Cheyenne Chapter 23
I thought back over the last few days. When Reaper had come back from “talking”
to Serpent and his friends, he’d been quiet. He’d acted even more desperate to be with me and to hold me. He stayed at my side almost constantly. He made love to me over and over again. He talked about the baby and what he wanted us to do in the future. I knew he was preparing for a war. A war I was scared would mean losing some of our side. I was just as desperate to live as much as we could.
He spent hours behind locked doors on the phone, talking to other clubs and with the guys here. The guys who’d been sent here from the other clubs were going to stay longer. He wasn’t convinced that we wouldn’t be attacked. I had to agree. Slither and my dad were nuts. When they found out Serpent and the other three had gone missing, the danger just increased. While they worked on all that, Alisse and I made sure everything was perfect for the upcoming party. We wanted Carter and Braxton to know they’re family, and to show the two new guys what loyalty to the club could get them.
A big worry I had was that someone would come to the compound, asking about Officer Long. No one had. When I asked Reaper why, he told me that Long had confessed that he hadn’t told anyone where he was going that day, and the GPS on his squad car had been disabled. They’d gotten rid of the car when they got rid of them. I didn’t ask for details and I knew he wouldn’t tell me if I did.
Along with the patching party, Alisse, I, and the Dublin Falls ladies worked on the wedding. Distance did nothing to slow us down. Harper was going to come up two weeks before the wedding and then right before it. I was thrilled to get a chance to spend more time with her. We had a lot of laughs on the phone and on FaceTime. She and the ladies had found the perfect dress online and after following extensive measuring instructions, we’d ordered it. The seller swore they could get it to me in time for the wedding. I hoped they could.
Also, I was teaching Alisse about the club way of life. She hadn’t grown up in one and didn’t understand things like why the guys wouldn’t tell us things. I explained why and that even if we didn’t like it, we had to support our man. She was slowly accepting it, which I hoped would make things smoother for her and Ink. They seemed to be spending a lot of time together. I asked if they were having sex. She blushed but didn’t answer. He had some work to put in to overcome what she’d told me.
It had been such a busy week. Now that it was Saturday, I was ready to let down my hair and have fun. Well, as much fun as a pregnant woman could have. There’d be no drinking for me, but I could dance my ass off. I’d been working on Reaper and the guys to play and sing for us. He wouldn’t say one way or the other if they would. I was confident I could get him to do it.
I finished dressing carefully. I wanted to look my best. It was mainly to drive Reaper insane and to get my way on the singing thing. I had my hair artfully done in beachy waves that framed my face and fell down my shoulders. With my tight jeans and high-heeled platform shoes, I’d layered on silver necklaces, earrings, and bracelets. My top was what I loved. It was a tight black bustier top with a laced front and a sweetheart neckline. It made my waist look smaller and pushed up my breasts to create a lot more cleavage. I knew before the night was over, Reaper would have me riding his cock somewhere outside the house. He wouldn’t be able to wait. My makeup I’d made dramatic with dark eyes and dark lipstick. With my property colors on, I looked like a badass biker babe. Just what I was going for.
I looked over at Alisse. We’d gotten ready together, helping each other do hair and makeup. She was looking hot as hell too. I knew Ink would be losing his mind. Not only because of how great she looked, but because of the guys checking her out. They knew he’d unofficially claimed her, but they still flirted with her. I think it was to make him nuts.
“Are you ready to go knock some socks off?”
She grinned and nodded. “I am. I promise I’ll drink some for you. I want to dance and have fun. Do you think Reaper and the others will play and sing for us?”
“I do, because I have my ways.”
“Yeah, it’s called sex. I swear all you do is look at him, and he’s dragging you off somewhere. No wonder you got knocked up right out of the gate.”
She laughed, and I shrugged.
“True. But I see Ink looking at you just the same way. I’m not prying, but I will say this one more time. He’s head over heels for you, Alisse. No way a guy like that would hurt you. Okay, I’ve said my piece. Let’s go. Annie should be here any minute.”
We went down the stairs and out the front door. Annie was joining us since she was like family to the club. She’d insisted on doing most of the food at her restaurant. I was looking forward to hanging with her more too.
