by Ana Rosso
We are still on lockdown but it’s been too quiet for my liking. The guys are going on a run soon. It’s a charity one. I’m thinking of staying home this time and it’s not making my dad happy at all. I really don’t give a fuck right now.
“Hey, can we talk?” Lyra said while leaning against the kitchen door.
“Sure, sweetheart. What’s on your mind?” I went to her and hugged her close to me.
“I know you guys have a charity run soon,” she said while she hid her face in my neck.
“Who told you that?” I don’t know where this is going but I have the feeling I wasn’t going to like it.
“Sarah told me and she said you weren't going. Damon, I don’t want to come between you and the club. I also know this is for a good cause and I hope if it was me trying to raise money for Leslie’s condition, you would’ve been the first in line.” She's got a point but I don’t like it anyway. I know everything’s been quiet but I still have a feeling in my gut that everything was going to shit soon.
“Darling, I need to be here with you.”
“No you don’t. We're good and I’m not going to be the one that stands in the way of you and your obligation with the club. I know some of the prospects are staying and we can sleep at your mom’s if that makes you happy. You know I’ll make the decision easy for you … no run, no pussy. Just think, when you come back I’m going to be waiting for you with arms open and my legs open wider.” After saying that she went to her knees in front of me and started undoing my jeans.
She looked at me behind her lashes while she was taking out my painfully rock hard cock. Getting it close to her mouth, she ran her tongue around the head and took the piercing between her teeth and pulled. Dammit that felt good.
“Is this your first time, baby girl?” I was about to empty my load without even being in her mouth yet.
“Uhumm." The vibrations I felt with just that had my balls up and ready.
“You don’t have to, we can—” I couldn’t finish as she sucked my dick inside her mouth as far as she could. Then she came back up to the tip and swirled her tongue under the head.
When she started bobbing up and down and my dick started touching her throat, I thought I was going to lose it like a fucking teenager.
“I’m not coming in your mouth, baby. I’m shooting this load inside your tight pussy.” I grabbed her under her arms and tried to pull her up. She didn’t move or stop sucking my dick. She started licking and sucking, licking and sucking with no expertise but such a passion it undid me. I grabbed her hair and held her in position while I emptied my balls deep in her throat. I growled and yelled her name.
When I finished coming she licked her lips, stood up, gave me a kiss, and walked out of the room with a smile on her face to let me know that she was the lucky winner. My little bitch played me like a guitar and I let her.
“Fuck, I’m so screwed,” I murmured to myself while I went to find what my other little terror was doing.
I’ve been learning sign language and even though I’m not too good at it yet, at least I’ve been communicating with Leslie the best I can. I walked into her room and saw her drawing something on a piece of paper.
“What are you doing, baby butterfly?”
“I’m dwawing you and momma,” she said without moving from her spot.
“Papa Pwetty, I’m huwngy. I want Mc Wounald." She looked at me and smiled.
Fuck it’s true, I’m wrapped around both my girls’ little fingers. I’m going to have to put posters around town to see if anyone found my balls because I think I lost them when these two came into my life.
I took my girl by the hand and went outside to find my woman. She was sitting on a rocking chair on the front porch reading. She was so beautiful all lost in her little world as she called it, I had to stop in my tracks and admire her for a while. While I was lost in my thoughts my dad stood behind me and said.
“I know that feeling too well.”
“What feeling, Pops?” I asked without taking my eyes away from my woman.
“The feeling that you can’t breathe without knowing they are safe. That you will kill or get killed for them. Because without them in the world there is no point to it. Your day starts and ends with them. They are yours now and forever. They are air in your lungs and they are the only thing that makes your heart beat,” he said as he kissed Leslie on the head and walked away.
“Beautiful, I’m taking Leslie to Mc Donald’s for a Happy Meal. Do you want to come?” I asked as I walked up to her.
“No, handsome. Sarah is coming by to learn how to bake double caramel fudge cookies.” She stood up and came over to us. After kissing me she grabbed Leslie and hugged her tight. They did their eyes, nose, mouth thing and she placed her back on the floor.
“Be a good girl for papa and bring me something. I love you, monkey.”
“Yup I’ll eat ewerything and Papa Pwetty is a mownkey." The little shit started giggling.
I grabbed Leslie upside down and walked with her to my truck while she was laughing out loud.
I didn’t like the idea of Sarah and Lyra’s friendship too much but when I tried to plead my case, she got very upset and said she knew what it was like to live under the fist of Los Diablos and she and Sarah had a connection that I’ll never understand. In that moment I didn’t say anything. It’s not what she thinks. It doesn’t have to do with the fact that she was a sex slave when we rescued her or that she decided to stay with us and become a Raven. I would be a hypocrite if I said something about the club girl when for a long time, club girls were there when I needed relief or company. At the end of the day, it’s their life and they can do with it whatever they want. We don’t judge. Something else was bothering me about Sarah and I can’t put my finger on it right now but I know that eventually I’d figure out what it is. I just hoped it’s all in my head, an overprotective feeling that I got every time I’m close to my girls.
