South Coast Brothers Part 1

by Kacey Hamford

  “I’ll wait here,” he flicked on his hazard lights and I climbed out of the car.

  “WHAT A LONG BLOODY DAY.” I complained as I climbed back into the car after looking at the last property on the list that the Prez had given me. “How long we been doing this shit?”

  “Only three hours, Iron,” Tyler chuckled as we headed towards Devon, I needed to see my girl. I was pretty sure I had found the perfect place for us to live, but I needed to make sure she liked it and that it would be suitable for Lacey.

  After thirty minutes we pulled up outside of her parents’ house, I felt nervous about seeing her again. I didn’t leave in the best way last time, I just hoped that I could convince her to forgive me, after all we were married.

  Just as I slammed the car door shut and turned around the front door opened and the guy that had punched me last time stalked down the garden path. I hadn’t even made it through the front gate yet.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” he barked.

  “I’ve come to see Ashlyn.” I pushed my good hand into my jeans pocket and rocked slightly on my feet.

  “I don’t think so, not after the way you left it last time. Besides, she’s not here.”

  “Who the hell are you?”

  “I’m her brother, the one who rescued her from that sick fucker.” He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at me.

  “And I’ll never be able to thank you enough for doing that. She means the world to me.”

  “Uncy O.” A little squeal came from over his shoulder. He turned around and picked Lacey up. She was wearing black leggings and a grey jumper, much like what Ashlyn had on the last time that I seen her.

  “Mummy’s fwiend,” she smiled, pointing at me.

  “Hi, princess,” I smiled at her and was surprised when she launched herself from her uncle’s arms and into mine. The shocked look on my face must have been obvious.

  “She’s a very trusting little girl. Much like Ashlyn always was.”

  “Drake?” I spun around at the sound of her voice. My body came alive when she was near me and she looked sexy as fuck in her black skinny jeans, long boots, red coat and woolly hat.

  “Mummy!” Lacey called out.

  “What’s going on?” she asked as she looked between me and her brother.

  “I needed to see you.”

  “Mummy, need a wee.” Lacey wiggled in my arms and I passed her to Ashlyn.

  “I’m sorry, I’ve got to sort her out,” she started to walk away from me.

  “Darlin’, please come to the party tonight?” I pleaded. She stopped walking and looked at me over her shoulder.

  “I’ll be there,” she waved a bag in my direction and I was pleased to see that it said on it ‘Frankie’s Fancy Dress’.

  My heart soared and my body heated, knowing that I was going to be spending the evening with my wife. I would sort all of this mess out, I made a huge mistake walking away from her in the week, all because of my own insecurities.

  “Where to?” Tyler asked as I sat back in the seat next to him.

  “Clubhouse. We got a party to get ready for,” I chuckled, rubbing my hands together in delight.

  Ashlyn

  I HAD JUST PUT Lacey to bed and I was now in the bathroom putting the final touches of my make-up on. I was wearing black fish net tights, with long black boots, a red and black striped skirt, black corset and bandana over my long blonde hair. I had black smokey eyes and bright red lipstick.

  “Are you sure you should be going?” Owen asked as he leant on the bathroom door frame.

  “Yes.” Was all I answered as I ran another coat of mascara over my eyelashes.

  “He left you there, Ash. I had to be the one to get you out.” I slammed my hand on the sink before turning around to face him.

  “He was left for dead on the side of the road. I had to leave him there, not knowing if he was going to live or die. My husband,” I whisper shouted at him. “No one knew where I was, there were no traces of me, no leads. What did you expect them to do? Just magically appear to save me? It doesn’t work like that.” I pushed past him and checked on Lacey once more. She was fast asleep with her thumb in her mouth and blonde hair spread over the pillow.

  “Ash,” My brother sighed from behind me as I grabbed my red coat and slipped it on.

  “I love him, Owen. I’m going to him, we’re going to sort this out and be a family, me, him and Lacey.”

