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CHAPTER THIRTY

MADALYN

It has been four weeks since I was taken by Crypt and shot. I am healed up, but still get aches and pains now and then.

Kohen has been with me the whole time, fussing over me, and making sure that every day he tells me that he loves me. His constant care and affection have been a sight to see. My man serving me breakfast in bed wearing just tight black boxer briefs is one of my favorites.

The nightmares have played their part in my recovery, but Kohen's presence beside me with his gentle whispers and heated body holding me, I come back from them and feel safe with him.

The club has become a safe haven, a place where I can rebuild myself, surrounded by those who genuinely care. A family. Both Aria and Grandpa Pete have loved being here, meeting the brothers, and they have taken to Aria, seeing her as a little sister.

The twins have been a source of laughs and giggles. Seeing the way Kohen interacts with them only deepens my affection for him. One day we will have our own baby, and I know that he will love him or her like he does Emmi and Rex.

He is not just my protector, he is my partner, the keeper of my heart.

As I look around at the family that is the club, I realize that this is what I've always wanted – a place to belong, people to love and be loved by. The club sees me as one of their own, I belong to not only Target but to the Rugged Skulls MC.

Ruth has also been around while I have been recovering, and it has been nice to have her here.

Darian went crazy when I got home, wanting to kill anyone associated with Crypt’s club.

I think the three of us have formed a good relationship, and it is one that I cannot wait to explore more.

I love girly nights in, and they love girly nights out, so this will be fun.

“You okay, sis?” Aria asks me, a frown in place on her beautiful face.

Smiling warmly at her, I touch her arm. “I am amazing. not working has been driving me crazy so I cannot wait to get back to it. Darian and Kohen ganged up on me and made me take some time to recover, and if I am being honest with you, I am glad they did.”

“They only want what’s best for you. Like we all do.”

“I know.”

“I love it here, Maddi.” My sister looks around the back yard at the club and I smile.

The brothers are all plotted around, talking with a beer in hand. The club girls are trying to get their attention and if I am being honest, it is quite the show seeing them fail. Batting their eyelashes, pushing up their boobs to entice the men but all the men do is talk.

“Me too, sister. Me, too. I need to pee; I will be right back.”

“So, you need me to come with you?” Aria asks.

“I am okay to go to the restroom alone, honey. I will be fine, I am safe here,” I assure her.

She nods, then gets to her feet, walking over to where Ruth and Darian are getting some food.

Walking past the men, Kohen looks to me, a smile on his face, and his eyes light up when they see me.

“You good?” he mouths to me.

I nod and point to the door, indicating that I am going inside. With a chin lift, he goes back to talking to Savage and Racer.

Stepping inside, I let my eyes adjust to the dim lighting in here, which is a stark difference to the Phoenix sun outside. Forge is in the corner of the room getting a blowjob and winks at me as I pass.

“You have a room,” I tell him, making him chuckle.

“Where is the fun in that?” Shaking my head at him, I walk down the hall to the restroom area.

Since my kidnapping, I have found that I am more at ease with the brothers, not scared to say what’s on my mind in fear of getting my head bitten off, or made fun of. Now they laugh with me or at me in the friendly family sense, not one that will hurt my feelings.

I am one of theirs and treated as such.

Once I am done emptying my bladder that was full of white wine, I wash my hands and then go to Kohen’s room to touch up my hair and make-up. A smile creeps across my face when I look at the now made bed, while this morning we were rumpled between the sheets while he made me come three times.

Twice with his mouth and once with his cock. That man knows how to please me.

Sliding the lip gloss across my lips, I smile to myself, feeling like a new person. Finding Kohen and the club has given me a sense of new confidence, and I love that.

It has made me a better woman and I feel lighter than I have in years.

“Oh, do you think that a little lip gloss will keep him with you?” Diana scoffs at the door to our bedroom.

“Oh, do you think that he’s still going to want a skank like you?” I bitch back.

Yeah, this chick grew a fucking backbone. It only took a gunshot wound and the love of a sexy biker to do it but hey, I will take it.

I step closer to her, and she backs up, leaning back with a curled lip as she looks at me.

