Because You're Mine

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

Vee / Nessa

The longer I listened to Spider explaining their plan the more fearful I became. It was risky, so damned risky and fear for him and Rush ate at my gut.

Noe and I were miffed because we were summarily told we couldn’t go with Cuba and the girls to create a distraction at the fancy house they had rented in Noordhoek.

And why couldn’t we go?

Because the bad guys knew our faces. We both knew it was true but we still tried. It sounded like the girls were going to have a lot of fun.

Early this morning Fish had left with one of the brothers from Joburg to get closer to a house they were certain the bad guys were staying at. He was going to try and hack their systems to confirm it was them. A very risky undertaking.

Everything about this rescue mission was risky and it had my gut cramping, or maybe it was the pity party Noe and I had indulged in after the girls left to prepare for their mission. One too many tequilas to drown our sorrows.

This morning we were hungover but had jobs to do. Kid had put his old lady in charge of getting the club ready to go into lockdown and that’s what we’ve been doing today. Stocking up on supplies.

The families were already coming in and between us we’ve been settling them into the bunker-like area below the club. As I worked beside Noe I noticed a few sour looks from the club whores but ignored them. I knew exactly where they fell in the hierarchy that ruled the club…right at the bottom.

After telling the bitches to either help or get the fuck out Noe had ignored them completely. Apparently they would be staying in a section away from the families where their activities wouldn’t be witnessed by the kids or the old ladies. She told me there were a couple of the brothers who used the whores even though they had old ladies.

It pissed both of us off but of course, it was club business and we had to shut up.

I wondered out loud that if they weren’t so readily available if those brothers would still cheat.

Noe shrugged. “We’ll never know because these fuckers will never shut them down. They’ll always be here and you and I are going to lose our minds when our sons get to the raging hormone stage and sneak off to fuck them.”

I gaped at her, mouth wide open in shock, as I imagined Rush at sixteen around the whores.

“Oh fuck no. We’re goin’ to kill them before my boy turns sixteen.” I growled.

My friend started laughing, a hand over her lower face, hiding her mouth. She lay back on the floor she was laughing so hard.

“We can’t kill them, Nessa, but we’re going to scare the holy living shit out of them. Damn, I’m looking forward to the day.”

“What are you two plotting over here?” Calvin asked, suddenly popping up from behind the bar.

I slapped a hand on my chest with a gasp. “Shit, don’t do that. You nearly gave me a heart attack.”

I narrowed my eyes on him and he took a cautious step back.

“Do you fuck the club whores?”

He held up both hands and shook his head from side to side almost violently.

“I’m a prospect, I’m not allowed to touch them. But I can honestly say that once I have my patch I won’t be fucking them either.”

“What about your patch party? Isn’t it a club tradition to have a foursome with three of them, in front of the club?” Noe asked with narrowed eyes.

Calvin nodded then gave us a sly look as he leant on the bar, dropping his voice.

“Not me, I have a plan. My girl will be by my side the entire night. I won’t be taking chances with my future like some of the brothers. I’ve overheard those bitches and their plans for me, it’s not going to happen. My girl is my world and it will stay that way.”

“I like that answer.” Noe said and pointed a finger at him. “Once this shit is over I want to meet your girl.”

Again Calvin shook his head. “Sorry Noe, she’s not allowed here until after I’ve been given my patch and patched in.”

I tipped my head to the side, confused by his reasoning.

“If you’re not allowed to have her here how are you goin’ to manage havin’ her by your side durin’ your patch party?”

Calvin became serious in an instant.

“I’ll send her a text when it happens. She’ll drop everything and race to my side. We’ve talked about it, she knows how important it is to get to me before I’m hopelessly drunk, high and stupid.” He explained.

Noe grinned and winked at him. “Don’t worry about a thing, little brother. The night they patch you in you’re going to have two wing women taking your back until she gets here. There’s not a single motherfucker who’s going to go up against the old ladies of their Prez and VP.”

I giggled at the look on Calvin’s face. Shock, surprise and relief played over his pretty face.

