Chapter 13
Ares
2 Piece is lying on the bed when Avery and I step into their room. I had gone out back with her to walk Lily. She definitely doesn’t need to be by herself, especially after those two fucks escaped. They must have been dragged out because the one guy was damn near dead. At this point, I don’t want any of the women being left alone outside of the club.
Lily runs over to 2 Piece when she notices him, so excited, her little stub of a tail wags rapidly. He chuckles and she finally calms down after a moment, seeking her dog bed full of fluffy, squeaky toys.
“Ain’t nobody gonna believe you’re a badass with a room full of squeaky toys, brother.” I razz him and he flips me off in return.
Avery sits beside him, grasping his hand, happy to see him. “Silas, are you okay? I was freaking out with the wreck and everything.”
“I’m straight, Shorty. You good after all the shit that went down here?”
“Thankfully, Ares was here, so I was okay. I missed you, though.”
“Aww, I missed you, too, beautiful.”
Clearing my throat, I sit on the bed, opposite side of 2 Piece. “We ah, we need to talk over some shit, yeah?”
He peers at me seriously for a second, and then nods briefly, knowing we all need to discuss our situation more.
“I don’t like us staying apart,” I begin. “I like it that we have our own space if needed, but I don’t want to sleep without you two anymore. I wouldn’t ever stay the night before ‘cause I was tryin’ to keep myself distant and shit, but obviously that ain’t gonna happen anymore, you feel me?”
“Yeah and I feel the same,” 2 responds gruffly.
“I agree. I want you both close,” Avery answers and bites her bottom lip.
“What you thinkin’?” 2 Piece turns back to me.
“We could get a house together? Maybe four bedrooms, so we each got our own space then one room for all of us?”
Avery smiles brightly, “So, you’ve thought about this a lot?”
“I did today when all the shit went down and we were waiting for Twist and 2Piece to get back. I’m tired of hiding. I want the club to know we’re together. I don’t know how they will handle it an’ all, but I’m done pussy footin’ around.”
“I’m cool with getting’ a place. Shorty?”
“Yes, I am, too. I think it’s a great idea! And, well, I’m pretty sure the club knows how you feel about me after earlier.”
“What happened earlier?” 2 Piece peers curiously at me.
“I may have kissed her and made her loudly declare that she’s mine. Boy, the fuckin’ dirty looks the brothers were sendin’ me were crazy.”
He chuckles, “Good, I’m glad. Probably gave them all a lot to talk about today with that one. I think we should have everyone together and let them know at once, that we aren’t a couple, but a three.”
I nod, my stomach racing with the excitement of everyone finally knowing that the three of us are together—really together. No more club pussy for me, and now my angel will have two Ol’ Men. She’ll receive even more respect that she deserves from the brothers.
“When are we going to move?” Avery questions, enthusiastically. I’m a little surprised, since she’s grown to love the club and being around the brothers. I think she enjoys them all because they know what it feels like to want to be free and not judged about every little thing.
“How ‘bout we look for a spot after this shit is taken care of?”
“Sounds good, brother.”
“Okay,” Avery smiles, and I can’t help but relish in the memories from earlier—the ones where my tongue was deep inside her center.
Gripping onto 2 Piece’s bicep, I pull him to me. His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. After being away from each other all day, our lips finally meet, and I feel complete as my tongue caresses over his.
He makes me feel whole, and Avery makes me feel like I’m finally at home.
An electric guitar rings through the air, coming from the thin wall behind the bed. My guess is that Twist decided not to party. Some nights when he’s too busy thinkin’ ‘bout shit, he’ll lock himself in his room and ring through some crazy guitar pieces. The brother could seriously be someone famous if he wanted, but he won’t ever play for anyone..
We’ve all walked by his room, hearing the insane sounds he can produce and have each asked him to play. The answers always the same, “nope.” No one knows what the fuck happened to him, but whatever it was, it sure did break the man.
2 Piece pulls away, licking his lips as his eyes blaze with an inferno. “Sounds like Twist is playing his songs. Poor guy, somethin’ must have stirred some shit up with him today.”
