Chapter 22
Nitro
“Good night?” Vi asks, her eyes alight as she watches me over the lip of her coffee cup in the main kitchen.
“The best. Two people I love most in this world, love me.” I answer, ignoring the shocked look on her face.
She clears her throat, “Well, I think that’s the sign of a good night.” She places her cup on the counter, and steps up to me, holding my gaze. “Don’t hurt her, OK? She deserves to feel what it’s like to be loved by a man, or men, in your case,” she waves at me.
“You have my word. She won’t know what hit her when Fox and I pull out all the stops.”
She smiles gently. “So, what’s the plan?”
“Well, she agrees to be our Ol lady, we figure out how to marry her, then she has our babies. Or not. Depending on how she feels and what’s best for her health.”
Vi’s eyes grow wide and maybe a little wet at my confession, but I don’t give a shit. Whatever makes her and Fox happy, that’s my goal.
“Well, they sound like great plans, but what’s your plan for today dude?” she gives me a grin, trying hard not to laugh.
“Oh, shit. Well, she hasn’t been on the back of my bike yet, so I’m hoping to ride with her.”
“It’s just over three hours. I’m driving one of the SUV’s with the kids so I’ll grab her my riding leathers, she’ll fit them.
” She turns to rush away before spinning on her heel, “It’s around a three hour ride and that’s a long time in that position.
If she locks up or starts to hurt, call me and she can ride with me.
I’ll be keeping a seat for her just in case. ”
I didn’t even think about the impact of what riding that long would do to her. I know that she doesn’t want to be treated with kid gloves, but she needs to understand that looking after her, keeping her happy, is what I live for. What both me and Fox live for.
“Listen, after that asshole Gavin she always tries to make out like she’s fine. Even when she’s not fine. She’ll pretend she’s all good and then she’ll give you shit about it when you call her out. Just, just don’t let that scare you off, yeah?”
“What about me reads as someone who’s easily scared off?”
Her face relaxes and a grin grows on her face. “I’ll go grab my leathers. You make sure she’s fed and has had her meds.” she moves to walk past, dropping her hand on my shoulder and giving it a little squeeze, “Thank you, Nitro. You and Fox deserve her.”
I dip my chin, and feel warm in my chest. It’s the same feeling I felt when Fox agreed to be mine.
It was like being reborn or something. All the stuff from my past, my shitty parents, their words.
They didn’t matter. They didn’t mean anything because I was out here living life with a man who loved me and that was something they’d never have with each other.
Now? Now I have Jazz and Fox to love on and to love me and that’s like waving the middle finger and yelling “fuck you” to my piece of shit parents.
Vi comes in with Juno on her hip and her leathers in her hand, holding them out to me. “Better go get her up. She’s a pain in the ass in the mornings.”
I tuck the leathers under my arm and take the breakfast I had been preparing with me back home.
I make a mental note to get some groceries because I don’t really feel like sneaking into the clubhouse every morning just to feed my man and woman.
Not to mention sometimes I want to make breakfast naked, and that ain’t gonna fly here. Mama Debs would whoop my ass.
I sneak into our room thinking that they’ll both still be asleep, but instead I’m met with steam billowing out of the ensuite bathroom, and Fox looking fucking delicious, hair all wet, rivulets making their way down his washboard stomach.
“Oh hey baby,” he says, pressing a wet kiss to my mouth.
“What have you two been doing?”
He grins salaciously at me, “Well, Jazz went to clean up, so I thought I’d help her out a little. It’s your turn now though, she got all sad, thinking we were cheating on you by leaving you out.”
I place breakfast down, throw the leathers on the bed and stalk my way to the bathroom, my pants already half way down my legs.
“Don’t eat anything until after we’re out!” I throw over my shoulder, ready to give my woman a little one on one time.
* * *
It’s been a long as fuck ride as we pull into the long drive that leads to The Keep.
I’ve not been here before, but I can see how people would have been sucked in.
Yes it’s hot as balls here, being Louisiana and all, but shit if she ain’t pretty.
There are large trees dotted around, small homes and a large building sitting in the middle.
Taking a deep breath of fresh Louisiana air, I can also scent the waterways.
It gives it a damp smell, not unpleasant though.
I park my bike alongside my brothers, and then stalk to the SUV Jazz rode in.
My body could tell when she was starting to get uncomfortable, she’d started to squirm a little behind me, stretching her back and shoulders out, wriggling that plump ass of hers in the seat.
She was pissed when I pulled over and told her in no uncertain terms that she was going to have to ride with her sister, but I could see the relief on her face when Fox picked her up and plopped her into the passenger seat.
She opens the door, her eyes finding first mine, then Fox’s, a big smile on her face.
“Was that better, baby?” I ask, as she leans up for a kiss. Fox drops one on her too as she rocks back on her heels.
“Yeah, OK, I was pissed, but you made the right call,” she says begrudgingly. “It’s just the bike was so bumpy and I kept thinking about last night…”
“What part of last night,” Fox growls, leaning down to nip at her throat.
“The part where I had both your cocks stretching me out, hitting all the places inside me.”
I drop my forehead to hers as Fox not so subtly adjusts himself.
Just remembering how beautifully she took me and Fox, sandwiched between us, our cocks pressed against each other, stuffed into her wet pussy.