He had been worried about his girl getting through the gate in time to stop him from making the worst mistake of his life.

“Know what I hate? The fact that men who’re supposed to be your brothers and take your back will be the ones throwin’ your ass to the whores. Why is it that they think it’s a good idea to initiate a man into the brotherhood by watchin’ him fuck? Is it because they want to hold your mistake over your head? Or is it that if you fuck those sluts you’ll be as dirty as they are? Or is it just a biker thing, watchin’ your brother getting’ fucked by sluts?”

I sat on the floor, my chin on my hand as I pondered the question.

“The last one, lovely lady.”

A laughter filled voice answered the question from behind me.

I swung around to see a movie star beautiful brother, one I didn’t know, leaning against the door jamb leading into the kitchen.

“Who are you?” I asked rudely.

“The name is Bollywood, lovely lady.” He said and dipped his head towards Noe.

“Good to see you again, Lady Noe.” He smiled and it was all I could do to not stare at him open mouthed.

My man was gorgeous but this guy, he was stunning.

“Bollywood, this is Nessa, and be careful, you’re flirting with Spider’s old lady.” Noe warned with a smile.

His gave a short nod.

“I heard rumours that my man had fallen for the charms of a woman but I didn’t believe it. Now I can see why he fell. He’s a very lucky man, Lady Nessa.” He smiled charmingly and I swear if I wasn’t committed to my man it would have turned my head.

I looked at Noe. “He’s dangerous.”

She nodded. “Definitely, he’s grade A beefcake.” She teased with a twinkle in her eyes.

Bollywood laughed, not offended at all.

“What are you ladies doing? Besides keeping the prospect from stocking the bar.” He moved closer and Calvin straightened then disappeared.

“Making surprise packets for the kids. It will keep their minds off where they are.” Noe explained while waving at the mess all around us.

“That’s a great idea. Why make them when you could have bought them?” He asked as he crouched between us.

“Because it keeps us from thinking about those bitches hanging out in a mansion on the beach having a great time while we’re stuck in here.” She griped.

She wasn’t wrong.

We were pissy about being stuck at the clubhouse.

“Let me help you get this done and then we can either play some pool or cards. It will pass the time and it will be fun, especially if we have a beer or two while playing. And maybe a bet.” Bollywood sat down on the floor with us and started stuffing the packets.

When we were done we packed them into a box that Calvin took down to the bunker as I’ve been calling it in my head.

As the day passed without either of our men showing their faces we played cards, darts and eventually pool. By the time supper came around we were both pleasantly plastered and giggly.

Neither of us offered to cook for the hordes, we didn’t feel like it. Noe glared at the whores who were draped along the bar.

“You bitches going to just hang on the bar or are you going to do your jobs and make some food for the men?” She snarled nastily.

“Oh fuck.” Bollywood whispered.

They glared at her and then one, possibly their spokesperson, if that was a thing, spoke up.

“We’re not here to make food, we’re here to fuck your men. You’re the old ladies, you go make the food, and once we’re done fucking your men we’ll give them back to you, well satisfied. You ever ask yourselves why they fuck us when they have you.” She didn’t wait for either us to answer, just kept sprouting her bullshit. “They might love you but you’re boring as shit in bed. That’s why they fuck us before going home to the boring old missionary position, which is all you breeders have in you to give them.”

Noe didn’t answer and the whore smirked as if she had won against the president’s old lady.

She shouldn’t have taken her eyes off the woman next to me.

Straightening from where she had been leaning against the pool table Noe slowly walked to the bar, the pool cue in her hand. I had never seen her look the way she did now, her eyes were dead, her expression totally blank. I realised this was the other side of her, the one Cuba called Face.

Walking right up to the laughing whore she spoke in a cold hiss that seemed to reach every corner of the common room. There were brothers sitting on the couches and at the tables and not one of them moved or said a word.

“You saying you’ve been fucking my old man?”

The whores instantly stopped laughing and a deathly silence fell.

