Chapter 12
12
DARREN
D arren was relieved to see only his brothers as he walked into the clubhouse with Tulsa. He was met with smiles and handshakes with back slaps and glad to have backs. He appreciated everything they’d done to rescue him and give their heartfelt welcome homes, but he really wasn’t in the mood to talk with anyone. He recognized that despite how badly he wanted to disappear into his room and hideaway, he felt he owed them at least the amount of time it would take to share a beer. God only knows, he’d been thinking about a tall cold one for days. He accepted the cold longneck from Cutter and made his way to the table where Race was motioning toward an empty chair.
“Good to have you back, brother.” Jed clapped him on the back and took the seat next to him.
“Thanks. I’m glad to finally be back.” He tipped his bottle back and took a couple of deep draws. “Fuck, that’s good.”
“Took a little bit, but we finally found you,” Dagger said from his other side.
“Never had a doubt you guys would find me.” He seriously hadn’t doubted it. He knew how dedicated the Sons were about keeping and protecting what was theirs, and for that he was grateful. But it was only a matter of time before one of them asked about his time with the PFMC. Until he’d gotten things straight in his head and his constant need to fuck under control, he had no desire to talk about it. When the time came, though, didn’t he owe it to Tuck and Kylie to talk about it with them first? In an effort to avoid the dreaded conversation, he tried to change the subject. He took a deep breath and let it out. “Where did Sadie and her nephew end up?”
Race thankfully picked up on what Darren didn’t want to talk about and answered the question from across the table. “We put them up in the apartment above Ink Envy for now.”
“How was she? Her and her nephew doing good?” Darren spun his bottle between his hands.
Race scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah. She said everything with Bacon checked out okay and she was beside herself happy when she got to Oliver. Cute kid. I had Jed and the guys swing by her house before leaving town and do a quick sweep. I had them get her pictures, her important papers and any of her personal things she or the kid might need. One of the guys drove her car up here.”
That was good. She’d been upset to not even have her purse in her possession. “That’s good thinking. I bet she appreciated it. How long are they staying?” He took a drink.
“She’s thinking about selling her house in Taos and staying here permanently. She can’t go back. The Phantom Furies will always be a threat to her and the boy until we take care of them once and for all.”
Darren nodded his head in agreement. The PFMC needed to be dealt with and he couldn’t wait to get his payback against Crockett and RIP.
“She also needs to get Oliver enrolled in school sometime soon. Lindsey said she could help her with that,” Trick added.
Made sense since Lindsey was a teacher at the school Oliver would be attending.
Race leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. “The other old ladies have already taken her under their wing. I think Jane and Calliope were going to go grocery shopping for them and I also sent Miles over to drop off a new phone.”
He was happy to hear that. Despite what the club might think of her, she wasn’t the bad guy they thought she might be. Which reminded him. “Not sure if you guys figured it out or not but Sadie had no idea her name was on any of the properties here in Redemption. She was stripping at Bottom’s Up because Crockett had physical custody of her nephew and was using him to make her do things she didn’t want to do. He was holding the boy over her head and only allowed her to visit for an hour at a time. She was supposed to come up here, work at the club and get close to one of us. From what she said, she never did. She seemed like a really nice woman who’d been handed a shitty deal and I believe her.” He was silent for a moment, then added, “I just wanted you all to know so you didn’t judge her too harshly.”
“Jed filled us in on some things, too. We don’t hold against her. Hell, we’d all do whatever we had to if it was for one of our kids.” Race folded his hands together in front of him.
“Nothing about what you saw tonight gets back to Kylie or Tuck.” He wasn’t so much asking them to keep their mouths shut as he was demanding it. Now that he’d given his brothers a few minutes of his time and said what he needed to say, he wanted to get out of there. He could feel the eyes of everyone on him and he needed to go to his room. Especially before his dick woke up again. He started to get up when the door opened and in came Kylie and Tuck. Her eyes went straight to him. He barely had time to set his bottle on the table and get to his feet before she was barreling toward him. She threw herself into his arms, her baby bump poking him in the belly, and started to cry. Damn it. She clung to him tightly while he floundered with wrapping his arms around her.