The way Fox glided against me and I thrust in and he backed out - fuck! Get it together man!
“Tonight baby, we’re gonna do it again tonight,” Fox growls.
“Bout time you all got here,” Chewy yells out the door before disappearing again, Rhodie chasing her.
She wanted to test the Keep’s security system by coming in ahead of us and then giving us the go ahead. Seems like she’s testing her Ol Man’s patience too.
“Dammit Chewy! I said to wait!”
I snort, moving to head in to greet the brothers I haven’t seen in months.
It’s not the same without them, but I can see the thinking behind splitting the MC.
Even more so now that we have a safe place to keep people who need to be hidden and protected, and those little girls need the Keep more than ever.
Jasmine
“Hey there sleepyhead,” A deep voice says as I snuggle even deeper into bed.
I know Fox and Nitro have been up for a couple of hours now.
I know that I look foolish and lazy lying here.
I also know that I’m hiding. It’s been just over two weeks since we started our relationship, and every day over those two weeks I’ve pushed myself.
Either at work or at home, or in the bedroom.
Especially in the bedroom. But it’s because I want to do everything, feel everything, touch and taste everything.
And now, due to not getting enough rest and the stress of being attacked by that awful man, now my body is freaking out.
My head feels all foggy, my hips, knees and ankles all ache and I have to concentrate hard on telling my fingers to uncurl from the position they are in.
My body temp is up slightly and my face feels on fire.
Everything hurts and the thought of putting on anything with a hard waistband makes me want to cry.
The bed dips slightly and I just know that Fox has joined Nitro on the bed next to me.
“Oh babe, are you having a tough day?” Zane asks, dropping a kiss to the shoulder that is sticking out of the covers, not coccooned in like the rest of my body.
“I don’t feel good.” My voice is small and pitiful and my lip starts to wobble so I tuck my head even further down, where they can’t see how awful I look.
I hate feeling like this. It’s like all the positivity I like to project when I’m out and about and at work just gets sucked out of my body, dumped somewhere I can’t reach it.
I like to look on the bright side, but sometimes the bright side of lupus sucks.
I mean, yeah I hurt at the moment, but at least it’s not too painful.
Yeah I have a headache, but at least it isn’t a migraine.
Yes it feels like my skin is even more sensitive than usual, but at least I don’t have a rash.
Normal people would freak out if they had all the symptoms I have at a not so good day, let alone a bad day.
But knowing I’m not as bad as I could be doesn’t stop me from wanting to cry when it happens though.
“It’s OK sweetheart, do you need our love?” Fox asks so damn sweetly as they both lie on the bed, moving closer to me. One at my back, one at my front.
They just lie there, not speaking, quietly, gently stroking me. Nothing sexual, just comforting.
“You fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow last night, pretty girl,” Fox soothes.
“Not pretty. Just broken.” I sniffle. God, why can’t I just accept that this is how my life is?
Every time I think I accept it, every time I think I’m getting better and can start to live a little more, this happens and I sink back into feeling sorry for myself.
“Hey, I don’t like it when people talk shit about my girlfriend,” Nitro scolds, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of my head before smoothing my hair.
I snort, “Girlfriend?”
Peeking out of the blankets to be met with Fox’s smile. “Well, yeah, figured you’d freak out at Ol Lady.”
I stiffen, because Ol Lady is a big deal. That’s the equivalent of a wife in the MC world.
“Come on babe, you can’t possibly think we’d tell you we loved you and not make you our Ol Lady,” Nitro adds from behind me.
I lay there, stunned silent, wrapped like a burrito in the Keep Chapter’s clubhouse. “Wow.”
“Yup. Wow. Now, can you feel how everything feels just a teeny bit better?” Fox asks, taking my stiff hand, rubbing his large fingers over my knuckles. The warmth feels nice.
“Yeah,” I whisper back.
Because he’s right. Things feel a teeny bit better. I mean my headache is still here, as is the pain in my joints, but the burden feels lighter at least.
“You just let us know when you’re ready to get up and moving, babe. No hurry.”
“But we’re leaving today,” I murmur.
“We are,” Zane answers, “But that means fuck all to us. We’ll leave when you’re ready. That could be today, could be tomorrow, could be a fucking week away. We’ll move when you’re ready.”
“I love you,” I say to Hayden before meeting Zane’s eyes over my shoulder. “Both of you. And I’ve laid here feeling sorry for myself for way too long.”
I slowly move to sit up, pushing my hair out of my face. Hayden and Zane also move, Zane to stand at the side of the bed, and Hayden not so elegantly, but very carefully crawling over me to stand next to Zane. They share a look, then peel their cuts off, then their shirts.
I give them a confused look then start to giggle when Nitro, my big, serious man, starts gyrating while unzipping his pants.
“What are you doing?”
“You like to shower first thing, babe. We’re going to shower with you, make sure you’re OK.” Hayden shoves his pants to the floor, kicking his boots across the room. “No funny business, though, sweetheart. We need you clean, fed and comfortable.”
“Yup, arms up, babe,” Nitro agrees, peeling his shirt from my body then lifting me in his arms, carrying me to the bathroom as Hayden warms the water.
“You two are crazy, you know that?”
“Crazy for you babe, crazy for you.”