The whore’s eyes were wide and frightened as she shook her head. “N…no, no, I’ve never touched him. I was making a general statement.”

Face stood right in front of her, bouncing the bottom of the cue on the floor with a loud thump, thump, thump, thump.

“Ah. I see. So you’ve been fucking Spider?”

Again the shaking head and the shaking voice. “No, no, I’ve never been with him.”

The cue kept thumping.

“So, you’re sitting here making judgements about the old ladies when you know fucking nothing about any of them. Let me clue you in on something. The brothers who have old ladies and are stupid enough to use you and your fellow whores are lower than rat shit in my eyes. They will NEVER have my trust and you, your time on this earth is limited. I remove problems, and you are a problem.”

The next second the cue whistled through the air and smacked her left upper and lower arm then did the same to the right one. The bones in her arms snapped audibly.

“There you go, now you’re not going to touch anyone’s man for quite a while. You and your fellow whores forgot who I am, let this be a lesson to all of you. Don’t forget who and what I am, or I will be back to remind you.” Face said, her voice cold and dead.

Screaming in pain the whore fell to the floor and suddenly the brothers who had been watching rushed forward. None stepped closer though, not when Face stood there with those dead eyes pointing the sharp end of the cue at them.

“Be very careful what you say and do next.” She warned coldly.

“Noe! Baby, what the fuck is going on out here?” Kid came charging in, the men who had been with him in his office following behind him.

The whore cried, screamed and writhed on the floor but no one dared get close enough to help her.

“Am I your old lady?” That cold voice asked and I saw his eyes narrow slightly.

“Absolutely, baby, you’re mine, everyone knows it.”

Suddenly she dropped the bottom of the cue to the floor and thumped it twice then nodded. Her face still emotionless as she faced her old man.

“Good, then the answer you’re looking for is that as your old lady I took care of a problem. I suggest someone call Coal or Glass to come take care of the whore. Her screaming is starting to irritate me. If she carries on making so much noise I’ll have to make it stop.”

Whirling around she stalked back to the pool table, she was once again my friend Noe, her eyes twinkling and a tiny smile curving her lips.

“Where were we? It was my turn, wasn’t it?”

“You do realise you’re fuckin’ crazy, right?” I asked and grinned when she shrugged, raised her eyebrows and nodded.

“And no, it wasn’t your turn, it was mine.” I snarked my buzz completely gone.

We carried on playing as if nothing had happened, as if there wasn’t a woman lying on the clubhouse floor moaning in agony.

Kid and Spider joined us after taking care of the chaos, they stood staring at us, their arms crossed over their chests.

“The two of you are going to be trouble, I can see it as clear as day.” Kid said with a resigned sounding sigh.

Noe and I looked at each other and shrugged.

He was most probably right.

At least I no longer had overwhelming fear eating at my gut because I knew no matter what we would survive.

I was strong and so was my man.

We were going to survive this and whatever else gets thrown at us.

Spider

He was aware that his woman was scared but there was nothing he could do but reassure her that he would be careful.

The entire shit show in the common room had come about because of the tensions running high through everyone at the club.

And now, because she couldn’t keep her foul mouth shut, Nancy, the most popular club whore, was out of commission for the foreseeable future. A couple of the brothers had tried to get to Kid to voice their displeasure with Noe, but between him and Blaze they had quickly shut them down. Their president wasn’t the most patient of men and right now his patience was almost none existent.

Plus they had more important shit to handle than a club whore being beaten by their president’s old lady.

A deserved beating in his opinion.

Handling club slut bullshit would have to wait for another day.

Taking his old lady’s hand he separated her from Bollywood and Noe and persuaded her it was time to go home.

The common room was crowded and all he wanted was time alone with her before tomorrow was on them.

At home he found one of those fancy frozen pasta dishes from Woolies in the freezer and popped it in the oven.

There was enough time to have a shower before their dinner was ready.

Taking her hand he drew her up the stairs and into the bathroom, she followed without saying a word.

