Blade: Soulless Bastards MC Daytona Chapter (SBMC Daytona Chapter Book 1)

by Erin Trejo

  “You know what I like about you, Lola?” his question catches me by surprise and I shake my head no.

  “I like that you speak your mind and stand up for yourself. I like that even though you are vulnerable, you hold your head high. I like that you speak before you think because the truth comes out. What I really like is how I feel when you’re near me. I like that I can be myself around you and I don’t have to pretend to be anything else. I can be me.” His words warm my heart but also break it. He doesn’t know me well enough to know what he likes about me. If he knew what I was hiding he wouldn’t want anything to do with me. He would throw me back to Ryan without a second thought.

  “I like that you didn’t care who I was, you helped me anyway. I liked that you took care of me even when you knew nothing about me, and much like you, I like when you’re near me,” I say softly, his eyes never leaving mine.

  “I don’t take what I’m not givin’ when it comes to women. When it comes to you…” he says huskily. My heart races and heat pools inside of me.

  “I’m offering.”

  Those are the only two words he needed to hear. He moves toward me quickly, lifting me in his arms before pinning me against the wall. His lips devour mine in a kiss unlike any other I’ve ever experienced. He lets my feet slide to the floor but his lips stay attached to mine. When he pulls back, it’s only long enough to yank my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. He drops to his knees, taking my shorts and thong with him. He hisses between his teeth before pressing his warm lips to my thighs. My insides quiver as he slowly drags his tongue up my leg, stopping to press kisses to my stomach until standing in front of me. Blade reaches around behind me, unclasping my bra and slipping it down my arms before it disappears too. I grab his jeans and he groans, our eyes locking.

  “It’s only fair we’re both naked,” I tease him. He smirks and waits for me to slide his jeans down his legs. I watch as he toes off his boots and socks, kicking his jeans to the side.

  “Is it normal for men to go commando?” I giggle a little when I notice he isn’t wearing anything under his jeans.

  “I don’t like anything in between me and what I want,” he growls before kissing me once more.

  His lips take control of me, slowly moving down my neck and to my shoulder. Bumps erupt over my skin when he leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth. A gasp escapes me, my head tipping back as I let the sensation of him run wild within me.

  “Blade, please. Please fuck me,” I beg. I don’t care that I’m begging either. His hands roam my body and it feels way too fucking good to not have him inside of me. In a frantic move, he rises up, lifts me in his arms and plunges deeply into me. He feels so good but in the back of my mind I wonder if this will hurt the baby at all. I mean, common sense says it’s fine to have sex while pregnant but after what Ryan did to me I have to wonder. Everything feels heightened with Blade and I wonder if it’s all him or because I’m pregnant.

  “Oh God!” I cry out at the intrusion of him. With my back against the wall, he thrusts into me like a madman and I love every second of it. His lips find my neck, sucking and biting at my sensitive skin. Euphoria rushes through my system. His fingers bite into my skin as his hips pound into me.

  “You feel so good, Lola. So fuckin’ good.”

  My lips part, my back arches. The feelings I have inside of me are out of this world. He has my mind and body in his grasp and he doesn’t even realize it. The faster he plunges the higher I become.

  “Blade. Come on, make me come! I need to come,” I beg him.

  He chuckles against my neck before biting down roughly. Sparks fly through the air, electrocuting me. My body shakes and shudders and my muscles tense. My pussy clenches as I explode around Blade. He comes at the same time, his seed hitting me deeply. Blade grunts and groans as he fills me so full. His head drops into the space between my shoulder and neck, his warm breath caressing my skin.

  “Fuck, Lola. That was amazin’, babe.” I giggle a little until he pulls out of me, his cum leaking down my inner thighs.

  “Shit! I’m clean, Lola. I swear to fuck I’ve never been this careless before. I can get you the day after pill.”

  Blade rambles on, and to be honest, it’s kind of cute to see him so worked up. I should tell him I’m pregnant and that it doesn’t matter now but I don’t.