  I GOT MORE and more nervous as I approached the Cornish Crusaders clubhouse. The drive had taken me over an hour and I had almost talked myself in to turning the car around several times. Once the clubhouse was in view I slowed the car down and turned into the clubhouse, I had to wait at the gates to be let in. A prospect approached my car and I wound down my window. He had a clipboard in his hands.

  “Name?” he asked like he was bored.

  “Ashlyn.”

  “Go on in,” he started pulling the gate back and once there was enough room I slowly drove up the small slope and parked my car against the side of the tattoo and piercing shop. I knew that my car wouldn’t get blocked in down here and I’d have a quick escape if I needed it.

  I climbed out of my car and locked it, no one was hanging around outside which was unusual, there was always someone outside smoking. When I came face to face with the clubhouse door I took a deep breath and pushed it open. I was met with the smell of booze and fags and the heat was overwhelming. I stripped out of my coat and hung it in the coat cupboard that I knew was there from living here. Hopefully by putting it in there no one would steal it. I was sure that the locals would have been invited tonight too. A patched party was normally a big deal.

  I rounded the corner to see that the bar was packed, it was noisy and everyone’s attention was on the dark skinned girl that was prancing around on the stage in just a thong. I glanced around the room looking for Drake, I couldn’t see him but my eyes did fall on Cammie and Mason. She waved at me, I smiled and gave her a little wave, indicating that I was getting a drink from the bar.

  As I made my way to the bar a voice stopped me in my tracks.

  “Ashlyn?” I turned around to see Cory standing there. He was in a full pirate’s outfit, along with a parrot sitting on his shoulder. His usual Mo hawk hairstyle was covered with a pirate hat.

  “Hi, Cory,” I smiled. He bent down and swooped me into his arms, hugging me. I patted his back and pushed him away. Cory was the first guy that I had been with since the first time the Satans had taken me. He was a good guy, soft and gentle. I enjoyed having fun with him, but that’s all that it was. I enjoyed his company, but his kisses never set me on fire, only one person had ever made my body feel like that. My husband.

  “How are you? Where have you been?”

  “Oh, I just had to go away for a little while…”

  “I missed you,” he cut me off, stepping closer to me.

  “Cory, I…”

  “Hey sweetheart, Iron’s looking for you,” Solar said as his arm fell over my shoulders.

  “Iron?” Cory asked.

  “Her husband.” There was that voice, the one that sent chills down my spine and a deep throbbing a lot further south. I spun around until I was face to face with him.

  “Husband?” Cory asked. “Ashlyn, what about us? We were…”

  “Having fun with my woman,” Drake growled. I placed my left hand on his chest, trying to calm him down. This was supposed to be a celebration, there would be no fighting.

  “Come on, man. Let’s go find some pussy.” Solar said as he led Cory away.

  “Hi,” I smiled up at him, stretching up slightly to kiss him, not removing my hand from his chest. His hand gripped the back of my neck as he angled my head to deepen the kiss. My whole body came alive and I wanted to abandon this party and reconnect with him. I pulled back as I felt movement on my hand. I gasped as I looked at my left hand that was still on Drake’s chest. Two beautiful rings had been placed on my ring finger, one solid white gold band and the o
ther had a single stone in the centre.

  “What’s this?” I asked, wiggling my fingers against his chest.

  “Your engagement and wedding ring. I love you, darlin’.”

  “I love you too. Where’s your ring?”

  “I don’t need a ring,” he shrugged.

  “I want you to have one.”

  “Then we’ll get one tomorrow.” He placed another kiss on my lips before pulling back.

  “Where’s your costume, Iron?” I smiled at him.

  “First, never call me that. I am yours, so always call me Drake. Second, I don’t do fancy dress. Though I’ve got a thing for pirates now. You look sexy as hell.”

  “I’m glad you approve. Enjoying your party?”

  “I am now that you’re here,” he kissed me again. “Let’s get a drink.” He wound his arm around my waist and introduced me to people as his wife as we made our way to the bar.

  “Hi, Ash.” Lottie smiled, she was one of the club bunnies. “What can I get you?”

