the record,” Trev added, “all signs are pointing to the Hell Five for this shit. You getting shot and surviving keeps the MC out of this mess. The land, the body, everything. Looks like the Hell Five got themselves into some trouble and you were just a casualty, Jim. Police are going to talk to you but our lawyers will walk you through everything.”
I saw Jim blinking fast, probably fighting back tears like a big pussy. Ah, hell, I was doing the same damn thing.
“This guy here was my first brother in life,” I said. “My best friend. From kids to men to war and back.”
“A-fucking-men to that,” Miller said.
“Okay, let’s give him some space,” Trev said.
“Good,” Blaine said. “There was a nurse with nice tits I wanted to check out. Tell her my leg hurts so she’ll bend over and I can see down her shirt.”
“I thought you were happily taken,” Jasper said.
“I am,” Blaine said. “But this could be a medical emergency.”
“I’m not taken,” Cash said. “You look, Blaine, but I’ll get to touch.”
The two charters started to shuffle out. A few minutes later a nurse came in to kick even me and Belle out. She hugged her brother and walked away with tears in her eyes. I kissed Jim’s greasy forehead.
“Stick this out,” I said. “You’re the toughest guy I’ve ever known.”
“Duke, send Maggie in next. Before they give me meds. I want to tell her something.”
I never found out what that something was, but that was not my business.
Outside the room I took Belle by the hand and walked her to the elevator. On the ride down to the ground floor we kissed. We exited the hospital and I gave her my helmet to wear on the ride back to the clubhouse.
She wrapped her hands around me and I looked down, again seeing her bare fingers interlock around my body. She was holding me tight as I rode away, letting my two-wheeled steel beauty take us wherever we wanted to go.
I’d been on a journey for freedom for years… yet freedom was sitting behind me… my freedom was my love for Belle.
thirty-four.
(duke)
*** ONE MONTH LATER ***
Jim was alive and out of the hospital. The land deal officially collapsed and he owned it all again. He and Belle agreed to put the house up for sale and split whatever they made off of it. What they didn’t know yet was that the MC had put together our earnings from Jim’s fight and we were going to buy it. There could never be too much real estate in our club portfolio. Or at least that’s what Cade always told us.
I had put money on Jim’s fight on my own, along with all the other guys. So the sixty-five we paid to Ivan was nothing compared to what we all made. Not to mention after Carlo’s death, another top member of the Hell Five got in touch with Trev to settle the score, which resulted in the club getting the original fifty thousand they stole from us. Funny how that shit worked sometimes.
Jim gave up the bottle and traded it for between Maggie’s legs. Still a dangerous addiction to have but at least he was happier than ever.
The MC was pushing forward, like we were meant to be, Trev at the head of the table, smacking the gavel and the rest of us causing hell.
We knew that the reaper was out there waiting to call our numbers. Until then we just drank whiskey, made loud noises, and rode our motorcycles, screaming into the midnight sky.
But tonight I wasn’t riding into the midnight sky.
I was just simply riding Belle.
My hands held her perfectly round ass as I thrust into her. Her pussy sheathed me tight, her hands holding the sheets as she pressed back against my movements. Our bodies collided with a beautiful sound. Her cries bounced off the walls of my bedroom.
I loved that fucking sound.
My balls were wound tight and the muscles in my legs were tight.
“Fuck, sweetie, get ready for me,” I warned.
Belle threw her hair back and looked back at me. “Go… now.”
Her eyes were seductive and on fire.
I pulled out of her and hurried to turn her around. I wanted to look into her eyes and see her tits dance for me as I came inside her. She let out a whimper as I pressed my thumb to her clit, twisting, feeling her hips buck at me. I ran my hand up and then took