“Fuck, that’s hot!” Carson says, as he walks out the back door. “I got the chicken brother, take care of our girl.” As he rotates the meat on the grill, his eyes barely look away from us. Carson likes to sit back and watch sometimes, and this seems to be one of those.
“Get up and drop your jeans to your ankles,” Levi commands. Doing as I’m told, I look around to make sure no neighbors are able to see us. “I’d never let anyone see you other than me and Carson, turn around and place your hands on the bricks, Rai.” Doing his bidding, he takes my hips and pulls them out and lines himself up with my entrance. “This will be quick and hard. Are you ready?” I look over my shoulder and wink at him, he all but growls as he slams himself inside of me. I throw my head back at the intrusion and whimper at the stretch and burn.
“You fill me so full,” I pant out.
“It’s because you were made for us,” Carson says, and I look over and see he has his dick out and is stroking himself. “Fuck our girl hard and make her beg,” Carson says to Levi.
“Done,” Levi rasps out, as he picks up his pace and brutally takes me. In, out, swivel of hips and slam. He repeats this pattern over and over until I find myself slamming back into him, wanting everything he has to offer me. All I can hear is our bodies slapping together and the smell of sex that permeates the air around us.
“I’m gonna come, better get yourself there, Rai.” I reach down and play with my clit, and it doesn’t take long for me to feel the impending orgasm reach me.
“Fuck yes!” I scream out as I find my pleasure. His pace picks up and he slams harder with each thrust.
“Damn! Fuck yes, fuck me back, Rai.” I push my hips back and once again match his. Several thrusts later he finds his own release and all but bellows out my name. Carson walks over to us and pushes my shoulders down right as Levi exits my body. Once I’m back down on the ground, Levi raises my shirt and pushes my bra over the girls. Carson’s release hits my chest, and I throw my head back, so none gets on my face. “That’s such a glorious sight,” Levi whispers.
“I love seein’ our girl covered in us,” Carson states.
“Truth, brother,” Levi says, helping me stand back up. Instead of redressing, I strip my clothes off and head inside for a shower.
One week later
My cut ceremony never happened because we had some bad weather hit. So today is the day that I receive my patch and I couldn’t be any more excited. I can’t believe that after tonight, I will be an official Ol’ lady to Carson and Levi. I wasn’t allowed to help get anything prepared, Ashton and Kori say it’s my special night, and all I need to worry about is being there and have a good time. The men and women of the Rage Ryders have become an extended family, one I can’t see myself ever not being a part of long term. When we arrive, I’m ushered outside and sat down on a lawn chair with a drink shoved in my hand.
I feel a little guilty at watching the other women run around getting things set up, but I know if I try to help I’d get some dirty looks and be shoved away anyways, so I sit and enjoy watching the kids play and listen in as the men share ‘war’ stories of the past. None of them are club business, so I don’t have to worry about overhearing anything I shouldn’t. My sisters and their families show up and I get up to go and greet them. “Wow, quite the turnout,” Ariel says. I look around and notice that every member, including prospects, are here in attendance. I smile at her as she and Emory are called away by Ashton. Guess they’re helping, damnit I was looking forward to having a female or two to talk to. I take Shyann from Marcus’ arms and get a scowl in return. I give one right back, and walk away with my sleeping niece, snuggled into my chest.
“You look good with a baby in your arms,” Dillon says, and I see Carson’s eyes gleam and think to myself that he’d have me knocked up in a heartbeat if I’d go off the pill. Which I won’t, not yet, not while all this other bullshit is hanging over our heads.
“Everyone looks good with a sleeping baby, it’s when they’re awake all hell breaks loose,” I reply. He shakes his head and leaves my side after a brief kiss on the forehead and goes and greets my brothers-in-law. If he only knew, he only gets a brief case of baby blues when they’re around. He’s never seen the hard part of parenting, maybe I should offer to keep the kids and give my sisters’ a night off and see how they react to having a kid full time. Dinner is served, and in true fashion, it sounds like a stampede as the men, women and children run for the tables. Levi brings me a plate already made with all of my favorites and I balance the plate on my knee and dig in. So, freaking good, I love a good BBQ.
