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Chapter 20

 

~
Kori

 

Saying goodbye….

 

        As we left the church and were riding to the burial ground I looked over and saw Skylar. She was having a hard time keeping herself under control. I just knew once we lowered him into the ground all of us Ol’ ladies were going to have to rally around her as the guys said their goodbyes. She was already weak with emotions; I can’t even fathom how she’s holding up as well as she has. Yes, she’s had breakdowns, but King wasn’t just her father, he was her best friend outside of Riley and Sadie.

 

     Once we pulled up in our uniform line behind the hearse I noticed Ryder having to hold Skylar up. She was already weak and drained. We had to walk a good block to the burial site. He was being laid to rest in the plot designated for all Rage Ryders. The Ol’ ladies would be buried on top of their men. I’m not sure how ethical or legal it is, but the guys have had this all paid up and planned with the gravesite directors. I know I am proud and would be honored to lay on top of Tic, I can guard him in the afterlife the way he guards me in this life. The more I think about death and how unexpected it is, the guiltier I feel for running and hiding from him for the last four years. I should’ve trusted him to watch over Lila and me.

 

       I notice Ryder nearly trip as he is lost in his own head that holding Skylar up almost becomes too much for him. Suddenly, he grabs her and pulls her into his arms and whispers in her ear for only her to hear. She nods and looks up at him and I watch the love shining in his eyes as he wipes tears from her eyes. I know this isn’t the right time, but I can’t help but admire the love these two have for each other. I must have stopped to watch because Tic pulls my hand urging me along beside him.

 

“Sorry babe, just wanted to make sure Skylar is alright before we move on. I worried there for a minute she was going to collapse.”

 

     The way he looks at me has me stopped in my tracks. He is showing me the love he has for me and my worries for his family.

 

“I love you, Angel, I have no idea how I’d make it through this without you. You and Lil’ Bit are the only reason I haven’t gone after the son of a bitch myself.”

 

       Looking in his eyes I can see he’s telling me the truth. Telling me we are his world, before all others. It’s a look I will cherish until the day I take my last breath. We all move along and take positions around King’s casket. Every one of us women stand next to our men. We are all cocooned in their arms as they hold on to us, needing us to keep them standing, keep them sane, and keep them from going on each and every single one of their own suicide mission in retaliation for their President being taken from them. Before they were ready to say goodbye.

         As soon as the pastor says his last religious farewell’s it’s time for us women to say goodbye individually so the guys can give King his brotherhood farewell.  Each one of us makes it through, even Skylar, without collapsing or losing it, other than the tears each of us leaks from our eyes as we give our private farewell.  We stand back giving the guys room to surround their President. We hold hands and bow our heads as his blessing to walk and ride in the afterlife is given by each and every one of his brothers and all of the other clubs King’s made an impact on.

 

 

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Chapter 21

 

~
Tic

 

 

           I keep an eye on the women as they say their own goodbyes, preparing for my brothers and myself to gather around King’s casket to give him his final send-off. I can’t help but have my eyes on my Angel and Skylar. Each in their own ways having a difficult time with today. Kid is holding up surprisingly well. Not sure if he’s accepted his father’s death, or if he’s holding strong in front of his brothers. Either way, I’m fuckin’ proud of my brother.

 

         It’s time and all I can think of is, why him, why now? Jed says a final prayer over his casket and steps back givin’ us room to give our Prez, our leader, our father and one of the only men I’ve ever known.

 

In unison, as if we’ve been practicin’ we all send King to his final restin’ place. We say our biker prayer as if it’s scripture. As if we’ve known this and said it a million times. Truth is, we learn it just as we learn our bylaws.

 

Biker above who rides with the Angels, guide us as we mount our ride.

Guide us along our way with the halo your wear and keep us safe from harm today.

Let your wings carry us through the wind and surround us as we are coursing through our journey. You are the sun shining upon us as we make our way through the day.

Watch over your brothers and sisters who ride for you.

Keep us safe from harm as our wheels travel the ground.             

Help us return safe and sound should any disaster come our way.

Guide us through the pearly gates of heaven should we ever join you, our fallen brother.

Stay true our brother, and guide us safely if we ever should have to join you.

 

We said in unison, as if we were a well-oiled machine.

 

Chapter 22

 

                
~
Tic

 

 

It was very solemn as we made our way into the clubhouse followed by Jed and his club. No one was talking, laughing or communicating in the least. First things first I went in search of my little girl. I needed to hold her in my arms, needing both of my girls close to me. Findin’ Lil’ Bit readin’ or pretendin’ to read on the couch in the community room pulled my heart strings. She tries so hard to be big, wantin’ to do things she’s too little for. I wish she wasn’t in a hurry to grow up. I need her to be little for as long as possible.

 

I go to her and pick her up. Surprisin’ her a little if the giggle she lets out with a tiny squeal is any indication.

 

“Daddy! Your back home. I missed you, is Uncle King on his way to heaven now? He’s gonna make a perty angel to watch over me.”

 

I felt a tear leak from my eye as my beautiful girl says this to me. How do I respond without breakin’ down in front of my baby?

 

“Yes darlin’, your uncle has gone home now and will always be your guardian angel watchin’ over you. You’re a very lucky little girl to have someone as special as he was to guide you and protect you.”

 

“I knowa that daddy! Buts I gotta you and all my other Uncles too.”

 

“That you do, Baby, that you do.”

