Chapter seven
Bianca
Bianca collapsed back onto the bed trying to catch her breath. That had been…wow. Her heart was beating rapidly and her kin felt too tight on her body. Her palms were sweaty and itching to touch their bare skin.
She’d always been hesitant to throw herself into relationships. She’d seen what happened too many times when they go bad. She needed to stop worrying about what might happen and let something happen. There were no guarantees in life and it was about time she started living hers.
She pictured what her life could be like if everything worked out like she wanted. Nights surrounded by men she loved and who loved her back, safety and security, holidays surrounded by friends and family, maybe even kids. The more she pictured it, the clearer that life became in her mind and she realized how much she wanted it. Especially, how much she wanted it with Digger, King and Bones. There would be no half measures with men like that and it wouldn’t be fair to them if she held any of herself back. She spent a few minutes firming her resolve.
Her eyes settled on the pile of clothes. They’d been focused on her since the second they met. It was her turn to make the effort and show them what they meant to her. She stood and picked out a pair of jeans and a tank top that had the Fallen MC emblem printed on the front. She got dressed and checked her hair. It wasn’t great but it would do. Satisfied that she wasn’t going to look any better without a lot of time or professionals, she left the room.
As the door clicked shut behind her, she realised that she had no idea where she was going so she decided to follow the noise. She got to what must be the bar door that she’d briefly glimpsed the day before. She opened it slightly so that she could peek inside. She was surprised by how many people were in there.
There must have been 20 men sat around scarfing down plates of food like they hadn’t been fed in days. Not one of them were small. They ranged from cute and handsome to down right menacing. Yet it was the few women scattered amongst them that held her attention. They were barely dressed and she was pretty sure she’d just seen a bare ass under a tiny skirt. The idea that Digger, Bones and King were surrounded by these women and she wasn’t with them, made jealousy rise up in her gut. She never realized that she was so possessive over them until now.
She took a steadying breath and was just about to go through the door when a voice spoke from behind her right into her ear, “What’re you doing, angel?”
She nearly jumped out of her skin. She whirled around and pressed a hand to her pounding heart. “I was just coming to see you guys.”
King’s smile lit up his face. “Let’s go get a drink.”
He motioned her forward with a hand placed on her lower back. Entering the bar, she knew she must have looked like a real noobas her wide eyes inspected everything, there was just so much to look at. There were knives sticking out of the walls, holding pieces of fabric that were embroidered with different MC’s emblems. She was pleased to see that quite a few of them were Riot MC. There were vintage posters of motorcycle rallies and pin up girls. The whole place was more homey than she expected with worn leather booths and scarred varnished tables. She could see a few kids playing out the back, with parents shouting out occasionally. A throat cleared near her and she found Bones and Digger watching her with wary eyes from a booth.
King stroked her back, encouraging her forward. “Hey guys.”
They nodded at her and their expressions warmed but she was still feeling awful for making them guarded towards her. She sat and scooted closer to them. She took a chance and grabbed for their hands.
“I’m so so sorry for what I said to you. It wasn’t fair for me to press my insecurities on you. I’m just scared and don’t know how to do this, but I really want to try.”
It took a few seconds of them scrutinizing her expression and then Digger pulled her over his lap and deposited her between Bones and himself. Their size dwarfed and warmed her at the same time. She felt herself relax into them and rested her head on Bone’s arm. King came back to join them with four beers in his hands. She wasn’t usually a beer drinker but…when in Rome.
She looked at the men in the room again, carefully skipping over those who were being ‘serviced’ by the women. They were a scary group; anyone would have to be a complete fool to go up against them. Part of her hoped Dane would try and meet the grizzly end he unquestionably deserved. Her thoughts turned to her sister and nephew and sent out a silent prayer that they were as safe as her at the moment.
Then something occurred to her, “Do you guys see your families often?”
King scoffed and Digger put his arm around her drawing her close.
“We have nothing to do with our families. So we made our own,” he gestured to themselves and the rest of the men in the room.
He didn’t sound sad or disappointed, just content. Bianca couldn’t imagine never seeing Brandon and Maggie again, having no biological family to claim as your own.
“How did you three get together?” she asked.
“Ooo, I’ve never heard about this either,” heavily pregnant Nicole appeared and squeezed herself onto the bench seat opposite them, looking expectantly at her guys with amazing green eyes.
