South Coast Brothers: Part One

by Hamford, Kacey

  “Go back to sleep. I’ll see if she’s ok.” I grabbed the t-shirt that blade was wearing earlier and slipped it over my head as it came to my knees.

  “You sure?” He asked.

  “Yes.” I kissed him quickly on the lips before I left the room. I walked across the hall and knocked gently on Cammie’s door. “Cammie?”

  “I’m ok.” She said with a shaky voice. I pushed the door open and she was sitting in the corner of the room, her legs pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her tightly. I walked over to her slowly and sat on the floor beside her.

  “Did you have a nightmare?” I asked. She nodded her head and closed her eyes, then snapped them open again immediately.

  “Every time I close my eyes I can see them, smell them, feel them.” She cried as her body shuddered.

  “What happened?” I asked. She shook her head from side to side. “It’s ok, you don’t have to talk about it now.”

  “I’m never talking about it, but…” She hesitated.

  “What?” I pushed the hair out of her face and she looked at me.

  “I was there for a couple of weeks, they never used protection.” She cried.

  “You’re on the pill.” I told her.

  “But I didn’t have it with me… What if… What if I’m pregnant?”

  “How much did they?..” I didn’t want to say the word, I felt sick at the thought of what they had done to her.

  “They raped me three or four times a day. I had a period when I got there, from not taking my pill. They loved that, it was messy.” She shuddered.

  “It won’t show on a test yet, we’ll have to wait and see. Though we need to get you tested for STD’s.” I told her. She nodded her head.

  “What do I do if I’m pregnant? Keep the baby? Knowing it was through rape?”

  “I don’t know, sweetie.” I pulled my arms around her as Blade knocked on the door.

  “You ok?” He asked looking at me. I shook my head and you could see the concern written on his face. I loved that my big, bad biker man was sensitive too.

  “I’m gonna stay in here tonight, with her.” He nodded. “Can you bring Liam in?”

  “No, it’s ok. He can stay with me. You both get some rest.” He walked into the room and helped us both up off the floor. He kissed me briefly and left us alone.

  “Come on, get in.” I pulled the duvet back and Cammie slid under. I walked around the bed and got in the other side. As soon as I laid down she grabbed my hand and held it tightly.

  “Thank you for being my friend.” She whispered.

  “We’re family.” I told her, squeezing her hand and she smiled at me. I would help Cammie through all of this, she helped me when I arrived at the clubhouse and now I loved her like a sister. I would do whatever it took to get her back to the old Cammie.

  Heather

  Cammie had been staying with us for the past four weeks, I loved having her around and Liam loved her too. She still hadn’t opened up and talked about her experience and I wasn’t pushing her to do so, she was improving each day and occasionally I saw glimpses of the old Cammie.

  “Cammie?” I called out as I walked up the stairs with Liam on my hip. As I got closer to her bedroom I could hear her crying. I pushed open her door and couldn’t see her, I noticed that the bathroom light was on, I headed in that direction and walked in. “Cammie? You ok?” She was sitting on the closed toilet seat, tears running down her face. I was about to ask what was wrong when I saw the box of tampons on the floor next to her. “Did you start your period?” She nodded. “That’s a good thing right? You didn’t want to be pregnant?”

  “It’s a great thing.” She smiled as she looked up at me. “These are tears of joy and relief… I wouldn’t have been able to have an abortion and I wouldn’t have wanted to have a rape child either.”

  “Come on.” I told her as I held out my hand for her, she took it and we walked downstairs and into the kitchen. I passed Liam to her as I started to make his bottle up and some coffee. “Are you coming to the clubhouse tonight?”

  “Tonight?” She asked.

  “Yeah, there is a party for Itch, he’s recovered from his injuries. Any excuse for a party. Blade was told he had to go, which means as his Old Lady so do I. We’ll lock Liam in Blade’s room and I’ll have the baby monitor with me, we’ll probably stay there.”

  “I’ll look after Liam, here.” She told me as I placed a cup of coffee in front of her.

  “You don’t want to come to the party?”

  She shook her head. “No, if I go, I’ll have to work.” She looked down at Liam and started talking baby talk to him.

