South Coast Brothers: Part One

by Hamford, Kacey

  “We need an ambulance!” I shouted.

  “No.” Prez stepped forward looking at me. “She’s gone, they both are.” I stood up and faced him.

  “My baby could still be alive.” I growled.

  “Oh, God.” We heard a whimper behind us and I saw Gloria, the Prez’s wife at Willow’s side. She had pulled her t-shirt over her bump and what we saw was a message.

  “Blade.” Prez said, nudging me with his foot on my chair. I looked up to him and nodded. I would not let what happened to Willow happen to anyone else. “Your girl is needed on stage tonight, too.”

  “No, no fucking way. She’s been in hospital today.” I growled as I stood up, placed my hands on his desk and leant forward. “This whole debt thing is a pile of shit and we both know it. You knew I’d want her and you saw it as a way to get me back in the club. No dancing, not tonight.” I pushed away from the desk and stormed back out to the bar to grab a drink.

  “Hey, handsome.” Michelle purred at me.

  “Shut it and get me a whiskey.” I growled. I didn’t want anything to do with her, I wanted to calm my raging heart and the hurt that had come with that memory. The only way to do it was by drinking.

  Riz, CG and I walked into ‘Skins’. It was dark, except for the bright spot light that was covering the stage. Currently there was a girl on the stage with long blonde hair.

  “I’m heading to the office.” CG said as he walked away.

  “I’m going to find Beauty, the brunette that I saw last week.” Riz said. As he went to walk away I grabbed the back of his jacket.

  “We’re here to work, not for fun.” I told him.

  “We need to get friendly with the girls, for information.” He winked and strolled away. I had only been in this place a couple of times before. I knew that the girls had stations they worked. Some of them worked the stage, others were waitresses, there were lap dancing girls and back room girls. Those were the girls who earnt the most money and got to keep all of their tips. Brittany, the girl who was found OD’d was a back room girl.

  I walked around, familiarising myself with the layout of the place and who was working where. I kept my eyes on the clients and tried to seek out anyone who looked dodgy. CG was making sure the cameras were covering all the girls, Prez had decided to get some new ones installed last night and CG was making sure they worked.

  After being in the club for a few hours, nothing looked suspicious. I headed towards the office to check on CG, I hadn’t seen Riz since we arrived. I didn’t bother knocking and just walked straight in. The last thing I expected to see was CG with a girl spread out on the desk and him feasting on her. She wasn’t dressed like the other girls and I realised it was because it was Tiffany, she was in charge of the girls hair and make-up, she was a behind the scenes girl.

  “Ahem.” I cleared my throat and CG looked up at me.

  “Shit, fuck.” He growled as he stood up and pulled Tiffany’s skirt back down into position, so she wasn’t exposed. He held onto her hand and helped her off the desk and she blushed when she saw me. “Get back to work.” He told her and she nodded her head and walked away, quickly.

  “Having fun working?” I chuckled. CG cleared his throat and swung his chair around to face the monitors.

  “All the cameras are set up, I have one on each of the back rooms as that’s where Brittany worked.” I nodded and scanned the screens, my eyes stopped on one screen.

  “Do these things zoom in?” I asked.

  “Yeah, see something you like?” He chuckled.

  “Fuck off and zoom in on this one.” CG zoomed in and I swore.

  “What? What is it?”

  “That’s a Satan.” I pointed to the guy who was banging a girl from behind and pulling her head back with her hair.

  “How do you know?” He asked me.

  “The tattoo on his right shoulder, I’ve seen that enough times to know who they are… Get him the fuck out.”

  I heard CG pick up the phone. “Security, I need the man in room five escorted out. He’s never to be let back in here.”

  “Wait, get them to hold him. I want a word with him.” He nodded and told the security guys to wait out the back door with him. I got up and moved towards the door, with CG hot on my heels.

  “What are you going to do?” He asked.

  “I want information.” I growled. “I’ve dealt with these guys enough to know how they work.” As I opened the door to the office I almost plowed straight into Riz, he had a shit eating grin on his face.

