Torch's Torment Royal Bastards MC Los Angeles, CA Chapter

by J. Lynn Lombard

  His arms come around me tighter and he lifts me up. I straddle his waist and feel the hardness behind the zipper of his jeans. Is he finally giving in?

  I look into his eyes and they’re hooded with desire. His lips are millimeters away from mine. I lean in and close the small distance between us. When my lips land on his, I’m at peace. Torch squeezes my ass with his strong hands. I open my mouth and his tongue finds mine. Our first kiss has my head dizzy and my heart ready to explode. I groan and it urges Torch on. He lays me down onto the cold mat and covers his body with mine. He keeps kissing me as his hips drive into me, rubbing my clit through my shorts. I’m close to coming and he’s barely touched me.

  I grab his head and pull him closer to me, desperate to keep going. Torch pulls his body away slightly and his hand grips my breast, kneading it gently. He yanks my tank top and bra over my head, exposing my scarred chest to him.

  “Keep going, Torch, please.” I all but beg against his lips.

  “I’m not going to fuck you now, Daisy. But I will give you what I can.” Torch’s voice is strained with passion.

  His hands move lower to the top of my shorts and he pops the button. I lift my hips and he slides them down my legs along with my panties. I’m fully naked and he’s still dressed. I yank on his belt buckle, but Torch shifts his hips away and traps my hands above my head. “Still, sweet girl or I’ll stop.” His ice blue eyes penetrate into my soul and I stop moving. “Enjoy the sensations I’m giving you. Enjoy my touch against your body and let go. Let it all go.” Torch’s husky voice sends shivers across my skin and goes deep into my heart. I immediately stop moving and close my eyes, concentrating on his hands across my skin. His lips are on my flesh as they trail kisses down my body until Torch’s hot breath blows across the apex of my thighs. His tongue darts out and presses against my pussy and I’m putty in his hands.

  “That’s it, sweet girl. Let go and just feel.” Torch’s tongue flattens against my clit and my pussy contracts. Every stroke of his tongue on my clit and inside my pussy causes me to moan. Every bite and nibble on the tender flesh has my hips bucking toward his mouth. One of Torch’s fingers enters me and strokes my walls while his tongue laps up my juices. He growls low and it vibrates my pussy.

  “Oh my God, Torch. Don’t stop.” I beg. “I’m so close, keep going.”

  “I don’t plan on stopping sweet girl. Not until you’re coming on my tongue and down my throat.” Torch enters two fingers inside of me and begins pushing them in and out while his thumb rubs my clit. Tingles start low in my stomach and work their way through every limb, vein and nerve ending.

  “Oh, fuck.” My pussy clamps down onto Torch’s fingers as an orgasm rocks my world. He licks, sucks and fucks my pussy with his mouth and fingers until I can’t move. My chest is rapidly rising and falling and Torch slows down, bringing me back down from wherever in the hell he just took me. If he can do this to me with just his fingers and tongue, I can only imagine what he can do with his cock.

  Torch kisses his way up my body until his lips are inches from mine. “That was perfect sweet girl.” He leans in and kisses me. I can taste myself on his tongue and it’s something I enjoy. I grab the back of Torch’s head and keep his lips against mine, greedy for his taste.

  He rocks his hips into me, bringing me back for more. But all too soon Torch pulls away and lifts me up until I’m straddling his lap. My bare pussy grinding against his hard cock. “I want to fuck, Torch.”

  He stills underneath me and grips my hips hard, probably leaving bruises. “I’m not fucking you tonight, Daisy. Get dressed.” He lifts me off his lap and my face heats with embarrassment.

  I grab my clothes and put them on with chopped motions. Tears are in my eyes from his rejection but I won’t let him see them fall. “I should’ve fucking known,” I growl. I should’ve known he would fuck me. I’m not experienced with what he wants so he doesn’t want me.

  “Hey, sweet girl.” Torch grabs my arm and pulls me against him.

  “Fuck off, Torch. Let. Me. Go.” I’m so pissed, I see red.

  “Now hold on. What the fuck did I do?”

