Page 16 of Badger
“My parents weren’t good people.They lived in another town, about two hours from here.They were mixed up with some really fucked-up people, and had no problem using me to get what they wanted.”I swallowed hard.“When I was fourteen…”
My chest felt like someone was squeezing it tight and I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak.I sometimes still relived those horrors in my mind, but I hadn’t put them into words since I’d told the old Pres why I wanted to prospect with the Devil’s Fury.He’d listened and hadn’t judged, but we’d agreed that it would be best if no one else knew about my past.
“If you can’t talk about what happened then, what was your childhood like before you were fourteen?”she asked.
“Got into trouble with the law a lot.In order to escape my parents’ house, I often boosted cars.Got caught twice and went to Juvie.I got out the last time when I was fourteen, and my parents decided I owed them something.”
I closed my eyes, trying to block the images that battered my mind.The things my parents had made me do before I got the courage to run away, and had ended up here.If the old Pres hadn’t taken me in, there’s no telling what would have happened to me.I wasn’t good for much back then.Mentally and emotionally damaged from being forced into what amounted to prostitution, my father nearly killing me anytime I refused.I didn’t want to share that part of myself with Adalia, or anyone else.Shame still burned inside me from those days.I might be a big guy now, but I’d been a small, scrawny kid until I’d hit sixteen.I tried to tell myself that I was defenseless, but a voice always whispered that I should have fought harder, run away sooner.
Maybe that’s why I still felt like I’d failed Adalia.Even though I’d killed the man who had raped her, I hadn’t gotten there soon enough to stop it from happening.Even after all these years, I was still damaged from what had happened to me, and it was possible that I always would be.I should have gotten help sooner, like she did.Despite what Adalia had been through, she seemed like she was doing well.
“Whatever they did to you, whatever they made you, that isn’t who you are,” Adalia said.“It doesn’t define you.It’s a part of your past, and something that happened to you, but it’s not… you.If that makes sense,” Adalia said.“You have to forgive yourself.What happened wasn’t your fault.You were a kid, and those people were supposed to protect you, to love you.”
“You don’t understand, Adalia.”
“You were sexually abused, weren’t you?”she asked softly.“That’s part of why you reacted so violently when you found me in that alley.”
Maybe she understood more than he’d given her credit for.
“Colton, I don’t know the details of what happened when you were a kid, and I don’t have to.What I do know is that you’re a courageous, honorable man.You’re loyal to this club, and you saved a young girl when you could have just walked away.Do you think you’re the only person who walked past that alley that night?Because you weren’t.The other people kept walking, didn’t even hesitate when I cried out.But you stopped.You did something.And you paid the ultimate price for your sacrifice.Not just anyone would do that.”
I didn’t say anything, just processed her words, and took comfort in her soft touch.
“If you’re worried the guys would look down on you, if you think they would feel like you’re less of a person because of what happened, then you should know that this isn’t the same club from ten years ago,” Adalia said.“One of your new brothers was a male prostitute before Griz found him, got him cleaned up and off the hard stuff, and let him prospect for the club.His past was probably similar to yours.Parents who didn’t give a shit and used him as they saw fit.Dagger is bi-sexual, and no one here cares.He has everyone’s back, and that’s what matters.One of the current prospects is gay, and the club accepts that without question.They don’t give him a hard time because of it.”
“For someone who doesn’t exactly know what happened to me, you sure know just what to say,” I murmured.Yeah, I’d been worried that if my club found out I’d been forced to service men when I was a kid they would sneer at me, think I was garbage.It wouldn’t be the first time I’d ever been wrong.I should have opened up to them sooner.
“We’ve both had darkness in our lives, Colton.Most of this club has, if not all of them.But we’re fighters, we’re survivors.We’re still standing, and we have each other.This is a family, even if it is a bit dysfunctional.It’s time to let go of the past, let go of the darkness inside, and learn to be happy.”
I smiled a little.“You’re awfully smart for someone so young.Are you sure you didn’t get a degree in counseling while I was gone?I think you’d be good at it.”
Her cheeks flushed at the compliment, and she ducked her head before looking up at me again, a slight smile on her lips.
“You work for Griz as a way to pay him back, don’t you?”I asked, everything suddenly becoming very clear.“It wasn’t your dream to work in the office at the shop.You feel you owe it to him, to the club.”
She shrugged.
“Adalia, you’re smart.Way smarter than most guys in this club.You should have gone to college, gotten a degree.Do you think Griz would be happy to know you held yourself back on purpose?”
“No, and you’re not going to tell him.I’m content.And as unconventional as it is, he told me that one day the garage would be mine.Although, I think he’s honestly hoping some car savvy guy will claim me before that happens because I can run the office well enough, but I know shit about cars.”
I chuckled and pulled her into my lap.
She gave me one of those sexy looks with sultry eyes that women seem to be born knowing how to do.Her tongue flicked out and slicked her lower lip, and I knew she was about to try manipulating me.And I was probably going to let her.
“Maybe you could teach me about cars,” she said, her voice husky as she wet her lips.“For every car lesson, I could pay you.Any payment you’d like.”
She wiggled on my lap, her ass pressing against my hardening cock, and I knew she meant the sexual type of payment.I wasn’t certain if I was pissed that she’d do that to herself, or amused that she’d try her feminine wiles on me.We both knew all I had to do was kiss her, touch her, and she’d turn to putty in my hands.I’d be willing to bet that just sitting in my lap was making her wet.Her nipples were showing through her shirt, hard and begging for attention.
The doctor’s words of caution were all that kept me from bending her over the kitchen table and fucking her until neither of us could stand.If I wasn’t worried about her, I’d pull her jeans down, smack that fine ass of hers, then take her hard and deep.We both needed it, but I could be patient.Her health was more important than dealing with blue balls.
She squirmed again and I could tell she was doing it on purpose, trying to get me to lose control.Such a naughty little minx.When she was better, I’d definitely have to punish her.Just the thought of that was enough to make me even harder.Oh yeah, my hand swatting that fine ass of hers, alternating between making her ass cheeks sting and making her pussy beg to be fucked.I’d have her worked up so good that she’d be begging me to take her.
Christ, I needed to think of something else.I still remembered how fucking good she’d felt on my bare cock as I took her in the shower.We needed to be careful and not slip up like that again, but I didn’t like the thought of having to wear a condom again.Now that I’d tasted paradise, I didn’t want to go back.
Her legs parted a little and she rubbed herself against me.“Please, Colton.I need you so bad.”
“Sweet girl, your doctor said you needed to take it easy.And trust me when I say easy isn’t even remotely possible when I’m inside you.All I want to do is pound into that sweet pussy until you feel me for days after.”