  “Just two bottles of waters for now.” Drake interrupted. I looked at him with my eyebrows raised. “I need you to drive somewhere in a little while.” He waved his arm in my direction showing me that he couldn’t drive. I nodded my head and wondered what all the secrecy was about.

  Drake

  I WAS happy knowing that Ashlyn was right where she was meant to be, here with me at my patched party.

  “Is it all sorted?” Prez asked me as he slapped me on the back.

  “Yep, I’m taking her there now.” I downed a shot of whiskey for courage just praying that she liked the place I picked out for us to live.

  “Don’t forget this,” he handed me a leather jacket before he strolled away. I gazed around the room looking for Ashlyn and she was on the dance floor with Cammie, she looked sexy as fuck and happy. I sauntered up behind her and placed the leather jacket over her shoulder. She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled.

  “What’s this?” she asked as she slipped her arms into it.

  “Properties, darlin’. You’re all mine and everyone needs to know about it.”

  “It’s too hot in here to be wearing this,” she complained as she went to remove it. I grabbed the sides of the jacket and pulled her close towards me.

  “Good job we’re headed out then, isn’t it?”

  “Where we going?” She asked as she waved to Cammie.

  “It’s a surprise, but you have to drive.”

  “If it’s surprise how will I know where to go?” She asked as we began walking out towards the clubhouse door.

  “I’ll direct you, smartass,” I slapped her on the bum and she yelped.

  “Yo, Iron. Where you going man? The main show is about to start,” Toes called out.

  “I got something to show Ashlyn.” Just as I said that the music started and two women strutted onto the stage.

  “Come on man, it’s a girl on girl show.”

  “Enjoy,” I chuckled as I placed my hand on the bottom of Ashlyn’s back and guided her out of the clubhouse.

  “You don’t want to stay and watch some girl on girl? It is your party,” Ashlyn asked as she stopped walking.

  “Nope. I got everything I need right in front of me,” I smiled.

  “Oh.” Her face fell and I didn’t know what I had said wrong.

  “Darlin’, what is it?” I asked as I tipped her chin up to look at me. Her eyes were red and it looked like she was about to cry.

  “The thing is, it’s not just me, Drake…” I cut her off.

  “All I need in my life is you and Lacey, darlin’.”

  “Really? Both of us?”

  “Of course, you’re my girls. Come on.” I slipped my hand into hers and we ambled towards her car. “I can’t wait to get this bloody cast off,” I grumbled as I opened the driver’s door for Ashlyn to climb in.

  “When does it come off?”

  “Got a doctor’s appointment next week.” She settled into the driver’s seat and I rounded the car to climb in beside her. “Ok, darlin’, head out of the compound and turn left.”

  WE PULLED up outside of the cottage in Saint Germans and Ashlyn had a confused look on her face.

  “Welcome home, darlin’.” I kept an eye on her, I wanted to see all the expressions on her face.

  “Home?” she whispered as she turned off the engine to face me.

  “Yeah, if you and Lacey like it, that is. It’s only ten minutes away from the club, in case I’m needed for an emergency and thirty minutes away from your mum and dad. Do you wanna look inside?” She nodded enthusiastically and I dug the keys out of my pocket.

  She fell in love with the place, she gushed over the beams that were still visible and the fact that it had an en-suite off the master bedroom. The cottage was already furnished with sofas, a kitchen table and bedroom furniture. I had already told her we would buy new beds.

  “There are four bedrooms, a bathroom and en-suite. Kitchen/ dining room and large living room. What do you think? Can you see us three living here?”

  “Yes, Drake I love it. It’s perfect. But how?”

  “It’s one of the properties that the club owns. So, cheap as chips. You won’t want for anything darlin’, neither of you. I promise.”

  “Do we need somewhere this big?”

  “Yes, it won’t be long until all the bedrooms are full,” I winked at her.

  “I like the sound of that,” she sauntered over to me, throwing a little extra sway in her hips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I held onto her hip with my good hand. “We need to talk about what happened while we were separated.”