“We met in Juvie,” Bones said plainly.
“Come on, there’s definitely more to it than that.” Bianca urged while trying a pout, she really wanted to know.
Bones reached forward and tapped her bottom lip, “That’s cheating, beauty,” he growled with laughter in his eyes. “Well, I was a typical jock, good grades, pussy and cock whenever I wanted it, booze every weekend, rich parents. I was a junior with a talent for breaking bones on the football field. To be honest, I enjoyed that more than the football.”
She wasn’t surprised. She imagined breaking bones came easy to him given his size. “One game, I broke this kid’s leg, ending his season. His team retaliated by cutting the brake lines on my truck. I ended up taking out a family on my way home when my truck hit their car. Typically, I was fine and tried to rescue this terrified little girl from the back of the car, her parents were already toast. Her kid-seat was trapped so I ran to my truck to get something to cut her out of the straps holding her. When I turned my back, their car exploded from the punctured gas tank. I watched as that little girl screamed for parents who couldn’t hear her. The cops couldn’t find out exactly who cut my brakes so no one was prosecuted. There was no fucking justice for that family, so I decided I’d get some for them. When the team was training in their gym, I barred the doors, set a fire and watched. Not one of the fuckers died but their screams made me feel a fuck load better. They’d had just a tiny glimpse of the terror they caused that little girl. Anyway, I was sent to Juvie, so my parents disowned their ‘psycho’ son when they realised their reputation wouldn’t survive the scandal.”
He shrugged as if it was no big deal, while I felt tears dripping down my cheeks, imagining living through something like that. Bones saw and wiped my cheeks and touched his lips to mine.
“Don’t cry for me, beauty. I love my life and I don’t miss anything from my past.” She nodded but her heart still hurt for him.
King started, “I was sent to Juvie for assault with a deadly weapon.” She continued to look at him.
“I know there’s a story behind that,” she stressed. Then it occurred to her that he might not want to talk about it, especially in a semi-crowded bar. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” she spoke softly and reached across Digger to stroke his arm.
A grin split his face and an infectious laugh followed it. He dragged her over Digger and tucked her into his side.
“I’m just teasing you, angel.” His finger massaged the back of her neck as he spoke. “I was a junior too. I lived my Mama and whatever dead-beat fucker she was banging that week. School was just another part of my day until this new girl came into my class. She was fucking sweet as sugar and had a rack that strippers would envy. She was shy and I thought she was something special. It took nearly two weeks for her to talk to me and we ended up dating for a couple of months in secret. She said her parents were strict. Then one day she says her Dad wants to meet me. I figured we were just going public and she had told her parents. I got to her house that night and she answered crying in the doorway. I saw marks on her neck and arms that weren’t there earlier. I was just about to ask her what happened when the cops drove up and pulled their weapons. I made a grab for her to pull her out of the way and she screamed like I’d fucking stabbed her. Next thing I know I’m in cuffs, at the station being charged. When they searched my car they found a tyre iron in my trunk with her ‘DNA’ on it,” He sneered.
“She told the cops that I’d beaten her when she wouldn’t put out. No one knew we were dating, so there was no one to vouch for our relationship not being abusive and I didn’t have anything to prove it wasn’t me. I was a nobody from the shit side of town and everybody looked at me like it was inevitable just because of how I was raised. I accused her overprotective father of doing it and making her frame me to get me away from his daughter. Of course, the little bitch denied it and I’m sent off to Juvie.”
Bianca could feel her mouth hanging open. “Why would she do that to you? Did she ever admit the truth?”
“Nah, but don’t you worry about her and her folks; we took good care of them when I was released.”
She waited to hear what they’d done. When he didn’t continue and Digger and Bones didn’t speak up, she knew she’d probably never find out.
“I should have gone first. My story is going to sound fucking boring after all that drama,” Digger laughed. “Long story short, I was a shit from day one. My old man was doing time and my Mom was never around. She cared enough to give me a roof over my head but that was all. If I wanted to eat I’d have to find my own money. Turns out, you can make a lot more money thieving and selling pot than working part time in some shitty store. It wasn’t long until I started moving stolen goods and stripping cars. I got caught and ended up in Juvie where I met these two.”
“You still haven’t told us how you got together.” Bianca was startled by Nicole’s voice. She totally forgotten that she was there.
“I’d like to hear that part too.”
