South Coast Brothers: Part One

by Hamford, Kacey

  “Oh my God, that’s awful. Does having an Old Lady not mean anything to anyone anymore?” She climbed out of bed and was now pacing the room, she was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top, her hair was all over the place and she looked sexy as hell. “Why did you go back, Kade?”

  “You know that’s club business, sugar.”

  “I am so fed up of hearing those words!” she yelled. “We’re meant to be partners, a team. I should know everything that is going on.”

  “Well tough, I am not risking yours, or their lives by telling you club business. I will not go through that again.”

  “I’m a big girl, Kade, I can look after myself.”

  “Oh really,” I said as I stalked towards her and pinned her arms to the side of her body and held her against the wall. “Can you get out of this, sugar?” She struggled against me and I pushed her tighter into the wall. I placed my lips next to her ear. “They love it when you struggle, when you fight…”

  “Stop it!” she cried out. “They’ve never come for me before.” I released her and turned my back on her. “Kade, what is it?” she asked, placing her arms around my waist. I had to tell her, maybe it would make her stop going against me, stop asking for information. Make her more alert.

  “They came for you,” I quietly said. She unwound her arms from my waist and walked around to face me.

  “What? When?” She was thinking and then it dawned on her. “Cammie?” I nodded. “They thought I was Cammie? That’s why they took her?”

  “Yes, so when I say its club business you don’t ask any more questions, got it?” She nodded and looked at the floor, winding her arms around herself. Shit, I didn’t want to scare her, I wanted her to be on guard, to be careful when I wasn’t around. “Sugar?” She looked up at me. “I love you and can’t lose you.”

  “I love you too. I’m sorry.” She stretched up on her tiptoes and wound her arms around my neck. She nuzzled my neck and after a couple of minutes she pulled back. “You still smell like another woman and I don’t like it.” She pulled away and crossed her arms over her chest, pushing those breasts of hers up. My eyes zeroed in on them and my dick instantly grew hard. I moaned as I palmed myself trying to ease the throbbing. She watched every movement of my hand and when I looked up into her eyes, she was slightly flushed and her eyes were full of desire.

  “I’m going for a shower. Grab the baby monitor and get your ass in there,” I demanded. She wasted no time, she grabbed the monitor that would tell us if Liam or Tegan woke up, and followed me in. I left the bathroom door open slightly just in case Kelsey needed us and I started to worship the body of my beautiful woman.

  Blade

  “Blade! Welcome back, brother.” Prez said and all the guys joined in. I stumbled out of my room this morning, making it look like I was pleased with myself and acting like it was a bitch being up this early, when really I loved this time of day as it was when Tegan and Liam would wake up happy and active.

  “Thanks, boss,” I nodded at him. “So what’s new?”

  “Keen there a bit aren’t you?” VP said as he crossed his arms over his chest.

  “Got something to hide?” I chuckled.

  “Nope,” he smirked and I had a feeling that he was hiding something.

  “Right, boys, we’ve got some business to attend to. Riz and Bump you two are on the daily checks of ‘skins’.”

  “My pleasure, boss.” Riz said, smiling. He was after the brunette that worked there, Beauty. She was slim with a slightly rounded ass and long dark hair. He had told us all before that she loved doggy style and he couldn’t resist spanking her fine ass.

  “Bump, there is a shipment that needs to be delivered.”

  “I’m on it, boss,” he answered without any hesitation.

  “CG find out all you can about the Cornish Crusaders, something is niggling at me and I can’t figure out what. I want details on all brothers, prospects, Old Ladies, club whores and businesses.”

  “Sure,” he agreed and he didn’t waste any time in pulling out his laptop.

  “Blade, go and spend some time with your family. We won’t chuck you into anything too deep yet, relax and we’ll call you if something comes up.” I nodded my head but it kind of felt like he was trying to keep me away.

  Knock. Knock.

  “Yeah!” Prez yelled.

  “Police are here.” Dwayne panted as he pushed the door open and didn’t look anywhere apart from at the Prez.

