He carries me up the stairs. I hear the shower come on before he opens the glass door and steps in, the spray hitting my back. I don’t bother moving my head from his shoulder, because the orgasm took the life out of me.
Torch washes my body, and I hug him tighter to me. I don’t know what I would do without this man now that I have him in my life. He has become such an important part and has consumed every section of my mind.
He washes my body and himself then we climb into bed. I turn onto my side and he wraps his arm around me, his hand on my stomach.
“I can’t wait to meet my son.” He kisses the back of my head.
“How do you know it’s a boy?”
“I just know. I knew with Paisley,” he explains while he rubs my still flat stomach.
I want to be the best mother I can possibly be, because it’s something I didn’t have. I want my kids to be kids and grow up being happy. I don’t want them to worry about their next meal or if someone will hurt them in the middle of the night.
“I promise to be the best mother I possibly can.”
“I know, baby. You’ll be a damn good mother.”
I smile at his words.
***
Yawning, I walk down the stairs and turn into the living room. “What time will Paisley be here, Torch?”
“Hi, I’m Paisley,” a sweet voice says, and I gape into nothing.
Holy shit, I am wearing nothing but her father’s shirt. What a nice freaking first impression. She probably thinks I’m a whore.
“I-I…nice to meet you.” I smile and point over my shoulder. “Let me go get some clothes on.” I turn around and run back up the stairs.
I hurry into our room and slip on some jeans and a clean t-shirt before I walk back down the stairs into the living room. Torch wraps his arms around me from behind.
“Paisley, come here,” Torch says, and I hear the chair creak as she stands up. I hold my breath. I didn’t expect to be meeting her this early. I thought I had all day to prepare.
“Baby girl, meet Kayla. Kayla, meet Paisley,” he introduces us and pushes me forward a little bit. My hand touches her shoulder and I step forward wrapping her in a tight hug. I’m not usually a hugger like this, but I felt the urge to hug her.
Her head touches my shoulder, and I notice her shoulders are shaking. My eyes widen. Did I do something wrong? “What’s the matter?”
“Thank you for making my dad happy. I haven’t seen him like this before. He always took care of me and never worried about his own happiness.”
“Baby,” Torch says softly, then she is taken from my arms. A tear slips free. Dang these pregnancy hormones.
“All right, enough with the sadness. Let me get to know Kayla, Dad. Go do manly things.” She makes a shooing noise, and I hear him chuckle. She grabs my hand and leads me over to the couch, where I sit down with Paisley beside me.
“So you’re pregnant?” she asks.
“Yeah.” I grin and rub my stomach.
“Oh lord. I’m surprised Dad lets you walk. Whenever I got a cold, Dad wouldn’t even let me walk half of the time.” She laughs and I join in. That does sound like Torch.
“That’s your dad. He drives me the best kind of crazy.” I sit back farther into the couch and curl my feet up in the cushion. “How do you like college?”
“I like it! I miss Dad something fierce, though. We spent a lot of time together at the end after…” She stops and clears her throat. I know she is thinking about her getting attacked outside of her school.
“It’s okay. I know what happened.” I reach forward and search for her hand then take it in mine and give her a squeeze.
“I’ve never been so scared in my life. I was walking outside waiting for Dad to pick me up from school when I was tackled and thrown onto the ground.” She stops again and clears her throat. My heart is breaking for her. Nobody should have to ever feel like this.
“He started ripping my clothes off, while I was fighting him with everything I had. Liam stopped him before it could get anywhere, but that feeling of helplessness is something I don’t want to ever feel again.”
“I’m so sorry,” I say softly and wrap my arms around her. “You are more than what happened to you. You are more than all of it. Don’t let it control your life, because that means he would be winning. You are a strong, beautiful woman.” I kiss the top of her head. What’s happened to me? I used to never be this touchy feely.
“Thank you for talking to me,” she whispers. “I’m not usually this open about things.”
