Black Heart And Red Redemption (Iron Dogz MC)

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by René Van Dalen


  “Hang on; just hang on a minute there.” Beast slowed him down. “You were a single man having fun, that’s it. You didn’t bring those bitches into the inner workings of the club. They didn’t get any of that shit from you. They used the brothers and one of them even used her family connections to try and bring us down, and Prez, we’re still here. Not only are we still here, we are stronger than ever. You’ve got this, you’ve always had this. You’ve been leading us through this fucking minefield that bitch and the Maingarde Organisation has been laying out for us. Yes, we’ve been hurt, more than once, but we’re still here, still fighting. And we will continue to fight until we take them down. We’re the Iron Dogz MC, we don’t roll over for no one.”

  At fucking last Hawk smiled. “You take up motivational speaking without any of us being aware of it, brother?”

  Beast shook his head. “If it motivates you to take your fucking head out of your ass, Boss, then I’ll fucking sign up for those stupid online classes right now.”

  “Hell no, we won’t be able to deal with a touchy feely Beast around the club.” Hawk laughed while Beast just shook his head but he continued to watch his president carefully. Their president was hurting about this shit, he’ll have to give DC a heads up. His president needed her.

  An hour later Beast walked out of the office and as he walked he texted DC.

  Your old man needs your support. He’s feeling responsible for the shit raining down on us. Fix him.

  The reply was almost immediate.

  Ass. I’m on it.

  Another problem solved and Beast finally felt like he could relax. With nothing requiring his attention right now he had time to hang out with his old lady and his girls.

  Where are you Ladybug?

  He sat down at the bar as he waited for her answer.

  I’m having tea with River and the ladies. Don’t worry about the girls, they’re with me.

  Shit. There goes his plans for the afternoon. He could go into his workshop and start on one of the commissions he recently received but he just didn’t feel like it. A body sliding onto the chair next to him had his head turning and he nodded at Scar as he sat down. Chris appeared on the other side of the bar and set two beers down in front of them without a word then moved away.

  She had been around the club long enough to know when to stay and chat and when to leave the men alone.

  Scar obviously wanted to chat and she saw it and moved away.

  “I’ve made my decision, brother. I would be honoured to join this chapter and be a part of your team. I just told the prez and he sent me out here to tell you.”

  Beast smiled and slapped Scar on the back. “Fucking glad you decided to stay, brother. You will be able to start a new life up here without your old life being up in your face all the time. Plus you won’t be on the road all the time. Stone will be pissed to lose you but he can just deal with it.”

  Scar grinned, picked up his beer and drank. Setting it back down he looked towards Chris and then back at Beast. “What happened with her?”

  Beast sighed. “She wanted more than I was prepared to give, brother. And then I went and claimed someone else and she was hurt. My fault. She’s a good woman, and I should never have gone there in the first place. And when I did I should have left it at a one and done.”

  Scar frowned. “So is that what you do? You fuck them only once? Sorry, it must seem like I’m getting in your business but that’s not it. I don’t want to make any mistakes with these bitches.” He tapped his fingers at the edge of the bar as he spoke. “I’m not even sure I want to stick my dick in one of them but when booze is flowing and a wet pussy gets stuck in your face sometimes things change.”

  Beast made an immediate decision. He needed to call Sin in to take care of their brother. Sending a text he sat back and waited. Sin walked in the front door wiping his greasy hands on a rag.

  “You needed to see me, brother?”

  “Ja. Our new brother here needs a night out and some pussy that doesn’t belong to the club. Can you help him out?”

  Sin grinned wide and threw both thumbs up. “I’ll be fucking glad to help out. Scar, my brother, we are going to go out for a drink or two and while we’re drinking we’ll be overrun by excellent pussy. Civilian pussy, wanting to walk on the wild side. They are without any complications, never looking to tie you down or grab your patch. Perfect pussy.”

  Beast stood and stretched. “I’m going to go find my old lady. Take care of our brother, Sin.”

  “No problemo, Beast. We’re going to have some fun. I might even invite some of the other brothers along. Dizzy definitely needs to join us.”