  I look up into his eyes and pin him with a menacing glare. “What the fuck did you do? What the fuck didn’t you do. I tell you what I want and you can’t even give that to me. What’s the matter, you’re saving your dick for Rose? You won’t fuck me because you want to fuck Rose? Is that it? I’m a fucking pity fuck.” I run out of steam and wrench my arm out of his hold. I walk in a fast pace to the door and turn around before leaving. “If you think for one second, I’ll stand by and let you go that easily. You’re sorely mistaken. Rose will regret the day she crossed me and took what I wanted.” I slam the door behind me, leaving Torch staring after me with a confused expression on his face.

  Hurrying to my room, I slam the door shut and lock it behind me. Alone, finally, I let the tears fall down my face and I slide to the floor with my back against the door. Damn it. I’m so fucking stupid to think he’d want a girl like me. So, fucking stupid, Torch would want someone as damaged as I am. If he decides he doesn’t want me, I’ll have no choice but to leave him behind and leave the clubhouse. I won’t be able to stay here watching him with her. No way will I torment myself with that.

  No one has ever wanted me and no one ever will.

  Chapter 3

  Rose

  Teeth

  I watch Daisy run out of the workout room in the back of the Clubhouse and my heart breaks for her. I’ve been in her shoes, walked in her path many years ago. Torch comes out a few minutes later, his long blonde hair falling into his piercing blue eyes. Pain and confusion written all over his handsome face. He’s struggling with his emotions and I need to be the one to help him decide.

  This trio I’ve found myself in isn’t something I expected. I came here to hide. To escape my past and start over fresh. Not to become the other woman, again. Not to drive a wedge between two people who are destined to be together.

  The girls here label me as a patch whore, but that isn’t what’s going on at all. I don’t have the heart or strength to tell them the truth. If I do, there will be more people in danger than just me and I can’t do that to them. Danyella, Daisy and Monica have been through so much these last few months, I can’t add my problems to them. Then there are the little ones running around the Clubhouse, Aerial and Nina. They’re a blessing in a world of chaos.

  The only ones who know the truth are Capone and Red. Capone knows because he’s the President of the Royal Bastards and he worked out a deal with my father to keep me safe. Red knows by accident because one night, I drank too much, missing my family and he happened to be there. I spilled every dirty little secret I had to him. Once my mouth opened, I couldn’t get it to shut up.

  Torch’s eyes land on me and he graces me with a smile. There’s confusion is in the depths of those piercing blue eyes, but also want and desire. I want him just as much, but I have to step away. I cannot make things worse than what they are.

  “Rose.” Torch’s gravelly voice floats across the space between us and sends my heart into overdrive.

  “Torch, what do you want?” That’s a loaded question. I don’t think he knows what he wants.

  Torch shakes his head and stands a few feet from me. “I don’t know. Things are so fucked up right now. I’m worried I’ll make a mistake. One I can’t fix.”

  Torch watches me as I close the distance between us. I run my finger over the wrinkle in between his eyes, smoothing the skin. Torch closes his eyes and releases a deep sigh. I’ve been in his boots before. Fuck, I’ve been through it all. If I wasn’t the other woman, my heart was torn in two between two different men at the same time.

  “What does your heart tell you?” I rest the palm of my hand on his cut, over his heart.

  “It tells me what I feel is wrong. That I shouldn’t want to feel this way, but I do.” Torch rests his hand over mine.

  “That’s your head, Torch. Not your heart. Listen to this.”
I pat his chest and move my hand to his head. “Not this. Now what’s your heart telling you?” I lean into him until we’re hairs breathe apart. Close enough for Torch to kiss me if he wants.

  He swallows hard and I lick my lips, waiting. Waiting for him to make a decision. I see it before he does and know my time here is almost done.

  “I…” Torch’s hot breath fans across my lips. “I can’t do this. Not right now.” He pulls away and I hold back the hurt. I knew it was going to sting like a bitch, but his decision is made. He’s listening to his heart, now it’s time for me to listen to mine.

