Grim: The Beginning (3 page)

I kick back in my chair and wait for my brothers to take the vote. I know I am asking a lot of them, by asking them to go into business with the one man, we have worked so damn hard to get away from. But I can't let this shit weigh on my shoulders.

The vote is unanimous, I will offer for the club to give Hook a cut of our moonshine business, if he gives me Red and her daughter willingly. If he says no, I'll kill that motherfucker, as soon as I get the opportunity. My brother's insist I take someone with me other than Red, it is decided that I will take one of the potentials with me. It will be a good way to test Jailbait. He is young, but the motherfucker is loyal. Romeo recruited him when he was serving for a DUI. Romeo knew he would be an asset when he watched him take down the biggest guy on the block, when he tried to force him to give him a blowjob. Jailbait might look little, but the brother is mean. If he does good tonight, I will recommend  he gets his patch at the next choir.

Jailbait and I will ride out with Red once the meeting with Hook is confirmed.  In the meantime, I am going back to my trailer to see if I can get a taste of that sweet pussy, that has been burning through my mind all damned morning.

Back at my trailer, Red is gone. Where in the fuck is she?  I go room to room but she is nowhere to be found. Out in the court I see Foxie and some of the boys working in the garden. We grow a lot of our own veggies and herbs to help with cost at the bar. "Foxie, you seen a woman with a flaming red hair walking around?"

"Yeah, about fifteen minutes ago, she got a ride into town with the beer man."

Fuck, I wipe the sweat beading off my brow. I kick over the garden tools leaning against the fence post.

I don't know what direction the delivery guy was headed but I guarantee I know where Red is headed.  Storming back into the clubhouse on a mission, "Jailbait, let's ride."

"But what about the plan?" He asks, but he is following close behind me ready to ride or die by my side.

"Plan is dead for now, let's ride."

"Hell yeah, brother." He puts his gloves on and fires his hog to life as I do the same.

Tying a black bandana over my head, I tap my waistband to make sure I am packing my piece.  Slim gets out the door of the clubhouse just in time to watch us ride out. Prez isn't going to be happy with me, but if I want to save Red, I have to go now.

Traveling the highway to hell at ungodly speed we come up on the delivery truck. It isn't hard to spot Red, her hair blowing out the window. I signal to Jailbait to let him know to stay at the rear of the truck, I am going to pull up to the driver and get him to stop, so I can get Red's crazy ass and put her under lock and key at the clubhouse until tonight. Better yet, I have it in my mind that I am going to take her back home with me, and I am going to fuck her until she see things my way.

Pulling up alongside of the delivery driver, I motion for him to pull over. No need to tell him twice, he knows not to fuck with us. He has been delivering beer to the Roadhouse for five years now, occasionally we give him a little strange and some change, for keeping his mouth shut about what he sees in our MC.

I pull over in front of the truck with Jailbait in the rear. Red has her arms crossed and a look on her face that lets me know she isn't coming easily. "Red, don't make this hard on yourself, you know and I know that in about sixty seconds you are going to be on the back of my Harley. And in another twenty minutes, your nails are going to be scratching down my back as you cry out my name." I rub my days old stubble against her face. A small smile forms at the corners of her mouth. Pulling her from the truck, I throw a twenty down on the seat for the driver, for his trouble.

She leans in close, wrapping her arms around my waist. Before I pull out she whispers in my ear, "how do you know it won't be you crying out my name?"

"Fuck, Red, you do funny shit to my brain, so damn sexy." I say back over my shoulder.

We get back to the clubhouse, Slim is waiting out front looking ready to unleash ten kinds of hell on my ass for storming off the grounds earlier.

"So brother, do I need to grab Inkman, so you can brand your bitch?"

Red is looking at Slim like he grew a second head. "I haven't ever seen Grim, chase after some strange before, hell any woman for that matter."

"Nah brother, me and her just got some shit to work out."

I grab a hold of Red, sling her over my shoulder again carrying her through the Roadhouse. As we pass the bar Betty throws her rag on the counter pissed and jealous she storms off, as I continue to take Red to my room. 

