The Savage Outlaw (Sins of Fire Real Anarchy West #4)

The BIG Ending

Eden climbed up on the bed and straddled Priest. She rocked her hips playfully yet hard. She couldn't get enough of the way Priest’s cock felt. Even through his jeans. Priest smacked her hips and picked her up.

“What’s wrong?” Eden purred. “Can’t handle me?”

“Not sure I want to be super hard for when Ernie gets here,” Priest said.

“Ernie? Who is Ernie?”

Eden instantly starting to picturing a cartoon character.

“He does piercings,” Priest said.

“Oh?”

“It’s been too long since you took my cock piercing out, doll,” Priest said. “He’s coming over to take care of it for me.”

Eden’s jaw slowly dropped. Heat raced to her cheeks. Heat also raced between her legs. She throbbed. Her mind jumping with excitement because there was no way to deny the fact that from the second she saw Priest’s cock piercing, she wondered what it must have felt like.

In her mouth. In her pussy.

“Are you serious right now?” Eden asked.

The answer echoed as a knock happened on the bedroom door. Priest stood up from the bed with Eden in his arms. He swung her around and dropped her to the bed.

Ernie was nothing like Eden pictured. Ernie was as tall as Priest but about half his size. Super skinny in that sexy, surfer dude kind of way. A man bun on the top of his head, his hair blond with black streaks. He had more piercings than could be counted just on his face alone. Tattooed almost everywhere possible, except his face. Flames climbed up his neck to his jawline and stopped there. He wore a sleeveless shirt of a skeleton that was female, based on the fact that the skeleton had a vagina with two boney fingers inside it with splash marks around.

“Damn, am I interrupting?” Ernie asked in a deep voice.

“Nope. This is Eden. She’s all mine. She’s never experienced my cock piercing before.”

“Killer,” Ernie said. He looked at Eden. “What about you? Anything you need?”

“I don’t have a cock,” Eden blurted out.

Ernie laughed.

“You do have a clit, doll,” Priest said with a grin.

Eden sucked in a breath and closed her legs tight.

A needle?! Down there?!

“I’m kidding,” Priest said. “No way I’d let Ernie go near you. I’d have to kill him.”

“Okay, let’s get this show going,” Ernie said. “Drop your jeans and flop out that goddamn monster of yours.”

Eden laughed.

Ernie dropped a black bag he had tossed over his shoulder.

Priest stood tall and confident as he undid his jeans and dropped them. He sat down on the bed next to Eden. She looked down at his cock and her eyes went as wide as they did the first time she saw him.

It was… insane …

Plus, Eden knew what it felt like to have that thing inside her.

Ernie put black latex gloves on his hands and he touched Priest’s cock. For some reason Eden caught herself blushing. Another man holding her man’s cock…

“Looks good,” Ernie said.

“Of course it does,” Priest said. “Now stop admiring and playing with it.”

Ernie smiled. He had his hand under Priest’s cock and it looked like an eel just resting there.

“Now if I tell you not to go crazy with this, you’re not going to listen to me,” Ernie said.

“Talk to her,” Priest said, nodding toward Eden.

Ernie looked at Eden.

“I’m a nurse, so I get it,” Eden said. “It should heal. Watch for swelling and infections and all that. But it’s already been pierced. You’re just kind of putting a piercing back in. That’s all. But, it’s best if I keep a close eye on it.”

“A nurse,” Ernie said, nodding.

“I think she just politely told you to go fuck yourself and that she’s going to suck my cock and ride my cock whenever she feels like it.”

“Yup,” Eden said with blushing confidence.

“Good for you both,” Ernie said.

He looked down and within a minute, Priest’s cock was pierced once again. Eden couldn’t believe that Priest didn’t flinch. Not for a second.

Ernie had to really push to get the piercing through. Priest just sat there, blinking like normal, as though nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

Eden knew Priest was a little bit insane, but this…

“That’s it,” Ernie said. “Need anything else while I’m here?”

