Chapter 16

TRAX

Four fucking long days. I've had blue balls the entire time and it's killing me. That's how long Sophie's been living with me in my small ass room. Maddie told her not to come in to work all week and rest up after her kidnapping, so she's been here at the clubhouse.

With me.

In my room.

And I haven't touched her. Not once.

Except to kiss her. Yeah, we fucking kiss, but that's it.

I had the prospects pack up her apartment with Maddie's help and now all of her shit is here all over the place. This room is too small for the both of us, but we ain't got any choice on that for a while. We're too new together to be thinking beyond tomorrow. I got enough of a hard time trying to get through each day.

Don't get me wrong, I like having her here. I really fucking do, but I ain't never lived with a woman before and it ain't all that easy. I went from having a room with barely any shit in it to one that's over-fucking-flowing.

I know this is temporary and we'd didn't plan on this, but why does one person need so much shit to take a shower with? I get the shampoo and conditioner, but body wash with a scrubby thing, something to exfoliate with and what the fuck does that mean? And a couple of other bottles I have no idea what that shit does.

But I've kept my mouth shut. I may be a redneck biker, but I ain't stupid. I'm sure she hears me curse every time a bottle lands on my foot in the shower but I haven't said a thing to her. She's got more stuff in there than we have room. Hopefully, she'll figure it out soon.

I'm dealing with it. I really am. Or at least I'm trying.

Maybe if I was getting some it wouldn't be so bad, but we ain't fucked once since she got here. That's why I got myself a major case of blue balls. Damn, I want this woman more than I ever wanted anyone else but I'm not pushing her. I wanted to make sure she was over the trauma of what that asshole did to her. Except there are only so many nights I can sleep in the small bed up against her and not start something.

I want her bad. Like really fucking bad.

I'm about to close down the garage for the day when I get an idea. She needs to get out of the clubhouse for a while. It's not like she's in danger anymore, but she doesn't have any other place to go. I don't blame her for not wanting to set foot in her apartment again. The only other option is at Diesel's and Sophie's but already turned them down by saying she had already imposed on them enough. Hell, I didn't care what her reasons were, I was more than happy to have her in my bed every night.

I stayed with her for the next few days after I brought her back to the club. She encouraged me to go back to work after that, so I did. Now it ain't like we don't do nothing, as she hugs me a lot and we still kiss, but we don't KISS. Maybe it's my fault as I ain't even tried to touch her but I just don't want to fuck this up. Then again I may doing just that anyway.

I'm clueless. Abso-fucking-ly clueless on what to do.

That's why getting out of the clubhouse has gotta be a good idea. My bike gets parked in front of the building and as I walk through the main living area I don't see her, but I really didn't expect to. She's not comfortable down here yet and that needs to change. I don't want her to go back to living with Diesel and his ol' lady. She needs to stay with me which means she's gotta get used to the club.

As I head toward the stairs, I realize this isn't going to be the easiest place for her to live. The majority of the time the only females here are either the Hellions or the Bang Bunnies which also means that there's a lot of fucking going on that not always behind closed doors. And to prove my point I see one of my brothers getting a blowjob from a Hellion over by the bar.

We ain't exactly screaming family atmosphere here.

I take the stairs two at a time and am in front of my door in no time. To most people, what I'm about to do is normal, but not for me. I swore I would never do it, but it's time to move forward with my life. I'm putting a woman behind me on my bike.

Sophie was lying on the bed reading a magazine when I walked into the room.

"Hey, your back," she said sitting up.

"Yep and we're getting outta here. You got a pair of boots to wear somewhere in all this shit?"

And my big mouth quickly got rid of the smile on her face. "I'm sorry, Daryl. There's just nowhere to put my stuff. Maybe...maybe I should think of going back to…"

"No. You're staying here," I said interrupting her. "We'll figure it out. Now find some boots. We're going for a ride."

Sophie jumped off the bed and ran to hug me. "You're taking me out on your bike?"

