Chapter twelve
Bianca
Bianca felt like she was floating on a cloud for the rest of the day. They went for a ride out into the countryside and had a deli picnic. It felt like something that would happen in a movie; if movies ever showed three guys and one woman. When they’d walked through the club bar she blushed thinking everybody would know what happened that morning. The few people who were there didn’t bat an eye, they only greeted them with a head nod, or in Razor’s case a wink.
She’d never been on the back of a bike before and she loved it. She may have hung on a bit tight for the first few miles and suggested a side car. When Digger laughed like she had told the funniest joke ever, she figured it wasn’t going to happen and she eventually embraced the experience. She was glad she’d tied her hair back, she could just imagine what kind of wild and crazy state it would have been in if she hadn’t.
She suggested going shopping to replace some of the things destroyed in the fire. They acted like there wasn’t much damaged but she knew they were just trying to manage her guilt.
Then King explained, “We don’t know who’s watching you right now, angel. Coming out here where there’s nothing is okay, we’d be able to spot anyone following us. In town or a store, its more difficult and to be honest we don’t need any civilian casualties if the men Dane hired are a lousy shot.”
Bianca instantly felt awful and selfish. She hadn’t spared a thought for anyone else. She’d just assumed that Dane wouldn’t go after her in public, yet he’d sent someone to shoot her at her apartment building and there could have easily been someone around when she left. After King had explained she just wanted to go back to the compound. She didn’t even want Digger, King and Bones out in the open. By now, whoever was watching them would have easily figured out that they were her protectors and they could be killed just for that.
“Maybe we should just head back.” She said as casually as possible with panic steadily building in her chest.
Bones saw right through her and cupped her face, “We’ve dealt with far worse than fucking with Dane and Riot in the past. We won’t underestimate him and he sure as fuck won’t be underestimating us if he knows even a little bit about who we are.”
“Half of Riot got put in the ground on the day we found you,” King pointed out. “There’s just a hand full of fuckers who want revenge for us tearing their club apart.”
“We’re gathering intel on them now, then they’ll be dealt with and we can move on. But more importantly you and your sister will be free of Dane for good. You just have to be patient.” Digger reassured her. “This is the last we’ll be saying on it too. This is club business now and you don’t get involved with that shit. You just have to trust us.”
Bianca felt overwhelmed and cared for. She tried to hug them all in one go, but her spread arms barely encompassed their fronts. They laughed at her dilemma and each pulled her in for a knee-weakening kiss. Then King picked her up and sat her on his bike. They made their way back to the clubhouse and she couldn’t help but search around her for threats.
*****
Two weeks had passed and Bianca was settling in to club life. There were moments when it was scary and times like now, sat with other old lady’s in the bar, laughing and joking while their men were outside fixing the border fence and plotting out acres for the new Fallen neighbourhood.
When the guys had told her about the club’s plans to build houses on their unused land and showed her the corner plot they’d picked, she was astonished. They’d shown her the design they were considering for the house and it was beautiful. They said she had cart blanch if she wanted to change anything. She loved it just the way they designed it, she only added a wraparound porch. She could just imagine them sat out at night, having a drink and just enjoying being together.
She didn’t need to ask if they wanted kids. The plans had three large bedrooms on the same floor as the master for ‘all our kids.’ She was shocked and didn’t ask about the logistics of having a baby with three daddies. The talk of kids got them all horned up and she indulged in an afternoon in the bedroom. For now, she was thankful she had the birth control implant in her arm.
She really liked Shel, Jewel and Nicole. They were sat telling their stories of how they got together with their men. Nicole’s story was horrific, but then again Shel and Jewel’s weren’t picture perfect either.
Bianca winced as Nicole jolted when her babies decided to kick her. She still had about a month to go before her c-section and Bianca didn’t know how she was going to get about.
“At least you haven’t got to push ‘em out yourself. I swear to god, Rod tried coming out in a starfish position, plus he’s got his daddy’s big head,” Shel joked.
“Yeah, I only have to be cut open, have organs temporarily removed and three kids yanked out. It’ll be no problem.” Nicole answered, rolling her eyes.
“You’ll do great,” Jewel reassured her, patting her hand.
“I can only moan about it with you girls. If Duke hears me, he has a melt-down and I spend the next few days in bed, and not in the good way, until he calms down.” Nicole rubbed her bump. “He has a love hate thing going on at the moment. He loves feeling the boys kick and talks to them all the time, but if they move and dig into my ribs or kick hard, he tries to discipline them in this tough ‘I’m your father, you’ll listen to me’ type of voice. It’s pretty sweet actually.”