As we got closer to the clubhouse, I could hear music playing. The guys were inside since it was a cold day today. I opened the door, and we walked inside. I was anxious to meet the two new guys. They’d arrived late last night, but I hadn’t been at the clubhouse to meet them. We were greeted by loud cheers and shouts. I was looking for Reaper when Dare came over and hooked his arm around my neck.
“Woman, do you want to kill your old man? He’s gonna have a coronary seeing you like that. Damn, you’re evil. Must be why he loves you.”
I laughed and patted him on the face. “Just remember that, Dare. When you find a woman, I’ll be sure to give her pointers on how to torture you.”
He pretended to shudder. “Hell no! Don’t even think of doing that. Besides, I’m gonna stay a bachelor forever.”
“No, you’re not. Because I’m gonna kill you if you don’t get your hands off my woman,”
Reaper growled as he walked up and took me out of Dare’s grip. Dare didn’t bat a lash. He just smirked and winked. Then he turned to Alisse and looked at her smiling. She held up her hand.
“Oh no you don’t, Dare. You try that shit with me and I’ll punch you in the junk. I’m gonna help Cheyenne find you a woman. We’ll teach her everything we know.”
He gave her a mock look of horror. Before either could say anything, Ink came up and placed his arm around her waist. She looked at him but didn’t object or shrug off his arm. Good. “You do that, babe. He deserves it for not keeping his hands to himself. I can beat his ass if you want,”
Ink told her.
“No need. I can handle him if I want. Now, where’s my drink? We want to meet the two new guys. See if they’re up to snuff or not.”
They led us over to a group of the guys where two men we didn’t know stood.
They were obviously twins, as in identical twins. I estimated them to be our age, mid-twenties. They were about six foot or so, with a stocky build. Heavy shoulders and chests with big upper arms that filled out their t-shirts. I could tell that they were probably white and black mixed which gave them this gorgeous mocha skin tone. Their eyes were a pale gray. That with their five-o’clock stubble and close-shaved heads made them heartbreakers. The ladies of Bristol were in for a treat.
“Dillon, Dante, we want to introduce you to these ladies. This is my old lady, Cheyenne. This is her best friend, Alisse. You’ll see both of them a lot, since Alisse is staying here on the compound too. You’ll be guarding them a lot. I’ll explain that once you settle in.”
I held out my hand to the first one. I think he was Dillon. He took my hand and shook it. “Hello, we’re so glad you guys came to join us. If we can help with anything, just let us know.”
As I let go of his hand and took his twin’s, Alisse shook their hands as well.
“How in the hell are we supposed to tell you two apart?”
Alisse asked, shaking her head in amazement. I had to agree. They both laughed.
“Well, our momma never could, so we won’t be offended. I’m Dante. Maniac said something about putting a patch on our prospect colors to tell us apart. It’s nice to meet you. I didn’t know any of the guys had ladies, let alone two of them. Makes the scenery much nicer around here.”
“Just don’t forget they’re taken, prospects,”
Ink grunted.
“We won’t. It does make us hope that they might have friends,”
Dillon said with a grin. That got all of us laughing. We were settling into getting to know each other when the door opened and in came Annie.
She shouted as she did, “I’ve got shit in the car that needs to be brought inside.”
Several of the Punishers took off for the door. Damn, I wanted to be Annie when I got older. She came over and gave me, Alisse, Reaper, and Ink hugs. The next couple of hours were much of the same. We talked and laughed. Everyone but me drank, and the music played.
We were standing again with Dillon and Dante when Dante remarked on me not drinking alcohol. “Hey, Cheyenne, just out of curiosity, don’t you drink?”
“I do, but not right now.”
He got a puzzled look on his face. Reaper ran his hand down and cradled my stomach.
“She’s pregnant. The baby is due in July. We’re gonna be having a wedding here in a few weeks. So be prepared to be schlepping shit. My sister will be coming up and she’ll put you to work.”
“Sister? Is she single?”
Dillon asked. Reaper chuckled.
“Nope. She’s married to one of the Archangel’s Warriors in Dublin Falls, Viper.”
Before he could say more, Blade chimed in. After all, he was a club brother to Viper.