"Yeah and time's a wastin'. You got boots?" She quickly nodded her head. "Then get them on so we can get outta here."

"You going in your work clothes?" she asked with her arms still around my neck.

Shit, I forgot about them. It would be better if I changed into something a lot less dirty. I'd rather be in my jeans than my work pants anyway. "Nope. I'll change out while you find those boots here somewhere."

Her beautiful whiskey eyes smiled up at me. "Thank you, Daryl. I know it's hard with me here but you've been a sweetheart about it." Then she placed a tender kiss on my lips and just when I was about to deepen it she pulled back and left me standing in the middle of the room. Damn those boots.

And that left her living here not the only thing hard in this room. My dick was right up there with a steel rod after just a few seconds of her kissing me. I didn't even bother to try to hide it. She needed to know what she did to me with just a damn kiss.

I grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt from the closet. My dirty work shirt and pants came off and went into the laundry basket she has me using now. A pile of clothes on the closet floor used to work fine for me before, but yesterday Sophie said I should use the basket she had in the corner of the room. So I was trying to use the basket.

As I walked over to the bed to sit down to get dressed she started giggling. "What?" I asked her.

"Looks like you got a problem there," she laughed.

I was only in my boxer briefs. Make that my very tented boxer briefs since my dick was still rock hard and was doings its best to wave hello to Sophie. Even though we only had sex that one day and it was months ago, she knew what I was packing so I had no problem changing in front of her. She was a little more conservative about that which was odd since I saw more of her naked when I didn't know her than I did now.

"I do, thanks to that kiss and you pressing those perfect fuckin' tits of yours into my chest. A man can only take so much. It's gonna be a bitch tucking that sucker into my jeans, thank you very fuckin' much."

And of course, Sophie laughed at me even harder, but I think I caught her staring at my big boy as I slowly put on my shirt. I saved the pants for last cause as long as she was looking at my dick it was happy to stay at attention.

Once I had everything tucked away and she found her boots, we headed out through the clubhouse to where my bike was. I was glad to see that Postal was finished with the blowjob he was getting so that Sophie didn't have to witness it. I don't need a reason for her to want to leave.

We keep spare helmets or as we call them lids in a closet by the door. I stopped to grab one for Sophie. I may have to think about buying her one someday soon. "You remember what to do from last time, right?" I asked her.

"What do you mean?"

"Lean into the curves, not away and hang on tight but still let me breathe."

"That I can do. Where are we going?" Sophie asked as she got on behind me.

"Anywhere we want," I replied with a wink. I used my heel to bring the kickstand up and got the bike started.

Sophie put a hand on my shoulder as she swung her leg over the bike. Once she had her feet on the pegs and her arms circled firmly around me, I shift into first gear and with a twist of the throttle the bike dropped into gear and we were off. We spent two hours winding along through quiet countryside until I finally pulled down a bumpy dirt road that abruptly ended.

"Where are we?" Sophie asked.

"Got something to show you. Hop off."

I couldn't help but smile when Sophie was a little stiff getting off the bike. I was used to long rides but she was barely used to riding at all. Maybe I should have stopped sooner. I made a mental note to remember that next time but she didn't complain at all.

I respected that.

"Follow me," I told her as I took her hand. There was a narrow path that we had to be careful on. It was slightly downhill with half-buried rocks in some places. We didn't have a long way to go and I wondered if she heard the running water as we approached it. The path finally ended in a small clearing that had a large flat rock at the end. It slightly hung over a fast moving stream.

"Oh wow!" she exclaimed. "This place is beautiful and so peaceful."

She got it. That's why I come here is to get away from everything and everyone.

I watched Sophie sit down on the rock ledge hugging her knees. I plopped myself down next to her. For a few minutes, we sat just listening to the rushing water and the birds chirping in the trees. I had never shared this place with anyone else before.

"Can I ask you a question?" she said softly.

"Yeah, what is it?" Never had anyone ask me if they could ask me something before.

"That day I met you on the side of the road. You said that you never had a girl on the back of your motorcycle before. Said you never wanted one there, right?"

