The Blood Scorpions of Socorro Texas (reserved)

[ERedBoyd]

If there was ever one moment that was the worst moment to say wait, it was that moment right there. His mind was practically completely shut down, thinking with his dick instead, which he had wormed out of his briefs as he pleasured that very sensitive labia! His eyes locked on hers and let he examine how aroused and in need he was with her! He uncurled his arms from around her thighs and began moving slowly back up her body. He did hook a single leg of hers onto his shoulder as he moved up, which opened her even more to him.

As he reached her nipples, his lust was nearly completely out of control for him! His cock rubbed her labia back and forth and he saw her eyes widen suddenly. He wasn't porn star grade by no means, but he was nothing to scoff at either. 9 inches long, 2.5 inches thick with a slight upward bend on his cock about 2/3rds of the way up. It gave him exactly what he needed in order to rub a G-spot pretty thoroughly.

He looked back up at her and he knew that she knew, no was not on the table any longer if that was what she was about to go for. He crawled further up and locked his wet pussy juice covered mouth onto hers and without another lost action, his cock slid inside her to the balls! He liked watching her eyes bulge slightly as he pierced into her! Her moans and grindings only made it that much hotter for him as he began to thrust nice and slow, curling the hip just a bit at the beginning and end of the thrust to make sure that bent head rubbed that cock!

There was a powerful burn on his back as he began thrusting a little faster and realized she had dug her claws into his back, all 10 of them! He let out a growl, but rather than push her away, he pulled her closer and began fucking her harder!

 

[sweetlilith]

The stars in her vision finally cleared and her chest heaved with heavy breaths as he worked his way up her body. She shuddered as he rubbed the length of his cock along the lips of her pussy, just enough pressure to tease. There was no turning back now, no stopping, the fire in his eyes evidence of that.

She tasted herself on his lips, on his tongue as he claimed her mouth like he claimed her body. Savannah whimpered and hips lifted to meet his as he finally entered her. His breath was just as choppy as hers, both of them gasping for air between kisses. He moved slowly at first, as if to torture her. And it was sweet, sweet torture. Her nails dragged along his back, biting into the skin hard enough he would be wearing her marks tomorrow. It seemed that snapped what little control was left for him.

Nathan's arms slid under her and gripped her shoulders for better leverage, fucking her in long, hard strokes. She gasped and panted, clinging to him as he worked another wave of pleasure inside her. She dug her heel into the ground, to grind herself against him each time he thrusted into her. She became frantic. "Nathan, please. Please, please please." She wasn't sure what she was asking for. For him to stop, to never stop…

Savannah shattered underneath him, around him, and his mouth devoured the cry that escapes her. He stroked her pleasure higher and higher, wave after wave. It was too much and not enough.

 

[ERedBoyd]

The soft pleadings, the gentle desperation, the intimate hardness between the two of them put his cock right on the edge! He knew it was coming the moment he felt that heat in him fire up inside him just behind his ball sack! His rod thickened some and grew a little longer and much MUCH harder! "Fuck me.... oh fuck me...." That heat surrounded and saturated his nuts as that orgasm began it's journey!!

Her pleadings, her voice was intense in his ears. There was no faking the emotion coming out of this situation! His thrust faster and faster, her body so tight on him, desperate to pull him back in as he pulled out! That rush hit the base of his cock and there was NO stopping what was about to happen for him!

With one hand pulling her hip into his, another used as a way to keep his torso up somewhat and his cum covered mouth on hers, he gave the first grunt! The first thing she would be able to hear from him! He was never a screamer or yeller... but he did grunt which came from deep in his chest and on the throes of pleasures! Nathan's cock instantly receded in size and gerth for a moment in time, then the first burst of his hot cum blasted through his shaft deep inside womb!

He felt his own body tighten up as if frozen, only his cock pulsing inside her moving and the trembling of his supporting arms. His eyes rolled up and he growled, "God damn fuck!!!!"

Pulse after hot steam pulse filled her body!

 

[sweetlilith]

Savannah rode wave after wave of hot pleasure and he seemed to be right there with her. He held her so tight to him, she wasn't sure where she ended and he began. Warmth pooled within her, feeling his release fill and spill out of her.

She shivered beneath him as she came down from the high, taking shuddering breaths in attempts to slow her racing heart. She slipped her leg from his shoulder, stretching out the sore joint of her hip before both her legs rested, shaking on either side of his waist.

The sun hung low to the cliffs on the other side of the lake, casting long shadows in the golden light that glistened on their skin. Sav trailed a hand over the plains of his back, fingers ghosting over his scars and the welts her nails had left, the other brushing lazy circles at the back of his head that rested in the curve of her neck. It was then she realized she was done for, he was going to be the end of her.

 

[ERedBoyd]

For several long slow minutes afterwards, he just sat in place, cock slowly receded from inside her. Once he had slid out of her, he laid down on his back next to her and felt her roll onto her side to look at him, her fingers teasing his chest hair and scars. He tucked a hand behind his own head and turned to look at her saying, "That was incredible baby..." He leaned in to kiss her gently once again.

Down at the other side of the trail, the sounds of horns and teenage voices could start to be heard. He said, "Oh shit. We are about to have company... We better get dressed.

He scrambled to his feet, tucking himself in and scooping her clothes up and handing them to her though he did linger on her panties. He saw the look in her eyes as she pulled on that delicate piece of clothing. He chuckled as she began to dress quietly like him. He couldn't stop watching her though as she dressed... What was it about a woman dressing after sex that turned him on so much?

10 minutes later, he kicked the bike back on and they were putting back down the trail. Less than a 100 yards back down the path, 3 pairs of kids, 4 girls and 2 guys total passed them up giving them a clear area to pass through. They all stared down at the 2 of them driving past. By the time they made it down interstate, the sun was just about over the edge of the horizon.

He thought about what had just happened with her at the park next to that tree marked with the initials of his family. He had NEVER taken any other woman there in his life, not ever. He was trying desperately to wrap his brain around what had happened in his mind with her. Her arms wrapped tightly around his chest and he felt her head rest on his shoulder as they headed back to town...

