Page 20 of Ryder

Resting in the crook of her neck, I nibbled and sucked, wanting to leave my mark on her for all to know she was taken. Crazed with need to let go I bit down and she let out a scream and clutched my back, digging her nails into me. Her pussy pulsed around me and held me in a vice-like grip, tearing my own orgasm out of me. I came with a roar, filling her up with everything I had. She milked me dry and I pulled her to me so she straddled me as I sat back on my chair. I stroked her back and hugged her close.

After a while I was surprised when Divinity kissed my cheeks before brushing my lips and said. “I’m going to miss you, and not just the amazing sex we have, but just us being together. Your arms around me at night. The kisses you give me for no reason at all and the massages.” Her smile was not just of contentment but of happiness. “I have never had anyone look after me the way you have.” She brushed her lips over mine before she snuggled against my chest.

I’d gone soft in her and I knew I should get up and clean us both, but right then I didn’t want to do anything besides enjoy the moment.

MY DAD WAS HOME, SOI’d spent the weekend at the base with him and Arron. Two days turned into four and Ryder wasn’t happy, but I needed to help my dad settle in. I had been supposed to work, but when they heard that my dad was back they let me take the time off. My brother hated being home with dear old dad when he’d just come back from being away. I wasn’t a fan of my father either. Each time he came home less human than the time before, like whatever he’d done had taken more of his soul. It took him a couple of days to get back to being what Arron and I called human again, and not be an arsehole. But this time, by Sunday night I was rethinking a lot of things, like the fact that I wouldn’t be leaving my brother with my dad, he was having major hard time settling back into civilian life.

My eyes were now open to how our father was treating Arron. He had been especially short and hard on him. I loved my dad, but I hated to admit it, I hadn’t spent time with him like I had over the weekend since I was young. When my mother had died we’d had a nanny who’d always been a buffer between Dad, Arron, and I. When I’d gotten older, I had TAFE and my apprenticeship that kept me away from my dad and his demanding and strict ways. Don’t get me wrong, my dad loves Arron and me, he is just so full on and controlling. Friday and Saturday morning Dad had stayed mostly civil to Arron, but by Sunday morning I was standing between their yelling match. I was surprised Arron hadn’t brought up Ryder or any of the Silvermans. I was waiting, but even Arron could feel something more was wrong with Dad.

I did something I surprisingly hadn’t done yet on Saturday, especially with the nagging of my work mates. I read everything I could find on the internet about the Silvermans. After that I didn’t sleep. The Silvermans were indeed a powerful family and had family and friends in almost every important country. I didn’t know how I should feel, if what I read should change anything. I didn’t think so, but it was a lot to take in. I now knew why everyone made such a big deal over them and why they seemed shocked that Ryder had such a normal job. It unnerved me the money they had. I’d had to work so hard for everything. I may have lived with my father, but I still saved sometimes for months to pay off my credit card after buying a pair of my favorite shoes or something designer. I understood why Shithead and Oakley were the way they were and could get away with it. Ryder didn’t seem to be anything like them though. He worked as a cop, I mean adetective. Now I knew more, I understood the bodyguards, but I still didn’t feel I needed them for myself. I was only a girlfriend and a new one at that.

I hadn’t told my dad about Ryder or the Silvermans. I told myself I would do it after work this afternoon as Ryder expected me back at his place on Tuesday. I knew Ryder wasn’t happy with the situation, but with Dad still not settled back into being home I wasn’t ready to tell him that I didn’t live with him anymore, and that I was in a relationship and had moved in. I didn’t think my dad would care about how Ryder felt and the curse he supposedly suffered.

I didn’t usually work Monday but with having Saturday off I took the Monday shift to make up for it. Mornings weren’t my friend. I didn’t do mornings. I was a night owl. I liked to look my best before I went anywhere, so it took me an hour on a good day to look as amazing as I did, and how I looked mattered because when people came in for beauty tips and to get their hair done, they didn’t go to anyone who didn’t look fabulous. This morning though, I was going to be half an hour late for work. Nothing had gone my way this morning, my hair still wasn’t all dry, and I’d changed my clothes twice thanks to food spillage and hot chocolate.

So I was late, but I wasn’t speeding to get to work. I didn’t think the flashing lights behind me were for me. Easing into the slow lane I frowned when the flashing police lights followed me. Unsure of what they could want, I drove to an alcove off the side of the road and groaned when they followed.

Ryder. The fucker. I bet he did this because I forgot to call the bodyguards and tell them I was leaving base. I gazed at my phone and debated calling the guards and then Ryder, when I gazed at the cops and noticed both looked young. I thought they put an older cop with a younger recruit. Reaching for my phone, I called Chad and before he even spoke I blurted, “I’m sorry. I should have called, but I’m running late and I didn’t even think to call you to tell you I swapped shifts and now was working today. Anyway, I am now on the side of the road pulled over by some young-looking cops.

“Lock your doors now and do not get out of your car. Joel is the closest to your location. He’s ten minutes out and I’m a couple of minutes behind him. Do not turn off the phone.”

