Harder (Sensual Biker Romance, Spanking, Dark Romance) (5 page)

I walk to the car and slide in knowing that gang will handle my ride.

“Where’s Jenny?” Chance asks the girls as they sleepily lean against the car door. “She’s with Snake,” Veronica mumbles.

“Damnit,” Chance yells as he hits the side of the car door.

“Who’s Snake?” I ask.

“Only the city’s mob boss,” he says sighing.

I know what this means, Jenny has likely been already deflowered.

“Chance, I’m sorry,” I say rubbing his arm. He looks down and me and kisses my forehead.

“You did great in there, you have grown up so fast,” he says with almost a sense of sadness in his tone.

“At least we got these two out,” he looks over at the girls as they lean against each other in the car.

“Chance, there were so many girls,” I whisper.

“I know, it’s really a dark horrible underworld,” He says tightly. I wonder if something like this has happened before.

Once we get back to the bar, we return the girls to their parents a friendly older couple. The girls’ tough exterior biker father starts to ball like a baby as he holds his precious girls in his arms.

“Frank,” Chance says looking at him.

“We will get her back,” he promises him.

Chance drives us home on his bike and we are greeted by Star meowing for food.

“Piglet,” I say to her as I fill her bowl.

“Do you want a beer?” I ask Chance.

“No, just you,” he says. I watch his tired face as he sinks down on the couch.

“Come on let’s go to bed,” I say pulling on him.

He grunts as he gets up off the couch.

I want to forget everything I saw, I want to drown in lust with Chance. I slip off my clothes, pull off his pants, and climb into bed with him. As I climb on top of Chance I slowly, slide down his body kiss him softly and tracing my fingers around his, six pack.  I make my way to his cock and slip it into my mouth. I suck softly at first and feel it becoming harder in my mouth, it grows fast and soon it is hot and hard for me.  I slowly lick up and down his shaft swirling my tongue around the tip gently flicking the tip with my tongue.

I quickly start to bob my head up and down, I feel myself becoming wet from the thought of pleasuring him fully. I moan softly as slip my hand between my legs and suck on his cock.  We play together both trying to forget the world.

In the morning, I find chance on the phone talking loudly about how to breach Snake’s inner circle. I start cooking breakfast and make coffee, I sit down eating while I listen to him talk.  He really is the boss I smile to myself. 

A month passes without word on Jenny.  Chance has his men fanned out searching for her daily and reporting in.  I start to feel at home with the gang and comfortable holding my own with the tougher ones. With each day that passes Frank becomes more violent he looks warn to the bone when we see him.

We go to the bar daily together and I pass my time with some of the women.

BJ wasn’t too happy about it but she slowly stopped hanging around the bar as often.

“Sasha, come here,” I hear Veronica call me from the back yard of franks large home.  His house is home base to all affiliated with the gang, a place everyone can meet and use.

“What’s up,” I ask as I sit on the couch looking through a magazine.

“Just come here,” she calls.

I get up and walk through the kitchen to the back porch to see her standing with Melody they are holding up a quilt they have been working on together.

“Wow, it looks amazing girls,” I say as I walk closer to admire it.  I was surprised to learn how down to earth most biker families were. Not everyone at the gatherings participated in the illegal side business some were legitimate business owners. A few of the families I met had normal children, and some that were clearly being brought up to take on the biker mentality.

Veronica and Melody were settling in after their horrible ordeal by focusing on things that made them happy.  I sat back on a small wooden chair and watched them as they goofed around in the yard like small children.  It was difficult to image girls like these belonged to a hard-core criminal, he clearly wanted to protect his daughters at all cost.  They were taken while walking home from school. If one of Chance’s informants had not of seen who took them we may have never found them.

“Sasha,” I feel Chance’s warm hands on my shoulders. 

“Hey you, I thought you wouldn’t be here until dinner time,” I look up smiling. I feel my heart beat a little faster when I am around Chance. 

“We have some news about Jenny,” he whispers in my ear.

I stand up and walk with him around the garden.

