It wasn’t normal practice for a prospect to be kept in the loop with this sort of club business, but I was hoping Cas might have sent him a message of some sort.
“Only that they’re on their way back and they want their women to leave as soon as they arrive.”
What? That didn’t sound right.
“How long before they get here?” I asked.
As soon as I asked we both heard engines approaching around the front of the cabin.
“About thirty seconds.” he joked.
“Ha ha.” I muttered, standing to go and wait in the kitchen.
I had butterflies, proper school girl, first crush butterflies. My nerves were shot to pieces wondering who was coming home and who wouldn’t be walking through the door, it has been the longest weekend of my life.
I sneaked in through the back and kept close to the door, I watched closely as brothers filled the kitchen going to their women or taking seats at the table, all stone faced and tired. No Cas yet, Sparky was next through the door, I crossed the kitchen and hugged him with everything I had.
“Where is he?” I whispered close to his ear.
“He’s good Barbie.” he whispered back.
As soon as he told me I saw him walk through the front door, he stopped when he saw me, he smiled and winked at me before carrying on and entering the kitchen.
They were home, they were fine and most of all, we could tell Michael about our relationship.
I thought it would be my luck Bonnie would show up now and be scared away by all the bikers. I checked my phone quickly while Michael was speaking with Kitty. Still nothing from her.
Most weren’t sticking around long, taking their old ladies with them, I saw Jack and Ricky leave with the club whores, thank god.
Kitty wrapped me in her arms, promising to come and visit me more, and then left with Michael and Oak, leaving Sparky, Slade and Cas.
“Is your friend here yet?” Sparky asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
From the corner of my eye I saw Cas look at me in surprise, oh right, I forgot to tell him the other night, to be fair I did have other things on my mind that night though.
“No, she messaged me saying she’d be here today then nothing, she’s not replying, and she’s not taking my calls.” I frowned.
For weeks I’ve felt she was in trouble and the longer she takes to arrive, the more I think I was right to worry.
“I’m sure she’s fine, anyway, let me know when she gets here.” he grinned.
“You’re not gonna touch her Jason.” I warned him, he knew I was serious when I used his real name.
“You makin’ it a challenge?” he teased.
“No, I’m making it a promise.”
He only laughed as he walked out, Slade got up and went to follow him out.
“Hey Slade, wait.” I called, he turned as he was about to open the door.
“What’s up?”
“Can you do something for me?”
“Depends when, I’ve had a long night and I need me sleep.”
“Whenever, doesn’t matter when.” I told him quickly, “Can you find out where my friend lives, see if you can find anything on her please?”
“Sure, what’s her name?”
“Bonnie Hamilton.”
“I’ll let ya know what I find.”
“Thank you, now go and get some sleep.” I smiled.
I don’t know why I didn’t think to ask him to do this before?
Walking back into the kitchen I felt the butterflies flutter around again, we were finally alone.
I sat on his lap and he held me tight. He’s really okay. I wasn’t waiting another second, I crushed my lips against his and showed him just how much I was glad he was home. He responded instantly, gripping my hips harder as I rocked against his erection, I moaned into his mouth and then the world was moving when he lifted me to the counter top. Our lips hardly left each other’s as I shimmed out of my shorts and he undone his jeans, they barely hit the floor before he was pushing into me.
This was hard, fast and raw. With each thrust tipping me over the edge, I clung to his cut and took everything he gave me.
“I’m not gonna last much longer if you keep tightenin’ that sweet fuckin’ pussy of yours.” he growled.
“I’m not going to last much longer anyway.” I panted.
The kitchen became a blur as he carried on pounding into me, I completely tightened around his cock, crying out reaching my climax, he thrust into me twice more before he found his own climax and stood shaking, gripping my chin.
“I needed you so fuckin’ bad.” he said, kissing me again.
“I know how you feel.” I said weakly, “You don’t have to go too do you?”
“I ain’t goin’ anywhere baby.” he smiled, melting me all over again.
Cas
Half sitting up against the head board with Alannah breathing softly as she slept beside me, I now had time to digest and run through last night’s events. Blowing up their territory was a big fucking statement and the repercussions were going to be just as dire. I used to welcome a fight, going after the Ghost Riders would have been my only priority, it would’ve been my mission to bring them all down, just for the fact they disrespected my club and continued to do so, and if I got took out I would’ve done so with a smile on my face knowing I’d gone down fucking fighting, always loyal to my club.
Now, I’m fiercely loyal to my girl as well and the thought of being taken out and leaving her alone terrifies me.
In an ideal world, I would have the club and my girl and ride the road far and wide, the only thing at my back would be Alannah with her blonde hair blowing in the wind. When I imagine that it makes me hungry for it, when I imagine doing that now, there’s always bullets chasing us, the ghosts of our enemies cackling in my ear. Feeling like we’re not making progress is beginning to take its toll, not just on me but on the whole club. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like last night was an unnecessary risk, and now I have Alannah I can’t understand why Michael wants to put us in danger, because that’s what we’re in now, and if I have to choose to protect the club or Alannah, she’s going to win, every fucking time. Alannah is the club, as much as me or any other brother, her pure light brightens the dark pit that is our world we live in.