“Oh my God. You’re finally home. I’ve missed you so much.” Kylie’s voice was choked with emotion.
“Hey, now. It’s okay. I’m okay,” he choked while gently patting her back. God, he’d missed her so much. He dreamt of holding her in his arms so many times. Now that she was there he was terrified she’d know on some female psychic level that he’d been unfaithful to her. That just looking at him she’d find it written all over his face. He pushed her to arm’s length and tried to tease, “Did you start growing another one in there while I was gone?”
His eyes shot to Tuck’s over the top of his head. The panic he was feeling must have been easy to read because Tuck came over and pulled her back, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “Babe, gotta let the man breathe.” An urgent voice in his head was telling him to step away and stop touching her or the dirty disgusting feeling riding him would somehow make its way onto her.
She stepped back, wiping tears from her cheeks. “You’re lucky I’m so happy to see you or I wouldn’t let that one slide.”
Darren grinned at her like she expected even though his heart hurt. To be this close to Kylie and to deny himself the feel of her against him was almost too much to bear and the distance he’d put between them didn’t go unnoticed by either her or Tuck. He could feel a cold sweat spreading over his body, signaling his dick was coming to life, even with the brief contact he’d had with her.
Now that he’d experienced the relief he needed to escape the pain of the drug, he had to fight even harder to keep control. The urge to grab Kylie’s hand and race off to his room to fuck her for however long it took for EZ Lay to leave his system was hard to ignore. No matter how strong the need to find relief in her warm willing body got, he wouldn’t do that to her. The thought of rutting on her like some goddamn animal made him sick. He swiped a rough hand over his mouth and prayed for strength.
“Why didn’t you let us bring you home?” she asked.
Fuck. He knew this was coming. “I just needed some space after being caged for so long.”
She bit her bottom lip and he knew he’d hurt her. He felt like such an asshole for blurting it out like that. She didn’t need to know details of his time with the Phantoms.
“I bet he’d love to get a shower and something to eat,” Tuck stepped in. His expression clearly said he was helping him out, but he wanted answers.
“Yeah. I’d love a shower.” He clasped his hands over his dick.
“I’ll fix you something to eat and bring it to your room.” Her smile was weak and hesitant as she walked away.
Darren couldn’t take it anymore. His dick was starting to throb and he needed to get to his room. Now. Maybe an extremely cold shower would help? He didn’t wait to see if Tuck was following him, he just walked off. He started stripping off his clothes as soon as he entered his room. By the time he hit the bathroom he was naked. He turned the shower on and stepped inside, not waiting for it to warm up. He did a quick scrub down and washed his hair. After being held in that filthy cell, having drugs forced on him and physically forced to have sex with Sadie, he’d felt mentally violated.
Feeling he was as clean as he was going to get, he turned the shower on as cold as it would go and sank to the floor. His dick was at full mast again and it was starting to get painful. The pain level was only at a four or five out of ten right now, but past experience showed him it was going to get a hell of a lot worse. Damn it. He should have asked Bacon for some sleeping pills so he could stay asleep until the drug left his system. It couldn’t last much longer, right? A day or two?
“How are you?” Tuck asked from the other side of the glass. He was leaning against the counter, his arms and ankles crossed, watching Darren with a critical eye, as if by staring at him long enough and hard enough, he’d be able to see what he was holding back.
“Not good.” He scrubbed his face with both hands to keep from reaching for his dick.
“You wanna talk about it?”
“No. Not right now.” Tuck’s frown smoothed out and his shoulders relaxed.
Tuck was his best friend and they’d been through a hell of a lot together. He should be able to talk to him abut all this but he couldn’t. He was scared of what Tuck would say and do once he found out he’d cheated on Kylie. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that his friend would no longer want him to be a part of his and Kylie’s lives. By keeping his silence, Darren was only putting off the inevitable, making him a rat bastard for wanting to pretend she was still his for just a little longer.
“Are you sure?”
“I can’t.” He was starting to shiver and his dick was feeling numb. Maybe this was a good time to get out. If he was lucky, it would stay that way for a while.