“Ain’t my business,” I shrug, wanting to concentrate on him and not Twist’s shit.
Avery runs her fingers over my bicep, pulling my attention to her. “Don’t you ever wonder what happened to him?”
“Nah, angel, not really my thing to pry into shit. If any brother wants to talk and shoot the shit, then I’m game, but ain’t gonna speculate.”
“He has night terrors some nights,” she says softly. “He screams these gut wrenching sounds. Sometimes it’s names, but I can’t completely make them out. He never answers if I try to knock on his door, either.”
2 Piece grumbles, “Shorty, I told you that ain’t our damn business. That’s just another reason he don’t need to get too close to my sister; she don’t need to deal with more shit.”
Shrugging, finally giving up the Twist subject, Avery pulls her light blue sundress off, exposing herself completely to us. She literally steals my breath away with all of her lightly tanned skin on display, and all I can do is groan in sweet surrender.
“That whole time I was walkin’ the dog with ya’ you didn’t have nothin’ on under that fuckin’ little dress? For fuck’s sake, angel, I would have fucked you against the goddamn wall already.”
“Well, y’all keep telling me to stop wearing the stuff underneath, so I thought I’d try it out.” She grins mischievously. 2 Piece and I are already starting to shuck our clothes, throwing them in all different directions.
“You boys seem a little eager; I’m guessing I made the right decision then?”
2 Piece growls and I chuckle, “Angel, we ain’t no boys. I keep tellin’ ya we’re men sweetheart. Let us show you how good we can make you feel.”
She knee walks towards me on the bed. She’s so damn sexy, and she has no idea just what she can do to a man. She comes close enough until her face is level with my waist. She cups my balls in her hand, grazing her nails over them lightly, making them tighten up in delight.
“Come here, 2,” I grumble and gesture him towards Avery and me.
He circles around the foot of the bed until he stands beside me in all of his gorgeous, tattooed naked glory.
“Fuck, the two of you are so goddamn sexy,” I say just as he bites harshly into my shoulder. He fucking loves biting, and it turns me on like crazy.
I yank on his brown hair, forcefully bringing his face right in front of mine. His excited pants whisper over my lips, and I can smell whiskey on his breath. “Stand on the bed; it’s my turn to taste you.”
He steps up, holding my shoulder for support, and stands on the bed. His cock is much easier for me to reach, closer to my level now. He balances, raising his hands to rest his palms flat against the ceiling for support. His body on full display at that angle is a goddamn work of art. His tattoos stand out in bright contrast to Avery’s flawless skin, and his lean muscles accent each curve in his stance.
Avery rests on her knees, pretty auburn head bobbing up and down as she goes to town sucking my dick. I move one hand in Avery’s hair, reminding her that I’m paying attention to her as well. My other hand I reach around, gripping onto 2 Piece’s firm ass cheek and bend to take his cock into my mouth.
I hollow out my cheeks as much as I can, relaxing my jaw and throat. His dick slides easily in and out of my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat.
“Oh fuck, Ares,” he croons, watching me. Avery groans hearing him moan in pleasure.
I damn near grit my teeth as her mouth vibrates around my shaft, pulling back and licking all over the sensitive head. My teeth graze over 2 Piece’s cock as I nearly forget to keep my mouth open through my own pleasure.
After a few minutes, I pull back, letting his cock slip out of my mouth. 2 Piece’s muscles are strained, nice and tight from holding onto the roof and riding through the pleasure. His abdominal muscles clench and release with each deep breath he expels, and it makes me want to nip each ridge.
“Avery,” I clear my throat as my cock hits the back of her mouth and it takes my breath away shortly at the insanely good sensations. “Get on all fours,” I demand and she quickly complies. She releases my dick and my ass muscles instantly relax. I had them flexed so tight from the pleasure, it’s amazing I didn’t get a fuckin’ cramp.
“Time to suck 2 Piece’s cock, beautiful.” She moves as I order her, getting into place in front of him, providing me with the perfect position to take her from behind. I line myself up, ready to take her sweet spot. Gripping her small hips, I plunge my long cock into her tight center.