I don’t think she comprehends just how much she is mine and always will be, to go back to a life she isn’t a part of would be destructive to everyone and everything around me. My heart is racing just thinking about it, no, she is mine and to prove it to myself, I hold her closer to me.
This girl is the only reason I want better for me, for us and for the club. To have better, we need to be clever and sly, blowing up shit is only going to end with neither club having any property. At the time I thought it was a good idea but now I’m not so sure.
Cautiously leaning off the bed, I prised my phone from my jacket pocket. My right hand was trapped around Alannah so as not to wake her, I spent an extra five minutes typing a message left handed to Slade, telling him to go over all information we have on the Ghost Riders and to see if can find anything else out using his super fucking detective powers on that computer of his, see if he can find something new we can use, we have to be missing something, they can’t evade us forever.
I dropped the phone to the floor, positioned myself against my girl and fell asleep.
Chapter Twelve
Alannah
No contact from Bonnie and nothing from Slade couldn’t distract me from Cas. He hasn’t left since the club returned home on Sunday. He’d told me most of the brothers were taking a few days off with their families, and he considers me his family so that’s where he has stayed.
Billy has been disappearing often as Cas and I haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other. Trying not to think about the sex, and trust me, there has been a lot of it, it is the normal, simple everyday tasks that are making me the happiest. Cooking together, laying on the sofa watching trash on TV while he
soothingly strokes my hair, and the way he makes sure the cabin is secure of a night time, exactly the way a man of a house does with his family.
The last few days have been completely uninterrupted, until today, every member has been called in for church, Cas assured me he hadn’t been told of any comebacks as of yet and not to worry. I was trying not to and up until Micky I hadn’t before, the guys are proper men who take care of business, hopefully in time my nerves wouldn’t dance on edge every time they left to deal with whatever.
Cas was in the shower while I hadn’t got up yet, staying in bed didn’t hold the same appeal as it does when Cas is with me, eyeing his jacket and bandana draped across the back of the chair, I slid out of bed and grabbed them both, quickly making it back to the warm sheets. Listening out to make sure the water was still running, I unfolded the bandana and wrapped it around my bare chest fastening it to give me extra cleavage, it worked well with my black panties I had on. As I heard the water cut off, I slipped into his jacket and knelt on the edge of the bed, when he came back into the bedroom in nothing but his towel and bare chest glistening from water beads, he stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes widening at me, his mouth falling open.
“You sure I can’t tempt you to stay?” I said, trying to be seductive.
His dick promptly stood to attention, poking out the towel around him, he didn’t answer, within three strides he was on top of me, I had done well, he loved what he saw because he didn’t try and take the jacket off or his bandana. It didn’t take long before he was pouring into me and shaking.
“Fuck Lana, every time I wear this all I’m gonna think of is your tits are on my face.”
I giggled into his chest, feeling proud of my creative efforts.
“Good.”
“You’re gonna fuckin’ kill me baby.”
“That’s not my plan, I’m not finished with you yet.” I smirked.
“You’ll never be finished with me.” he promised intensely, “Now, I really have to go.” he said, deftly pulling at the knot in the bandana at my back.
“So fuckin’ hot.” he mumbled getting off the bed.
My phone beeping startled me, no one apart from the Phone Company and Bonnie had contacted me, I jumped up and hoped it was Bonnie.
‘Sorry I’m a few days late but I’ll be there in half hour’
I jumped up and down excitedly, Bonnie is actually coming! And you can bet her ass she is explaining what’s being going on with her lately.
I snatched a fresh pair of jeans, top and underwear from my draws before making a bee line for the shower.
Cas caught my wrist as I passed him to the door.
“What’s with the rocket up ya ass?”
“That was Bonnie, she’ll be here in half hour.” I squeaked.
His frown dampened my spirits, what did he have to frown about? It wasn’t like I wouldn’t be spending time with him too, especially when were alone of a night.
“What?”
“How you gonna explain havin’ Billy here?”
Thinking quickly, “I’ll tell her he’s my cousin visiting from out of town.” I told him.
“I can’t wait for you to meet her, she is so sweet and don’t be telling Sparky she’s coming, otherwise we won’t get rid of him.”
“How does he know her?” he questioned.
“If he was a run or close by he would visit me at college, he met her a couple of times, he flirted with her but she was usually too timid to respond.”
“He visited you?” he asked quietly.
“You didn’t know he did?”
He shook his slightly, “I would’ve visited you at every opportunity if I could’ve.” he said, sadly.
“Hey, I’m here now and so are you.” I assured him, standing up on my tip toes to kiss him.
“I know, okay, I’ll be back tonight babe. Stay indoors still, make up some shit if you have to if your friend wants to go into town.” he said, warningly.
“I will.” I promised.
After one last kiss, he left and I jumped into the shower.
