Page 17 of Ryker

“Just how long have you been here?”I asked.I’d thought I’d have a night or two while he hashed things out with my dad.No way he drove straight here and was ready to turn around and go right back.That was a long-ass haul, and no offense to Torch, but he wasn’t exactly young.

Torch smirked.“Two days.Ironed everything out with your old man, and now I want to get home to my wife and daughter.So move your ass.”

I pulled my keys from my pocket and followed him out to the parking lot.He walked around the corner of the building while I went to my bike, and a moment later, I heard his engine rumble from the backside of the clubhouse.No wonder I hadn’t known the fucker was here.They’d made sure I wouldn’t see him.Fuckers.If this came back to bite me in the ass, if Laken didn’t want me, I was going to be fucking pissed.

Torch pulled through the gates and stopped at the street, waiting for me most likely.I started my bike and looked at the Hades Abyss clubhouse, wondering if it would be for the last time.Yeah, my dad might have said I was a liaison, but I knew he was really just trying to get me back together with Laken, and likely didn’t think I’d ever return.I had mixed feelings about it.I’d always thought that I could put this place in my rearview and never look back.Now I wasn’t so certain.I’d made a home here the last month, or as much of a home as I could have without Laken.

What the fuck would I do if she didn’t want me?What if she was pissed when she saw me?She had every right to be.I’d taken off without so much as saying goodbye, even if I had thought I was doing the right thing at the time.But what if Torch was right?What if she did miss me?Had I made a huge mistake by leaving her behind?I didn’t know if she would forgive me, wasn’t certain I deserved forgiveness, but it looked like I would find out soon enough.

True to his word, Torch only made stops to refill his tank, and we drove straight through to Alabama.By the time we pulled into the Dixie Reapers compound, I was more than ready to get off my damn bike.My ass hurt, among other places.He bypassed the clubhouse, and I stayed with him, not sure where we were going.When he pulled to a stop in the driveway of a small home, I figured this was the place I was supposed to claim as my own.For now anyway.

Torch didn’t even shut off his bike, just tossed me a set of keys, then pulled back onto the road that wove through the compound.The Prospect from Hades Abyss, who was driving a truck of my things, pulled in a minute later, with two Dixie Reapers Prospects right behind him.I leaned against the porch rail while they unloaded everything into the house, not giving a shit where they put things, and once they were gone, I decided to check the place out.They’d dumped my boxes in the middle of the living room, not that I had a ton of shit anyway.Being in the military for so long, I’d never accumulated much.

The house was bigger inside than I’d thought it would be.Three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a large kitchen, and decent living room.There was even a screened-in porch on the back of the house that was probably a nice place to sit in the cooler months.There was a brown leather couch and a coffee table in the living room, with a modest size flat-screen TV on a three-shelf stand in the living room.The kitchen had a round table with four chairs in a little breakfast nook that looked out over the front yard.The appliances seemed to function, as I twisted the knobs on the stove and opened the fridge to check things out.No coffeemaker or microwave, but I could fix that easily enough.

It wasn’t much, but I could work with it.It wasn’t like my bank account was hurting.I probably had more saved than most people made in several years.Some of it was from the military, and the rest was my share of profits from Hades Abyss.When I stayed at Hades Abyss, I had a room over the clubhouse that had the basics.The rest of the time, I lived out of cheap motels.Not because I couldn’t afford better but because after being in the middle of the fucking desert, eating sand and sleeping with one eye open, even a cheap-ass mattress in a pit of a motel was a step up.

I hauled my box of clothes into the master bedroom, the only one that actually had furniture in it, and threw my stuff into the dresser drawers.The bedroom actually had the most furniture in it.A queen-size bed, dresser, two nightstands with drawers, and a tall five-drawer chest.I didn’t have enough shit to use all of it, but if I convinced Laken to live with me, I’d be grateful for the extra storage.I’d always heard that women had a lot of shit that came with them when they moved in.

The furniture was in decent shape and would more than suit my needs.I’d lived a pretty simple life so far, only splurging when it came to my bike and electronics.Honestly, this stuff was better than anything I’d had before.I’d mostly been raised by my dad and his club, and no one there gave a shit about furniture or matching dishes.Hell, I hadn’t even checked to see if there were dishes.I’d have to look and make a list of things I’d need.

As much as I wanted to see Laken, I knew now wasn’t the right time.My head was all over the place, even though I’d done nothing but think on the way here.I needed to sort things out before I went to see her.I knew she’d likely have questions for me, and I wasn’t entirely sure I had all the answers.I knew that if she’d give me a chance, I wanted to try to make things work with her.And I definitely wanted a place in my son’s or daughter’s life.

Despite my exhaustion, I found a place for all my shit and finished unpacking, then I showered and planted face-first onto the bed.I didn’t even bother to cover my naked ass with a blanket before I closed my eyes.Not that I thought I’d fall asleep anytime soon, not until I’d seen Laken.I rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling.