“I really wish you’d talk to me. Kylie’s gonna want to take you home tonight so she can take care of you.” When Darren remained quiet, he continued. “We talked to Bacon. He told us what to expect when it comes to the drug.”
Darren closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the shower wall, the cold water hitting his face. “I can’t be around her right now. I need time and space. Please.”
It took Tuck a moment to respond. “All right. I’ll take her home.”
“Just like that?”
Darren opened his eyes as he raised his head and turned toward his friend.
“Yeah. Just like that. You need time, I’ll give you time, but not too much.” He dropped his arms to his sides as he straightened from the counter and turned toward the door.
Was it really that easy? Before Tuck made it out the door he asked, “Can you grab me some clothes?”
“Sure.”
Tuck came back and placed the clothes on the counter before leaving him alone to get dried off and dressed.
Darren pulled on the sweats, dreading how the material would feel against his dick. He reached for the shirt and pulled it over his head. Fuck, he was cold. He turned off the light and opened the door to find Kylie sitting on the side of the bed patiently waiting on him while Tuck leaned against the wall by the door, standing in a similar position as he’d been in the bathroom.
“I made your favorite.” Kylie’s sweet voice broke the silence. “Roast beef, swiss, lettuce, tomato, onion and mayo. I also got you a can of Pringles and a Dr. Pepper.” She pointed to where the food sat on the nightstand.
It looked really good and he was starving. He couldn’t remember the last time those fuckers fed him. “Thanks, honey. It looks good.” He took a seat on the side of the bed with her, leaving space between them. This felt so unnatural, keeping his distance from her. Before all this happened, he would have had her pinned to the bed and buried inside her in no time.
He picked up the sandwich and took a big bite. “Fantastic. God, I can’t even remember the last time they fed us.” That was the wrong thing to say. Her eyes teared up, but she blinked several times to make them go away. That was his girl. She was tough. But was she tough enough to get past what he’d been through and forgive him? Did he even have the right to ask that of her?
“After you eat, we can go home. You can kick back and watch TV. We don’t have to talk, just veg out.”
He’d taken another bite before she said that and now he struggled to swallow it down past the lump in his throat.
“I need to stay here for a while.” He held his breath and braced as he waited for her reaction.
“You’re not coming home?”
“No. Not right now.” His eyes shot to Tuck, hoping he’d help him out.
“Can I ask why?” She smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear.
He got to his feet and scrubbed his hands over his face, unsure what exactly he should say and still not hurt her too badly. “I just need to get my head on straight first.”
“Can’t you do that at home?” Kylie wasn’t giving up.
He wasn’t sure what else he could say, so he went with the truth she might understand. “I’m scared I’ll hurt you.”
“Why do you think you’d ever hurt me?” A deep vertical line pulled between her brows.
“Because they pumped me so full of that EZ Lay shit, I feel like I’m crawling out of my skin. I don’t know what’s in that shit, but it did something to me.”
“I’m not scared of you. You’d never hurt me,” she stated again. She took to her feet, crowding into his space and damn if he didn’t find that sexy as hell.
“I scare myself, Kylie!” He threw his arms out to his sides.
She remained silent after his outburst, but not for long. “What did they do to you?” She started to reach out and touch him with her hand, but stopped halfway. He wasn’t sure what she was thinking or if it was something on his face, but whatever it was caused her to drop her hand to her side.
“I,” he had to clear his throat and tried again. “I can’t talk abut it right now. Please, baby, just give me some time to work things out.”
She stared up into his face, the love she felt for him completely out there for him to see. “Okay. We’ll go for now. But you will be coming home. Soon.”
“Thank you.” He watched Kylie and Tuck leave and felt like total dog shit. He couldn’t believe Tuck hadn’t demanded to know what had happened as a way to shield her when it all came out. First and foremost, Tuck would protect Kylie from everything, including Darren, as he should.
He slowly took his seat on the side of the bed, his eyes settling on the sandwich Kylie made him. She was always taking such good care of him and Tuck. His appetite gone, he fell back and stared at the ceiling. How the fuck was he going to get himself straightened out enough to go home?