  “Shit. Bump get that shipment out of here. Everyone, leave your weapons behind.”

  “You got it, boss.” Prez slammed down the gavel and Bump ran out of the door and into the next room. We all removed our weapons before stepping out of the room.

  “EVERYBODY FREEZE.” I looked towards the door and four policemen were standing there, one of which was Brett. Was he checking up on me? If he blew my cover I was as good as dead. “HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM.” We all knew the protocol by now, we placed our hands on our heads including the club whores and Old Ladies that were around. No one dared to move, these guys meant business, and if they had a reason to shoot they would.

  “What can we do for you gentlemen?” Prez asked.

  “Just a friendly drop in call.” Brett said as he walked further into the room.

  “Then why are we standing like this then?” I asked. Brett looked at me surprised that I spoke to him that way.

  “Let’s do a pat down.” Brett instructed the other officers. “Hands on the wall.” We all moved until we had our hands on the wall and legs spread. The officers began patting us down, I was at the end of the line and Brett had started with me.

  “Anything yet?” he whispered. I subtly shook my head. “Times ticking.”

  “Get the fuck away or they’ll suspect something,” I growled.

  “Clean!” Brett called out as he stepped away from me and I walked towards the bar. I leant over and grabbed a bottle of beer, I needed it.

  “All clear.” One of the officers said.

  “Keep out of trouble boys.” Brett said as they walked away.

  “What the fuck was that?” Prez yelled. “Get me a whiskey,” he demanded and Roxy rushed around the bar and poured him a rather large shot. “Everyone watch your backs, they may be keeping an eye on us for some reason.”

  Everyone agreed and nodded their heads.

  “Now get to work!” he shouted and everyone hurried away. “Chantelle, come with me.” The tall, leggy blonde didn’t hesitate and she followed him out of the room. Roxy, Vicky, CG and me were the only ones left in the room and I sat in the chair opposite CG.

  “Find anything out yet? What exactly is he looking for?”

  “Yep and no idea,” he said abruptly to me.

  “What’s crawled up your ass?”

  “You,” he started but paused to take a deep breath. “You slept with my woman when you have Heather and a family at home.”

  “No, no I didn’t.” I leaned back in my chair and took a swig of my beer.

  “What?”

  “I didn’t sleep with her. I made it look like we did. You know how much I love Heather, I’d never do that to her. Besides, I only picked Tiffany as I knew she’d keep her mouth shut. Can’t trust the other sweet buns.”

  “Ok, good.” He carried on tapping away at his laptop and I kept quiet for a few minutes. I needed to find out if he knew anything about what his dad was up to.

  “How’s your dad been?” I casually asked.

  “Drinking loads, fucking loads and…” I leant forward to hear what he was about to say.

  “What you girls whispering about?” Ripped said as he sat next to CG.

  “I was just telling him how sweet his girl tasted last night,” I smirked as I finished my beer.

  “Nice. I might have to get me some of that,” he held his hand up for a high five and I slapped it as I stood up.

  “It’s official, she’s my Old Lady. Got her leather and everything.” CG pointed out.

  “Ahh,
so you don’t mind used goods then for an Old Lady?” Ripped chuckled.

  “Shut the fuck up.” CG slammed his laptop closed and stormed away.

  “Roxy, two more,” he held his hand up and pointed towards me. “You staying for another, right?”

  “Sure.” This was my chance to get any info out of him. I had to think smart about this, all he loved to talk about was pussy. I sat back down. “The best thing I did was coming back here, hell, I got to pick any girl I wanted last night and let me tell you…” I stopped talking when Roxy walked over.

  “Hi, Blade.” She ran her hand over my head and I wanted to push her away but I knew I had to play the part.

  “Hey, we’re talking for a min, you know. Club business, I’ll come find you in a minute.” I winked at her and she giggled as she walked away, stopping to pick a bottle off the floor and showing me that she had no underwear on. There was her pussy, bare and pink staring at me.

