When the formation made its way through the gate at the clubhouse I continued on past the brothers parking their bikes. My watch showed I had thirty minutes to kill before church started. I was going to spend at least twenty of that looking at my woman instead of their ugly mugs. Pulling up to the house a state of Déjà vu took over. I saw the same garage doors left open and the house showed no life. I parked the bike quickly and raced up the front porch and stormed through the front door. My heart fell to my knees when I found a sleeping Carrin curled up at one end of the couch opposite of Athena. Looks like the girls were both too tired to make it up the steps.
Completely exhausted myself, I lifted Carrin in my arms and carried her to the guest bedroom just down the hallway. Thankful that Rosalie had made the bed after her and the commander stayed last week, I laid my woman down and tucked her in. In that moment, I had never seen anything more beautiful. My girl was a looker inside and out. I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before turning to leave.
"I love you, babe. Come back to me when you're through," Carrin said with her eyes still closed drifting back off to sleep.
"I love you too baby. I will always come back to you," I said to a sleeping Carrin. This girl did things to me I couldn't put into words. I'm one lucky son of a bitch I thought to myself as I made my way back out of the house. Stopping in the yard next to my bike I raised my head towards the sky for a one-way conversation with a dead man. "Thanks Brookes. I promise to love her forever."
Wall
I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a fucking Mack truck. Where the fuck was I? Why the hell was Doc hovering over me? Was this son of a bitch trying to take a cheap shot? I tried to sit up to defend myself but that was a bad fucking move. Pain radiated from my shoulder all the way down my arm to my fingertips. "FUCK ME THAT HURTS!"
"Well, you've been shot dumb ass. What do you think it's going to feel like," Doc scorned me?
"I gotta get out of here. I need to find Madison. I need to apologize to my sister," I said trying to get out of the bed again. It didn't happen, though. My fucking arm was on fire and my fingers wouldn't move all the way.
"Stay put asshole or you'll bust the stitches. I eased off on the meds I was giving you. The guys are on their way back and are going to need to talk to you. You can't talk if you're asleep."
"On their way back from where? How long have I been asleep Doc?"
"You were brought in early this morning. So probably bout sixteen hours give or take a few minutes."
"Well damn. I don't think I've ever slept that long before. It shouldn't take that long to track the guys who shot me. Hell from what I remember they were long gone before I even reached the gate. What aren't you telling me old man?"
Taking a deep breath Doc went on to explain everything that happened while I was in my little slumber. Well, fuck. I definitely missed a shit ton. After Doc spewed his guts about the eventful day I missed, only one thought popped into my head. There was only one person missing from all the tales he told. Where the hell was Madison through all this? She must be curled up in one of the spare beds waiting for me to wake up. She always had my back even if I was a complete asshole to her. That changes today. From now on I plan to see where this thing goes between her and I. As one of those wise mother fuckers said, "if it's meant to be it will be".
"Boomer called just before I woke you. Their bringing Carrin and Athena home while the young ins' finish the cleanup. The rest of the fellas shouldn't be long behind them.”
"So my sister is fine, right? Everyone is whole?"
"Yeah, son. Carrin will probably be shaken up a little bit because she actually had to pull that damn trigger but physically she's fine. Although I'm sure she's still sporting a big old bruise thanks to you."
Leave it to Doc to make me feel even worse. I'd make it right with Care Bear. She knows I didn't mean for her to get hurt. That it wasn’t deliberate. She would forgive me. Hell, she probably already has. Madison, on the other hand, would be a different story. That girl is as stubborn as a damn pack mule. I did hurt her on purpose. It was deliberate, even if it was just to push her away for her own good. Madison was going to take a little more effort. I needed to apologize and start making things up to her. "Where's Madison? I need to talk to her."
"Haven't seen her around. You might want to ask Axle when he gets here."
"Yeah I'll do that," I said to the man like a two-year-old who didn't get his way. "Well if she's not here for me to talk to that only leaves the fellas. Help me get myself up, old man. I've got a meeting to go to."
