“Yeah?” she breaths.
“Every single night, I’m gonna fuck you, like a goddamn train hit ya.” I thrust into her core, biting her shoulder until she screams in pleasure. “Then I’m gonna eat that sweet pussy of yours, ‘til you ain’t walking no more.”
“Oh God!” she shudders out, as she starts throbbing, squeezing me tightly, and telling me she’s coming like crazy right now.
“And then I’mma love you, for the rest of my fuckin’ life,” I finish, winded and sated as I find my own release, my come exploding like a goddamn rocket ship finally taking off. I don’t think I’ve ever come that much in my entire life.
I pepper kisses all over her back, eventually resting my forehead on her shoulder to recoup and catch my breath.
“That was amazing!” she bursts outs, giggling a little and I chuckle at how cute she sounds. She acts like I just hung the moon or something.
“Damn straight. You good? I didn’t hurt you?”
“No, it was exactly what I wanted; I just didn’t know it.”
“So I can shower and we can lie down now?”
“Yep, and we can do it again later, too, if you want.” She raises her eyebrows suggestively.
“Oh can we?” I chuckle and pull away from her.
She turns around; her cheeks flushed a beautiful rosy color, her hair wild. “Well, if you want.” She shrugs and I smile, pecking her tenderly on her mouth.
“I want, baby, all day, every day. Trust me, I don’t ever get enough of you.”
“I’m going to be spoiled.” Her eyes grow wild with excitement and I nod. Damn right she’s gonna be spoiled, just like she fucking deserves. I’ve spent too much time fighting my feelings for her, and after the club getting threatened and me thinking of her hurt or upset, I can’t possibly move on without her.
I thought going Nomad would be the best for me, her, and the club, but I’m a fuckin’ idiot. I think the best option is protecting her and cherishing her. I never thought I’d meet another woman that I could love like I did Marissa. But, this is different though. That was young love; we got together when we were babies practically and grew up together.
Sadie gives me a new kind of love and hope for the future. This time I won’t be missing out on a life by devoting all of my time to the military. She deserves to have someone she can count on and I’m vowing to be that man. I’m going to hunt this Ghost fucker down, slit his throat, and demolish their club; that way she never has to worry about them again.
I’ve got Avery and Cupcake getting the baby shower together for Sunshine that she doesn’t know anything about; the only thing left is getting her a place big enough for us and the boy to live in. I also gotta figure out what the fuck to do about my dreams and the voices, ‘cause I won’t put her in any danger.
“So what are you going to do about Ghost then?” she asks as she comes out of the bathroom.
“Well, Ares is gonna tell Prez ‘bout what all went down and see what he thinks. We’ll come up with a plan and most likely pay Ghost and his buddies a visit. You don’t gotta worry ‘bout that right now though, it’ll be at least a week so we can pull resources and get shit situated.”
“Oh good, I get to spend some time with you this week then?” She lies down on the bed beside me.
“Yup, when I’m not handlin’ club shit, I’m all yours, for as much as you’ll put up with,” I mumble.
She lets loose a big yawn and I follow suit, pulling her body into mine to hold her close. Laying my hand securely on her belly, the little one kicks, and I make a promise to myself to always take care of him as well.
Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs; the ones who accept you for who you are. The ones who would do anything to see you smile and who love you no matter what.
-www.spirituallythinking.blogspot.com
Two and a half weeks later…
I’m taken by surprise as Twist and I walk through the club’s door, coming back from another doctor’s check-up. I think I like Dr. Marsh more each time we go in.
The bar’s festively decorated in bright orange, black, and Harley Davidson stuff, with a big banner that reads ‘It’s A Boy!’
“Surprise!” Avery yells once Twist closes the door and the brothers all whistle and cheer.
“This is for me?” I stammer and she nods, smiling hugely.
Twist pulls me close, whispering in my ear, “I hope you’re happy, Sunshine; I wanted you to be excited an’ get cool shit for the kid. You’re a part of us now, Sadie.”
