Reader: Book 2 (Princes of Prophecy)

by L. Ann Marie

  Hammer says he’s not taking any more shipments. VP looks at me. I stand. “With your SAA challenging you, we knew it was only a matter of time and made other arrangements. We don’t have anything scheduled for New Hampshire.”

  “You little prick!” He reaches, but every gun from Princes and the MC is pointed at him.

  Prez stands up still pointing his gun at Hammer. “Since you’re not taking any more this should not be a problem for you. You ever threaten a Brother in my Club again it will be the last time. My father didn’t just teach me about Brotherhood Brother. Do not fuck with the Princes.”

  Pres laughs. “Since the Princes and MC have their guns out is there any other issues with Hammer not wanting to run guns?” The SAA sits and all the guns are put away. Pres looks at us. “Impressive Brothers.” He turns back. “We have some Brothers that were hurt by the drug trade. We are offering guns and parts. Small fees will go to the Chapters in need and the rest is at cost. If you want in, the Princes are dealing and their VP is running. If my VP is summoned because you don’t want to deal with them, you will deal with him, but not the way you intended.” My glasses show laughing. Pres looks at Hammer. “Your Club made a try for one of the Princes’ old ladies today. Eight against their VP, his old lady and two kids. Six were carried out, two ran. This is your only warning. The Princes’ Officers are our kids. They carry our protection. As you saw they don’t need it, but it is available. Their President is Ben Knight. Same name as my VP. Tread carefully Brother.” He looks around. “We are adjourned Brothers.”

  I watch Hammer stalk out; his SAA is talking to a Club at the wall. They come toward me. Jessie steps to my side. “Making peace Brother?”

  “He turned so I couldn’t read.”

  He turns. “I’m right behind you taking the Brother from western Mass.”

  Hammer’s SAA throws me chin and I nod at him. “We’re interested in the guns.”

  “Arming a Club that made a try for my old lady doesn’t seem like a smart move on my part. I’m young but not stupid.”

  He jerks his head back. “Hammer made his last stand tonight. He fucked up, but that’s not the Club. We can run parts until that plays out. We need the clean to start anyway, but losing the guns because you’re young wasn’t smart on his part. Running wasn’t bringing enough anyway. The parts we can run. With the shop it will hold us, especially at cost. We’ll make the dues up front. We’ll be a Club in need until it settles, but it will settle. We get us good and show back on track, we want the conversation on the guns. Yeah?”

  I look at him and the Brother from the north. “I’ll front a truck of twenty on the parts. You open distribution and get current with the MC. I’ll give you two loads to pay up on the first. Means third truck I’m paid in full. Yeah?”

  He’s smiles and nods. “And the guns?”

  “Your shit settles, we’re in with no issues, call for the meet. I’ll answer.”

  “When can we get the parts?”

  “When can you take them?”

  He looks at the northern Brother. My glasses pick up what he says. “Hammer is settled next week, we take the week after?” The Brother nods and he turns back to me. “Two weeks. Puts us around the first.”

  “I can do that. I’ll have Jax set it up. You settle your differences with him. He’s your contact for parts.”

  He puts his hands up. “No beef with Jax. Was told a different story, but we’re straight now. We’ll make the dues and get back to good with the MC. Your old lady wasn’t brought up in the Club. MC has friends there, it would have made it to you.”

  I’m wondering what was told to him about the runs and how this guy is gonna make it right, but it’s twenty grand and I need to show good faith. I don’t trust him but I nod. “Since you aren’t pissed your Brothers got the shit kicked out of them I’ll take your word for it. We’re a new Club offering new business. I see you as being in the same boat. My goodwill only goes so far.”

  They both nod. “Jax will be in touch.” They both man hug me and walk. Another Brother is right behind them. I talk to five Clubs and offer trucks of ten to them because they’re smaller. Every one of them I tell to get good with dues and every one of them agrees. Prez told me we need to offer a way to get them right with the MC and earn the money they are losing off the drugs. Seems everyone is happy with the parts and we’ll come out ahead in the end.

  Prez slaps my back. “Good fuckin’ job Brother. Less than a hundred you got them all on parts. New York and Connecticut want in on parts without the mercy.”