He felt his phone begin to buzz and he gently pulled the bike to one side of the road and stopped it. He reached to his phone and put it to his head, "Yeah?"

"Hey prez," Popeye said from the other end.

"What's up Popeye?" He replied as he patted Sav's thigh reassuringly.

"We got a problem. Need you to come to the compound." Ink said with a bit of urgency.

"Can it wait about 40 minutes or so?" He said.

"No. Spike is here. He has asked for sanctuary. We need a vote." He growled. Clearly Popeye did NOT like Spike and he knew why too.

He said, "I will be there as soon as I can." He hung up the phone and turned to Sav saying, "I have to go to the compound for a little while. Club business. Do you want to come with me or do I need to take you home first?"

 

[sweetlilith]

Slight panic swept through her. In the throws of it all, while still secluded, they were still out in the open. She was well aware of the rumors that would likely be circulating about her in the next few days, spending time with him. She didn’t need to add to that being found naked together at a lake up in the hills.

She gave him a look has he lingered, almost hesitating to give her her panties. She shimmied them in before pulling her jeans over them. Bra, t-shirt, and jacket followed, before she quickly pulled on her boots. On the bike, going back down the hill, they passed a truck full of teens, all who stared out at her and Gears. She waved and gave a sweet smile as they passed, causing more confusion to pass over a few of their faces.

They rode on the highway back towards Socorro for a file before he pulled the bike to the side. A phone call. He sounded a bit irritated during the short conversation. Something was going on back at the compound and he needed to get back. A small ripple of disappointment washed through her, till he offered for her to join him.

"Can I go with you?" she asked. Part of her was curious about his world. Most of what knew she learned from the news and from her father, and some through stories that circulated through town. But seeing as Gears was always made out to be an absolute monster and has been anything but since she'd met him, Sav wanted to see what else was far stretched truth. Mainly, though, she was avoiding the inevitable confrontation she knew would happen once she stepped foot in the door of her parents' home.

They were easily at least 30 minutes out, but seemed to make it to the compound in little over 15 minutes. She wasn't sure, she never looked over his shoulder enough to see the speed. She swallowed as she stared up at the building once she pulled off the helmet to be put away, anxiety building inside of her. She reminded herself that he invited her. He wouldn't let anything happen to her. Right?

 

[ERedBoyd]

Her answer made Gears a bit anxious. Was he ready for her to see this world? They had literally only just met recently and only fucked minutes before. Truth was, it would be better for her to see the dirty side of him sooner rather than later. She can make the decision he wasn't good enough for her, he drops her off at her home that evening with a story to tell her nurses about how she rode the most dangerous man in the city. He nodded and they took off.

The compound was built a little bit like fort. There was a 8 foot tall fences covered with razorwire on the tops of each. On every corner and in the middle of each wall was a make shift deer stand mounted to the fence surrounded by metal plating to be used as guard towers if required. There were four large buildings within the compound. The two largest of the buildings were clearly garages for different size vehicles and associated administrative offices. Bikers in greasy coveralls worked on a few different stalls, pulling engines or replacing brakes or tires. An older woman stood by one of the admin offices smoking is cigarette staring at Gears as he pulled his bike up to the line to park it.

In between the two buildings was a third building, similar in size, but completely enclosed save for a large pair of double doors in the front which they used as the club house. Inside the was much like a bar with chairs and stools, a bar running one side of the room. There was a large set of double doors to one side of the room called 'Church'. A second floor held what looked like a large TV/movie lounge. Towards the back were several single doors which all stayed closed. A male and female set of bathrooms were just in the front. Alongside the opposite wall of the bar were 3 pool tables and a wall display. Posters of bikes and babes littered the walls.

The last of the buildings was a storage facility for waste oils, gas, etc...

Gears spotted Pops and Ink standing near the double doors smoking cigarettes watching as he offered his arm to Sav and she took it. He looked to her and said, "Listen, just don't make much eye contact. Your safe with me. I promise you. I won't be very long I promise."

As they headed to the clubhouse, Pops walked over saying, "An who is this red headed delight?" His eyes were locked on her.

Gears smiled and said, "She... is Sav. She is mine."

Inks and Pops glanced at each other with knowing glances and said, "Fair enough. Prez claim another one."

"Oh to be the king..." Ink chuckled as he spoke.

Gears smirked saying, "Yeah... something like that. Where is he?"

"Church." Pops said as they followed the two inside the club. The room was smokey and smelled of booze and pussy. A half dozen women were scattered among the men, some clinging close to one or two in particular while others kind of floated. Gears led Sav to the bar and said, "Please, stay here for a minute. Carla, get her whatever she would like to drink. My guest."

The tall lean brown haired woman nodded and smiled saying, "You got it boss. What'll you have?" She looked to Sav.

Gears said, "Time for CHURCH boys!"

Of all the bikers, half of them stopped their drinking or flirting and playing pool and grabbed up their beers and headed towards the large double doors and slipped inside. The doors closed, leaving Sav to the girls for a time...

 

[sweetlilith]

Savannah squared her shoulders as he took her arm, guiding her towards the large building. Don't make eye contact?

"She is mine."

Her heart gave a hard thud when he said that, but her stomach pitted in the next beat. Claimed another one. She wasn't a prize to be claimed or won. Maybe this wasn't a good idea, she should've had him drop her off at home. At least she knew what she'd be walking into there. It was too late to change her mind.

She took a deep breath. Don't make eye contact. Slow deliberate movements. Treat it like the hospital when you get irate patients. It's not you, it's them. The thoughts rolled through her head as she was being led through the double doors into the club house, the proverbial scorpions nest as some liked to call it around town.

The smell of stale beer and smoke and sweat and oil hit her in the face. She took in the large room, women and men scattered to all corners. She could feel numerous sets of eyes on them as they walked towards the bar, but she avoided all of them as instructed.

