Claiming the Knights (23 page)

             
Jewl walked up and put her arms around Drifter's middle. Sissy tipped her head just a little to see her. “Who's the girl Nate?” Jewl asked.

             
Sissy assumed she was just another mean woman like the other two that stood there a few minutes before.

             
Drifter answered, “Club business babe. Can you get me some food please?”

             
“Yep, coming right up babe,” Jewl said, disappearing in the kitchen.

             
The three men sat down across from Sissy and Nate. What did they want from her, is all she could think. Why were they keeping her? Why didn't they kill her? She had so many questions, but didn't dare ask.

             
“When you to two jailbirds get done eating, you take her back to the room and secure her, we need to talk,” Scooter told Nate. Jewl came back in with two plates. Scooter and Dean got up and let Jewl sit and eat with Drifter.

             
“What's your name?” Jewl asked.

             
Sissy tipped her head up again to see Jewl, waiting for her to be a bitch like the others. “My name is Sissy.” She put her head back down.

             
“Well looks like my clothes fit you pretty good,” Jewl said noticing what Sissy was wearing. Anne had asked her for a few items of clothing, but she hadn't said why.

             
Sissy looked at Jewl once more. “Thank you,” she said to Jewl.

             
“Are you two done jackin' your jaws? I gotta get her back to her room,” Nate said, grabbing both plates and standing. “Come on, playtime's over.” Sissy got up and followed him into the kitchen, and then down the hall.

             
Jewl watched the whole thing and then turned to Drifter.

             
“Don't ask babe, club business. She is being taken care of, no one will hurt her,” Drifter said, stopping Jewl from even asking. She laid her head on his arm for a moment and then got up to help Anne in the kitchen.

Chapter 17

              Scooter, Drifter, Dean, John, and Crazy Nate all sat at the big table in the meeting room.

             
“Anyone have any ideas on what the hell we should do with this bitch?” Scooter asked looking around at his brothers, but settling is gaze on Nate.

             
“I don't know what the fuck to tell you Pres. The bitch has made a 180. No more smart mouth. I think she is scared shitless. Thought I was bringing her to my room for a fuck. I was just tryin' to be nice and give her a bed to fuckin' sleep on,” Nate explained

             
“Since when were you nice to anyone?” Dean said, only half joking.

             
“Seriously guys, it might be an act, but this bitch sober is a whole different person. She is scared, doin' what the fuck she's told and I don't know what the fuck to do with her?” Nate put his head in his hands for a second, and then looked at Scooter. “How much longer do I have to babysit?”

             
Drifter didn't wait for Scooter's answer and said, “Until we figure out what the fuck to do with her. Shoulda just offed the bitch. This whole thing is fucked up.” He shook his head at all the fucked up shit that the club was going through.

             
“We could ship her off to Joel and Raw. Let Joel have his fucked up sister back,” John suggested.

             
“That might be an option. I'll shoot a text to Raw and see what he thinks,” Drifter said and they ended the meeting.

             
“Well fuck. So much for my plans to fuck the hell outta Daisy tonight,” Nate said as they all filed out of the room. The rest of the men were laughing, grateful that it was Nate who got stuck with babysitting.

              Nate continued his routine of taking care of her. She slowly started to open up to him, so he started asking her questions to see how far he could push her. It started out as a game for him. He liked mind games and this was a perfect scenario.

             
“So why did you do it?” he asked the sobered girl.

             
“Because I wanted my brother back. He takes care of me and when he disappeared, I was lost,” she answered.

             
Nate kept going, “You have any idea how badly you fucked up taking the Pres' ol' lady?”

             
“Yeah, I do now. Todd and I had done meth a few times and I knew how it changed me. Gave me the guts to do stuff I would never do. Todd liked it when I was like that, so we did it to do the kidnapping,” Sissy kept her head down while explaining.

             
“Todd sounds like a real fuckin' peach. Glad he's fuckin' gone,” Nate stated. “Enough for today. You gotta piss? I got shit to do, so you’re gonna be in here for a few hours. I’ll take you out for dinner later.” He jingled the handcuffs that were on the table.

             
“Yes, please,” she said.

             
After she used the bathroom, he tied her up to the chair and left.

              Scooter and Nikki made an offer on the house. Kim, the real estate agent, was very reserved for the rest of the process, but she did her job. Nikki took her aside a few times and explained that it was business as usual and they all needed to act like nothing had happened. Kim just smiled and nodded, but Nikki could tell that was beyond what she was capable of.

             
The sellers had accepted the offer and it was just a matter of time before it closed. Nelly and Jen were super excited to move with the promise of horses and staying in the same schools.

             
Nikki had started packing up the little house and helping Scooter pack some of his stuff from Meagan and Joe's place. Once again, things had settled in the club. Life was going smooth.

             
Judy was still trying to find George and Sam. She had the cops involved, but since it was obvious that there was no foul play and George had packed a bag, there was nothing for the police or her to do until he came back, or contacted her. Nikki knew that wasn't going to happen, but she kept up with the charade.