"Yep."

"I've been on it twice."

"Yep."

"Why?"

I took a pack of cigarettes out of the pocket of my cut. I lit one up taking a deep inhale before I answered her. "The first time, we had no choice. I had to get you home from that fuckin' date you went on. But today...today I also didn't have a choice," I admitted.

Sophie stretched her legs out in front of her and turned her head toward me. Goddamn, didn't she know how damn beautiful she was? Those perfect whiskey eyes of hers had me wanting to bare my soul to her…something I never…ever did and didn't know if I could. But if anyone would get it, Sophie would.

"I don't understand, Daryl. What do you mean you didn't have a choice? This ride was your idea, wasn't it?"

I took another drag off my cigarette. It helped to steady my nerves. "Yeah, it was cause I can't get you outta my head. Not since that first damn day we met. You got me thinkin' of you all the fuckin' time. For months now. This ain't ever happened to me before. So I thought I'd take you out on the bike and see how that felt."

I tried not to look at Sophie. Me talking about this stuff ain't normal and if I'm fucking it up I don't want to see that on her face. I didn't want to look at her. I really didn't and I tried not to turn my head, but I catch her out of the corner of my eye I see she's smiling at me. I take that as a good sign.

"You've been thinking about me this whole time?" she asks.

I nodded my head yes.

She hesitates before adding, "Was it just about the sex?"

"No, I don't think so. That's why I wanted us to get to know each other. We already know that we fuck really good…like fuckin' good, but I'm tired of just me. I look at Colt and Marci or even Diesel and your cousin and thought, I think I want that."

This was the first time that even I admitted that to myself.

Love? Was I headed there? I'd never so much as given it a thought. Love wasn't something I'd ever witnessed, let alone experienced at all in my life. Only recently, with some of the guys at the club finding ol' ladies, did I start to see what happiness could be like. Sophie made me want that. We barely knew each other but I knew she was the one. It took us a little while to get here, but we were finally moving in the right direction.

"With me?" I nodded yes again. "Why me, Daryl? You've got a bunch of available women at the clubhouse that gets the MC lifestyle. Why not any of those?"

"One of the club whores? No fuckin' way. No brother would ever think of using them as anything but what they are there for. They're not ol' lady material. They never could be. Nobody wants to claim a pussy that's been fucked by everyone in the club multiple times. I ain't even been with any of them since I met you."

"Really?" she said rolling her eyes.

Damn, I wasn't counting Lola but she is. "Alright, that one night but let me explain. After I saw you I got wasted. I was sitting in that chair and drinking straight from the bottle. Lola approached me, but in my drunken fucked up head I was hoping it was you. My eyes weren't even open when she started."

"Hold up. You thought after all those horrible things you said about me that I would go looking for you to give you a blowjob? Really?"

"I was drunk! And my head was fucked up. I'm a dumbass guy! When I saw it was Lola my dick died. Like hard to soft faster than ice cream melting in hell, which was where I was. Then I closed my eyes and pretended she was you, that was the only reason why I got hard again. Then you walked by and saw us and I was the biggest dick to you because I thought you were with Wolf and that made me a pissed off drunk. When you stormed off, I pushed Lola off me as I sure a fuck didn't want her and went to my room. I haven't touched a club whore, Hellion, or bang bunny since." That was the truth. Except, I wasn't gonna tell her about Kat. That was over too, so there was need no need to even bring her up.

"I shouldn't believe you, but I do. You've been nothing but good to me, Daryl. Aggravating at times, but you wanted us when I didn't because it scared me. And Daryl?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm not scared anymore," she admitted resting her head on my shoulder.

"Not even after what happened with Gentry?"

Sophie didn't answer me right away. I was worried that after her kidnapping, she would pull away from me. We really didn't know each other that well yet, so why would she put up a wall between us? There was hesitation on her part, which was why I never pushed her beyond a kiss. I wasn't going to stand the chance of losing her yet again.