Alcohol may not be the best idea, but she needed something to calm her nerves that she was fighting to keep locked down. "I'll have a Jamison and coke." It wasn't her usual drink of choice, preferring Lemon Drops and Whiskey Sours, but this didn't seem to be the place to ask for those. It was a beer and 2-ingredient drinks kind of place at best. She took a seat at the end, tucked into a corner against a wall where she could see out into the rest of the large room if she turned just enough. She watched as many of the men, who were sitting around when she walked, filed through the doors of the 'Church' though she assumed that wasn't what was actually on the other side.

"So what is the mayor's kid doing in a place like this?" Carla asked as she placed the tall glass of dark liquid in front of Savannah. The woman leaned on the bar with her elbows, a soft smirk on her face.

She wished people would stop calling her that. The redhead glanced at the few other women that slowly made their way up to the bar, taking seats along the length of it. She took a slow sip of the drink. Carla poured heavy and it burned down her throat. "Honestly, that's a very good question, and I don't really have an answer for it," she said truthfully. "My name is Savannah, though. Or Sav."

 

[ERedBoyd]

It didn't take long for Gears to get lost in the business of the MC. The issue was simple. Spike was stripped of his rank within the MC, forced to black out his ink, stripped of his cut, and banished from the town of Socorro, despite being the brother of one of the councilmen of the town. The very fact he was within Socorro town limits was a death sentence to him.

The only thing that kept him alive for now, was he had admitted he was approached by the Rattlesnakes, a group that ran through El Paso regarding an attempt to gather intel on the MC. When money didn't work, they roughed him up but supposedly, he had kept himself above ground, not turning rat. Of course, Spike was a lying son of a bitch so who knew what the truth was. However, a vote was taken to allow him to live, however, a task would have to be done for them...

Nearly 2 hours later, the church broke and the conference room doors opened. Pops, Ink, and Popeye escorted Spike to his little Corolla and permitted him passage out of the garage. Nathan spotted Sav sitting with some of the the Scorpion eaters and she looked a bit... off-bubble. Among the pussy in the club house, she was new and note worthy. He headed over to her and saw Carla glance at him with a playful look. He sat down next to her saying, "I am finished now. Thank you for tolerating this. Would you... umm... what's wrong?"

He glanced into Sav's eyes and saw something wasn't right and wondered if it had been things the girls had told her about him?

 

[sweetlilith]

“Well, Savannah,” Carla started, looking for a moment at the other girls who sat along the bar while practically spitting the name out. “Let me just tell you now, whatever…” She flourished with her hand. “...you have going on with Gears isn’t going to last long. This is probably the first and only time you’ll be seeing the inside of the club.”

Savannah blinked at Carla, feigning innocence. “Oh? Do tell.” She could see where this was going. The ‘popular girl’ felt like her territory was being threatened, so she was going to try intimidation tactics to save it. She saw it all through high school and all through college. Things didn’t seem to change much for those who made being a girlfriend or wife or what-have-you their entire identity and only personality trait.

Carla narrowed her gaze at Savannah. “Do you really think you can come in here and just become an ol’lady? To Gears?”

“Good luck, Carla and Lexi have been trying for ages,” a petite blonde chimed in with a snort, which received a glare from the thin brunette behind the bar.

Savannah gave Carla a befuddled look. “A who?”

The women wasted no time in explaining the hierarchy of ladies associated with BSMC. There were the hired girls, usually from Stars and Stripes. They were brought in for particular services, or sometimes for birthdays. There were the Scorpion eaters, which encompassed the group of ladies at the bar except for Savannah. They worked around the clubhouse, whether for protection or a bit of cash before moving on to the next town. Some were off-and-on again girlfriends or lovers of some of the men, but just not quite at the level of being committed or unable to truly lock them down. And last, but certainly not least, there were the ol’ ladies. They are the ones who’ve shown true respect and loyalty not only to the club but to their men, and were practically royalty.

Her stomach churned as stories were shared among the women, almost like she wasn’t there. A couple of the girls had been promised the status of ol’lady and were just waiting. And still waiting. Others had no problems with making the rounds through the uncommitted men, rather quite enjoying the variety and just biding their time until they were ready to either attempt to settle or move on to another town. And Carla made it very clear she was a regular midnight snack for Gears.

“But, like I said, this little thing you have going with Gears won’t last long. And when he’s done with you, he’ll be back in my bed.”

Savannah stared blankly at her. “Noted, thanks,” she said dryly.


All the heads in the large room turned as the ‘Church’ doors opened and those who entered earlier finally made their way out. Except for Savannah, who was staring down at the watery remains of her drink, entirely lost in her thoughts. She nearly jumped out of her seat with Nathan showing up by her side, taking the empty stool next to her.

What’s wrong? Nothing and everything. She’d known him for two days and had already been sucked up in having a schoolgirl crush on the bad boy. She was drawn to him because he didn’t care about impressing her. He didn’t try to court her with flowers and chocolate. He didn’t care what others thought. Did that include her? Was she just a new toy that he was going to get tired of after a few days and toss to the side?

“Nothing. I’m fine.” She lied. By the way he was searching her eyes, she could tell he knew she was. It was like he could see the thoughts spiraling out of control through her mind. His hand found hers on her thigh, where she had been anxiously plucking at a thread in the outer seam of her jeans. She averted her eyes, shaking her head softly in an attempt to reinforce her claim that nothing was wrong. His other hand reached up and turned her chin, making her look at him again. His fingers drifted along her jaw and into her hair, pulling her to him and his mouth found hers. The kiss was slow, almost tentative, entirely at odds with their first. She hesitated, but slowly melted into it.

 

[ERedBoyd]

There was no mistake... the pussy in this club had done a number to Sav... Of course, Gears wasn't exactly innocent of the crimes either. He knew what kind of man he was. He knew what nearly every girl in this club sounded like in the middle of an orgasm or screaming in pleasures. He hadn't cared... pussy was just that. Pussy. A hole to fuck. An object to relieve himself into to keep him able to stay focused on the tasks of his club.

Despite that, seeing Sav look away, darting her eyes away from him trying to hide whatever had been said to her that upset her so much really bothered him. He hadn't give two shits about any pussy being bothered before. He touched her thigh, then gently guided her face to his, kissing her once more and felt relief when she moaned and melted into him. He melted into her too!