Zeus
I made my way back over from the house with a few minutes to spare. Stopping by the bar I grabbed a soda before making my way to the meeting room. I was ready to get church over with and curl up in my bed for the next twenty-four hours with my woman curled up next to me. When I walked into the room I never expected to see Wall seated at the table. We were the only two members in the room. Deciding to be the bigger man I walked straight to him.
Sticking out my hand to him he looked at it like I had cooties or some shit. He spoke without his normal cocky flare throwing me off for a bit. "I don't deserve to shake your hand brother. I was a complete asshole."
"I won't disagree about the asshole part but I will disagree about being deserving of a handshake. I don't want any beef with you man but if being with your sister is going to cause it then so be it. She's mine now I hope you can get past your shit because I'm not going a damn place without her."
"It's not you that I was really pissed with, even if you should have followed protocol and came to me first. I was pissed at myself for being wrong."
"Come again? What do you mean you were pissed about being wrong," I asked the man before me?
"I'm usually a kick ass judge of character dude. Normally from the first meeting, I can get a read on someone and I've never been wrong when it counts. Queenie always said it was my Sicilian heritage or some shit."
"So what, you thought I was just going to swoop into town and fuck a dead man's wife and then split," I asked with venom in my voice. "That's a low blow brother."
"I wasn't wrong about you. I was wrong about Brookes. From the first time I met him, I never thought he would be around for the long haul when it came to my sister."
"Give the man some credit Wall. He didn't ask to die, dude."
"Not saying he asked for it man but when he did my sister was left alone. Even if he was still around I still know deep in my soul that his ass wouldn't be around forever, man. Whether it was him or her, one of them would have eventually get bored enough and walk away. It's why I was so hard on the fucker. I wanted to break him. I waited for his true colors to show but his never did, hers did."
Not knowing where this was going or what to say to the man I stayed quiet waiting for him to explain. He's next words, even though he deserved a fist to the face for saying them, warmed a part of my heart that I didn't know existed.
"The whole time they were together you could tell they cared for one another a lot but it almost seemed forced on her side. I think my bratty ass sister was stretching and looking for some type of normalcy. She’ll never fucking admit it but she never wanted to be an old lady. She watched the comings and goings first hand. She found out at an earlier age what the club whores were around for, even for the married men. My father was a good man, but he sure wasn't a saint. My mother worshiped the ground Rowdy walked on and still does to this day. That kind of love was one sided. He loved my mother but not enough. I saw that same kind of love when it came to Care Bear and Brookes. She was never truly happy even though he might have been. I eventually caved and my perspective changed. They got fucking married and in no time at all she was pregnant. I started accepting him more and more. I'll admit that I thought of him as a brother. It hurt like hell when he died. The few months after his death showed me my first instinct was right, however. Carrin took all of two weeks of grieving before she snapped out of it. Carrin went back to being the old Ca
rrin in a snap. I was wrong to change my opinion of Brookes. I failed my sister."
"You didn't fail shit. It's called life man. You know that, ‘shit happens for a reason’ nonsense. Yeah, maybe if Brookes lived they might have split before it was over with or they could have spent their whole lives together. You never fucking know and unfortunately, you never will. Tell me what was your first impression of me. What’s your take on Carrin and I being together?"
"I'll tell ya as long as you promise me no emotional bullshit. I'm not a hugger fucker," Wall said while he laughed grabbing his shoulder in pain.
"Keep laughing asshole. I'm actually enjoying seeing your cocky ass knocked down to the level of us normal men." "To answer your demand, I promise not to hug you. Besides you stink fucker. When we're done do us all a favor and take a shower," I said laughing at his ass.