“And Viper is mean as hell, especially when it comes to her and their son. Not that Reaper here isn’t too. You guys are out of luck. You’ll have to join me in the search for a woman.”
This got the crowd laughing and teasing. I wonder how many of these men wanted to find someone special. It had to get old to be alone. Sex with someone for just that reason would get old, I would think. But then again, some guys didn’t seem to mind. The Soldiers of Corruption popped into my head. That unbidden memory made me jerk. Reaper felt it and leaned down to whisper in my ear.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just a thought about the Soldiers came to mind. Sorry. Forget it. I want to have fun.”
He frowned but didn’t say anything else. We went back to socializing.
It wasn’t until after we’d all eaten that Reaper got up to give a speech. “Quiet down, you animals. I want to officially welcome Dante and Dillon to the Iron Punishers. I hope you know that you’ve signed up for a year or more of pain, misery, and work.”
This had the other guys chuckling in this evil tone.
“Here are your colors. Wear them with honor and never abuse them. Ratchet will tell you how they’re supposed to be worn. Since he knows you and recommended you, he’s your sponsor. Know that anything and everything you do reflects on him. Make him proud.”
Both of them nodded. They put on the colors that Maniac handed them.
“We’ll have to find some way to identify you two. Probably a patch with your name on it. Now, as happy as we are to have you guys join us, that’s not the only reason for us to be here today celebrating.”
Everyone got quieter. They knew what was about to happen.
“We’re here to celebrate two guys who’ve proven for over a year what great Punishers they are. They’ve done everything we’ve ever asked. Carter, Braxton, will you step over here?”
I saw both of them exchange looks then move through the crowd to stand by Reaper and Maniac. They reached into another bag and pulled out two more colors. It had the club’s logo on the back along with the name and city. On the front were road names.
The one they gave to Carter said Sandman, and the one for Braxton said Shadow. I’d have to ask Reaper later how they came up with those names for the two of them. It had to be because of something they did while they were prospects. Both of them pulled off their prospect colors and handed them to Maniac so they could slip on their new ones. You could see the look of pride on their faces. This was the signal for the guys to congratulate and tease them.
With this out of the way, I was more than ready to dance. I took a hold of Alisse’s hand and told the guys we’d be back. In the bathroom, I peed and told her we needed to get our groove on. She was all for it. The evening was getting late, and I expected the bunnies and some of their friends would show up soon. After all, it was a celebration and there was a shit load of single men. I didn’t want to stick around for that.
To date, I hadn’t seen them having sex out in the open. I didn’t know if that was because they didn’t or if Reaper told them not to. Since my run-in with Dora, she has kept well away from me and Reaper. JoJo and Paula did the same.
When we got back to the common room, I told Reaper we were dancing. He sat down and we got up. I let the music take over. It was sometime later that the music changed to a slow song. Reaper got up and pulled me into his arms. I saw Ink do the same to Alisse and to my surprise, I saw Annie dancing with Dragon. One song became two. As the second one was coming to an end, Reaper broke the kiss he was giving me.
“Do you want us to sing now, Bright Eyes?”
“Will you? Oh yes, please,”
I said eagerly. He smiled and gave me one more kiss. When the song ended and a fast song started, he stepped away and went to the stage to turn off the music. The others took that as a signal and joined him. They went right into “Battle Born”
by Five Finger Death Punch. I’d discovered it was one of their favorite bands. From there, they did a few more of FFDP’s songs then switched to some country songs.
Everything they played and sang was beautiful, but a few stood out to me. “Hurricane”
by Luke Combs was one of them. Ink sang several songs with Reaper. I was surprised when some of the guys from the other clubs sang too. I wondered if any of them played instruments. These guys might have missed their calling, they were that good.
When they took a break, I threw myself in Reaper’s arms. I kissed him until he was moaning. “I need you, Holden. Right now,”
I whispered to him. I was in desperate need of him. He groaned.
“Okay, baby, let’s get to the house. I’m about to die too. Fuck, seeing you dance and singing along to those songs, damn.”
I shook my head. I wasn’t going to be able to last that long.
“No, here. Find us a place. Anywhere. Just get inside of me before I lose my mind,”
I pleaded. His eyes went molten hot, and he didn’t say a word. He just tugged me down the hall and into church. He slammed the door and locked it. I looked around.
