Cursed (13 page)

Rarely in the events that happened in her life did she ever not feel
safe.
Her father was an evil bastard, but he never did anything to make her really fear him. Accusing her of snitching on him was grounds for a bullet ending her life. Or he could take Jeremy just to pay her back. God, the thoughts roaming through her mind were enough to torture her.

“Mommy?”

She glanced in the rearview mirror. “Yeah, sweetie?”

“Daddy wants you.” He handed her the phone and she took it, putting it to her ear.

“Hello?”

“Why was Jeremy crying? He said the mean man was talking to you.”

“My father showed up to the daycare center to scare everyone. I was told not to bring Jeremy back because they didn’t want to be caught up in the MC world.”

She didn’t really care. With things going the way they were, Jeremy needed to stay with her anyway. She stopped at a red light and watched as the motorcycles followed her to the intersection. They were going in the opposite direction they should be going to get to their club.

“They’re following me.”

“You need to get away from them.” Tank’s voice sounded mildly panicked. “Go home. I’ll meet you there.”

He hung up and
Josslyn
went as he instructed. She took the back roads which provided a shorter route to her house. Thankfully, they passed her by and went on about their business. She pulled down her street and glanced at her house. The war was happening and she was fairly sure that she and Jeremy needed to pack up and move out for a while. Her father knew where she lived. He knew where she worked. It would be tough to stay completely away from him should he try to come after her.

“J, I need you to come inside and help mommy pack a bag. We’re going to stay at Daddy’s club for a little while.”

She went around the car and undid the belts on his car seat. The neighborhood was empty which gave her an eerie feeling. She unlocked the door and let Jeremy in before closing it and locking it back. She glanced around the open space and looked down at her son.

“Go upstairs and gather some toys on your bed. Get all your favorites.”

He went upstairs and she ran to her bedroom. The biggest bag she owned would be good enough for her and Jeremy. She assumed Tank had his own clothes still at the club, but she grabbed some of his stuff as well. Jeremy’s clothes were upstairs and she went up there to help him get his stuff. He’d gathered every motorcycle toy he owned and put it on the bed. She took his overnight bag and sat it beside the toys.

“Put your toys in here.”

She showed him how before gathering clothes and pajamas for him. She heard a motorcycle and went to the front bedroom to look out the window. It was just one so she assumed it was Tank.

“Okay, J, Daddy’s here so we need to go.”

She zipped up his toy bag and grabbed his hand, leading him down the stairs as Tank opened the front door. He saw her with the bags and clothes and nodded.

“I was going to tell you to pack some stuff. I see you’re already thinking ahead of me.”

She licked her lips. “I know the drill.” She handed him Jeremy’s toy bag. “I got some of your clothes too. How long do you think it’ll be?”

“I can’t answer that question. Assume a few days though.”

She opened her closet and grabbed what she could. He helped her by opening her dresser and getting some of her pajamas and lounge clothes. Jeremy watched them with his toy motorcycle at hand.

“Do you need bathroom stuff?”

“Yeah.” She sat her clothing on the bed. “I’ll get it.”

Jeremy walked over to Tank and grabbed his hand. She didn’t know how they would work out sleeping arrangements.

“Tank, can you grab the air mattress from the hall?”

“What do you need an air mattress for?”

“There are three of us. It’s going to be cramped.”

He left her to finish packing her bag and met her in the hallway. They were actually ready to go. Jeremy went down the steps beside her, holding onto the rail like she’d taught him. When they got to the bottom, she sat the bag down and went to the kitchen to pack him a food bag with his juices and snacks. After that, she met Tank out side at her car.

“We’re going to be okay, right?”

He’d put the bags in the trunk and buckled Jeremy in the car seat. “I promise you, nothing will happen to you or Jeremy.”

“He thinks I’m a snitch. That I told you something that will give you an advantage over the Reaper Boys.” She stared at him. “What did you say to him to make him think that?”

“I didn’t say anything.” He pulled her into his arms. “Don’t worry about it. Once you get to the club, you’ll be safe. I’m handling this and shit’s about to get real deep.”

She gripped his cut and tugged him toward her. “I love you.”

“I know.” He looped his arms around her waist. “I love you and Jeremy too. It’s all going to be okay. Just get to the club and settle in my apartment.”

“Are you coming with us?”

“I’ll be there in a little while.” He leaned in and kissed her. “We can use the play room while you’re spending the night.”

She hugged him. “That’s what you’re thinking about during a time like this?”