“You’re not touching Eden’s clit,” Priest growled.

“Not even a nipple?” Ernie asked with a smile and a wink.

Eden gasped and placed her hand over her chest. “Stay away from me with your needles, dude.”

“No worries, dude ,” Ernie said to Eden.

He stood up and threw his bag over his shoulder.

He pointed down to Priest’s cock. “You going to put that thing away?”

“Nope,” Priest said.

“I like it better like this,” Eden said.

“Well, enjoy,” Ernie said.

“Hey, brother,” Priest said. “When you go out, stop at the bar. Ask for Skylar.”

“Is that the one?” Ernie asked, his eyes lighting up.

“She’s the one, brother,” Priest said. “You can suck on her tits for hours and never get bored.”

“She’s cool with it?”

“She’s fine,” Priest said. “You just tell her I said so. Take her out of the clubhouse. Enjoy yourself.”

Ernie looked as happy as a kid on Christmas morning.

Eden looked at Priest. “Did you just whore out one of the bartenders? Like she’s payment for your dick piercing?”

“Outlaw bartering,” Priest said. “Shelby knows her place. She’s a deecee .”

“Meaning?”

“ Devil’s Cunt ,” Priest said. “Long story. I don’t feel like talking about it. Fuck everyone outside this room, doll. My cock is pierced and throbbing, waiting for your attention.”

Eden reached down, smiling ear to ear. Her hips wiggled, just trying to imagine what it was going to feel like with that piercing inside her. All the different positions and angles…

She reached down and touched the piercing at the head of Priest’s cock. She played, explored, and then began to squeeze and jerk at him.

“Why the fuck are your pants still on?” Priest growled. “Get your cunt on this cock right now.”

Eden stood up and unbuttoned her jeans.

The bedroom door swung open and she looked back as police suddenly charged into the bedroom.

“What the fuck is this?” Priest roared as he watched Chief Dick Rundle and his deputy goons storm his room. “I was just about to get fucked.”

“Priest, we have to talk,” Chief Dick said. “It’s about your… your wife.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Priest said. “Get out. Now! Who the fuck let you into the clubhouse?”

“She’s dead,” Chief Dick said.

“Angelica is dead?” Eden asked, shocked.

Chief Dick looked at Eden. “And I’m going to have to ask you to place your hands behind your back.”

“What?” Eden asked.

“The fuck she is,” Priest said as he stood up and picked up his jeans. “What the fuck is this about?”

“Angelica was in a car accident,” Chief Dick said. “She went off the road and down an embankment. Found by a couple of hikers. Medical staff found that she had some lacerations to her neck that weren’t consistent with the accident. I’m sorry, Priest, but I know about the altercation between your wife and Eden.”

“No,” Eden said, her knees wobbling. “No… please.. no…”

“What the fuck are you getting at here?” Priest asked.

Chief Dick nodded and his men moved in on Eden.

Priest jumped to her rescue, throwing punches.

“Priest!” Chief Dick yelled.

Soon the bedroom was flooded with outlaws and cops from the hallway.

Priest was hit with a taser, which subdued him down to one knee. That gave Chief Dick enough time to grab Eden’s wrists and pull her toward him.

“Do not resist me,” he said to her.

“Priest,” Eden said. “What’s happening…”

Cyrus, Linc, Slade, and Darrow all held Priest, keeping him from doing anything crazy.

Chief Dick had a warrant. He had a right to be in the clubhouse. He had the right to arrest Eden.

The charge?

“You’re being arrested for the murder of Angelica.”

When Drix saw Chief Dick exit the clubhouse with Priest’s woman in handcuffs, he made a decision right then and there.

Over my dead fucking body.

Hesitation never crossed his mind.

Other prospects came and went because they thought this life was a video game or a TV show.

Nobody in this life yelled CUT!

Fuck, if you did think your scene was over, chances were you were already dead.

The leather cut meant something to Drix.

Cryus and Linc followed on each side of Chief Dick.

Behind them it was a scene of pure chaos.