The huge-ass church table dominated the room. He tore off his colors and shirt. He laid down his shirt and then got to work on getting me out of all my clothes. I tried to help, but I was fumbling. He was panting as he got the last of them off me. He spun me around and laid me face down on the table. He kicked my legs apart with his foot. I heard the jingle of his belt and then the rasp of his zipper. Wetness ran down onto my thighs. I was shaking with anticipation.
He leaned down over top of me and kissed from my neck to my ass. His hands were kneading my ass cheeks. “Hold on to the edge of the table, Banshee.”
I grabbed it with both hands then he slid into me in one hard, long thrust. I cried out, and he moaned. He started to pound in and out of my pussy. I came in less than a minute. He never stopped.
He kept thrusting and growling as he fucked me. All I could do was sob. I could feel another wave coming when he raised my upper body up off the table. One hand slipped between my legs to tease my folds and clit. The other wrapped around my throat. I shivered. He hadn’t done that before. His teeth nipped my ear, and he hissed, “Come for me. Now.”
My body reacted without a single thought. I came as he lightly squeezed my throat and pistoned in and out of me. Then he shouted and shot his cum inside of me. His cock jerked as he came. When I stopped coming, I sank down on the table. He laid over me. His breath was coming out in loud pants. He turned my head, so he could reach my mouth. He kissed me tenderly.
“Baby, you fucking amaze me. Just when I think it can’t get better, it does. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”
I shook my head. “No, baby, you were perfect. I love you, Holden.”
“I love you too. Now, what do you say we get you dressed, so I can take you home and we can do this all over again? Only this time in the comfort of our bed. I’m not done with you yet.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
He helped me up and then helped me get dressed. That’s when I realized he still had his boots and pants on. He’d just shoved them down far enough to get his cock free. I laughed as I helped tuck him back into them. When we were both dressed, we left the room.
Out in the common room, I saw the bunnies and some other women had arrived. There wasn’t anything too crazy happening yet. Reaper shouted goodbye. The guys all laughed and teased us, asking where we’d disappeared to. He just smiled and waved. As we walked over to the house, I thought of all the things I wanted to do tonight, and every night for the rest of our lives.
***
The next three weeks flew by. On top of getting ready for the wedding, we had Christmas to prepare for at the compound. Alisse and I were doing our best to make sure that it was a great day for everyone. We were doing the whole thing—decorating, baking, cooking, and of course, gifts. It was a lot, but we had the time. Neither of us had gone back to work yet.
One of the reasons was that Reaper was convinced that Slither had sent guys to see what happened to Serpent, Loon, Tires, and Chubbs. They might suspect the Punishers had something to do with their disappearances, but they didn’t have any proof.
They’d caught sight of a few bikers in town that they didn’t recognize. Their bike plates ended up showing they were stolen plates. They weren’t wearing any colors, so that didn’t help. But who else would it be? They continued to leave the compound only in pairs. Alisse and I never left without a large escort. I knew they’d talked to the others and were working on something to do with one of the clubs the Soldiers had taken over, but that was it. He wanted me to know the least possible for my own safety.
I thought back to the night a couple of weeks ago. The ladies from the Dublin Falls and Hunters Creek Warriors had come up. They threw me a bachelorette party. The guys had gone to our house for the night. We had the whole place to ourselves. It wasn’t like we could go anywhere and have fun with the danger surrounding us.
I’d laughed at the decor they’d put up alongside the Christmas ones. They had put up inflatable cocks everywhere. We had Mexican food and played crazy games. Then they had me open my gifts. As you would expect, there were a lot of sex ones—some gag gifts and others real ones for us to use. I couldn’t wait to try some of them out. I was saving them though for our wedding night.
After we’d laugh ourselves silly over the gifts, they made me sit and watch porn movies with them. The comments they made would have made the guys blush. When the night was over, I’d gone home and attacked Reaper. He’d asked what in the hell we’d been doing. I’d just laughed and told him if only he knew. Now, the big day was at hand. Tomorrow, I’d be marrying the love of my life. I knew I wasn’t going to sleep much tonight. I couldn’t wait.