KYLIE
As soon as they arrived home, Kylie stripped down and went to take a quick shower. After being at the hospital and spending time in the Emergency Room waiting area, she felt like she was covered in germs. She stepped under the showerhead as Tuck came in to use the bathroom.
“I don’t understand why we couldn’t tell Darren we’ve seen the video of him and Sadie. He wouldn’t have had any reason to stay away.”
Obviously, seeing one of the men she loved having sex with another woman hadn’t been easy. As a matter of fact, until Tuck pointed out certain things, it had downright torn her apart. Once she realized what was truly happening and then having it confirmed by Bacon, she was able to find a way to deal with it. Neither he nor Sadie had been willing participants so that made it easier to get over the initial hurt of seeing them together. She’d already forgiven Darren in her head and in her heart. She loved him and wanted him to come home. The three of them were a family and without him here, they wouldn’t be whole.
Tuck flushed the toilet and went to lean against the counter. “We can’t tell him we saw the video because it would destroy him. If he knew we’d seen it, the man wouldn’t be able to live with himself.”
She rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and said, “Why can’t he talk to us? The three of us are in this together. We should be able to tell each other everything.”
“Baby, he’s the kind of man that once he gives his heart to a woman, he’ll never give it to another. It doesn’t matter that his head and heart were telling him not to have sex with Sadie at the same time his body was demanding that he did. He will see it as cheating on you. It would be him breaking an oath to love and honor you and to fuck another woman for any reason would be something he might not be able to deal with. Between that shit they gave him still running through his system and what happened with Sadie, I don’t know if his dick or his head will explode first. You heard what Bacon said about that fucking drug.”
Yes, she had heard what Bacon had said and it broke her heart. He’d told them how Darren had been given four doses of the drug without the benefit of finding release. The longer he was denied a release, the more pain he would have suffered. Bacon also said that after he’d been given the third and then the fourth dose, it was beyond his control to keep his distance from a woman. He could not physically keep away from Sadie and still keep his sanity. Luckily, Sadie had been drugged and in pain herself, but still able to give Darren consent. Had she not given consent…she didn’t want to think about what might have happened. And that right there was probably something weighing heavily on Darren’s mind. He’d rather die than hurt a woman.
“Yes, you’re right.” She rinsed the conditioner out of her hair and turned the water off. Tuck was there to hand her a towel as she stepped out.
“You don’t hold it against him that he had sex with her?”
“Does it bother me? Yes. It hurts my heart. Do I hold it against him? No. From what Bacon said they don’t know much about the drug and what they do know they’ve gotten from Darren and Sadie. They haven’t run across anyone who has been dosed as many times as Darren. He’s not even sure how long it will take to get out of his system or if it ever will. They don’t know the long-term effects.”
Tuck used another towel to dry Kylie’s hair. “We just need to give him time. He’ll come home.”
“How much time?” She turned to face him. “I miss him so much. With him gone, it’s like part of me is missing. It felt that way when you were shot and we didn’t know how bad you were.”
“Baby.” With a finger beneath her chin, he lifted her head until she was looking at him. “He loves you. Hold on to that and we’ll get him back soon.”
He led her out to the bedroom and left her next to the bed. He went to the dresser he and Darren shared and pulled out one of his best friend’s t-shirts. He pulled her towel off and tossed it toward the bathroom, then pulled the shirt over her head. “Climb in, baby.” He held the covers back and waited for her to climb to the middle of the bed before he stripped down and climbed in behind her.
He kissed her goodnight then snuggled in so he was spooning her, his hand resting on her belly. The baby kicked, causing Tuck to suck in a sharp breath of surprise. She smiled as he smoothed his hand over the same spot and got another kick.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying the feel of your baby kicking, but I can’t sleep if she’s doing cartwheels in my stomach.”
“Sorry, baby. It never gets old knowing a part of you and me is inside there. I can’t wait to see what she looks like. I hope she has your eyes and your smile.”
“I hope she has your perfect hair and ability to talk to anyone without freaking out.”
Silence grew between them and she was almost asleep when he said, “You know the club’s going back to Taos, right? We have to destroy their distribution center or that shit will keep hitting the streets of Redemption.”
“Yes, I kind of figured that. You’ll deal with the Phantoms, too?”