By the time the kiss had ended, Gears gently pulled back and glanced to Cathy whose jaw was opened wide in surprise. That was one thing he had NEVER done to any of the other girls he had been with. PDA was not really his thing. He looked back to Sav saying, "Come on, I will take you home now. It's late..."

Seeing her nod surprisingly, he realized she had seen the other girl's reactions too and it looked to have been pleasing to her. He slid off his stool and took her wrist and guided her back out of the club. The entire crew and all the pussy fell silent as they walked out.

The ride back to Sav's home was quiet. He enjoyed her arms wrapped around him and her head on his back as they road. As he pulled into the drive, he saw the front door open and a rather burly older man step out of the house, holding a shotgun of all things in the crook of his arm. He felt his guard rise as he killed the engine, preparing to have a gun fight with the Mayor himself of all people. He slid off the bike, reaching back for his side arm but not drawing it yet.

 

[sweetlilith]

All the girls at the bar hushed as his lips covered hers. In an unspoken way, told them all he was claiming Sav was his. He lingered for a moment before pulling back. She nodded silently as he mentioned taking her home, glancing briefly at all the girls who stared at them. Carla's mouth was agape, face a mixture of surprise and jealousy. "Thanks for the drink. Stay warm tonight," she said with fake sweetness in her voice.

The whole club house was quiet as he led her by the wrist towards the front doors. She kept her eyes forward, but felt heat flooding her cheeks, knowing they were all watching them - watching her - leave.



Nathan pulled into the driveway and immediately his body tensed. The front door was open and there stood her father, waiting for her with a shotgun. "Shit," she cursed quietly as she hurried herself off the back of his bike. She should've expected him to be waiting for her. She watched Gears reach back for his own firearm and panic started to tighten her chest. She touched Gears' shoulder softly, silently asking him to not act.

"Dad, put the gun away," she called out once she had the helmet off her head. She saw that look in his eyes, one of an animal poised to attack to protect their young. "I'm safe."

Her father's eyes were dark. Anger, no, rage filled them. "I wouldn't associate 'safe' with him," he said back, nodding to the man who she stood next to.

Savannah looked at Nathan and gave him a nervous smile. This was going to be an interesting relationship to navigate, if that's what it was turning into. "You should probably go." Her tone was more urging than suggestive. She already knew an all out war would start in Socorro between BSMC and all of their law enforcement if either of them fired off. "I'll handle him."

She took a deep breath before walking up to the front door, her father watching Gears over her shoulder. She already knew the rest of the night was going to be filled with yelling, mostly at her for 'being so stupid' and how could she think being with anyone from the Blood Scorpions was even remotely a good idea. Her mother insinuated that Nathan took Savannah against her will, to which she had laughed and told them to look at the security footage from the cameras that they had all over the outside. She was willing to go, wanted to go.

—

Savannah spent the better part of the next morning researching and reaching out about local apartments and homes that were available for rent. This would put a dent in her plan of saving up for a home. She needed to pay the deposit, first and last month's rent, and buy new furniture.

But the price of it all would be worth it. She'd be on her own again, hopefully out of reach of Bradley. She briefly forgot about that situation till he was brought up again the previous night. "He's safer than Carson," her father had said. Once he put her 6ft under, she left unsaid. Moving out would get her out of the shackles her parents were so desperately trying to keep her in. And hopefully separate her from being 'the mayor's kid.'

She sighed, sitting back against her pillows, shutting the laptop that was resting on her criss-crossed legs. The arguments the night before kept filtering through her mind. She didn't know what mess she was getting herself into. They raised her better than this. This wouldn't look good for the next election. He's dangerous. He's a monster.

But he's my monster.

That last thought turned the corners of her mouth up.

 

[ERedBoyd]

"Not so cocky now are ya, Mr. Prez...." A cocky young black man in a Deputy Sheriff's outfit said as he walked up along side Gears as he sat on the side of the road, arms cuffed behind his back. He glanced up at the officer but said nothing. He should have expected something like this. He bangs the Mayor's daughter so naturally, the police rip into him once he is away from her.

He had barely made it out of the neighborhood after being urged to leave, when a patrol car flashed their lights on him and forced him to pull over. Now, one officer was rummaging through his saddlebags, while this black kid stood by Gears. He had complied with the law, pulling over, getting off his bike, getting patted down and having his gun removed from his person. He had been cuffed and ordered to sit which he had been doing now for nearly a half an hour.

"Hey, how much longer is this going to take?" Nathan asked as he glanced up and down the road. There was a nervousness crawling in him. These cops could easily be bought. He had bought several of his own as it was, just not either of these two. The problem was, anyone could buy an officer in this town which meant they could be following anyone's orders. Who was he waiting on?

A second patrol car could be seen turning onto the street some ways away, lights on but no sound. He was kind of fucked at the moment and he knew it. No one knew where he was at the moment so they could get away with killing him pretty easily. How could he have been so fucking stupid to get caught up in this trap? He doubt Sav knew this had happened and he had little doubt her father had something to do with it as well.

The patrol car pulled behind the first one and one tall lean white man in his mid 50's, receding hairline, wearing cowboy boots, a sheriff's uniform, and a grey Stetson. Gears rolled his eyes and said, "Sheriff Luke Strait as I live and breath. You finally crawled off that perch you sit on to rub elbows with the street filth?"

"Nathan Carson. Haven't seen you in one of our cells in oh... a week now?" He said as he strutted towards him.

A second door in the patrol car opened and he glanced over and groaned in disgust. Bradley Thorton slipped out of the patrol car and walked up towards him with a cocky grin on his face. He growled, "No so fucking tough now are ya?"

Gears went to get up and the black deputy sheriff kicked him square in the gut sending Gears into the ground. The Sheriff Strait said, "Word is you hooked up with someone new..."

"My bitch. You trying to get in with my bitch!" Bradley growled and kicked Gears square in the head sending his skull to a ringing.