  “I can’t get pregnant, Blade,” I tell him, watching the relief roll off him as he runs his hand through his hair. Yeah, I can’t get pregnant because I already am! Blade reaches for me, pulling me against his hard body. His hand runs through my hair as I listen to the rapid beat of his heart.

  “I won’t fuck up again. I’m sorry, Lola.”

  “Stop. It wasn’t just you. I could have stopped you but I didn’t. Let’s take a shower,” I tell him. Blade pulls back, his rippling muscles calling out to me. I want to lick every single one of them. I want to run my fingers over them, trace all the tattoos. Even though I just had him, I want him again right now.

  “Shower’s in there, ya know?” he says teasingly.

  “I can’t help that you look that sexy,” I tell him with a smirk.

  “You think I’m sexy?” he asks, his tone lowering until it makes me shiver. My mouth goes dry when he steps toward me, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck. He jerks me into him and kisses me.

  “I think you’re far more than sexy. You are fuckin’ hot as hell, Lola. You are original and I want to fuck you all over this cabin.”

  I wouldn’t mind that at all.

  Chapter 11

  Blade

  I sit in the sand with a beer dangling between my fingers as I watch Lola out in the water with a few other girls. She smiles and seems genuinely happy. It strikes a match in my heart, setting it on fire seeing her that way. When I first brought her to the club, she looked so lost and alone. She wasn’t herself, that much was obvious, but the longer she’s around the more I see her true self coming out. The one she has kept hidden and under wraps.

  “You got a thing for that girl, yeah?” Ransom asks, dropping down next to me. I shrug my shoulders but keep my eyes on her.

  “She’s different. She don’t give a shit what she says or who she says it to. I like havin’ her around.” Ransom chuckles under his breath before I glance over at him. “What?”

  “You fucked her, didn’t you?” he asks with a shit eating grin.

  “What the fuck difference does that make?” I hiss.

  “Yeah, you fucked her. Was it good?” Driving my elbow into his ribs he laughs harder. “I’m only fuckin’ with you, Blade. You talk to her? About what happened?”

  “Yeah. Was her boyfriend. Ex now. Some uptight pencil pusher that drives fancy cars.” Ransom huffs, knowing all too well what that type is like.

  “She seems like a good girl aside from that mouth of hers. She work?”

  “Stripper,” I huff out a breath.

  “Damn. You know the old sayin’, Blade. Can’t turn a hoe into a housewife.”

  Before he can say anything further, my anger rushes over me. I lean into Ransom, grab him by the throat, and slam him into the sand. His eyes are wide but not with fear; it’s amusement. He knew he would get a fucking rise out of me.

  “Watch your fuckin’ mouth, VP. I have no problem strippin’ your rank!” I grit my teeth. Ransom just smiles back at me knowing I wouldn’t do that shit to him of all people but at least he knows I’m serious.

  “Damn, brother. You whipped already,” he says, making me squeeze harder. His face reddens when I hear Lola.

  “Blade!”

  I stare into Ransom’s eyes, wondering what the fuck I’m doing with this girl. Why I’m letting her make me feel like this and I just can’t explain it. Her warm hand lands on my shoulder and only then do I release Ransom’s throat. Pointing in his face I warn him, “Watch your mouth.” I stand up from the sand and turn to look at Lola. Her sun kissed skin glows as water drips between her perky tits. Fuck, I want her right here and now.r />
  “Come out in the water with me,” she says sweetly.

  I nod my head and she reaches out to grab my hand. I let her take it and lead me out in the water. The warm ocean hits my skin and there’s nothing more I can do but stare at her. She splashes in the water, but when her eyes meet mine, it all changes. Electricity sparks between us and my heart leaps in my chest.

  Her frown slowly turns to a smile when she parts her lips, “What? What are you staring at?”

  I move toward her slowly, trying to figure out this strange feeling that works its way through me but I can’t. I’ve never felt it. Raising my hand to her cheek, her smile stays in place as she watches me intently.

  “I don’t know what it is I’m feelin’, Lola. You make me feel different and I don’t know how to handle that.” Admitting it to her was easy. She’s always so open with me and that’s something I will give her in return.