“Okay,” I choked out as fear started to overtake me. Something was definitely wrong. I placed the phone on the passenger seat. Trying not to freak out, I made sure my car doors were locked. I couldn’t help but jump when one of the men in the police uniform tapped my window. The other policeman stood not too far behind him. I was sure this wasn’t how being pulled over should go.

“Ma’am. Can you please step out of your vehicle?”

What! That wasn’t procedure. They hadn’t asked me to roll my window down and give my information. They hadn’t even stated why they’d pulled me over. My heart rate sped up and I took a deep calming breath. Joel wasn’t far and Chad was close on his heels. I just had to hold out. I shook my head and reached over for my phone, but this time the officer banged on the window. “Ma’am. Please step out of your vehicle.”

I shook my head again. “No,” I yelled. I wasn’t stupid. This didn’t make sense and Chad had told me to stay in the car. He was the bodyguard Ryder gave me and he would know if Ryder was up to something. So something else was wrong and I hadn’t been speeding, and my car was in perfect condition. I knew nothing was wrong with it.

“Ma’am, we are not going to tell you again. Step out of the vehicle.” The other officer came up to the window and he looked a little older than the first young blond one, but not by much.

“May I ask why?” There was no way I was willingly opening my car door, but I had to keep them talking until my bodyguards came.

The officer narrowed his gaze and for a moment looked shocked I wasn’t jumping to obey him and I was asking questions. “We have reason to believe this is a stolen vehicle.”

“Bullshit.” My stomach started to churn and when I saw the blond officer at my passenger window, I hoped that Joel got here soon.

“I beg your pardon ma’am. Are you resisting arrest?” The one at my window asked. He was keeping up the charade of being a cop, I would let him.

“You never said I was under arrest. You just asked me to leave the vehicle.”

I groaned and readied myself when I heard the blond one on my passenger side say, “Greg, we don’t have time for this shit. This is the first she’s been alone. Take her.” Before the last of his words were out, my passenger and driver’s window were smashed.

Screaming as shattered glass fell around me, I grabbed a piece, not caring as it cut into me while I climbed to the back of my car. I had to get away. They could hurt me and I couldn’t fight if I was stuck cowering in the backseat of my car. I could fight them. I had training. I watched trying to decide what to do as they each went to the passenger doors to open them after unlocking the doors. If I attacked I could fight one first and maybe disable him and it would give me a better chance than to fight two people.

I undid the side the younger blond was on, hoping I would have a better chance at fighting him using my training than the older one on my driver’s side. Before I could stand fingers, wrapped around my hair and yanked me up. Thankful for years of self-defense and boxing, I maneuvered out of his hold and round kicked him, then I upper cut him using the glass in my hand to cut his face. His scream of pain was loud and his blood poured over my hands so much the glass slipped from my grip. He let me go and I ran, but didn’t get far before the other grabbed me.

“You stupid bitch. You couldn’t just cooperate so we didn’t have to hurt you?” He held me so tight I knew he broke ribs, but I fought. I didn’t have long before the other would recover and be beyond pissed.

“You fucktard, let me go.” I yelled as I fought. I head butted his chest and scratched at his arms. I knew I should be doing more and the moves I’d had pounded into me faded as the pain took over. When I was dropped, I scrambled to get up and away, but before I could stand my body was shocked with what felt like a lighten bolt and black covered my vision.

“I hope he fucking kills the bitch,” I heard before I couldn’t fight anymore.

I was holding it together barely by a thread. When Chad had called and told me what had happened, I thought he was joking, but an hour later as I waited for Divinity’s father to come into the precinct, I knew the nightmare was real.

The scene where Divinity had been abducted wasn’t a private place. People had fucking driven by as she’d been taken. You could see she’d put up a fight. There was blood, a lot of blood, and hair of different types. The scene had a lot of DNA and there was a rush put on it for results, but I knew it would take hours before I heard anything back. I didn’t know how long we had, because I had no fucking idea who had taken her. The Devil’s Queens had been quiet lately, but there were no bike tracks and after speaking to their acting president and getting the warning at Wet’n’Wild, I was feeling like this wasn’t their work. The scene I’d come across was brutal. Her car windows smashed. Blood on gravel and a trail to a place where another fight had accrued before what looked like s small body, Divinity, fell. The Devil’s Queens were known for using their guns and none had been fired at the scene, so that was another thing that had me thinking it was someone else.

Traffic cameras were being combed through, but where she’d been pulled over there weren’t any close. They knew to look for a cop car. Divinity had told Chad that was who pulled her over. I had a feeling that if what she saw was a cop car, that it was a fake, and the stickers on the car could be taken off. Things didn’t add up, from what Chad had said he heard. If they’d been cops they’d have known procedure and would have gone about things differently. Chad had heard most of the abduction and was beyond pissed, especially because he knew he and Joel could have passed them by they’d been so close. Chad hadn’t seen any cop car, and both he and Joel had looked. I was sure that they took whatever stickers were on the car off before they fled.

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