"Oh she was a fine piece of ass too you mother fucker..." Gears growled again as Bradley kicked him again and again in his stomach, causing him to spit up blood.

The Sheriff knelt down and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look up at him and said, "You need to drop Savannah. If you don't, this little warning is just a taste of what you are going to get." He pulled his sidearm and pressed it to Gear's temple, pulling back the hammer. He said, "You get me boy?"

"Fuck you asshole!" Gears growled only to get another kick to the gut this time harder!

The Sheriff smiled saying, "You got balls boy. If you keep fucking around with the Mayor's daughter, life is going to real tough for you and your MC. Might have to get the Feds in on it and everything... you get me?"

Gears said nothing, just spat on the Sheriff's boot with bloody spit. The Sheriff put his gun away, grabbed Bradly and pushed him back to the car saying, "Get the fuck back in the patrol car. I told you to stay in the fucking patrol car kid!"

After Bradley and the Sheriff had left, the deputy said, "I'd listen to him man." He leaned down and uncuffed Gears before the two deputy sheriffs slipped back into their patrol car and headed off.

After about 45 minutes of laying on the side of the road, Gears finally got back onto his bike and headed home. He crawled onto the bed and passed out...

 

[sweetlilith]

Savannah made her way to the kitchen, unable to ignore the rumbling of her stomach anymore from being holed up in her room for most of the day. She was starving.

"You come to your senses yet?" her mother's voice came from behind her as she rummaged through the fridge.

Savannah sighed and turned to face her, shutting the fridge door behind her, a glass container with leftover pasta in her hands. "Mother -"

"Don't 'Mother' me, you know as well as I and your father do that getting mixed up with Nathan Carson is the worst thing you could possibly do. Being associated with him will get you killed."

"Being with Bradley will kill me!" she shouted. She pointed to the bruise still shadowing her cheek, now turning shades of pale green and yellow as it's been healing. "He's thrown things at me, shoved me against walls, and hit me! Is that what you want for me? Just so you and dad can have this perfect image for the town? For the state when he tries to run for state council or governor? 'Rosenburg's daughter, engaged to Bradley Thornton, soon-to-be successor of Thornton Wealth Investments.' Those headlines and articles won't say anything about him being an abuser, a narcissist, an absolute monster."

"Nathan Carson is a monster! He and his club murder people."

Savannah slammed the container of pasta on the counter, causing multiple cracks to form. "And the police use them to do those things! Dad has used them!" She glared at her mother who started to shake her head, denying what Savannah said. "Don't think I don't know what he has done. I've heard the conversations when he's had the deputies come to the house, the hushed confessions he's shared with you in his office. If Nathan is a monster, then so is he."

Her mother argued back, but Savannah couldn't hear her words over the roar in her ears. She ran, nearly sprinted out of the kitchen, towards the front door. She snatched her keys, surprised they hadn't been hidden away, and dashed out the door to her SUV.

Wheels squealed as she tore from the driveway. She didn't know where she was going, she just needed to get away. To breathe, which she was struggling to do. She barely made it halfway across town before a blue BMW started tailing her. She knew exactly who it was. Making several left hand turns, she confirmed Bradley was following her. She slammed on her brakes, causing him to come within inches of rear-ending her.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Bradley's adrenaline was on high as he cruised through that stupid little fucking town. His experience with beating the shit out of that cocksucker biker was more than enough to make him ready to take on the world. He knew deep down he hadn't needed the cops even when doing it. 'As a matter a fact', he thought to himself as he turned his ride back down to the location that cocksucker had been bleeding out on the road only to find him and the bike gone. 'Pity.' he thought to himself as he put his hand on the Beretta that he had tucked away in between the seat and the center console. He would put two in that mother fuckers' head had he had the chance.

As he studied the spot nice and slow, the next piece of fortune fell into his lap. Savannah drove past his car as if it was on fire. He growled, "Fuck ... and ... yeah..." He dropped the car into 2nd and pulled in behind her! He growled, "Gonna fucking teach my little cunt who is the boss here! Gonna make her see she is my bitch... no fucking way no leather head is taking you away from me cunt!!"

It was always known that she and he had been meant for each other. They had been absolutely fucking perfect for each other! He knew it, she knew it, the entire fucking town knew it.

She began to make a series of diversion turns and he had no trouble keeping up with her at all! It was only as she slammed on her brakes did he slam onto his and cuss out again nearly rear ending her own ride! He dropped it in park as he saw her driver's side door open and she stepped out and spun to face him! She looked pissed! More pissed than he had seen her in the past! Must have been another fight with her and her parents. He dropped the car into park, pulled his gun and slid out of the car, tucking the gun into his belt. Her eyes went to that action and they widened as she looked back towards her SUV!

She spun to get into the truck and he bolted towards her, the smell of tequila filling his breath! He growled, "Oh no baby... don't you run from me!" He grabbed her arm and yanked her away from the door and slammed her door shut, then spun her to face him! She was stunning to him still and he knew he wanted her badly!

He growled, "Listen baby... I want to get us back on the right track thats all. I know I got a little handsy with you before and I am sorry about that. Won't happen again." He kept one hand on the truck on the right side of her head and the other hand on the handgrip of his gun! He knew what it might look like at the moment, but he just needed her to stop and listen for a few minutes. He said, "I love you baby and I know you love me We just need to sit down and work it out you see. I have been thinking about that idea we had talked about the other day... about you moving in with me?" It really hadn't been a two way discussion, more of a he insisted she did it. He said, "I think it is time you move in with me in El Paso at the condo. What do you think?" He was somewhat drunk, clearly pumping on adrenaline, and horny as fucking hell...

 

[sweetlilith]

Her blood went from boiling to running cold the second she saw Bradley tuck the handgun into his belt. She tried to get back in the Grand Cherokee, but he caught her arm before she could fully climb back in. Hand to the right side of her head, other hand resting on the handgrip of his gun, he pressed her against the vehicle with his body.

Savannah willed herself to stop shaking and looked him in the eyes. They were red and pupils blown. Lack of sleep? Alcohol? Being absolutely crazy? Probably all three. Beyond that, it was like he had no soul. His breath reeked of tequila, and she did her best to not turn her head as he breathed heavily on her.