  We start walking out and VP stops us. “Ops.”

  I pull the glasses from my pocket and switch them out. I’m hitting buttons and finally find on. “Fuckin’ Mitch.” These are awesome. The board shows and I see Rich talking to HS outside the meet. Hammer pulled his crew, but all didn’t follow. He’s on his way back with Brothers and trucks from a smaller Chapter.

  Prez keeps walking and I follow. The SAA is still here talking to the crew that stayed and Prez walks right up to him. “Hammer is on his way back with trucks, Brothers from another Chapter, and the crew that left with him. I have fifty Brothers here now. You want to end this tonight, we’ll take your back.”

  The SAA is shocked. “What about the MC?”

  “He made a play for an Officer’s old lady. That’s ours, you want it or not?”

  He looks back and his Brothers are behind him. “Yeah.”

  Prez ask how far out they are and turns back to the SAA. “I’m Ben Knight, President of the Princes of Prophecy. This will not end well for Hammer and I’d like to know who the new President is.”

  “Jim Deacon.” A Brother comes forward. “I’m the new SAA, Gallow Crane.”

  Prez nods. “You have ten minutes and the road will close. My VP will get you positions that won’t get you killed. Follow the lead. My SAA will get you in with Ops. Listen and follow the orders. Air Ops will handle all but Hammer. That’s yours Brothers. Let it play out and you’ll get your due.” He gets a nod and walks away.

  The new SAA looks at me. “He always talks like that, but he’s fuckin’ good. Listen to the lead and he’ll get you Hammer,” I tell them and Jessie starts handing out headsets. I watch the boards. “How many Brothers and who is HS trained?”

  “Eight and we’re all HS,” Deacon says.

  “VP to Ops, I have eight HS wired and ready.”

  “Copy VP, get them fifty from the end of the building. The only thing through the line will be theirs.”

  “Roger Ops, VP on the side.” I turn to Deacon seeing he’s surprised. “You’re fifty feet from the building. Lights out will keep you covered. Stay close to the tree line or the outbuilding. He’ll be herded right to you. There will be no survivors.”

  “How’d you hear that?”

  “Prophecy Brother. It’s not just a name. You may want to get in position, the choppers are on their way, anyone running will get mowed down.”

  They run and Jessie doubles over. “I’m getting Penny to make us fuckin’ T-shirts. ‘Prophecy, it’s not just a name’. Fuck I love it!”

  I laugh and find Prez. He’s with VP and my dad. “Where’s Pres?”

  “New York, Connecticut and Maine went into the other building for a drink. They’re covered,” my dad says.

  I look at Prez. “Why are you here?”

  “For show. I just gave them my guarantee.” Sounds right.

  Jessie nods. “Who are they running?”

  “Security and trainees. They want to play at the party too,” VP says, making me laugh. Shit this will be good. The lights go out and I hope the boards don’t show through the glass. “You’re good,” VP says.

  “Good to know,” I say watching Rich’s words. He laughs.

  Ten minutes and the trainees herd Hammer like a cow shooting the ground around him. The trucks are hit by Security and the bikes are taken out by Zack. The Presidents come out and we ride back to the hotel like we left, but in line by rank. Jared is still shining his l
ight up and down the line. At the hotel, HS clears the bar across the street and everyone piles in.

  I switch my glasses and talk to a couple of Brothers then head back to Eliza. She must be bored out of her mind. Dad follows me in with Bob. The banquet room is empty except for the women. Chet is outside the door with a smile. “I couldn’t stay in there with them.” Shit.

  We walk in and stop. They’re dancing and by the looks of it drunk. Rich comes in and laughs drawing their attention. I take Eliza and Sheila and walk behind my dad with Mom and Te Jess. Fuck they are the funniest women I’ve ever seen. Eliza is telling me she needs to shop with them. “You just got clothes babe.”

  Mom turns around and almost falls. Dad catches her by the waist. “She needs a wardrobe and panties.”

  Bob laughs behind me. I didn’t even know he was there. “If she starts lecturing, walk away Brother. That’s fuckin’ weirder than her lecturing me.”