“I’m never this touchy.” I laugh and she does, too.
***
The weekend was spent with us getting to know each other. Torch let us have our own space so we could bond. I’ve grown attached to the girl over the weekend. She is so freaking sweet and has such a beautiful soul.
“You did an amazing job raising her, Torch,” I tell him as we lie on the couch an hour after she left.
“Thank you. Raising a daughter was one of the hardest things I ever did. Having to explain everything to her. Something a dad shouldn’t ever have to do.” He laughs at the last part and I join him, envisioning Torch explaining the birds and the bees.
He turns on the TV and I cuddle up to him with my head on his shoulder. Closing my eyes, I listen to the sound of the TV.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kayla
I wake up to Torch’s mouth on me. I moan and put my hand on top of his head, holding him tighter.
He shakes off my hand and moves up my body until his dick is at my entrance. I buck my hips hoping he will slip inside, which causes his dick to hit my asshole, and I scream like a little girl, “Exit only!”
Torch falls over to the side laughing his ass off, and I join along. Hey, I’m just not an anal girl. Placing my hand on Torch’s shoulder, I push him flat onto his back, then move my legs to either side of him, straddling him.
Grabbing his dick, I slip him inside and moan. He feels even bigger and deeper this way. I put both of my hands on his chest and start rocking. Torch holds me at my hips, helping me move.
I move quicker and quicker until I am too tired to. Torch stops me and pulls me down until I am lying belly to belly with him. I feel him shift underneath me as both of his arms wrap around my back, anchoring me to him.
He flexes his hips, moving harder and harder until I am almost permanently screaming. I come again and again. With every movement he is hitting that same spot over and over again. “Torch!” I scream trying to do something to get rid of that burning fire that continues to get hotter even though I have come twice already.
“Torch, I can’t take it!” I tell him and bite his arm.
He lets go with one arm, flicks my clit, and slams home. “Ahhh!” I come again on a scream, my whole body shakes with spasms I can’t control.
“Kayla!” Torch groans and moves one more time. He fills me full of his seed, my pussy milking him of everything he has while I am still going through the aftershocks.
He slips out of me, but I hang on tight to him, our hearts beating in unison, his hands running down my back.
“Holy shit. I think I actually died for a bit there,” I tell Torch and let out a deep breath. I move my hair over my shoulder. “When can we do it again?”
He busts out laughing and kisses the top of my head tenderly. Damn those fucking butterflies. This man…I swear. He’s just made to mess with my freaking emotions.
“Want to hang out with the girls at the club today?”
“Sure. When?” I yawn and snuggle into his chest.
“Thirty minutes.”
I climb off of him and off the bed. I stretch raising my arms above my head, naked as the day I was born. “Don’t put your arms above your head!” Torch yells and grabs them to put them down to my sides, ruining my stretch.
“Maybe you should take a bath instead of shower. Wait, I’ll just fucking carry you.” He picks me up off the ground so my legs are wrapped around him.
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“Deadly.”
“I’m going to go crazy.” I bang my head against his shoulder. He is going to drive me insane.
“Put me down, Torch.” I wiggle in his arms, but he smacks my ass.
“Quit moving or I’ll spank you.”
I grin. “Promise?”
Torch growls and kisses me hard on the mouth. “You’ll be the death of me.”
“Nah, I think I already died three times today from orgasms. So, more than likely you’ll be the one killing me,” I tease as I tug the ends of his hair. He sets me on my feet once we enter the shower. “But what a good way to go.”
He laughs and stands on the other side of the shower. His shower is super huge and has two showerheads. I get busy washing my hair, shaving, the works.
“Hurry your ass up, woman.” Torch smacks my ass and steps out of the shower. Rolling my eyes, I mutter to myself, “Men.”
***
We pull up in front of the club. I hear the rattle of the gate as it closes behind us. Torch opens my door and has his hands around my waist when we hear gunshots hitting something metal around us with a ping.