“It is shame that you, an adult, has no sisterhood, or girl power when it comes to men. You put your dirty pussy before other women. I would never in my life go after a man who already had a woman. It is sad that women like you do it. Shame on you. You have had your time of trying to push me around but no more, Diana. You and your little girl crew can fuck off a small cliff for all I care.”

I try to push past her but she braces and I almost fall back.

“You do not belong here, bitch, you are a stuck up cunt that we want gone,” she snarls.

“Well, tough fucking shit, I am staying. I love Target and he loves me. Now, touch me again and see what happens.”

“Yes. You go sister,” is called to my right and I see Darian, Tracie, and Louise.

“I think your time here at the club is done, Diana.” Louise smiles while delivering the news.

Diana folds her thin arms, popping a boney hip at the older lady.

“You can’t do that, only the Pres can kick me out and I don’t see Racer anywhere.” She looks smug but when I look to Louise, so does she.

Tracie winks at me and I know they know something that Diana does not.

“Prospect,” gets called and I turn to see Reid, the other prospect, walking around the corner with his phone aimed up at us.

“Pres is on his way. So is VP.” His deep voice makes Diana shiver, but maybe not in a good way.

“So, you are into ganging up on people now. Trapping them. I didn’t think the Rugged Skulls were into that sort of thing. I will claim that you tricked me.”

“You do realize that he is still recording you, right? You’ve just done yourself in, bitch,” Darian snarks off.

The air around us grows thick while we wait for the men to arrive.

“You did this. You fucking tricked me. We will see who has the last laugh, Target will never stay with you. He needs a cock in his ass to survive,” she screams at me, but I laugh at her, not showing her the mini inner freakout I am having.

Never show weakness is what Grandpa Peter tells us.

“That’s enough, Diana. Pack your shit. you are done,” Racer commands.

She jumps, then the tears start, and the pleading, but the big imposing man doesn’t hear any of it.

“You are fucking done. This is the last time that you come at an Ol’ Lady of the club. You have one hour to get out.”

She stares at him with narrowed eyes showing her anger, her fists clenched at her sides.

“You will regret this, Racer. Fucking regret it.” She stamps away, almost knocking me over, but my man step to me, arm around my waist, pulling me to him.

“I fucking dare you to touch my woman,” he snarls at her.

“I love a good flay, don’t you? Maybe we could see just how many puncture holes it takes for your fake tits to deflate,” Savage casually says, leaning against the wall, ankles crossed while he cleans his nails with a knife.

Her eyes flash wide, then narrow and she marches away.

“You have issues, brother,” Racer says to Savage, who winks.

That man is too sexy for his own good. Dark hair and blond tips, which is shorter on the sides and longer on top that he spikes up. With both ears pierced, he wear different earrings in both, but it is the tattoos that add to his dark side.

He has tattoos up his neck, and down both arms, one covering his hand.

“You like my issues, they have helped us out in times of need, brother. But for now I will take my issues back outside because I need a beer, before I get to hear these two fuck like sex is going out of fashion.” He leaves.

“On that note of loud fucking, I am joining the men for a drink, or fucking ten,” Racer pipes up, but looks to me. “You did good, standing your ground. Proud of you.” He leaves and the women follow.

Darian winks at me, giving me the thumbs up.

“Prospect, this will not go unnoticed,” Target says to Reid.

He nods and leaves also.

Kohen and I go into his room and I bite my nails, turning to look at him.

The door closes and he looks at me with a knowing look on his face. Stepping to me, his hands rest on my hips, inching closer. His scent of oil and beer bathes me and soothes any tension but the question is bouncing around my head.

I know I should not let her win, but I can’t stop what I feel and think.

“I do not need a cock in my life. You are more than enough. I fucking love you, Mads. Now and for-fucking-ever, baby. Now kiss your man.” I smile at him, going up on my toes to give him the kiss that he wants. Then I drop to my knees and give him what I want.

My fingers work his belt and buttons, then push his jeans and boxer briefs down his thick thighs. Licking my lips, his cock springs free, and I lick the tip, cleaning up the bead of precome there.