  “Uno wouldn’t do that, would he?” I asked as I took a sip of my too hot coffee, burning my tongue.

  “Uno wouldn’t do what?” Blade asked as he walked in through the back door and walked over and kissed me.

  “Make Cammie work if she came to the party tonight?” He wrapped his arms around my shoulder and pulled me close to his chest.

  “I’m still a sweet bun, Heather.” Cammie said.

  “No, you’re not doing that anymore.” I shook my head at her. “Not after what you’ve been through.”

  “Sugar, the only way Cammie will get out of doing that is if someone claims her, or if she leaves the club.”

  “Yeah and no one wants to claim me, I’ve been there for years.” She told me, looking down at her coffee cup. “So, I’ll give the party a miss and look after Liam, here.”

  “You sure?” Blade asked.

  “Yeah, quality time with my God son will do me good.” She smiled as she tickled him and his legs and arms flapped about.

  “You ok with that, sugar? Leaving him overnight?” Blade asked as he placed his hands on either side of my face and looked me in the eyes. I nodded, stepped on my tip toes and whispered in his ear;

  “I had my check up at the doctors this morning…” He pulled back and looked at me with raised eyebrows. “He said if I’m feeling ok in myself I can resume all activities.”

  “Bedroom, NOW!” He growled. I looked over at Cammie as Blade grabbed my hand and began dragging me from the kitchen.

  “It’s ok, I’ve got him. Don’t keep your husband waiting.” She smiled at me as she picked up Liam’s bottle and began feeding him. Husband? We weren’t actually married, I was his Old Lady, but we had never brought up marriage before. I didn’t know if it was something that he wanted.

  “Get your ass up the stairs.” Blade groaned in my ear as he held my back to his chest, wrapping his arms around me, palming my breasts. Once he let go I started running up the stairs with Blade hot on my heels. I squealed as we reached the bedroom and he threw me on the bed. “Strip.” He demanded.

  “You do it.” I said, looking at him. He walked towards me, crawled over my body, pinned my hands above my head, tightly.

  “If I tell you to do something, you do it. Or suffer the consequences.” He lowered his head and bit my nipple through my t-shirt, hard. So hard that I screamed out in surprise. He climbed off me, looked at me as I laid there. “Strip.” He demanded, again.

  I sat up, swung my legs over the side of the bed and climbed to my feet. I pulled my t-shirt off over my head, dropping it to the floor and wiggled my way out of my leggings. I stood there in front of him in my underwear, his eyes were roaming my body and I could see the evidence of what I have done to him in his trousers. “All of it.” He growled. I reached behind my back and unclipped my bra, letting it fall down my arms. My breasts were aching and heavy, needing his touch. I hooked my fingers in the side of my panties and as I was about to pull them down, he stopped me.

  “Wait.” He said as he walked slowly towards me. He ran the tips of his fingers from the sides of my face, all the way down my body until he was crouched on the floor in front of me. He kissed my tummy, which was slowly becoming smaller and firmer as I started yoga again, I could start running again soon, the doctor said to take it steady. I didn’t want to tell Blade that as I knew
he would be gentle with me and I didn’t want that. He slowly removed my underwear from my body, the roughness of his hands sent shivers over my body and I was sure I was already dripping wet. His head leant against my tummy and he inhaled a deep breath. “I can smell your arousal.” The vibration from his voice rumbled through my core and I ran my fingers over his head. He pulled back, looked up at me and said;

  “Get on the bed, on your back, legs wide open.” I nodded as I quickly scrambled onto the bed and got myself comfy. I looked over to him and he was stripping out of his clothes. “I’m not using protection, I’m clean. Want me to show you the paperwork?” I shook my head, my eyes travelled to his hands that were hovering over the button on his jeans. I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth and waited. Once he was naked, he strolled towards me with that glorious cock bouncing against his muscled stomach. He climbed onto the bed and knelt in between my spread legs. He placed his hands on the bed either side of my head and he lowered himself towards me until he had his lips pressed against mine. I looped my arms around his neck and arched my body, trying to feel his nakedness against mine. I hooked my right leg over his hip and his cock slid up and down my soaking wetness, I moaned every time he hit my clit.