Turning in his strong arms, I rest both hands on each of his cheeks. He’s gained a little weight and it looks really good on him, even if it’s just a few pounds. Clearing my throat and swallowing back my tears, “You did this for me?” I ask quietly.
“I just asked the girls if they wanted to plan it and then they sorta took over. You happy?”
“I’m more than happy. I’m thrilled!” I say loudly and plant a scorching kiss on his lips in front of everyone. I can hear my brother grumbling, but I ignore him, showing my man just how much I appreciate him thinking of me. I can’t believe he came up with this idea on his own; I’m so lucky to have him.
Pulling away slowly, I whisper against his mouth, “Thank you so much.”
He pecks my lips. “No problem, babe.” Then steps back a pace so I can face the group again.
“Thank you everyone, this is so amazing,” I happily convey wearing a large smile.
Silas comes up to me, hugging me to him tightly. “You deserve much more, Sadie, but hopefully this will get you started on what you need for little man.”
“I love you, Silas.”
“Aw, I love you, too, sister,” he mutters, letting me go.
London approaches me, with a small smile. “I have a boy you know, so I tried to think of everything you might need, and if you can use anything of Jameson’s that he’s too big for, you’re welcome to it all.”
“Thank you, London. This is great, I really appreciate it.”
“It’s no problem. I kind of like having an excuse to decorate this place without having the guys complain. I think the only other time they won’t mind is for Christmas,” she grins, her expression full of mischief. It’s refreshing to see her relaxed, not uptight about stuff going on with the club.
Avery comes over next, hugging me, “We’re so excited to have a nephew!”
“Thank you for this, Avery. You did an awesome job.”
“It wasn’t just me. It was mostly London and then the guys giving us money.” She giggles and I smile gratefully to London again.
“So are you hungry or anything?” Avery asks excitedly.
“Umm maybe a little bit. Twist wouldn’t stop to get my sundae, so I’m thinking I know why now.” I laugh and she nods. She takes my hand and leads me over to a six-foot rectangle table set up off to the side.
There’s a large cake decorated to match the theme and one of the prospects brings over a tub of ice cream with fresh cut fruit. Of course there are chicken wings, chips, and mini sandwiches for the guys, but all I can see is chocolate cake and homemade strawberry sundae in my near future.
“Can we eat?” I request suddenly and everyone chuckles.
“Yes, definitely. We were just waiting on y’all to get here so we can dig in too.”
London goes on to explain that there’s a little baby inside the cake, kind of like a King cake you eat at Mardi Gras and some of the brothers wig out about it. Twist takes a huge piece so we can share it and I load up on ice cream and fruit. The brothers jovially dig into all the other food and everyone happily eats, joking and celebrating.
Once the majority is finished and had some dessert, London and Avery make us play games, and the best part is these big bad bikers take turns playing one or the other. I never imagined Cain would win at a Marshmallow eating contest, or Smiles would guess the right amount of toilet paper sheets it would take to wrap around my belly. He claims it’s because of his m
ap and distance reading skills, but the guys claim it’s because Smiles is full of shit, so of course he’s going to know about toilet paper.
The girls did really good on winners’ stuff; for prizes they gave out shot glasses and new riding gloves. The guys were pleasantly surprised, and by the last game, nearly all of them were playing to see what cool prize would be won. I couldn’t have had a better party if I were surrounded by women covered in pastel. I had so much fun and laughed until my stomach and ribs ached.
I never felt like a part of the club; but today, it was like I belonged. Everyone was friendly and made the party completely about me. I ended the evening by handing out hugs to everyone while Twist followed me around, growling and cussing at each guy that would wrap their arms around me.
I’ll never forget it and I can finally understand why Avery told me to give London a shot. Today I saw a completely different side to the MC world, and I’m happy to be a part of it.
***
I plop down on the bed, pulling Twist with me. “Thank you for today. I had no idea about it and had an absolutely amazing time.”
“Good, you deserve so much more, but we tried.”