"Jacob was crazy," she finally said. "I was scared to death every second I was with him. But I knew that you'd come for me. There was never a doubt in my mind that you wouldn't. You make me feel safe and oddly that negates anything Jacob did to me. I don't understand why I'm not more traumatized than I am. All I know is with you is where I belong."

Hearing her say that felt incredible. I didn't have the words to answer her but I did know what to do. My cigarette had burned down while we were talking so I put it out on the rock we were sitting on. Then I used my hand to tilt her head up from where it rested on my shoulder and kissed her.

It wasn't like the kisses we had been doing to say good morning or goodnight, or any normal quick kiss, this was a You-are-mine-and-I-want-you kiss and she responded with the same passion I was showing her.

Sophie's mouth opened to mine and I was instantly transported back to that day in her SUV. This was the type of kiss I missed. Maybe it was my fault as I never even tried for anything more these last few days but I wanted to give her space after the kidnapping. Now we were back.

Her body sank back onto the warm stone so she was lying down with my body half on top of hers. While our tongues danced together, I threaded a hand into her hair so I could hold her to me as we kissed until that wasn't just enough.

My lips stayed pressed to hers as my hand released the hold on her. Instead, I grabbed the closest tit I could and gave it a good hard squeeze causing Sophie to moan under me. I broke the kiss so I could sit up to move her shirt. I pushed it up so I could see her black bra then that got moved up popping her tits free for me. God, I had missed them.

My hand played with one squeezing it and tugging on the nipple while my mouth attached itself to the other. I could suck on her all day and with the whimpers that were coming from her, I'd say she was enjoying it too.

"You like?"

"Oh God, yes. I love your hands on me…your mouth on me. Incredible."

"You wet?" The question came out more of a growl. Damn, she had me hot and hard.

I watched the smile that came across her face. "Soaking."

"Good. But we ain't doing this here. I'm not taking you on this hard rock. Not when I got a bed just waiting for us back at the clubhouse. I can have us back there in under thirty minutes. You good with that?"

Sophie sat up on her elbows. While I had stopped sucking on the one tit, I still had the other in my hand as I softly rubbed my thumb across her nipple. "Can you make it in twenty?" she asked giving me a smile that had my dick twitching in my tight jeans.

"Consider it done. Let's get moving."

Sophie righted her clothes and we ran for my bike. I made sure she had her lid on correctly before I broke every speed limit on the way back to the clubhouse. It was sheer fucking luck that we managed not to get pulled over by the cops.

We made it back in just slightly under twenty minutes. The two soft tits pressed up against the back of my cut were enough incentive to get to the clubhouse as fast as I could. The helmets were left with the bike as we ran for the door and inside the clubhouse. I had taken only a few steps in when I heard, "Trax!"

"Fuck," I said under my breath before I turned to Sophie, "That's Bear. He calls I gotta go. Wait for me in our room, okay?"

"No Trax, bring her with you. It concerns Sophie, too," he said before turning back down the hall that led to his office.

"How?" she whispered to me. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Doubt it, but let's go find out."

I took her by the hand and we followed the direction that Bear had gone. He was sitting behind his desk with Code perched on the arm of the sofa that was in there.

"What's up, Prez?" I asked.

"You have a good ride?" he asked.

"Yeah and it was about to get even better, so what's up?"

It was hard to tell if he was smiling behind that big beard of his, but I think he was when Sophie elbowed me. Guess I shouldn't have said that.

"Sit down," he told us and we each took a chair that was in the front of his desk. "Code's been keeping up with the police investigation into the fire at Jacob Gentry's rental house."

"And?"

I was pretty positive that we hadn't left any evidence behind. Striker cleaned up afterward and he never fucks up. I was praying that we were in the clear.

"They're ruling it a murder/suicide. They think he killed his mother and before killing himself he set the place on fire."

"Oh thank God," Sophie sighed. "The last thing I wanted to happen was any of you getting in trouble because of me."

"We're in the clear, but the cops found something else when they searched the property."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Tell 'em, Code."