She couldn’t help leering at them as she ran her eyes over their amazing bodies, imagining them together in a tangle of limbs and cocks. She licked her lips and the guys all burst out laughing at her ogling. She knew she should be embarrassed but she was just too eager to hear the story to let it bother her. Nicole winked at her in womanly agreement.
King spoke, "Dig was there first and then I came after he’d been there about a month.” Digger nodded in confirmation. “He was a big bastard even then. I was being escorted to my cell and I saw him sitting on his own. He was hard to miss. He was in an orange jumpsuit, whereas everyone else was wearing a blue one with ‘juvenile’ printed on the back in white. Screws had put him in a different colour so they always knew where he was on the camera feeds. He was the only one who didn’t turn to size me up. I was put in a cell with two other guys, there were two double bunk beds in each cell. Couple days later a fight broke out and I got caught up in it. Fuckers split my lip and battered my ribs. I wasn’t fucking small or anything but I knew I’d have to bulk up, so I started going to the gym religiously. The only one in there as often as me was Dig. We didn’t talk for weeks, then six guys jumped him and I took up for him. After that we were always together. I got a reputation to rival his and was separated from my cell mates and put in with Dig, who had no one else in with him. There’s no solitary confinement in Juvie and this was the screw’s way of achieving it. I think their idea was that we’d most likely kill each other up and leave everyone else alone. It didn’t work out well for them,” he laughed.
Bianca could see him reminiscing in his head and she wanted to hear those stories too but she didn’t want him side tracked when she had a feeling that this story was about to get steamy.
“This fucker was ripped and I was taking myself in hand and instead of imagining a woman, I was fucking him in my head.”
Digger threw him a heated look and said, “He didn’t know I was doing the same thing. One night he moaned my name in his sleep, I looked and he was tenting the sheets. The next day in the showers, I heard a familiar grunt. I thought ‘fuck it’ and went around the partition. He didn’t hear me at first, so I grabbed his arm and spun him round. I pushed him against the wall and leant into him. I put my hand around his cock and mine, well, as far as I could, and rubbed us together. Watching our heads rub together was as sexy as fucking sin.”
Bianca felt flushed and tingly as she was immersed in the story and she noticed the guys subtly shifting around in obvious discomfort.
“After that, things changed and we fucked every chance we got. Thought life couldn’t get any fucking sweeter and then in strolls this big bastard with a chip on his shoulder,” he tipped his head towards Bones.
Bianca didn’t know if she could take much more. She was already feeling like she could spontaneously combust and her thighs were slick with her juices, yet she had to know the rest and then, so go help her god, she was dragging them out of the bar and they’d been taking care of her properly. She wanted to rush them ahead and savor at the same time. She tried to mentally cool her body down, but it was no good. She’d have to sit there in heated suspense.
Bones smiled fondly at them all. “Didn’t have a fucking clue what I was walking in to. I was so pissed, I walked through the yard on the first day eye-balling every fucker, just itching for a fight. I started shit wherever I could, but no matter what I did, these two bastards never blinked an eye. That got my back up, so I tried starting shit with them. They just kept knocking me back and never seemed bothered by the shit I pulled. Eventually, the back and forth turned into something else. From then on, I sat with them. I heard someone call them fags and I fucking lost it; I pummelled this guy into the ground. Dig pulled me off him and King started laughing like a fucking lunatic. He pinned the guy down and said over his shoulder to Dig, ‘I think he wants to watch.’ Dig lay over King and they started making out and dry humping right on top of this prick. I was shocked for about a second and then I was so fucking jealous, I nearly lost my mind. King must have seen my face and knew what I was feeling. He reached out and dragged me into the pile. Fuck, if the screws hadn’t have pulled us apart, the stupid fucker under us would have died from suffocation,” he laughed. “We’ve been inseparable since. Yep, life screwed me over, then gave back in spades.”
Bianca wasn’t sure what to say. She knew what she wanted but didn’t know how to start it. Movement from the corner of her eye drew her attention. Nicole was up and out of the booth and striding over to her man, Duke. She was pretty spry for being so pregnant. Duke was in the middle of talking to a couple of guys at the bar. Nicole walked up, whispered something in his ear and started dragging him away by the hand. Duke looked stunned for a moment and then he swept Nicole into his arms and kissed her as he strode out of the bar. The men around them hollered and shouted their approval.