I watch her ass sway as she walks inside, hypnotized by the movement. I’m still laughing. You don’t look like the kind of guy to come in a library. Little girl has no idea. I’m going to come. I’m going to come a lot in that damn library. I’m going to come so often that every minute she’s at work she’ll not be able to concentrate. All she will do is remember all the places where I fucked her unconscious and left her full of my cum.

I don’t even like denying myself now, but I do. Skull sent me on a job today, and I got to get that shit finished. We’ve been having some trouble with a rival club that followed us here out of Georgia. The Chrome Saints were ruled over by Visor, an old son of a bitch that was evil through and through. The world would be a better place if he no longer drew breath. He hated Skull. I’m not sure what the beef was between the two, but I know that it had something to do with Skull’s old lady, Beth. All any of us really knows is that Visor and Skull have a personal war that spewed over into the clubs. There was a war, but after we had lost Beth, a tentative truce was put in place. The last year has been quiet and a welcome relief after all of the uproar in the past.

Losing Beth has been hard on Skull, and we enjoy the quiet we have found here. At least we had until yesterday, when reports filtered in that another MC Club was spotted close to our territory. At first we didn’t think much about it. We figured it was Dragon and the boys, but after getting a detailed description on their jackets, it was best we check it out. One of the reasons Skull makes such a good fucking President is that we never get caught with our pants down. I’m not about to let that change now, just because I have a hard-on for a piece of tail. The club comes first.

Always.

* * *

“What the hell do you mean there was no sign, hermano?”

“Exactly what I said, Boss. There was no sign of any club in the area. Locals denied it, our police contacts denied it, and hell, we even searched hotels in the area looking for bikes. It was a wild goose chase.”

“Something is going on, or we would not have heard the rumors,” Skull responds, and while I agree with him, I am at a loss on what our next move is. Pistol, the club VP, is not quite as impassive.

“I think it’s time we take over the Savage Clubhouse. I haven’t trusted that fucker, Dragon, from day one. I know you have this deal with him, but that asshole is shady.”

It’s an old fight. Skull has gotten pretty close with the Savage Crew. Pistol and Briar were against entering into an alliance with them; however, majority still ruled and most of the club only saw us being stronger with the Savage Brothers on our side. I voted to go ahead with the alliance myself. I hadn’t seen anything I disliked from the other club.

“Ciérralo!” Skull orders and the room goes quiet. It is an old fight between the Pres and his second, and it’s easy to tell that the Pres is getting tired of the shit storm that Pistol keeps making out of it. “It is done. Majority vote made the decision and that is final. El fin. Si?”

Pistol stares hard at Skull but, eventually, backs down. You can feel the tension in the room, though. It’s thick. The saying ‘you could cut it with a knife’ comes to mind. Those two are going to go head to head soon and if Pistol gains control of the club, I won’t stay. I’ll go back to the main chapter in Georgia. He’s a hot head, and I’m not about to lay my ass on the line, daily, for him. My loyalty is to Skull. He’s saved our asses time and time again. If Pistol gets the club, there’s no way it will remain the same.

“Where are Beast and Torch?” I ask because it’s way too fucking quiet in the main clubhouse.

“They are at that woman’s house you sent Keys and Shaft to,” Briar answers before anyone else, and I’m instantly annoyed.

“What the fuck are Torch and Beast doing there? I sent the prospects to fix the water pump and deliver her truck. Where are they?”

“Still there. When Torch called to check and see what the hold-up was, Keys told him the hot little mama was fixing them dinner as a thank you. So he and Beast decided to go check her out.”

“Fuck me!” I growl getting up.

“What is wrong, hermano?” Skull asks, but I hear the laughter in his voice. The motherfucker already knows why I’m upset.

“I’m going to go drag the dogs away from my woman.”

“You best hurry, you know how the coño flock to the Beast man. They all want a piece of his gran polla.”

I walk off on that, giving them my back as the laughter erupts around me. I flip them off going out the door. It only makes them laugh harder.

If Annie is giving those fuckers anything, I’ll turn her ass bright red.