  “How was Beauty?” CG chuckled.

  “As good as always, I wish I could convince her to come to the club.”

  “Get a lot of info?” I asked.

  “Nothing concrete.” He replied. I shook my head and pushed past him, Riz wasn’t interested in helping; he was only interested in getting his dick wet from a different chick than a club whore. I rushed down the stairs and out the back door, where two large security guys had a hold of the man I recognised.

  “Thanks, guys.” I said, they nodded and headed back inside. “Look who we’ve got here.” I said as I walked around this guy in a circle while CG and Riz stood back to watch.

  “What the fuck you want, man?”

  “What are you doing here? On our turf? This is Devon MC property.” I growled.

  “Is it?” He smiled. “Didn’t know.” I grabbed him by the throat and pushed him into the brick wall with a force so hard that I heard his back crunch.

  “You been in here feeding our girls drugs?” I growled in his face. He didn’t answer, he only smirked. I was about to ask more questions when I heard a rumble of bikes and gun shots.

  “Blade, get down.” Riz shouted. I looked towards them as they fell to the floor and took cover behind some large bins. The bikes were headed towards us and they were firing, I used this guy as a shield until I could get to cover. Once I was close enough to hide behind the security van, I let go of the guy and he fell to the floor, not moving.

  “Fuck.” I cursed and pulled my gun out of my jacket. I looked towards Riz and he was in the same position as me. We both counted to three and began firing back, which caused the bikers to retreat. Once it was quiet we all stepped out from our cover and I looked over to the guy I had been questioning earlier and he had been shot dead.

  “Who were they? I didn’t get a good enough look.” Riz asked, walking towards me. I was stood over the body.

  “I’m guessing they were coming for their buddy over here. CG you got cameras out here?”

  “Yeah, I’ll go and look.”

  “We need the info fast, leave Tiffany alone this time.” I told him. I wasn’t any more important than these guys, but I had dealt with the Satan MC before and knew we had to act fast. They would be seeking revenge on losing a brother and soon.

  “I’ll call the clean-up crew.” Riz said as he was dialling his phone. I nodded and followed CG into the club.

  Blade

  “Fuck!” Prez yelled as he stood up and began pacing the room. We had called a church meeting as soon as we got back. CG had pulled up the recordings from the outside cameras and we discovered it was in fact the Satan MC. “We need to keep a close eye on these guys. I want all the ‘Skins’ girls here, today. Gather them all up. They’re not safe there. I’m calling a lockdown for all the women. Get your Old Ladies and families here.”

  “I’ll gather their addresses and shit.” CG said as he began tapping away on his laptop. That thing was practically attached to him.

  “I want everyone here, this is not a drill. I don’t trust these guys.” Prez said.

  “So we closing ‘Skins’?” Ripped, the VP asked.

  “No, we’ll still open like normal but there will be some of you going with them every night.” We all nodded and Prez slammed the gavel down, indicating that the meeting was over. We all climbed to our feet and I went in search of Heather. I hadn’t seen her for hours and I was hoping that she was still ok. I scanned the bar area and I couldn’t see
her, Cammie was on stage dancing. I made my way to the backstage area to see if Prez was making Heather dance. The room was empty so I made my way to our bedroom. I walked in and Heather had been busy, all the baby stuff was set up. Furniture had been moved so there was room for the changing table and moses basket. If she had been moving furniture I was going to spank that gorgeous ass of hers. I walked towards the bed and saw that Heather was asleep, I brushed her hair out of her face and looked down at her. She was peaceful and I didn’t want to wake her. I stood up and made my way into the bathroom for a much needed shower.

  * * *

  Heather

  I woke up when my baby boy kicked, I smiled to myself and then sat up as he was pressing on my bladder and I needed the toilet. I stood up and walked towards the bathroom and that was when I heard Blade in the shower.

  “Blade.” I called out. I waited and he didn’t answer. “Blade.” I called out again, knocking on the door this time.

  “Yeah?” He called back.