  They were still discussing their night out when Beast walked out the front door.

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

  Tori

  I woke up with a heavy arm around my waist, a hairy thigh shoved between my legs, and very snug against my pussy. It took everything to lie quietly and not rub myself on that thigh. Even though I was aroused my poor pussy was sore and would definitely not be up for another round.

  Beast was deeply asleep as I slid out underneath his arm and off the bed. He grumbled once, drew my pillow into his face and settled back down. I virtually tiptoed into the bathroom, took care of business and as I was washing my hands I looked into the mirror above the basins and gasped. Dearest virgin queen I had the worst bedhead ever.

  Finding my brush in the drawer under the basin I grimaced as I worked the knots out of my hair, twisted it up and secured it with a clip at the back of my head. After our activities last night I needed a shower and I didn’t hesitate. The water was hot and I hummed appreciatively as I let the water cascade over my body, washing the evidence of our passion plus my aches away. Wrapped in a big bath sheet I moisturised and then covered my body in sunscreen. I was a redhead and my skin didn’t tan, it just burned, so sunscreen was a must every day.

  Beast was still sleeping as I slipped into the humungous dressing room and got dressed and slipped my feet into my plakkies. I approached the bed quietly and stood looking down at my man sleeping with my pillow clasped in his arms. The only time he looked peaceful was when he was asleep, like now.

  Whispers came through the baby monitor next to the bed and I quickly grabbed it and turned it off. The girls were awake. Leaving my man to get a little more sleep I left to go take care of his baby girls.

  We were deciding on outfits for the day when the man in our lives walked through the door and I glanced up with a smile. A smile that froze when I took in the new look my man was rocking.

  Holy shit he had trimmed his beard, and not just trimmed, it was styled. Oh boy. Without that wild beard the handsome man was suddenly revealed. The damned club sluts were going to go freaking wild over him.

  And then I grinned. No, they wouldn’t because my man had the best cold and deadly look I had ever seen.

  “Morning, baby, what is that look for?” He questioned as he bent and kissed me.

  I couldn’t answer because the girls were suddenly there and jumping around their dad.

  “Your face, Daddy! Where’s your beard?” Jossy shouted and jumped to try and reach. Beast immediately crouched down and both girls tackled him, their little hands going for the sexy short beard he now sported.

  “I likes it.” Ellie said shyly as she patted his cheek.

  “Don’t I get a morning kiss?” Beast asked jokingly and both girls showered his face with kisses while he laughed.

  Dearest virgin queen, he looked so happy and carefree with a girl in each arm while laughing with them.

  “Toree, Daddy gots a pretty face.” Ellie patted Beast’s cheek as she glanced back at me and I cracked up.

  I nodded. “Yes, baby, Daddy does have a pretty face.”

  The girls giggled wildly as Beast shoved his face in their necks and blew raspberries against their skin.

  “Daddy, we’re getting dressed with Tori and we’re having breakfast. Are you having breakfast?” Jossy ran to her bed to show her
daddy the outfit she had picked for the day.

  “Sorry, girls, I have to get to the clubhouse. Uncle Hawk needs to talk to me. I’ll just grab a muffin on my way out. You girls be good for Tori.” He kissed them both on the forehead and stood. “Can you girls get dressed while I talk to Tori quickly?”

  “Yes, Daddy.” They both chorused

  Tilting his head towards the passage I walked out with him following. Pulling me into his arms he grinned then kissed me silly. I hadn’t seen him smile, grin and laugh so much in all the time I had been at the Iron Dogz clubhouse.

  “Walk me to the door, baby. The girls will be fine. Sassy will watch over them.” And it was only then that I saw her patiently sitting next to the door. Beast gave her a signal and she immediately got up and walked into the girls’ room where excited chatter burst out again.

  I walked downstairs with him and into the kitchen where Rider stood with a muffin in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other. He grinned when we walked in and nodded a greeting, his mouth filled with muffin. Tilting his head to the island I saw he had set out another mug and a muffin. So this was their morning routine, meeting in the kitchen, drinking coffee and eating muffins before going to the clubhouse.

