Beggar

by Shan R. K

  “Can you help me out, I need to get his clothes from my room.” Her voice is small, when she faces me and my gut tells me I'm missing something.

  I wait for her to leave the bathroom. Then I take the towel and throw it at him, “Hope you enjoyed that, cause you just earned time out by the wall.” I tell him.

  Aron is naughty and he should be bathing himself but with David for a dad and Beggar at his beck and call I don't blame him.

  After ten minutes, and a naked, sleepy Aron I know Beggar isn't coming. I go to my cupboard and fetch one of Falon’s t-shirts and slip it on the kid. By the time I'm tucking him in he is out for the count.

  It takes me half n hour to find Venus and get her to watch the kid while I look for Beggar. By eleven I'm walking toward the lake, blanket in hand. It's a trek. I pass the stables and the barn toward the small hill. Why Beggar likes to come this side is a mystery. It's dark and creepy. The other women would never come here at night but then again isn't it why I call her Beauty. I wish she’ll just tell me her name.

  Trust is a hard thing for me and with Beggar it's harder. She has so much secrets, so many nightmares and I want to know her. I need to.

  By the time I make it to the hill, it's drizzling. I walk closer to her form. She's in the rain in a thin strap vest and hasn't moved an inch. Lost in her mind, what does she think about? Is she thinking about the man she says owns her. I wasn't lying when I told her I’ll kill him. I will.

  I'm at the end of patience with waiting, I want her, I need her. I’ve never wanted a woman so much before. I've never had to work so hard to get a woman to want me either.

  Since I've met her, I watched her play with her life as she throws herself on the ground, belittling who she is. Why does she do it. Why does she deny what it is we have. How can I help her. What do I do?

  It's all those questions that remain unanswered as I finally get to her. I wrap the blanket around her shoulders and sit my ass down beside her as my arm pulls her toward my chest. She fights me and my heart aches at how broken she is. If I were a lesser man I would have broken down and cried.

  “It's only me.” She settles at my voice. Her head resting on my chest.

  There is no moon to light our darkness as we watch the tears from the sky feed the lake. My hold on her tightens at just the thought of tomorrow. I’ll have to leave her here. I have to go hunt Jade down, and kill the guys who took her. I’ll return with more blood on my hands, more lives I've taken. She must sense my distress ‘cause I feel the heat of her lips as she places a soft kiss to my chest.

  She lifts her eyes to me and it's so dark I can't see her, but I feel her lips on my neck, “Claim me Zero, show me what it is to be yours.”

  “Not here, come on.” I plant a chaste kiss on her nose before I help her up. Her hand finds mine and our fingers link. I pull her in a partial run and she laughs whenever she almost stumbles as we move up the hill, back to where we came. By the time we get to the kitchen door we are soaked. Her hair is plastered to her arms and neck. Her nipples pebbled into small points.

  I look into her eyes, her need, her want for me so strong that I shake to restrain myself from taking her right here, up against the back door. It's in this minute staring at my own black beauty that I’m a man. I'm not the Enforcer, I'm just a man who is about to claim his woman.

  She opens the kitchen door for us to enter and I watch her body move like a man hypnotized as we walk up the stairs so silently. I don't even hear my brothers or anyone for that matter. It's like a never ending trance until I here the click of the door.

  My hands wrap around her waist. One curves to the shape of her form the other goes straight for her pussy. Her neck tilts as she moans. I pull her ass closer, grinding my cock against her at the same time my four fingers apply pressure to her hot pussy rubbing leisurely up and down. Her body is so responsive, it's almost like she's not the same girl. But those raspy throaty sounds she's making assures me it's her.

  She spins around and takes a step back, and I watch the inner battle she has with herself. I don't move or hide from her. I want this, I want my cock so deep in her pussy that she’ll never want for another man but she gotta want it too. She has to want me enough to fight that mind of hers and win.

  “I need our first time to be with the lights off.” I go to retort but I stop. I will have enough time to explore her body with my eyes in the future. Today's I’ll learn her body with my hands. I flip the light switch, shutting us in darkness. Her silhouette moves closer to me, we both slipping our wet t-shirts off.

