“No, we’re all good. Thanks.” He winked at her and although she must have been in her sixties, a shot of jealousy surged through my body.
“Come on handsome, let’s go to bed.” I placed my hand in his and started dragging him up the stairs.
“Enjoy your stay!” she called out after us.
Once we reached the top of the stairs, Drake and I walked to the first door on the left, the one numbered three and he unlocked it. We walked in to a small room with a double bed, one bedside table, a dressing table and a door that led to an en-suite bathroom. I pushed the door open to see a toilet, sink and shower cubicle. I looked over my shoulder as I heard Drake place our bags onto the bed. I walked towards him and began rummaging around in mine until I found something to wear to bed and my wash bag. Once my hands landed on my pyjamas, I pulled them out and they were soon yanked out of my hands, I looked to my right to see Drake smiling at me.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“No clothes tonight,” he stated, grinning.
“What if there is a fire and we need to evacuate?”
“Then we go out naked and proud.” My eyes bulged as I listened to what he was saying. “Darlin’, we’ll grab the dressing gowns that are on the back of the door.” He pointed over his shoulder and I giggled as I slapped him lightly on his chest.
“I’m going to clean my face and brush my teeth.”
“Don’t lock the door, I need a piss,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed and began unlacing his boots.
“Well, did you wanna use the bathroom first then?”
“Na, you carry on.” He winked at me.
I was just finishing washing my face when the bathroom door pushed open, I watched Drake through the mirror as he strolled past me and stood in front of the toilet.
“I’m almost done!” I called out.
“Good.” He winked at me, looking over his shoulder as he urinated. I rolled my eyes at him, he could have waited two more minutes until I finished. I bent over the sink and splashed my face with water. I yelped as Drake pressed his body against mine and I felt his hardness through my jeans. After I patted my face dry, I looked at him through the mirror and his eyes were dark and hungry. He swiped my hair off of my right shoulder and his hand grazed down my back until he had a good grip on my hips and he ground his pelvis into me. I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
“I thought you were exhausted?”
“Never too tired to be with my woman.” His voice was laced with desire as his lips brushed over my neck, causing my legs to wobble. I hoped he didn’t expect me to stand for this. His rough hands brushed over the skin on my tummy and moved upwards, taking my t-shirt with them. I loved watching his facial expressions in the mirror, he looked at my body like it was made of his favourite whisky and he wanted to savour every part of me. My hair bounced around my shoulders once my t-shirt was pulled off over my head, he made quick work of my bra and then his hands were covering my breasts, kneading them and plucking at my nipples. I couldn’t help but sigh his name, I had never had a set of hands on me that made me feel this good. The trail of his fingertips over my skin had goosebumps forming and my hips moved in invitation, I needed him to slip his hands inside my jeans. The anticipation was building as he flicked open the button on my jeans and slowly pulled the zip down, I cursed myself for not wearing a baggier pair that would have fallen straight to the floor. Drake began kissing down my back as he lowered to the floor, pushing down my skinny jeans as he went. He pushed his hand onto the middle of my back and I leant on my forearms on the side of the sink, I stepped out of my jeans and my knees almost buckled as his nose brushed against my core as he took in a deep breath. Fuck, that was hot. He wasted no time in ridding me of my underwear and as he stood back up, I noticed he was still fully clothed, the only items he had removed were his socks and leather jacket.
“Dray, you’re a bit overdressed,” I stuttered as his hands slipped around my waist again and made a trail down my tummy, through the soft curls on my pubic bone. As his fingers fluttered over my clit, I dropped my head back to his shoulder and closed my eyes.
“Eyes open,” he demanded.
“Clothes off,” I shot straight back. He chuckled as he kissed the side of my head.
“So bossy.” He laughed. “You do know, once I’m patched in and you’re officially my Old Lady, you have to do exactly as I say.”
“I do exactly as you say now. See, eyes open.”
