“So three inches shorter than you?” I ask again. My head reaches the top of Torch’s shoulder.
“Thanks, babe.” I reach behind my back and pull out my Taser.
“Apologize and mean it, or I will fry your dick in front of all these guys.”
I hear men wince all around me.
“Get ‘em girl!” Jean cheers and laughs.
“Woo!” Myra yells. I just smile slightly.
“I’m sorry, ma’am,” the prospect says with a tremble in his voice. I roll my eyes when I hear him say ma’am. People snicker around me.
“Thank you!” I say and reach forward, dragging the Taser down his belly until I reach his pants. I light the sucker up and make him scream like a little girl.
“Never insult a woman again, or ill cut it off,” I warn him. Torch bursts out laughing, just like the rest of the men.
Nobody insults me like that and gets away with it. I demand respect. Even if I had been with a hundred men, that doesn’t give any man the right to belittle me.
“Put him in the next room,” Torch says again when I put the Taser back up before he leads me back to my seat. “Sit your ass down,” he jokes and smacks me on the butt. I laugh and sit down.
“Jack, I need one!” Jean squeals.
“Sure, baby.” He laughs and I smile.
Every girl needs a Taser. You never know when you need to fry a dick or two.
Torch
Everyone has eaten. Kayla is off with the girls and Mike. I slip out of the room with the rest of the guys in our MC. We don’t take lightly to our women getting insulted. Especially me.
Kayla made me so fucking proud by standing up for herself and taking no shit. The guy deserved that and more. I may look and sound soft when I’m around Kayla, but when I’m not and you mess with her? You are hurting, fucker.
I open the room and sitting in the middle is Travis, the fucking prospect. I knew from the start he wouldn’t last.
“Look, man, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.” The guy is pale and looks visibly shaken. I hear the guys pile in behind me. The door shuts. The room is soundproof.
“Gag him.” He starts screaming, but I just ignore him.
Butch puts a pair of underwear in his mouth. Did he pull those off himself or some shit? I look at him questioningly. He shrugs. Crazy fucker.
The guy is thrashing on the ground. Kyle comes up from behind him and stands him up to fasten his hands in the chains above his head.
I move up in front of him and look him directly into his eyes. “You will face the consequences of your actions, and if I hear you insult a woman again, I will end you.”
I step back and punch him directly in the face. His head flies back. I throw a right hook and then a left. His eyes roll back in his head. When Ryan hands me a bucket of water, I throw it in his face. He wakes up, and I punch him in the ribs, stomach, and sides. Then once again in the nose, breaking it instantly. He passes out again. I throw more water on him and step back.
The guys will take their turns. They all issue two punches. One for fucking with the club, the other for messing with the club’s property.
After we hit him with water again, we let him down. He hits the ground.
Butch and Vin pick the guy up. Travis stands up on wobbly feet. “Walk him out right in front of all the brothers. Techy, take the girls into the kitchen.”
Techy nods and walks out of the room. He’ll text Kyle when it’s okay to go out. The girls know what we are doing, but they don’t need to see it.
“Let’s go.”
I open the door and walk in front of everyone into the main room, where all the other clubs are hanging out. They look at me when I enter and then quiet down when they see Butch and Vin. Lane and Noah give us a chin lift.
Butch and Vin will drop him off a couple of streets away from the hospital. We didn’t do any serious damage.
I sit down beside Lane. “Fucker had it coming.”
I nod. “Yeah, he did.”
He laughs and shakes his head. “Your wife, man.”
I grin. “She’s great.”
He nods. “I need one of those.”
“It’ll happen when you least expect it,” I tell him. Then I see Kayla come back into the room with the girls.
“See you guys in a week!” Kyle shouts into the room. Everyone stands up and files out of the room, knowing they are dismissed. A week from now, we are taking out a lot of bad people who are haunting our town.
