South Coast Brothers Part 1

by Kacey Hamford

  “Prospect, we gotta ride.” It sounded like Rooster.

  “Shit, sorry Darlin’.” She climbed off me and pulled her PJ bottoms back on as I tucked myself back into my jeans.

  “Are you leaving me here?”

  “No, I’m going to tell them I’m not leaving you. I’ll offer to watch over the club while they’re out sorting out their business.” She nodded and looked down at her feet. I scooted to the side of the bed to where she was sitting. “You ok?”

  “Yeah.” She smiled. “I’m going to jump in the shower.” She stood from the bed and I grabbed hold of her wrist before she could get too far away from me.

  “Dray, I’m fine. I promise. You shouldn’t keep the Prez waiting.” I climbed to my feet and stood in front of her, she was only a couple of inches shorter than me but I liked the fact that she still had to look up to me.

  “It was much more than lust for me.” I kissed her on the lips, grabbed my t-shirt and leather cut and headed out of the room.

  Ashlyn

  DRAKE’S WORDS just kept running through my head. ‘It was much more than lust for me.’ Shit, what did he mean by that? Did he want to fuck me again? Did he want us to have a secret relationship? I continued scrubbing my body clean when I felt the small scars that covered my body. I looked down and the sight of them made me shiver. How could he ever love or want to be with me again if he saw these? They were a constant reminder of the hell I went through, of the tainted person I now was. I wasn’t the same Ashlyn that was dragged into that van and kept prisoner in that cold and dingy room. I was scared of my own shadow, found it difficult to trust people and a lot of the time I felt lonely. I missed my family, the ache in my chest from not seeing them was something fierce but I knew that I couldn’t go back. No doubt they were worried about me, we had always been a close family growing up; mum, dad me and my younger brother, Owen. But what would I say? ‘Sorry I’ve been missing for months, I was captured by some bad ass biker boys, tortured and assaulted. What’s for tea?’ No, it was better this way. I just hoped that in the future I didn’t regret my decision.

  I was brought back to reality when the water started running cold, I quickly switched it off and opened the shower door, the steam from the bathroom engulfed me and I felt suffocated. I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around me and hurried out of the door. I was able to breathe again once I was sitting on the edge of the bed.

  “Ashlyn!” A deep voice barked my name and a man came barrelling in through the bedroom door. I yelped and jumped to my feet, backing away from him. I hadn’t seen this guy before. He was well over six feet tall, clean shaven with dark brown eyes. I held the towel closer to my body, I felt uncomfortable knowing that I was naked when there was a strange man standing in front of me. What did he want?

  “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. I’m Drum.” He held his hand out for me to shake and I just shrunk further away from him. He cleared his throat as he lowered his hand. “Anyway, Drake had to go out on a run. I’m looking after the clubhouse but there is a guy here to see you. Says his name is Solar.” He raised his eyebrows waiting for my response.

  “W… what does he look like?” What if it was someone pretending to be him.

  “Um… Tall, beard, tattoos. Wearing a Cornish Crusaders cut. He says Holes sent him.”

  “Ok, I’ll just get dressed and be out.”

  “We’ll be at the bar.” He spun on his heel and left me alone. I quickly stripped the towel from my body and threw on some leggings and a long jumper. I scraped my hair up into a ponytail, not bothering with any make-up.

  I slowed down as I got to the bar and peered around the corner to make sure it was in fact Solar here and not someone else. A sigh of relief coursed through my body as I saw the handsome thirty year old sitting there.

  “Solar?” I called out. His head snapped up and he was soon showing me his pearly white teeth. He jumped off his stool and came running towards me. He shocked me by embracing me in a hug that had my feet coming off the ground.

  “It’s good to see you, Ash.”

  “What’s going on? Why are you here? Is it Cammie? Is she ok? Is the baby ok?”

