by Emery LeeAnn
Shanna came in with food for everyone. True ate very little, but she was satisfied he got some in him.
“True,” Shanna began, “Are we staying here tonight, or do you want to go back to the Clubhouse?
He stared at the carpet in the room for a really long time. He felt shame, like he had abandoned the Dragons. Would they want him back? Would they think their VP was a pussy? A million questions raced through his mind, he didn’t want to find out the answer.
No one said anything. Chase and Shanna were giving True space, time to think about what he wanted to do. It was his decision and his alone.
“I honestly don’t know,” True said, almost like a whisper.
She nodded. She understood. Most of the time she didn’t know where she belonged either. The only place for sure was her shop, her castle, the one where she felt safe. “Devon asked me to ask you if you would be willing to call him.”
This scared True even more. He was starting to panic. True felt like he had disappointed his best friend, his brother. He had kept most of his past from Devon, believing that if he told him what had happened, he wouldn’t be his friend anymore. Even though he knew eventually he would need to talk to him, he felt like he let him down by running.
After a long while, True answered, “Ok.” He took his phone with shaky hands and dialed the number.
“Hey man. I’m glad you called. You ok?” Devon asked.
“I know I fucked up by leaving.”
“What?” Devon sounded completely confused. “How did you fuck up?”
“I should’ve stayed and manned up. It’s the past.” True said trying to sound nonchalant and failing miserably.
Devon was dumbfounded. “Dude no one walked away unscathed by what they saw on that video. You lived it. What the fuck else would you do but have to get away from it? I’m doing some digging into who leaked it. We will find out, and we will have retribution. Now, Brynn would like to make sure you are ok. Do you mind talking to her?”
True smiled. Brynn had been through hell, much like him. But her and Devon managed to find each other again. It was a biker’s fucked up fairy tale but it worked for them.
“Put her on, and, thanks man.”
Brynn's soft voice came on the phone. “Hi, honey. How are you holding up?”
“Better now that Chase and Shanna are here.”
“Good. We all miss you. I wanted to see if you would be interested in going to a victims of sexual abuse meeting with me. Before you say no, think about it. It has helped me so much. The nightmares have all went away. Devon can testify to that. I will be right there with you. And Tyler’s wife goes too. There are other men there. I just wanted to pitch it to you. If you decide not to, I love your gorgeous face just as much, but the offer is there.”
“Yes.”
“Yes?” She said surprised she didn’t need to pitch it anymore.
“I can’t go back to the way I was. I need the support.” He shrugged.
“I’m so proud of you. That is a big first step realizing that. We love you honey.”
“See you tonight?” Devon’s voice asked.
“Yeah.” He hung up his phone. Looking at the two of them staring back at him with nothing but concern in their eyes, he finally said, “So if you didn’t notice, I’m broken.”
Chase walked over to him. “Baby, we all have cracks. You are the strongest man I know.” Kissing him full on the mouth, he felt Shanna come up behind him. She whispered in his ear, “You feel whole to me.”
What he did to deserve these two at this moment, he didn’t know, but he was eternally grateful to whatever higher power allowed it to happen. His cock was not laying down either. Poking Chase, Chase’s was giving his a nudge right back. Kissing Chase was an aphrodisiac for him he could never get enough of. Those full lips were enough to make the strongest man weak.
As their tongues battled for supremacy in each other’s mouths, he heard Shanna say, “Fuck, you two are sexy.” He felt her pulling his pants down. The cool air hit his dick straight on but that only made it harder. When he felt her tongue glide up the shaft, he bit Chase’s lip, moaning into his mouth. Looking down he saw the most erotic sight he had ever seen, Shanna was in between the men, had both of their cocks out, and was licking them both simultaneously while stroking them with her hands. She was a goddess on her knees. Chase looked like he was in heaven, thrusting his hips forward in time with her hand stroking him.
When her fingernail scraped across the tips of their swollen members, they both showered her in come. She caught as much as she could with her mouth. Both men were breathing heavily, looking at her like they wanted to feast on her. She smiled, stripped off her clothes, and crawled onto the bed.
Chase looked uncertain. True took his hand leading him to the bed. Chase’s cock was already ahead of him, hard again, waiting for more action. Shanna lifted up on her elbows smiling seductively at them.
Chase looked at her as if to ask permission, she smiled and nodded. He crawled in between her legs kissing her all the way up. She was ready for both men. She never was one for a lot of foreplay, she liked it hard and dirty, but she knew Chase needed to get his bearings. It had been awhile since he had been with a woman.
Chase was feasting on her pussy when she felt the familiar zing of her first orgasm hitting her. Unprepared because it hit her so fast, she almost knocked him off of the bed. His eyes were huge like he did something wrong. “That was amazing.” She said honestly.
He smiled, climbing up beside her, remembering that True had been watching. True was mesmerized by the sight. They both had perfect bodies. Chase was slim, athletic, with a pouty mouth. Shanna was all woman. Curves that went on for miles, a chest that most women paid for but she was blessed with naturally, and an ass that brought everyone knocking on her door. She turned everyone away, everyone that is, except True. And now Chase.