  “I need the toilet.” I called as the baby moved and I thought I was going to wet myself.

  “I can’t hear you. Just come in.” He called back. I pushed the door open and kept my eyes focused on the floor. “You ok, sugar?”

  “I really need the toilet.” I told him.

  “Go ahead.” My head snapped up to look at him and he had shampoo in his hair and it was falling down his body along with the water. “Sugar?” I looked at him again and nodded. I walked quickly to the toilet to relieve myself. One thing I never thought I’d be doing is peeing in front of him. I couldn’t help but watch him in the shower, the muscles in his back as he leant forward in the water and rinsed his hair. I walked over to the sink and watched him in the mirror as I turned on the tap to wash my hands.

  “Aaahh.” I turned around when I heard the noise from Blade, he was staring at me with the shower door open. “Sugar, did you just turn on that tap?” I nodded and then realised that by me turning on the hot water tap it must have taken it away from the shower.

  “I’m sorry.” He was now standing fully naked in front of me and I focused on not letting my eyes wander over his body. I reached for the towel that was laying on the wash basket and passed it to him. He chuckled as he wrapped it around his waist, not bothering to dry the rest of his body. He grabbed my hand and led me back to bed.

  “The room looks good, but if I find out you moved this furniture, I’ll be spanking that ass of yours.” He growled the last bit. The thought of it alone made my body seem like it was on fire and I found I was already craving his touch. I wanted to know what it would feel like to have his hands and mouth on me, everywhere. My breathing picked up and soon I felt like I was panting.

  “Sugar, you ok?” Blade asked as he pulled back the covers so I could climb in. I nodded and got myself comfy, laying on my side so I could face him when he got in. I watched him as he lost the towel and climbed straight in. He normally wore boxers to bed. He faced me and I placed my hand on his bicep, the one that had the tattoo of the tree on it.

  “Who’s Willow and Lily?” I asked as I traced my finger over his tattoo. His eyes darkened immediately and he slammed his lips onto mine. My body temperature instantly grew and he was kissing me with urgency, intensity and I was loving every minute. I hooked my leg over his and pulled it closer to me, trapping it between my thighs. His hands were moving over my body and he left a blazing trail where his fingertips touched. My body was pulsing and I needed a release, it had been too long.

  “Blade.” I moaned.

  “Kade.” He said and my eyes popped open to look at him. “It’s my name, sugar. Call me Kade.” I nodded and he trailed kisses down my neck.

  “Please.” I begged. I rolled onto my back and Blade held his head up with his hand, leaning on his elbow. He placed his hand on my large bump and I moved it down until it was above my mound. “Please, touch me.” I begged, again.

  “You sure?” I nodded as I bit my bottom lip. He kissed me softly as his hand disappeared into my bed shorts. As soon as his finger touched my clit I jumped, it was sensitive and I needed to come. He pushed my shorts off and I kicked them off my feet. I moaned in the back of my throat and arched my back as much as I could. I remembered that he was naked, when he pushed his fingers inside of me I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips close to mine. While he was distracted I let my hand run down his body until I had his hard cock in my hand. I began to pump him and I heard him groan into my mouth, as his fingers fucked me he thrust into my hand.

  “I need you to fuck me, Kade.” He shook his head.

  “Not tonight. The doctor said not to overdo it and I’m sure this is overdoing it.” He smirked.

  “Faster then. Please, make me come.” I moaned. He lowered his head and gently nibbled on my nipple through my vest top. I cried out and I felt his pre cum coat my hand, I used it to help with the movements. I felt a tingling start low in my back and my legs began to shake, I could feel my release coming.

  “Come on, sugar. Give it to me.” He pressed his thumb into my clit and bit my nipple and the sensations over took my body and I was calling out his name. A few seconds later I felt his release shoot over my tummy, which was now bare as my vest top had slid up over my large bump. My chest was heaving up and down, I was trying to calm my breathing down when I felt the bed move and Blade walked into the bathroom. He came back with a cloth to wipe me clean. After he was finished I pulled my vest top off over my head, I wanted skin to skin contact with him. He climbed back into bed and pulled me up against him, kissing the back of my neck. Within seconds he was fast asleep.