Slamming her down on the mattress, I fucking growl at her. "What the fuck were you doing, you know one look at you on your own—Hook would have put a bullet between your eyes, and where would your daughter be? Where would I be if something happened to you on my watch, what then Red?" She is looking around at my room, looking anywhere but at me. My room is need of a good scrubbing, empty mason jars and dirty clothes litter the floor along with old pizza boxes.

"I don't know, I was sitting on the steps of your place and I was looking at the kids playing, and I couldn't hurt them, I know it sounds weird but, I looked at them boys and wondered what if something happened to their family because of me." She looks astonished that I care so greatly about her and her well being.

I'm no pussy but I'd be a liar if I said her words didn't hit home for me. I love them little shits, Rebel and Striker, as if they are my own.  I slide down bedside of her on the mattress, "don't you ever fucking leave me again, you feel me Red. Don't you ever..." I cup her face in my hands, rubbing my thumb over the cut on her lip. "Don't you think you can ever walk away from me that easily again. You are mine now, I won't force you to stay, but I sure as hell won't let you go with out doing this." Taking my time, I kiss her real slow, her mouth taste like perfection. Slowly I suck her tongue and caress it with my own tongue. Nibbling on her bottom lip, her hands travel up the back of my shirt. Her nails dig in my skin, her breathing is ragged, pulling back I shrug my cut off followed by my shirt. She doesn't waste any time showing me those perky little titties. She runs her hands over my chest, taking in all of the tattoos that cover my body.

Swirling my tongue over her tight little pink buds, I suck on them slowly—tenderly. I'd like to take her rough, but I get the feeling rough is all she has ever known, and I want her to know how a woman's body is meant to be enjoyed. I kiss my way down her stomach, scraping my jaw line over sensitive flesh. Goosebumps appear on her creamy skin. "Going to enjoy this,"  my tongue trails the outline of the waist of her pants. Watching her reaction to me is such a turn on as I unbutton her pants. Her head is thrown back, with a smile playing on her lips, as I watch a small "o'" form as a ragged breath leaves her throat. My hand slips into the waistband of her panties, rubbing her small strip of hair. Reaching down further, her pussy is like liquid fire, so hot and ready, aching for my touch. "Can't wait to taste you," getting her sweetness on my finger I bring it up to my mouth, for a taste, but she surprises me and licks herself off my digit. This woman will be the death of my dick, she has me so turned on. My engine is fired up, roaring and ready to go. I am going to drive her body like I would my chopper, full speed no limits, hugging her curves real tight.

I've almost gotten her pants off when Jailbait comes beating down my door. "Go the fuck away, unless you are bleeding or on fucking fire get the fuck away from my door and if you are bleeding or on fire, go get help elsewhere."

"Sorry, brother, I know you're uh busy, but we gotta get ready. Hook wants to meet in less than an hour."

"Motherfucker," I grab my shirt and cut off the floor. "Cover your titties, I don't want Jailbait to pop a chubby." I have this strange feeling of jealousy bubbling and filling me up inside. I feel like I would rip out a brother's throat if he touched Red. Never felt this way before—jealousy, rage, over a woman I don't even know.

Tonight after this shit is over, she is going to wear my brand and I am going to get  to take those damn panties off.

But first I need to go talk to Betty, she needs to know that what she and I once shared won't be happening anymore. I don't know what in the hell I am doing taking Benji's old lady and making her my own, and a kid, she's got a little girl. A little girl that don't deserve to grow up around me, but fuck I want Red so I want her here with us. She is a part of her, even if she shares DNA with that sick bastard Benji.

I find Betty in the kitchen making a pizza for Slim and Foxie's boys. "You got a minute?"

"You know I always have time for you Grim." She saunters over to the kitchen door, dressed to seduce, pushing her tits and ass out, licking her lips, ready to go down on her knees right here if I say the word. "Boys, go out to the garden. I need me some tomatoes, whoever picks me the reddest, ripest tomato gets a cookie." Rebel and Striker take off running out the back door pushing and shoving.