“You argue with me a hell of a lot.” He grinned as one of his hands left my body and I felt his belt being loosened.
“You’d be bored with a woman who rolled over when you told her to.”
“You know me so well.” I gasped as his fingers entered me and more desire shot through my body as the material of his jeans fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. I mewled in disappointment when his fingers slipped out of me. I went to turn around to rid him of his t-shirt when he shook his head.
“I want us both to watch when I’m filling you.” A slight blush crept up my skin, I had never watched myself whilst having sex before and it surprised me how much I liked the idea. “Forearms on the counter and keep your eyes on the mirror.” He reached behind his head and tugged his t-shirt off. I bent at the waist, spreading my legs. I took in all of Drake’s body, his large sculpted arms, hair free chest, solid thighs and large hands. He bent at the knees and his cock prodded at my entrance, I had to force myself to stay still and not push back against him, I knew I’d get in trouble for doing that when he was in charge. His eyes connected with mine in the mirror as he pushed inside of me in one thrust, I gasped and the corner of his mouth rose in a cocky smile. He knew that he made me feel good. When he started a punishing rhythm by head fell forward through pleasure and I moaned when he gathered my hair together and pulled my head back.
“Eyes,” was all he said. I was nearly in a standing position, all that was left on the counter were my hands keeping me steady. A layer of sweat built between our bodies and I struggled to keep my eyes open as the first wave of my release shot through me. Drake didn’t ease up on his pace, in fact, one of his hands roamed around to the front of my body, trailing upwards until his large hand was splayed out on my chest and his thumb was gently rubbing at the base of my throat. This position caused my head to lay back against his shoulder and I had to look down through my eyelashes to watch us in the mirror. His other hand began a trail down my body until he was pressing against my clit. My breathing became laboured and I was panting and moaning, my orgasm was close and the first tingles of it had my eyes drifting closed until I felt a slap against my bum and my eyes shot open.
“You liked that, your pussy clenched around my cock as my hand slapped your skin.” He returned his fingers to my clit. “Keep them eyes open and come for me.” I whimpered as his speed picked up, I didn’t want to release my orgasm and have this be over, he made my body feel like no one else ever had.
“Now!” he roared, slapping my skin again. My pussy tightened and I cried out as the dizziness flew through my body, causing black spots to form behind my eyes. Drake’s hips kept moving as he filled me, never taking his eyes off of mine. He released the grip he had on my chest and my hands fell back to the sink, keeping me up as I tried to control my breathing. Drake’s head fell against my damp back and his breath on me helped calm me down.
“Let’s grab a shower,” he mumbled as he stepped back away from me, causing his release to flow down the inside of my thigh. I grabbed a piece of toilet tissue and cleaned myself up before I made a mess on the floor. Drake grabbed hold of my hand as he stepped into the cubicle.
“Oh, hold on a minute.” I pulled my hand out of his and routed through my wash bag that was by the sink. When I found a hair clip, I gathered my hair together and twisted it up into the clip. “I don’t want to get my hair too wet,” I explained at his puzzled expression.
The hot water was amazing, beating down onto my skin. Drake was always great at distracting me
, I just hoped that one day we could have a normal, stress free, drama free, relationship.
Chapter 13
Drake
We had a new car delivered to the B&B at five in the morning as promised and the old car was taken away. We were now left with a red Mazda MX-5. I wasn’t convinced it would be very good protection if we got shot at but it would be good to whiz in and out of traffic in.
“How long til we get there?” Ashlyn asked through a yawn.
“Tired, darlin’?” I grinned.
“Hmm mmm, someone wore me out last night.” She closed her eyes and leant her head back against the head rest.
“Complaining?”