I move up beside Kyle. He looks at me. “To protect the club, our family, our code.” I shake his hand, and he pulls me into a hug. This is what our club stands for. Family and protection.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Kayla
The next night
“Come on, girl, let’s go!” Jean says as I get into her car. Torch kisses me on the mouth chastely before he shuts the door. Then I hear the roar of his motorcycle. The only way they would let us go out was if they came with us but kept at a distance so it would still be called a girls’ night.
Jean chats along to herself. Because before I can even attempt to answer her, she answers herself. The car stops. I open my car door and Torch pulls up on his motorcycle beside us. He reaches inside of the car, grabbing my hands and steadying me as I get out.
“I will take over now,” Jean scolds Torch and he lets me go. I grin. Torch chuckles at Jean. You gotta love that girl.
“Torch is so whipped it’s unreal,” she jokes. I roll my eyes. “Like your man isn’t? We all know he is watching your every move.”
“Touché.”
I smirk and hear the door open. “There is a step in front of you.” I lift my foot and we walk inside. There is loud laughter, loud music. Jean sighs beside me. “No strip clubs for us. The men are with us, and if we even attempt to look at half-naked men, girls’ night will end.”
I nod, because it’s true. Torch would have a fit if a male stripper attempted to get close to me. We can’t even go to a baby store without him telling someone to go fuck themselves and to take their eyes off me.
I love it, though. Who doesn’t like a protective man?
“All right, bitches. Jean is in the houseeee!” She yells and draws out the ‘house.’
“Jean, this is Braelyn. This is Sydney, Emily, and this is Jessica,” she says the name Jessica hesitantly.
“Hi, Sydney, how’s book been coming along?”
“Kayla?” she gasps. I hear a chair getting pulled out then her arms wrap around me. “I’m so glad you are okay!”
“Sorry for being so MIA. Life got crazy.”
“I get that.” Sydney releases me, and I hear her sitting back down.
Three girls say ‘Hey’ politely before another says, “Nice milk racks. I’m glad mine are deflating now that my baby boy is two. My nipples are tired of hurting.”
It’s completely silent. Until I burst out laughing. I just found my new best friend.
“Thanks! You have a good set, too. My nipples are like razors right now. I about kill Jack if he even attempts to come near them. Those bitches are too dang sensitive.”
I reach forward and feel for a seat, then pull it back and feel Torch at my back. I roll my eyes. “Here, baby.” He grabs my waist and helps me in the seat.
“That’s all you get. Go!” Jean scolds. I hear him retreat.
“Mine is over there somewhere. He says he’s going to let me have a girls’ night, but we all know we have a better chance of seeing pigs fly,” a sweet voice says.
“Tell me about it, Emily. Kane is over there watching me this very second,” Sydney says.
“You got to fucking love it, though. These guys are a different breed. They’re protective, dedicated, and fuck good,” Jessica agrees with them, and I lay my head on the table, laughing so hard tears are rolling down my face. Dang hormones.
“Yeah, they know how to fuck. Most men are a three thruster, and then that’s it,” Jean says, and I hear her scooting in her seat.
I nod my h
ead in agreement. “I was with one guy before Torch, and it was awful. Very selfish.”
“I have only been with Kane.” Sydney stops then asks someone, “Wasn’t Isaac your first, Emily?”
“Yep.”
“How did everyone meet their men?” I ask all of them, because I want to know.
“Kane was in the military with my brother, Ethan. I had a man following me inside a store. I noticed he followed me when I left, so I called Ethan, but before he could get there, the guy attempted to kidnap me. Kane came to my rescue, since he was right across the street when Ethan called him. Since then, we have been together. I was kidnapped by a gang but was rescued shortly after. Kane and his friend along with the MC rescued me.” She stops and then says, “Along with Emily. We have four kids. Arabella, who is five, Carter, who is nine, and the twins are three,” Sydney tells her story.
I don’t say anything, because I already heard this story. Sydney’s story wasn’t an easy one, but love conquered all.