The night wears on, and the kids are taken inside, with prospects watching over them. Both of my sisters have baby monitors on their hips, and I imagine that that’ll be me one day, and suddenly having a mini version of Carson and Levi, doesn’t sound so bad after all. I’m talking with all the women as I hear the music turn off and Levi and Carson standing together. “We have an announcement!” Levi hollers, and there are a bunch of whistles from the men. We all know why we’re here and excitement can be felt by everyone.
Chapter 7
Levi
When I look at you, a sense of peacefulness washes over me…
When everyone settles down and we have everyone’s attention I begin speaking. “Carson and I are claiming Rainey Masters as our Ol’ lady.”
“Does anyone object to this union?” Wasp asks, but he’s giving everyone deadly looks to dare them to say anything.
“Let’s vote!” Tic hollers. He calls out the patch members and officer’s names, there are all ‘ayes’ and no ‘nays’ which make me proud to have each and every one of them by my side. Everyone here knows how important our girl is to us, we’ve been questioned, they wanted to make sure our loyalty to her was pure and I’m thankful to them for always having our backs and now hers as well.
“Then let it be! Rainey belongs to Carson and Levi. She is to be protected and respected as an official Ol’ lady of RRMC!” There are a lot of applauds and wolf whistles, once again as Carson goes and brings Rainey over to us. She has tears in her eyes, but is holding her head high, and shoulders back. She’s strong, and proud, at becoming our Ol’ lady, and wearing our patch. I take the cut from Wasp and I slide it up one arm and my brother slides it up her other one. She turns around and pulls her head to the side to show everyone her property cut and announcing loud and proud who it is she belongs to.
“I am now the property of Levi and Carson James!” more cheers go around, and congratulations are passed to all three of us. This is the happiest, and proudest, day of my life. I never thought I’d be sharing an Ol’ lady with another man, but if it had to be anybody, I’m glad it’s my brother. There’s no one else on this planet that I feel would protect her like I want, the way he will. We smile at each other and each one of us takes turns planting a claiming kiss on her lips. She’s ours, no one better hurt her or mess with her or I’ll end them and spit on their unclaimed grave. I hope Bomber gets some information on whoever this person or persons are that are bullying our girl, I want her to feel safe here and I’ve watched her looking over her shoulder all night since the Babes joined the festivities. This is unacceptable, and if I had my way, they’d all be kicked to the curb. The only ones who haven’t got an Ol’ lady are the prospects, why should our women have to deal with the bullshit, when the single men aren’t even patched into the club. I notice some dirty looks going my Ol’ lady’s way and make a mental note of the ones who are so I can keep an eye on them and give their names to Wasp and Tic. I enjoy the rest of the evening and celebrate with my brother and our girl, but I make sure to mention to him what I observed, and ask him to help me keep an eye out on the trolls.
Rainey
I’ve had a blast tonight, the icing on the cake is showing off my property cut. I’ve never been so proud as I was when it was slid over my shoulders, and placed at my back, as a piece of pride, and honor. These men have changed my life in so many ways, I’m glad I haven’t all
owed others’ opinions of our relationship deter us and come between us in anyway. I get more than one dirty look throughout the night, and I brush it off because jealousy isn’t something I’m willing to deal with tonight. When we say our goodnights, I follow my men into their room here at the clubhouse, and laugh when we enter, they’ve shoved the beds together, so that I don’t have to choose one over the other. It’s the small gestures like this, that they don’t see as a big deal, but it’s important to me. “We have a new mattress ordered, that will fit the length and width, of these two beds combined, we don’t want you to sleep without us, either of us, for even one night.” Carson tells me, and if I was a swoon worthy type of woman, that statement alone would have made me a puddle at their feet.