  Her calloused fingers start from my neck to my collar bone, grazing my nipples as they map their way to, over pectorals and down over my leathers. I hiss. My cock jumps, needing to be released.

  “Beauty.” I say as a warning.

  “Kiss me Zero.” I do just that. I grab her naked waist and crush her breast to my chest. Something seals between us and I swear we are soul mates. I pull her wet hair out of her face, grab the back of her neck and I fuse our mouths together. She kisses me as hungry as I kiss her and we don't stop. I've never had a woman who can kiss like her. She's perfect.

  My hands explore her naked flesh, learning her body with my fingers. From the dip in her spine to the raised skin just below her left shoulder. I don't need my fingers to know the burn that's branded her torso or the fullness of her breast. I grab at her ass squeezing it through the wet jeans. Her moans fill the room as her greedy fingers tug on my belt and I stop kissing her. A hum leaves my throat as our mouth part.

  “Strip, I need inside you now.”

  I hear her low laugh as I unbuckle my pants. The chains from my wallet hit the carpeted floor with a loud thud. My cock springs free, high and proud.

  I play with the tip to give him some attention as he waits for Beggar to take off her jeans. She lays down on the bed waiting for me. I see shape of her form, her knees bent up. My hands work faster. I could come by just this.

  The wetness that leaks from the tip of my cock to my fingers remind me that I don't have a condom.

  “Fuck.” I squeeze the tip of my cock.

  “What's wrong, don't tell me you changed your mind.” I chuckle at the sound of her frustration, make light of my painful cock.

  “Fuck no.”

  “Then what?”

  “I need a condom.”

  “Don't be mad, but, ah, Killer put a box in the draw.”

  I swear my cock gets softer hearing that and any logical sense I have slips away, dying a quick death.

  I stalk toward her, and grip her ankles the way I had earlier. My hands explore the back of her legs right up to her thighs until it reaches so close to her heat. I part her legs, letting the cool air hit her naked heat. She moans.

  My mouth finds her wet shaved pussy. I give it a long lick, then I start sucking. I work her body up with only my mouth, my tongue. When she tries to close her legs I nip her swollen lips. I don't put my fingers inside her. She wants to be claimed, I want to claim her and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

  When I feel her get wetter I climb over her, line my cock to her pussy and I slam home. She cries out in bliss, and I'm sure pain. Her walls clench around me from the intrusion. I still when I really just want to move. I kiss her lightly sheen forehead, cheeks and eyes.

  “You are so beautiful.” Our tongues tangle in a lovers embrace, leisurely, just happy to be together. Her waist lifts in a silent plea for more and I'm glad because I'm not fully in. She's too tight.

  I withdraw almost all the way out and slam in harder until I'm balls deep. The noises from her throat are too much even for me. She's expecting me to go fast, expecting me to hammer into her and I want to do just that. So I shock us both when I cage her in with my elbows on either side of her face and I rock into her slow and deep. I kiss her nose as her hands go to my back. Her blunt fingers making futile attempts to grip into my slippery flesh and for the first time I make love to Beggar.

  I don't stop my slow burning rhythm until she arches up
, silent and beautiful as her body gives me everything in that orgasm. Her walls clench impossibly tight around my cock, pulsing, sucking me deeper into a crescendo of unattainable heights that I have no choice but to spill my seed deep in her womb.

  I know my cock isn't softening soon and I don't want to leave her warmth just yet. I grab Beggar by the waist and roll back, so my dick doesn't slip out.

  “What are you doing?” Her knees are on either side of my hips and her chest comes down to mine. I bend my chin to look at her even though it's dark.

  “Getting comfortable, that was a taster, claiming you is going to take a while.” I feel for the lamp switch next to the bed at the same time she sits up on me. Her eyes widen.

  She goes to cover her stomach but I pull her hands away.