Bitch feels like she was designed perfectly to fit my big veiny dick. When you find a pussy like that, it creates a frenzy inside of a man. The insatiable need, to have yourself inside of her all the time, filling her up with your seed and claiming her for yourself. That shit will drive a brother fuckin’ crazy, thinking about it all the time. I see why 2 Piece gave in and kept her, she’s fuckin’ unforgettable. Not only when I’m inside of her, but when she’s busy giving me some sass and flirting with me, too. Avery’s exactly the kind of woman I want to see myself with in the future. Between her and 2 Piece, I find the perfect balance of what my body needs.
“Ohh!” She moans around 2 Piece’s dick as I bottom out in her little hole, 2 Piece’s eyes bulge slightly. I know that shit feels beyond amazing when she attempts to speak with your cock still in her mouth, or when she swallows and her throat grazes the tip of your dick. Fuck, that thought alone makes me get wet with pre-cum.
“Fuckin’ blissful, man,” I gasp in between thrusts.
He nods shortly, agreeing with my statement, attempting to keep his mouth closed as his cheeks redden with the incredible feelings. Avery’s skilled little tongue will bring a man to completion, in just a few minutes. You have to really work on enjoying the pleasure, but also chant in your head to not cum too damn early. I think the little minx does that shit on purpose. Braggin’ rights or some crazy shit chicks do.
2 Piece clears his throat, pulling Avery’s head up. “Okay shorty, lean back into Ares, it’s my turn.”
She rests against me so her back is flush to my chest. Wrapping my arm around her waist and then my other over her tits, I hold her to me still steadily rocking into her. She lays her head back onto my shoulder, watching 2 Piece in front of her.
She’s in the perfect spot, exposing the lightly tanned soft skin of her neck. Her body is riddled with little nibble marks from 2 Piece always biting her, but I think it’s sexy as fuck to know she’s marked. She belongs to us, and I want everyone to know it. Licking up her sweet skin on her throat, I clamp down, nibbling lightly with my teeth, but sucking strongly, creating a rich, dark red mark, marring her where everyone can easily see it. I hope she doesn’t get upset over it, but I’m sure she’ll realize I did it on purpose.
2 Piece sits in front of her, bending to put his face in her perfect juncture. I watch his tongue as it licks up and down, quickly licking her bud like a kitten after some cream. It’s so fucking hot watching the man you love licking the woman you love’s pussy. There’s nothing like it, especially when you’re being included in it all.
“Ohhhhh!” She cries out and I twist her chin to me, taking her mouth in a strong kiss, muffling her cries of pleasure, just how 2 Piece likes it.
I continue to pump into her, the ridge of my cock head, drawing her back toward me as I pull it out, just to sink it back into her. Occasionally, she attempts to cry out, but I swallow each plead of pleasure, taking all that I can get, owning her as 2 Piece eats her pussy.
She can’t take much more of the constant attention to her body, and I feel her little hole start to squeeze me tightly, telling me that she’s ready. Her body speaks to mine, ordering me on what to give to her, on what all I can take. Only I vow to take everything. I want it all, her body, her heart and her fucking soul. Mine, all mine.
Releasing her lips, I clamp my eyes closed tightly, bending my head as I pant savagely, making myself attempt to hold back. These emotions bubbling up belong to the fuckin’ monster buried down deep, and I know if I don’t stay in control right now, I will seriously hurt her. Crushing Avery’s delicate little body as I claim her like some fucking rabid beast is not something I want her to experience.
“I love you, Ares,” she croons lovingly against my ear. Her silky voice washes over me, and it’s like a warm bath, surrounding me in what I need. She instantly calms me, her voice centering me, bringing me back to just focusing on her.
“Love you, too, Angel,” I grumble as I give in to my cock’s blistering need to spill itself inside of her. It’s almost as if I have this need inside to spread my seed into her a much as possible. I’ve never thought of children before—being way too fucked up inside—but suddenly I can’t help the flashes of images fluttering through my mind, imaging her belly swollen with my babe growing inside of her.
My come spurts with that last thought, coating her insides in everything that I have. I’ll give her anything I possibly can. Everything…just so she’s a part of me.
