CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
It was at least another half an hour when we finally made it downstairs to the party, which was already in full swing. I almost made us even more late, especially when Lexie brought Zoe a top to put on for tonight. When she put it on, it was a green color, perfect for her red hair and green eyes. But what had me wanting to throw my cut over her to cover her up was the halter neck style, in a hanky shape. Something I was sure she wasn’t used to wearing normally.
But seeing my stony face, she actually thanked Lexie for it, and put it on. I didn’t like it, but I wouldn’t tell her what to wear and what not to wear. She’d paired it with a pair of skintight black jeans and black leather booties. Her makeup was flawless, highlighting her already high cheekbones, and those beautiful green eyes that I seem to get lost in all the time. I could’ve told her she didn’t need all that stuff on her already beautiful face, but wisely kept my mouth shut.
With her tiny hand engulfed in my much larger one, I made sure not to let go of her, since she wasn’t wearing my property of jacket. Yet. Something I was going to rectify—and soon. We walked into the party spying Sage and Lexie sitting at a table with Tiny, and made a beeline straight for them, ignoring my brothers, who wanted to stop me to chat.
“Hey, ladies. Where’s Everleigh?” I greet, wrapping a protective arm around Zoe’s waist, as all three take in the movement, each arching a brow. To which I rolled my eyes, but all Zoe did was smile before she placed a hand on my cheek, went on her tiptoes and kissed my lips, which I can’t help but return with one of my own.
Lexie giggles, her beer almost half drunk as she wiggles her eyebrows. “In the office with Kick.” Her meaning obvious to everyone at the table. I frown, the party only just started. Is she already plastered? I make a mental note to talk to Riggs, to see what’s going on. Looking around, I don’t see him anywhere. Shaking my head, if these two can’t get their shit together, what hope is there for the rest of us?
I shake my head. “So, he’s having sexy times with his wife in his office, good on the ol’ boy.”
“I’ll tell him you said that,” Sage chimes in, smiling conspiratorially.
“Go ahead, dibber dobber.” I shoot back, grinning like a loon. Sage and I have a brother/sister relationship since we reconnected again in Washington a few years back.
“Thank you, babe. I’ll be safe with the girls.” She assures me. The look on her face telling me she would like for me to go. All I do is chuckle because that wasn’t going to happen.
“Did you think I was leaving you, little one?” I drawl, a look of surprise on her face when I sit down, and place her on my lap, her ass snuggling down against my jeans covered cock, which was growing harder by the second. It was all I could do not to groan against her ear.
“I can sit on a chair like a normal person, you know.” She huffs. Crossing her arms over her chest as she sits awkwardly, keeping her back ramrod straight, as the other women look on in total silence. But I squeeze her thigh gently, and she sits back, relaxing her body against me.
I knew I was being overly possessive, but seeing Caleb staring at us today parked across from the gym watching my woman makes me want to go postal on his ass. I need to tell the rest of my brothers about it, it can’t wait much longer. Once the party’s over, then I’ll tell them I don’t want to ruin things for Spider and Snake.
“I’m aware of that. But I enjoy having you on my lap, baby girl.” I whisper in her ear, watching as goose bumps appear all over her skin.
Sipping my whiskey slowly, and letting her chat away with the girls, absentmindedly drawing circles on her bare skin where the top she was wearing ended. I watch Spider and Snake—Bear’s kid interact. They’ve been instant best friends since Spider appeared a few years ago searching for his old man.
After a hell of a lot of drama, he found him in Kick, and the rest, as they say, is history. Tonight, Kick was also realizing his dream of another son joining the ranks of the Devil’s Carnage MC together with Ky.
A sharp pang of regret hits me over my friendship with my former best friend Caleb, who is now an enemy not only to me, but to the club. I hope the two boys continue to be best friends.
It takes a minute to realize that the conversation they were having was turning into a confrontation. Candy, Spider’s baby mama, stood off to the side, not even attempting to stop what was about to happen. In fact, the smirk on her face telling me she was actually wanting this to happen.
They were supposed to be best friends, or they were until now, when something had sparked this fight. Snake was already three sheets to the wind, if his swaying was anything to go by.
“What the fuck, brother?” Spider demands. His voice loud, making everyone stop what they were doing.