  My eyes widened as the two wolfed down the muffins, drank their coffee in what seemed to be two or three large gulps, washed their mugs and set them on the drying rack. Wow.

  Rider tipped his head my way in a sort of greeting and headed out the kitchen.

  “You’re favouring your leg this morning, baby. Why don’t you take it easy today and go back to the studio tomorrow?” His voice was worried and I realised what he had said was true. I had been favouring my leg.

  “I think that’s a good idea. I’ll hang out with Penny and the girls and just have a relaxing day.”

  Beast frowned. “The girls were going to go to Aunt Suzy’s place this morning. Are you sure you’ll be okay with watching them?”

  “Go, we’ll be fine. We’ll have breakfast and hang out with Penny and Delene. Maybe River and Duncan can come over for a visit later. We’ll just see how the day goes.” I reassured him as we walked to the front door which stood open and I could hear Rider’s bike rumbling outside. “Rider’s waiting for you, go, we’re good.”

  His answer was a soul searing kiss before he pulled his beanie on and walked out. I leant against the doorjamb watching as he slung a long heavily muscled leg over his bike and sat down. He looked at me and smiled then drew his bandanna up over his mouth and walked his bike back. Both of them gave me one of those low biker finger flicks. Weird how all bikers seem to do that.

  With a roar they rode down the driveway to the gates that were slowly opening. I watched until they disappeared down the road then headed back inside and upstairs to the girls.

  Penny and I spent a relaxed morning on the deck after feeding the kids and letting them loose on the back yard while Sassy took up position midway between the deck and the sandpit where the girls were building castles and things.

  Penny and I were chatting about the house when I told her I had a house full of stuff sitting unused in Cape Town. She insisted that I had to call Pixie right there and then and make arrangements for my things to be packed and shipped to Johannesburg.

  And strangely I didn’t hesitate. I called my bestie and she immediately agreed. I wondered why she was being so agreeable and I didn’t have to wonder long. She wanted me safe out of Cape Town and if the Iron Dogz could keep me safe she was all for it. She promised to put Rooster on the job and would call me with an update later.

  “Done. Pixie is getting Rooster to arrange it for me.”

  “We need to get your stuff up here so we can get rid of the last of the slut stuff. I hate knowing there are things in this house that has slut cooties all over them.” Penny gave an exaggerated shudder and pulled a nasty face.

  “Oh, lordy, your face, it’s like you’re smelling something really bad. Did you know them? Is that the reason you want the place cleaned out?” I was laughing as she once again shuddered.

  “Unfortunately I did know them. Jane was the worst of the lot; she was after Rider even though he was only a prospect. I almost walked away from him when she blindsided me with her lies. But Rider, he just kept on repeating that he loved me and would never, ever put his dick anywhere near her diseased twat.” Penny shook her head sadly. “It all happened right there in the common room in front of his club brothers and not one of them stood up to take his back. They laughed. I didn’t come back to the club for a very long time. I didn’t attend his patching in party or any other parties because they were absolutely disgusting. And then Hawk met DC and everything changed.”

  “How? How did it change?” I was curious to hear the story of how my friend tamed the wild man it seemed Hawk used to be.

  “Oh, it’s the best story ever.” Penny clapped her hands in enthusiasm as she bounced in her seat. “DC came to the club for business and Jane disrespected her in front of the entire club. So guess what DC did?” I shrugged, giving her enquiring eyes.

  “She challenged Jane to a cage fight at a fight club run by her club, the Road Warriors.” Penny said with an evil grin.

  “Oh shit, she fought at Underground?” My mouth was hanging open.

  “You know about Underground? How?” Penny gave me wide shocked eyes.

  “I grew up in Cape Town and, as you know, my best friend is Pixie Maingarde and the Road Warriors are her adopted family and friends of mine. Rooster explained about Underground and their other fight clubs around the country. I asked if women fought and he said, and I quote, ‘Fuck, no. It’s men only.’ I’m glad to hear it changed. Now tell me everything about DC’s fight.”