“Fuck,” I murmur, pulling back after a moment, as I can’t get those thoughts away from my mind. I don’t know what’s fuckin’ came over me and it’s trippy. I didn’t even want an ol’ lady, and now I’m imagining knocking one up.
I step back from them, letting them have their own time. I’m finished, but they’re still lost in the haze of their own orgasms.
I sit, propped against the headboard and watch as 2 Piece lays her back, sliding into her easily as she’s still full of my come. He sucks on her small tits, making sweet love to them with his mouth. They are utterly beautiful together.
I can’t believe my come doesn’t bother him being in her like that, but his face is turned to bliss as he experiences the amazing feelings I was just going through while deep in her cunt. It wouldn’t bother me either, honestly. Having his warm cum on me, the man I love, while deep inside the woman I love, sounds like perfection.
I’m so fuckin’ lucky they feel the same way about me. This wasn’t a relationship I ever believed possible, but fuck if I wouldn’t give them every single piece of me if I needed to. I just fuckin’ love them. I have to squash this bullshit with the Iron Fists. I can’t handle the fact that these two could be in serious danger. I will kill the entire goddamn club of the fuckin’ Iron Fists if needed. I’m done with them fucking with the people who matter the most to me. Time for a plan.
CHURCH
Two weeks later...
Slamming the gavel down and looking to the faces of my brothers surrounding the table, I go over the plan we mapped out one last time. The room is damn near full with everyone, either back in town or still here from the club lockdown we implemented two weeks ago.
The club stayed locked down tight for three days, not letting anyone come or go. Everyone got bored and pissy, but it was worth it for their safety. We needed everyone here in the compound in case shit went down.
Prez and Nightmare stayed out at Mona’s house to make sure she was safe, and I damn sure wasn’t ‘bout to let the Prez be without some sort of fuckin’ protection. He wasn’t keen on it, but eventually relented when the members backed me up on the decision. Mona is way too sick to be movin’ around, so it was the next best thing we could do to keep them safe.
When nothing else happened to the club or any of its members and everything was quiet, we let up, but most of the brothers still stayed with their families a lot, to make sure they were safe. The loners took off to do whatever it is they do, needing a dose of freedom and have since returned now that we know a little more about the Iron Fists and what we have to do.
We’ve discovered that they originate out of Cali. They have a smaller Texas chapter to the west, between Odessa and El Paso, which we already knew about. The Texas chapter has about twenty members, a bunch of really nasty fuckers. The brothers were even more on edge hearing that the MC is a cesspool of rapists and women beaters.
I’m sure they have loved having free rein being located out in bum fuck Egypt. There is nothin’ out there, but dirt and boring ass highway. I’m fairly surprised we haven’t run into them on any of our runs down I-10. That being said, they’re a long way from home, being here in our area.
I so badly want to torch their fuckin’ club, but no matter how much we dig around, we can’t seem to find a location for anything. It’s like they just come up out of the fuckin’ ground and then disappear again. We’re going to have to pay them a little visit at the motel they’re staying in before they do something else or fuck off to God knows where.
The motel wasn’t hard to find. A few phone calls around Austin to other surrounding clubs confirmed that they had seen an Iron Fist on occasion. The other clubs were happy to give up the areas they had spotted them in, being that the Oath Keepers are old friends with many clubs and they’re not fans of the Iron Fists either. Once we had a few spots to search, we found their bikes in no time. We even confirmed it with a scared, brown haired hotel clerk of the Sunshine Inn a few days ago, who looked like he was gonna piss his pants when five of us piled into the hotel lobby. Since then he’s called every day to check in and keep us updated on whether any more or less of those fuckers are around there.
A plan started to formulate, while we were taking in the shithole conditions and the location being more on the outskirts of town. I’ve had some time to think of different approaches, and I think we finally have shit figured out. It’s been long enough that they more than likely think that we aren’t gonna retaliate or that we haven’t a fuckin’ clue where the ass clowns are located.
