Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Savage

BY THE TIME I get back from renting an SUV and trailer to load everything in, Zoey is almost completely done packing what she wants to take with her. I start taking down the totes and suitcases to load in the back of the SUV before I load up her bike in the trailer. It’s enclosed so nothing will happen to her bike on the way to Clinton City. After loading up her bike, I head back up for another load of things. However, I look around the area completely because I feel eyes watching my every move. No one stands out as I look around and there’s nothing but shadows as I continue to scan the area. I don’t have a good fucking feeling about this shit. I want to get this shit taken care of so we can put this shit behind Zoey. She needs to feel safe and get away from whoever is watching her. Obviously my kitten has a stalker of some kind and none of us have any clue who the fuck it is. That’s a major problem.

“Zoey, are you ready to leave tonight? I want to get the fuck outta here,” I ask her when I make it back in her apartment to find her packing the last of her things in the living room and kitchen.

“Yeah. I haven’t been sleeping so good so I’ll be okay to drive tonight. It’s not that late either,” she answers, shoving her head in a cabinet to reach something on one of the higher shelves.

I want to laugh because my girl is short as fuck and she’s standing on her tippy toes to reach something she’ll never be able to. However, I don’t let my laugh escape because if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that Zoey doesn’t like to be laughed at when it comes to her height. She wants to do as much as she can on her own and won’t let anything stand in her way. I can easily see her climbing on counters and anything else she needs to in order to get what she wants. Instead, I make my way over to her, the front of my body pressed against her back. I reach over her head and grab the remaining items from the cupboard and hand them to her. Zoey glares at me with a look telling me she would’ve gotten them if I’d given her a chance. It’s cute as fuck as I lean down and press a kiss to her lips. I’ll never fucking get tired of kissing my girl.

Before I can do anything else, I take another load down to pack in the SUV and trailer. I’m leaving room for my bike just in case I need to put it in the trailer and drive. There’s still plenty of room for me to load the totes in between the bikes so they don’t crash into one another if we get into an accident or something on the way home. I won’t take any chances with Zoey’s bike. I’m worried about my bike too, but hers is more important. She saved every penny and bought it on her own without help from anyone. I won’t risk something happening to it because I didn’t think things through while loading the trailer.

It doesn’t take me long to load everything up. When I’m done, Zoey’s on the phone with her dad and Playboy. They make arrangements to come load up the furniture and take it to the Phantom Bastard compound to store for now. They’ll be here in the next few days to pick everything up so no one gets a chance to destroy everything here. Tank is gonna pick up the key he gave me. He wants me to hide it outside the door and let him know where I’ve put it just before we get on the road. Before Zoey can hang up, I take her phone and let them know about feeling watched while I load everything. Tank assures me he’ll leave in a minute so no one has a chance to get the key and enter the building and apartment before he can stop them.

After hanging up, Zoey makes one more trip through her apartment to make sure she doesn”t forget anything. When she gets back to me in the living room, I hand her purse to her and make sure she’s got her cell phone out in case it’s needed. I’m not about to tell her about the feeling of being watched I just experienced. She doesn’t need to be upset or feel as if she’s never going to escape this shit. I’ll keep it to myself since we’re leaving and no one will ever get close to her again. Not while I’m around.

I help Zoey in the SUV and hand over the keys so she can start the engine. Climbing on my bike after closing her door, I put my face mask on before my helmet. With my engine started, I don’t rev it as normal because it’s later in the day and I don’t want to disturb anyone if they go to bed early. Zoey pulls out before me and I follow her as we head out of town toward Clinton City. I put the clubhouse’s address in her GPS before leaving so she has the directions we need to go. I’ve also got my Bluetooth connected to her phone in case she needs to reach me in a hurry.

We haven’t been on the road for more than a few minutes before I see a cop car pull out and follow us. I guess I shouldn’t say it pulled out on the road. It’s more like they just now turned their headlights on so I know they’re behind us. I keep one eye on the road in front of me and one on the car behind me. While I may not know all the details about the cop harassing Zoey, I have a feeling deep in my gut that this is the fucker everyone’s been talking about. I hope he plays his fucking games with me following behind her right now. I’ll put him in his fucking place without hesitation and I know everyone will back me up. This asshole has pulled way too many stunts when it comes to my kitten and they’re gonna fucking end. Tonight.

Just as I have the thought about him fucking with Zoey, the red and blues come on. I swear as I watch Zoey slow down even more and pull off the side of the road. Following her, I park my bike behind the trailer and shut the engine off. I don’t bother pulling my helmet off because this fucker doesn’t deserve to know who the fuck I am. Yeah, he can run my plate and get all my information that way. I’m gonna make the twatwaffle work for this shit.