“Your father is not going to hurt you. I promise you that. I will protect you.” He brushed her hair from her face. “Take care of my son. That’s all you need to do. I’ve got the rest.”

She nodded and let him go. He watched her go around to the driver’s side and get in. She started up the car and backed out of the driveway before he got on his bike and left.

She hoped that he knew what he was doing. It had been a long time since she’d been part of an MC war and she was better off without that part of her life.

Chapter Nine

“It’s all in place.” Dooby handed him the phone. “The bodies are dug up thanks to our prospects. Mac nearly vomited like a pussy but he got them up. He said that was patch worthy work.”

Tank chuckled. He liked Mac. He’d make a good addition to the Charming Bastards. Dooby handed Deuce a photo of the scene. “The video is on top of the bodies for the detective. All you got to do is make the call.”

Deuce grabbed a burner phone and dialed the detective’s number. He answered on the third ring. “If you want to take down the troublesome MCs in town, go to Silo Road by the green barn. There’s a present waiting for you.”

He hung up and crushed the phone. It’d take at least thirty minutes to get there and even more to arrest Matthias. They had people near the scene to confirm that the information was received and not tampered with. If Matthias got arrested and convicted of this, then the club had every right to take care of the bastard in prison.

“It’s all done. Everyone needs to get back to the club. We’re on lockdown until we know for sure that that bastard is behind bars.” Deuce slapped Tank on the back. “You sure
Josslyn
is okay with this?”

He nodded.
Josslyn
cared more than she should about people. She cared more than she should about him. He went to his bike and started it up. Getting back to the club, back to Joss was the only thing that mattered to him. He wanted to make her feel safe and to make sure that she understood that he’d always be there to protect her. He was convinced that her father scared her by showing up at the daycare. It was a smart move to give Jeremy her phone to call him.

He rode back with a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. Maybe once and for all they would have some peace. The Charming Bastards were far from innocent but they did their part to keep most of the bad things in check. He and the other guys pulled in the club parking lot and they locked the gates behind them. He parked his bike and went inside to find
Josslyn
. She and Jeremy were playing with his motorcycles on the floor she’d obviously vacuumed.

“Is it done?” she asked. “Did you—”

“No.”

He sat in the floor to join in on the motorcycle playing fun. She didn’t say anything else as she stood, moving over to the bed. He played with Jeremy for a while before he realized what time it was.

“Little man, we need to pick up the toys and get ready for bed.”

Joker tapped on his open door and peeked his head in. “We got a call from Rascal. Everything has been confirmed.”

Tank finally smiled. “Too bad I can’t take a picture of his face when he finds out.”

Joker chuckled. “Knowing Dooby he might.”

He glanced over at
Josslyn
. “Bedtime for Jeremy then it’s time for us.”

She didn’t say anything as he stood to get Jeremy ready for bed. He helped him brush his teeth and made him use the bathroom before getting the air mattress out for him. He debated on letting Jeremy sleep in the bed, but Tank was fairly certain if he got on the floor, he’d never get back up.

He grabbed some blankets and fixed Jeremy’s makeshift bed up before kissing him good night. “Here’s your motorcycle and your favorite pillow. You’re all set.”

The little boy smiled. “I love you.”

Tank’s heart warmed. “I love you too, squirt. Go to sleep.”

They waited until Jeremy slept peacefully before Tank reached for
Josslyn’s
hand and led her to the door. He flipped off the light and closed the door behind them.

“Now it’s time for me and you to play.”

Before she could say anything, he pushed her up against the wall, kissing her hard as his hands found her breasts. She was so soft and so warm. He slipped his hands down to cup her ass and lift her so that her legs could wrap around his waist. He carried her into the playroom. He sat her on the bondage bed and lifted her shirt. He needed to see her. To feel her. Once he had her breasts free, he pulled one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard while he squeezed her other breast in his hand.

“Lay back.” He moved away to get some nipple clamps. He opened the drawer and grabbed a package. For good measure he grabbed a clitoral clamp too. He went back and undid the stuff, tossing it to the floor. He brushed the clamp against her breast before laying it on her stomach. He went to the side of the bed to restrain her wrists to her sides. The bed had several positions for him to choose and he chose to keep her legs bent at the knee while being tied to her thighs.

He pinched the clamps open and brushed her nipples with them, teasing her with the anticipation. She watched him, lifting her head slightly as he played. He bent forward and pressed his lips to her stomach and let the clamp go.