  Penny sat forward in her chair, grinning. “Well, firstly, Rider and I weren’t there because I was having a tough pregnancy and he stayed home with me. He did bring a video of the fight home that we watched. But hang on, I’m getting ahead of myself.”

  She rubbed her hands together like and evil genius or something.

  “So, the slut thought she was going to wipe the floor with DC and apparently told anyone who would listen how she was going to kick her ass. The night of the fight Hawk was called into the dressing room by the Road Warriors’ club president and DC’s trainer and they accused Jane of attempting to cheat. When her coach wrapped her hands they had hidden stuff in the wrappings that could have seriously injured DC. Hawk was furious and agreed that the wrappings would come off and be redone while they watched.”

  Penny pulled a face. “She was such a poser, she even had music for when she walked out of the dressing room. And I’ll give you two guesses as to which music.”

  I just knew and was already sniggering and shaking my head. “Not ‘Eye of the Tiger’ please tell me it wasn’t that one.”

  Penny snorted with laughter and nodded.

  “Oh yes, it was. We’ll watch the video one day when the girls aren’t around. But anyway, she strutted around like she’s all that, which she isn’t. She was still strutting around the cage when the next minute the place was thundering with drums and then DC appears and stalks and dances towards the cage to Disturbed’s song The Sickness. It must have been freaking awesome because the Road Warriors were all up and stamping their feet and singing and screaming Demon, Demon, Demon.” Penny held out her arm to me. “Look at this, it’s giving me goosies all over again just thinking about it. It was freaking awesome, and I only saw the video of it. The next time she fights I’m there, I don’t care who I have to bribe to babysit.”

  “So what happened then?” I was totally hanging on her words.

  “DC stands there and her guys take off the gown thingy she’s wearing and there’s her fighter name embroidered on her pants and it’s Demon. Only then did I get the song and the crowd shouting Demon. So she listens to her coach talking to her and just nods while her eyes are lazered onto the bitch in the cage. All I can say is that when DC gets in the cage she’s no longer DC, she’s Demon and she’s freaking scary. She be
at Jayne, who was a MMA champion fighter, to a pulp. Broke her leg and everything.”

  My mouth was gaping open. “Holy shit, and then?”

  “At the end of the fight DC jumps up on the bars of the cage and ran around like a monkey until she stopped right in front of Hawk and she laughed at him, her mouth and mouthguard bloody and her eyes all black and glittering. It was like she was challenging him or something. Whoever took the video zoomed in on his face and he just stood there, staring up at her.” Penny shook her head. “I’m telling you girl, your friend is my freaking hero since that night because Hawk kicked Jane out and went after DC and things slowly started to change at the club. It went from a dirty sluts only club to a family orientated club.”

  I narrowed my eyes as I tried to remember when DC used to live in Cape Town during her apprenticeship. “You know, now that I’m sitting here thinking about it, I think Rooster lied to me. Those dickheads, they always looked at me like I was this delicate little thing they had to protect. If they only knew how tough I really was.” I shook my head at their stupidity. “I don’t think any of them would last a day on the schedule I used to be on every single day of my life. I did see DC fight once, it was at an event at a gym and it was so freaking exciting, I think I screamed a lot.”

  “Men are stupid creatures.” Penny agreed. “They assume all women are the same but we’re not. Some of us are fighters. Strong and resilient.”

  “And you two are gossiping like little old ladies.” A laughing voice suddenly spoke right behind us and Penny and I jumped almost right out of our chairs in fright.

  “DC! You almost gave me a heart attack.” I scolded as she laughed and sank into the chair next to me.

  “The two of you were so deep into your skinner (gossip) session you didn’t even hear me coming in or noticed that Sassy was watching me as I came out onto the deck. That’s not good, ladies. You need to be aware of your surroundings, all the time. Yes, you have the guys protecting the gate and watching over you out here but it’s not enough. You have to do your part to keep yourselves and the girlies safe.” She lectured with a small frown.

 

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