Climbing in beside her, he turned her towards him. He had seen Chase eyeing her ass, as he devoured her mouth, pulling her on top of him. His pain meds had kicked in so hopefully the pressure would be ok. He needed this as much as they did.
Chase had been fingering her ass while True had been shoving his tongue down her throat. Adding another finger, he stretched her out so he wouldn’t hurt her. He had every intention of taking her ass while True let her ride him. She was pushing back to meet him as he was pumping his fingers in and out.
She slid her pussy onto True’s cock. While he groaned in pleasure she moved slow so Chase could move in. Chase positioned his cock at her rear entrance.
Before he could enter her, he heard her grunt out, “Do it hard and fast.” Looking at her, he saw that True was biting her nipples as he was fucking her. You didn’t need to tell him twice, he slammed it home, making her scream out as he pumped in and out of her ass, thrusting in time with True who was thrusting just as vigorously in her pussy. “Oh God, oh fuck.” She kept chanting.
“That’s it princess. Come for me.” True encouraged her as he felt her muscles tighten around his cock. She screamed out as she came, squeezing her muscles in the front and back, making both men empty their loads inside of her. Chase collapsed on the side of the bed, sliding out of her. Shanna climbed carefully off of True so as not to hurt his back. She ended up face to face with Chase. He pulled her into one of the most passionate kisses she had ever had. “It’s about fucking time.” She muttered. “I have been drooling over those lips since I saw you at the clubhouse with True.” Chase shook his head and laughed.
All three of them felt more relaxed then they had in a long time. True wasn’t sure if he could handle another dream, but he definitely could handle another session like he just had.
They decided to clean up, True still wasn’t ready to shower, and head out. Shanna thought Chase should sit in back with True so if he needed anything, Chase could attend to him quickly. Devon called on the way back to make sure they were ok. True put him on speaker.
“We have tracked the person who is leaking all of the
videos. It is of multiple children, but the one they dropped off at the clubhouse only targets True.” Devon was saying, then he heard True take a sharp intake of breath.
“True are you alright talking about this? I can wait until you aren’t around if you want me to.”
“No. It’s ok. I just don’t understand why someone would target me. Who is it?”
“Baron Horvatch.” Devon said with distaste in his mouth.
“Who the fuck is that?”
“I wondered the same thing,” Devon answered, “until I dug around a little.”
True wanted to kill something, or better yet, somebody. Devon needed to tell him quick.
Devon continued, “He is the brother of the pedophile we took care of a few months ago. There were hidden cameras in the pedo's house that live streamed to this brother’s house. He saw everything.“
“Well fuck.” True said.
“My sentiment exactly.” Devon said drily.
“How did this happen? How did we miss him?” True asked.
Devon sighed into the phone. “What you mean is how did I miss him?” Devon researched all of the clients and the hits thoroughly, including family members and known associates that may or may not be a problem.
“I didn’t mean that.” True replied honestly.
“Somewhere along the way, he was able to ghost himself. I don’t know who this man is, but I will.” Devon sounded exhausted but determined.
“It’s all good man. Just do me one favor.”
“Anything.”
“Get rid of that video before I get there. I can’t handle seeing that again.”
Chase piped in his agreement with that.
“It’s already gone. Hauser may break anyone’s legs if anyone mentions it again.” Devon replied.
True smiled. Hauser was a good guy. He heard Shanna say, “I get dibs on helping with the leg breaking when I get back.”
Devon laughed into the phone. “I will let Hauser know. See you all when you get back.”
Chapter 16
The club was bustling with activity when they got back. Something was happening. Devon met them at the door.
“I called church to session in thirty. We have a serious problem.”
The three looked at him. What now? Devon pulled them in the office. “Let me make myself clear, this goes no further, I’m only telling you now because I know True will tell you later. I filled Brynn in already. I am putting us in lockdown. Someone is targeting our clubs trying to make us go to war.”
“What has happened now?” Shanna asked.
“One of the Ace's enforcers was found dead on their property with a cross spray painted on his chest.” Devon explained.
“That is the Templar Saints mark.” True said to no one in particular.
Devon nodded yes. “Brick swears his people had nothing to do with it. That his club is being set up. With Los Brias gone, who is trying to pit us against each other?”
Devon told them he had to get ready for the meeting. He told True he needed him to be there. True nodded his agreement.
Chase grabbed Devon’s arm before he walked out. “About earlier,” he began, “I need to apologize.” Devon shook his head no.
“It’s all good.”
“Thank you.” Chase knew he had gone too far earlier but he would do anything for his man. “Oh, and Devon,” Devon stopped and turned around, “you can spank me anytime you want to.” He sashayed around Devon, shaking his ass as he walked out the door. Devon looked at True and they both laughed.
Twenty minutes later True walked into the room they held church in. He took his seat at the table by Devon. The room started to fill up with the other patched in members. Hauser walked straight over to him and bear hugged him. No words were needed. True knew his real family would always be here.
