Stryker’s Fight by Erin Osborne

Chapter Twenty-Four

Stryker

MY FAMILY HAS been complete in our home for a few weeks now. Sally has gotten the kids into a routine that works for all of us. I get to spend time with my Princess on our own and I get to spend time with Kaden without Natalia around. My favorite times of the day are when I can cuddle up on the couch with both of my children and simply sit there doing nothing of importance. Sally has gotten more than a few pictures of us asleep on the couch that now cover our walls. I don’t honestly give a shit about it though. Seeing the happy memories we’re building fill our home make it that much more worth coming home. Hell, just coming home to see my kids and woman makes it worth spending every single second coming home. Even during lunch when I’m supposed to be at work.

Tonight, we’re patching in Rich. He has no clue about it either. As far as everyone knows, we’re just having a cookout. The only ones who know about the patch in party are the men since we voted him in and some of the strippers we have coming in for him. Rich is completely healed up now and has gotten back to his duties of Prospecting. I’ve never seen him happier. Other than when we have Kaden at the clubhouse, and he gets to hold him. He sits down after asking for some time off to spend time with my son.

The ol’ ladies are at the clubhouse getting all of the food ready for tonight. Shy is also getting the house bunnies to clean up the common room while the guys have made sure the wood is stacked by the fire pits for our bonfires tonight. Everyone is pitching in to make sure Rich has a night he’ll never forget. As long as he’s happy, we’ll all be happy. We don’t want to him to know that’s why none of the ol’ ladies have been told what we’re doing. It’s going to be a complete surprise for everyone involved minus us.

I’m sitting in the common room with Natalia sitting right against my side and Kaden in my lap. I’ve just finished feeding him as Killer comes in and takes a seat on the opposite end of the couch. Natalia looks at him, offering him a shy smile. It’s not the same bright smile I get from her every single time she sees me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think my little Princess has a crush on Killer. She has spent time with him while her mama was gone and then in the hospital. It’s kind of funny to think Killer is my girl’s first damn crush.

“Killer, you got somethin’ you want to tell me?” I question him, a smirk on my face as Natalia continues to peek out from my side to catch glimpses of him.

“Not a thing,” he responds, leaning forward to wave at my Princess.

“You sure about that? Maybe I need to let Gwen know someone’s after her man,” I tease my brother as someone walks up behind us.

Tilting my head back, I take in Gwen and Sally standing behind us smiles on their faces.

“What do I need to know?” Gwen questions me, stepping up to bend over to kiss her man.

“You’ve got some competition Gwen. It seems my Princess has her first crush and it’s on your man,” I inform her.

“Oh. I already know that. Natalia is a little shy and flirty when it comes to Killer. She doesn’t like anyone else getting close to him. Unless it’s the girls and me that is,” Gwen informs me, her voice full of laughter. “Natty isn’t that right, we share Killer?”

As if she understands what’s going on, Natalia nods her head and scoots closer to me. My baby girl, burrows under my arm until she’s practically laying her head on Kaden’s little foot. Shifting him in my arms, Natty only gets closer to her baby brother. This is her letting me know she wants to hold him. Laughing down at her, I tip my head, so she knows to get in between Killer and me.

“Move over Princess,” I tell her, my voice soft.

Natalia squirms down from the couch and gets back up between Killer and me. She tries to look at him from under her eye lashes, my girl is a natural flirt. Looking up to Sally before I hand Kaden over to her.

“She’s under lock and key startin’ now,” I tell Sally, my voice filled with anger at the thought of her looking at any boy.

“Stryker, you can’t do that,” she tries to tell me.

“I can do that. Natalia is goin’ to be on lock down. Not a single little prick is gonna get near her,” I ground out, my voice.

“Then you should realize Kaden will also be put on lockdown when he starts getting older. What’s good for one of our kids is good for the other. I’m goin’ to make sure our son doesn’t know what having a broken heart is like. Or have the little hoes coming after him because he follows in his daddy’s steps to become a member of the club,” Sally informs me, her voice letting me know how deadly serious she is right now.

“You think our boy is gonna be put on lockdown?” I ask her, trying to figure out if she’s being serious right now.

“Yeah, he is.”

Turning my attention back to Natalia, I carefully lower Kaden into her arms. She holds him with my help close to her body. Natty looks down at her baby brother with a smile on her face. She likes trying to help us feed him but runs from the room when he needs his diaper changed. I’ve found her hiding in her toybox, on the other side of her bed, and under our bed. When it comes to changing diapers, Natalia runs and hides quicker than anything I’ve ever seen. It honestly the funniest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

The cookout is just getting under way. Rich is sitting at a picnic table with Sally, Gwen, Natalia, Killer, and me when Killer and I stand up and make our way toward where Slim is standing just off from the tables where the food is loaded down. Soon each of us is standing next to Slim as he stands in the middle of the area we always use for cookouts.