“I will go next. I got pregnant by a dangerous drug dealer. I left him, because I saw him do something and was afraid. I moved from city to city until I stopped in Raleigh and started working at the center. I was six months pregnant and exhausted. I met Chase when I was eight months pregnant and was insanely attracted to him. Though I knew he liked me. He told me so.” She stops, and I hear a glass getting scooted across the table. I shift in my seat.
She continues. “I had Hunter when my ex showed up. Held me at gunpoint. Chase came in and disarmed him. Ethan handcuffed him, and the jackass was taken to jail. Chase moved me out of my apartment without me knowing while I was still in the hospital.”
A girl laughs, and Jessica says in mock anger, “Braelyn, that little shit, helped. So Chase and I were together after that. Not sure how or when it happened. It’s like we always were. That’s about it. If you think I am crazy, Chase is worse.”
“Oh man, call him over!” Jean says excitedly.
“Yo, Chase! Bring your bubble butt over here!” Jessica yells at the top of her lungs. I gape at her.
Jean cackles along with Chrystal. “You get used to it,” Braelyn pipes in.
A hand touches my back. I am surprised he lasted this long. I guess when Jessica called her man, he thought it gave him free rein to come over. He pulls me out of my seat, so I stand up, and when I feel him sit down, I sit in his lap.
“You called?” a man says, who I am assuming is Chase.
“Yes, Chase, they wanted to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you,” he says in a sarcastic voice. Oh man, he is a little shit.
“Chase, I am going to hurt you,” Jessica says right before I hear a smack.
“Babe, you just smacked my ass. You know what I do when you do that,” Chase deadpans.
“You better—” she stops and laughs.
“What happened?” I ask Torch. I feel him shaking with laughter. “He stuck his hand down her shirt.”
“Ah!” Chase yells, then all of the girls burst out laughing.
He answers before I can ask. “She grabbed his dick.”
I laugh. Then Jessica squeals. “He bit her tit through her shirt that time.” I laugh harder and hold my stomach. I can hear men laughing all around us.
“Jessicaaaa!” He gets louder the longer he says her name. “Ouch!” Chase says.
Jessica starts laughing, and I laugh along with everyone. “She gave him a titty twister,” Torch says through his laughter.
“It’s official. I’m adopting her,” Jean says through her hysterics.
“Woman, you’ve messed up now,” Chase says in a dark voice. She quits laughing, then I hear a chair scooting out. Then her laughing again. Then a smack. She gasps. “Put me down! It’s girls’ night!” she yells.
“Shush, woman.” Another smack and then it’s quiet. A door slams shut.
“He carried her out of here over his shoulder,” Torch explains as I wipe under my eyes. Torch twists my hair and then pulls it so my head is pulled back. I gasp then his mouth covers mine gently. I reach forward and touch his cheek.
“Whoo, baby!” I hear Jean catcall. I pull away, embarrassed. Torch kisses my temple. I close my eyes. I love him so much.
I sit and listen to the women around me laughing, having fun, and join in while Torch keeps holding me. I feel so secure right now. Happy. Imagine if he didn’t come into my life. I wouldn’t have any of this.
***
“Good night, Kayla,” Jean says when I climb out of the car. Torch holds my hand and leads me up the driveway. I hear Jean leave along with a motorcycle. Jack must be following her home.
Torch unlocks the front door as I hear the buzz of the gate closing behind us. When we walk inside the house, Mika comes up to me, his nose touching my hand. I pet him and he lies down on the ground at my feet. I lean down to pet him.
“Baby, I’m starting the shower!” Torch calls from upstairs.
“All right.” I pet Mika for a few more seconds before I stand up. He walks away, his toenails tapping against the hardwood flooring.
I yawn as I walk up the stairs into our bedroom, where I strip out of my clothes and walk into the bathroom. I count my steps to the shower door, open it, and step inside. I touch Torch’s back as I walk inside then go to the other side of the shower, to my showerhead.
I go through the motions of washing my hair, washing my body, and shaving before I rinse off.
“Torch, will you get me a towel?” I call when I’m done before I turn off the shower on my side. His is already off.