  “I understand. What we had was fun and something I’ll cherish for the rest of my life. You listened to your heart, now it’s my turn to do the same.” I turn on my heels but before I can get far Torch grabs my hand and spins me back around. He engulfs me into a hug, his warm body wrapping around me, easing the pain in my chest.

  “I’m sorry, Rose.” Torch cups the side of my face and brings his lips to mine. His other hand around my waist pushing me into him. Into the hardness behind his jeans. I moan and Torch swoops his tongue inside my mouth. Sparks ignite my skin. I feel it every time he touches me.

  Breaking the kiss, I lean my forehead against his. “Are you sure?”

  “I’m not sure about anything.” Torch confesses. Which tells me I still have a chance. But do I want it? Do I want to take the plunge or is it time to head home?

  Is it time I go back home and take back my rightful place? The one place where I will thrive. Where I’ll claim what’s mine and grab it by the balls. Where I’ll show those fuckers who forced me into hiding that I’m back. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.

  Chapter 4

  Torch

  Burn

  What in the actual fuck am I doing? My head is so fucked up right now, I can’t think straight. On one hand I want Rose. On the other, I want Daisy. They both have worked their way under my skin. The moment Rose asked me what my heart wanted, not my head, the decision became as clear as riding my bike down a lonely road. Peace settled over me.

  Then I had to kiss her, bringing all these feelings I have for her to the forefront of my mind. Rose and I had a special bond I didn’t know was forming. She was supposed to be a fun time, time to blow off steam and walk away from with no feeling attached. That didn’t happen. Every time I touch her, sparks ignite all through my body. A feeling I can’t ignore anymore.

  Then there’s Daisy. What we did in the gym shouldn’t have happened but I won’t take it back and want to do it again. She inched her way under my skin and I didn’t even realize it. She has been through so much, the need to protect her overtakes me and I’m powerless to stop it. Tonight, when I eased her pain even for a few minutes, it felt right. It felt like we belonged together.

  “Rose,” I call to her and stop her from walking away. She turns around with a smile on her beautiful face.

  “Go get the one you want. I’m doing the same. You just gave me the huge push I needed.” She turns around on her boots and heads into the clubhouse.

  Confused as fuck what she means, I shake it off and head inside. The guys are relaxing around the commons room either playing pool, Xbox or drinking at the bar. The music is low key tonight. Not every night we party and fuck. Some nights like tonight are the nights I enjoy at my age. Ok, I’m not old, but I’ve done my share of drugs, partying and fucking to last me a lifetime. Being a prospect in the Royal Bastards at the age of sixteen, club pussy was available at every turn under Chains’ control. They’d throw that pussy in my face and who was I to resist? So, I’d fuck or get blow jobs by the best of them. Once Capone took control of our Chapter, he cleaned house. Yes, we have Patch whores around but they know the rules of our Club. If a brother has an Ol’ Lady, you respect that shit and don’t touch them. If they’re single, they’re fair game. We take loyalty and respect seriously here.

  “What can I get ya, Torch?” Bones asks. He’s Red’s Prospect and soon to be patched in.

  “Shot of Captain.” I rap my knuckles on the bar. “Make that the whole fucking bottle, Prospect.”

  “Lady trouble?” Bones slides the whole bottle of Captain Morgan to me and I take a long swig before answering.

  “Something like that.” I step away from the bar with the bottle in my hand and find myself staring at the memorial wall. I take a drink in front of each brother whose fallen in honor of the Royal Bastards. Whose loyalty cost them their lives. When I get to the last cut with a picture of Alex, who wasn’t even here long enough to get a road name, I swallow hard. Derange, who was Alex’s sponsor, hasn’t said much about his death but I can tell he blames himself. Every night I’d see Derange over here either staring at his memorial or talking to him. I don’t know what their conversations entail, but it seems to help.

  After the Salazar Cartel came here and tried to destroy us, Alex was the only one to die during the fight. They killed him immediately and he had no idea death was knocking on his door. We paid the Cartel back for killing one of our own. An eye for an eye. Except we obliterated their whole fucking operation and I was the one behind blowing their shit up.