He started the shower, undressed her then himself then moved them into the enclosure. Tipping his head back he let the water wash over his face as he held her in his arms, tight against his chest. He wanted to remember the feel of her wet, naked body against him. To have her imprinted on his body, mind and soul for all time.

If this was the last time he held her in the shower he wanted to remember it, remember the feel of the hot water cascading over them. Remember the feel of her arms wrapped around his waist and her tits pressed against his chest. Remember the feel of her beautiful skin under his hands as he washed her. As he washed her hair and body he stored it all in his memory bank to be brought out later and savoured.

Early that morning he had sat down with Ice and changed his will. He appointed Vanessa Monroe as his son’s guardian and Gray Walker as the executor of his will. His assets would now go to his old lady and Rush if he didn’t make it out. If neither him nor Rush survived everything he owned would be hers, his old lady, the woman in his arms.

Now wasn’t the time to tell her about his will because tomorrow was hanging over them like a dark cloud. Now was a time to add to the memories already in his head.

Once done washing her he quickly washed himself then got them out the shower. He gently dried her off then dressed her in the emerald green short robe hanging in the hook behind the door. Drying himself he pulled on the other robe, patterned in blues, a gift from his sister that he had never used. She had bought it after complaining about him walking around the house in only a towel.

Taking his old lady’s hand he took them back downstairs.

“I want us to have dinner and be with each other tonight. Just you and me. No talk about what tomorrow will bring. The only thing I want on your mind is me and what I’m going to do to you later.” He said softly as he seated her at the dining room table that was laid for two.

“We can do that.” She answered as softly. “As long as you remember I’ll be doing things to you too.”

Spider grinned and dropped a kiss on the top of her head.

“I’m looking forward to those things, love.”

Leaving her at the table he went back into the kitchen and collected the salad he’d made earlier in the day from the fridge and set it on the table along with the salad dressing.

“You’ve been busy I see.” Vee teased and slapped his butt as he walked away.

“No touching the cook.” He threw over his shoulder with a wink and a smirk.

In the kitchen he pulled their dinner from the oven and dished for both of them. The left overs went back into the oven to stay warm in case either of them wanted more.

Setting her plate in front of her he kissed the top of her head. “Enjoy, sweetness.”

He set his own plate down and poured water in their glasses from the carafe on the table.

He didn’t sit down opposite her but at the head of the table, in effect next to her where she sat on his right.

“I like this. Like us sittin’ down to eat like a family. Too often today everyone eats in front of the TV and they don’t talk to each other. I didn’t grow up like that, my mama insists on all of us bein’ at the table at dinner time. No TV and sometimes no phones either.” She smiled at him.

“Same at our house. My mum insists on family dinners at least once a week after Ice and I patched into the club. And always at the table.” He winked at her. “We’ll be doing the same with our kids, we’ll always eat as a family. Even if I’m away on a run I want to know my old lady and kids are sitting down together having dinner.”

She tilted her head, giving him a knowing smile. “I like the way you say kids, like it’s a foregone conclusion we’ll have more than one.”

“Baby, you need to prepare. I want four, with Rush there will be five of them. Our home and our table will be filled with the laughter of our children, and of course the inevitable arguments. We will never be bored or get old with all of them keeping us on our toes.”

He laughed at her look of shock, leant over and gave her open mouth a quick kiss.

“You…you want me to carry four of your babies? Four? That’s a lot. Five children will cost a lot of money to raise.” She gasped, apparently shocked about the number of kids he wanted and the cost of raising them.

“Vee, my love, I have more money than I know what to do with. I’ve been investing and making money since I was in high school. My dad gave me an allowance and the rest went back into my investments. I’ve been making money for my family and the club for years and have invested my club earnings wisely. We can afford five kids, easily and still have enough to go on holidays and world cruises or whatever you want.”

Her eyes narrowed on him. “You are sayin’ my old man is rich? Like stinkin’ rich?”

He didn’t answer just shrugged.

Putting her elbow on the table she narrowed her eyes and waved her pointer finger at him.