He started to grin as he responded to my comments about a shower. "I’ve seen the way you look at my sister man. I’ve known for a while that you and her were going to be something. At first, I figured you would be just the rebound fuck. That was until the day outside Madison's apartment. When my sister took the time to kiss you before leaving to comfort Madison I knew it was different. My sister has always put Madison before anyone she’s dated. Hell, even Brookes’ ass would get jealous of that bitch. Carrin was different with you even then. Plus, I saw both of you looking at each other. Both of you had the look of ‘long hall’ on your faces asshole," Wall said taking a break before saying the next part, "don't make me wrong again fucker."
I was ready to be done with the heavy but I need to know if he was going to step back and let us be or forever be a pain my ass. "So is this your way telling me your cool with Carrin being my old lady? You gonna step the fuck back and let shit happen or are you going to be a pain in our asses for the rest of our lives?"
"Yep, I'll step back and let you two be. I know my little sister can hold her own and apparently from what I hear she’s a pretty damn good shot. No doubt in my mind she can handle your pansy ass. You better be good to her and to Octavia or I will fuck you up asshole."
"Are you two fucks done making up? I mean we do have a meeting that was supposed to start ten minutes ago," Axle said walking into the room commanding attention.
"Yeah Prez, we're good. Now let's get this shit going. Sleeping beauty here missed all the shit that went down today," I said trying to get the attention off our little heart to heart.
"Actually, Doc gave me the run down before he brought my crippled ass in here. You all look like hell and it was brought to my attention that I stink so let's get this show on the road," Wall told the Prez.
Axle sat in his chair while the rest of the guys did the same. With a slap of the gavel, church was in session. Axle had Wall fill in the blanks wanting to know how he ended up in front of the gate dropping his bike with two bullets in his shoulder. Once that was aired out Axle changed the subject dishing out the intel he picked up from his discussion with Diamond.
"Well from what Diamond told me Yasmin and Jewels were a little full of themselves. While the two cunts kicked and clawed the shit out of her, they were bragging about the diabolical plan that was to be brought to our front door. Apparently the infamous Carmen is the SA for the Grizzlies chapter in Denver. Yasmin is Carmen’s stepdaughter and Jewels her best friend but another of their club brats. I say that loosely because apparently unless you have a dick swinging being a club brat don’t mean shit with them.”
I just looked at my president while he explained what Diamond laid out. Still a little pissed that we had three fucking enemies right under our noses. I zoned back in to listen to the rest of this fucked up story.
“Both girls were brought a deal too good to pass up. Those two nasty bitches were told work their asses into our club whoring their way through the door. When they managed to set up shop sucking dicks and riding our cocks and all they had to do was spy and report back to Carmen until he was ready to make his move on the club. Their reward was not having to come home and whore themselves out. When things weren't moving along as fast as Carmen would have liked, he sent his son Piston, or as we know him as Zeke."
"That's crazy shit Prez. How do you know that Diamond wasn't in on that shit too? What the fuck," Hawk roared from the end of the table.
"Yeah, what the fuck is right. I mean those bitches have been around for over three years and Zeke was a hanger for over a year before we let him prospect. I even vouched for the fucker," Blaze shouted.
"I don't think Diamond had anything to do with it. She's been here going on ten years. She was pretty fucked up and my guess is the cunts thought she'd croak. Those bitches beat the living shit out of her and left her outside in the cold. Nobody would have thought the old head would be out taking a stroll," I spoke to the group.
"Diamond came to us running from an abusive home. She showed up offering any services we wanted in return for a safe place to lay her head. Hell if she wasn't so good at sucking cock I'd say she was a saint," Happy said vouching for the woman in his own way.
"Be that as it may I'm not taking any chances. Until we can find out the ‘why’ behind those dicks fucking with us I'm cutting off outsiders. There will be no newcomers welcome around this club. That means the clubhouse, the bar, and even the house. No new employees, club pussy, hangers or prospects until we put this shit to bed. Diamond and the remaining prospects are good for now, but we will be keeping tabs."
"Well if Diamond is going to be the only pussy to play with around here, I'm sure she'll have eyes on her every second of the day," Throttle joked.
