Twisted Rose: Motorcycle Dark Romance 3 (The Darkness Trilogy) (18 page)

XLI

R
OSE SPENT SOME TIME WITH
the women who lived in the cabins. They were friendly to her and she liked them. They brought her into a sparse kitchen and sat her at a wooden table. They brought her hot tea and warm bread served with fresh butter. It was delicious and Rose ate it hungrily. The women left her to herself for the most part. She realized that they probably weren’t used to women in full leather suits riding in on motorcycles. She even had a gun stuffed inside her suit. She must have looked like some sort of vigilante fighter.

After an hour or two one of the men who’d been in the medicine cabin came to get her.

“The doctor’s done,” he said. “You can see your man now.”

Rose followed him to the cabin and when she saw Josh lying on the bed she ran over to him and hugged him carefully.

“I missed you,” he said.

“Me too,” she said, and it was the truth. She’d been used to being alone, fending for herself and making do with her own company but now that she had Josh she found it lonely when he wasn’t with her. She’d gotten used to his presence already.

She sat next to him and brushed his hair from his face. He was sweating and the hair was stuck to his forehead.

“How do you feel?” she said.

“Fine,” he said. “I think they got everything.”

“Do you want to stay here and rest for a few days?”

“No,” Josh said. “I don’t think it’s safe. The DRMC will have found all those bodies by now and they’ll be searching this entire area. Sooner or later they’ll find this place and I don’t want to be here when they do. If they find out that these people helped us there’ll be hell to pay.”

“When do we have to leave?” Rose said.

“We should go when it gets dark.”

Rose looked out the open door of the cabin. It would be getting dark in a few hours.

“Will you be ready to ride?” she said. “You were shot back in Val-d’Or, and now you’ve been shot again. You can’t keep going like this.”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll rest when we get to safety.”

Rose nodded. She looked at Josh and he seemed strong enough to travel again. His eyes were bright and lively.

“Come here,” he said to her.

She leaned down to him and he kissed her passionately on the mouth. She closed her eyes and felt the softness of his lips, the tenderness of his kiss. His tongue touched hers and her heart skipped a beat. She knew this was the man she wanted to make her future with. If her future was bright and full of possibilities, if she was going to move on from the terrible past she’d had and embrace all the good things that life could give her, then Josh was the man she wanted to do it with.

“What’s our plan?” she said.

“You mean for the future?”

“Yes. I mean, what are we going to do when we get away from here, when we’re safe and the DRMC aren’t following us?”

“They’ll always follow us, Rose. They’re not your average MC. They’re evil and they’ll hunt us down for the rest of our lives.”

“What if they lost their head?” Rose said.

“What do you mean?”

“What if their president got killed?”

“You can’t kill the president. No one even knows who he is. Apparently he’s not even a biker.”

“He’s not, Rose said. He’s a business man in the city and Patrice knows who he is.”

“Patrice knows who the president of the DRMC is?”

“Yes. His name is John Grady Heart.”

Josh was quiet for a minute while he thought about the name.

“I’ve heard that name before. He’s some big business guy in Montreal. In with all the politicians.”

“Patrice says he’s the real head of the DRMC.”

“And he’s going to kill him?”

“Yes.”

Immediately, Josh started to get up from the bed. There was no way he was ready for action already, he needed to rest more, but he didn’t care. He pulled himself out of the bed and Rose saw him grimace in pain.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going after him.”

“What do you mean? That’s crazy. You’ll get yourself killed.”

“We can’t let Patrice go alone,” Josh said. “He won’t stand a chance against a guy like that.”

“He thinks he will.”

“Rose, he won’t. He’ll be killed in two minutes flat.”

“Josh, you don’t even know where he’s headed.”

“I can find out the office of John Grady Heart. He’s one of the most well-known businessmen in Montreal.”

“Josh, please don’t.”

She put her hand on Josh and he stopped what he was doing.

“Rose,” he said, looking her in the eye. “How can you tell me to stop? You saw how that boy stuck up for us. I know he wronged you in the past and I’ll make him answer for it, but if he’s riding toward certain death then we have a duty to ride out after him. I won’t try to stop him. He’s a DRMC man and if he has trouble with the president of that MC then I’ll do what I can to help him kill him.”