Priest was also in handcuffs and he had three police officers wrestling with him.

They tripped him down to the ground and held him there as he screamed for the woman he loved.

“Gate does not fucking open!” Drix called out.

He reached behind him and pulled out his gun.

A voice in his head screamed of how many years of prison awaited.

Carrying an illegal firearm.

Pulling said illegal firearm on a police officer.

Fuck - pulling a gun on the chief of police.

Interfering with someone getting arrested.

Drix didn’t care.

He knew what Eden meant to Priest and what Eden meant to the club.

When Chief Dick Rundle saw Drix, he didn’t stop walking.

“One of your boys is a little too emotional,” Chief Dick said to Cyrus.

“We have to talk about this,” Cyrus said. “A murder charge? How? She was here the entire time.”

“Doesn’t matter, Cyrus,” Chief Dick said. “She stabbed Angelica in the throat. Angelica took off, driving. She crashed and died. We can split hairs all day but you know how that looks and you know how the prosecution will spin it. Get her a good defense lawyer.”

“Stop fucking moving!” Drix bellowed at Chief Dick.

“He’s fucking crazy,” Linc said, almost smiling.

“I can’t stop him, Chief,” Cyrus said. “Just do what he says and we’ll handle this some other time.”

“You’re fucking joking me, right?” Chief Dick growled. “You think I’m falling for this trick?”

“You are not leaving with her,” Drix said. “No fucking way. I don’t give a fuck who-”

Drix didn’t hear the slight pop sound, nor did he feel the sharp barbs from the taser gun hit him in the ass.

He did feel all the rushing bolts of electricity attack his body at once, making him completely paralyzed, even to scream. He felt himself falling forward and could do nothing to stop himself from hitting the ground, face first, full force.

The police officer who had been guarding outside the gate was now inside the gate, approaching Drix.

“Harrison,” Chief Dick yelled. “Leave him be. Pull the barbs out and we are out of here.”

“He pulled a gun on you, sir!”

“I gave a fucking order,” Chief Dick growled back. “One thing at time here.”

Drix felt his body start to return to normal.

When the police officer ripped the barbs from the taser out of his ass, he growled in pain.

As Drix sat up, he saw the other prospects standing there, gate open, letting the police take away Eden. And then carrying Priest out.

Drix climbed back to his feet and swayed a little before rushing toward the clubhouse. He ran inside, past the bar, to the nearest bathroom and threw up.

His nerves felt jittery.

Just got my ass tased, he thought. Literally.

His ass throbbed in pain from where the barbs cut through skin.

He grabbed the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

“Fuck,” he growled.

The other prospects could have had his back out there. They could have warned him about another fucking police officer.

To make matters worse, Drix’s cell began to vibrate in his right front pocket.

He didn’t want to look.

But he had no choice.

Tick fucking tock… they’ll all know who are you soon enough. Wonder what they’ll do to you then?

A sudden heavy pounding on the door made Drix jump.

He spun around and hurried to put his phone away.

His heart raced even faster.

“I know you’re in there, kid !” Cyrus’s voice boomed. “Open the fucking door or I’m kicking it down!”

“Got it, Prez !” Drix yelled back, keeping his voice somewhat normal. He reached forward and opened the bathroom door. “Had to throw up. Never been tased before.”

Cyrus stared at him with deep, dark, evil eyes.

It wasn’t just Cyrus standing there either.

Linc, Slade, Darrow, Monte, and Dee all stood there, arms folded.

Behind the bar Muffin stood, but he didn’t have his normal towel thrown over his shoulder.

This time Muffin wore his leather cut and held a shotgun in his hands.

Drix blinked a few times and held himself as steady as possible.

He wasn’t sure what the club was really pissed about.

Pulling a gun on Chief Dick?

Getting tased in the ass?

Or… the other thing …

If it was about the other thing , Drix knew one thing for sure.

He was just moments away from Muffin sticking that shotgun into his mouth and pulling the trigger.