  “I've already seen it, there's no reason to hide.” Her eyes take on a haunting look before she gives me a sharp nod and then bends back down to lay on my chest. I play with her hair, knowing she's lost in her mind again. I'm just glad she's with me, that we’ve shared this together.

  “When I was younger I was a beggar by circumstance, when I got older I stayed a beggar by choice.” I stiffen but I don't say a word.

  “I never had an easy life Zero, my mother died when I was twelve. I got shoved into the system and dumped off at a foster home with eight other kids.

  My foster father raped me two weeks later. I killed him with a tin opener and took my chances on the streets.

  It wasn't too bad ‘cause I've lived there my whole life. I never went back to school and I never did anything too dangerous. I stuck to the bins and kept the begging to a minimum. But a few years later I wanted something better, I knew I couldn't live like that forever, so I looked for my father. I waited for him one day outside some fancy restaurant.

  I was so hungry and almost went inside to see where he was and if he’ll give me some food but I didn't. When I finally approached him, he laughed in my face.

  When I told him my mother's name he put a gun to my head. He said I was a liar. He didn't believe I was his kid, he said she died years ago. He said if he ever saw me again he’ll put a bullet in my head. After that day I lost hope until I met Patricia, she was a prostitute, said that if I went to this one club I could get a job waitressing or something, but I had to get an I.D card. It took me weeks to get one, I was sixteen, they didn't hire younger than eighteen. I was fucked, I used all my money on that card.

  That's the day I met him.

  I was just a homeless girl and he was so much more. His name is Lucca Sanati and he has your women.”

  Chapter 20

  Storm

  “WHERE THE FUCK IS HE.” I growl to myself as I pass Texas and Bull playing pool down the hall. “Den and Falon was attacked, someone hit them off the road and knocked Den out, took Falon.”

  Texas curses, putting the pool stick down, “Gotta get the women on lock down and fast. I’ll call After, see if she can gather up the rest of the women in a cage and bring them down.” Texas storms out already on the phone.

  I look at the lone brother standing on the other end of the pool room, he's sober today, and I respect him even more. He knows shit is going down so he has put his own needs last. My father is the president of our mother chapter in Houston. Why he insisted I become the VP of this chapter only he knows. Most of the time it's a shit load of work and not many rewards. My time isn't my own, but there are few moments like this, when I see the reward. My brothers got my back.

  “You look good today brother.” I tell Bull. He grunts a reply before his phone reaches his ear.

  Texas marches back in, “After said she’ll handle it, will be here a sap.”

  “Zero is going to take this shit bad, have you guys seen him.” I ask.

  Texas frowns, “What the fuck you talkin’ bout.”

  I sigh, I didn't want them to find out like this, but fuck it I'm the VP. “Zero is going to claim Falon.”

  “I think you got your shit mixed up, he’s with Beggar. I saw them with my own eyes, they’ve been upstairs for a while now, he ain't claimin’ no pritzy Princess.”

  My anger boils, what the fuck is he doing with Beggar. The girl is just getting her footing. Shit. I can't believe he’ll use Beggar like that. I didn't see this shit happening, I presumed she was with Killer. This isn't good.

  I don't say shit to Texas. I'm already half way up the stairs. My phone rings, I pull it out from my jeans, ‘blocked number.’ I have no intention to answer it, so I hold it in my hand letting it ring off as I go to Beggar’s room door. My fist pounds on the wood until it's pulled open.

  Zero's glare eases when he sees me. Who was he expecting?

  The sex is thick in the air. They have been here for a while. I look behind the snarly man and when I'm sure Beggar isn't in hearing range I push his naked chest, “What the hell are you thinking.”

  He looks behind him, and then he steps out as I step back and closes the door. “I was going to talk to you about it but it happened so fast.” I see the look in his eyes and I groan. He’s in love with Beggar, fuck. I sucker punch him in the stomach. He grumbles as he weaves, “What the fuck!”

  “You know I had to do that, she's one of us. Don't fuck it up, she doesn't need anymore shit in her life.”

  “You think I don't know that, huh, I'm a grown ass man.”