  “Sorry, sugar. I can’t wait.” He groaned as he sat back on his heels, pulled my hips up and slid inside of me. I gasped and arched my back once again. It felt tight and I could feel him stretching me. “Fuck, feels so good.”

  “Please, Kade.” I pleaded, tightening my grip around his waist, pulling him in tighter to my body. He hovered over me, leaning on his forearms that were next to my head. He started to move in and out of my body and I felt his breath against my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck, anchoring him to me. He moved his head, kissed me and began to sit up which caused my arms to drop to the bed. He slipped out of me and I pouted, he flipped me over onto my stomach, pulled my hips up and slammed back into me. I cried out and I tried to get up onto my hands and he placed his hand in the middle of my back and kept half of my body flat on the bed. He pounded into me over and over again, his other hand was on my hip and he slipped it around to find my clit.

  “Kade, I’m gonna…” I panted as he released his hand from my back and pulled my hips into him as he thrust forward. I screamed out and he drove into me a couple more times and then I felt him filling me with his release. Once his grip relaxed on my hips, I slumped onto the bed, trying to control my breathing. He fell onto the bed next to me and pulled my back up against his chest, we were both hot and sweaty but that wasn’t going to stop me enjoying being in his arms.

  “Never again am I using a condom with you; that was amazing.” He panted in my ear, which caused another wave of hotness to coat my body. I pushed my ass back into him and he growled in my ear. “Shower.” He demanded as he climbed off the bed, I was too exhausted to move. He dragged me to the edge of the bed and threw me over his shoulder which caused his release to start seeping from my body.

  “Kade.” I complained. He walked towards the bathroom and he slapped my ass when I complained. I felt him reach inside and turn the shower on, he placed me in and I screamed. “Shit, that’s cold.” He chuckled and stepped in with me. I leant my head back to wash my hair and Blade grabbed my breasts and squeezed, I opened my eyes to look him, eyebrows raised.

  “It’s what you do to me.” He said, pointing to his already hard cock.

  “Already?” I asked. He nodded, smirking at me.

  “Turn around and place your hands against the wall.” I did exactly as I was told and Blade worked his magic on me once more.

  Blade

  It was great to have Heather back in the clubhouse with me, she was wearing her leather vest, showing everyone that she belonged to me. It was great to ride in with her on the back of my bike, up close against me. I loved us living at our home with Liam, but this was my world and when she was with me it was all complete. We were sitting at a table with CG and Tiffany. I was drinking a beer and she had a glass of wine, she wasn’t going to drink but I told her we could relax and let go as Cammie was looking after Liam. She agreed and I got her a large glass of white wine.

  “So, what’s going on with you two then?” Heather asked, looking from CG to Tiffany and back to CG.

  “Nothing.” CG said. Tiffany looked down at her hands, disappointment crossing her face.

  “It doesn’t look like nothing when she is living here.” Heather said.

  “We’re having fun.” CG stated. I could tell that Tiffany was feeling uncomfortable with the conversation, clearly they hadn’t had this conversion between themselves yet.

  “Come on, sugar. Let’s dance.” I said, standing up and pulling her to her feet. I dragged her towards the dance floor and pulled her close to my body. “What are you doing?” I asked her, nuzzling her neck.

  “Dancing with my sexy hus… Man.” She said, stopping before she said the word husband. I pulled her in tighter and claimed her mouth with mine. We only pulled apart when we got bumped out of the way.

  “Watch it.” I growled, not looking at who I was talking to. When I looked up I saw Jess standing by us.

  “Hi, Blade.” She smiled looking me up and down. I pulled Heather in closer to my side and kissed her on the side of her head. Showing her that I was hers, only hers. “Hi, I’m Jess. I don’t think we’ve been introduced.” She said holding her hand out for Heather to shake. Heather unwound her arm from around my back and shook her hand.

  “Hi, I’m Heather. You look familiar, do I know you?”

  “No, I don’t think so. I’m Itch’s wife.” She smiled.

