a stop.
“Where are we?” she asked.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m not going to leave you on
your own.” He helped her off the bike, removed the helmet, and took her hand.
She followed behind him with sure steps. This was the first time she’d ever
been out walking when she was sure the person wouldn’t hurt her or cause her to
fall. Kenneth always found ways of making her feel unsure on her feet.
He opened the door, and she reached out instinctively
to put her hand on it. Other times, Kenneth made sure she hurt herself.
Stop thinking about him. He’s not here to take this from you.
Blowing out a breath, she stopped as Pussy placed a
palm on her stomach. Was he purposefully giving her independence?
She didn’t know. Pussy didn’t seem the guy to go out
of his way for a girl. Were they all throwing themselves at him?
“Hey, darling. We’re looking for a room for the night,” Pussy said.
The hand holding hers released her. She panicked for a
split second then released a sigh as he placed that arm along her shoulders.
“For you and your sister?” the woman asked.
“Nah, babe, this is my woman. We’re having a little
fun before duty calls back at home.” Pussy kissed her temple.
“We don’t do rooms by the hour.”
How dare the bitch say something so mean? Sasha went
to speak up, but Pussy got there before her.
“Get your fucking manager before you seriously piss me
the fuck off, bitch.” Pussy had never once talked to her like that.
Licking her lips, Sasha felt nervous for the girl.
“I’m sorry.”
“I don’t care to hear what you’ve got to say. Get your
fucking manager and you better hope he or she is feeling in a forgiving mood.”
Minutes passed, and she didn’t hear anything else.
“Don’t you think you were a little hard on her?” Sasha asked.
“Bitch was insulting, and I don’t accept crap like
that when it comes to you.” He kissed her head again. “Don’t panic or anything.
I want a room, and I want it without attitude.”
When the manager arrived, Sasha tucked herself against
Pussy. Was he frightening to look at when he was angry? She didn’t think of him
as scary. Tuning out what he was saying, she closed her eyes and inhaled the
scent of him.
What if you could see?
She’d long given up that hope. Right now, she didn’t
need to see with his arms wrapped around her. Pussy made her feel protected.
She knew it was wrong, but she adored his name. Everything about him
contradicted what Kenneth wanted for her.
Pussy was a hard, rough biker with a startling sweet
side.
“I expect a fucking discount for her treatment.”
“Absolutely. Here, take this room. It’s a beautiful room, and if you need any help
at all, let me know.” She assumed that was the manager stumbling over his
words.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get out of here.”
Pussy led her out of the room. She went with him.
“Right, we’re going to go up some steps. Are you good
to make them?”
“Yes.”
They took several steps forward, and Pussy paused. “Step.”
She searched for the step and started the momentum
going up. Pussy’s arms on her waist kept her steady. Making her way up the
flight of stairs was a huge achievement for her. Smiling at the top, she
giggled. “I did it.”
“What’s the matter, baby?”
“At home they installed one of those chairs for me to
get to my room. That was my first flight of steps, and I did it.” She flung her
arms around him, holding on tight.
Pussy laughed with her. She wanted to share this
enjoyment with him.
“He’s really kept you trapped.”
Sasha stopped to think about what he said. He was
right. Kenneth had kept her trapped, afraid to move to the outside world. What
could he hope to achieve with keeping her around?
“Yes, he has.”
“Baby, don’t worry about him. He’s never going to hurt
you.”
“How do you know that?”
“Chaos Bleeds, we’re a family as much as we’re a club.
We won’t let anything happen to you. I
“Where are we?” she asked.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m not going to leave you on
your own.” He helped her off the bike, removed the helmet, and took her hand.
She followed behind him with sure steps. This was the first time she’d ever
been out walking when she was sure the person wouldn’t hurt her or cause her to
fall. Kenneth always found ways of making her feel unsure on her feet.
He opened the door, and she reached out instinctively
to put her hand on it. Other times, Kenneth made sure she hurt herself.
Stop thinking about him. He’s not here to take this from you.
Blowing out a breath, she stopped as Pussy placed a
palm on her stomach. Was he purposefully giving her independence?
She didn’t know. Pussy didn’t seem the guy to go out
of his way for a girl. Were they all throwing themselves at him?
“Hey, darling. We’re looking for a room for the night,” Pussy said.
The hand holding hers released her. She panicked for a
split second then released a sigh as he placed that arm along her shoulders.
“For you and your sister?” the woman asked.
“Nah, babe, this is my woman. We’re having a little
fun before duty calls back at home.” Pussy kissed her temple.
“We don’t do rooms by the hour.”
How dare the bitch say something so mean? Sasha went
to speak up, but Pussy got there before her.
“Get your fucking manager before you seriously piss me
the fuck off, bitch.” Pussy had never once talked to her like that.
Licking her lips, Sasha felt nervous for the girl.
“I’m sorry.”
“I don’t care to hear what you’ve got to say. Get your
fucking manager and you better hope he or she is feeling in a forgiving mood.”
Minutes passed, and she didn’t hear anything else.
“Don’t you think you were a little hard on her?” Sasha asked.
“Bitch was insulting, and I don’t accept crap like
that when it comes to you.” He kissed her head again. “Don’t panic or anything.
I want a room, and I want it without attitude.”
When the manager arrived, Sasha tucked herself against
Pussy. Was he frightening to look at when he was angry? She didn’t think of him
as scary. Tuning out what he was saying, she closed her eyes and inhaled the
scent of him.
What if you could see?
She’d long given up that hope. Right now, she didn’t
need to see with his arms wrapped around her. Pussy made her feel protected.
She knew it was wrong, but she adored his name. Everything about him
contradicted what Kenneth wanted for her.
Pussy was a hard, rough biker with a startling sweet
side.
“I expect a fucking discount for her treatment.”
“Absolutely. Here, take this room. It’s a beautiful room, and if you need any help
at all, let me know.” She assumed that was the manager stumbling over his
words.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get out of here.”
Pussy led her out of the room. She went with him.
“Right, we’re going to go up some steps. Are you good
to make them?”
“Yes.”
They took several steps forward, and Pussy paused. “Step.”
She searched for the step and started the momentum
going up. Pussy’s arms on her waist kept her steady. Making her way up the
flight of stairs was a huge achievement for her. Smiling at the top, she
giggled. “I did it.”
“What’s the matter, baby?”
“At home they installed one of those chairs for me to
get to my room. That was my first flight of steps, and I did it.” She flung her
arms around him, holding on tight.
Pussy laughed with her. She wanted to share this
enjoyment with him.
“He’s really kept you trapped.”
Sasha stopped to think about what he said. He was
right. Kenneth had kept her trapped, afraid to move to the outside world. What
could he hope to achieve with keeping her around?
“Yes, he has.”
“Baby, don’t worry about him. He’s never going to hurt
you.”
“How do you know that?”
“Chaos Bleeds, we’re a family as much as we’re a club.
We won’t let anything happen to you. I
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