The Biker's Fate Chapter 633

Teagan

"ARE YOU SAFE?" I demanded the second I saw Cash's name pop up on my screen. I made my way down the hall and slipped into the bunkroom.

"Yeah, baby. Everyone's safe. Daisy's a little beat up, but she's good. She's in the shower. Are you okay?"

I let out a sigh of relief. "I'm okay now that I know you're okay. Hatch, Booker, and Flea are headed your way."

"I know. Dad texted."

Tears streamed freely down my face. "Does that mean you can come home now?"

"Yeah, baby, soon."

"Are you bringing Daisy with you?"

"Not sure."

I wrinkled my nose. "Well, if she doesn't want to come back with you, don't argue with her."

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean," I pressed. "If she wants to stay with Huck, do not give her any grief."

"Teagan—"

"Cash, seriously. If anything like that happened to me, you would be the only one I'd want. Not my dad, not Gray, not my sisters, not even my mom. You."

He sighed. "I'll take that into consideration."

"That means bupkis," I sassed.

"It means, I'll think about it."

"Mm-hmm. Bup… kis."

"Someone's knocking on my door, I gotta go."

"Okay. Love you."

"Love you, too."

He hung up and I dropped my face into my hands. The door to the bunkroom opened, and my mom popped her head in. "They found Daisy, she's safe."

I waved my phone in the air as I stood. "Cash just called."

"Then why do you look… irked?"

"Because I have a feeling he's going to steamroll Daisy and keep her from Huck."

Mom smiled. "If Huck's the man Daisy needs, he won't let that happen."

"If Daisy's the woman Huck needs, she'll smack her brother right upside the head," I countered.

Mom chuckled. "That too."

I slid into Mom's hug and let her hold me for a few minutes.

"Are you hungry?" she asked. "Maisie's cooking."

"Oh, if Maisie's cooking, then, yes."

"I'm not sure how to take that."

I grinned. "I love your cooking too, but she's like, I don't know, Martha Stewart on crack."

Mom sighed. "No, I get it. I really do."

We headed out to the great room to find food already starting to be set out for dinner.

I was informed I'd have to wait another two weeks for Cash to come home. I was not a happy camper and voiced my opinion to both Hatch and Booker when they walked in the door of the shop two days later.

"Teagan," Hatch greeted as they made their way behind the desk.

"Where's Cash?"

"He's hangin' with Razor for a bit," Booker said, kissing my cheek.

"What? Why?" I snapped. "Why is he not with you?"

"Baby girl," Hatch warned, glancing around the full lobby.

I huffed, grabbing his arm, and dragging him into the parts room. I was honestly a little surprised he followed.

"What do you need, sweetheart?"

"I need my man back," I said, closing the door.

"He'll be home when he's home."

I let out a frustrated groan. "Uncle Hatch, I need him home now. There's gotta be someone else who can go in his place. Archer, maybe?"

"That's not how this works, Teagan."

I bit back tears. "Well, it should be."

He crossed his arms and studied me for a few tense seconds.

"What?"

"I might be persuaded to give you a few days off so you can go to him."

I gasped. "Really?"

"Yeah. If it's okay with Booker and your dad, then I'll approve it."

I threw myself into his arms. "Thank you! I'll go ask them right now."

He gave me one of his signature bear hugs and then I rushed out of the room.

Cash picked me up from the airport, pulling me into his arms for an almost R-rated kiss. "Hey."

"Hi," I breathed out.

"I can't believe Hatch let you come," he said, grabbing my bag.

"It was really Maisie who put it in the books."

Maisie used to run a multi-million dollar sex toy company and had sold it back when she and Hatch first got together. She'd made a mint and didn't need the money, but Hatch had convinced her to help out on the personnel side of the shop because they needed her expertise (she was a natural with people), and he said her bein' at the club with him meant he'd be a gentler, kinder man. We all knew that was bullshit, because the second he'd met her, she rounded out his rough edges, and he was who he was with or without her there. The truth was he missed her when she wasn't with him twenty-four-seven, so she agreed to help out on a temporary basis. That was ten years ago.

"Still, Hatch had to ultimately let you go. So, still surprised he approved it."

"Me too." I smiled up at him. "Although, I do have a shit ton of PTO."

"Yeah, it's not about the time, though, is it?"

I sighed. "No, I know, but I was about to 'remove his spleen,' so he knew he needed to get me to my man or bring you home."

Cash let out a quiet snort as he took my hand and led me to his rental.

"I could have grabbed a car, honey. You didn't need to come."

He stalled and glared at me. "Are you purposely trying to piss me off?"

I grinned wide. "Will it get me punished?"

"Jesus," he hissed, his hand sliding to my neck as he tugged me forward and kissed me again. "Get your ass in the truck."

He pulled open the door and I climbed inside. He placed my bag in the back, then we headed to the hotel.

After parking, Cash grabbed my bag, walking up two flights of stairs and down two doors before he stopped to unlock the door next to the ice machine. Once inside, Cash locked the door, dropped my bag on the floor, then his lips were on mine, and my clothes were being ripped from my body.

"Careful," I warned. "I only brought a few clothes. If you keep tearing fabric, I'll have nothing to wear."

His mouth moved to my neck. "I'm okay with that."

I chuckled. "I will have to leave the room, clothed, at some point and don't want to be brought up on indecent exposure charges, so slow your roll there, big man."

"I plan to keep you naked for the duration of your stay here, Turtle, so the faster you remove your clothing, the faster you protect said clothing."

I didn't hesitate, removing everything and dropping it onto the floor.

He grinned. "Good girl."

I shivered, licking my lips as I waited for him to do the same. Once he was naked, I couldn't stop myself from kneeling before him.

"Teagan," he growled.

"Hush," I admonished, glancing up at him. "I want this, Cash. I've been away from you for days, nay, weeks!" I threw the back of my hand dramatically to my forehead. "I need it."

He chuckled and ran his fingers over my cheek. "Have at it, beautiful."

I wrapped my lips around his already hard cock and took him deep, so deep, my eyes started to water, but I couldn't stop myself from relishing the feel of his size filling me, and when he began to fuck my mouth, I gripped his thigh with one hand, using my other to work his length as I took him further to the back of my throat.

"Fuck," he breathed out as his hands gripped my scalp. "I'm gonna come, baby, you want me to pull out?"

I shook my head, sucking a little harder.