  Heather

  We had been on what Blade called ‘lockdown’ for a couple of weeks, it meant that we weren’t allowed to venture outside by ourselves and there were a lot more girls here at the club house. Blade said they were the dancers from ‘skins’ and that they needed protecting too, he wouldn’t tell me from what, I got the usual ‘It’s club business’. I knew better than to argue with it. The Old Ladies and kids were brought here too, for safety, so the usual partying and sex had been restricted to certain rooms.

  “Hey, Heather.” Cammie called out as she walked into the room that was now my beauty room. Uno had agreed to let me set up my equipment, it meant that the girls didn’t need to go out to get their waxing done anymore.

  “Hey, you ok?” I asked her. She nodded and began undressing so I could do her waxing treatment.

  “I need it bare.” She told me and I got to work.

  “Wow, that didn’t hurt as much as normal.” She told me, as she sat up and reached for her clothes.

  “Yo, sweetheart.” Ripped called out as he walked into the room.

  “Hey, you can’t just walk in here.” I complained as I stood in front of Cammie to block her from being seen. He looked over my shoulder and smiled.

  “I’ve seen it all before.” He chuckled. I went to speak again when Cammie cut me off.

  “Heather, it’s fine. We can’t be shy when we are sweet buns.” Cammie walked around me, only wearing a vest top, she stood on her tiptoes and pulled the VP’s head closer to her and devoured his lips, I heard him growl and he picked her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He moved towards my massage couch and I stood in front of it.

  “No, you’re not doing it here.” I placed my hands on my hips and he broke apart from Cammie’s kiss. “Besides, she’s just been waxed, she should wait for the redness to calm down.”

  “Get. The. Fuck. Out.” He demanded. I looked at Cammie and she nodded her head at me. I quickly walked out of the room and in my haste I bumped into someone.

  “Oh, sorry.” I said as I looked up to see a small, dark haired girl stood in front of me, she looked like she wasn’t more than twenty.

  “No, it’s all my fault. I was too busy looking at this thing.” She pointed towards her phone. “I’m looking for Neil.”

  “Neil?” I asked. I had never heard anyone else call him that, apart from me. Then it dawned on me, w
as I not supposed to call him that? Blade had asked me to call him Kade, but it felt strange in front of everyone else, so I saved it for when we were alone.

  “Oh, sorry. CG. I’m Tiffany. I work at ‘skins’, I do the girls hair and make-up.”

  “Oh, hi. I’m Heather, I… Well… Blade is my… I’m his…”

  “Old Lady.” Blade’s voice said from behind me as I hesitated. I spun around to look at him and he was smiling at me. “Hi, Tiffany.”

  “Hi, Blade. It was nice meeting you, Heather.” She walked away and Blade prowled towards me.

  “What was with the hesitation?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around me.

  “Well, we’ve never actually… Um… It was all for show, in the beginning.” I stumbled on my words.

  “You’re my Old Lady, got that?” He said as his lips hovered above mine. I could feel the warmth from his breath and my eyes closed in anticipation of his kiss. I nodded and as he moved to kiss me the door to the salon opened. We both moved our heads to see Cammie and the VP coming out. I looked at Cammie and she had tears in her eyes.

  “Are you ok?” I asked her, breaking away from Blade and grabbing her hand. She nodded and wiped at her eyes, smearing her mascara over her face. “What did you do to her?” I screamed at Ripped, facing him.

  “Blade you better get your woman out of my face before I remove her myself.” He growled.

  “Sugar…” Blade said in a warning tone.

  “No, he’s hurt her.”

  “I’m fine, I promise.” Cammie said to me and I turned back towards her.

  “You need better control over that woman of yours.” Ripped said as he walked past us all.

  “Sugar.” I looked at him over my shoulder, not bothering to turn around. I wanted to make sure Cammie really was ok. “You can’t talk to another brother like that, especially the VP.”

  “But…”