A warm hand touches my waist, then I am lifted off my feet. I wrap my arm around his neck and am deposited onto the bathroom counter. A towel moves down my body, drying me off.
“Love you.”
“Love you, too, baby.” He kisses me on the lips and grabs my calves, pulling me closer to the edge of the counter.
His tongue moving through my folds is a complete surprise. My whole body jumps in shock and from the pleasure. “Ah,” I hiss. I lean back and place my hands behind me, arching my back.
His tongue strokes my clit in slow strokes until my toes curl. When his teeth nip at the tip, I jolt with the shot of intense pleasure.
“Ohhh.” I throw my head back when I feel a finger touching my entrance and tense, waiting, wanting. No, needing. I push my hips forward. His finger moves inside while his mouth closes around my clit, sucking it deep into his mouth.
“Oh my! Torch!” I yell. His fingers inside me stroke my walls. He curls his finger, hitting my g-spot, and I shatter into a million pieces. My arms can’t hold my weight anymore, but Torch catches me before I fall against the mirror.
He places my hands on his shoulder then both of his hands cup my butt as he lifts me off the counter and carries me out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. I am set gently onto the bed before I hear him walking around the room. Then I feel him behind me, his legs on either side of me.
That’s when I feel the hairbrush against the top of my head.
What did I ever do to deserve someone like this?
I can’t help it. I burst into tears.
“Baby…What’s the matter?” he asks and wraps his arms around me. I put my hands on his forearm.
“I just love you so much and I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you. I am so happy it’s almost unreal,” I admit and sniff.
“I am happy, too, baby, and I love you.”
He starts brushing my hair, while I just sit there with tears rolling down my face. I feel such raw love for him that it’s almost unreal and so powerful. I love him with every bit of my being.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Torch
A week later
Today is the day when three clubs come together and take care of this gang problem we have. It also means that Kayla and all of the ole ladies are going underground, where they will be safe until this is over.
I packed Kayla a bag in case something happens and we aren’t back until the next morning.
We
are starting in the next town over, Lane’s town, taking out the rest of those guys. Techy found another house they are staying in. We’ll split up and take care of both of the houses the gangs are in.
Noah’s town is next. There are three places the gangs are stationed at, so we’re splitting into threes. Techy tracked the fuckers by their tattoos on their faces and followed the cameras to pinpoint their location.
“Come on, baby,” I say to Kayla and help her from Jean’s car, who came and picked her up. Kayla knows what is happening today. I wouldn’t lie to her. She needs this reassurance, too, because they have come after her more than once.
I lead her inside of the clubhouse and down the stairs, where the girls will be staying. Only the girls and the guys who have ole ladies know the code.
Paisley will be here any minute. She needs to be here, too, until it’s over. My phone vibrates in my pocket, so I check it.
I’m outside. xPaisley
I take Kayla inside of the room that is fully stocked. “I will be back. I’m just going out to meet Paisley.”
Jean helps Kayla on into the room.
Kayla usually knows where everything is, but the last time she was in there, she didn’t have enough time to count her steps and touch her surroundings.
I walk back upstairs then outside and see Paisley is still sitting in her car. Once I come out, she hops out and runs over to me. I wrap her in a tight hug. I missed my baby girl so much.
“I love you, Daddy. I missed you so much!” she mutters against my chest, and I hug her tighter. Paisley wants to be a nurse, and she has to go to college to follow her dream.
“Baby, I love you, too. Just come back home, okay? Who needs to go to college?” I tease her, and she smacks my back.
“Yeah, well, I enjoy the freedom.” She lets go of me and winks. I growl at her. She laughs.
“That freedom better be you going shopping alone!” I suggest and knuckle the top of her head.
“Stop, Dad!” she yells and jumps away from me.
“Hi, Paisley.”
She looks up at Ryan, smiling. “Hi, Unc.” Ryan practically helped me raise her. We lived together for a year or two when we opened the club.
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