“Can I have everyone’s attention?” he calls out as everyone stops whatever they’re doing to pay attention to our President. “Today is a day for celebrations. First, we have Rich and Sally back home from the hospital. They’re fully healed and back to themselves. Plus, little Kaden is home and gettin’ stronger each and every single day. Our family is complete and it’s time for us to celebrate no one bein’ here to fuck with us.”

Everyone cheers and begins to clap and call out. Slim lets us have our moment before raising his hand to quiet everyone down again.

“We have one more reason to celebrate. See, we all took a vote just after Sally and Rich came home from the hospital. We’ve held this secret close to our vests because it is out of the blue. Rich, get your ass up here son,” Slim says as the smile on Rich’s face disappears. “Rich, you have been here for a while now. Durin’ your time here, you do what’s asked of you without question or reserve. When you’re tasked with somethin’ you do the job and do it better than a lot of others would. You put your life on the line to make sure one of our ol’ ladies were protected and safe.

“For that, there is no way to thank you or show you how much we love havin’ you in the club. Rich today is the day you’ve been waitin’ for. We’re patchin’ you in. Your new road name is Agony. The reason for this is because of the pain you caused when you were tryin’ to save Sally. We saw the man who was there with Chrome. He was at the fuckin’ buildin’ we found Sally in. His arm was out of socket and bruises covered his body. Even with a damn bullet in you, you managed to do some damage,” Slim says, his voice filled with happiness as he reaches out to take Rich’s new cut from Playboy’s hands. “Agony, welcome to the brotherhood.”

Now, everyone cheers and claps with much more vigor than ever before. Sally hands Kaden over to Gwen and races to Rich’s side as he puts his arms through the new cut Slim is holding for him to slide on. Jumping up and down, Sally hugs him close to her as soon as his cut is in place. Again, I don’t get jealous as everyone stares at me waiting for me to go off on the newest member of the Phantom Bastards.

“Rich, it’s time for you to get drunk and celebrate yourself today!” Playboy calls out as we all get our hugs in.

We can’t wipe the smile from Rich’s face as the strippers begin to show up. It’s a little too early for them to be here if you ask me, but it’s a patch in party and they’re going to celebrate Agony’s new status as a club member. Walking over with Sally back to our table, we resume our seats and I take my son from Gwen’s arms. Rich is lost in the mass of women wanting to get a piece of him. Beer and other alcohol begins to flow as I help Natty finish eating her dinner. She’s waiting for the large cake that’s still in the kitchen. Natalia walked in earlier and has been asking about it ever since. We all played it off as a cake for the cookout but it’s for Rich. I’ll make sure we save him a piece or two because he’ll be so deep in pussy not much else will manage to capture his attention.

“I’m so happy for him,” Sally says as she finishes her own dinner and holds out her hands for Kaden.

“Me too. He deserves this,” I answer her as Killer and Gwen make their way over to the table.

They just laid their girls down for the night. The twins were up early and didn’t nap at all today while we were all busy. Natalia will have her small piece of cake before we put her down for the night. Unfortunately, we’ll be staying here tonight because I plan on Sally and myself enjoying our time together. No one will stop me from having her when we finally head up for the night. Natalia and Kaden will be in our room, but my Princess sleeps like the dead no matter what time of day it is. Her naps or for bed.

Kaden begins to fuss as I help Natalia finish eating her food. She curls up in my side seeking the heat coming from my body. I wrap my arm around my Princess as she looks across the table at Killer. He smiles and waves at her. Placing my hand over her eyes, I block her view of Killer as everyone begins laughing. Sally isn’t here to see this as she went inside to make our boy a bottle. Then she’ll change him and try to get him to sleep in the bassinet I bought to keep at the clubhouse for when we’re here.

“Dada Stryker,” Natalia says, dragging out my name as if she’s exasperated with me.

This only causes us to laugh even harder. Natty takes advantage of the situation to pull my hand from over my eyes. She looks from me to Killer and back again. Shy and Jennifer bring out the cake adverting her eyes from the man sitting in front of her to where the women are walking out with their hands full of cake. Looking down at her, I open my mouth to ask her if she’s ready to get a piece when a high-pitched squeal fills the air. Tipping my head back up, I find one of the strippers running through the middle of our cookout area butt naked. There are still kids out here and they don’t need to see that shit.

I quickly cover Natalia’s eyes once again. She doesn’t struggle this time as she feels the tension filling the air. I’m not sure where the hell everyone is, but this should not be happening. As I search around the yard, I try to find Shy and Slim. They’d be shutting this shit down by now. If not, I’m going to have to step in with Killer. He’s also scanning the yard as another woman races around the yard.

“We need to shut this shit down. Now,” I state, standing up from the table and handing Natty over to Gwen who will get her inside.

Killer and I walk toward where the women are running around as Rich and a few of the other single men continue drinking. They’re already blitzed out of their mind. We step up and try to keep the naked women between us. They laugh in their drunken state and try to push up on us. That’s not going to work for either one of us. Killer and I aren’t going to fucking sit here and let these skanks rub up on us and make our women believe something is going on that’s not.

