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

by J. Lynn Lombard

  Danyella claps her hands and the two heathens quiet down. “Go in the living room. We’ll be out soon, please.” Nina and Aerial drag their feet across the kitchen tile and with slumped shoulders go into the commons room. I wait until I hear the movie start up again before continuing.

  “Rose isn’t an issue like I thought.”

  Rose and Jax come walking into the kitchen. They stop short when they see me, Danyella, Monica and Kensi standing there.

  Kensi’s eyes grow wide as she watches Jax. He puts his arm protectively around Rose and we all stand in uncomfortable silence.

  Monica being the straight-forward bitch she’s known to be breaks the tension. “Well with twins it’s bound to happen one day.” Monica shrugs her shoulders. Jax lets out a small chuckle and Rose swats him then glares at him.

  “She does have a point. One that Torch pointed out earlier.” Jax plays with Roses's red hair.

  “You can’t. I can’t. Just no. Ok. Just no.” Rose sputters before fixing a cup of coffee. She won’t make eye contact with any of us.

  “Girl, lighten up would ya? What’s it like being with twins? Are they exactly the same?” Monica asks wiggling her eyebrows.

  “Not going there, Monica.” Rose counters.

  “But you’ve got to tell us,” Danyella chimes in. “It’s girl code.”

  I’m watching while standing next to Jax trying not to laugh. “Are you going to bail her out?” I ask Jax.

  “Nope.” Jax pops the P. “She dug herself into this when she slept with my twin. Now I’m gonna enjoy the show.”

  Rose looks up and pleads for help with her eyes. Jax shrugs his shoulders and stifles a laugh while Monica and Danyella keep hounding Rose for answers.

  Feeling bad for Rose, I step in. “Girls, stop. Maybe Rose doesn’t want to kiss and tell.”

  Monica and Danyella pout. “Thank you.” Rose mouths.

  “You’re welcome,” I whisper back.

  “Listen,” Rose speaks, “I’m leaving in a few hours.”

  “What? Why?” Danyella asks.

  “Where are you going?” Monica asks.

  “I’m heading back home.” Rose grabs her cup and takes a sip. “I’ve got things that can’t be ignored and I can’t hide anymore.”

  “Where’s home?” Danyella questions.

  “Texas.” Rose fakes a smile when she makes eye contact with Jax. “I have a lot of packing to do so I have to get moving it.”

  Danyella engulfs Rose in a hug. “We’re going to miss you. Say in touch and don’t be a stranger.”

  “I will. Thank you for everything.” Danyella and Rose release each other and Monica steps in.

  “If you need anything, you call. We’ll be there in a heartbeat.”

  “Thank you, Monica. That means a lot to me.” They release each other and Rose approaches me. I shift from foot to foot waiting to hear what she’s going to say. “Daisy.” Rose wrings her hands trying to find the right words.

  “No need to say anything, Rose. You haven’t seen me at my best, only my worst. I’ll admit I haven’t been very nice to you and for that I’ll apologize. But I won’t apologize for going after what I wanted, I wish you the best and good luck with Jax.”

  “That was blunt.” Monica giggles.

  “Why beat around the bush?” Rose says. “I appreciate that Daisy is confident enough in herself to speak her mind.” She turns to me. “Going from the shy, scared girl when you first come here to a confident woman now. Makes me proud of how far you’ve come. Don’t ever lose that confidence, no matter what happens.” Rose hugs me and I awkwardly return her embrace. “Be safe and love with all you have.”

  “You too.”

  Rose and Jax walk out of the kitchen hand in hand.

  “Well, that was…different.” I mumble still trying to wrap my mind around the fact Torch has a twin.

  Squeals from the commons room draws my attention to the kitchen door. It flings open and Torch is standing there. His eyes rake over my body in a hungry gaze and a tingle forms between my legs.

  “Daisy, let's go.” Torch grunts out.

  “Where we going?”

  The look Torch gives me makes my knees weak. “Do you trust me?”

  “Of course, I do.”

  “Then get that sexy ass on my bike and let’s go.” Torch crosses the room and stands next to me, giving me a sexy smirk. He wraps his arms around my waist, squeezing my ass with his rough hands.

  “Lord, the temperature in here just shot up a thousand degrees.” Danyella fans her face.

  “Ok.” I hurry out of the kitchen and look over my shoulder. “C’mon Ol’ Man, let’s go.”

  Torch growls and stalks me like he’s the lion and I’m the prey. “Watch it, feisty girl. I’ll bend you over my knee and spank that fine ass red.”

  “Promises. Promises.” I say walking backward keeping my eyes on Torch.

  Torch catches up to me and throws me over his shoulder. A squeal leaves my lips and Torch smacks my ass. “If we didn’t have somewhere to be, I’d take you to my room and punish you properly.”

  “You can’t tease me like that, Jase.”

  Torch slides me off his shoulder and down his hard body until we’re looking into each other's eyes. We have an audience but I don’t care. “I love hearing my name roll off your lips.” His mouth captures mine and our tongues battle back and forth. Torch’s cock is hard, pressing against my stomach making me want him. I whimper when Torch ends the kiss and my head is dizzy. I don’t ever want this feeling to go away.

