane didn’t get my phone, I fell on it and he was too pissed from chasing me. I knew what he was doing, I knew right when you said the man’s name, my father had identified him but couldn’t touch him because he wasn’t in the US,” Rain said quietly and took a deep breath. “My father is General Rick Tang.”

  The silence in the room was palatable. She turned to see the look on Shady’s face; there was no expression, nothing. Fuck.

  Chapter Three

  Shady stood and Rain flinched a little. Her leader, friend, older sister said nothing to her. Instead, she turned and walked into one of the bathrooms and they heard her vomiting. Fuck, not good.

  Harmony was silent as were the others, only Freedom reached out, clutched her hand, and gave her support. Yeah, one out of five sucked big time. She really hated that Free was going to be put in the middle. She knew her, Free would stand against all of them if she thought it was right. The others pretty much held a grudge.

  Finally, Shady walked back into the room and put her hands on her hips. “I get why you didn’t tell us about your past when you came here. I can even understand why you didn’t tell us right off the bat when you heard Reyes’s name, but Rain, what the fuck? Why would you wait until all this shit was over to tell us this crap? We could have planned better, maybe taken them all down, maybe saved more women and young girls. FUCK!” Shady screamed loudly. “Even when we found out about my shit, everyone understood, why the fuck were you holding this shit in, everyone would have understood. Now you put us in a shit position, we have to go to the guys and tell them this shit, give them something new to fucking worry about because now we have yet another fucking drama in our midst.”

  “I didn’t tell you because I expected you to do something about it, Shady. I told you because I wanted to be honest with you. No one knows where I am, my cover is clear,” Rain said calmly but feeling like her heart was being torn out of her chest, she hated to let her family down.

  “Do you think that matters? So was mine! Did you ever stop to think about the others that your husband sold, did you think of the families, you know, like my daughter? Rememebr her, was she one your husband was involved in selling? Do you even know?” Shady yelled and Rain cringed. She didn’t, and she also knew this was why Shady was going to be so pissed at her.

  “Shay,” Harmony said quietly.

  “No,” Shady said. “Not right now, I need to think,” their leader said, turned, and left the room. Rain lifted her chin and even with the tears streaming down her face she walked out with her head up. No matter what happened to her, she wasn’t going to ever be that woman again. She had come too far, if they asked her to leave it was fine, she would go, but she would not beg to anyone. She fucked up, she knew it, and she was paying for it. She needed to talk to Kink, as she walked down the stairs she pulled out her keys and didn’t look at anyone as she left the compound again.

  Knight bent over the man’s back and continued his tattoo. Charro was a Savage but a Nomad just like him. They had a lot in common and they had run into each other plenty of times on the road and in town. In fact, all of his tats, Knight had done. Even though they were from different clubs, they had partied together and they had formed a friendship.

  Now that the clubs were joining, it made their relationship better. They were brothers now.

  “So, any women over there that are hot?” Knight asked. He knew who he preferred, and couldn’t get out of his head.

  “Hell yeah, all of ‘em, bro. There isn’t but a couple that would be up for your fast fuck though. Most of those bitches you’ll need more than once to get out of your system.”

  “What the hell you sayin’? I couldn’t get the job done in one go?” Knight grumbled on the defense. His head was fucked up with the blond haired, blue eyed bitch who he just couldn’t stop thinking about.

  Charro laughed, “You don’t know bitches like these. They’ll have you eating their pussy and thanking them after.”

  “Fuck. I gotta tell ya, I do know a chick like that and I am trying hard to forget her. I just need an itch scratched, you know?” The bell over the door chimed and Knight turned to glance over the partition wall. The top of Rain’s head bobbed back toward Kink’s room and he jerked. They heard Rain’s voice, and Knight bit back a string of cuss words. Fuckin’ A, he just couldn’t catch a fucking break with that chick, she was going to be the death of him.

  “There’s a fine piece of ass right there,” Charro laughed. “That one’s gonna take more than one guy to break her, and even then I’m not sure there’s enough rope to keep her wild ass tied.” At hearing Charro’s words, Knight tensed. A twinge of jealousy shot through him, but the idea of having her hot little body stuffed with cock so full it turned her bitching into moans, made him adjust his dick.

  “Yeah, not sure you wanna go there, dude,” Knight laughed.

  “Oh yeah? Why is that?” Charro asked curiously.

  “Been there done that and the chain that attaches with that pussy is strong,” Knight grimaced.

  Charro looked at him closely and then turned back and looked at the wall thinking. It was almost like he could see Rain through the barrier and was assessing what he thought.

  “You know, some chicks just need a firm hand.” Charro grinned. “Or maybe four firm hands.”

  Knight snorted and then dipped the needle in ink and went back down to do another section of line work when they heard voices. It was Rain talking to Kink, and his machine stopped buzzing. Charro didn’t seem to mind, being as he was straining to hear the conversation just as much as Knight was. So they stilled and eavesdropped.