“No, I want as much of you as I can get. While I still have you,” she mumbled the last bit as her eyes closed and she fell asleep. What the hell did she mean by ‘While I still have you’? I was snapped out of my thoughts as I heard the rumble of bikes. I looked through all my mirrors and saw a group of three bikes heading behind us in the outside lane. I quickly shot into the inside lane, noticing there was a turn off coming soon, if the bikes were on our tail then I’d have an escape. I was surprised when the bikes shot past, a sigh of relief left my lips when I saw Leicestershire Crusaders patches. They must have been on a run or something and were heading back, I wouldn’t be far behind them when we pull into their compound. I slipped back out to the outside lane and pushed my foot on the accelerator.
***
Two hours later, I pulled in through the gates to the Leicestershire Crusaders, Ashlyn was still fast asleep and I didn’t want to wake her, it was only seven thirty in the morning. I was greeted by Rooster, the VP of the club.
“Drake, good to see you again.” Rooster shook my hand and then his gaze landed on the car. “Ashlyn?”
“Sleeping. I’m going to get her inside, same room as before?” He nodded as he fished a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up.
“She ok?” he asked.
“Yeah, freaked out more than anything. I’m going to put her to bed.”
I started walking past when Rooster called out, “Church, ten minutes.”
“I’ll be there.”
I walked down the dark hallway looking for the room we stayed in before, I kicked the door open and it pretty much looked the same, except for different sheets and duvet. I placed Ashlyn on the bed and sat beside her, stroking her hair out of her face. I hated leaving her here while she slept. I figured out pretty quickly that if she went to sleep with me she didn’t get night terrors, if she fell asleep alone then she did. So I always made a point to be with her when she was sleepy. I just hoped that leaving her here to sleep wasn’t a bad decision. I climbed to my feet, leant over her and kissed her gently on the lips before leaving the room. I closed the door quietly behind me and as I turned around, I saw Denise, the Prez’s Old Lady rushing towards me.
“How is she?” She looked towards the door with a worried look on her face.
“She’s sleeping. She’s strong, a fighter. She’ll be ok.”
“There was another girl left outside last week.” I rose my eyebrow in question. “She didn’t make it. It breaks my heart.”
“He’s a sick fuck, when I get my hands on him…”
“Church!” Prez shouted as he stood outside of the room, all the guys started heading that way so I joined them.
As usual, we had to stash our weapons away before we sat down. Once we were all ready, the Prez slammed the gavel to get the meeting started.
“As you all have probably seen, Drake is back, with Ashlyn. They need our protection once more. We now have reason to believe that this son of a bitch that wants Ashlyn is behind the attacks on the girls that have been dumped here. In a note, he made a reference to Amber. Henry and Monkey, I want you two to go and check on her, for all we know this Switch guy probably thinks she’s dead, if he realises she isn’t, he may want her to be. If she’s noticed anything unusual around, don’t hesitate in bringing her back. Drake, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you and Ashlyn to leave the compound, I’m calling a lockdown on just you two, if we get more trouble I may have to call a complete lockdown. Everyone stay focused. Wiz, get in touch with some of your contacts and let’s see if we can get this motherfucker before he gets to us.”
“Boss.”
Prez slammed his gavel down and I leant back in my chair and rubbed my hands up and down my face. Before I knew it, the room was empty except for me and Prez.
“Prospect.”
“Prez.” I nodded.
“I’m not stupid and I’m not blind. I know how much you care for that woman, does she feel the same for you?”
“Yes, sir.”
“It’s a big rule that you’re breaking. I don’t know how your Prez will feel about it. You’re a good prospect, you have a lot of potential to do good. If you are made to choose, and you can’t leave that girl in there, and I know if it came down to it, I wouldn’t be able to leave my Old Lady, then there is a patch here waiting for you.”
“Oh, wow. Thanks, Prez, I really appreciate that.” I stood up, causing my chair to squeak on the floor. I leant over the table and shook his hand. “It means a lot.”
***
Mason
“Cam?” I kissed the back of her neck as I tried to wake her up. “I need to get to Church. Harley is awake, he needs feeding, sweetheart.”