 

I walk to the buffet line to join my Angel here on earth with our daughter securely in my arms. I can’t put her down just yet. Kori recognizin’ this grabs me a plate as I grab one for our daughter. I go down the line lettin’ her tell me what she wants on her plate. My lil one sure knows what she will and won’t eat. Apparently, the only vegetable that doesn’t make her throw up is corn on the cob. I look at Kori and see her amusement, I’m thinkin’ the little shit just played me.

 

“Tic, you know that’s a load of shit, right?” Kori ask me.

 

Me bein’ me I give her my ‘no shit’ look. I may be new to the whole ‘Daddy thing’, but I wasn’t born yesterday. I look at my girl in my arms and she’s givin’ her momma the stink eye. I can’t help it. I laugh like I didn’t think was possible today. The guys look to see what coulda gotten me all stitched up like this, and they notice the stink eye, too. Next thing I know, there’s not a brother not bent over in tears of laughter. My baby girl single-handedly broke the tension in the room. We all finally started livin’ just a little ‘cause of this marvelous little girl. I even glance over Skylar and Kid’s way and notice they’ve also let go and are chucklin’ at her.

 

Thank God for little girls and their stink eyes at their mommas, this may just be what the doctor ordered for each one of us. Next thing I know we’re all sittin’ around the table tellin’ stories of King. Some are amazin’ and some not so much. But every single one of us shares our fondest memories. Whether it was him meetin’ us, savin’ us or tearin’ hide off one of our asses. This may turn out to be an okay day after all.

Chapter 23

 

~
Tic

 

 

The day went quickly after we ate. Jed said his peace over losin’ his lifelong best friend, as he left he decided he needed to take Sniper with him for a getaway. He said to expect our VP back in a few days. He promised to get a read on him and let us know where his head’s at. From what I experienced today watchin’ the man who’s next in line to run the club, I don’t feel he’ll be ready anytime soon to take matters over. We’re gonna have to take over for him till he’s back amongst the living.

 

Hopefully, it will be sometime in the near future, as we have a man or two, hell maybe a dozen or so to put to ground. If Sniper can’t get his shit together and take over the role of Prez, we’re gonna have to vote his ass out and vote amongst ourselves of who our new leaders will be. As I lay here in my bed lost in thoughts I hear my door shut puttin’ me on alert. I jump up quickly pullin’ my gun from under my pillow.

 

“Fuck, Angel! You scared the shit outta me. I thought you were with Lil’ Bit and the girls.”

 

“We were, Babe, but Riley asked if she could take Lila home. Of course, I thought since that meant a little alone time, we could play. You know, without me having to hold back as to not wake up our daughter.”

 

I raise my eye brow at her in anticipation. I love it when my girl’s nice and horny. Makes for a good time for me. I let her take the lead when she’s like this and then ‘boom’ I can no longer contain the beast. Still, I sit still with no words, wantin’ to see what she has planned first. She walks to me, shakin’ those hips to entice me. Little does she realize, her walkin’ into a room is all it takes for my dick to go hard as a steel rod.

 

She slowly begins to remove her clothing, I lay back and enjoy the show. And a show she makes of it. Removin’ each article of clothing a piece at a time. When she gets to her undergarments she stops and slowly climbs her way from the foot of the bed over my body. She gives me a breathtakin’ kiss that has us both pantin’ for air to reach our lungs.

 

“Just lay back Babe, and enjoy the release I’m fixing to give you. Then, you can take care of me.”

 

Fuck yes! But first, I’m gonna enjoy mine. Then, she’s gonna get my mouth all over her voluptuous body. She achingly slowly removes my belt, causin’ me to lift my hips so she can remove it. I watch as my belt flies through the air and lands near the door. My button fly has nothin’ on her skilled fingers. She rips my crotch area open with one swift pull. Seein’ as I went commando today and she’s already got my dick ready for action my pants don’t even get removed. My members standin’ tall and proud, ready for action. Makin’ it where she doesn’t need to remove my pants to get at the prize she’s seekin’.

 

“Mmmm…this is what I’m talking about. He knows who to salute and who’s gonna take him to heaven.”

 

“Damn straight he does, Angel. You’re the only one he needs and has a desire to have those luscious lips wrapped around him.”

 

Our banter doesn’t make it any further than this, ‘cause next thing I know she has her tongue out and swippin’ my dick from root to tip. Always has to get a little taste before she takes him all the way into her mouth. She steadily kept herself busy lickin’ and suckin’ on him before she took him fully into her mouth. I let out a relieved moan at finally feelin’ her heat surroundin’ my aching cock.

 

I pulled my hands up over my head holdin’ onto the bed so I didn’t grab ahold of her long brown hair and fuck her mouth like my gut was beggin’ me to do. I wanted to let her have her way. Let her do what she wants, payback will be tenfold of her teasin’ ways once I got my mouth on her. She looked simply erotic takin’ my cock to the back of her throat, swallowin’ it once it hit her tonsils.

 

Leanin’ my head back to enjoy the sensations runnin’ from my dick to my spine all the way down to my feet. I couldn’t help himself, even with my hands occupied holdin’ onto the bed, I started pumpin’ my cock in and out of her mouth. Findin’ the perfect rhythm together, hearin’ her slurpin’ noises set me off sooner than I’d preferred to let go of the sensations I was feelin’. Dirty fuckin’ minx was gonna pay for makin’ me lose control. Don’t get it wrong, I loved the sounds of her slurpin’ and gaggin’ on my cock, but seriously I prided myself on control. Only my Ol’ lady could make me lose control the way I did. Well, payback was lookin’ more fun than it was earlier when we started this.

 

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