“That sounds wonderful,” I tell him.
“C’mon, babe, we’ve all had a lot to drink, let’s hit the bed and celebrate tomorrow when we get back home,” Levi says, tugging my hand and leading me over to the bed. He and Carson strip me down to nothing and slide one of their t-shirts over my head. They strip down to their boxers and we slide into bed. I don’t even notice the crease between the two mattresses when I snuggle into them. I close my eyes, and all I can think about, is the fact that I’m theirs, their property, and I have a commitment from them, showing me, and everyone else, I’m theirs forever. It may not be a ring, and a legalized signed document, but in this life, it means the same thing. I’ll take it, and even though they’d like the entire package, I’m satisfied with what they’ve given me. They show me love and devotion daily, I can’t even express the feelings they invoke in me.
The next morning, I stretch and notice that I’m alone, I get up and get my clothes that I keep in the dresser here for such an occasion as this. I pull on my undergarments, jeans and top and then do a happy dance when I open the closet and notice one of my older pairs of chucks sitting in the closet. Once I make my way out to the common room, I hear shouting. Walking further into the main part of the club I see Levi and Carson in one of the Babes’ faces. I know immediately, that something bad has happened that has the top of their heads ready to blow.
“What’s going on?” I ask Ashton and Kori, whose faces are beet red. I can feel the tension and anger radiating in the room.
“That bitch grabbed your guys’ junk,” Kori responds. Finally having had enough, I head over and grab the bitch by her hair, I drag her head back and look into her eyes. My anger has taken over and my good sense went flying out the window.
“The fuck are you doing, putting your hands on my Ol’ men?”
She grabs my wrist with her hands and digs her fingernails in deep, “Get your hands off me, you slut!”
“You’re calling me a slut? I’m not the one going around and grabbing another woman’s Ol’ men’s junk, bitch!” Her claws dig deeper into my skin, but I can’t feel it through the haze of anger I’m experiencing.
“Teach her a lesson or kick her ass out!” Levi screams out.
“She’s gone,” Wasp states, crossing his arms over his chest. “Listen up!” he hollers out, “I will start kickin’ you bitches to the curb, if any of you are caught messin’ with an Ol’ man, or his Ol’ lady. No more snide remarks, no more placing your hands on a taken man. I take that back, do not touch any man without his approval first. It is an automatic dismissal, you will be gone. No more second chances, the first offense and you are gone, out and will be turned out bad. You’ll never be allowed on our property, or near any of our members again. If you are turned out, and come up to one of us, you won’t have to worry about ever waking up again, because you will be pushing up daisies. Understood?” They slowly nod their heads because no one has ever been spoken to in this manner by Wasp. Even my mouth is hanging open at his declaration…or should I saw, law he just laid before everyone. He’s always taken it easy on the women, all of us, so this is a shocking way to hear him speak to them like he has.
He gives one final look at them, then dismisses them, with a nod of his head. They all scatter and leave like a family of cockroaches do when the light turns on. Great analogy Rainey, I snort at the thought. My hand is taken out of the bitch’s hair, I hadn’t realized I was still holding on.
“Babe, you’ve gotta let her go so she can be taken out,” Levi says to me.
“Shit, sorry,” I say, releasing the tension I have in her hair, and flicking my fingers, to make sure that I don’t have any of her strands stuck between my fingers. I did pull pretty hard, so it wouldn’t surprise me if I did rip any out of her skanky scalp. I watch as Ghost and Justice each grab one of her elbows and escort her out of the club.
“I need my shit!” she screams out.
“We’ll have it on the curb in a few minutes, wait outside the gates and we’ll bring it to your ass,” Justice says to her, giving her no mercy at all.
“Prospect! Go gather her personal belongin’s and put them in a trash bag and deliver it to her on the corner like the paid whore she is,” Ghost says, and I see the newest prospect run towards the back where the Babes reside.