“Are you kidding me? I had the best day today! I couldn’t imagine a better party no matter how hard I could try. Seeing Cain attempt to shovel marshmallows in his mouth with a spatula was hilarious; I’ll never forget that for the rest of my life! When he picked his head up and looked like a chipmunk, then London laughing hysterically, it was just amazing. I loved today.”
“Yeah, you’re not pissed ‘bout the strawberry sundae and me getting you back right away? You’ve probably gotten used to me taking you on a little drive when we go to your appointments.”
“Not one bit. The chocolate cake more than made up for it; I hope there’s a piece left over for tomorrow,” I smile, and he chuckles.
“You got some good gifts, huh? Stuff on your list, right?”
“Crib, car seat, baby bath, blankets, onesies, baby biker boots, and a leather jacket. I have everything I need now.”
“Yeah I figured we’d get that too. Cain’s kid, Jameson, has the boots and leather jacket so I was expectin’ London to get the next club kid a set. We’ll have to get him a little cut made to have the whole set.”
“Club kid?”
“Yeah, you know, like the kids born into the club?”
“But I’m not in the club, just Silas; I didn’t think it would count.”
“And me, babe. I’m in the club and y’all are with me, yeah?” He asks seriously and I swallow, excited and nervous all at once at his words.
“Yes, Twist, we’re with you.” I answer ‘we’, since he’s been suggesting repeatedly that the baby is a part of everything also. I’m so glad he knows that we’re a package deal.
“I been thinkin’.”
“Okay.” I answer, swallowing, a little worried at what he’s been pondering.
“Well, you oughta give the kid my last name.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal.
“Really? Why not mine?” I’m floored at his suggestion. I never in a million years would have thought those words would come from his mouth.
“A few reasons. First off, ‘cause you gonna be my ol’ lady, hmm? And then maybe my wife someday? We gonna be together that long an’ all, I don’t want that kid growin’ up, thinkin’ he ain’t mine. And also if for some reason I don’t get the chance to kill Ghost, he won’t be able to find y’all by name if he tries someday.”
“Oh. Wow. I umm wasn’t expecting all of that. You’ve really thought of everything. You think you’ll want to be with us for that long? You won’t get tired when he cries a lot or pukes on you? He could pee or poop at any time, interrupt our sex, and then there’s teething and babies can be really cranky. It could make my body sag and all that kind of stuff.”
“I haven’t told you much about me, Sunshine. I don’t care about that stuff. I mean, I do care, but it doesn’t bother me, like you would think. I actually have a little girl.”
“You do?”
“Had… I had a little girl. I lost her years ago.”
“Oh, my God! What happened? I’m so sorry!” Tears start to fall almost immediately at his admission. I knew he had demons, but I didn’t know it was about a child.
“She and her mom were murdered,” he gasps out shakily, breathing deeply, as if the pain of his loss is still fresh. I can tell it’s extremely hard for him to talk about.
“Shit! You don’t have to talk about it, Twist. I’m so sorry I asked about it.”
“It-it’s not your fault, beautiful,” he sadly replies. “I’ll tell you more at another time, all right?”
“Okay,” I quickly agree, my heart breaking for this poor man.
No wonder he has nightmares! I couldn’t imagine what he went through. I have so many questions, but I don’t want to ask him anything because it’s obviously too painful to recall. I wonder how long it’s been. No wonder he’s been so protective of me, and accepting of my having a child. Clearly he’s still torn up over the death of his family, but I love him, and I’ll be patient with him.
He starts getting some clothes together and I panic, thinking he’s gotten troubled enough to take off again and that’s the last thing I want. “I’m sorry! Please don’t leave upset again; I’ll let you be.”
“What are you squawkin’ ‘bout, Sadie baby?”
“I don’t want you to take off again like the last time you were mad; I’ll give you some space if that’s what you need.” I gesture to his clothes and his eyes light up.
“Oh, hell, sugar cakes, I ain’t leavin’ ya. I’m getting my shit squared away for the run we’re going on.”