  “I was going to wait but I can’t anymore.” Torch looks to Capone who nods his head. He looks back at me. “The way our lives are, we love fast and love hard.”

  One of the brothers' hands Torch something but I’m solely focused on Torch, not what anyone else is doing around us. My heart is in my throat and excitement thrums through my body.

  “Daisy, I’ve been an idiot for months fighting my feelings for you. I’ve wasted so much time and I’m not going to waste any more. I want you to be a permanent part of my life. Will you wear my patch, ink and be my Ol’ Lady?” Torch holds out a cut, showing it to me.

  Tears of happiness well up in my eyes and I nod my head. “Yes. Yes. A million times yes.” Torch slides my cut onto me and grins.

  He sweeps in and lifts me up. Torch kisses me hard making me breathless. The room erupts in cheers, whistles and cat calls.

  “Thank fuck. Derange mumbles behind us. “He’s been an unbearable asshole lately.” Torch releases my lips and chuckles. I giggle against him hiding my face in his chest.

  “Are we still going somewhere?”

  “Fuck yeah we are.” Capone answers. He has his arm over Danyella’s shoulder and she’s glowing with happiness. “Kickstands up in five.”

  Blayze swats Monica on the ass. “You too, Bug.”

  “Who’s watching the girls?” Danyella asks looking at Nina and Aerial who’s watching us with grins on their sweet little faces.

  “I am along with the Prospects.” Kensi speaks up.

  “Dagger will stay with them.” Capone reassures Danyella. She’s never left Nina without either her or Monica before.

  Danyella walks over to Nina and picks her up. “Are you OK staying here with Kensi?”

  Nina smushes Danyella’s face in her little hands. “Yes. We’re going to watch movies, eat popcorn and make a girly mess.”

  “Ok. You be good and I’ll see you soon.”

  “Love you, mommy.” Nina hugs Danyella tight and tears leak down Danyella’s face.

  Capone gathers both of his ladies in his arms and kisses them both on the head. “We’ll see you soon, Princess.”

  “Be safe, Daddy. I love you.” Her sweet innocence tugs at everyone’s heart. With everything Nina has been through, she still loves with all she has.

  Danyella puts Nina down and hugs Aerial and kiss. “Be good and I’ll see you soon.”

  “I will, Dany. I love you.”

  “Love yo
u, too.”

  “Let’s roll.” Capone lifts his right hand up in the air and twirls his pointer finger.

  We all follow to the garage. Torch hands me a helmet and I place it on my head. He helps me buckle it, making sure it’s secure before he puts his own on. I watch as Capone does the same for Danyella and Blayze does Monica’s.

  Torch swings his leg over his bike and holds it steady with his powerful thighs as he holds his hand out for me. I slide my left hand into his, gripping it. Then I place my right hand on his shoulder and swing my leg over the back seat. Once I’m in place, pushed up against Torch as close as I can be, he fires her up. The rumble from all the bikes is loud and a thrill shoots down my spine. Capone leads us out with Blayze at his six and torch on his three. Red, Derange, Bear, Trigger and Tiny all follow behind us as we exit the garage and a prospect opens the gates. Red salutes the prospect as we ride by and the prospect salutes back.

  Once we clear the gates, Capone throttles his bike taking off at a fast speed. The rest of us follow suit. I grip Torch’s waist tighter the faster he goes and a thrill shoots down my spine. Everything I’ve been worried about or stressed over disappears the longer we ride. The club colors flying sends pride through me that I’m a part of it. Family. Something I’ve never really had.

  We take the PCH down the coast until we reach a quiet neighborhood. Capone signals to turn right and we park in front of a cute little beach front store.

  Torch shuts his bike off and drops his kickstand. The motor ticking over the ocean breeze. He signals for me to climb off and he immediately follows. We remove and hang our helmets on the handlebars of his bike. Torch wraps his arms around my waist, my back to his front and his hot breath fans across my ear.

  “I’m gonna fuck you with just this on later.” Torch whispers in my ear.

  I suck in a deep breath and tilt my head to the side. My body is craving him to do it now, not later. I look at Torch over my shoulder. “I’ll hold you to it.”

  Torch growls against my ear and pulls my ass against his hard cock. Shivers of need skates down my spine.

  Capone enters the little store and we all file in behind him. He shakes hands with the man behind the counter and points to Danyella, Monica and me. I can’t hear what he’s saying so I look around. Art decals are littering the walls. A reception desk in front of the door, a few chairs scattered around the room and several rooms down a long hallway. This place is bigger than what it appears from the outside. The guy Capone was talking to heads into the back.

  I’m kind of freaking out because this is a stranger but the guys don’t seem to care. Maybe they know him from somewhere? It can’t be the Clubhouse because I would’ve recognized him. Torch must see the scared and confused look on my face because he tilts my face toward his so my lips are inches from him.

  “We own this place. Dagger is usually in charge here but since he is unavailable at the time, we recruited help.”

  “Help for what?”

  “You’ll see.”