“I’m awake,” she mumbled, not opening her eyes. I chuckled behind her, one thing she loved was her sleep. I tried to help with Harley in any way that I could but she had the one asset that he needed, milk. I climbed off the bed and picked him up out of his moses basket as he began to fuss.
“What time is it?” she asked as she pushed herself up into a sitting position, making herself comfy and freeing her breast.
“Seven.”
“What? He only fed half an hour ago.” She covered herself back up and held out her arms for him.
“You get some sleep, I’ll take him with me,” I told her as I placed him on my shoulder.
“You sure?”
“Yes.” I sat on the edge of the bed so I could give her a kiss and she kissed Harley on the head before we left the room.
I strolled down the hallway and pushed the door open for church; I was the last one. I took my usual seat besides the Prez.
“We got a new member?” Prez chuckled.
“Yep, one day. Cam was tired.”
“Been there, brother,” Prez said, squeezing my shoulder. He was the only other member that had kids. “So, agenda one, Drake and Ashlyn have received another note from Switch, it seems he has been involved in some other girls going missing and they’re turning up dead at one of our charters, that’s where they are now. Pipe has a good team there and I believe it’s the best place for them to be. Toes, any news on tracking this shitbag yet?”
“Nothing, Prez, it’s like he’s dead. Nothing, and no one, connects to him.”
“Shit. Do the usual rounds, sort it out amongst yourselves and make sure there is always protection here. Any other business?”
“Prez.” Hitch lifted his chin and Prez waved his hand to tell him we were all listening. “I’d like to make another proposal to get my VP patch back.” The whole room groaned, he was constantly on about this.
“Am I not doing a good enough job?” I barked at Hitch.
“Well, clearly you’ve got other priorities now,” he said, pointing at Harley.
“If anything this will mean I will work harder to protect my club, woman and kid.”
“Hitch, I’ve spoken to Dredd at the Hampshire Crusaders, he’s looking for a new VP. I’ve put in a good word, he wants you there.”
“Really? That would be great. Daisy too?”
“Yeah, you can take your Old Lady too.”
“Sweet. When?”
“Once all this mess with Ashlyn is sorted and we patch Drake in.” Prez slammed the gavel down and everyone left the room, including Hitch with a big ass smile on his face.
“Prez?” I asked, he g
ave me that look to say he wanted me to stay so we could talk.
“Ashlyn, should we send some of our guys there? To help protect her?”
“You don’t trust Drake and the LC?”
“Yeah, I do. I just got a bad feeling.”
“You want me to go and check it out, Prez?” He rubbed at the stubble on his chin.
“No, Cammie needs you here. Harley needs you here. I’ll leave it for the minute, I just hope I’m not making the wrong decision.”
I stood up and squeezed his shoulder. “Let me know if you change your mind, I can be up and back in a day if needs be.”
“Thanks, VP.”
I left the room and headed back to Cammie, no doubt she was still fast asleep. I pushed the door open quietly but when I looked over to the bed it was empty and the bathroom door was pushed closed. Harley had fallen back to sleep so I placed him in his moses basket and went in search of my wife. I pushed the bathroom door open to find Cammie standing naked and looking in the mirror.
“What you doing, sexy?” I laughed.
“My body is different,” she complained as she examined her reflection.
“Of course it is, you grew our boy in there.” I sauntered towards her and placed my hands on her hips from behind.
“After Noah, I shrank back to my normal size really quickly.”
“But you were grieving, sweetheart. You probably didn’t look after yourself properly.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“You look sexy as fuck to me and I want to fuck you so bad.”
“You know you can’t, not yet. It’s too soon and I need to start on the pill or something.”
“Na, let’s just have more babies.” I winked at her through the mirror.
“Let’s enjoy Harley for a couple of years first, yeah?”
“We’ll see. You getting in the shower?” She nodded her head and I gave her a gentle slap on the bum. “Hurry up, then we’ll all get some breakfast together.”
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