“Get clothes on, or we’re gonna have you escorted from the clubhouse, and you won’t be invited back to the next party,” I grind out, holding a woman away from me.

“I can give you everything that bitch of yours can’t and won’t do for you,” one of the other women says, trying to look seductive.

She’s not attractive at all with her caked-on makeup and the way she parades around with nothing on as if she’s the best looking woman in the world. I’m not going to say she’s not fit because she is. However, every single part of her body is fake as fuck. From the color from a bottle on her hair to her fake tits, down to the clothes she normally wears that are a few sizes too small. Personally, I don’t find this shit attractive at all. Especially when I have a real woman inside feeding our son. Sally might color her hair, but she sure as shit doesn’t make it look obnoxious this way.

“I’m not puttin’ clothes on,” another girl states trying to back away from us.

“What the fuck is goin’ on here?” Playboy questions walking up to us.

“These bitches are drunk as fuck and won’t get dressed. The kids are still out here and it’s not the damn time. Who’s bright fuckin’ idea was it to have these women come here this fuckin’ early?” I question.

“It was mine,” Playboy answers, his voice dropping. “I didn’t think they’d be this fuckin’ stupid. Let’s get them the fuck outta here.”

The three of us try to wrangle the four naked women from being in the center of the backyard. They paw us and try to wrap their bodies around ours. This is not going to end well for them. Several Prospects race up to help us as the ol’ ladies begin to walk out to find out what’s going on. Not a single one of them look happy as we try to get these skankarillas the fuck outta here.

“If you sluts don’t stop tryin’ to get on us and not get dressed, not only are you banned from the club, but you’ll also be fired from the strip club too. This is not a fuckin’ game,” I bark out, watching Sally come out of the clubhouse and her eyes zeroing in on us.

Before I can blink my eyes, Sally passes everyone and makes her way toward us. She stomps across the grass with a fierce expression on her face. Sally doesn’t stop until she’s standing right in front of the four skanks who have been creating chaos because they’re drunk from a few beers and are about to get themselves fired. This is the only time I’m going to stand back and see what she’s going to do. Sally can handle herself, but she shouldn’t have to. Not after what she’s been through.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing!” she screams out, capturing everyone’s attention. “You might not give a fuck about yourselves, but the men of this club have given you a job, protection, and a place to be who you want to be. This is how you repay them? By getting drunk at a party and then getting naked as fuck while their kids and ol’ ladies are present. Way to have an ounce of fuckin’ class,” she says, getting in each of their faces. “They’ve been trying to get you dressed and warned you more than once about getting dressed and getting out of here. Now, I’m stepping in to make sure you do as they are fucking asking you to do.”

“Bitch, you can’t say shit to any of us. You’re not an ol’ lady and don’t have any standing here,” one of the girls says, getting in Sally’s face.

“You’re really gonna play that card?” she questions them, not backing down once. “Stryker, who’s pussy were you buried in all night last night? Was it any of these skanks?”

“Fuck no! I wouldn’t touch their fake asses with a hundred-foot pole and someone else’s cock. I was buried deep in you all night long. Well, as long as our kids would let us be,” I answer, a smile on my face as I look at her from head to toe. “Same place I plan on bein’ buried in a little while.”

“Stryker, she doesn’t have shit on what I can do for you,” another one of the skanks says.

“Yeah, she does. She has given me two children and loves me. She’s not lookin’ for status because she has no self-esteem or wants to be a bitch. She will be wearin’ my rag and keepin’ my cock taken care of on a daily basis,” I announce to the bitches standing around. “Now, you’re officially fired from the strip club and banned from comin’ to the clubhouse any longer. We’ll make sure everyone knows you’re not welcome at any Phantom Bastards clubhouse or our allied clubs. Doesn’t leave a lot for you to do around these parts.”

For several minutes, it takes what I’ve just said to sink in to the women’s heads. Then, they grab the clothes from the Prospects hands and begin placing them back on their used-up bodies. Killer and Playboy take them around the building to make sure they’re off the club’s property. One of the Prospects will escort them to their apartments and come back to take care of whoever is still partying. My only plan is getting the kids in bed so I can get inside my woman.

“Come on mama. Let’s get you inside to see where our kids are. Hopefully they’ll be sleepin’ so I can worship your body for the rest of the night,” I tell her, leaning down to plant a kiss on her lips.

Sally wraps her arms around my neck, and I lift her up as she wraps her legs around my waist. I break the kiss, but carry her inside the clubhouse. She gets down from me just before we hit the common room. I look around to find Gwen sitting on the couch with Natalia starting to doze off next to her. My woman walks over to our daughter and picks her up. She carries her to the room I have here at the clubhouse. After letting Slim know what just happened outside, I follow my family to our room. Once we have our children settled for the night, Sally and I get in bed. just as planned, I worship her body until Kaden wakes up demanding his bottle and diaper change.