“What run?”
“I can’t give you any of the details; you know how the club works and all that now.”
“So you’ll be coming back then?” I ask pathetically, but I can’t help it, I worry and believe it or not, I’m in love with this crazy, damaged man.
“Hell yeah, woman. Didn’t you just hear my spiel ‘bout you bein’ mine and shit? It means I come back to you every time, even when I start getting’ on your nerves.”
“Okay, good, just please stay safe; I don’t want anything else happening to you. The wreck was bad enough and now I’m literally about to pop out this baby, I’m going to need you to not get injured or I may end up in an early labor.”
“You’ll always have me; I promise you that. For some reason, dying isn’t my thing.”
I lean up on my tippy-toes and kiss him lovingly—attempting to pour my heart into it so he knows exactly how I feel. I’m in love with you, I think, as my tongue softly caresses his.
After a moment, I pull back, and he holds me close for a few beats before returning to his task of getting ready to go.
“Do you know how long you’ll be?” I inquire as I head to the bathroom, returning with his toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, and deodorant.
“No, not exactly. I’m guessin’ ‘bout a week, maybe a little longer. Hopefully, it all works out quickly so I can come back soon.”
“Geez, a whole week again; I’m going to miss you!”
“I’mma miss you, too, baby. It could be longer than a week, so keep that in mind.”
“Okay,” I nod and he kisses the tip of my nose.
“I know you like to call and check up on me an’ your brother, which is sweet and all, but on runs you can’t do that. It could distract us, and being bikers, we can’t have that. I understand you worry, so I’ll do my best to call you every night. But don’t freak out or nothin’ if I miss a night, ‘kay? It doesn’t mean anything happened to us, we could just decide to ride late then pass out as soon as possible. Or to be real with you, we could stop by a bar and then pass out afterwards. I ain’t gonna lie about that shit with you. I’m no angel, but I won’t be runnin’ around on you while I’m gone.”
“I understand. I’ll wait to hear from you, but, you better actually call me! Don’t do what my brother does, where he says he’ll
call and then never does. As for you stopping off at a bar, well I’m used to you doing your thing, just don’t drive afterwards.”
“You got my word.” His eyebrow goes up and I bring up the other thing I worry about.
“Also, ummm, please don’t do cocaine while you ride. I don’t like it at all, but especially when you’re going to be on your motorcycle.”
“I haven’t touched it since I came back and we talked, a little over two weeks now.”
“Oh my God, thank you!”
“I care about you. I promise, I’m tryin’ to be a better man for ya’. I know I don’t deserve you, but fuck if I ain’t gonna at least try to be half the man you oughta have.”
At his words I can’t hold myself back from squeezing him tightly. God, I freaking love him.
Pressure makes diamonds.
-www.keepcalmgallery.com
Our Mafia contact, Tate, was able to come through this past week. One reason why we had to lay low was to wait for the new weapons to arrive and do a little recon. We didn’t do much, just played it off with normal shit while a few other clubs, that owed us favors, did the work for us. We didn’t want to alert any of the Iron Fists to our plans if they were busy watching, which we were counting on them to be.
We also made a few of our contacts happy, with making some extra cash when retrieving our guns for us. Normally Cain and 2 Piece go on the run down to Tennessee to retrieve our weapons, maybe a few others, depending on the load. This time we branched out and had them retrieved; it worked out pretty well in the end.
After three days of going over possible locations with a few other Presidents, Ares and Smiles were able to pinpoint a possible location for the Iron Fists South Texas Chapter. That’s our plan, to hit the Texas clubhouse hard and then head straight to the Cali Chapter to meet up with the Nomads.
2 Piece’s buddy, Ace, was able to catch a lower patched Iron Fist in his strip joint and coax the location of the Cali compound out of him. I guess with enough drugs and tits in the douche’s face, he squawked like a fuckin’ bird. Pieces of shits have no concept of what loyalty is.
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