Yesterday we took their bikes and dropped them off at Rudy’s old chop shop garage in a ghetto part of Austin. Rudy can have the bikes scrapped in no time, that’ll give us a little extra cash to give to the family members who had to miss work due to the useless fuckin’ around. It’ll also make those pricks immobile besides maybe jacking a cage to use.
“Brothers, everything went down without a hitch last night, taking the bikes. So far there’s been no blowback. I’m assumin’ either the dumb fucks haven’t stolen any cages yet, or they’re plottin’ something. We need to strike soon, before they have a chance to get too creative.” I’m met with multiple grunts. Cain eats his lemon wedges with no reply, and Twist anxiously taps away on the large table in front of him.
Smiles leans forward, resting his elbows on the hard surface, “I think it’s best if the Nomads handle this.”
2 Piece sputters and the Nomads sit up straighter, their interest peaked. “No fuckin’ way. They attacked mine and Cain’s Ol’ Ladies; we get to collect on that debt, brother.”
“2 Piece.” Nightmare growls, “Smiles is right. If this blows back on the town some way, it’s better if we’re responsible for it versus the club that resides here.”
2 Piece turns to me, eyes pleading for me to side with him, but I can’t. As much as I would love to get my revenge on these scummy fuckers, I have to do what the Prez would do.
“Look, I have to think of what’s best for not only the club, but also the towns around us. If anything comes back afterward, then the Iron Fists will go after the NOMADS, taking the Fists away from the main compound and keeping the city safe along with our families.” Smiles nods his approval, while 2 Piece silently stews.
Twist cracks his knuckles, causing everyone’s eyes to glance towards him, “I want in.”
Cain scoffs, “You’re no Nomad, brother.”
“Maybe I oughta’ be? Sick an’ tired of fuckin’ pussies.”
2 Piece’s fist slams onto the table, with a boom, causing it to shake. “Shut the fuck up, Twist, for fuck’s sake. You ready to dip out so soon, after getting’ all cozy an’ shit with my baby sister, motherfucker?”
“Mind your own business, 2.” Twist smirks, egging him on. They’ve had this back-and-forth bullshit goin’ on now for far too long. Eventually it’ll come to blows or 2 Piece will shot him, if they don’t start burying it.
“All right, let’s get back to the issue at hand. Twist, we gotta vote if you’re serious about goin’ Nomad, and then you gotta call in for a transfer. Take a few days to drink and sleep on it.” Twist nods, satisfied for the time being.
“Ex, Night, you boys are familiar with the pig farm. You remember how we took the Twisted Snakes MC out there?” They both nod. “Same deal, take them there alive if possible, chop them up, and feed them to the pigs. We don’t need any of them out floating around. See if you can get any kind of information out of them first.”
Exterminator checks me over, scanning my face carefully with his menacing gaze, almost as if he’s looking for something. “Anything specific we supposed to be finding out?”
“No. In fact anything you find out will be a bonus. Just finish these fuckin’ Fists; I’m ready to move onto other business.”
Smiles peeps in, “Guns.”
“Yes brother, we’re due for another run. We need to make some bank. Cain, have you spoken to the Russian?”
“Yeah bro, he’s ready; he has a new shipment of some specialty guns. It’s supposed to be some Call of Duty type shit. I briefed 2 Piece on it already.”
“2 Piece, what’s the plan?”
“I spoke to Tate, told him to hold on to it all, that we had us a little shit storm goin’ on right now, but that someone would be heading to Tennessee soon for pick up.”
“Good. I still don’t want anyone alone, especially the females. Not even to walk outside or take a piss. They are more vulnerable right now especially with shit ‘bout to pop off. Prez’s buddy from the fencing company came by. The gates have been updated along with the new razor wire along the tops. Ol’ boy put an electric wire running through it, so we can have it on anytime we want. And, if anyone cuts the fence, we’ll know that the connection is lost. We added in a few more cameras and Exterminator has been monitoring the feeds. That should put an end to motherfuckers breaching our compound walls. If it happens after this, I’mma build a goddamn moat around this bitch. Anything else?”