"Something's bothering me with this whole story, though," I said bringing all attention to me. I couldn’t understand how we had beef with a club all the way from Denver. Fuck, wasn’t Denver all like snow and ice? Do they even know what a fucking motorcycle is out there, let alone an MC?
"And that would be...." Tank said waiting for my response.
"Why Denver? I mean there's chapters a hell of a lot closer to us than that. I never realized until now that every cut today we saw on those cock suckers, says Denver."
"Point taken. I guess we'll have to ask our visitor tomorrow won't we? I'm with you, though. It seems like all this shit has to deal with someone or something that happened in Denver. I'll put the word out and see if the local Grizzlie fucks know anything. For all we know they don't even know their playing in their own backyard. I mean Athens and Kingstree are only a couple hours from here. Close enough they should have let them know but far enough they would go unnoticed. Anybody got anything else before I shut this shit down."
"Yeah, Prez I got something. Where the fuck is Madison? What aren’t you fuckers telling me," Wall asked and the room fell silent.
Without answering Wall's question Axle told everyone to get some sleep but to be back at the clubhouse by noon tomorrow to get back to digging into shit. With a slap of the gavel, the meeting was over. With the exception of those two, the rest of us rushed out of the meeting room in search of a good day/night sleep. We all knew that Prez was breaking the news of Madison's disappearing act to Wall. None of us wanted to be witness to that shit. No doubt Wall would flip his lid about Madison being so far away with what was going on around the club. Fighting the urge to wait around and be supportive to my brother, I ran to my bike and took off towards the house.
In no time, I was in the door kicking my boots off. Athena was still sound asleep on the couch. Even though I wasn't sure whether Hap or Hawk would be coming back to sleep, I locked the doors up tight and set the alarm. I wasn't taking any chances again. I lifted Athena from where she lay careful not to wake her as I lugged her ass up three flights of stairs.
With my sister safe in her bed, I made my way back downstairs to collect Carrin. I was fucking exhausted and sex wasn't in the cards til I got a few hours of sleep but that wasn't going to stop me from holding my woman through the night. I opened the door to the spare bedroom being as quiet as I could be. I scooped her up in my arms and made my way up to her
bedroom.
Luckily the bed was unmade from all the fucking we did earlier, so I didn't have much to put much effort in getting her in bed under the covers. Once I had my girl situated I wasted no time stripping down to climb in bed. That big ole bed with my girl curled up in it was calling my name like a fucking siren. Pulling my phone from my pocket and setting the alarm even turned into a task but, it had to be done. I plan on having my way with my woman before having to meet back up with the fellas later in the day. So the alarm had to be set only to make sure I had a little stolen time with her and I wanted to see Tivie before the craziness took over later.
With my denim cut folded and put in the dresser for safe keeping, I stripped the rest of the way, leaving only my boxers on. I pulled the covers back and climbed in bed with my girl. As if on instinct she rolled over laying her head on my chest so my arms swallowed her up pulling her close to me as she intertwined her legs with mine. For the first time in a long time I feel into a deep peaceful sleep.
Chapter 22
Zeus
Oh my God! Carrin's mouth felt like heaven even in my dreams. She had her hand gripping at the base my shaft pumping up and down while she sucked the rest of my cock into her mouth. Every time my girl would come up she'd swirl her velvet tongue around the head of my dick before going down again. It didn't take long for my body to go into a frenzy. I could feel my muscles begin to tense waiting for the gusher I knew my climax would bring. Thank god I was dreaming or I'd have to stop her. I needed to wake up. Grown ass men don't have wet fucking dreams. Just as I started to pull myself from my dream state I began to realize it wasn't a dream at all. My girl was going to town on my dick determined to pull me from my sleep. I grabbed two handfuls of her black silky hair causing a deep moan to escape. That was my undoing. My dick shot off like a bottle rocket while my little vixen drank every last drop of my seed. Fuck! I could get used to this.
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