“Yeah, baby. Every last one of them.”
“Good. Now go to sleep.” She didn’t have a history of being a bloodthirsty woman, but everything the Phantom Furies had been putting the Sons through the over the last several months, she was over it. She wanted them to disappear and to never have to deal with them again. They’d kidnapped her, stolen money from the Sons, shot Tuck, and kidnapped and drugged Darren. Yes, she was fucking over it.
DARREN
It was his first night of freedom and Darren still didn’t feel free. The extreme need to have sex was clawing at his insides to the point he was starting to get a little edgy. He wasn’t quite in full on panic mode yet, but he hoped to find a way to stave it off. He got up and traded his sweats for gym shorts, figuring maybe a good hard workout would at the very least tire him out enough to sleep.
Staring at the ceiling while lying in bed wasn’t doing a thing for him other than to have him questioning whether or not he was going to lose his mind before the drug finished fucking with him or that shit would finally win and he’d drive his bike off a cliff. Lying in bed unable to sleep, he found his mind bounced from one thing to another like a ball in a pinball machine. He’d think about how he couldn’t wait to ride his bike again and feel the air on his face. Or how he couldn’t wait to sit on the picnic table out back and feel the sun on his skin. Then he remembered what had brought him and Kylie together and then how he felt when Tuck asked him to join their relationship. That had been an amazing yet scary day until he heard for himself that Kylie was all in with the threesome relationship.
Once his thoughts wandered down the path that led to the first time he and Kylie had sex and all the times after, he’d given up on the idea of sleep. He opened the door to the gym, finding it pitch black. Of course it was. Everyone else who lived here full-time was in bed either sleeping or fucking like normal people. He flipped the light switches on and tried to decide where he wanted to start. The weights. He’d start there. He lay back and lifted the stack of weights off the rack, and proceeded to lift until his arms grew tired. He dropped the weights back on the rack and got up. Damn it. His skin was crawling and he still felt the drug’s pull on him. He refused to give in. Grabbing a towel, he swiped his face and moved on to work his legs. Once he finished there, he hit the treadmill. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been on it, but he was now hovering close to exhaustion. He turned off the machine before flipping off the gym lights. He debated on whether or not to take a shower before dropping into bed, but was afraid if he did, it would wake him right back up and he’d have to go through all of this again. Since they’d run out of water in their room, he went to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen.
While he’d been working out he’d bounced the idea of coming clean with Tuck and Kylie. They would either forgive him or not. If they didn’t, he entertained the idea of maybe going to live with Chance and the Black Horsemen. He knew himself well enough to know there was no way in hell he could stay in Redemption and not be near Kylie. She was his one and only. No other woman would ever do. If Race didn’t allow him to go to the Black Horsemen, would he be forced to leave the Sons all together?
He pushed the kitchen door open and froze. The idea of coming clean with Tuck and Kylie was now moot. One of the sweet butts was in the refrigerator, bent over, looking for something. She was wearing an emerald green silky nightgown, but apparently no panties because he could see her shaved pussy from where he was standing. Son of bitch. He damn near doubled over as his dick roared to life. There was no way around it. He was going to fuck her. He had to fuck her. He hurt so bad, he was shaking and wasn’t sure if he could get himself completely upright or not.
Fuck! All his hard work went right out the window.
She stood up, turned around and jumped at the sight of him. That’s when he discovered it was Tori. He could only imagine what he looked like. Sweating like crazy, his breathing fast and shallow and his dick trying to punch out of his shorts.
“Darren? I didn’t hear you come in.” Tori held a bottle of water to her chest. The moisture forming on the outside of the bottle created a wet spot, revealing a hard nipple beneath the silky material of her nightgown.
“Sorry,” he had to clear his scratchy throat. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”
“We were so glad to hear that the brothers brought you home.” When he didn’t make any kind of a reply, she tipped her head to the side and her eyes scrunched. “Are you okay, Darren?”
“No. I’m not.”
“How can I help you?” she asked, moving closer. The way the silky material slid seductively across her hips and tits as she made her way to him had him swallowing hard past a suddenly dry throat.