"I-I love you too," she stuttered out, nodding even though every ounce of her being screamed at the words. I'm s-sorry for everything. Moving in together is a b-big step and it scares me."

You scare me.

She swallowed, bile creeping up in her throat. "H-how about we go somewhere private and talk, hm?" She tried for a suggestive tone, hoping he would take it as an implication that she wanted to do more than just talk. He kissed her violently, his fingers grabbing into her hair tightly and holding her against his mouth. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up on end as his tongue invaded her mouth. She let him, she needed him to believe her. Bradley then aggressively pulled her to the passenger side of the BMW, opened the door and roughly nudged her to sit. "Wait! It's still running, my car. Can you park it and grab the keys?" She did her best to look innocent, silently pleading that he would take the bait. "I don't want to get stolen." Bradley growled in irritation, closing the door hard before he made his way to the driver's side of the white SUV.

Quickly Savannah pulled her cell phone from her back pocket, silently thanking that she was 'so attached to it,' something her mother always nagged her for. She knew her parents wouldn't do shit, and the police would take too long. Keeping it low below the dash, she opened up her text messages, she tapped on 'Gears' which sat near the top. She'd texted him a 'good morning, sorry for all the trouble last night' but he never responded. He was her best chance at that moment, though. She sent 'HELP' in capital letters, turned on location sharing, and pressed the call button in the top right corner before turning the screen black and tossing the phone to the floor between her feet.

Please pick up, please pick up, she willed as Bradley climbed back into the vehicle on the driver's side.

"You know I could just buy you a new one, right?" he grumbled as he dropped the keys in her lap. That was one of the things she instantly despised about him; he always flashed his money. No, not his money, his father's.

"I know, but daddy would be pissed, he just paid it off," she added with a white lie. "You know where we should go? That little bed and breakfast just outside of town. Remember? The one we went to last week?" Where you broke a vase against the wall 3 feet from me?

 

[ERedBoyd]

Gears laid there for who knows how long, just resting from his encounter with the law. He pulled himself out of bed and walked over to the mirror and saw his face had a couple of swollen places, one on his jaw and the other his eye which was mostly swollen shut. He growled, "Fuck... "

His phone buzzed and he pulled it out and saw he had missed a text from Sav, "Good morning, sorry for all the trouble last night." Almost immediately after that he saw another text 'HELP'. He got a phone call and when he picked up he said, "Sav? Are you okay? Sav?"

He opened the text for her again and it showed a GPS locator on it and a dot heading out of town. He growled, "Bradley... you are fucking DEAD..."

He pulled out his box of guns, picked up, loaded it, silenced it and then headed out to intercept.

Following the dot, Gears drove his bike towards it and found himself pulling up to bed and breakfast. He had been here a few times, mostly for a quick fuck with a group of the eaters... however, when he saw that BMW parked outside building, he had confirmed his suspicions. He jumped off his bike and parked it just out of sight and watched.

A few minutes after parked, he watched as Bradley led Sav out of the front desk area and back outside, towards one little cabins they had scattered throughout the enclosed area. It was a touristy kind of spot for sure for those who wanted an experience other than a stale 16 by 12 cube with a bed.

He didn't think about his next move. He didn't have time to think. Bradley had Sav and that was all there was to it. He began running at full tilt, rage taking over! He growled, "YOU!!!"

Both Bradley and Sav turned and look at him in shock! Bradley had the card key already in the door though and kicked the door open, throwing Sav inside! He then spun and went to pull his gun!

Gears knew the moment he went for his gun, there was no way he could close the gap in time! Bradley was going to shoot him before he reached the man! He didn't care though, perhaps throwing his body at the bastard would give Sav enough time to get away!

To his surprise though, he saw Sav reaching for Bradley's gun as he reached for it! He turned and said something towards Sav as he tried to wrench the gun away from her grip! It gave Gears the exact right amount of time though to cross the distance and throw his shoulder into the gut of Bradley, sending both men flying into the room! Over and over they tumbled till they both came to a stop near the back of the room! Bradley reached for his gun and was shocked and furious to find it was missing! His eyes spun to Sav who stood there holding the gun looking as stunned as he was!

A moment later, Gears had his own gun out and aimed it at Bradley! The man's bravery crumpled before him as he backed up against the wall of the hotel and growled, "No! NO PLEASE!!"

Gears said nothing, just held his gun to Bradley. He turned his eyes to Sav who stood there trembling, holding the gun in their general direction, finger on the trigger... He side stepped towards her and snatched the gun from her hand too more roughly that he had intended! Bradley said, "You fucking ass hat! I am going to see you all in..."

Gears fired his silenced gun 3 times... all three into Bradley's head. The body slumped to the side, a trail of blood smearing the wall as he fell. Bradley was dead.

He turned and looked at Sav, a murderous rage in his face not directed at her but the man he just killed. She was a witness to a murder that could put him away for life. He stood and watched her waiting to see what she would do next.

 

[sweetlilith]

Savannah thought she heard the rumble of a Harley, but she didn’t see anyone as Bradley practically yanked her out of the front office towards the cabin he booked. The pit in her stomach grew. She saw the flash of the screen on her phone while still in the car, the call being ended about ten seconds into the drive. Bradley had just slid the keycard into the slot on the door when a rage filled roar came from behind them. They both turned.

You came.

Shoved into the room, Savannah stumbled a few steps. She spun back around and grabbed for Bradley's gun, trying to stop him, keep it from him. Gears was a blur through the door, knocking into Bradley, and they tumbled into the room. Bradley’s gun skittered across the floor and Savannah scurried after it. She aimed it towards Bradley, finger on the trigger. She breathed deeply, an attempt to get herself to stop shaking. Then the gun was harshly pulled from her hands, like she was a child who had something she shouldn’t have. 3 shots fired. Blood smeared down the wall, following Bradley’s limp body.