  A smirk appears on my face and I salute Alex’s memorial. “Here’s to you, brother.” I take a swig of Captain and let it burn all the way to my gut. I need liquid courage to execute my next plan and that’s claiming what’s mine before someone else does.

  “Torch.” Capone stands next to me and I grunt. “Listen, brother. A lot of shit’s happening right now and I need your head in the game. Things are moving fast and by the looks of it, Razor is right in the middle.”

  “Doesn’t surprise me, Prez. He always was a worthless piece of shit.” I growl. Razor is my half-brother and an original member of RBMC who brought me into the Royal Bastards years ago. His father fucked my mother and had me. He despised me from day one and I never understood why he brought me here. It never made sense.

  “With him back, Five-O is going to be crawling up your ass. I need you to lay low for a few days.” Capone shifts from one foot to another.

  “What else?”

  “I need you to find out if Daisy recognizes him. If he was there when she was or if this is a new Black Market Railroad channel.”

  Fuck, that’s the last thing I want to do. But I’ll do it for the safety of my brothers. “Consider it done.” I take another hefty swig of Captain and head up to Daisy’s room. This will be either a make-or-break time for us. I need more liquid courage to ask the woman who’s been driving me insane to remember details of a dark time of her life.

  Fuck. My. Life.

  Chapter 5

  Daisy

  I Am The Fire

  I pick myself up off the floor and head into the shower. I need to find myself and be happy with who I am. The only problem with that is when you’re told your whole life you’re worthless and never amount to anything, it’s hard to find peace inside you. My birth parents were good at that. They didn’t want me around but didn’t want me to leave. If I did, they’d lose control over me and the government money they were getting by having me around. That’s why I ended up running away and in trouble with the Bloody Scorpions. I was trying to escape the hell the people who birthed me put me through and Drew from Bloody Scorpions found me. At first, it was everything I wanted, that’s how they lured me into their MC. Gave me promises of a good life when I was at my lowest and then snatched me up and chained me to a wall with other girls they took against their will. Fuck I was stupid.

  Turning the shower on, I undress and stare at myself in the mirror. The scars marring my chest are the only flaws visible to the eye. When Monica and I went to rescue Danyella, Bloody Scorpions shot at us and I was caught in the crosshairs. Derange worked his magic and saved me. I owe him my life. No one can see the scars underneath though. The pain in my soul. I hide it the best I can. What J.J. did to me wasn’t necessary. The rape is something I’ll have to live with for the rest of my life. The way he took something from me that wasn’t his is something I have to
cope with. And I have with the help from Torch and the rest of the Royal Bastards. If I could, I’d kill J.J. all over again for taking that power away from me, but Capone and Blayze did that for me. At the time I don’t think I’d be able to handle it. I wasn’t as strong as I am now.

  I step into the shower and with as much as I don’t want to, I wash Torch’s scent off me. He brought me to life. He showed me how a real man should handle his woman. Am I his woman now? I don’t know where his head is at. I know he has feelings for Rose. They’ve been fucking for a couple of months while I sit in the shadows and wish it were me. But he also has feelings for me. Torch showed that tonight. His dick might be getting off with Rose, but his heart belongs to me. Now I need to turn it around and make him want me the way he wants her.

  My palms flit over my skin and work their way down to my pussy. I close my eyes and remember Torch’s mouth skimming over my clit. His fingers diving into my greedy pussy and I moan. I work my fingers inside myself, mimicking the way Torch strummed my pussy. The palm of my hand rubbing my clit while I finger myself thinking of Torch. God that man knows how to work my body. I can only imagine what he can do with his cock. The places he can take me. Right when I’m on the verge of getting myself off, the shower curtain flings open and a scream rips from my lips.

  “What are you thinking about, Precious?” Torch’s eyes rake over my body with a smirk on his lips. His eyes zero in on my pussy.

  “Torch! What the fuck are you doing? You scared the crap out of me.” I cover myself the best I can but he pulls my hands away from my body, sucking the fingers that I just had inside my pussy. “How’d you get in?”