Claiming Sunshine (12 page)

             
She saw the wild look in his eyes and simply said one word to him, “Gentle.”

             
It brought him back like magic.

             
“If you want to do that, you are going to have to give me a few minutes to recover from that one. Things are pretty sensitive at the moment,” she explained.

             
“I just want to fuck the hell outta ya now, Hun,” he said, as he moved on top of her. He guided his cock into her still pulsing opening, moving into her. As bad as he wanted to plunge into her and hurt her a bit, he managed to go slow, letting her stretch and take it all in. One stroke at a time, he gave it to her, all the while holding her still by the hair. She had given him permission to pull her hair.

             
“Look at me baby,” she said, as she looked up at him.

             
He slowly looked down into her eyes. What was this? He felt like he was looking right into her soul. What the fuck. He usually took a bitch with her turned around, so he wouldn't have to see her, how scared she might be, since most of the time she was. This was all new to him.

             
“Drifter, you can fuck me,” she said to him with total trust.

             
Stupid bitch.. she had no idea what he was capable of. He kneeled so he could grab her hands,  pinning them to her sides and ramming his cock hard into her. She responded by lifting her hips and wrapping her legs around him. Another first for him. She liked it, she asked for it, and she wanted more from what he could tell. Letting go of her hands he pulled her hips up to meet him. She put her legs on his shoulders, giving him a whole new sensation.

             
“There ya go babe, now look at me,” she said to him, as she grabbed her tits to steady them, as they bounced around with each thrust.

             
He looked at her again. She smiled, and just as she said, “Come for me baby.” He did, releasing everything he had into her. He rolled off and laid there looking at the ceiling, catching his breath.

             
“Are you ok?” he asked slowly, looking over at her, not sure what her reaction might be. Most just got the fuck out as soon as he was done, or laid there because they were too scared to move, disappearing after he fell asleep.

             
She was already facing him, smiling. “I'm more than ok, baby. That was amazing.”

             
“Oh, ok. So what do we do now?” he asked, completely lost on how this together bullshit was supposed to work. “Am I supposed to cuddle with you, or what?”

             
“Well, when you put it like that, it will mean so much,” she laughed at him. “What do you want to do?”

             
He grabbed her around the belly and pulled her over to him, spooning her. “I want to feel your body close to mine for a few minutes, and then I want to put you on the back of my bike, and take you to get your stuff, so you can spend a night or two here, with me.”

             
She felt his breath on her cheek as they lay there spooning and she closed her eyes. They both faded and slept.

Chapter 7

             
Scooter stayed close and had Nikki file a restraining order for both her, and the girls since he had scared them, threatening them all with a gun. Both girls were there to testify, so he had no chance of grabbing them from school again. Even so, they kept the girls at home for a few days to let them settle down after it all went down, and for Nikki's well being. Knowing that they were with her and Scooter, would keep them all safe.

              Two days later, they picked him up. He was stupid enough to go knocking at Jewl's door again.  Her neighbor called the cops, and they nabbed him. He went willingly and seemed to be giving up. He put in a request to have a supervised visit with the girls, but Nikki said no. Once divorced, he could force it, but with all the charges, she wasn't too worried about it.

              Soon, things went back to normal, with Nikki going to work at the garage. Despite Scooter assuring her that she didn't need to work, she insisted that she wasn't just going to sit around the house all day and she felt safer being around the club. The girls went back to school, and resumed going over to Kate's in the afternoon. Scooter was still sleeping on the couch at her house. He said he didn't want to give either of the girls any reason to not like him. Nikki wanted him in her bed, so bad. He made up for it by keeping the lunch visits a regular thing.

             
Scooter was so happy. He couldn't remember ever being so into a bitch his whole life. Meagan was enjoying it too, because she got the house all to herself. Every evening, he would stop by either with Nikki, or alone to check up on her. Sometimes she was happy to see him and sometimes she seemed so annoyed. “Daddy, I am practically an adult, you don't have to check up on me,” she would tell him.

             
“The day I stop checking up on you, is the day they put me in the ground. Even then, I will watch over you,” he'd say to her each time. He would give her money for gas and food, kiss her on the forehead, and let her be an almost adult.

             
After leaving the house after a visit with Meagan, Nikki mentioned that Meagan probably had a guy at the house. Scooter was in denial.

             
“No way in hell that girl would have a guy in my house. She knows what would happen if I found a male making moves on my baby, in my house,” he said puffing up, as they walked towards the truck and bike in the driveway.

             
Nikki just smiled. “She isn't your baby anymore and the way she was acting and kept glancing at her bedroom door the entire time we were in there, I don't know?” she said, gesturing her chin towards the house.

             
Scooter did an about face, and started back towards the house. Nikki ran to catch up with him.

             
“What do you think you are going to do?” she asked, getting in front of him, not realizing that he was serious. “I just thought it was cute. You don't have to do anything about it.”

             
He stopped and looked at her. “Sunshine, if there is a boy in my house having his way with my baby, and I catch him, no tellin' what I'm gonna do to the little fucker.”