She stood there, staring at the lifeless form slumped against the wall for many long moments. She wasn’t a stranger to seeing people with gunshot wounds, they had a steady trickle of them through the ER. But rarely did they get anyone with a GSW to the head, let alone three. Bradley was dead. Her nightmare was dead, but she was already in the midst of a new one. Savannah looked up at Nathan, and he was watching her. She studied his face, noting several spots of swelling, including his eyes. What the hell happened to him?

There was time to answer that question. She needed to figure their way out of this. A strange calmness took hold of her, much like what she tapped into when chaos would erupt in the ER. She could panic and fall apart later.

"Give it to me.” Her demand seemed to surprise the rage out of his eyes as he gave her a questioning look. She held her hand out to him, more specifically for his gun. "Give me your gun." He didn’t move and she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as she worked through her idea. “I can wash off your prints, put his and mine on it. Tell the police it was self-defense. My dad being who he is, I’ve been to the range enough to be a decent shot.” Though three in the head would be hard to explain, she was always taught to shoot for center mass. “You can’t be here; they won’t believe anything I say if they even catch scent of you.”

 

[ERedBoyd]

'Good' he thought to himself, 'She is not turning to run away or going to call for help. She is looking to funnel him away from the danger' He had long since gotten used to seeing the dead, having witnessed and partaken in so many murdered. The shock of the act of killing a person so long gone into his past, much like a nurse adjusting to seeing vomit or shit from a patient. He smirked at her. She studied him for a long moment.

Slowly, he tucked his pistol back into the back of his pants. Nathan asked, "Are you okay?" He waited for her to nod, then glanced at the other pistol in his hand and tossed it on the dresser next to the corpse. He pulled out his phone and made two phone calls. The first he answered, "I need a clean up. The B&B East of town. Usual fee. Tonight at 11pm." He checked the time and saw he had about 12 hours to maintain the crime scene. After finishing the first call, he made the second call he made to Popeye, "Hey, the Bradley thing is taken care of. I will explain later. Wire the usual fee to Mr. King. No. You all stay there... oh wait, yeah. Got a BMW to sell to the chop shop. Send someone to come pick it up and come in quiet."

By the time he was done with his second call, he eyed Sav once more. He said, "Lock the door." He watched as she walked over and hesitated a moment, before doing as instructed. Gears walked into the bathroom and tore the plastic inner shower curtain off the hooks and walked over, laying it next to the body. He pulled Bradley's phone and wallet, as well as a pair of condoms from his pockets, the keys to his car and home, and then tore off the necklace of St. David's Cross from his chest, and then pulled the class ring from his finger. He then wrapped the corpse in the curtain, then carried it to the tub and dumped it inside. He closed the bathroom door and glanced at the mirror to see if there was any blood on his clothing.

He watched Sav standing there by herself just watching him. His eyes slid to wall, there was a moderate amount of blood on the wall and floor, but not too bad. Head shots can ooze tons of blood from shallow wounds but didn't bleed out as much as body cavity wounds. He watched his hands and checked his time. He finally said, "It's okay. I got this. Just sit down for a while. We have to stay here till dark now though. Did anyone other than the front desk clerk witness you and him?"

 

[sweetlilith]

He seemed almost amused as she spoke her plan aloud. Was it a bad plan? Sure, there were some holes that would need patching, but she saw no other feasible options. Instead of handing the gun over, he tossed it onto the dresser after tucking his back away. She nodded slowly when asked if she was okay. At least physically she was.

Two phone calls in the span of a minute. She should have realized he had connections and a process for situations like this. Clean up. Chop the car. Savannah did as she was told, engaging the deadbolt and then sliding the chain lock into the channel at the upper part of the door. She watched Nathan move as if rehearsed. He brought the shower curtain from the bathroom and laid it out on the floor before pulling personal items out of Bradley’s pockets. Then he wrapped him up and hid him away in the bathroom.

“No, just the old lady at the front,” Sav answered, sitting on the edge of the bed. She stared at the floor, her mind starting to race. “I should’ve never said yes,” she said quietly. “If I had never said yes to the ride home…” Then what? Would Bradley still have lost his mind? Would he have held her at gunpoint eventually? She looked up at Nathan, feeling his eyes on her. She likely wouldn't have crossed paths with him again. He wouldn't have been there... She looked down again, trying to keep her eyes off the blood that splattered the wall. If she was going to be stuck there till night, she needed to stop thinking of the 'what-ifs.' She took a deep breath. "Thank you. Again."

 

[ERedBoyd]

Gears studied her not really sure what to expect from her. Most people freak out when it comes to dead people and murder. Sure her being in the medical field numbed her to the idea of a corpse or being shot or what have you, but this was different. She had watched him murder Bradley in cold blood. How would she handle this kind of news? What should he do about it? Could he trust her to keep this to herself? There was a code that came with any black op like this, erase any and all witnesses not of the gang. If she couldn't be trusted by him, she would be considered a witness he would have to off.

When she thanked him again, he removed his own gun from the back of his belt and set it on the table near the second gun. Before anyone else got involved, he had to know for himself whether he could trust her or not. Fucking her and trusting her were two completely different things. He walked over to her and dropped onto his knees in front of her. His hand reached up and touched her chin and said, "You are welcome. Guys like that, there is only one way to stop them. Do you understand me?"

He watched her eyes shift up to him and slowly nod. He said, "I need to know... I did this for you. I did this to save you. I am guessing by the way you texted me and the way he somewhat dragged you into the room, you didn't come with him willingly right?"

Again, she slowly nodded. Were the effects starting to kick in on her? She looked as if she trembled slightly. Yes, a man was murdered to protect her and the murderer now knelt in front of her watching her warily. He said, "Listen, there is a lot to take in. We are going to stay here for a while, then when I get my team doing what they do, you are going to come with me back to my house." He gently pulled her into his arms and hugged her a moment.