  Eliza laughs, stopping to do it. Sheila says she needs someone to rip her panties and we’re all laughing. I drop Sheila at her room and carry Eliza the rest of the way. She’s still talking about the clothes and margaritas. She needs boots with heels and I’m thinking shopping might be good. I like boots with heels. “You need help Dad?” I ask opening the door to our room.

  “I’m good,” he says and laughs. He’s got to be for those two. They’re going on about opening a panty store.

  “They said you’re a good boyfriend,” she says as I’m trying to hold her up to get her clothes off. “I got a box from Victoria’s. That’s what the good guys do.”

  I nod and sit her down, kissing her head. “Anything for you babe.”

  She goes on and I let her talk while I move her to the pillow then get the barrel by her. “You doing okay babe?” She hasn’t said anything for a good minute.

  “You always take care of me,” she says but she yawns in the middle of it. I smile. She’s a cute drunk.

  “Always babe.”

  “Yeah.”

  I watch her eyes close and I know she’s out. I get a beer and take it out to the balcony. What a fuckin’ day. She fought right on the side of me and never let anyone touch her. Pres is right, fuckin’ strong women.

  Chapter Seven

  Darren

  Fuck that is good. I lift my hips and feel her sound. Fuck that’s nice. I open my eyes and try to clear my head. My dick is trying for deeper, but I fight to keep still. Her tongue is like electricity running down me and I’m not stopping that. “Fuckin’ good babe.” Vibrations again. Fuckin’ love mornings that start like this and I’m glad that’s a lot of them. Her hand moves and she grabs me hard meeting her mouth at the head. She rims me and I’m close to losing it. “Fuck.” I clench my teeth.

  She slams down and comes up slow moving her tongue and I know I’m not making it. I don’t tell her when I’m coming anymore. She’ll take it with a smile. When I think she’s got me there she slams down again, her fingers pulling my sack back and I explode. “Liza fuck!” My whole body clenches lifting me up then I relax. Holy shit! I can’t get enough air. She kisses up my stomach swiping her tongue across my nipple and I jump again. Shit. Her fuckin’ mouth always gives me a jolt, but right after I come it’s like double. Whatever she’s got I want it. All of it. “Love mornings with your mouth on me. Thanks babe.” She kisses me and my dick jumps. Jesus. I pull away needing air. “Don’t you have a headache?”

  She looks at me odd. “No.”

  “No hangover?” She was drunk she should be feeling something.

  She smiles. “Never had one...ever.” She’s proud of that. I laugh, she’s fuckin’ perfect. With telling her I’m all in and slow sex, she’s got more confidence. I love it. Since she’s never had a boyfriend, anything I do is golden, but I want her to know how she should be treated so people don’t walk all over her. Respect is not something she was taught.

  Now that I can breathe I need to give her that. I sit up and pull her across me then lay back down and move her to my chest. She grabs the headboard. That works. I move sitting her down on my mouth. She’s surprised and starts moving. Love her taking it. When she loses her rhythm I take my hand off her ass and push her back forward. She likes that and stays right there. Her tits bouncing has me hard. She grabs one making me moan and she’s gone. I give her a minute and take what’s mine without hitting her clit. Before I move her I swipe across making her jump. “Love taking mine babe.” She moves and I sit up holding her back. I give her leg a nip and lay her down reaching for a condom.

  “Babe are you on birth control?” This probably should have been asked sooner.

  She opens her eyes. “Yeah.”

  I throw the condom thinking I want to see if the rumor is true. Feeling better may kill me, but it may not and I get better. “You care if I use one?” Probably should have asked that sooner too.

  “The shot isn’t a hundred percent and I thought you used them for a reason.” She points her face to me, but doesn’t look at me.

  A reason. Knocking a girl up is a good reason–diapers, child support. Fuck. STDs. Something else I should have done sooner. “You’re clean Eliza, I would never have put my mouth on you if I thought you weren’t. We get checked every six months, I am too. Is there another reason?”

  She has tears in her eyes, but they don’t fall. She’s not crying like she was either and I’ll take it. She shakes her head no.

  “So you get pregnant on the shot you aren’t going to kill me right?” She smiles saying no. “On your knees babe. We have a rumor to dispel.”