  “Calm down,” he said as he placed me back on my feet. “Everyone is fine. Cammie is going crazy being on lockdown and she bugged the VP so much, being worried about you, that I offered to come and check up on you.”

  “Did you come alone? How did you know where we were?” Solar grabbed my hand and led me over to the small two seater sofa that was in front of a large flat screen TV.

  “Yes I came alone. Drake has been in contact with the Prez since you guys left.”

  “If the club is on lockdown than surely this was dangerous for you to come here. What if you were followed?”

  “I took a de tour, took me twice as long to get here. No one followed me, sweetheart.”

  “How long are you staying for?” Solar stretched his arm out across the back of the sofa and I couldn’t resist snuggling into him. Apart from Holes and Drake, Solar was the one other person that I felt comfortable with. He was always checking to make sure I was ok, he had taken on a big brother role, which only made me miss Owen that much more. He had always been protective of me, he never let guys near me and always kept the bitchy females in check. I think in some ways I had lived a sheltered life, that’s why when I was kidnapped it was such a shock for me. I had seen some bikers around but they never ventured into the parts of Devon that I had lived. I wouldn’t have said we were posh or rich but we lived on the nicer side of town and I had never wanted for anything.

  “Well, who is this pretty?” Solar asked as he sat up straighter in his seat. I looked over my shoulder to see which club girl he had taken a fancy to. I was surprised to see Amber perched on a stool at the bar.

  “No. You can’t touch her.” I told him as I placed my hand on his chest to stop him from moving. “She was dumped here yesterday, barely alive after being kidnapped.”

  “Shit!” Solar swore climbing to his feet. “What the fuck is happening to this world.” He strolled off out of the bar and I heard the front door slam shut. I sauntered over towards Amber.

  “Hi, how you feeling?” I asked as I climbed onto the bar stool next to her.

  “Much better. I think I want to go home.” I smiled at her, I knew the need she had to be at home, with family around her and all her home comforts but that didn’t stop me feeling slightly jealous that she would have that soon.

  “Ladies, can I get you a drink?” Chase asked as he rounded the bar.

  “Can I have a lemonade please?” Amber asked.

  “I’ll have vodka and lemonade please.” I added.

  “Coming right up.” He turned around in the small space behind the bar and reached up for a couple of glasses, his prospect cut rode up his back showing off a small tight ass.

  “When do you think they will let me leave?” Amber asked.

  “When it’s safe.”

  “Oh.” Her eyes dropped to her hands. “Who do I need to ask?”

  “Pipe, he’s the president of this club.”

  “He’s a little bit scary,” she whispered.

  I couldn’t help but laugh. “Only because he cares. You can ask his Old Lady Denise, she may be able to help.”

  “Here we go ladies.” Chase placed our drinks in front of us with a smile and a wink before he went about stocking up the bar.

  Amber drank her drink quickly and climbed to her feet. “I’m going to find Denise, I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to be.”

  Drake

  THE PREZ INSISTED that I went on a ride with them, I wasn’t happy about leaving Ashlyn and I wasn’t even allowed anytime to go and explain to her what was happening.

  We were all split up in teams of two and were staking out the closest bus stops in Hathern, near to where Amber’s friend lived. I was paired up with Monkey, I wasn’t happy about that as he was the one who was interested in Ashlyn.

  “So, mate, what’s the deal with Ashlyn?”
We were sitting on our bikes parked behind a library where the bus stop was in plain sight. Amber said she was lured over by a small child crying. Currently this bus stop was empty. I ignored his question and told him to text the Prez that we had no info; that it was quiet and no one was around. We must have been out here for the past two hours. It was now getting dark and I was hungry and horny. Memories of having Ashlyn on top of me didn’t help. I needed to be with her again, though the next time she would be naked and underneath me, where I could savour every moment of it. I knew from the moment that I saw her that I wanted her, I just didn’t realise that my feelings ran a lot deeper than I thought. I wanted to protect her, I didn’t want anyone else getting near her or touching her. I wanted her in my bed and only mine. I felt uneasy with us staying in one place too long, I wanted to keep moving. I would keep her safe if it was the last thing that I did.