Turning in my seat, I watch the cop get out of his car and head in our direction. He glares at me and shoots daggers out of his eyes the closer he gets to me.

“Don’t fucking move. You shouldn’t even have stopped. I’m not pulling you over, I’m pulling the SUV over. Get the fuck outta here,” the cop growls as I take in his haggard appearance.

This guy is a fucking addict and isn’t doing a very good job at hiding it from anyone. It takes me seconds to pick up the track marks going up his arm. His uniform is unkempt and I can smell the body odor wafting from him even though he’s several feet away from me. The fucker’s hair is greasy and stringy as if he hasn’t showered in months. Before I can continue cataloging his details, he bypasses me and makes his way to the driver’s door of the SUV. I can’t hear what he”s saying to Zoey from my spot, so I get off my bike and move up behind him. He doesn’t even hear me approach.

“You think you can get out of Benton Falls and away from me? That’s not gonna happen, little girl. I’ll always find you and make sure you pay for getting me in trouble at work. One more incident and I’ll be on desk duty until I die. You’re nothing more than a fucking tease and sluts like you don’t deserve to live their lives free and happy,” he’s telling her as I step up directly behind him, my vision turning red as I listen to his vile words.

“Don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but you’re done threatenin’ my woman. She’s done nothin’ to you. I suggest you get the fuck outta here and leave her alone before I make you leave her the fuck alone. I’m not like her family who take this shit to your boss. I’ll deal with your ass on my own and no one will ever find your fuckin’ body,” I promise the prick as he quickly spins and almost falls to look at me instead of Zoey.

Looking over his shoulder I find my girl shaking uncontrollably in her seat with her hands holding onto the steering wheel so tight her knuckles are white. This fucker has scared her and I’m not gonna let that fucking go.

“You can’t threaten an officer of the law,” he stutters, spit dripping down his chin as fear fills his eyes.

“It’s not a fuckin’ threat, fucker,” I state, grabbing the collar of his shirt and leading him away from Zoey and the SUV. “This is the last time you even look at my girl. She’s leavin’ town and if I hear you’ve made any moves to follow her, I’ll find you and gut you where you stand. I’m not one to fuck with. I protect what’s mine and that girl is mine. Get the fuck outta here and don’t let me catch you followin’ us again.”

Opening the cop’s car door, I shove his ass inside before slamming it behind him. He immediately starts the engine and pulls away from the side of the road, turning in the middle of the road to head back toward town. I don’t stop watching him until I can no longer see the taillights of his cruiser. Finally, I make my way to the driver’s door of the SUV and fling it open. I unbuckle my kitten before pulling her into my arms and holding her trembling body.

“It’s okay, kitten. I’ve got you. He’s not gonna fuck with you ever again. I’m gonna load my bike in the trailer and drive. You’re in no shape to drive now. Get in the passenger seat while I grab the blanket I kept out for you. I’ll get you all comfortable in the seat before I load up my bike so we can take off,” I tell her, leading her around the front of the SUV and helping her get back inside.

The SUV is still running as I fasten her seatbelt before leaning across her and turning on the heat. She might not be cold, but I’m not gonna take any chances when it comes to her. After making sure she’ll be warm until I can get her blanket out, I shut the door behind me and quickly load up my bike in the trailer and make sure it’s strapped down. I finally take off my helmet and face mask on my way back to the SUV from the trailer. Lifting the back hatch, I pull out the blanket and carefully set my helmet on top of one of the totes. With the blanket and face mask in hand, I close the hatch and head for the driver’s door.

I cover my kitten up and slide my hand under the blanket to rest on her thigh before putting the SUV in gear and pulling away from the side of the road. Neither one of us speaks as I leave Benton Falls behind and head out of town. I was planning on driving straight through, but that’s not gonna happen now. I want to make sure Zoey is okay before we get too close to home. I’m not gonna take her in the clubhouse when she’s still upset, scared, and overwhelmed about the run-in with the asshole that’s been harassing her for longer than should’ve been allowed.

I drive for a few hours before finding a decent hotel to stop at for the night. My eyes have been glued to the mirrors ever since I pulled away from the side of the road to make sure the stupid fuck didn’t wait a few minutes and start following us again. He didn’t. Pulling up next to the main doors, I leave the SUV running and Zoey sleeping so I can go in and get a room for us. I don’t take my eyes off the SUV the entire time I’m checking us in and securing a room on the ground floor with an outside door. I want to have easy access to get the fuck away if it’s needed. After paying, I head back out to the SUV and park in front of our room. Zoey starts to wake up the second I put the SUV in park again.

“What are we doing here?” she asks, her voice husky from sleep as she turns confused eyes on me.