  “I know what you mean. I feel it too,” she whispers before her lips collide with mine. Our kiss is heated much like all of them have been but this one is different. It’s softer, it’s sensual and it damn sure feels deeper. A wave rushes up, crashing into us and knocking us both off our feet. I duck under the water and quickly raise back up to see Lola laughing and pushing her hair out of her face.

  “That was a first for me!” She giggles as I make my way toward her.

  “More than enough ocean for me. I need to talk with guys. You good?” I ask her. She smiles up at me and nods her head when I see Phantom and a few others walking toward Ransom.

  “Who is he? I don’t remember seeing him,” Lola asks, pulling my attention back to her.

  “That’s Phantom. He’s been out on a few runs lately.”

  “Phantom?”

  “Yeah, first day I met that motherfucker he was listenin’ to Phantom of the Opera.”

  “Are you kidding me?” she asks with her eyes wide. I laugh. I can’t help it, the look on her face is priceless.

  “No shit. He’s into that shit. Hard to believe just lookin’ at him,” I tell her before leaning in and pressing my lips to hers. “I’ll be right there if you need me.” She grins and nods her head before swimming off towards the other girls. I trudge out of the water and through the sand, grabbing my towel up and drying off.

  “What’s goin’ on?” I ask, looking at Phantom.

  “Got some news on the meth. I think when we head back we need to pay that little Asian fuck, Akeno, a visit. Heard he knew a few things and has been keepin’ a few secrets,” he informs me. I scratch the back of my neck before looking to Ransom and Neo. They both look as pissed as I feel right now.

  “Akeno doesn’t usually fuck around in MC business, yeah?” Phantom shakes his head no before he says, “Not usually but that means shit and we all know it. You see an opportunity and you take it. If he thought he could get away with it, makin’ us look at other clubs, why the fuck wouldn’t he?”

  He has a good point there. It would make sense to throw us off him seeing how he never messes with us anyway. If it was him, he’s going to wish to God that he wasn’t here in Daytona, let alone Florida, when we get done with him.

  “We ride back tomorrow. We’ll have church and set up a plan to get with him. Until then, none of this shit leaves this group, yeah? We want to surprise that little rice eater.”

  Neo chuckles but they all nod their heads in agreement. My skin itches but not from the sand. It itches because it wants to feel the warm blood of someone leaking over it. I want to feel that blade in my hand doing what I do best. Cutting and carving until they are no longer recognizable by their own families. I wasn’t given the name Blade for nothing. I know what I’m doing with all kinds of blades. Switchblades, throwing knives…you name it, I can handle it. My favorite piece that I always keep on me is my SOG Forge. I got it when I came back from the Navy, had it customized to my liking. It’s six-inch blade that easily cuts through flesh like a piece of fucking paper is always my go to.

  “You thinkin’ about it, ain’t you?” Snake asks from next to me. I glance over at him and narrow my eyebrows trying to figure out what the fuck he’s talking about.

  “About what?”

  “Guttin’ some motherfucker like a fish.”

  “You got a thing for fish, Snake?” He chuckles but I’m not laughing.

  “Hell no. Well, I thought about it once but then I remembered them fuckers have teeth. Fuck that shit.”

  I don’t know how to respond to that shit. The man is one sick fuck if you ask me. Shaking my head, I look toward Neo as he laughs his ass off at this fucker.

  “You ever wonder what it’d be like to slit his throat?” I point over my shoulder at Snake. Neo laughs harder and nods.

  “More than I should admit, man. Some days I wonder if he developed past the second grade,” Neo chuckles.

  “I can hear you, and I went all the way to tenth, you bastards,” Snake snaps and stomps away. Running my hand over my face, I look back at the other guys.

  “You think it’s Akeno?” Neo shrugs and Ransom just huffs out a breath.

  “Hard to say. Meth’s gone, that’s about all we know at this point. I think it’s worth checkin’ into. You can have a little fun with him and we’ll see what happens,” Ransom says before shoving up out of the sand.

  “Been a good rally, yeah?”

  “Fuck yeah. Nice to get away and just breathe,” Neo says.

  “Damn right about that.”