Could she help him? Fuck, yeah. She could ease his pain for just a little while, maybe long enough to get a few hours of sleep.
She stopped with barely a foot between them. Her gaze dropped down to his crotch which now sported a wet spot from his dick weeping. He clenched his teeth together hard and wondered if he might break a tooth. He closed his eyes and knew he was going to add more lashes to his soul.
“Come to my room?”
She waited a beat as she really looked at him. She knew he was with Kylie and was probably wondering why he was asking her to come to his room. “Sure, honey.”
He opened the door and checked up and down the hall. “Be quiet,” he said, then took her by the hand and led her back to his room. He quickly closed and locked the door behind them. She probably thought he was acting weird and after tonight she was going to think he was a complete sleezy loser for cheating on Kylie.
“What happens here stays between us. You can never tell anyone or,” he hated to even say the words, “your ass is out. For good.”
Her face scrunched up, obviously getting pissed off. “I never tell who I’ve been with. You know that. I don’t know what’s going on with you and Kylie, but if you say you need me, then you can have me. I won’t ever say anything to her or Tuck.”
He nodded his head. “Okay. Knees.”
Tori dropped to her knees and smiled up at him. Her hands slid up the sides of his legs, up under his shorts, just skimming his balls with her sharp nails. He drew in a sharp breath and felt his heartbeat pulse in his dick.
“Please don’t play with me, Tori.” He didn’t need any warm up. He just needed to come.
She must have seen how desperate he was to get off because she quickly drew his shorts down and grabbed his dick with both hands. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to swipe the drop of liquid from the tip of his cock. Every muscle in his body tensed. “Take me in your mouth.”
She didn’t waste anymore time. She took him into her mouth, taking him as far as she could go. She used her hands to work the length she couldn’t take, occasionally dropping one down to play with his balls. He dropped his head back and closed his eyes, gritting his teeth through the pain. It was well known that Tori gave the best blowjobs and she didn’t disappoint. It felt fucking amazing at the same time it hurt.
He could feel the pressure in his balls building until he felt like he’d blow like a geyser. Should he pull her off? Would he hurt her when he finally came? Every time he came since being on the drug, he’d come so hard, he thought he might black out. Then he thought Sadie had done fine when she sucked him off, so he felt Tori would, too. Before he could debate with himself further as to whether or not he should give her the option, the suction of her mouth had him exploding his release. He dropped his gaze to watch her and saw that she had his cum leaking out of her mouth on both sides and down her chin. Fuck, on Kylie that would have been sexy as hell. With Tori, all he could think was he’d made a mess and gotten some on her nightgown, too.
Tori pulled back, licking him clean. She used the back of her hand to wipe his semen from her face. She smiled shyly at him. “You okay now?”
“Yeah, honey. I am. Thank you. I’m sorry, I,” he started, but she cut him off as she got to her feet with his help.
“I don’t know exactly what happened to you while you were with the Phantoms, but I imagine it was bad. I don’t know why you’re not at home with Kylie and Tuck, but I imagine it has to do with what you went through. If you need time to sort things through and you need to let off some steam now and then, I’m here for you. But I really hope you get things sorted quickly so you can go home and be with Kylie.”
He got too choked up to respond and ended up nodding that he understood.
“G’night, Darren.” Tori slipped out of his room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.
Bacon had warned him that there would be moments of such intense need to fuck and there would be no way around it. The longer he fought against the need, the more pain he would experience as he well knew. He’d also told him if he didn’t want to go home to Kylie, it was only a matter of time before he turned to someone else.
Tori was a sweet girl and she didn’t deserve the way he’d just used her. Her saying she was there in whatever way he needed her felt like a knife to his chest. Although he’d experienced an orgasm and physically he was feeling semi-okay, the guilt of cheating on Kylie once again ate away at him.
He took a quick shower then returned to have a seat on the edge of his bed, reaching for the bottle of tequila he’d swiped from the bar earlier. He checked the level and saw that he had another two-thirds to go. The plan for the rest of his night was to down what was left of the alcohol as fast as he could stand it and pass out until morning. Tomorrow was a new day and maybe it would be the day he no longer felt compelled to fuck.