“Candy begged me not to tell you, but I can’t keep it to myself anymore. I fucked your ol’ lady, and there’s a chance the kid could be mine?” Snake says, slurring his words.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Spider frowns.
“Have you even asked Candy whose kid it really is?” he continues to slur, his thick black-rimmed glasses slipping off his face as he spoke. I’m like a coiled spring, ready to intervene if need be.
My eyes take in Spider’s girl, she was all smiles when the two best friends were facing off over her, but that smile slowly slips off her face when Snake mentions her kid.
Unbridled anger blazed from the depths of Spider’s hazel eyes when he registers what Snake was saying.
“I never thought I’d have to question whose kid she’s carrying.” Turning to Candy, he pins her with a look of disgust.
“Is what he’s saying true?” he demands.
For the first time since the two friends faced off against each other, the girl looks unsure of herself. She wasn”t the self-confident hood rat who had actively gone after a brother whose father was president of the DCMC and who was about to become a full-fledged member.
“You know I love you, baby.” She whines, practically rubbing her scantily clad body against him, and I can’t help but scoff.
She’s been a thorn in the kid’s side since they met, but to him it was only just for fun, I knew this because he would come to me and ask for advice. But for Candy, it was a different story; I knew she desperately wanted to be a part of an MC, and I wouldn’t put it past her to poke holes in the condoms. Or sleep with the best friend to get pregnant.
“That little skank.” Sage growls. “I knew that there was something not quite right about that girl. But she’s been on her best behavior until now, or so I thought.” Sage and Lexie would’ve thrown themselves right into the fray if Tiny hadn’t put a restraining hand on his woman’s arm when it looked like the other woman was going to go all ninja on Candy’s ass.
“Let Spider handle it. He needs to man up and not have others run interference all the time.” Tiny says and Sage reluctantly relaxes.
I nod my head, agreeing with my brother’s assessment of the situation. “Tiny’s right. As of tonight, both are members of the DCMC, they need to know how to handle issues as they arise. Between themselves and in the club.”
Lexie takes a deep breath and then sags against the chair she was sitting in.
“You’re absolutely right. Just feel bad for the guy,” she replies.
Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse. Spider is the one who launches himself at Snake, catching him in the jaw with a right hook.
The women at the table gasp and get to their feet, horror written all over their faces, as Spider pounds Snake while still on the ground.
I’m just about to go over there and break things up myself when a loud voice booms.
“Stop right fuckin’ now.” Everyone, including the two on the ground, freeze. The crowd parts, and Kick appears, his facial expression dark and menacing. Everleigh behind him, a look of shock, worry and horror on her face when she realizes what’s happening. But when she sees that Candy’s involved, her face morphs into one of anger, and I know she would’ve gone all Mama Bear on the bitch”s ass. Her hands on her hips, as she looks between her son Snake and Candy.
“What the fuck’s goin’ on here?” Kick demands of the two, as he grabs Spider by his cut, dragging him off the other kid, who’s now bleeding profusely from his nose, throwing him against the bar.
“I could hear your fuckin shouting from my office. Don’t make me fuckin’ regret allowing both of you to be patched in.”
Neither kid said a word as Candy ran to her man’s side, trying to comfort him. Meanwhile, Spider was trying to extricate himself from the octopus. I would’ve laughed had the situation not been so serious. As it was, I stayed silent.
“Bear!” Kick hollers, our Treasurer reluctantly appears by Kick’s side. “Hold your boy up, would ya? Let’s get to the reason you’re both here. Then maybe this one,” he motions to Snake, trying to stem the bleeding from his nose as Bear props him up, “can take the rest of the night to sleep, whatever that was off.”
Bear nods curtly, whispering something to Snake no one else can hear, who tries to stand taller, but keeps sagging. He would’ve fallen had Bear not being holding him up.
“Now, getting back to the reason we’re all here.” In his hand were two leather cuts, on the back, the top rocker reads Devil’s Carnage MC, while the bottom rocker reads Briar Creek, Texas, with their road names patched on the front.
“Congratulations, son. You’re a patched member of the Devil’s Carnage MC. Get those sewn on ASAP.” He hands his member patches and the cut to his son and with almost pure reverence, he puts on the cut, smiling widely, even with a cut above his right eye from the fight with Snake. Kick shakes his head, handing Bear Snake’s cut as deafening whoops and hollers ring out around the room, and everyone mills around both kids.