I’d spent a lot of sleepless nights wondering what she was doing, wondering if she was glad I’d left.If what Torch said was true, maybe she’d been missing me as much as I missed her.Then again, she could take one look at me, slap my face, and tell me to get the fuck out of the compound.After the way things had ended between us, I wouldn’t blame her.Anyone with as much passion as Laken had, probably had a volatile temper when she was angered.I hadn’t seen that side of her yet, but it didn’t mean she didn’t have one.Everyone had a temper, it was just a matter of pushing the right buttons.And I was excellent at pushing buttons.

Any other woman, I’d have walked away and never given her a second thought.Women had only ever been good for one thing.Fucking.And once I was done, I moved on to the next one.I’d fucked my way across the US and several other countries, always having my choice of pussy everywhere I went.I’d thought it would be the same here, but then I’d grabbed Laken’s ass and my world had changed, even if I hadn’t realized it right then.In some ways, I owed her brother big-time.If he hadn’t kept her on such a tight leash, she might not have even looked at me twice.But she’d been so desperate to lose her virginity that a stranger had seemed like the perfect choice.

I couldn’t blame her.She’d just wanted to experience the same pleasure everyone else was getting.And I’d been more than happy to help her scratch that itch.Hell, after one taste, I’d been addicted to her.I’d spent my entire time here hoping I’d see her again, just waiting for a chance to fuck her.Even now, my dick was hard as a steel post just thinking about her.

I opened the bedside table and pulled out the bottle of lube I’d stashed there when I unpacked.Squirting some on my hand, I wrapped my fingers around my cock and stroked it.It was nowhere near as good as Laken’s pussy, but it was all I had for now.I closed my eyes and remembered the sight of her bent over the bathroom sink that first night, her dress shoved around her waist, and pussy on display.She’d been so fucking wet, and so damn tight.It had felt like heaven being inside her.The only thing tighter had been her ass when I’d claimed it in the motel room a few hours later.

Oh yeah, my Laken had been a wild one, letting me do whatever I wanted to her.She’d begged me so sweetly, asked me to fuck her ass, and I’d been helpless to say no.I’d spread those cheeks wide, gotten her nice and slick, then worked my way inside.My balls drew up just thinking about coming inside that tight ass of hers.I’d ridden her hard and deep, not stopping until I’d filled her with my cum.I’d fucked her all night, in several different ways.

I grunted as cum shot up onto my abdomen and coated my hand, my cock twitching as I came.I looked up at the ceiling again, cursing that I was lying here alone.After I cleaned myself up, I pulled on some boxer briefs and was about to figure out what the hell I was going to eat when my phone rang.I didn’t recognize the number, but answered it anyway.

“How’d you get this number?”I asked, my voice more of a growl.

“You’re invited to dinner, asshole.Get your ass here in the next fifteen minutes.”

The line went dead, and I stared at the phone.Flicker was inviting me to dinner?Or had someone told Laken I was here and she’d invited me?Either way, I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to see her.I pulled on some clothes, put my boots back on, and rushed outside to my bike.He’d said fifteen minutes, and I sure as fuck wasn’t going to be late.Not when Laken was waiting for me.

I got to the end of my driveway before I realized I had no fucking clue which house was theirs.I pulled my phone back out and called Flicker.

“What?”he said in a biting tone.

“I don’t know where your house is, dickhead.”

He snarled at me, then told me how to get there before ending the call.I had no doubt that had he been using a landline with an older phone, he’d have slammed the fucker down.Pushing “End Call” just didn’t pack the same punch.I smirked as I pulled onto the road that wound through the compound and went in search of his house.It wasn’t as hard to find as I’d thought it would be.I could see little touches here and there that screamed a female lived here.The flowers along the front were likely not Flicker’s doing, nor were the little gnomes.

I shut off my bike and went up to the door.Before I could knock, it was flung open, and Flicker glared at me.He didn’t say anything, just stepped back and let me cross the threshold, but before I got farther than the front entry he stopped me.

“You hurt her again, and I will fucking end you.I don’t give a shit who you are or who you’re connected to,” Flicker said.“She’s all I got, and I’m tired of hearing her cry herself to sleep every fucking night.”

That made my heart ache, knowing that I’d done that to Laken.I nodded and moved farther into the house.He shut the door and motioned for me to follow him into the kitchen.A square table was in the center of the room with three place settings, and a ton of food in the center.The kitchen was a lot larger than the one in my new home.Their entire house was bigger for that matter, but I had what I needed.The question was whether or not Laken would be content moving into someplace smaller.

“Flicker, dinner’s done,” Laken said, her back to us.When she turned, she dropped the spatula she had in her hand and turned deathly pale.“Ryker.”

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