             
He took her by the shoulders and moved her out of the way. “Not your place, Nikki, back the fuck off.” He marched up the porch stairs.

              Meagan had just stepped back into the bedroom after watching her dad and Nikki head towards their vehicles. “Hey baby, you can come out of the closet, they're gone now,” she laughed at herself. “Come out of the closet.”

             
Joe, one of the Northwest Knights, slipped out of her closet. “Your dad is gonna kill me.”

             
As if on cue, Scooter blasted into the bedroom and went for Joe, not realizing or caring who this little fucker was.

             
“Pres, stop,” he begged, as Scooter grabbed him by the throat, held him against the wall, and cocked his fist back to plow into Joe's head.

             
“No, Daddy!” Meagan screamed, as she and Nikki tried their best to get Scooter to let go of Joe.

             
“Scooter, honey, you need to let go of Joe's neck, you're killing him,” Nikki said calmly to him, as Meagan continued to scream, pull, and slap at her dad.

             
Scooter was in shock. He couldn't let go. He just stared, with one hand holding him, a brother, and the other hand still cocked back in a fist, ready to destroy him in one blow.

             
Nikki continued to talk to him calmly, placing her hand on his shoulder. He slowly loosened his grip and Joe fell to the floor, gasping for air. Meagan dropped to the floor with Joe, still screaming at her dad. “You almost killed him, you asshole!”

             
Scooter just stared at the two of them. After a few minutes, he just shook his head and walked out.

             
Nikki followed him, leaving Meagan to take care of Joe. “Hey, Babe, you ok?” she asked.

             
He just went to his bike, got on, and took off. No words, no eye contact, just the need to get as far away as possible. He went to the club and locked himself in his room, for several hours. He told Drifter to keep Joe away from the clubhouse until further notice. Drifter didn't question why, for now, and gave Pres his space.

             
Nikki  picked up the girls, and went home. Feeling pretty safe without him, but missing him, she sent him a single text and then left him alone.

Nikki: Hey babe, all is well here. Take all the time you need I'm here if you need me. <3

              Even though she was in love with him, she had held back from saying it, until he did. He hadn't yet, so hearts would have to do for now.

             
She and the girls had a quiet night of homework and television. They asked about him and she told them that he and Meagan were fighting and he needed some time. They all went to bed a little uneasy without him there. Nikki laid in bed for over an hour before drifting off to sleep.

             
She woke up to a warm body slipping in the bed, beside her. She smelled the leather in the room, and the familiar hand, wrap around her middle and pull her to him. She placed her hand on his.

             
“I'm right here babe,” she whispered.

             
“Thank you, Sunshine. I really need you to be right here.” He kissed her head and they both fell asleep, together in her bed.

              The next day, she tried to ask him about it. He said there was nothing to talk about, and Joe wouldn't be around from now on. He was choosing to ignore it, and stay away from Joe and Meagan. At lunch, instead of going to his room, they drove in her truck, to a furniture store to get a new mattress.

             
“I don't wanna lay with you on his bed. I wanna lay with you on our bed,” he told her on the way there. He let her pick the mattress and bed frame that she wanted, saying as long as they were on it together, he didn't care what it looked like. She picked a large 4 post bed and a nice firm mattress to go on it. He did insist on king size.

             
“Does this mean you are going to start sleeping in the bed with me?” she asked him, on the way back to her house.

             
“I think it's time. I just don't wanna mess with the girls. If they get uncomfortable, I will stop,” he told her.

             
It was amazing to Nikki that Scooter was such a bad ass, yet had so much respect for her and her kids. She also knew that if she tried to leave him, it wouldn't end well. He has claimed her, and that was that. It didn't seem to bug her though, because she felt safe and taken care of. That had never happened to her before and it felt so good.

             
That night, after the girls went to bed and he knew they were asleep, he turned off the television that they were both watching. He took her by the hand, and led her down the hall towards her bedroom. She had butterflies.

             
He gently pulled her into the room, shut the door, and locked it. “Ok, Sunshine, this is where we see how quiet you can be when I'm fuckin' ya.” He wrapped his arms around her, engulfing her in a hug.

             
“I don't think I can be quiet,” she said as she reached up to him with her mouth, to kiss him.

             
He kissed her back, hard, pulling away for a moment. “You havta be quiet Sunshine, cause you wake up those girls, I'm back on the couch. You get me?”

             
She nodded.

             
“Now... how you want it? Slow, or hard and fast?” he said, grabbing a handful of hair and cocking her head up to look at him.

             
“Hard please,” she said, realizing how much she liked the hair pulling, and wanted more of the same. Sam had tried to dominate her, but she didn't trust him. He didn't seem to care about her outside the bedroom, or even like her, as a person. So the dominating with the trust and love that she felt with Scooter, was amazing.

             
She was pulled out of her thoughts, with him letting her out of the hug. He walked her over to the new bed. Grabbing her shoulders, he turned her towards the bed. “Hard it will be, Sunshine,” he said as he put his hand around the base of her neck, forcing her to bend over the bed.  “Remember... shhh, don't make noise.”