  “I’m goin’ to get some pussy and beer. I’ll catch you boys later,” Phantom says with a quick nod.

  “I bet he’s gonna fuck that girl to classical music,” I mumble under my breath.

  “Don’t fuckin’ doubt that one bit!”

  Chapter 12

  Lola

  The rally was fun but now that we’re back, I’m a little unsettled. Blade has been busy with club stuff and there have been a few nights that he didn’t come to bed. It makes me wonder if what we had at the rally really mattered to him or if I was just an easy piece of ass. Because let’s be honest, I didn’t push him away. I was easy but I thought what I was feeling he was too. I stroll through the club after working a long shift at the club down the road that Blade got me into. I didn’t realize prancing around in those fucking hooker heels all night would hurt so much. Serving drinks is better than dancing any day of the week but the shoes they want me to wear are fucking killers. Holding onto the bar, I reach down and remove my heels and let out a sigh. My feet are killing me! I notice the changes in my body and those don’t help either. My breasts are heavier, fuller and my senses just seem off.

  As I walk through the mostly silent clubhouse heading toward Blade’s room, I hear noise coming from the office to the left. I tiptoe over there and listen quietly at the door.

  “Goddamn it, Shimmer! That fuckin’ hurt!” That’s Blade’s voice but who the fuck is Shimmer? Sounds like a hooker.

  “Stop being a baby. You know you like the pain,” she purrs, making my stomach roll. He wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t fuck someone behind my back. Would he? Is this why he hasn’t been coming to bed? He’s been with some other girl? Bile races up my throat but I force it back down and listen.

  “Fuck! Goddamn, Shimmer,” he growls and I gasp.

  “Take it like a fucking man, Blade. Let me finish!” The girl’s voice snaps back at him. I can’t do this. Tears prickle my eyes and my heart races. I turn and run toward the room, but slam into someone on the way. Large hands come up to my shoulders, steadying me. I look up through the tears and see Neo staring back at me, wonder in his eyes.

  “You okay?”

  I open my mouth but words don’t form. Am I okay? I don’t know what I feel. I don’t know anything anymore. This pregnancy has me overly emotional and I don’t like it. Neo must see the hurt in my eyes as he pulls me into his chest. His hand runs down my back soothingly as he whispers, “Whatever it is, it will be okay. You’re safe here.”

  Am I? Physically yes, but emotionally Blade just ripped my
fucking heart out of my chest. I didn’t realize how much I was growing to count on him and how emotionally invested in him I had become. Rather than answer, I shove out of Neo’s arms and push past him, running toward Blade’s room with Diablo right behind me. Throwing the door closed behind me, I drop onto the bed and cry. How have I let my life get fucked up this way? Why can I never find something good to hold onto? Staying here was a mistake, but I have nowhere else to go. What the hell do I do now? I sit up and pull my shirt off and toss it to the floor before moving to my skirt next. When I’m in only a bra and panties, I climb under the blanket and curl up. Diablo climbs up next to me, snuggling closely. Tears keep falling as I slowly slip into sleep.

  I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping when I feel the bed dip and Blade climb in behind me. I pretend to be asleep not wanting to talk to him right now.

  “Babe, you awake?”

  His fingers move over the skin on my back. The way he touches me ignites a fire that I have to suppress. I can’t give into him, not anymore. Not after hearing him in that office with some other girl. I have to have some kind of dignity and respect for myself. I press my eyes closed tighter as his fingers keep moving. I will my body to not respond. Blade moves, shifting closer to me. He wraps his strong arm around my body and tugs me against him. His warmth swallows me, creating a false sense of security, and I find myself holding back more tears.

  “I don’t know what you’re doin’ to me. I don’t know why I like havin’ you so close to me, but I do. I don’t know that I can let you go when you decide to walk away from me.”

  As he whispers the words into my hair, my heart breaks a little more. I thought I felt the same way. I thought what we had was special, but I should have known better than to fall for him. I was nothing more than a warm place for him to stick his cock, and as much as I’d like to roll over and tell him that, I don’t. I keep it inside, and I know when I do explode, I’ll feel sorry for him.