  “Prez said we can head back to the clubhouse.” Monkey told me as he pushed his phone back into his jeans pocket. I started my bike and got the hell out of there. It was silly but I was missing Ashlyn.

  Ashlyn

  WE HAD BEEN STUCK at the Leicestershire Crusaders for over a week and I didn’t like it. Our Prez told us that we had to keep moving. Solar went back home after a day, he was happy with how Drake was handling thing. I hope that he reported that to our Prez and they were sorting out getting his patch ready for him. Amber was being taken home today and I wanted to go with her but Drake told me that we were also leaving. I was happy that I would get to spend some one on one time with him because we hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other and ended each night fucking; I had still managed to keep my top on, much to Drake’s annoyance. I needed to show him why I didn’t want to be naked but I was also scared that I would lose him; would the scarring finally show him how messed up I actually was? That I was just really good at hiding my pain and disgust for myself. There were plenty of normal, gorgeous girls out there who would love to have a handsome, tattooed, caring guy. Why did he want me so much?

  Knock. Knock. Knock.

  I threw the last of my clothes into my bag and strolled over to the bedroom door to open it.

  “Hi.” I smiled as Amber stood there in my blue skinny jeans, black t-shirt and blue cardigan.

  “I’m leaving. I just wanted to thank you for all of your help and lending me your clothes.”

  “You are very welcome.” I pulled her close for a hug. “I’m just sorry we can’t keep in touch but once everything has settled down, I’ll be in contact, ok?” She nodded into my neck and I felt a tear drop onto my shoulder. I pulled back to see that Amber had tears in her eyes.

  “I’m going to miss you. I know we haven’t known each other long but…”

  “I’ll be in contact, I promise.” She wiped at her face with the back of her hand.

  “Stay safe,” she whispered in my ear as she engulfed me in a hug once more.

  “You too.”

  “Darlin’?” I pulled back to see Drake standing behind Amber. “We gotta get going.” I nodded my head and pointed to my bag on the bed to show that I had everything packed, it just wasn’t closed. Drake stepped in, zipped up my bag and picked it up. Amber and I walked down the hallway holding hands and out into the bright car park. Monkey and Henry were waiting by a black transit van to take Amber home and Drake put my bags into the boot of a red BMW one series.

  Amber gave Denise a hug goodbye and climbed into the van, her confidence had grown in the week she had been here. She didn’t look phased to be squished in the middle of two biker men. I did notice her give Henry a shy smile, was something happening between those two? I was hoping that once we were able to see each other again that she would be happy and settled back into her life.

  My chest hurt a little as I watched the black van drive out of the compound, I was going to miss her.

  “You ready, darlin’?” Drake asked as he wound his arm around my waist and pecked me on the side of my head.

  “Yeah.” I smiled, looking up at him. I pulled out of his embrace and stepped closer to Denise. “Thank you for letting us stay. I hope you don’t get any more trouble here.” The clubhouse had been quiet, no more women had been dumped outside their gate. Denise said the last time it was a woman every two nights for a week. None of them survived and never had any ID on them. Wiz, their computer guy would always search missing persons to see if they had been reported with the hopes of being able to contact their family. Apparently they never had any success, so they buried the bodies along with a prayer.

  WE HADN’T BEEN TRAVELLING for more than twenty minutes when Drake slammed his hand down on the steering swearing.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked, sitting up straighter and placing my hand on his jean covered thigh.

  “You think they could have at least put petrol in this fucking car.” Drake was not happy that he was being made to drive me in a car rather than on his bike. He hated that we had to sit in traffic and couldn’t just escape down a tiny back lane.

  “There’s a petrol station just up there,” I told him as I rubbed his leg.

  “Darlin’, unless you want me to take you in the back of this car, you’d better stop rubbing me.”