“So she’s been traded?” I say in shock. It was a hard knocks of life for women caught in slave trafficking.  They were merchandise. They are heavily used and sometimes thrown out like trash.

I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek.

“Poor girl,” I can’t help but think it could easily be me in her place.

“Chance, what is Frank going to do?” I ask in fear.

“Oh he’s going in with guns,” He says tightly.

“His little girl has been passed around… she might not even be able to…” his voice trails off.

“Why can’t we go to the police?” I ask.

“Yeah, no, Frank runs a crooked side business,” he sternly reminds me.

“I know but they must want to stop what is happening to these girls,” I stammer.

“We need to get to her, we are going tonight,” he says.

“We? You mean you’re going?” I ask.

“I can’t not go, she’s like a little sister,” Chance says pulling away from me.

“Then I am going too,” I insist. I feel my heart flutter I can’t be apart from him.

“No, you can’t get hurt,” He raises his voice. I don’t want to back down even from him.

“Chance,” I don’t know how to convince him.

“That’s my final word,” he barks.

“Chance you don’t own me!” I yell back

“Sasha, I know you are just wanting to help, but I can’t fight with worrying if you’re hurt.  You must stay here,” he says looking into my eyes. I knew I was important to Chance but I didn’t realize he had started to feel this way about me. Maybe I am more to him than just a girl.

I slump my shoulders forward. I know he is right.  I realize something has changed between us. 
Maybe I am his now.

I kiss him passionately before he rides off with the gang.  I am left to pace and worry over him as he travels across country. The rumor was she had been traded to a group known for pimping their girls out.  The way these groups worked was shuffling girls around or even across states to keep them from being found by the authorities.   High quality stalk wasn’t easily stolen and kept if it stayed in one place too long.

A few days go by without word from the group.

“Don’t worry Sasha he will be back soon,” Veronica says as she gathers up her things. “I’m going into town, do you need anything? Tampons, Cigs?” She asks.

“No I am fine,” I laugh. As she walks out the door, it hits me. It’s been over a week, no I can’t be.

I run outside, “Veronica, I will come with you,” I say. 

Inside the store, I separate from Veronica and find a test.  I go into the restroom quickly and take a test that may change my life forever.  My heart pounds as I sit waiting for the results, I smile thinking about if I had boy would he look like Chance.  However, what would Chance do and did he honestly love me?

I knew I felt deeply for him but was it more than just the fact he is the first man in my life not hurt me.  Maybe he would make me his old woman but I swore I would never let a man own me when Jim did what he did to me.  I shake myself again shoving the dark emotions deep inside myself.  I don’t want to think about the past anymore.

I pick up my test and look at the pink plus sign shaking my hand. “No,” I say aloud.

I rejoin Veronica and spend the day shopping with her.

When we return home, I hear my phone ring it is Chance.

“We got her, we are on our way,” I hear his voice it sounds ragged.

“Chance, are you okay?” I ask.

The phone drops the call on his end and beeps in my ear.

I try to call him back but there is no answer. I feel like I am coming out of my skin with worry, what if he was shot.  I reach down and pick up Starr for comfort, she purrs as I pet her chin.  “Don’t worry Daddy will be home soon,” I whisper to her.  I then feel tears start to form at the word Daddy.

What if he never comes back and I am left alone again. I sit down on the back porch and start to cry hard all the emotions from my past coming to the surface.  My mind recalls that night again with perfect clarity; the blood is everywhere it is even on my hands.  I start to panic and can’t catch my breath my chest feels tight.  Each breath is hard. My head spins.  My world goes dark again.

When I open my eyes, I see his face and smile.  I feel myself being lifted in his arms and the warmth of his body, I can hear him yelling to others it sounds like he is mad, or maybe he is just scared.  He is not so tough I think to myself, he is just like me.  A small smile crosses my face as I close my eyes again.  When I open them I am in a hospital bed, “Chance,” I whisper with a croak.

