Chapter 4

 

Angel left my room, leaving me with the worst case of blue balls that I’ve ever had.  My dick was rock fucking hard inside of her. I suppose my attitude did little to help the situation. That was the first time that I ever had to get myself off. Isn’t that some shit?

“What’s got you all pissy?” Ghost ask passing me a joint. I bring it to my lips and inhale.

“That bitch Angel, left me hangin’ balls out.” Ghost laughs before taking his joint back.

“Ain’t that some shit! I don’t know why Mitch brought her ass, anyway.” I grunt my agreement before I walk past him toward the fire.

“Lookin’ good, Dragon Man.” I slap my hand on his shoulder. He turns around to face me with a grin.

“When is it not? Hey, I need to talk to you. Got a minute?” He asks. I note the look in his eyes. I nod once so that he knows I agree.  We grab a few beers before walking off to the side. When we’re far enough away from everyone, Dragon turns to face me.

“I was talkin’ to Shane earlier. He doesn’t think this was just a meet and great event.” Now that has my attention. What does he think this is then?

“What is it? I see the look on your face.” Dragon brings his beer to his lips. The look of a killer painted across his face.

“They think Flame Throwers are lookin’ for intel. You know that Cambridge has been lookin’ to expand.” Nodding my head, I don’t think I like the way this is heading.  Cambridge is an upscale asshole that runs cocaine to local MC’s. From there, they part it out and sell it on the streets. Dragon runs his hand through his hair before looking over at me.

“What’s that got to do with us, Prez?”

“Heard they want to challenge us. They want in on our territory. Turf wars are gonna get rough.” Dragon says. Cussing under my breath, this is not what we need right now.  The club has been running smoothly and this will put us at a setback. A setback we don’t need.

“Flame’s aren’t that big. Who are they gettin’ to fight with them?” Dragon shrugs.

“No clue, man. I have ears out there.”  I blow out a breath and shove myself up from the chair.

“I need more than just ears, Dragon Man. I need to know.” Dragon knows that I’m the loose cannon. He knows that I don’t like to just walk around waiting for information to fall into our laps either.

“Don’t go out lookin’ for a fight, Roc. That’s the last thing we need out here. We don’t know who our allies are at the moment.”

“You think I don’t know that? I can’t sit here and wait that shit out though, man.” I say, cracking my neck from side to side, Dragon comes to stand next to me.

His hands come down on my shoulders, trying to get me to focus.

“Look, I know how you feel, brother, but this isn’t the time, or the place. We aren’t a hundred percent here. We have guys laggin’ back home. We can’t go to war with a shit ton of clubs right now. Get drunk, get fucked. No war.” I know he’s right.

Nodding my head once, I watch him walk away before someone catches my eye. 

***

She’s wearing a different bikini top but those little shorts are the same ones I saw her in earlier. I watch the small group of girls walking around looking intimidated by everyone out here. Hell, even the girls are cat calling and acting up tonight at the sight of them. The brunette girl walks up to Ghost with some set of balls. It’s a little amusing watching this shit. I know I’m a bad guy for not just getting up and walking over there, but damn this is good. Ghost’s head whips around to look at me with a big shit eating grin plastered across his face. He motions the girls to walk over, which they do. I bend over grabbing some beers out of the cooler before looking back up. There she is. Right in front of me looking sexy as ever.

“I see you ladies decided try it out with the bad boys, huh?” I hold a beer out to each of them. They take it.

“We figured that we would come out and see if you boys can handle us.” She’s bold, I’ll give her that.

“You never told me your name.” I grin at the girl with the mouth while she licks her lips.

“I’m, Dana. That’s Crystal, and...” I don’t let her finish. I finish for her.

“Aria.” Her eyes snap to mine. She looks a little surprised that I remember. I wave Ghost and Devil over. I think we need to break this little party up a little. Devil looks at the girls with a giant ass grin.

“What’s up, Roc?” He says before looking at each one of them.

“Damn–fuck me ladies.” They all blush a pretty shade of pink when they look at Devil. You have to picture him though. Devil is a good-looking guy, but he is covered in tattoos and piercings. He must look exactly like what he’s called to these girls.

“These are my boys, Devil, and Ghost.” I see the way Devil is eyeing Aria. Too bad, I already laid claim to that one. Moving past the girls as they introduce themselves, I throw my arm around Aria’s shoulders. I lean in closely, nipping her earlobe.

“Glad you came back.” I whisper in her ear. The way her body responds to me makes me want to haul her ass back to my room. Ghost grins at me; that all knowing look on his face.

“What brings you girls out here? You don’t seem like the typical type that would be here.” Devil crosses his arms over his chest. He isn’t a big man but he is intimidating. The girls swallow hard, looking around at each other.

“Vacation.” Dana speaks up, but she looks a little more nervous now.

“Walk with me.” It wasn’t a question; it was a demand.

“Let me tell them bye.” Shaking my head, she looks at me confused.

“We’re leavin’. Take care of them.” I nod at the guys before I drag Aria off toward the water.