While I was watching Leslie play at the jungle gym they have at the only Mc Donald’s close to home, I thought about what Lyra said earlier about Leslie’s condition. My baby girl was a beautiful and bright kid that was happy regardless of not being able to hear the world around her. I would always love her no matter what but I wanted her to have everything in this world and more. With that in mind, I picked up my cell and sent James a message.
***me: Brother I need you to find everything there is about Leslie’s condition. It’s called otosclerosis.
***James: On it brother. Come and see me when you're back at the clubhouse. Not SOS but I need you to see something
***me: With the kid in Mc D’s right now but will do when I get back
***James: 10-4
I was going to find out everything that has to be done to make Leslie’s surgery possible. Lyra was going to flip her shit because she told me it was a very expensive one and I didn’t have to pay for it. Let’s see what was going to happen because it looked like she didn't understand that now they were mine. I protect and provide for what is mine. The sooner she gets it, the sooner she will trust me and my brothers enough to become a full old lady.
Lyra
It’s been three weeks since the party for Leslie, and me becoming a probate. I don’t get it because in every other MC when you're an old lady you're an old lady and that’s it. I’ve tried to find out what this is all about but everybody’s mouth is sealed like a vault. Where are the gossipers when you need them?
Leslie was getting back into her routine and Damon has been spending a lot of time with her. According to him, he’s just practicing his signs but I’m sure he has just been making up for lost time, so I try to stay out of their way.
He woke me up very early this morning with his tongue in my pussy. What a way to start a day. After he ate me like a starved man, he crawled up my body and kissed me hard. I could taste myself on his tongue. If someone would have told me before about this, I’d have been grossed out but in reality it's sexy as hell. If I was wet before then, this
makes me a sloppy mess. I needed him inside me pronto, I really wanted—no actually needed—to come and every time I was close enough he stopped. He entered me with two fingers and started finger fucking me with the same intensity as he was kissing me. Suddenly he took his fingers out and replaced them with the head of his cock. He rammed into me and started moving fast and hard. I tried to hold onto him but he wasn't having any of that. He grabbed my hands and placed them above of my head. I closed my eyes; I was so close to the edge.
“Eyes, babe. I want to look in them when you come all over my dick. Feel what you do to me. I’m hard like a rock. My cum is going to come out of that pussy with so much pressure you’re going to think you pissed yourself.”
He sat on his knees and that changed the angle he was entering, letting me feel his piercing hitting the spot that makes me fly.
“I love this pussy and it’s all mine. One day I’m going to make you squirt.” He kept ramming into me while sucking my nipple. Suddenly, I started seeing colorful lights in the back of my eyes and came so hard I stopped breathing for a moment. I could feel he was very close since his movements became erratic. He rammed into me one last time and stood buried deep until he emptied himself inside me.
When we both came down, he laid by my side with a beautiful smile, dimples and all.
“Good morning, beautiful. That was good.”
“Uhmhum," was my only answer. I couldn’t keep my eyes open even if I tried. I really wanted to go back to sleep.
“Come on, out and about. We have a lot of things to do today before I leave on the run.” Swatting my ass, he got out of bed and after putting on his sweat pants he left the room to go and check on Leslie.
I got out of bed and after fixing myself in the bathroom, I went to the kitchen to start breakfast.
Damon came carrying an already dressed Leslie in his arms. I had to hide my face so he didn’t see me giggle. He dressed her in jeans and a pink T-shirt, which was okay but he tried to fix her hair. One pigtail was higher than the other. She looked so cute and it was going to stay like that because according to her, everything her Papa Pretty did was done perfectly.
Sarah came later in the afternoon to spend time with Leslie and me. The place was very quiet, since almost everybody was gone. Gina went to her father’s chapter for a ceremony to honor their fallen brothers. She was supposed to have come back yesterday but nobody has seen her yet, not that I missed her at all. If I never saw her again, it would be too soon. I guess I have to suck it up over her being in the club because in a way, she was family and the club takes care of their own.
Ani went to Seattle with Jordan, Cora, and Kat for a new treatment. Damon and the rest of the club were getting ready to leave today for Pullman. I convinced him to go on the charity run and even though he wasn’t too happy, he knew it was the right thing to do. After all he was the VP. He told me I have to stay at the clubhouse while he was away so the prospects could do their job without having to be in so many different places. I understood that. If I argued with him, I wasn’t going to win this time, so I agreed.
With everything ready to go and carrying Leslie over his shoulders, he came to me and kissed me. It was a kiss filled with so many different feelings it left me breathless.
“We're leaving soon, beautiful. Please be careful and take care of our baby girl. We’ll be back in three days but if you need me, call immediately. Be ready when I come back because I’m planning on fucking you unconscious.” He bit my lower lip and I opened for him. When he pulled me to him, I could feel his hard-on digging into my stomach. The kissed turned into a deep and desperate one. It left me dripping like a broken faucet.
“Baby butterfly, be good for momma and don’t cause trouble. I love you.” He hugged Leslie and smelled her hair.
“Lowe you too, Papa Pwetty. I will pway and momma be in towble." She was giggling while hugging him very tight.