I look over to my bedside and see him asleep, he looks out of place in his leathers, and his muscular body barely fits in the chair they gave him.  I watch him sleep and feel myself falling in love with him in this moment.  I hear a nurse come into the room she whispers to me, “Nice to see you awake,” she smiles down at me as she checks my vitals.  “What happened?” I ask softly still groggy and unclear.

“The doctor will be in a little while, you know you’re a lucky girl, that he brought you in when he did,” she says as she pats my head.

“Chance,” I say again this time louder.

“Sasha,” he says quickly as he reaches out to my hand.  “Thank god,” he mumbles.

“What happened?” I ask.

“I found you on the back porch completely passed out, in the rain, your skin was so cold Sash,” he puts his head in my hands on the bed. I run my fingers through his thick brown hair.  “I’m fine,” I whisper.  “Did you really bring Jenny home?” I ask.  Chance lifts up his head, “She’s actually a few rooms down from you, they had her on a cocktail of drugs to keep her willing,” he chokes over the last word. 

“Chance, I’m so sorry, but I am so glad she’s home safe,” I say, it was a bitter victory.

Chance gets up and leans over me to kiss me softly, his lips are chapped and he smells like the road but I breathe him. I feel the same tightness in my chest with each deep breath.  “Hello, everyone,” a man in a white coat walks into the room.  “I am Doctor Farris, and Sasha you gave us all quiet the scare,” he says as he looks over my chart.

“What’s wrong with her doc?” Chance asks worriedly.

“Well, she has asthma, I think she may have had a panic induced attack, we also found signs of malnutrition, and anemia,” he says looking down at me while holding my wrist to take my pulse.

“Also, there is one other thing I would like to discuss privately with my patient,” he says.

“Whatever it is Chance can stay,” I say holding his hand tightly.

“Okay, I assume then you’re the boyfriend,” he says looking Chance up and down.

Chance nods. I feel like jumping for joy, he really is my more than just a fling; I am more than just a girl to him.

“Well, you are about three weeks pregnant,” he says flatly.

Chance’s face goes white.

“Chance,” I say looking at him with a laugh.

“You will need to start right away taking prenatal vitamins, and I have prescribed some medication for the asthma, you were also slightly dehydrated, so make sure she drinks plenty of fluids, some Gatorade or the like,” he says as he writes notes on my chart.

“When can I go home?” I ask.  The words home leave my mouth so easily, I picture the house in the woods, and it is our little place.

“Today, I just want you to finish that IV of fluids and then we will discharge you,” The doctor smiles at me.

“Thank you,” I say relieved to know I am not dying.

We are alone now in the room and Chance starts to rub my lower stomach, “A baby,” he whispers.

“Chance, are we okay?” I ask as I let self-doubt enter my mind.

“I wonder if it’s a boy,” he says as he keeps his hand on my lower abdominals.

“If it is I am sure he will have your smile and eyes,” I say putting my hand on top of his.

I know together Chance and I can do anything, I smile will soon be starting a family.  I never thought I would be someone’s, let alone their old lady, there were so many things I had left unsaid about my past but in time I know I can tell him. Chance slips his hands under my bedding and I feel him start to rub my hip. “Not here,” I say looking at him shocked.

He doesn’t seem to care and his hand slips below my white underwear. His fingers go to work as he rubs my pulsing lower lips. “Chance,” I moan softly as I feel myself overcome with joy and pleasure.  He leans over and kisses me passionately as his hand continues to work hard. I feel my body rushed with pleasure and hear the sound of the heart monitor start to beep faster. 

We pull apart quickly when we hear a knock at the door. My heart skips a beat as I lay there with my wetness throbbing.  “Hmm that’s weird,” the nurse says as she looks at the machine, which starts to return to normal. She gives Chance a dirty look and leaves the room.

I cannot help but giggle, “Chance,” I say laughing. He kisses my hand and smiles at me, “I love you Sasha,” he says in his deep voice.  The words slowly sink in and I feel my heart flutter again. With tears in my eyes, I whisper back, “I love you too.”

Fin.