"Look, we need to talk, you've always been real good to me, but me and you won't be having these little talks anymore. Tonight I am branding Red, she is going to be my one and only. "

"I understand Grim, how about one for the road." She goes down on her knees, and my dick is throbbing and twitching in my pants ready for release, after Red and I was interrupted, my frank and beans is aching—fucking blue balls.  Her hand is on my zipper and I am already about to blow, I have been fucking hard and horny ever since I first laid eyes on Red last night. The sound of my zipper being undone is interrupted by the burning smell of crust in the oven. What the fuck is wrong with me, how can I want to claim Red one minute and almost let Betty blow me the next. Red deserves better, I can't claim her. I will get the kid and help her get to a safe place and then I am done. 

Turning my back on Betty, I meet up with Slim to ask him to reach out to one of our friendly clubs and ask if they can hide Red and her girl for a while. "So you going to let her go?"

"Yeah, man, I am, this isn't no life for her and her little girl. You your self said the best thing God ever did was making sure you had two boys, because you wouldn't' want to raise no girls in this club."

"Brother, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant I couldn't handle having girls. You could have a family Grim."

I look over to the tables and see Foxie and Red taste testing Romeo's latest shine. Damn it, if she doesn't look like she just fits, like she has always been one of us. But five minutes ago I was ready to stick my Johnson down a whore's throat moments after almost fucking Red.  No, I take that back I wanted to make love to Red and that makes it even worse. I don't do hearts and fucking flowers bullshit. Betty knows that, and she wanted me to know my place. But fuck her, no bitch puts me in place, not even my mother.

Walking over to Foxie and Red, I take a swig of her mason jar, "Mmm...apple pie," I lick the rim of the glass where her lips just were, savoring her taste.  Red peeks up at me with those wild eyes, and I swear my heart stops for a minute, I don't know how I am going to let her walk away from me. How do you give up the one person you've ever felt drawn to?

"Jailbait, you ready to ride out? Red, your with me."

We are meeting Hook at an abandoned farm that sits between our two clubs, its neutral ground. It's where we hold meetings with any other MC's that we do business with.  I take another swig of the shine for good measure. Hook isn't exactly known for staying true to his word, so Slim and my other brothers will be watching from Watermelon Hill, there's an old water tower we always place a scout on for when we do business.

Betty comes out from behind the counter and places a kiss on my skull ring, "ride free or die trying, stay safe Grim." A daggered glare shoots across the room from Red, I swear I can feel her gaze burning holes through me. Good to know I effect her too. good to know that it isn't just me feeling this magnetic pull between the two of us.

Watching Slim kiss Foxie goodbye makes me feel slightly envious, a part of me longs to be able to give myself to someone else so completely, to share a love like they have. But I don't deserve that kind of love and I'm not capable of giving it despite what Red makes me think and feel.

I take a moment to talk the plan over with Red before we leave. "Do not get off my bike or leave Jailbait's side unless I tell you to."

"I understand, Grim." My dick twitches at the sound of my name leaving her lips.

W
e are nearing the old farm, and I can sense Red is starting to tighten her hold, like she never wants to let me go. If she only knew a part of me feels it too, but the other side of me screams just to give her over and be done with it all. I don't like all of these feelings coming in and taking over—Red is clouding my judgment. She makes me want things I can't have or give. Things I don't deserve. I have hurt people and if she only knew some of the things I have done, she would have never climbed on the back of my bike. She sure as shit wouldn't want me anywhere near her baby girl.

We make the turn onto the old property, we use to party here when I was young, now we use this spot to meet with other MC's. Hook is standing front and center in front of his whole crew, I should have known he wouldn't keep his word and keep things small. Then again this is exactly why my brother's are watching from down the road.  I cut my engine, push and release my stand, leaving Red seated on the bitch seat. 

Jailbait comes to a stop next to Red, as I walk forward to greet Hook, that smarmy bastard. "Hook, thought we had a deal to keep things small and easy."

"That whore killed my boy, you think I am going to take to that lightly boy," he spits his chew on my leather boot.

"Don't push it old man, you and I both knew Benji was a sorry excuse for a man, way I see it, Red here did ya favor. Now where's the girl?"

"Not so fast boy, what are ye offering in return? You are asking for me to let that bitch walk and to give you my granddaughter. I don't see how I am coming out on this deal. I'm down a man. Way I see it, if you want this whore to live, we gotta do us some trading, a member for a member."