  Rain found Kink alone, he was between customers and she figured it was now or never. He’d greeted her with a hug like normal, and even though she knew good damn and well he knew what she had to say wasn’t gonna be good, he didn’t push. So she fell into the same song and dance she’d revealed for the girls, including their conversation and leaving off with the fact she may or may not be hanging ar
ound much longer, by the decision of the Ladies of course. Also she left out the part about her father, Kink would know who he was immediately. Rain felt lost and hoped Kink would understand, she needed someone now.

  Kink had remained silent, letting her go through the entire story before he commented. The look on her face and her defensive posture meant she expected him to have the same fucked up reaction as Shady. Shady…well was Shady. She was a bitch. Her temper flared before any emotion could register. It was a built in mechanism to protect herself, which she’d learned at an early age. He could see the reason for Shady’s reaction, but didn’t necessarily agree with it. They all came from shit, and all of them made shit poor decisions on how to handle them. Hell, he’d had his own shitstorm they’d all stepped in to clean up. That’s what the club did—it had your back no matter what. If someone got in trouble, the others dealt. That was one lesson the Ladies would need to learn, and learn quick—of course, the Warriors all needed to be in agreement as well. It was gonna be like walking a minefield with this situation, after everything that happened over the last few months, everyone was running on emotions and not thinking logically all the time. “Get your shit. You’re stayin’ here,” he snapped, knowing he was going to need to go and talk to Creed and Fork before this got outta hand.

  Rain looked at him with a funky expression, and waited for him to elaborate. He didn’t. So when irritation clouded his features, she felt her own temper flaring. “What the hell do you mean I’m staying here?” She had no desire to be here, if they were going to ask her to leave, she needed to get the fuck out. Rain already had a few ideas about where she was going to go.

  “I mean, until we can figure this shit out and get things situated, pack your fuckin’ bag and get your ass back to the backroom. I’ve put a bed and TV back there. There’s a full bathroom with a shower. We need a meeting. Then, we need to discuss a few club fundamentals with your Ladies. Plus, I need to talk to the guys about this shit, regardless of what you think, we will deal with this shit. Muther fucker does not mess with one of ours, don’t care when it fucking happened.” He sounded pissed, and she dreaded having to pack up and leave them all behind, but listening to him, that was what she was gonna have to do. This was the closest thing to belonging she’d ever felt, and while she appreciated Kink’s anger for her, she wasn’t going to set herself up to be kicked out. She didn’t quite understand why, if he was ready to send her packing, did he want her here?

  “Don’t bother. I’ll hit the road tonight,” she said finally, she needed to do it now, before they got in too deep. This would be a mess considering how well known her family was.

  He stared, his face hard and unreadable, she hated it when she couldn’t read his face. Finally, he spoke low, “Get your shit for a few days and be back here by midnight.” She shook her head, but he caught her by the arm. “Don’t make me find your ass, Rain. This shit…” he waved his hand around, “ain’t shit you are gonna fuck around with alone. Damn sure ain’t gonna leave here until we figure out what to do.” She opened her mouth to argue but he stared her down. “You’ve been through hell. No one’s gonna blame you for keeping a lid on it, and if they do, I will sort them out. Now, GO GET YOUR SHIT.” She stood, staring, until he arched an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. Rain wasn’t one to take ‘shit’ off of anyone, but given he’d stood up for her and chewed her ass all at the same time, she couldn’t argue. So she nodded and turned to leave. When she rounded the corner she saw both Charro and Knight staring at her. She may be pushing her luck, but she couldn’t help it. Her nerves were raw, and she was not in the mood to have another sparing match.

  “Now you’ve got something on me, muther fucker. Live it up.” With that, she stormed out and peeled rubber out of the parking lot. It wasn’t until the last glimpse of her taillight out the window front faded that Charro spoke up.

  “What the fuck?”

  “Dammit. She’s trouble, but I gotta say even though I fucking hate to admit it, she is the good kind of trouble. I’ve always known it. Case in point, that bullshit we just heard, she is gonna need us at her back.” Knight went back to tattooing, his attitude worse than normal. It pissed him off knowing Rain would never have thought to confide in him.

  “Yeah. Seems to me she’s the right kind of trouble. Damn that ass…” Charro said and Knight paused for a second, an idea was beginning to form but Charro just didn’t know yet.

  “Pain in the ass. Fuckin’ huge. We need to cut her loose before she brings this shitstorm down on us.” Knight saw Kink walk up.