“You’ll get yourself killed,” Rose said. “What’s the good of that?”

Josh sighed. He knew there was a very real chance of getting himself killed if he rode out after Patrice.

“I can’t let that stop me,” he said. “If men aren’t willing to risk their lives, even when it looks hopeless, for the things they believe in, then what kind of men are they?”

“Just listen to me,” Rose said. “Patrice needs to do this alone. Even if it means he’s going to die, even if they’re going to gun him down before he gets within a hundred yards of John Grady Heart, this is something he’s got to do, and he’s got to do it alone.”

XLII

“I
T JUST SEEMS A WASTE,”
Josh said. “If I could get to him I could help him. Or if it looks hopeless I could talk him out of it. Get him to walk away.”

Rose shook her head. “I know you don’t want to let him face this alone, but he’s got to do it.”

“I just don’t feel right about it,” Josh said. “I don’t know what it is, but I feel somehow tied to him. I could have been him. If things had gone differently in my life, if the DRMC hadn’t killed my father, I might have been sucked into their gang.”

“You’d never have allowed yourself to do the things that Patrice did,” Rose said. “I know you and I know you’d never do things like that.”

“Maybe,” Josh said. “I guess I don’t know what it was about him, but something made me spare his life back at the clubhouse in Val-d’Or. He was right there and I was supposed to kill him, and I didn’t.”

“It’s a good thing,” Rose said. “If you’d killed him both of us would be dead right now too.”

Josh nodded. “I know. There’s no way we’d have made it out of that clearing without him.”

“It seems like somehow his destiny and ours were destined to intertwine.”

“And I guess that’s why I find it difficult to let him ride into the city alone now,” Josh said. “If he means to kill the DRMC president, he just doesn’t stand a chance of coming out alive.”

“You’ve gone into worse situations,” Rose said.

“And it’s a wonder I’m still here,” Josh said.

Rose nodded. She knew it was true. If Patrice really did know where to find the DRMC president then in all likelihood he was going to get himself killed. Especially after what Josh had just done in Val-d’Or. Security would be tighter than ever around the DRMC.

“But I just feel it,” Rose said. “I feel that this is something Patrice has to do himself. It’s because of the DRMC that he did the awful things he did. It’s because of them that he raped me, hurt me, and did so many other unspeakable things. He’s as much their victim as I ever was. I saw the way they tried to tear him down, deprive him of any dignity and self-worth he had.”

“So you think if he goes in and kills the president, he’ll find some sort of redemption for his crimes?”

“I think so,” Rose said. “If his score is with the DRMC, then it stops with the president. And it’s only right that he should try to kill the president, or die trying.”

Josh nodded. “I guess that sounds about right,” he said.

“And for our part,” Rose continued, “we’re finished with them. When we get out of this place and find somewhere safe, all I want to do is forget about the DRMC forever. I want to forget about Serge and Fat Boy and Murdoch and all of the terrible, horrible things they did to me. I want to get out of here and I don’t want to think about those men ever again.”

“It will be easier now that they’re all dead,” Josh said.

Rose nodded. “Yes,” she said. “Yes it will.”

She took Josh’s face in her hands.

“Are you really committed to this?” she said to him. “Are you really committed to making a future with me, to moving forward despite all the things that have been done to me?”

Josh looked into her eyes and instead of answering her question he pressed his lips against hers. His mouth felt so good against hers and she opened her lips and let his tongue caress her own. Josh pulled himself up from the bed. He got down and walked over to the door.

“Where are you going?” Rose said.

“Nowhere,” Josh said. He shut the door and locked the iron latch inside it. “I just want to make sure no one disturbs us,” he said.

Rose’s heart fluttered. She still couldn’t believe what was happening. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was and how much her life had changed in such a short time. And most of all she couldn’t believe that her future was with a man like Josh.