  “So, that Tiffany chick, any good?” He was eager for information and I didn’t want to disappoint him but I didn’t want to fuel any desires he had for her either. If CG said she was his Old Lady then Ripped wouldn’t be able to touch her now. I went for it to gain his trust. I felt like we were two twelve year olds gossiping about our first kiss.

  “Hell yeah, she’s a wild cat. Likes it in every orifice.”

  “No way!” he shouted as he slammed his hand down on the table.

  “She was like the energizer bunny, I had trouble keeping up. Best ride of my life,” I told him, picturing Heather riding me when she was pregnant with Liam and coming all over my cock. That was the best ride of my life. Shit, I was getting hard, not the best moment for that.

  “You going there in a minute?” he asked, nodding towards Roxy who was wiping down the bar watching us, she was waiting for me to call her over so I could fuck her.

  “Yeah, man, unless you want her?” I offered.

  “Na, she’s ok. I want some new pussy. We need some new whores around here. Especially now there’s no Cammie.”

  “Had a soft spot for her did ya?” I asked as I tipped my head back and downed my drink.

  “She’d let me do anything to her and I mean anything.” I hated hearing him talk about Cammie that way, she was like a sister to me and it made me protective of her, but I couldn’t let it show. “So what about your Old Lady? Not giving it to you anymore?”

  “Here and there…”

  “I bet that baby ruined her pussy, I can’t imagine fucking a woman who’s had a child.”

  “You fucked Cammie,” I stated.

  “She’s not a mum,” he chuckled.

  “She had a baby, he was still born,” I informed him, peeling at the label on the beer bottle.

  “Shit. You could never tell, brilliant I can add chicks who have had kids back onto my fuck list,” he smiled like he was proud of himself.

  “I’m bored, I don’t wanna go home to a house full of screaming kids. You got anything on?”

  “Well…” he started saying when the Prez interrupted us.

  “VP, let’s go.”

  “Sorry, man. I’ll leave you to have some fun of your own.” He meant Roxy and I couldn’t think of anything worse.

  “Thanks, man. Catch ya later.” I walked away from him and up to the bar, I tried to listen to what the Prez was saying to him but couldn’t hear from Roxy talking my ear off. This bitch was annoying the crap out of me.

  “So?” she asked.

  “Huh? What?” I couldn’t recall a single thing she had said.

  “Where to and how do you want me?” She started undoing the buttons on her shirt and I took a step back.

  “Sorry, I gotta get back to my Old Lady.” I winked at her and walked away, I was hoping to see where the Prez and Ripped went but I couldn’t make it obvious and follow them out.

  I got to my bike and noticed that all the other bikes were gone, which meant I missed out on an opportunity to follow them.

  “FUCK!” I shouted and slammed my fist into the wooden fence that was beside me.

  I pulled up to my house and was surprised to see a bike sitting in the driveway. I couldn’t think whose bike it was, I panicked that they were all in danger and rushed into the house.

  “Sugar?” I called out.

  “In here,” she called back, I followed her voice and she was in the living room, Liam and Tegan were laying on an activity mat and Kelsey was laying on her front colouring in. I looked into the eyes of a man I hadn’t seen for over ten years.

  “What the fuck are you doing here?” I shouted.

  “Daddy, you said a bad word.” Kelsey sung, not looking up from her colouring book.

  “Kade!” Heather hissed at me. I was clenching and unclenching my fists and could feel the pain in my right hand where I had punched the fence, but it wouldn’t stop me punching this guy in the face. I didn’t want him here, around my woman and kids.

  “Now, is that anyway to greet your father? I wanted to come and see my grandchildren.”

  “Kitchen, now!” I growled at him. I turned around and walked away from him. I heard him following me, what was he doing here?

  “Now, Kade, listen before…”

  “Blade,” I told him, cutting him off.

  “Sorry, Blade…”

  “Did you even visit her?” I asked, cutting him off again. He looked confused. “Kayleigh, did you see her before she died?”

