Flower of Scotland

Part 6

After three months of living in Charming I had built a good rapport with with majority of the club members, started staying in a small apartment just off the Main Street, which I paid for by working in the office of Teller-Morrow Automotive with Gemma and even gone target shooting and knife throwing in the woods with my Uncle. It was nice building on the familiar bond I had had with him when I was growing up. The flirtatious banter between Happy and I had continued much to my enjoyment but his continuous use of crow-eaters and whores was most definitely not. I'm sure at times he purposely done it to see if he could get a reaction but I remained consistent.

This particular evening changed course however when during a wild party at the clubhouse, I had stepped outside to the picnic tables, I lit a cigarette and enjoyed the cooler air on my face, it was so damn hot inside I could feel the pink tinge to my skin. The door opened behind me and Happy stepped out, lighting his own cigarette he walked towards me.

"Too much for you sparrow?"

He asked nodding his head back towards the entrance.

"Just hot" I replied with a smile.

"Yeah I no." He said, taking a pull on the cigarette while dragging his eyes down my body.

I laughed and he smiled a bit, something that isn't seen very often.

"I like your laugh" he said.

Which made me laugh more as I'd always been told I cackled like I should be stirring a cauldron.

He stared at me for a long moment before closing the gap between us. I drew a breath in, wondering if this was the moment he would make his move. Placing his right hand on my hip he drew me closer to him. Just as our lips were a breath apart the entrance to the club house was thrown open as an all out brawl spilled out. I jumped back on to one of the picnic tables to try to escape the oncoming crowd only to have it roughly kicked out from beneath me. Should
of seen that one coming.

"Fuck" I breathed out as the air was knocked from my lungs.

Looking up to see the mayhem all around me, and still coming towards me I rolled out of the way and dropped down off the slight parapet where the picnic tables stood.
Coming round the side again towards the entrance my eyes darting in every direction. Happy had joined the melee that had now taken over the front part of the entrance. He was holding a man by his shirt front and repeatedly punching him in the face. I noticed another man making his way towards them coming up behind Happy.
Anger flooded me. I pulled my sgian-dubh from my boot surging forward and dipping down as I closed in on him to whip the blade across the tendons on the back of his knee. He screamed as he crashed to the floor with me standing over him, body on high alert every nerve in me on edge. Happy snapped his head round, registering what had happened he threw the man he was mercilessly beating to the floor without breaking eye contact with me. Getting up he strode toward me, grabbing me by the back of the neck and crashing our lips together. My free hand came up to rest on the back of his shaven head, my other hand. Still clutching my knife at my side.

Happy pulled back and looked me dead in the eye, smirking slightly he nodded, more to himself than me. He took my knife from my hand and slipped it into his pocket. I wanted to protest but he had grabbed my hand and half dragged me round the side of the building. Away from prying eyes but not far enough that we still couldn't hear the carnage taking place. He lifted me up on to a ledge and moved between my legs. Peppering kisses along my neck while he deftly removed my underwear from beneath the one and only skirt I owned and tucked them into his back pocket. I drew a sharp breath in as he bit down on the soft flesh where my neck met my shoulder and sucked slightly.

"That's gona mark." I breathed out between pants .

"Good." He replied as he continued, bringing his hand between us to find the bundle of nerves he was seeking. I gasped and threw my head back when the pad of his thumb expertly circled the treasure he had found. Happy practically purred at my reaction to his onslaught. I reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans, he pulled back from me and with lightening speed he pulled a condom from his kutte, rolled it on and positioned himself at my entrance. Looking down to where our bodies connected he licked his lips. This was bloody torture, I was dizzy with the anticipation, all my nerves on fire. I couldn't wait anymore. Hooking my leg around his waist I drew him in and gasped.

"Fuck." He breathed as he closed his eyes

Giving me a second to adjust to his size before taking up a steady rhythm he glided in and out once again replacing his thumb to it original position. I braced my hands on the ledge either side of me so I could lift slightly and meet him stroke for stroke. Wincing somewhat at a cut on my left palm I hadn't realised I had. It wasn't long before I felt the familiar stirring deep within me and stars exploded behind my eyes. Happy sped up his rhythm as I tightened around him, hitching his breath and moaning deeply as he too reached that all important finale.

We stayed still for a moment catching our breath. The noise level had quietened down where only Tig could be heard calling out to other members if anyone had seen Happy.  He chuckled slightly and pulled back removing the condom and tying it up. Lifting me off the ledge and placing me on my feet before zipping his jeans and buckling his belt we made our way back round to the front of the building.

"Can I have my underwear back?" I asked.

"No, he replied.

I stopped walking

"Can I have my blade back?" I tired.

Happy stopped walking, turned to me and nodded.

"Yes."

He handed me the knife and winked.

"Your such a dick, do you no that?" I said with a laugh.

"Baby, you loved this dick." he quipped.

I playfully pushed his shoulder as we took off walking again. Tig coming in to view among the broken picnic tables.

"Where the hell have you been?" He called throwing his hands in the air. After he spotted me he clapped his hands together

"Oh I see, having a little fight of your own was you?, tell me Hap, was she dominant? I feel like she would be, did she hurt you?"

Happy didn't say a word just pushed Tig back as he opened the door so I could walk through it.

"I hope you was gentle with him Freya! It was his first time!" Tig called after us as the door swung shut.