“We’re gonna stop for the night. I want to take care of you before we get to the clubhouse. There’s no set schedule we’re on, kitten,” I inform her, my voice low and gentle as I can.

I get out before helping my girl out of the passenger seat. Taking her hand, I lead her to the outside door after grabbing a bag I know is packed with her clothes. I have more clothes in the saddle bags of my bike that I’ll grab later. For now, it’s all about Zoey and only her as I open the door for her and let her step in the room first as I look over her head to make sure it’s empty. She steps inside and stops with just enough room for me to get in behind her and close the door behind us.

“Can I take a shower? I feel disgusting after he said those things to me,” Zoey questions me, my heart breaking for her as I wrap my arms around her and hold her close to my body.

“You don’t have to ask, kitten. You can do anythin’ you want. Go get in and I’ll join you in a minute,” I tell her, giving her a tap on the ass as she steps away from me and doesn’t look back, trusting that I’ll take care of her and protect her without me saying a word to her about it.

I take a minute to call Tank and fill him in on what happened with the cop. He’s pissed as fuck and ready to go murder the cocksucker. He’ll have to get in line behind me. For now, they’re all ready to ride out if we need them. I also quickly call Reaper to let him know we’ll be back early tomorrow. He learns about the cop too and lets me know they’re also waiting to make sure I don’t need them. This is why I love all the clubs I’ve grown up with and now belong to. They’re always ready to ride out and help someone in need.

Not wanting to leave Zoey alone any longer, I make my way to the bathroom to find it filled with steam as I close the door behind me and quickly strip out of my clothes. I hang my cut on the back of the door while letting the rest of my clothes drop to the floor at my feet. All I can make out of Zoey is her silhouette as she moves around in the shower. Pulling back the shower curtain, I take a few long seconds to watch as she washes her long hair. Her eyes are closed with her head tipped back. Zoey’s long neck is stretched out, exposing the soft skin to me. Stepping in behind her, I wrap my arms around her middle and lean down to whisper in her ear.

“You know you’re mine, right?” I ask her, keeping my voice low and filled with the desire I have for her.

Zoey turns in my arms and opens her eyes. She stares up at me with lust clouding her vision. For the first time, she leans up to initiate a kiss between the two of us. I don’t hesitate to open my mouth for her to deepen the kiss. She wraps her arms around my shoulders as I lean down and tighten my arms around her body. We’re touching as much as we can and it’s still not enough for either one of us. This girl has me wrapped around her little finger and doesn’t even realize it.

I lift Zoey up in my arms and her legs immediately wrap around my back as I turn us in the shower so her back is pressed against the tiles. They’re just cold enough still to make her back arch and press her tits into my chest. I groan into her mouth as her hard nipples press into me and she rubs her pussy against my hard cock. Ripping my lips from hers, I look down and remove one hand from her ass to line my thick length up with her waiting center.

“This is gonna be hard and fast, kitten. I can’t give you slow and sweet right now,” I tell her, waiting for her to respond before I allow my cock to enter her pussy at all.

“Please, Jameson,” she begs, her voice coming out in a pant as her chest quickly rises and falls.

Sucking a nipple into my mouth, I suck on the peak and gently bite down while sliding my cock in her body. I give her just a minute to adjust to my length since this is only the second time she’s had sex. I’m not gonna fucking punish her and push her body beyond its limits just yet. There’s plenty of time for me to experiment with my kitten when we get back to Clinton City. We’ve got the rest of our lives to explore and learn one another.

“Fuck, kitten!” I growl out as my dick slides in and out of her tight pussy. “The things I want to fuckin’ do to you. I want to tie you to my bed so you can’t move and have to trust in me enough to provide your pleasure. I want to fuck you from behind with my hand wrapped around your throat as you clench around my cock. I’ll fuck you against the wall because I can’t wait to get you to any other surface before I have to take you. So many fuckin’ things I can do to your body, kitten.”

Zoey moans as I keep one arm locked under her ass while my hand slides between our bodies. I pinch her clit while leaning down and sucking a nipple into my mouth. My girl fucking explodes. Her pussy ripples and clenches around my length as I slam my hips faster and harder. It doesn’t take me long to find my own release as I prolong Zoey’s. Groaning out her name, I throw my head back and press her body into the wall of the shower while being mindful to keep most of my weight off her.

When we finally come down enough to stand steady in the shower, Zoey and I wash one another before getting out and using the thin towels of the hotel to dry off. I lift my kitten in my arms once again and carry her into the other room. Pulling back the blankets, I lay my girl in bed with her eyes already closed. Climbing in beside her after making sure everything is locked, I set an alarm on my phone and pull Zoey into my arms. Holding her tight, it doesn’t take long for her to spread her body out across mine while sleep claims me.