“I loved it when my sister was pregnant. She’d lie the baby clothes on her bump to measure them. It was an easy pregnancy too, she didn’t have sickness, weight gain or anything,” Bianca shared.
Jewel leaned forward over the table towards her, “Please tell that story again when Hollywood can overhear. He’s been putting off having a baby for a couple of years now and I nearly have him agreeing to trying now that the houses are being built. The problem is that all the pregnancy and birth stories you hear are horrendous, and then this one gets pregnant,” she points to Nicole smirking, “and has three babies. Three! Hollywood seemed sure we’d end up with the same. It wasn’t until he found out the odds of that happening were astronomical that he started considering it again.”
“I never thought we’d have two sets of Musketeers in the club.” Shel laughed.
“Musketeers?” Bianca asked.
Shel, Jewel and Nicole looks astonished. “No one told you that’s what Digger, King and Bones are called?”
Bianca shook her head. “I thought you only get one road name and they’ve already got them.”
“Oh Bianca, when you get three fine men together like that, who love, fuck and fight the way they do, they get to have more than one name. Everyone knows they can’t be separated and if you go for one you’ll get them all, hence the Musketeers.” Shel swooned.
Just then she heard their deep laughs and looked through the open bar doors to see her men walking over the lawn towards them. When she thought of Musketeers the image it brought to her mind were of rogue-ish, debonair men with capes. Her men were more like Viking warriors. They were rough, burly, fierce and panty-soakingly sexy. But best of all, they were all hers.
She grinned as they moved into the bar and bent to give her a kiss. They were streaked with sweat and dirt up their arms and face. They looked like they were ready to pose for some sort of ‘working men’ calendar. She felt herself get wet and heat blossom in her center as they used the bar’s towels to wipe off some of the grime. Shel, Jewel and Nicole were talking but she couldn’t concentrate on what was being said. Her attention was very much elsewhere.
King saw her staring and smirked. He nudged Bones and Digger and strode towards her. His eyes were smoking and he licked his lips as he bent down and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder.
“Come on, angel. I need someone to wash my back,” He announced as he smacked her ass.
Bones and Digger were following. She could hear Shel, Jewel and Nicole cheering as they left. This was going to be a great afternoon.
Digger
Digger’s heart warmed as he saw Bianca over King’s shoulder giggling. She’d really taken to this life, and was slowly carving out her own little part in it. He knew she didn’t know anything about club life but she would have made some assumptions. She’d been at a couple of the club family day barbecues now and knew that all the kids were adored by the brothers and how the old lady’s really ran the show. She was coming out of her shell and every time she joined in, laughed, drank, swore or just generally became her chatty self, he could feel himself falling more and more in love with her.
He stripped walking into the bathroom. King already had Bianca pinned to the wall, her legs wrapped around him and his hips thrusting. Bianca’s head was thrown back in abandon and the two of them were making him so fucking hot. Bones must have felt the same as he grasped Digger’s cock in his hand and sunk to the floor in front of him.
Bones took is cock straight to his throat on the first pass. He had to hold onto the sink to keep from falling over. Bones worked him good, with shallow sucks and deep swallows that nearly drove him to his knees. The sight of his lips wrapped around him had his cock thickening further, readying to cum. Bones cool hand cradled his balls and then tugged, throwing him into an all consuming orgasm. His body jerked as Bones licked his head one last time. He pulled Bones up and let himself taste them both as they kissed. Fuck, Bones had drained him.
He stood under the warm water, letting his body settle and watched Bones take Bianca from behind. Her small groans and screams were working him up again. He moved towards them and bent to take her hardened nipples into his mouth and let his finger dip between her and King and pinched her clit. She wailed and her body quaked as she peaked.
He was fucking loving his life. They had a few runs for the club coming up that they were committed to and he wished Bianca could come with them, but it was just too dangerous. She said she was alright hanging here and helping Nicole out with the cooking and stuff. She’d looked sincere and to keep her even more occupied they’d set her the task of designing the interior of the new house. If it was left to them there’d be leather recliners and couches, a big ass TV and that would be about all, other than a bed. Bianca was going to make it into a home they could be proud of and raise their kids in.
She loved going on the laptop and getting ideas from some frou-frou websites she’d found. She was always bouncing in excitement to show them what she found when they got back from a day’s ride out. So far, she hadn’t picked anything he didn’t like and he couldn’t wait to see how it would come together.
After the shower, they all fell onto the bed in a heap and napped.