             
Scooter had sat Nikki down and explained the situation with Sissy and Joel, and that Sissy was being held at the club house. He told her their plan as a club was to hand her back over to her brother in Chicago, but until that could happen, she would be at the club house with Nate babysitting. Nikki was understanding of the club and their decision, but decided to stay away as much as possible. After Sissy had kidnapped her and roughed her up, she just wanted to pay her back. This MC ol' lady thing was really growing on her. Throwing a few punches would be great to set that stupid bitch straight.

             
It was only a matter of time before the two women would come face to face. Nikki was in the club shop bringing a few of the guys some parts they’d ordered, when in walked Nate. Trailing behind him was his charge, Sissy.

             
Instinct took over. Nikki lunged at Sissy, only to feel an arm wrap around her waist and pull her back. “No need for that Nik.” Turning her head, she saw Joe had grabbed her. When she looked back at Sissy, she was crying and standing behind Nate, hiding her face.

             
“You better hide you stupid little BITCH!” Nikki yelled.

             
Nate had a tight hold of Sissy's wrist. She had graduated from handcuffs to a firm wrist hold. As he steered her out of the room, Sissy peered around from behind Nate and spoke.

             
“I am so sorry I did that to you. I was high and wanted my brother back. I will do whatever I can to make it up to you and the club.” And before Nikki could even get a good look at her, she was back behind Nate again.

             
Nate quickly did an about face and pushed Sissy back through the door they had just entered. “Move bitch, you just keep causing trouble.” She was sobbing as they left.

             
Joe let go of Nikki. She put the parts on the bench and walked out without another word.

             
About twenty minutes later, here came Scooter.

             
“Hey babe, hear you are kickin' ass in the shop,” he said leaning on the door jam.

             
“Sorry, just instinct kicked in.” She knew she shouldn't have tried to attack her. Scooter was taking care of it, but seeing her was too much.

             
“It's cool, Sunshine,” he smiled at her. “Just so you know, she is a whole different person off the meth. She and her dumb ass man were high as fuckin' kites when they took you. It's no fucking excuse, but the bitch is scared shitless now that she is sober. She is crying a lot and doing what she’s told.”

             
“Won't happen again. Just gonna avoid the club house till the bitch is gone,” she said as she started to work at her desk again.

             
Scooter stood there and watched her. After a few moments she looked up.

             
“What?” she asked, expecting him to leave.

             
Scooter put out his hand, and beckoned her with his finger.

             
She got up and started to step towards him. He turned and shut the door, then walked over and shut the door to the garage. She stood there as he passed her and he dropped the blinds on the windows.

             
“Sit back at your desk,” he ordered her. She stepped back until her legs felt the chair behind her and she sank her ass into it.

             
He walked over in front her, bent down and kissed her. “I love it when my bitch is a badass. It turns me the fuck on.” As he kissed her, he found the lever on the chair and lowered it. She yelped as the chair suddenly sank. He stood up and her face was level with his cock.

             
“I thought this would work. Go ahead Sunshine,” he suggested and ordered at the same time.

             
She undid his jeans and pulled at the waistline, releasing him. He watched her. From his vantage point he could see her legs splayed out to the side, allowing him to stand directly in front of her and he could see right down her shirt. She looked up at him as she wrapped her hand around his cock, guiding the tip into her mouth. She closed her eyes as her cheeks drew in. He could see and feel the suction as she started to work both her hand and mouth over him, again and again. He couldn't help it as he ran his hands through her hair, gathering it at the back of her head to push and pull her head to his rhythm. He threw his head back in ecstasy as she worked him, experimenting with how far down her throat she could take him. He slid a hand down into her shirt and found her nipple already hard. Pinching and twisting, she let out a moan that encompassed his cock and vibrated. He continued switching back and forth, giving each nipple attention and enjoying the moaning. When he looked down again, he saw that Nikki had her hand down the front of her pants and she was getting herself off. With that, and seeing her lips wrapped around him, he lost it. As he came and she swallowed, she also sped up her fingers and brought herself over the edge. Swallowing hard, she caught her breath.

             
He pulled out of her mouth. She pulled her hand out of her pants. He grabbed her by the wrist and sucked on her fingers, savoring the taste of her. He let go of her wrist, put himself back in his pants, and did them up.

             
“Thanks Sunshine, you’re a bad ass and suck a mean cock,” he winked at her and walked out.

             
She sat there, recovering from her orgasm. A moment later when she opened the blinds, she could see Scooter as he walked into the club house door.

             
She reflected on the past several months and thought of the changes in her life, in the girls’ lives, and what she had become. She was an ol' lady, still cringing just a little at that name. But the name was all she was cringing about. The rest of it she was getting more and more comfortable with. Even being kidnapped, she knew that he would come for her. She was scared and what happened to her was fucked up, but she knew she would be saved.

             
She refocused on her desk and started back at her work.

              Nate took Sissy back to her room and tied her in the chair. “I hope they figure out what the fuck to do with you soon. I’m getting sick of taking care of you and keeping you from getting your ass kicked. I should just let Nikki do it,” he growled at her and tightened the ropes on her wrists.