had them in my bed while I stood at the door and watched them handle their business together. And even that didn’t do it for me. When they finished, I booted them out and jerked off into the bathroom sink. Did I think about two women on top of each other, their tongues slicing up and down each other’s pussy? Nope. I thought about Belle. About pinning her against the wall in the bathroom. About touching those full tits of hers. About showing her what a real man was. A man who had seen death, faced it and won; a man who could handle any of her pain, worry, fears, and doubts.
Trev came out of the clubhouse and all attention went to him.
Eden was next to him, the woman wobbling like a penguin as she walked.
“How’s Mama?” Cash asked.
“Big,” Eden said with a frown.
“Still beautiful,” Cash said.
“Thank you, Cash.”
“Does Prez tell you that enough? If not…”
“Easy,” Jasper said.
“Max, Austin, I’m relying on you two to stay here with the prospects and take care of Eden.”
“And Harlee,” Trent added.
“We’ve got it,” Trev said.
Harlee and Eden had a strong friendship going. I figured it was only a matter of time until Harlee was all knocked up too. What a fucking MC we had, huh? We went from almost getting wiped out because of the old Prez and his bullshit to now having guys fall in love, getting engaged, their girls getting knocked up.
Fucking time was a weird thing.
Max and Austin came forward and each hugged Trev. They then led the way for Eden to go back inside the clubhouse.
Trev then walked to his ride and grabbed his helmet. “You guys know I can’t go in there. I don’t like it.”
“We’ve got your back, Prez,” I said.
“I want in.”
“We voted,” Jasper said. “Not sending you into that bar. You’re an easy target.”
“And the rest of you?” Trev asked.
“We do what we do best,” Cash said. “Fuck shit up.”
All of us let out a cheer.
“Jasper and Hudson hang back with me,” Trev said. “I want Cash, Trent, Kye, and Duke going inside.”
We all nodded.
The only one missing was Cade. He had some meeting with our lawyer and accountant to make sure the front business was all intact. He was also helping to ensure our fifty large payment from the Russians was properly put away without any eyes getting on it.
Once we hit the road, my adrenaline got going. Happened every time I got on the road, knowing we were heading into a war zone. Shit, it used to happen when I was overseas. Too many times we’d load up whole and come back broken.
Not this time. Not this time.
Belle flashed in my mind, as though she had become some reason to fight harder to ensure my own safety. That was just fucking stupid.
There was always a big risk cruising into another club’s territory. While we controlled all of Daurian, there were chunks that were overrun with other crews. We called them the weeds. They didn’t belong and they didn’t leave. Heading to north and east, we crossed into Hell Five territory. You’d never know it staring at a regular map because this shit - the outlaw life - that wasn’t listed on any county lines or mile markers.
Right on cue, Prez and Jasper hung back. Then the rest dropped off about a mile from the bar.
It was me, Kye, Cash, and Trent.
We fucking rode right up to the bar and parked our rides. I counted ten motorcycles outside the bar. Now, this wasn’t exactly the main meeting place for the Hell Five, so some of these rides were just for regular bikers. Guys passing through. Prospects looking to get in on the crew.
Trent grabbed for the door and I stopped him.
“Let me,” I said.
“I’m the goddamn enforcer, Duke.”
“And they goddamn shot me in the leg,” I said.
Technically it wasn’t really a gunshot wound, nothing like my shoulder. But it was enough to make Trent back off for a second.
I tore open the bar to the Hell Five and stepped inside.
An enemy… looking for a fight… with a giant target on my back.
**
I ordered a shot of whiskey while Kye, Cash, and Trent ordered a beer.
All eyes were on us.
I took note of three guys in the back corner playing pool. They stood with their sticks in their hands, shocked at our appearance in their bar.
I threw the shot glass back and felt it burn all the way down to my belly.
“What do I owe?”