  “I wanted to…”

  “She was your fucking daughter and you couldn’t spare a day to go and see her. She almost died alone!” I shouted.

  “Kade?” Heather whispered behind me and I held out my hand for her, not looking at her. She grabbed it and we stood together as a united front.

  “It’s ok, sugar, he was just leaving.” I stared at my dad and waited for him to argue.

  “K… Blade, I need your help.”

  “Not now,” I growled at him, he had been an enforcer just like me for an MC in Somerset. He knew the rules, no talk about it in front of Old Ladies. I started walking him to the door, Heather hot on my heels.

  “They’re gonna kill me,” he said as he stepped outside. I heard Heather gasp and I looked at her to see her hand covering her mouth. I looked at the man standing in front of me, he was fifty seven, had grey strands covering his head and beard, his jeans were old and had holes in them, his leather jacket was worn, a Somerset Saints & Sinners patch covering it.

  “I don’t wanna hear it,” I told him.

  “Kade!” Heather snapped at me.

  “Get in the house!” Her mouth opened to speak and I shouted, “NOW!” She hurried off, shutting the door behind her and I stalked towards my dad, pushing his strong body up against the fence.

  “You do not come in here and talk in front of my Old Lady. I will not have her involved. I have a family to protect.” I stepped away from him and ran my hands over my face, I didn’t need this now. I had so much on my plate I didn’t need to fight his battles for him too.

  “It wasn’t my fault you know, her death.”

  “It was cancer,” I stated. Did he not even know how his own daughter died? He was never there for us when we were growing up, if I got into fights at school he never tried to help, he always said, ‘Fight back, what are you a pussy’.

  “Not Kayleigh, your mother.”

  “Not your fault!” I screamed at him, my face close to his. “A bomb was put in her car! A rival club sent you a message and used her to do it. How is that not your fault?”

  “I…”

  “Get the fuck away, you deserve what’s coming to you. As far as I’m concerned, they are my only family left,” I yelled, pointing at the house behind me.

  “I can help you, I can get the information you need.”

  “What? How did you…”

  “I have contacts in the police force, when I heard your name mentioned I needed to know what they had on you.”

  “Can you make the threat the police have over me go away?”

  “I’
m afraid not, son. But I have information on the Destroyers warehouse in Cornwall. They…”

  “Not here.” I was always unsure of who could be around and listening. “I’ll meet you later, at the beach. Midnight.” He nodded in agreement, he straddled his bike and rode away from me. Was he finally going to be the dad I needed? Finally be someone I could trust to help me?

  “Daddy?” a little voice chirped behind me. I spun around to see Kelsey looking at me as she held out a piece of paper for me.

  “What’s that, sweetheart?” I asked, picking her up and looking at the drawing.

  “That’s you, mummy, Teg and Li. That’s me, in pink.” She smiled, proud of her drawing.

  “That’s really great. Have you shown mummy?” she nodded, kissed me on the cheek and wriggled to get down. She ran off back into the living room and I followed behind her quietly, stretching my hand out, it still hurt from where I had hit the fence earlier. I needed some ice on it. I walked into the kitchen and pulled open the freezer looking for ice cubes.

  “What you doing?” Heather asked.

  “Looking for some ice.” I held up my hand to show her.

  “Shit, Kade. Did you hit him?” She didn’t sound pleased, I couldn’t find any ice so I shut the door and turned around to face her.

  “No, I hit a fence at the clubhouse earlier.” She rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand to look at it.

  “You’ve got splinters in the cuts. Sit down.” She pointed to a stool at the breakfast bar as she began digging around in a cupboard.

  “What are you doing?” I asked as she came closer.

  “Getting the splinters out and patching you up,” she smiled, showing me the first aid kit. My heart slammed against my chest, she wanted to take care of me. I loved that. I sat still while she pulled out little splinters of wood and cleaned out the wound and then wrapped my hand in a bandage.

  “I love you, sugar,” I smiled at her, pulling her close to me and claiming her lips.