  She smiles and moves then turns back and kisses me. Fuck she has me fighting to control my breath and my dick wants in. When she pulls away she smiles. “Just making sure we’re ready.” I laugh. Fuckin’ Eliza.

  ***

  Darren

  I’m smiling walking into Ops. Seeing Prez’s face, I stop and scan the boards. I see Geek talking to HS. They’re in a fight up toward the track. Pres and my dad are in the middle of the circle with two HS and my mom. Jesus when did everyone decide to do this shit with the women present. Pussies rush them and I hold my breath. As soon as my mom is grabbed, my dad and Pres go off the fuckin’ chart. Holy shit they’re throwing punches everywhere. HS ducks Pres and steps away coming up swinging at a pussy. They’re in our cuts–a-fuckin’-gain. What the fuck? My dad moves putting Mom between him and Pres, they’re hitting to hurt and the pussies are dropping. Pres yells at HS to pull the cuts off the pussies. When the last falls, my dad looks at the crowd asking if anyone else wants a try. Hands go up in surrender.

  Pres: “Pres to Ops. Level the fuckin’ Club.” Fuck he isn’t playing.

  Geek: “Roger Pres, B Squared is on his way.”

  Prez: “Halo it’s a go.”

  Jared: “Roger Prez, I’m two out.” We wait. “Halo in position Air One.”

  Prez: “Halo fire on my one. Three, two, one.”

  Jared: “Copy Air One, fired and away. Rising one for thirty.”

  Pres: “Pres to Ops. Nothing standing. I want everything they have gone.”

  Geek: “Roger Pres.” He looks at Prez.

  Prez: “Halo, our order is nothing standing, hit everything you see.”

  Jared: “Roger Air Ops. Halo pulling from Eagle Eye’s book.” We hear him tell Zack they’re going video game on the Club. Zack acknowledges and we watch the view lower then spin. Fuck that was crazy the first time on a boat. This time they’re hitting trees, bikes, outbuildings, trucks–everything in sight. He lets them go for a good three minutes.

  Prez: “Halo cease fire and pan slow.”

  Jared: “Roger Prez.” He tells Zack to cease fire I see Zack give the order and the chopper slows its spin. There’s a building still standing away from the Club.

  Prez: “Halo level anything still standing.”

  Jared: “Roger Prez.” He tells Zack. We watch them move and he turns. Zack starts shooting and the building explodes. “Lifting Joker!” The chopper jumps up. “Halo to Air Ops. Last target was ar
tillery storage. It is on fire and leveling itself.”

  Prez laughs as we watch it explode again.

  Prez: “Roger Halo. Return to home base B Squared. Good fuckin’ job Halo.”

  Jared: “Roger Prez. Preparing for flight to home base.” He tells Zack and he talks to his crew. I picked everything up and I’m smiling.

  I look above Geek and follow my dad, Mom and Pres walking in the crowd with HS in front and behind them. “Why do they have only two HS?”

  Geek looks back and signs as he watches them. “Pres ordered the other two to stay. Why they’re still walking is a fuckin’ mystery too.” He is not happy. I take my glasses off and tell him to put them on.

  “Kept close,” I tell him and he laughs.

  “Fuckin’ Mitch.” He hands them back to me. “Happy for you Brother.”

  “Thanks Geek.” I flip the wands down and look at Prez. “Where do you need me?”

  “Check in with Driscoll. I need to get some of these Brothers out of here. Let him know I’m sending half of his back.”

  I go to an empty computer and call Driscoll up. He’s glad to have half back on his schedule before he hits double shifts, but doesn’t need them all. I hit Ops and get Chevy and Josiah. Everything is quiet and calm. I get Dakota and he’s smiling. “Eliza held her own. I was happy to see her show her strength with the MC presence.”

  I smile. He seems so serious, but isn’t afraid to show or tell you he’s happy. I’m just glad he stopped talking in his weird analogies. “She did good, VP named her Kicker.”

  He laughs. “Good name. We should keep it. She Dog and Kicker will make a good team.” Those were my thoughts too. “Sheila is still pissed. She will find her ‘slicer’. Keep HS with Eliza.”

  “I will Brother, thanks. Anything else I need?”

  He laughs. “You find your own answers.”