He came back over to her and she put her arms around his shoulders and kissed him again. He lifted her up onto the bed. She was surprised that he had the strength to do it after all of his injuries. There was a bandage on his shoulder where he’d been wounded and the doctor had put fresh bandages on the older wounds too.

“What are you doing? What if someone tries to come in?” Rose said.

“Don’t worry about anyone else,” Josh said. “From now one, all you have to worry about is me!”

He pushed her back onto the bed and began taking off her suit.

“Oh my God,” she said. “Josh, they’ll see us. The window!”

Josh seemed to be overcome with passion. He didn’t care that they were in the medicine cabin of this little community and that people were right outside. He wanted her right then and there and he was going to have her. She leaned back on the firm surface of the bed and let him do what he wanted.

He pulled her suit down and she straightened her feet so that it would slide over her ankles. She felt strangely naked and vulnerable on the bed. A window looked out at the clearing to her right and she could hear the voices of the children playing outside.

Josh spread her legs open and then bent down so that his face was between her thighs.

“What are you doing?” she said but then she gasped as his mouth met her vagina.

She felt his tongue run inside her. It slid so quickly over the mouth and lips of her pussy that she was instantly aroused. She reached down to his head and pulled his face harder toward her cunt.

“Oh, God,” she sighed. “Josh. Take me right now.”

Josh continued licking her vagina for a few more seconds before getting up. He looked at her with a wicked, mischievous smile on his face.

“You’re all mine, now,” he said.

Rose heard the words and they filled her with happiness. She was all his. That was all she wanted to be.

Josh opened his jeans and pulled out his firm penis. She wrapped her legs around him and looked up into his eyes as the tip of his shaft penetrated her.

“Oh, God!” she cried. “Josh!”

“Rose,” he said and began thrusting rhythmically forward into her.

She kept her eyes locked on his. He was looking right at her and she knew that this was her future. This was the life she’d been praying for and hoping for all those years that she’d been a captive.

It only took Josh a few thrusts before Rose felt the first throb of pleasure from him. He gasped and shut his eyes and then she felt the surge of semen rush up from inside him and pour into her. It was the most delicious, delectable feeling in all the world.

“Oh, God, yes!” she cried out.

She loved the feeling of his sperm spilling into her. She loved it more than she’d ever loved any other feeling. She loved Josh more than she’d ever loved any other person.

Josh finished climaxing and then leaned down over her. He kissed her on the lips.

“I love you, Rose,” he said.

XLIII

A
S SOON AS DARKNESS FELL,
Josh and Rose got on their bikes and left the small encampment that had been their home for the past few hours. Rose was so grateful for everything they’d done for Josh, his wounds were properly bandaged and he seemed a lot stronger than he had when they’d arrived.

They said goodbye to the people of the camp around the fire and taken some supplies that the women had packaged for them. Their bikes had also been refueled. They had a long ride ahead of them and it wasn’t going to be easy.

It was too dangerous to go back to the highway. The DRMC would be combing the area searching for them and they couldn’t risk taking the open road. There would certainly be a few riders waiting along their path that way. Their only option was to take the backcountry.

With the coming spring, the logging trails were passable on a motorcycle for the most part. There was a trail that went up the coast of Lac des Myriques and then continued all the way through the forest to the Ashuapmuschuan River. It was many miles to the river and they didn’t know if they would be able to pass it when they got to it. If it had still been winter they could have crossed the ice, but now the river would be high with melt water and there weren’t any bridges across it for many miles. As far as they knew the nearest bridge was down at Saint-Félicien.

“We have no choice,” Josh said. “We can’t take the highway. We’ll go as far as the river and see what happens.”

Rose was apprehensive about trying to go so far through the forest. She’d never been through such a remote stretch before in her life and they were trying to do it by night. There were all sorts of wild animals that lived in those parts and all Rose could do was think about them. There were bears, wildcats, wolves and she didn’t know what else.

She stayed as close as possible behind Josh and they never got to more than twenty miles per hour. At some places they had to get off the bikes and walk them through mud or up steep inclines. It was slow going and the only thing that stopped them from freezing was the fact that the traveling was so physical. If they’d been on the open highway it would have been too cold to ride like that through the night.