  “His wife? He got married again?” Heather sounded confused.

  “No, I’ve been married to him for three years now. Gotta go, see ya.” She waved her hand and walked away. Heather turned towards me.

  “I thought Itch’s wife killed herself? After she was caught cheating with my husband?” She asked me. I didn’t know why they had told Heather that, all I knew was that they wanted her in the club. I didn’t ask any more questions.

  Heather

  I was in shock and confused as hell.

  “Where’s that little boy of ours?” Uno slurred as he walked over to us.

  “My son is at home.” I told him. “I’ve just met Jess.” I declared, crossing my arms over my chest. Uno straightened his back and seemed to sober up pretty sharpish.

  “Really?” He asked, looking from me to Blade and back to me again.

  “Yes, now why was I told that she had killed herself?” I questioned him. I must have raised my voice as the club went quiet. I knew that I wasn’t supposed to talk to the club brothers this way and definitely not the Prez.

  “Well, sweetheart…” He paused.

  “No bullshit, just tell me straight.” I demanded.

  “Fine, you asked for it. James never cheated on you, we made him say it. We wanted you here.” He said, pointing at me with his fingers that a cigarette was hanging from. “We want that baby as one of us… No other club will dare go up against us once they know that we have the grandson of ‘Rebel’ one of the original members of the Destroyers MC.” I was confused, I didn’t know what they were getting at. My Dad wasn’t a club member. “His blood relative, Liam will go straight to VP. He’ll be patched in as soon as he turns sixteen.” Uno explained.

  “What’s going on?” A familiar voice asked. I looked up and saw my sister Daisy coming towards us.

  “They brought me here as they want my baby. Am I getting this right?” I asked, turning back towards Uno.

  “Yes, the descendant of ‘Rebel the Rebellion’.” Uno was looking pleased with himself, I looked over my shoulder and noticed that Blade was being very quiet.

  “My Dad wasn’t a biker.” I told him.

  “We know your Mum, she liked her bikers and she was constantly with Rebel.” Uno laughed.

  “Rebel was my Dad, not hers.” Daisy informed them. “I’m the oldest. He died before Heather was born.”

  “WHAT?” Uno roared, tur
ning a dark shade of red. He stepped forward and grabbed Daisy by the top of her arm. “Then you’ll stay here, until one of my guys knocks you up. We will have the descendant of Rebel in our club.”

  “I’m afraid that’s not gonna work.” Daisy smiled sweetly at him.

  “Who are you to tell me that?”

  “I’m the daughter of Rebel and I cannot have children.” She shrugged her shoulders.

  “You’re lying.” He looked at her and she shook her head. “Ripped, take her away. I want you all to have a go, get her pregnant.” He yelled. Ripped stepped forward and began dragging Daisy away.

  “NO!” I screamed. No one moved, I spun around. “Kade, do something.” I heard a few gasps and realised it was because I used his proper name. I was frantically looking around for other Cornish Crusaders members and couldn’t see any. Blade stepped towards me and pushed me behind him.

  “Get her medical records.” He told Uno. “CG can pull them up.”

  “Na, it’s more fun this way.” Ripped chuckled as his big hands pawed all over Daisy. She had tears running down her face and I didn’t want her to go through what Cammie had.

  “Got em.” CG called out as he walked towards his Dad with his laptop. Uno read over the file.

  “FUCK!” He roared again throwing his beer bottle against the nearest wall. “She’s no use to us.”

  Ripped let her go and pushed her towards me. I grabbed her and wound my arms tight around her.

  “Get out of here, go.” I whispered in her ear and she nodded her head. The club was still quiet and everyone was standing around staring at what had gone down. I heard a phone ringing and I looked round to see Blade was looking at his phone, he answered it and walked away quickly; all I heard him say was ‘Are you ok’. I made a mental note to ask him about that later. I turned back towards Uno.

  “So my husband was murdered for no reason? No reason at all?”

  “Looks that way, sweetheart.” Uno chuckled as he walked away. I stood there watching him retreat as Blade walked back in the club house, he looked worried. As he got closer to me I noticed his expression changed, like he was hiding how he was feeling.