  A little while later the man comes out from the back and this time, he has on a Royal Bastard MC cut. On the back it says Charleston, WV and his name reads Roane. I’ve heard him mentioned before but never met him. Another guy joins him wearing a Royal Bastard cut and his reads Chains from Ankeny, IA.

  Two women and three men. One man who stands a foot taller than me comes out of the back room. He has on a cut but this one is from Malevolent MC, Mario Co, FL Chapter. His name is Sundown and by the Native American/Sicilian heritage, I believe he’d make the sunset on any woman and he knows it.

  Capone turns to us girls once everyone is here. “Ladies pick your artist. Choose wisely cause they’re gonna ink your skin with your man’s brand.” Monica and Danyella squeal in excitement. Me? I’m a fucking mess. My jaw drops and panic sets in. I’ve never had a tattoo before and I’m freaking the fuck out. Torch wraps me up in his arms and the panic slowly ebbs away.

  “It’s Ok. Firecracker. I’ll be with you every step of the way.” Torch’s soothing voice helps me get back in control.

  “I like that.”

  “What? That you almost had a panic attack?”

  “No silly. Firecracker.”

  “Yeah, me too. I think it suits you. Slow to build up but explodes when you reach the end.” Torch kisses the top of my head. “OK who do you want?”

  I check the five people here to do tatts and one woman catches my attention. She has long jet-black hair almost to her waist. Piercing blue eyes, tanned skin, piercings in her ears, lip, nose and eyes. It makes me want a piercing too. She has on a cut but I’ve never heard of it before. It reads Royal Harlots. She snaps her gum with perfectly white teeth. The visible tattoos are beautiful and the intricate daisy catches my eye.

  “Can I get her?” I quietly ask Torch. He smirks and brings me closer.

  “Daisy, this is Calypso. She’s from Royal Harlots. Calypso, this is my Ol’ Lady Daisy.”

  Calypso looks me up and down and a smirk appears on her plump red lips. “Virgin huh? This’ll be fun.” She leads Torch and me into a small room and motions for me to sit in the chair that resembles a dentist chair. “What’s she getting?”

  “Wait. What? I don’t get a say in what my first tatt will be?” I glare at Torch.

  “No, Firecracker. You’re getting my brand on your beautiful skin.” Torch runs a finger down the length of my arm and goosebumps follow his path. “Do you trust me?”

  “With my life.”

  “Then trust that I’ll give your skin something exquisite and beautiful to match who you are.” And just like that, stick a fork in me, I’m done.

  “OK, Romeo. Where’s the design and where do you want it?” Torch pulls a sketch out of his cut and hands it to Calypso, blocking me from seeing it.

  “I can’t choose where I want it either?”

  “No, Daisy. This is my gift to you.” Torch turns his attention to Calypso and picks up my left wrist. “I want it right here.” He kisses the inside of my forearm tenderly. “That way if she ever needs to cover or expose it, she can.”

  “At least I get that choice.” I mumble.

  Torch narrows his ice blue eyes in my direction. “Keep it up, Firecracker. I’ll have her inking your whole neck.”

  My jaw drops. “You wouldn’t!”

  “I would just so I can wrap my hands around my brand while I fuck your brains out.” My panties instantly grow wet. Fuck me, he’s dirty and he’s all mine.

  “There’s the asshole I know.” Calypso winks at me as she slides on a pair of gloves. My face turns beet red from embarrassment. “Don’t be shy, Daisy. Your Ol’ Man isn’t.”

  “How do you know each other?” I ask as I watch her get all the tattoo supplies out. Calypso places the stencil over the inside of my forearm. I’m trying to peek but Torch won’t let me.

  “Not till after it’s done, Firecracker.” He smirks sending a shot of lust to my greedy core. “Calypso is a member of our sister club, Royal Harlots.”

  “I was in Washington with our National Chapter for a while until Allura was permitted to come down here and I came with her.” Calypso starts the tattoo gun and it makes a low buzzing noise. I suck n a deep breath and tense as she brings the little gun closer to my skin. Calypso peers up at me. “Relax, Daisy. If you jerk, it’ll turn out horribly and we can’t be having that.”

  Torch leans over me and kisses me. I open my mouth and his tongue enters. His unique flavor taking over all my senses and I feel my body relax.

  “That’s one way to do it,” Calypso laughs. The gun is touching my skin. It burns a little bit but it doesn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would.

  Torch pulls away and I pout. “Later, Firecracker.”

  “Torch.” Capone shouts from the hallway. Torch stands up and opens the door. Capone looks pissed pacing back and forth. The slight tick in his jaw is pronounced. Torch shuts the door and I relax into my seat. The room is tense and silent as Calypso works the gun over my skin.

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p; “So, Calypso, why L.A.?” I ask trying to break the awkwardness.

  She shrugs as she continues to work. “Needed a change. Washington is too rainy for me.”

  “Do you like it here?”

  “Sun, beaches, ocean, laid back attitudes. What’s not to like. What about you?”

  “I’m not planning on going back home that’s for sure.”

  “Where’s home?”

  “Utah.”