He kissed me one more time and after he told the prospects he was going to cut their balls off and choke them with them if anything happened to us, he mounted his bike. They all revved their engines and started to leave in formation behind Lucas and Damon.
Let me tell you, it was a sight to be reckoned with. After we couldn’t hear their bikes any longer we went back inside the clubhouse to eat something and relax. I gave Leslie her dinner and got her ready for bed. The clubhouse was practically empty without the men. There were only a couple of the old ladies around and some of the Ravens. The old ladies didn’t mingle with the club girls, so the girls left for their rooms and some of them for their jobs at the strip club, while we stayed drinking and watching a lot of girly movies. The only Raven who stayed with us was Sarah because the other old ladies didn’t want to go against what I wanted, so they tolerated her the best they could.
After a while, I decided to go to bed and when I was entering the room a text came through my cell.
***Damon: sweetheart we just arrived to Pullman. I miss my girls a lot. Go to bed and think of me but don’t touch yourself because the only fingers that are going inside that pussy are mine
***me: we are missing you too and too late
***Damon: if you touch yourself I’ll know and after tanning that pretty ass red, I won’t let you cum for a week. It’s your choice
***me: miss you too. G nite
***Damon: Nite.
***Me: love you
Oops, what did I just write? I must be stupid or tripping on acid. I held my breath waiting, but the text never came.
He didn’t answer back and I got paranoid. I hoped he wasn’t mad at me because I couldn’t hold my tongue. Suddenly my phone started ringing and without looking at who was calling I picked up.
“Hello,” I whispered.
“I love you too,” the emotion in his voice was all I needed to know that this was real.
“Good night, honey. We’ll see you soon. Come back to us. Love you.” My heart was so full at that moment I couldn’t say anything else.
“I’ll always come back to both of you and as soon as I get back, I want you to tell me to my face.” With that he hung up.
I could hardly sleep that night with Leslie kicking the hell out of me and me missing my man. I woke up the next day with the headache from hell and hornier than I’ve ever been. Leslie was still sleeping, so I decided to go and get a soda and start breakfast for everybody. As soon as I walked in the kitchen, I found Sarah crying while finishing a phone call.
“What’s wrong, honey?” I sat by her and put my arms over her shoulders.
“It’s nothing. Today is the anniversary of my mother’s death and I’m a little sad,” she said without looking at me.
“What do you say if we go to the mall in Port Angeles? We can make a day of it. Spa, lunch, and maybe a movie. Leslie loves to have her nails done.” I was hoping she was okay with it. I really needed a day out.
“You won’t mind being seen out with me?” She still didn’t look at me.
“Of course not. We are friends right?” I stood up and went to get Leslie dressed without waiting for a response. I didn’t want her to see how much she hurt me thinking I was that type of person. Something was off with her but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
We spent the whole day in Port Angeles and had a great time. When we got back to the clubhouse, Leslie was asleep in her car seat. I took her to bed and went to take a shower while I could. When I was done, I went to get something ready for dinner. Sarah appeared in the kitchen and asked me if I needed help. I told her to go and check on Leslie if she could. Fifteen minutes later she came with Leslie in her arms and said she was going to sit outside at the picnic table and watch Leslie play on the swings while I finished what I was doing. I told her to be careful because it was getting dark and went back to making dinner. Everything was very quiet with the prospects playing pool in the main room and the other old ladies having drinks and watching a movie. The silence was good until it wasn’t. A piercing scream filled the silence of the night and I ran to open the door t
hat led to the patio. Outside stood Sarah all bloody and shaking. I looked around her and saw Gina running towards us but couldn’t find Leslie anywhere. I felt all my blood turn cold and my heart stop beating. I ran towards where she was and suddenly someone hit me on the back of my head and my whole world turned black.
Damon
We started the run very early this morning and so far it was a success. We arrived at one of the other chapter’s clubhouse and the guys were settling in. Some of us were having a drink while others were already dragging some of the women up to get the type of release they needed. I spoke with Lyra this morning before we started but haven’t called her since.
My dad came and sat with me at the bar and suddenly asked, “Everything okay, Son?” He signaled the prospect behind the bar and asked for a beer.
“Yup, but I was thinking on going home tonight. Maybe it's nothing but for a while I’ve been feeling like something’s off.” I finished my beer in one gulp and stood up.
“Always follow your instincts, if you think you need to be back home, go. Take one of the boys with you and kiss my granddaughter for me.”
“Will do.” I turned around and called Alex to follow me as I left for my bike.
I was almost home when I received a call. I stopped on the side of the road and took the call.
“What?”
The voice of the prospect came through the phone as if he'd been running a marathon and I could only hear people screaming in the background.
“Damon, you need to come home now. Someone took Lyra and Leslie. They wounded Sarah.”
I hung up the phone and without saying a word, I pushed my bike to its limit. I tried not to think too much about what he just said. My heart was racing and I was sweating. I just found them, I couldn’t lose them now.
As soon as I passed through the gate I saw a huge commotion. Some of the old ladies were crying and the prospects were going around in circles looking for, what I was sure, were my girls.