Billy was in the living room, I don’t when this happened but there was now a game console hooked up to the TV. I stood by the window on lookout for Bonnie telling him about her coming today and that he was to pretend he is my cousin, he quickly agreed before returning his attention to his game.
“I hope she arrives soon, it’s beginning to snow.” I said, gazing out of the window.
This got Billy’s attention, “I should get the truck in the garage, she can be temperamental in this weather.”
“I’ll get some dinner on while we wait.” I told him, leaving the lounge behind him.
I made a mental note to go shopping soon, the fridge is beginning to look bare, dumping chicken and vegetables on the side, I heard too many car, no, van doors being slammed shut. I went through to the hall and was greeted with Billy being thrown through the front door. I screamed as the panic began setting in seeing bikers who weren’t Lost Souls fill the doorway, I ran for the stairs, halfway up I turned hoping Billy was behind me. He wasn’t, he was literally being jumped on by two men, big, fat, dirty biker men! Within seconds his face was covered blood. I screamed again and Billy’s head whipped round, he looked at me for just a few seconds before one of the men’s boot connected with his ribs.
He mouthed ‘Go’ before his eyes squinted closed in pain.
What the fuck is going on? These aren’t the bikers I grew up with.
I ran the rest of my way to my room, but if Billy thought I was going to hide then he was wrong. I kicked myself, I should’ve of gone to the stash of weapons in the hall, then I remembered Cas moved one of the guns to my room, faster than ever I found it under my bed, loaded it and luckily my shaking hands held at bay long enough to do so because I turned to go when two different men to the ones I first saw came bursting into my room.
Without hesitation I knew this was survival and not just mine, Billy’s as well. I aimed and shot, one man went down, without stopping I aimed and shot at the second, he was much closer and I felt his blood spray over my face, I saw it on my hands. I didn’t give myself time to think about it, I ran to the stairs where the two fat men were still pummelling into Billy.
I screamed at them all the way till I got to the bottom step. I pointed the gun at them and screamed for them to stop.
I’m not big and burly, I’m not muscular nor tall, but them laughing at me pushed my anger to levels I never knew existed in me.
“Don’t be fuckin’ stupid bitch, put that down.” biker one growled.
Blinking at his patch before holding his glare, he was the president of the Ghost Riders.
Fuck!
“Get away from him.” I screamed.
“Who? Him?” he laughed, kicking Billy in his lower back.
“Leave him alone!” I screamed out and went to take a step towards him, then biker two came forward and I jumped back on the step.
“Look at ya hands shakin’ you ain’t shootin’ shit.” biker one sneered.
I tensed my hands trying to calm down but it only made it worse, I looked to Billy, he was losing too much blood, looking back and forth between him and the men, I prayed they would just leave.
“I can’t believe those cunts let their women play with guns.” biker two said.
“Shoot them.” Billy choked, spitting blood from his mouth as he spoke.
“Shut the fuck up!” the president shouted, kicking him repeatedly.
My first reaction wasn’t to shoot him but to throw the gun down, I screamed for him to stop until I my throat felt raw with pain. It felt like a nightmare I sometimes have, where you’re trying to scream but no sound comes out. The throbbing in my throat told me I was screaming but it was like they couldn’t hear me.
It registered what I had done when he finally laid off him, and he nodded to biker two for him to get me.
He stepped forward and bless my friend, beaten to a bloody mess he summoned enough energy to get up and try t
o block the biker intent on grabbing me. It all happened so fast as the president pulled Billy away without using much force and threw him into the wall, I cried out as I couldn’t do anything but watch him slump to the floor, I screamed harder when I saw he wasn’t moving.
I didn’t care the other biker was close to me, my friend was most likely dead on the floor in front of me and all because I didn’t shoot them.
“Shut her up.” the fat president snapped, hovering over Billy’s body.
I felt a hand fist into my hair and the next thing I knew I was swung round and he smacked my head into the wall.
It fucking worked, I shut up immediately, the shock he would do that scared me silent. He didn’t loosen his grip as he continued to pull me by my hair out to their van. Another biker opened the side door and I was thrown into their van, through my tears I could see the president still laying into Billy’s body with his big, black boots. If he wasn’t dead before, he will be now, no human body could sustain those injuries and recover.
He finished murdering my friend and joined us at the van, yet another biker came running up behind him.
“Prez, bitch musta killed Slug and Larry, there’s no one else in the house.” he told him.
His face contorted into the most horrific expression that I knew if I survived this, it would haunt me till the day I died.
What’s more, his silence made him more terrifying, the last thing I saw was his fist flying towards my head as he leant in towards me, then everything went black.
Chapter Thirteen
Cas
I parked my bike in the garage at the compound and checked my phone, twenty missed calls from Slade. What the fuck?
I jogged across the compound towards the clubhouse, the snow that had begun falling on the way back had stopped, thank god.
Once again, it looked like I was the last one here. My eyes darted to Slade’s usual spot at the bar, he was sitting without his laptop, in its place was his phone, mine begun ringing again, his name flashed up on the screen, I hit reject and walked over to him.