“
Ahh
,” she tensed beneath him while he kissed her stomach. He licked her soft skin and glanced up at her.

“Too much?” He slid his hand, along her inner thigh. Before she responded, he clamped her other nipple. She clenched her teeth, hissing at the pain as she arched off the mattress. It wasn’t too much. It was just right.

He reached for a pair of scissors in the drawer on the bed and cut her black panties from her body. He tossed them behind him and reached out to touch her wet pussy.

“I think the clamps turn you on.” He smoothed his fingers through her hot wetness. “You’re drenched.”

She lifted her hips slightly to seek more of his touch. “I need you.”

“You’ve got me,” he reached for the clit clamp and pinched the sensitive bud. He watched her face for any signs of real pain and found none. She stared back at him with her eyes half closed while he adjusted the tormenting device.

“You’re a naughty girl, Joss.”

“Very.”

He couldn’t contain the smile creeping onto his face. “I’m going to keep you suspended on the edge of pleasure then flip you over and spank that pretty ass to show you just how good it can hurt.”

He smoothed his hands along her inner thighs. “Then I’m going to fuck you until you beg for mercy.”

He went over to the wall to find a leather slapper. He smacked the insides of her thighs and she cried out, jerking away from him. The binds kept her in place, but she had a little movement to keep circulation flowing. He tilted the slapper and smacked the tender part of her ass, where it met her thigh. She strained against the binds, arching up to offer him more. God, he loved this woman. She was so beautiful, so perfect. He tugged on the chain between her breasts, drawing her attention back to him.
Josslyn
was right for him. He’d been stupid to think otherwise. He used the slapper to smack her pussy. She jerked at the contact and cried out. Her face was red and sweat dotted her temples. Her poor pussy needed some relief.

He leaned down and lapped at her slit. A soft moan left her lips as she lifted her hips slightly, trying to force his tongue deeper into her cunt. God, he loved the way she tasted. Loved the way she wasn’t embarrassed to give him what he wanted and take what she needed. He held her thighs down while he wiggled the clit clamp. She groaned and thrashed, as he continued to eat her pussy. He wanted to draw it out. He wanted to make her feel like the pleasure would never end. She liked rough sex and he would happily give it to her.

When he withdrew she cursed at him. “Don’t.” She shook her head, damn near begging him. “Please. God, I can’t. I need you.”

He removed the clit clamp and undid her binds. He turned her as promised and bent her over the edge of the bed. He reached for the leather slapper and smacked her ass cheeks, one then the other. She wiggled her butt at him and he smacked it again. Hot, intense, play was fun, but his cock ached. She brushed her ass against his crotch and he moaned. Yeah, the devilish minx knew what the fuck she was doing.

He lifted her with one arm and carried her to the swing. After getting her situated, he unzipped his pants and donned a rubber. “That hot pussy is mine. Don’t you ever forget
that.
”

When he took her, he claimed her. He thrust hard inside her, taking her with fast, deep strokes that had them both panting. She held onto the swing while he possessed her. His cock slid along the slick walls of her cunt, driving his need higher,
his
pleasure closer. He felt it building, the intensity damn near painful. He brushed her clit with his thumb and she arched her back, crying out as her pussy clamped around him. Pleasure took him. It claimed him and ripped apart his sanity and reality while thrusting him into a realm of ecstasy that he never knew existed.

He leaned forward to kiss her lips, needing the closeness that came with intense sex. She smiled, staring at him. “I thought you were going to make me beg you to stop?”

“We’re not done, babe. That was a preamble to what is about to happen.”

He withdrew and removed the clamps from her nipples before he pulled the condom off. After tossing it, he grabbed another and helped her from the swing. He sat down on the bench in the center of the room, taking a moment to catch his breath as he pulled her onto his lap. He kissed the crook of her neck loving the way she felt against him as she wrapped her arms around him.

“I love you, Joss. He stared into her eyes, his mouth inches from hers. “I always have and I always will. I will fight for you and protect you. I’d do anything for you. I want you to know that. I want you to know that you mean everything to me.”

A heartbeat passed without any words spoken before she said, “I know. You mean everything to me too.”

He kissed her with his heart damn near exploding with love for her. She was it. His one and only. The only woman he needed and wanted in his life. She was the mother of his kid and hopefully, one day, she’d be his wife too. Even with all the shit going on in his life, this moment with her was all that mattered now. He had her in his arms and he planned to never let her go.

The End

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