  “Yeah, I hear you brother. But I gotta tell you something and you ain't gonna like it.”

  Zero straightens, his finger playing with his scar, “What?”

  “Falon’s been jacked.” He punches the wall.

  “Fuck.” He yells.

  The constant noise of my phone starts to annoy me and I answer the blocked call.

  “Who the hell is this.” I bark.

  The voice on the other end laughs, and I have a bad feeling about this. I look to Zero, signaling him to get a tracker on the caller. He runs into his room, all the while I listen to the laughing voice.

  “Is that anyway to greet the person who has your women.” His Italian accent thick.

  “Sanati. How long were you plotting your revenge, it's been years why now? Jade, I can understand, but why did you take Falon, she did nothin’ to you.”

  He laughs, “Revenge ? You think I did all this for revenge, I am not a fool Mr Radley. You think I’ll go to war with a group of trained snipers for the death of measly soldiers.” He bellows like it’s a ridiculous idea.

  “Then what the fuck are you doing with our women.”

  “Insurance. It has come to my attention you have something I'm looking for, something that is mine. I want it, no I need it back. You get your precious ladies back and I get what I want, win, win. So when should we trade?”

  “Trade what?”

  He chuckles and it's starting to annoy me, “Both your girls for mine.”

  “What the hell? We got no girl of yours.”

  “But you do, you found her in Washington a week ago. She probably told you her name is Beggar.” I freeze.

  My answer?

  Silence.

  “Ah, so you do know her after all. She's mine. I would like her back, please.”

  “No.” I grip the phone tighter.

  “Excuse me?”

  “I said no, she isn't yours, you the one that raped her aren't you motherfucker.”

  “My relationship with her is between the two of us, now I do not appreciate you assuming things that you do not understand.”

  “Then explain it to me.”

  “No, please let Beggar know that I miss her dearly, and that she has one hour to call me. Oh and If she refuses to return to me by Wednesday, the deal will be off and your poor woman will be minced for my dogs that's after my soldiers are done with them of course.” The line goes dead.

  I charge into Zero's room but stop short when I see Venus and Aron fast asleep on the bed. Zero is on the floor, laptop on his lap. I walk slowly toward him and tap his shoulder signaling him to meet me outside.

  Chapter 21

  Beggar />
  I PACE UP AND DOWN the corridor, my bare feet take up the space in quick strides. Texas, Spade, Storm, Bull and Zero have been in my room for an hour, they have their cuts on so I know this is bad. It's close to one in the morning. The Houston chapter will be arriving at the clubhouse in the next half n hour.

  I have no clue what's going on besides that Lucca has called.

  When Aron told me earlier he heard Killer telling his dad that Jade was missing, I made a call to someone who could find information to help them. I didn't think that the information will be Lucca. He actually kidnapped her.

  The bedroom door opens and Zero steps out. “Come on Beauty.” I follow him inside the room. Spade is the first face I see, and he looks livid as he leans against the window. His arms cross over his chest as he glares at me from across the room. Texas is plastered to the chair in front of the bed, his face in a bored mask. But he isn't fooling anyone.

  I’m startled forward at the fingers on my back. Thank god I'm wearing long jeans and a t-shirt because my hair isn't going to protect me from these angry bikers. I feel Zero's presence behind me but I don't turn around. I look to the man sitting on the bed. And right now he isn't my friend he is the Vice President of The Satan Snipers and I'm the threat.

  I swallow some phlegm that comes up from the back of my throat.

  “I’ll tell you what you want to know, but my name is my own.” I say it to all of them but my eyes stay on Storm.

  “You got no fucking choice.” Spade retorts.

  Zero is across the room in seconds and has Spade in a chokehold as Texas shouts, “Don't talk to her like that.”

  I'm standing in the middle of the space watching it all unfold.

  How did Lucca find me so quickly?

  My contact said one of the men had to be working for Lucca. My first thought was Knight, but Knight is part of the Famiglia. The Famiglia are enemies of the New Orleans outfit.