Claiming the Knights (24 page)

             
“I am so sorry. I know I fucked up. I don't know what to do to make it right. You all scare the hell outta me,” she continued to sob.

             
He couldn't help but think it might all be an act. After several days of her crying at the drop of a hat, and obeying everything he said, he was starting to think this was her true self. A meek, timid, little thing that got fucked up with the wrong dude, and desperate to get her brother back. But hearing her cry was beginning to take its toll on him too. The more he saw how vulnerable she was, the more he wanted to nail her. Tying her up and leaving her for a while was his way of coping with the situation. He slammed the door and locked it. After he locked the door, he went to find Daisy or Jam Box, or both. He had some steam to let go of.

             
When he entered the big room from the hallway, he saw Daisy sitting at one of the tables, but no Jam Box. He just bumped his chin at her, and headed back down the hall. By the time he got to his door and had his key in the lock, she was behind him with her hands around his middle, undoing his leathers.

             
He wanted it rough. After shutting the door, he grabbed her by the hair. She squealed in surprise and excitement. He moved her to the end of the couch and pushed her head down, hard. He reached down with the other hand, pulled himself out of his leathers and then lifted her skirt up around her waist. He didn't bother with her lacy panties. Just moving them to the side, he positioned himself and slammed into her. Her face was smashed down on the pillow he had been sleeping with.

             
“Put your arms behind your back bitch,” he commanded. She did and he grabbed a wrist in each hand and pulled on them, using them as leverage as he continued his rough assault on her. She was grunting and breathing through each thrust as he bottomed out each time. He found himself looking over at the bed and the handcuffs that were still attached to the metal rung on his headboard. He thought of Sissy lying there vulnerable, just hours before.

             
He shook his head trying to erase that shit from it, and looked down at the dark skinned girl below him, taking whatever he gave her. Daisy just wanted a chance to be “the one”. All the club pussy was after that. They just didn't get it... no club member wanted to latch onto what most his brothers had passed around. With that thought, he let go of her wrists and grabbed her hips so he could finish what he started. Another minute went by and he came. It was nothing special and as he pulled out and did up his pants, he found himself looking at the handcuffs again. This time, the pillow too. He shooed Daisy out the door, smacking her on the ass. As soon as the door shut, he walked to the bed and picked up the pillow, smelling it. He could smell Sissy all over it. He hardened again instantly.

             
What the fuck? He thought to himself.

Chapter 18

              Raven had been thinking more and more about Raw since her chance meeting with Joel in the parking lot the week before. Had he given Raw the note? What did Raw think about it? Did he still think about her or had she been just another warm body to enjoy?

             
He had told her that he had no place for a real relationship in his life. He told her that he loved many women, and always left them. But he also told her that he wanted to give her a year to see how they both felt. What did that mean to him? Was it just what he did with all the vulnerable women he was with to assure they would be there the next time he came around? Did he have a woman in every town?

             
She couldn't stop the constant barrage of questions that filled her head when she wasn't staying busy, so she chose to take on more and more hours at work, and class time at school. Anything to keep her occupied and out of her own mind.

             
The busy schedule was catching up with her. She was feeling more tired by the day and had even thrown up a few times. She chalked it up to stress and fatigue, but she continued to keep up with her busy schedule.

              Raw got back to Chicago and unpacked, but kept the note in his pocket. Whenever he thought about her, he would put his hand there on his chest, and smile to himself. He had never offered any woman a year commitment to see her again. The promise is what kept him from falling apart at the seams. He had fallen for her from first sight. He kept thinking back to her walking through the coffee shop door and that ass of hers, as he insisted she walk out first. Oh that ass, and then he got to have all of it just days later. For several days, she gave everything she had to him.

             
Even though he had these overwhelming feelings for Raven, and couldn't stop thinking about her, he still had needs and didn't hesitate to fulfill them. There were others that would come around for their turn to feel like the only woman in the world just for a night. He loved women. That was part of the freedom that he was so unwilling to give up to be with just one. He was considering that with Raven, but while the year was ticking away, he would indulge.

             
The Northwest Knights had suggested that eventually, or as soon as possible, they would like to hand Joel's sister over to him. Scooter and Drifter had both discussed this with Raw, but he said it was not an option while Joel was being trained and living with him. They all agreed to keep it quiet with Joel. Raw wanted his full attention while he was training him to be the best hit man he could be. If Joel knew that as soon as he was trained he would get his little sister back, he would rush through everything. Raw didn't like to rush.