I scream and Torch pushes me flat down on the seat with his body on top of mine
I hear more gunshots and a man yell.
Then motorcycles leaving the clubhouse.
Then dead silence.
My whole body is shaking. I can’t believe we just got fucking shot at.
“Shh, baby, you’re okay,” Torch soothes me. He picks me up, and we are out of the truck. He runs with me in his arms. Cold air hits me as we enter the clubhouse. I hear men yelling and the door slamming shut as they leave the room.
“Baby, I need to go catch these men. You and the other ole ladies are going to ground until we get back. Nobody can get in. Hell, this building can be on fire and you guys wouldn’t be affected. Prospects will be outside the door.”
I nod knowing stuff like this will happen; it’s part of the MC. He leads me somewhere, and I hear a big metal sound as a door opens.
“Kayla!” Jean screams and folds me into her arms.
“Get in, girls,” Kyle says, and Jean leads me into another room. More arms wrap around me. The door slams closed and I hear beeping noises like someone is pressing buttons.
“We’re locked in. Get those fuckers,” Chrystal says. I can hear how pissed she is.
“You okay, girl?” Jean asks and hugs me again.
“I will be okay. My nerves are fucking shot. I was just shot at,” I tell her and pull back. I sit back in my chair, letting out a deep breath, trying to relax.
I’m scared for Torch. He is out there trying to catch those guys. I don’t want him hurt. I love that man with everything in me. He has wiggled his way into my heart and is now holding it in his clutches.
“They will be fine, honey. Someone is fucking brave doing this, especially at the compound. Mercy will not be shown,” Chrystal reassures me. I can hear the hardness in her voice. This woman is the club mother, and she is pissed someone messed with her kids.
We all sit and wait. Wondering what is happening, if they are okay. When will they be back?
Torch
Once the girls are locked underground, me and Kyle run up the stairs going after those fuckers that dared to try and hurt us. The look of fear on Kayla’s face will be something that won’t happen again if I can help it.
We climb on our motorcycles and roar out of the club’s parking lot. Prospects are at the gate, armed. We need to fucking bulletproof the gate so people can’t shoot through the rails. The clubhouse is surrounded by fucking brick walls.
Some of the brothers in the parking lot piled out of the lot as soon as those fuckers quit shooting. Rage doesn’t come close to what I am feeling right now. Someone attempted to hurt what is mine, and that someone is going to hurt, bad.
All twenty of us are roaring up the highway; cars are pulling to the side of the road knowing not to fuck with us. Five of our brothers are ahead of us tailing the fuckers.
For the next ten minutes, we fly up the highway until we see our brothers on the side of the road with three other motorcycles. They caught the fuckers. We pull in next to our brothers’ bikes and surround the other motorcycles.
We all get off our bikes when I hear a loud piercing whistle, the sign the guys have them. I grin evilly; it’s time to fucking deliver some pain.
We all go into the woods and up ahead see Ryan, Techy, Butch, Trey, and Vin standing watch over all three of the men on their knees with their hands behind their heads.
Butch looks up at us grinning that sick-as-fuck smile. His name is Butch, because he likes to cut shit up. You don’t want on the fucker’s bad side, and these guys just messed with a whole lot of people he cares about.
Trey has his gun trained on the smaller guy’s temple, grinding it in. The guy’s lip is trembling and I can see a dark stain covering the front of his pants. The fucker already pissed himself.
Ryan is the enforcer and is a weapon of mass of destruction. One punch and you’re laid the fuck out. He is an ex-SEAL and can kill you a million fucking ways.
Techy’s name makes him sound like a geek, but he’s far from it with his 6’4 and him being ex-Special Forces. He always keeps that shit-eating grin on his face, like right now.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” I taunt and move closer to the men on the ground.
“You got the wrong guys,” the one that pissed himself says, and I notice the fucking tattoo covering the side of his neck and face.
“Kyle, look at his face.”