Everyone remains quiet, a few smirking at my moat comment. They all know I’m beyond sick and tired of dealing with this fuckin’ gate bullshit. I press on about my personal issue. “I need to bring something to the table. I know some of you have pretty well figured it out and all, but then some of you gossip like a bunch of fuckin’ school girls, too.” Glancing over at 2 Piece again, he grins, ready for me to get it out in the open. “We wanted to make this shit official sooner but with everything happening, we haven’t had everyone in one place at the same time since the fuckin’ lockdown.
“Avery, 2 Piece, and I are in a relationship. Avery is no longer just the property of 2 Piece. I’m officially laying claim. The bitch belongs to the both of us. I expect you all to show her the respect she deserves being whom she belongs to. She’s the VP and SAA ol’ lady, for fuck’s sake. Besides London, she’s the top bitch around here. Y’all got shit you need help with for functions and what not, ask those two. I know they would be thrilled to help out any way they can. Anybody got shit to say ‘bout it?”
Cain chuckles, “Yeah, bro. It’s about fuckin’ time!” He was one of the few who had figured it out already and actually seemed really supportive, thank fuck. Brother’s basically my best friend, and I would have hated to lose him ‘cause he couldn’t get on board with my choice.
“Yeah, yeah, little dick, don’t razz on me.” At that, the room lightens and a few more chuckles sound off. Brother’s grinning happily at 2 Piece at me.
“All right, we good?” I gaze around the table. I’m met with stares full of respect. With the news I just shared, it’s surprising. I wasn’t even sure they would accept my feelings at all, but in reality they seem to support me more just bein’ real with them about it. I should have known, that’s one thing about the Oath Keepers, there’s no fuckin’ judgment about shit like this. I seemed to forget that along the way, trying to make myself believe that I didn’t give a shit what anyone else thought, when in the end, I do care. This is my family, a room full of brothers, who have devoted their time and lives to protecting me if needed. The pit in my stomach gets a bit smaller with another thing finally coming to rest.
I nod and slam the gavel down, calling church to an end and dismiss them. The men take me off guard as they walk up behind me, each slapping me on the shoulder or fist bumping me as they head to the door. The feeling in my stomach eases even more. Usually Avery is the one who calms the anger inside; but today, it’s my brothers.
The group of nine Nomads stay behind as everyone shuffles through the door in search of something to drink and smoke.
“Ares?” Nightmare gazes at me quizzically, as the Nomads stand, coming to surround the table. Their bodies are very large and imposing, they all make me feel like I’m not overly big myself, like we’re each supposed to be this size.
I take in their hard faces, some marred with scars, others with wrinkles from a rough life on the road. One thing they all have in common though, is that they’re some scary motherfuckers and that’s saying some shit coming from me. They aren’t the typical Oath Keeper MC fucked up, no these men have lived dangerous lives, a few having been on many deployments overseas, some having gone through years of hard time. I’m pleased to have them around my table, ready to take care of business for the club.
“’Preciate y’all coming to take care of this problem. I fuckin’ hate these little pricks and would do it myself, but with the Prez out, I think this is what he’d do.”
“Ain’t nuthin’, man,” the tall, light-haired Viking-like Nomad, called Zeus, mumbles.
“Right, so do y’all have a plan on how to catch these sneaky fucks, besides what we’ve already pulled on them?”
A few chuckle darkly and a red-headed brother called Scot chortles, “Aye, let us handle it, yay? We will fock some lads up, bet your arse, boy.”
Standing, I make my large presence known as well. Just because I was sitting, doesn’t mean I’m some kind of a pussy. It means they aren’t allowed to sit at my table, and while I hate to be a dick, I have to let my patch sink in to some of these older members. They need to know that I mean business and that I ain’t goin’ nowhere. I won’t let any of them walk all over me since the Prez is out. “Just keep me posted. I want it finished quickly. Any issues let me know. I can send Spin out; I know he’ll play nice with your crew.”
“Ares,” Nightmare grumbles, holding his hand out and I shake it, thankful to have his support. I’ve known him for a whole minute and I’m glad he likes to hang around our club more so than others.
“Thank you.”
They nod and we head out. I head to the bar for some much needed liquor and they go to do what they do best, be fuckin’ outlaws.