  “Oh, sorry.” I chuckled. I gazed at his lap to see that he had a bulge forming and I found myself wanting to touch him, lick him, taste him.

  “I can see the hunger on your face, darlin’. What do you want?” he asked as he glanced at me briefly.

  “I want to taste you,” I told him as I bit into my bottom lip.

  “Shit, how can I say no to that?” The car swerved to the side and I looked around to see that we had pulled into a layby. Drake had a shit eating grin on his face as he pulled me closer to him by the back of my head and claimed my lips, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I tried to focus on pulling his belt free and undoing his jeans. Once I had him in my hand his lips fell from mine and his head hit the seats head rest and a low grumbling moan escaped from his throat.

  I lowered my head into his lap and yelped as his hips jutted forwards causing him to hit the back of my throat. I pulled back and pumped his length a couple of times before running my tongue up the underside of his impressive cock. Pre-cum leaked out of his tip and I lapped it up, moaning as it hit my tongue. I wasted no time in starting a punishing rhythm and I loved it when he threaded his fingers into my hair. I let my hand drift down to his balls, stroking them gently until I could hear his breath shortening. Once I could tell that he was close to releasing, I gently squeezed his balls and he shot off in my mouth, holding my head still as he pumped his cock slowly. I kept my lips wrapped around him until he started to soften.

  “Fuck, darlin’, no one and I mean no one has ever given me head like that before. You are just perfect for me.” He grinned at me as he tucked himself away. Before I could sit back in my seat properly he framed my face in his hands and placed his lips on mine. We broke apart as my stomach growled.

  “Hungry?” He laughed out loud.

  “Starving.” I smiled at him.

  “Let’s go and get some petrol and food.” He kissed me once more before I sat back in my seat and pulled my seat belt around me.

  * * *

  Drake

  I WATCHED Ashlyn like a hawk as she climbed out of the car and headed into the petrol station. I gave her sixty quid cash. Fifty for petrol and a tenner to buy us some food. As I was standing by the car filling it with diesel, I kept looking around to see if anyone was watching us. It all looked clear so I relaxed. Once the car was full, I leant on the side of it, pulled my sun glasses over my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest and waited for Ashlyn to come back. Once the door to the petrol station opened I stood up straighter noticing a guy exiting wearing a leather jacket, he was holding the hand of a small boy who couldn’t have been much older than four. As he passed I checked him out to see if he was wearing a cut but it was blank. I relaxed a little as he was just a guy in a leather jacket. My eyes swung back to the doors as they opened again and o
ut strolled Ashlyn, she had her arms full of food and drink. I hurried over to her to help. She unloaded the bottles of water onto me.

  “How did you manage to buy all of this?” I asked her as we walked back towards the car.

  “With money.” She rolled her eyes at me as if I was stupid.

  “I didn’t give you enough for all of this.”

  “I used my card. Here.” She shoved all of the cash back at me.

  “Fuck, darlin’, that’s traceable.” I growled as I threw the bottles of water on the back seat through the open window. “Get in.”

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” She climbed into the car and I hurried around to the other side, started up the car and pressed my foot on the accelerator.

  “Don’t you ever watch police shows?” I asked as I merged back into the traffic.

  “No, I don’t like the violence.”

  “What? And yet you live with bikers?” I chuckled.

  “Yes, I feel safe with them, with you. Anyway, who is going to think to trace my card?”

  “Oh, I don’t know, how about the guys that are probably on our trail? What about your family? If you’re down as a missing person then the police will be all over it.”

  “Oh god.” She sobbed. “Go, Dray, get us out of here.”

  “I’m trying, darlin’.” I pointed ahead of us and I saw the moment, her face paled as she saw the queues of traffic in front of us. She never talked about her family and I wondered if she was more worried about them finding her or the Satan MC.

  I dug my phone out of my pocket and called Holes.

  “Hey, VP.”