Kyle steps around me. His eyes widen in anger. The next town over has the same gang we got rid of here.
“Check him for wires,” Kyle orders. I grin knowing shit is about to get real. Ryan checks them over and nods to Kyle.
“Butch, gag them,” Kyle tells Butch, who grins.
“Prospect, get my torch.”
All three of the guys’ eyes snap to mine. Yeah, fuckers, look into my eyes. The eyes of the man who is about to kill your asses.
The torch is put into my hand. Kyle nods at me. He’s giving me this, because I was outside in the lot when those fuckers were shooting.
The next few minutes are filled with the smell of burning skin and the screams of those fuckers while they’re giving us everything they know about the gang they are associated with. Then Kyle puts the silencer on his gun, and I stick it to their foreheads one by one, pulling the trigger as I go.
Everyone who knows the most sacred rule of the Devil’s Soul MC is you don’t mess with the ole ladies, because death will be hell for you; the whole wrath of the MC will come down on your ass.
We all have been trained to kill and protect. If we weren’t, do you think Kyle would have let us in?
“Acid the bodies then dump them all but him.” Kyle points at the big one.
“Techy, plant a bomb on his chest. Butch, you help him and drive a damn truck through the fucking building. Bomb the fucking place down. No one is going to survive. This threat is going to get answered.”
“Got it, boss,” Techy says, while Butch nods his head. They get to work while the rest of the guys head back to the compound.
People may wonder what would happen if we got caught by the police. Who do you think is in whose pocket? They are in ours. We don’t fuck with people unless they screw with our ole ladies, and the men on the force couldn’t give two shits. They turn the other way as long as men like that aren’t out on their streets.
The fuckers are dead and won’t be a threat to Kayla anymore. The whole gang is going up in flames. I do what I do to protect my family and have no regrets doing that.
The fucker that attempted to rape my daughter was killed and dumped as well. The whole entire club was involved in that. Those men helped raise my baby girl.
I watch as Locke pours sugar in these guys’ motorcycles. Why the fuck does he have that on him? Shaking my head, I climb on my bike, and we all drive back to the c
ompound to break our girls out of the ground.
Kayla
An hour later, I hear the door open. “It’s safe to go out now,” Chrystal says.
Jean leads me out of the room and up the stairs that lead back into the clubhouse. We walk inside the main room when I hear men talking all around, including Torch. I almost collapse onto the floor knowing he is okay.
“Torch,” I call out wanting to hold him and make sure he is truly here. Then he has me in his arms. I let out the breath I was holding waiting for my man.
“I was scared you would be hurt,” I tell him and he kisses me on the mouth. I take all of him in, reassuring myself he is here.
“I’m not and I’m okay.”
I don’t say anything back, but instead hug him to me, not wanting him to be in danger like that. I know it’s a part of the whole MC thing, but that doesn’t make it any easier. I realize how easy it is for someone to be taken out of your life. Torch has become everything to me.
I love him.
Love doesn’t wait for you to accept it. Love has no time.
CHAPTER NINE
Kayla
Why the fuck is my phone ringing? Groaning, I roll over and grab it from the nightstand beside the bed and press the button. “Hello?” I yawn and fall back down onto the bed. Torch is awake rubbing my stomach.
“Hey, honey.”
“Mom?” I sit up straight in bed. I haven’t heard from her in a while.
“Honey, can I come stay with you for a while?” I hear her voice tremble. Something bad must have happened if she is asking this.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. My hands start to shake.
“Your dad beat me up and I can’t...”
I close my eyes and bite my lip. It’s so fucking sad that she would leave him now, but not when I was a kid.
“You can stay in my apartment. I don’t stay there anymore,” I tell her. There’s no way she is staying around me, because I don’t want to be around my dad. My heart skips a beat at the thought. I haven’t seen him since I was eleven.
“Kayla, what’s wrong?” Torch urges at seeing my expression. He takes the phone from me and barks into the phone. “Who the fuck is this?”
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