Her eyes shifted up and he saw a moment of possible fear in her eyes. Did she possibly think he was going to kill her or something? He raised a hand up and did something he had seen once in a movie (Face Off). He closed his eyes and pressed his fingers lightly on her forehead and gently moved his fingers down the curvature of her face. His touch was delicate and tender and when he opened his eyes once more, they locked on her and he said, "I ... need to know something though. This is going to be one of the most important things you have ever had to go through. I need to know that what you witnessed just a bit ago will stay here..." He tapped her temple lightly. He said, "You trusted me to save you from him. You trusted me to call on me multiple times against him. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist to link you and me together. Do you understand what I am trying to say baby?"

His eyes locked on hers. He studied every millimeter of her face, including the tears forming in her eyes. Tears could be good or bad. Her next words would determine his decision. He didn't want to do anything to hurt her and would protect her with his life... if he could trust her.

 

[sweetlilith]

She dropped off the bed, going to her knees between his as he pulled her into a hug. Brief panic shot through her at the mention of being brought back to his house. He responded by brushing his fingers over her face, his eyes closed for the short moment before staring back into hers. Her heart fluttered, the panic evolving into something… Different.

She knew what he was asking. He needed to know he could trust her completely. If he couldn't… There was a lot left unsaid, but it didn't need to be said.

He could have ignored her on every occasion she reached out, let her figure it out on her own. Their lives didn't need to be intertwined, shouldn't have been. But he stepped up every time she asked. At this point, she had more confidence in him than her own family, her own blood. Now it was her turn to prove herself.

Savannah nodded firmly before resting her forehead against his, her hands gently and carefully holding his face, avoiding the bruising and swelling that still showed around his eye and along his jaw. "You can trust me," she whispered. She searched his eyes for any sign of doubt that she needed to erase. She pulled back slightly and ran her hand lightly over his face, as he did to her. She had no idea what the hell it meant, but it seemed... Right. "I'm with you."

 

[ERedBoyd]

Gears waited till she confessed where her loyalty lie and finally nodded. He could trust her. He hoped. The only sure way to know though is through the passage of time. He was just about to say something when there was a heavy pounding on the door! He leapt to his feet, grabbing his pistol and quietly moved to the door. He peeked through the glass and instantly felt relief. It was Pops and Spark Plug, both wearing jackets and ball caps without their cut.

He glanced back to his girl and said, "It's okay. Toss me the BMW key." He waited for her to pull the key off the ring and then he took it and cracked the door open a bit saying, "Here fellas. Get it out of here."

"You good boss. Need anything else?" Pops said peeking through the crack of the door. It wasn't that Gears didn't trust Pops or any of his men, it was plausible deniability. What they didn't witness, they can't testify to.

Gears shook his head and said, "Nah... well... yeah... actually. When you get back to the house, have Keys bring us a pizza and a 6 pack of something. We have to stay here till dark."

Ink took the keys and said, "You got it boss. Don't do anything I wouldn't do..." He said as he glanced towards Sav in the room and smirked, "But if you do, take pictures..."

Gears smirked and said, "Shut the fuck up. See you later boys." He closed the door and locked it. He peeked through the window by the door and watched Spark Plug get into the BMW while Pops walked back to the black van of the clubs and the two drove off.

Gears turned back to look at Sav and said, "You doing okay? You good?"

Waiting for a nod, he sat down next to her and said, "So, tell me what happened. How is it you found yourself in this position?"

 

[sweetlilith]

She had moved to sit up against the headboard by the time he finished with his two men that came to retrieve the car, legs stretched out in front of her, hands in her lap where she was picking at her nails. When he sat down next to her, much in the same position, she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"I was fighting with my mom… I couldn't handle it any longer, so I left. I was driving and he ended up behind me. I tried to shake him, but he stayed on my ass so I stopped. I know, I shouldn’t have stopped. But I was just so angry, so mad at everyone for not doing anything to stop him and trying to convince me how great we were together and that I was making a mistake.” She paused, trying to line up her thoughts as they ran through her head. “I realized too late he had a gun, and he was drunk, and probably had something else on board too. Along with just being insane on his own. I couldn’t get back in my car and he was talking about how he wanted to work things out and he loved me, and he wouldn't get handsy again. But he just had this look in his eyes, like his soul was gone. Like no matter what I did, no matter what I said, he was going to end up killing me.”

At some point, while she was telling her story, they had shifted. Nathan’s arm was around Savannah’s shoulders, and she molded against his side while resting her head on his upper chest, arm lying lazily around his waist. “You… You were the only person I knew who could get to me fast enough.” She blinked back the tears that were once again threatening to fall, reminding herself again to not dwell on the what ifs. He made it, that was all that mattered.

Savannah looked up at him, and lifted her hand to trail a finger from his temple down to his jaw, looking at the bruising and swelling. Gears captured her hand in his and kissed the back of it, as if to assure her he was fine. “Did that happen after you left last night?” Bar fight? Did her dad have squad cars waiting for him a few blocks away?

 

[ERedBoyd]

Gears tensed slightly as she touched the bruise and he said, "This? Nah... I went back to the club and had a little run-in with Spike. We scrapped a bit. You should see him. It's all good." He lied. He knew she knew he lied. There was no way he was going to make her feel any fucking worse than she already does about what has happened the last little bit. He said, "This is going to be quite complicated I think with you and your parents though."

He felt her start to pull away a bit and reached around, pulling her onto his lap, straddling him and facing him as he rested on the head board. He said, "Listen, I don't give two shits about what most people think of me. I didn't get to the place I am at by caring what the average fool thought of me." He glanced at her saying, "An you are not an average fool."

He reached his fingers into her hair and took a grip of her head and gently pulled her to him, till their lips touched once again. His tongue slithered inside her mouth and he gently took the other hand to her right wrist and guided it behind her back slightly, pulling her closer to him. He kissed her even deeper, more invasive and yet softer and subtler too. There was no way she would be able to get around what he wanted with her now.

When Nathan finally came up for air, he let her hair go and slid under her top and slid it up over her head. He tossed the shirt in the opposite corner of the room. He then reached behind her back with one hand and unclasped her bra letting his fingers guide it off her body as well. He then leaned back and just looked up and down her naked upper body soaking in each and every inch of her. It didn't matter two shits to him that there was a corpse in the bathroom. He had his girl and he would keep her no matter what.