“Right, so here’s how it’s goin’ to go.” She said. “Tomorrow we get Rush back and once he’s healthy we’re goin’ to visit with your family so he gets to know his grandparents. We’ll come home for a bit before we’ll head to Savannah for you and him to meet my family.”

Grabbing her glass she took a sip of water before continuing.

“We’ll start lookin’ for a home that will be big enough for the freakin’ tribe you want once we get back from the US. Once we have the home that’s when we’ll start makin’ babies, not before.” She wiped a hand over her eyes. “Heaven knows I must be crazy to agree to have four kids.”

Spider wanted to laugh but he bit it back.

“Something important you need to know, sweetness. Twins run in my family. My brother and sister both had twins and so did Hawk. I think we should prepare ourselves for the same.”

His woman slumped in her seat shaking her head.

Glancing down he loved the way her robe gaped and he could see the roundness of her tits. One little tweak of the belt around her waist and he’ll have her naked. His wandering mind came back as she stated muttering to herself.

“Twins, the bloody Walkers have twins and now I’ve agreed to have his babies he’s sure to send those sperm of his on a maraudin’ mission to make sure I pop out twins every time.”

A finger came up as a thought hit her.

“It means I might only have to get pregnant twice to give you the four kids you want. That’s actually a win I think.” She nodded to herself. “Hmmm, yes, definitely a win.”

“I like your planning, baby, but I disagree with the timeline. We’re going to be starting our tribe sooner rather than later. I want my babies in your belly as soon as possible. Can’t wait to make a family with you, my love.” He picked up her hand, kissed her fingers then knitted their fingers together and kissed their joined fingers.

“You are movin’ mighty fast, lover. We’ve not known each other very long and…”

He interrupted her.

“Vee, the moment I saw you looking at me with those green eyes I knew. I knew in my heart and gut that you were the one I had been waiting for. I’m thirty four years old, a man, not a boy, and I know exactly what I want, and what I want is you. Always and forever.”

She brought her free hand up and covered their joined hands.

“It wasn’t instant for me because, honestly, when I first met you I thought you were a dick. Over time you kinda grew on me and now I can’t imagine a life without you in it. I want to spend all my tomorrows with you and only you.”

Glancing at the empty dishes he stood and pulled her up against him.

“I’ll sort the dishes later, right now I need to be inside my old lady to practice making our babies.”

With that said he slid an arm under her legs and lifted her bridal style into his arms. Her arms went around his neck as he carried her up the stairs to their room.

Laying her on the bed he pulled the end of the belt and watched it come undone, the robe slid to the sides revealing the beauty that was his woman.

He was on the bed, his knees on either side of her thighs as he slowly parted the robe completely, letting it fall to the bed. Looking at her golden skin displayed against the emerald green of the robe he swallowed heavily. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, his old lady was beautiful.

He spent time worshipping her body with his fingers, mouth, lips and tongue before he finally slid inside her. Joining them.

Once deep inside he stilled and met her love filled green eyes, he knew his own showed her the same. Love, so much love.

“I love you, Vee. You’re mine, will always be mine, as I will always be yours. Nothing in this life or beyond will ever tear us apart. It took me a while to find the woman who would be able to fill the empty spaces inside of me. I’m not alone anymore because now there is you, filling me up and completing my incompleteness. I will always choose you, always. My heart belongs to you and only you.”

Not giving her a chance to reply he dropped his head and kissed her deep, sliding his fingers into her beautiful hair as he slowly started making love to her. It wasn’t fast, it wasn’t hurried, and it wasn’t like anything he had ever felt or done with a woman before.

It was new. It was them.

When they finally came it was a coming together of bodies and minds.

It tied them together for all time.

Her to him and him to her.

In his heart and mind he suddenly knew the answer.

Tomorrow be damned.

Their enemies be damned.

He will survive, his son will survive.

He will make it so.

He will have this moment, this purity, again.

And again. And again. And again.

For the rest of their lives.

They were more than just a man and a woman in love in the moment.

Their love was everlasting.