  “What the fuck? She fucked up, but seriously are you going to sit there telling me you haven’t ever fucked up? Gotta get her the fuck out, and figure out what the hell we’re gonna do about this shit. The chick before was a selfish bitch, she admitted it, but that isn’t who she is now. You and I both know it. The others, yeah, we may need to do some convincing ‘cause the crap we have been dealing with is fresh,” Kink said and looked at the ceiling. “Some of the guys don’t even want the Lady Riders to even exist, they are just humoring them, but I have seen them in action, all of them, and they are mean as fuck and can handle a lot of crap,” Kink said to the two men and both were silent trying to think about what they’d just heard.

  Knight wasn’t sure how the fuck he felt, Rain was a pain in the ass, but Charro was right, he could feel it, one man wasn’t going to handle her alone. To be truthful, he didn’t want to, he had already come to terms with the fact he liked ménages, but had never found anyone he would be willing to share a woman with. But as he sat and thought about it, Charro was a man he trusted, someone he knew would always have his back, he had proved it. They just needed to see if they could deal with it, and it wasn’t a conversation to have with him in front of Kink.

  “Don’t you think that’s a little hard? You told her it wasn’t her fault,” Charro, the pathetic bastard, spoke. Knight shook his head but continued shading in the skull on Charro’s forearm.

  “She was a spoiled rich bitch, but she kept that shit from the club, it could go either way, man. Got herself in a bind, and instead of trusting us to help her, she kept quiet, the guys won’t be happy with that shit. Hell, it’s a wonder Shady didn’t slit her throat right there and then today. She’s gone from the clubhouse until we can figure this shit out. Knight, since you are here and decided to stay, you need to know she will be here too. If that is going to be a problem, man, tell me now. If not, I need your help.”

  “Hold up, that shit goes to vote, Kink.” Knight had stopped, and for some reason spoke up, “We are going to have to move real fast to get that stopped.”

  “Yeah, I know, that is why I need your ass to step up. Jesus, do you think you can think with your big head and not your little one for three seconds?” Kink’s pissy attitude had Knight and Charro bowing up. Charro was pissed too about the whole situation and Kink didn’t have the energy or time to wonder why.

  “Fuck this, when you make up your mind let me the fuck know.” Kink took off to the back, mumbling and cussing. He didn’t want her tossed out, shit it was gonna suck going in by himself with this shit. The Ladies should have her back, by the sounds of it though they didn’t. As fucked up as it was, it was a test to see how they’d handle the hierarchy of managing a club, the guys would be watching. If they united and stood for her, then maybe they had their shit together. If not, their club would be the next to be sent packing. He knew Creed and Fork, they would use this as a test, hell, they might even seriously want Rain out, but either way, he was going to do his best to make sure that didn’t happen.

  “Fuck, not my business, man, but that is some fucked up bullshit. Her hot ass aside, dammit would be cold for the club to turn their backs. Not sure I am liking what that says about the Warriors, since we are joined now, think that means I have a say in this shit too, I may be making a few calls.” Charro shifted in his chair, pulling out his pack of smokes and lit up. “Fuckin’ bullshit.”

  “Are you fucking kidding me
? You know how this shit works,” Knight said.

  “Yeah, I do, I also know she is unclaimed, which means she is at the mercy of the club, if she was an ol’ lady, she would have more pull with the Warriors. With the chicks, that is fucked up, I don’t know what the fuck to think about that, hadn’t had a chance to hear about it other than a few bits here and there, but I know Abi and the others from the Savages will back her,” Charro said.

  Knight looked at Charro and the thought he really hadn’t wanted to address yet suddenly came to the forefront. “You know when we shared that chick in New Mexico?”

  “Yeah,” Charro snorted. “That was one awesome fucking night, the bitch screamed our names so many times she was hoarse the next morning.”

  “Have you ever thought about claiming a woman with a partner?” Knight said.

  “What, you mean like sharing an ol’ lady?” Charro said seriously.

  “Yeah, man, I mean we were Nomads, don’t think the itch for traveling is gonna just go away. But finding bitches in every city has begun to get old; I came back here to settle a little, be a part of the club. But damn, you and I know that shit gets old real fast. Are you planning on settling as well?” Knight asked and Charro smiled at him.

  “Aww, man, you asking me to go steady?” Charro laughed.

  “Fuck you,” Knight chuckled, this is what he was talking about. Charro and him were always on the same wavelength.

  “Seriously, man, never thought about it, but yeah, would feel comfortable with you. And Rain? Shit, from the moment I saw her I have been planning to tap that shit. Keeping her chained to my bed, yeah, I can see that,” Charro said.

  “Brother, taming her is gonna be a huge fucking task. You have no idea what a serious bitch she can be. Fights me on everything, the only time she doesn’t argue is when she has my cock in her mouth, and then I am scared half the time she is gonna bite it off,” Knight laughed. “But she would make a good ol’ lady, she knows the score, and she has been here a long time. But no messing around, man, if we do this we have to commit, cause no shit, I am not gonna get my dick chopped off in the middle of the fucking night because we cheated.”