“You like the taste of me, baby?” I nod, my lips widening, and taking the tip into my mouth.

He growls. His nostrils flaring, his teeth sink into his lip as I take more of him. Humming around his length, he grips my hair tighter, urging me on, to take him all.

Kohen has taught me that sex can be good, can be enjoyed by both people involved. Or sometimes more. Right now, I am making him feel good with my mouth, my own body is alight with desire for him. Rumbles of noises come from him as I suck hard, running my mouth up and down his cock.

Gripping his balls, his hips arch, pressing into my mouth more, and making me gag, which makes him grin.

“Fucking love your mouth on me, baby.” His fingers thread into my hair that I left down, and he tugs at the strands making my eyes water, but I keep going.

I know that he would never hurt me, he is just lost in the sensation while making sure that I am still okay.

“Oh, fuck that is good. Keep sucking, Mads. I am going to come in your mouth, coating your throat with my cum.” He pants, his eyes dark as they gaze down at me. “Yes, like that. Oh, fuck, I am going to come. Swallow it all, baby. Yes.”

I lick him clean, dropping my hand from his balls, resting it on his thigh, and then look up at him.

He pulls me to my feet, lowering me onto the bed and looms over me. He kisses my lips, his tongue delving into my mouth, tasting himself. His mouth moves lower, kissing across my cheek, then my jaw, down to my neck and across my collarbone.

He moves to my bicep, where I carry the scar of the bullet, and my body shivers from his lips, my nipples hardening into peaks.

He looks up at me, a smile in place. “I am going to fuck you so damn hard, baby. I have missed your pussy.”

“I have missed you in me too, Kohen. I freaking love you, baby. Make love to me.” That sets him off, and he jump from the bed, ripping his clothes off in record time. I do the same, slipping from my dress and panties.

“Get on the bed, baby. Head on the pillow, and that delectable ass in the air. I want to feast on it before I fuck it, making it nice and juicy.” I pant at his words.

Needing him as much as he needs me.

His big hands, spread my ass cheeks, right before I feel the hot wet tongue slide across my tight hole. I buck at the feeling; no one has ever done that to me before. My pussy weeps for him, so he licks me, sucking all of the arousal out of me.

He feasts like he promised.

When I come on his face, I am a panting, whimpering mess for him. He gives one more long, slow lick, before he bites my fleshy globes, then I feel him move.

Looking over my shoulder at him, I feel Kohen positioning his cock at my pussy, ready to take me to great orgasmic heights. Bringing his gaze to mine, I see how dark his eyes are.

“Do you know how fucking hot it was to see you defend us, to stand up to that bitch? Fuck, it was hot, baby.”

“Fuck me like I am yours, Kohen.” He growls then he pushes into to me, hard and fast.

I cry out, my fingers gripping the bedding for support.

The bed shakes as he fucks me hard and fast like I asked.

I lose control of my body; it now belongs to him. He owns me right through to my marrow. I am his to fuck, to cherish and to love.

And I would not want it any other way.

“Play with your clit, baby. I need this to be fast. My balls are screaming to empty, fill up your cunt,” he grunts behind me.

Keeping my elbows locked to keep me upright, I reach down between my legs and touch my clit. I am dripping for him, my pussy feels wet, hot, and swollen.

Just how he likes it.

“Oh, shit. I am going to come.” My body goes tight and within seconds I come, and my fingers slow as my body rides out the climax, with Kohen fucking me hard.

“YES!” he bellows as he comes. His cock swelling and twitching inside of me feels so good.

My body uncurls from its tension, collapsing onto the bed, with my man right behind me. I am like a rag doll when he moves me so that I am lying on top of his body, my chest to his, my legs on either side of his.

“I will never get enough of you, Mads.” His deep breathy voice sends a wave of lust through me again.

I rub my body on his, making him chuckle.

“You want more of your man, baby?”

Looking up at him, I rest my chin on my palms that are flat on his chest.

“I will never get enough of you, Kohen.”

He smiles and it melts my heart. This man is mine and I will not allow some bully club girl to take him from me.

I knew moving to Phenix was a good idea, but now I think it was a fucking awesome idea.