“How dare you!” we all hear her holler, as she’s thrown out the gates. They close the fence in her face, and she grasps on to the chain link fence, and begins shaking it, and hollering a bunch of expletives. The front door slams, silencing her hateful words. I for one am glad, because I was beginning to wonder if her screeching was going to cause my eardrums to explode and bleed. When the prospect comes back in carrying her things in a black trash bag, he’s halted by Tic who tells him, “Give her this and tell her she needs to use it to get out of town preferably or to get on her feet.” My eyes get wide when I see that he hands him over a roll of money. I don’t know how much is there, but it’s more than enough. I hope she takes it and leaves town and starts over somewhere else. I wish her well in life, maybe she’ll stop being seen as easy street, and find her a future.
I am scrolling through social media, and find a site dedicated to supporting those who have been bullied, or are dealing with bullying, right now. I ask to join the group and answer the questions that are needed to be approved. Since I started experiencing what I did, I have had thoughts of becoming an advocate. It’s important to me that those who don’t have the support I do have someone to go to, when they have nowhere to turn, and the law can’t do anything about it, until someone physically harms the individual. Something I’d like to help get changed, because the laws protect the predators, not the victims. I set my computer to the side and bring out a pen and notebook, wanting to take notes on ideas I have to help protect those being affected by the lack of laws.
The guys were called to the clubhouse, and I declined to go with them. Needing some time to myself, with all the thoughts swirling through my head, I desired space. The research makes me sleepy, so I decide that a nap is in order. I crawl into our bed and close my eyes. My mind shuts down and sleep takes me under.
Chapter 8
Carson
Gems are made from life’s treasures…
We were called to the clubhouse, apparently Bomber has some information for us, and I can’t wait to hear what he’s found out. When we pull up to the parking lot, I notice the club is full and it isn’t only our mother charter here, I see Kid’s and Travler’s bikes. Anxious to see my brothers, I dismount and hurriedly take off my helmet and place it on my handlebars. I rush inside and see Kid sitting at the bar and go up behind him and pull him into a headlock. “How’s it goin’, Prez?” I ask him. Travler is off to the side and he begins laughing at the way Kid was taken off guard. Something that very rarely ever happens.
“Get your hands off me, fuckface,” he tells me.
“My face isn’t fucked, just ask my Ol’ lady,” I reply.
“I can’t believe someone settled for your ugly mug,” he says, with a blank look on his face. I know this motherfucker isn’t serious, I’m a catch if what Rainey says is true.
“My Ol’ lady likes this mug and tells me I’m a great catch,” I say, rubbing my face.
“She lied to your
pathetic ass,” he says, and we end up chuckling. The prospect hands us a beer and we get lost in conversation about how the new club is doing. Levi is over talking with Travler and I notice Wasp and Tic are nowhere to be seen.
“Where are the bosses at?” I ask him.
“They’re locked in Wasp’s office with Bomber, it seemed important.” His words have me on instant alert, and I stand up from my stool. Levi, noticing my distress, rushes over to me. I tell him what Kid just informed me of, and we both stand there, staring at the closed door. Not sure what we’re waiting on, it’s not like that closed piece of wood holds the answers we are seeking. “Y’all need to relax, you both look like you’re constipated, do we need to get you two a laxative or somethin’?”
“Funny, motherfucker,” Levi replies, but the rest of the room has exploded in laughter. It would be funny under any other circumstance, but I am sitting here, waiting for them to come out of that room and tell me what it is that is so important we needed to have a meetin’, yet, I’m sitting here, sitting on my hands, waiting on them to let us in. This isn’t setting well with me, but I know if I charge into that room, demanding answers, I’ll be punished, and I don’t feel up to dealing with that bullshit right now. “I can see your wheels turnin’ in your head, brother, hold it together. I’m just as anxious as you are, but there’s nothin’ we can do about it until they feel up to sharin’ that information with us,” Levi says, placing his hand on my shoulder in solidarity.
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