  “Yes, we do. But not tonight. Tomorrow,” she nodded, smiling, right before she planted her lips onto mine. She kept stretching up on her toes to get closer to me, usually I would have lifted her up in my arms but it was a bit more difficult with my arm in a cast so I moved us over to the sofa. I sat down and she didn’t hesitate to climb onto my lap, straddling me. We kissed until we struggled for breath and then I started trailing kisses up and down her neck, she squirmed in my lap, rubbing her heat against the bulge in my jeans. She threw her leather cut off, she would soon get used to the weight and heat it brung.

  “Dray,” she moaned and I knew exactly how she was feeling, I couldn’t get close enough to her either. I ripped a whole in the tights between her legs and pushed her underwear to the side, as soon as my fingers trailed over her, she threw her head back and pushed her pelvis into my hand. She was soaking wet, my fingers slid inside of her easily, she braced her hands onto the sofa behind me which caused her tits to be right in my face, the corset she was wearing had them bulging at the top and I couldn’t resist licking and biting into them.

  “More,” she pleaded as she moved back so my fingers fell from her, she quickly worked on my jeans and freeing my cock. She didn’t waste no time and I was soon feeling her warmth surrounding me. There was nothing better than being buried deep inside of her, the woman I loved, the woman I was going to spend the rest of my life with, the woman who would carry our children. Those thoughts alone had me pumping faster and harder into her.

  “Drake,” she panted as she placed her forehead against mine, her eyes were closed and I knew she was trying to hold on, waiting for me. I was about to blow any second and needed her to release first. I loved the feeling of her warmth strangling my cock, forcing the release out of me. I used my thumb and pressed against her clit, her hips bucked into mine before she screamed out, throwing her head back, I popped open the top of her corset, her tits fell free, bouncing in front of me, that was all it took and I was shooting inside of her.

  “Fuck, darlin’, you are amazing.”

  “Did you just lose your load by looking at my tits? Like some fourteen year old boy?” she giggled.

  “Fuck yeah, I did. Those are some amazing tits,” I admitted.

  Once we had both calmed our breathing and Ashlyn climbed off on top of me we decided to head back to the party.

  “When are we
moving in?” she asked as she kept her eyes on the road, getting us back safely in one piece.

  “Whenever you want, darlin’. I just don’t want to be apart from you any longer.”

  “It had better be tomorrow then, I don’t want to spend a night without you. I’m staying at the clubhouse tonight.”

  “You bet your fine ass you are. I need to enjoy all of you.”

  The prospect on the gate let us straight in and Ashlyn parked her car outside the clubhouse doors.

  “Come on, let’s get to bed.” I said as I held my hand out to help her out of the car.

  “Look, lady, I can’t let you in,” I heard the prospect say. I looked over to the gate and a woman with dark hair was standing in front of him.

  “Hold on, darlin’, let me just see what’s going on,” she nodded her head and I ambled down towards the gate.

  “Steve, what’s the problem?”

  “Oh, please, can you help me. I need to see Blade or Heather,” she pleaded as she stood in front of me.

  “Sorry, you’ve got the wrong club. They are in Devon.” I looked around and couldn’t see a car. “How did you get here?”

  “Taxi,” Steve added. “He dropped her off and drove away.”

  “What about Solar?” she asked with hope in her voice.

  “You know, Solar?” I asked.

  “Yes, well, no, well kinda.” She couldn’t stand still and it made me question whether she was a junkie or not. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were bloodshot and her clothes were wrinkled and dirty.

  “Darlin’,” I called out to my shoulder at Ashlyn. “Can you get Solar, please?” she nodded and hurried off into the clubhouse.

  “What’s your name?” I asked as I grabbed hold of her arm and pushed her sleeve up, no marks. I did the same on her other arm.

  “What are you doing? I’m not a junkie,” she sounded hurt.

  “I’m not expecting no company,” Solar complained as he walked towards us with Ashlyn.

  “Oh thank God, Solar.” The woman threw herself at him and he had to catch her.

  “Listen lady, I don’t know what you want or who you are, but…”

  “Please, you have to help me. The police aren’t doing a good enough job, I don’t know what else to do,” she cried.