              Raven and Anne had swept the whole thing under the rug and decided to start new.  Anne had admitted that it wasn't fair for her to expect Raven to not fall for a bad boy, but as a mom, she was very concerned for Raven's safety and well being. Raven understood that her mom was trying to protect her, but that didn't change how she felt about Raw. Anne knew this. Anne and Raven did their best to enjoy each other's company over weekly lunch dates and had movie nights at Anne's when Dean was away on club business. Raven continued to live with Meagan and Joe, but keeping busy with her work and school life kept her away from them too. Seeing them loving each other and all their displays of affection was more than she could take. She found herself getting more emotional as time went on, instead of the opposite. She was starting to cry at the drop of a hat.

              Meagan and Joe were doing very well together. Since Meg had grown up with her dad in the club, she was the perfect ol' lady, never complaining about Joe being gone on runs, or the late nights taking care of club business.

             
Joe was over the top happy with Meg. She could be a bit high maintenance with her appearance, clothes, hair, nails, and of course shoes. Other than that, she was there for him 100%. The only thing looming over his head was Scooter was still planning to take him in the ring and beat the shit outta him for going behind his back and messing with Meagan. Joe knew the day would come and he would have to deal with it.

             
The next club picnic was coming up. Meagan had baked some cookies for the event. It would be at the club lot this time. Sometimes it would be at a park or out at the river, but this time it was at the club.

             
Saturday morning came. Meagan bagged up all the cookies and packed them in the saddle bag of Joe's bike and they were off. As soon as they pulled into the lot and he saw all the brothers were gathered around and applauding him, he knew this was it.

             
“What's going on?” Meg leaned up towards his ear and asked him over the rumble of the bike.

             
That is when Scooter walked up as Joe parked his bike in the line with the others.

             
“Time's up Joe. You ready to get your ass kicked for messing with my baby behind my back?”

             
Meg's mouth came open, “Daddy, you can't really do that.”

             
Scooter was about to speak, when Joe did.

             
“Nope babe, I am getting what is coming to me. You can't stop it, so just stay back,” Joe ordered her.

             
Scooter was a little annoyed that Joe was talking to his baby like that, but it was what she needed to hear. “Yep, Baby Girl. He fucked up and he is gonna pay. You made a fuckin' choice to stand by him, so now you get to see how much I love you and what it will take for me to let you go.”

             
Joe conceded to his punishment and after the club and families had eaten, it was time for the fight. Most of the ol' ladies took their kids home. Some stayed and sent their kids home with others to be picked up later.

             
Meg tried to retreat into the clubhouse, but was stopped short by Drifter. “Where you goin' kiddo?” he asked her.

             
“I don't wanna watch. It's too much,” she explained, attempting to go around him and Jewl.               Drifter stepped in front of her again saying, “Not how that works hun. You have to go watch. It's your place to be ringside and cheer on your man.”

             
“Oh come on Drifter, it's me. I don't have to. I will just come out in a little while.” She again tried to get past him.

             
This time he grabbed her arm, and swung her around. The look on her face was pure shock. “What are you doing? Let me go,” she said, expecting him to realize that she was Scooter's daughter, and to let go of her.

             
“Today you are Joe's ol' lady. So with that being understood, I will make sure that you are front and center like the club Pres requested,” Drifter said and started pulling her towards the ring. It was just on the other side of the club shop, hidden from the street.

             
When they came into sight, Scooter was in the ring, warming up. He saw Drifter bringing Meg back to the ring, and nodded at him. Meagan saw the interaction and she knew this was her lesson in the whole thing. Her dad wanted her to see this. The consequences to her actions.

             
The fight was brutal. Joe did his best to keep up. They both had gloves on, but with Scooter's bigger build and taller frame, Joe didn't stand much of a chance. Scooter let him get a few good licks in, but in the end, he beat the shit outta him.

             
Meagan cried and tried to close her eyes, but Drifter reminded her of her duty and she did her best to cheer for Joe through her tears.

             
When all was done, Joe was taken to his club room with Drifter and Dean's help. Meg just glared at everyone, especially her dad. She locked them all out of his room and took care of Joe.

             
It was the next day before he was able to walk out to his bike and take Meg home. He was glad it was over and still felt like it was well worth it to be able to have Meg on his bike and in his life. He could now give her a property cut and an engagement ring, but that was gonna have to wait till he could move better.

             
Scooter was glad it was over too. Putting his baby girl in the middle of that shit was messed up. He’d spent years doing his best to protect her from all of it, but she had made her choice. He had to do what was right for the club and the respect of its members. She had to be an ol' lady and stand by her man. She would get over it and he knew she still loved him.