“One more thing. I never want to see any of my brothers beating each other up in the clubhouse ever again.” A warning look passes between the two newest members and their president. “Either of you, regardless if one of you is my son.” The warning was unmistakable, and both boys nodded. “Now, let’s celebrate.”
Just as the music turns back on, the front door to the clubhouse swings open, shock registering on all the members and ol’ ladies faces when in walks Ella, a girl we rescued a while back from Jose Ramos’s compound while we were searching for Sage and Tiny’s little boy Jax. When we found her, Jose had her chained to a wall in the basement, left her naked and malnourished.
Standing there with a tentative smile on her lovely face, she looked so much different to the broken young girl that had left here almost two years ago.
Sage squeals, knocking over her chair as she gets to her feet, rushing towards the younger woman. As does Everleigh.
“Who’s that? I don’t think I’ve met her.” Zoe asks, watching the scene play out, as Spider finally spies Ella, as does Candy, the other woman’s face contorting in rage.
“What’s that bitch doing here?” She screeches, and Spider has to hold her back from attacking the other girl.
“Touch her and I won’t be responsible for my actions.” Spider spits at Candy, adding in unconcealed disgust. “Take this and go. I honestly really don’t give a shit where you go, maybe give my ol’ friend Snake a pity fuck, you and he deserve each other. But you won’t be returning to my bed. That’s for damn sure. Oh, and say goodbye to your little girl.”
Spider threatens, as he throws a wad of cash at her, Candy scrambling on her hands and knees onto the floor as she collected the money. He turns on his heel and walks out, Candy running after him.
“That is a big headache for our newest patched member.” I reply, chuckling.
“He obviously has some deep feelings for this new girl,” Zoe surmises, and I look at her in surprise.
“How do you know that?” I can’t help but ask, though I’ve grown tired of talking about my new brother’s love life, which was playing out in color for the entire club to witness.
“A blind man could see the way he looked at her when she walked in. Even though he barely acknowledged her when he walked out.”
I’d noticed it too, because that’s the exact way I look at Zoe.
Leaning forward and lowering my voice, I said.
After everything Candy has done to my brother, and now this mess with his best friend, I don”t think he”ll ever want to see her again. I needed to change the subject from Spider back to us. I lean forward, lowering my voice as I say, “You tired, little one?”
She hides a yawn with her hand over her mouth, “I am a bit,” she admits, a yelp escaping as I pick her up in my arms, striding towards our room.
“That’s rude. What if I wanted to meet the new girl?”
“You can see her tomorrow. She’ll most probably be staying with Sage and Tiny. She became quite attached to the big fella; he became like her surrogate father.” I tell her, unlocking the door, while still carrying my woman, before I threw her onto the bed, where she bounces a few times and comes to a stop in the middle of the mattress. Locking the door, I turn on the lamp on the nightstand, the glow of the lamp illuminating the room just enough for me to see Zoe.
I take my cut off draping it over a chair, and then I pull my T-shirt off noticing Zoe is watching me closely, throwing the T-shirt to the floor together with my jeans, until I’m standing there in my boxer briefs only, and my hard dick is trying its damnedest to escape.
Zoe licks her lips and I’m done for, as I scoop her up underneath me, and kiss her lips fervently. She gasps in surprise, granting my tongue entrance inside her mouth, as I grind my hard cock right over the burning heat of her cunt. I needed to be inside her, like right now. I make light work of her clothes, and throw them every which way in the room. Leaving her with only the matching lacy lavender color bra and panty set, I sat back on my haunches and admired her fully.
She was a fuckin’ knockout. Ten years ago, at eighteen, she was beautiful, her body was still filling out. Now, I couldn’t take my eyes off her curves.
“Bodie, please. I need you,” she cries out as I slowly lift the cups of her bra to reveal the most beautiful mounds I’d ever seen in my life. Pink capped nipples just waiting for my mouth. I dove and latched onto one, sucking it into a hard point before biting the tip. Her fingers flew to my hair, pulling it almost painfully, but I didn’t care because what she was doing only made me harder. She arches her back, shoving her tit deeper into my mouth, and I readily accommodated her bountiful flesh. Reluctantly releasing her flesh with a wet pop, I stare down into her green orbs. “Are you ready for me, little one?”