Our treasurer and smartest brother in the whole damn club got up off the arm of the sofa and looked directly at me when the said, "They found three shallow unmarked graves."

Code's eyes were deadly serious and so were Bear's. I looked quickly over at Sophie and her mouth was slightly open in surprise. "What did they find in them?" I asked.

"The bodies of three females all wearing white veils. Most likely in the twenties and they are waiting for DNA to come back but it looks like these girls have been missing anywhere from four to eighteen months. Gentry may have been a serial killer. The FBI's been called in since other women have gone missing where ever he lived."

"Holy shit," Sophie exclaimed. "I can't believe that."

"The evidence is lining up against him," Code told us. "Sophie, you were lucky to get out of it alive."

Sophie looked over at me with tears in her eyes. "I knew I was in trouble. And I prayed every minute I was with Jacob for you to find me and you did. None of those other girls had a chance, but they didn't have you like I did. Daryl, you and the MC saved my life. Simply saying thank you isn't near enough, but it's all I have."

"I think Trax may have a way for you to thank him, right brother?" Bear laughed.

"Fuck yeah." She'd be thanking me now if they hadn't stopped us.

Sophie laughed wiping away her tears. "You are exactly right, Bear," she said standing up so I did too. "Thank you for letting us know about the investigation and what a horrible man Jacob was. Thank God, my taste in men has drastically improved. Do you mind if we leave now so I can thank him properly?"

"Go. Glad you're okay, Sophie. You're welcome here at the clubhouse for as long as you like."

"Thank you, Bear."

"We're out here if you don't have anything else for us?" I asked taking her hand again.

"Nope, we're good," Bear replied stroking his long beard.

"Thank fucking God," I said to myself. We took to steps toward the door, when I heard, "Trax."

I was so close to leaving. So damn close! "Yeah, Prez?"

"You claiming her at next Church?" he asked.

I looked from him to my beautiful Sophie and then back to Bear, "Hell, yeah."

"Good. Real Good. Now go fuck her senseless."

"That's what I've been trying to do since we got back!" I growled. I pushed Sophie out the door as I heard both Bear and Code laughing behind us. Nothing was going get in the way of me and her now.

Nothing!

We ran through the clubhouse and up the stairs. I already had my key in my hand and we were through the door in a shot. I flicked the deadbolt locking us. Nothing short of a fire was going to get me to leave this room anytime soon.

I turned toward Sophie as I started to take my cut off and I stopped. "What?"

She was standing with one hip cocked and her arms crossed over the tits I had been playing with not so long ago. "Claiming me? Am I your property now?"

"You sure as hell are. It lets any club member know to not only leave you alone but you are under the club's protection. You'll be my ol' lady."

"That sounds so archaic and sexist. And shouldn't you have asked me even if I want this?"

She was right with that. I should've asked her first. What if she says no and I already told Bear I was claiming her? I hope I didn't just fuck this up.

I walked over to her and looked down into her light brown eyes. "For the last over twenty years of my life it's been with this club in one form or another. It's a male dominated world. I should've asked you and I'm sorry I didn't. Claiming you keeps you safe and more than anything else keeps you in my bed. I don't want you anywhere else, Soph. Just here with me. Now I'm gonna fuck up, I'm warning you now. But will you be my ol' lady?"

She didn't answer me. Sophie kept staring back at me and I was starting to worry she wasn't going to say yes. Then her face lit up in a big smile, "Women liked to be asked, but yes, I'll be your ol' lady."

I picked her up and twirled her around a few times. "Thank fuck. You had me nervous there."

"Shall we get back to celebrating?" she asked before she kissed me.

"Oh hell, yeah woman," I told her. "Get undressed and I'll meet you on the bed. This has been too long comin' for me to even try anything slow."

"Who wants slow and gentle?" she told me as she pulled her shirt over her head. "We have all night and all of the next ones to try that. I want you hard and fast, can you do that?"

My cut was hung up, shirt was off, and I was quickly working on my boots. "I sure as fuck can."

Halle-fucking-lujah!