We’re all at the hospital. It’s a fucking mess. Dragon’s car blew up at the wedding. There was nothing left of him, or Frog…nothing. My brothers are gone. Nicole is a basket case. I helped get her settled, and the Doc gave her something to make her sleep. I posted Freak and Hawk outside her door and ordered them not to let her leave or let anyone in. Then Doc told us about Crusher and Dani, and the rest of us came here. It’s bad…really fucking bad. I don’t think I’ve ever seen any motherfucker in this shape—let alone a woman. How she’s still breathing is beyond me.

I’m trying to keep my head today, because I know I’m going to be needed. Still, I’m having these fucking tremors in my arm and it feels like a hot poker is being jabbed in my eyes. These goddamn headaches won’t let up. They’re coming more often and it’s to the point that they are constant now. My vision is blurry as hell in my left eye. The attack that day at Dancer’s did more damage than I’ve told any of them. Fuck, the pain is crippling at times. I started popping pills like candy to just function. That’s no longer cutting it, which is why I’m here—in a fucking medical supply closet, talking to Nurse Melissa Anne Allen. She’s getting me some stronger pain meds. I could get them through the pipeline at the club, but not without my brothers finding out. I don’t need fucking nursemaids.

So, I found my own route. Nurse Allen here, showed up at a couple of club parties and after giving her my cock a few times, she seemed eager enough to help me, as long as she gets to keep coming to the parties.

“Do you have the stuff? I ask, sounding bone-deep tired, and I am….in more ways than one.

“Sure do baby, I got all you need to make you feel so fucking good you will be flying.”

“Let me see it,” I growl, wanting to get the fuck away.

“No way, I want a ride on that stallion you got between your legs. Been thinking about it all day,” she says, already pulling the blue uniform shirt over her head.

“Jesus, ’Lissa, I just gave you my cock this morning. I’m here for my brother. His old lady is in bad shape. It’s not the time to be fucking you.”

“It’s not the time to be getting shit to make you high, but I don’t see that stopping you. Come on! It can be a quickie, I’m on duty anyway.”

Fuck it. I grab her by the back of the neck and push her over the small desk, with her ass facing me. Any other woman might have second thoughts, but not her. She helps me by sliding her pants down over her ass.

“This is going to be hard and fast,” I tell her, and that’s the only warning she gets. I undo my pants just enough to get my dick out.

“Just how I like it, baby,” she purrs.

I fish around in my pocket for a condom and quickly glove up. Then, I lean over her, looking at the small shelf. I push shit out of the way, ignoring how it falls to the ground. I grab a large white bottle with purple writing that says lubricating jelly.

“What’s this shit for?” I ask squeezing the cold gel out in my hand.

“We use it for probes and things like ultrasounds,” she says gasping because her hand is already working her clit.

I use my free hand to slide the gel all over my latex covered cock. If I were a better fucking man, I’d make sure that ass had lube. I’m not. I haven’t been a good fucking man for a while. No one has noticed and I’m fast approaching the point where I don’t give a fuck.

Once my cock is covered enough, I grab her hips and slap her fucking ass hard. She gasps.

“Well get ready to be probed by my cock then.”

She laughs and turns to the side watching me. She moves her hands over her breasts and squeezes them until the skin goes white.

I push her back around to the position I need. “Pull these fucking ass cheeks apart if you want my dick, you’re going to take it up the ass like the dirty little slut you are,” I demand.

She does as I order and her hips are bucking back against me, eager for the reaming I’m about to give her. When she pulls those cheeks apart, exposing the pretty pink rosette of her ass, I rub the head of my dick over it a few times, watching at how the clear lube, slickens it up so it’s nice and wet, and waiting for me. I position my hand over her mouth. ’Lissa is a screamer and while normally I dig that shit, I’m not about to be discovered in a supply closet, with my pants down, and pills in my pocket.

“Bite down on my hand to keep quiet, and we’ll get this ride done.”

As romance goes, it’s shit, but this isn’t about hearts and flowers. I plunge into her ass hard, her teeth bite into my hand, and I growl at the flash of pain. I fuck her harder in retaliation. I’m pounding her hard. Hell, my balls spank against her pussy with each thrust, and she’s so wet I can feel it, even with the brief contact. Her ass is so fucking tight she’s strangling my cock. I push my hand down on her back, flattening her against the desk and causing her ass to thrust out even more. That slight movement causes those tight anal walls to flutter around my cock, and I know I’m about to fucking blow.

“If you want to come with me like a good little whore, you better start fingering that pussy, ’Lissa.”

She groans against my hand, but wastes no time in doing as instructed. I keep pounding her ass, until I feel the heat run through my balls and feel them tighten, as my cum begins to gather. I slide out of her ass, whip the condom off and finish by jerking my load on her back and watching it run down her ass.

“Now you can smell like a dirty little slut who needs a spanking the rest of the day. I bet those doctors like working next to you smelling my jiz all over you,” I tell her, taking my hand away. I wince. Damn, she made me bleed. I turn to the small sink in the corner, I take one of the tough paper towels and roughly clean off my cock and throw it on the floor. Then I wash off my hands.

’Lissa comes up behind me and runs her hands over my bare ass. I jerk away enough to pull up my pants. “No more, I need to get out and be with my brother.”

“Yeah, if they’re still out there,” she says, cleaning herself in the sink as I turn away.

“Why, what do you mean?”

“She coded before I even met you here. They were working to try and bring her back.”

“You didn’t think to tell me?” I growl, opening the pill bottle and swallowing two down.

“I didn’t figure you cared. You said you hated her the other night at the club, remember? Besides, I know you wanted those pills, that is more important to you.” she shrugs.

I freeze. Fuck. I want to argue, but I can’t. She’s completely right. I would have left to get the pills regardless if I had known or not.

“Later, ’Lissa.”

“Party this weekend at the club, right?” she asks, and I grunt. “Great I’ll see you then!” I guess she takes my grunt as agreement.

I go outside walking in the direction I left my brothers. As I take a few more steps, I hear an announcement over the intercom.

“Code Blue emergency trauma. Code Blue.”

Fuck.