When the gavel hit the table, all eyes were on Devon. This was an emergency meeting to explain the situation and put the club on lockdown. He made another announcement first.
“Dom has decided to stay on and become a patched in member of The Dragons. I vouch for him. He needs two more of you to vouch.”
Hauser right away said, “I vouch.”
Clarke and True at the same time said, “I vouch for him.”
The gavel hit the table once. “We have a new member. Get his cut and call him in.”
Dom walked in, wary eyed, he knew this could go either way. Ego from members sometimes could stop your admittance, and he was never one to kiss anyone’s ass. His work spoke for itself.
Devon had a blank expression on his face. He looked at Dominic, then he looked behind him. Dom wasn’t sure if he should turn around, but slowly he turned his head in time to see a cut being thrown at him. He smiled a rare smile grabbing it and putting it on.
“Welcome to the Dragons.” Everyone cheered.
Filling them in on every detail, he told them to get their families to the clubhouse within the next hour. Jezzy was getting food and supplies together. The other clubs were following suit.
He pounded the gavel twice to signify the meeting was over. Lockdown was hard on everyone. No family member could leave the clubhouse once the gates were locked until it was lifted. That way whoever was targeting them, they couldn’t use their families to get back at them.
True walked upstairs. He smiled at the sight of Chase jumping right in with Jezzy giving direction to the girls to help get everything ready for the onslaught of people who would be there. Shanna came up to him looking worried.
“My dad wants me to go see him. Something’s happened. He is sick.” She kissed him on the cheek and walked out.
True walked over to tell Devon who was finishing up a call. He looked at his VP, “Someone put poison in a bottle of whiskey that was delivered to Cutter. He drank a fourth of it before he collapsed. They were able to pump his stomach, but he is weak. His club may need some backup.”
“Holy shit. I was coming over to tell you Shanna was going over there to take care of him because he was sick. I had no idea he was poisoned. What the fuck is going on?”
“I wish to fuck I knew.” Devon replied, with a weary look on his face.
Chapter 17
Devon was on a conference call with Xain and Brick. None of the presidents wanted to leave their clubs in case of an attack. Cutter was still down from the effects of the poison, so he didn’t attend.
“Who would be bold or stupid enough to try and take us all down?” Brick asked.
“A rogue member?” Xain asked.
“Ok but can any of you think of any of your members who might be pissed enough to do this, or even have the reach to do it without us knowing?” Devon wanted to know.
The others were equally as perplexed as him. Of course, you never wanted to suspect one of your own, but at this point they were desperate to figure this out.
They finished the call with a plan to reconnect the next day after they each did some digging.
Devon had a lead on Baron Horvatch. He planned to pay him a visit today with True, Pup and Preacher. He asked Clark on his way out to keep things under control why he was gone. Clark was under the impression that Devon was pulling a job, and as far as Devon was concerned, this was a job. A job that shouldn’t have needed to be done except he fucked up and missed this guy.
All four men had a grim expression on their face. This man had caused their VP undo heartache and it pissed them off to no end. He was going to suffer harshly.
Two hours later, they pulled up to the shack he was holding up in. The clapboard structure looked like it could fall at any second. Pup went first, he was the biggest of the men. Jezzy had insisted either he go, or she was going to. Pup knew that Jezzy felt like True was her son as well as Devon. She had helped raise him also.
Devon, True and then Preacher came next. Walking right in his front door, not giving him any warning, they found him on his sofa with an enraged look on his face when he realized who it was that was storming into his house.
“What the fuc
k do you want?” He bellowed.
Pup came up behind him lifting him up by his hair. Devon walked up in front of him, patted him on the cheek, then said, “This is what I want.” Then he proceeded to punch the man in his face. The man howled in pain as he thrashed about trying to get out of Pup's grasp.
“Pup? What do you want?” Devon asked.
Pup held the man up higher by his hair and neck, then he kneed him in between his legs hard. The man started sobbing.
“Now before we get to what Preacher wants, do you want to tell me why you have a hard on for True?”
“W – who is that?” He cried.
“The man whose life your brother helped ruin by keeping the videos of his abuse, and then you perpetuated it by sharing them with everyone.” Devon said very patiently.
“I was only defending my brother.” He wailed.
“The pedophile?” Devon asked.
“He was acquitted of those charges. Those people ruined his life and then you killed him. I was only getting payback. Fair is fair.” He tried to reason.
Devon had an incredulous look on his face. “Your brother was not innocent. He had videos of himself with small children. He was the scum of the Earth. You have hurt one of mine with your brand of protecting that filth. Preacher, please show Mr. Horvatch what it is that you want.”
Preacher took out a serrated knife and smiled at the man. “For your sins against my family,”he pointed to True, “I sentence you to pain.” He stabbed the man in his eye hearing the pop sound. As the man started to scream, Preacher grabbed his tongue with one hand and sliced it off with the knife with the other. Blood spurted everywhere as the man’s one good eye bulged out of his face, his mouth sputtering more blood, while he was gargling for air.
“And True, what is it you want? Mr. Horvat-bitch wants to know.” Devon drawled it out.