Chapter 2
Moon
I'd like to say my crush for Dagger died that day, but it didn't. Did seeing that happen about a year and a half ago break a piece of my soul? Yes.
I should've gotten over my attraction to him but I can't. Not when the man ages like fine wine. I've grown since then though. I realized I was a child, of course, he didn't notice me. If he would've noticed me I'd have been concerned. He's not that type of man and I know that.
I guess that's why I'm still hanging onto hope that maybe he'll notice me now that I'm older, now that I'm legal. Now that my hips are rounded out and my double D tits fill out my cropped low-cut Devil’s Outlaws MC tee shirt. My legs aren't long at my 5'2" height but the cut-off shorts I wear form the illusion that they are. That paired with my favorite riding boots not that I ever get to ride. My dad won't let me ride bitch on anyone's bike and sure as hell won't let me have my own hog.
I've caught several Club brothers sneaking a glance, especially Nova -my best friend- but he's not so secretive about his attraction towards me. He never has been, not even when he was a prospect back when I was sixteen. Nova's attracted to anything that has tits so that's not saying much and he can get just about any woman he wants not including myself. Hence the road name Casanova.
"You've let the curls be free today, I like it!" Nova says tugging at the end of a lock of long black hair. The chains on his cut clanking with the action.
He's got almost all his patches now. I knew he'd get the vote, I didn't question it for a second.
"How's club pussy treating ya?" I quipped back pouring myself a rum and coke. I catch him staring at my cleavage as I reach down into the cooler to get him a beer.
I'm used to his shenanigans at this point, it doesn't even bother me. Honestly, I kind of like the attention especially because I know it'll never lead anywhere, I've got my eyes on another man and probably always will. He knows that I don't see him romantically and he respects it. That and the fact that even if I did like him like that my dad would kill his ass before I'd become an old lady in this club.
"I'm kinda in the dog house right now, Penny found out about Lilly and now they both won't talk to me. I think they told the other sweet butts too because I can't even get a blowie around here. It's been three days Moon. Do you know what happens to a man like me when I don't get pussy?" I can't help myself. I don't know if it was his genuinely distressed tone or the words themselves, but I heehaw the hell out of him. I laugh so hard tears slip past the corner of my eyes and I start wheezing.
"It's not funny!" he whines, pushing my shoulder. I swear the men around here don't know their strength because I almost lose my balance and stumble a little. I'm not a small girl either by any means. I fill out my size eighteen jean shorts and 2x tee shirts. I rub the spot he touched for a second knowing there will definitely be a bruise there tomorrow.
"You fucker, you know I bruise easily!" I scold, punching his bicep only to shake out my fist. Dammit, that hurt. Now he's the one cackling.
I flip him off with a smile while walking over to an empty pool table and start racking up the solid and striped balls. I make a show of bending over the table knowing Nova's touch-deprived self is eating it up.
The clubhouse has been empty for hours. All the guys are in church aside from Nova who's on princess watch since there are no other women or children in our club for me to hang out with while they talk business, that and for protection. No one is dumb enough to attack us here but it's a precaution. Dad told me they've been having problems with the Reapers, which is another rival MC. It must be getting worse seeing as I've had a shadow everywhere I go for the past six months or so.
"Quit staring at my ass and grab a pool stick before I throw this eight ball at your head."
"I swear that ass could bring any man to his knees." He replies, adjusting his dick before grabbing a pool cue. I just roll my eyes at him.
"Speaking of ass, I'm about to whoop yours." Right when I lean over the table lining up the cue ball to break, the door to church swings open and men start spilling out.
"Nova, Razor wants a word," Dagger says, grabbing the pool stick from him. I can't help but appreciate the way he looks looming over him in a black tee shirt, his Cut, and light wash bootcut jeans. Fuck me. I don't realize I'm staring until Nova speaks.
"Let me go talk to Prez, sorry Princess I've gotta rain check," he says tapping me on the ass as he walks by, I smack his back. It's how we play.
Am I hearing things? I swear I just heard a growl.
"Don't worry Nova, I think I can handle a round of pool with my niece. She'll be fine without you."
My eyes meet Dagger's and he's got a scowl marring his face, his jaw clenched tight. He looks down at my body like he's just now noticing my outfit. I can't stop the blush that tints my cheeks.
"Your dad lets you wear clothes like that? Get your ass upstairs and put on something more appropriate." My blood feels like fire coursing through my veins. I know he isn't ordering me around like some damn club whore! Who does he think he is?
"This is the shit I always wear, asshole, and yes my daddy lets me wear it. Not that I need anyone's damn permission. I'm a grown-ass woman. If you've got a problem with what I'm wearing, take it up with your president... but you won't will you? Because then you'll have to explain to him why you were eyeing his daughter!" I spit the words with as much venom as I can muster, so much so that his eyes widen a little before they narrow on me.
I lean down, my tits resting against the table, as I line up my shot before slamming the pool stick so hard against the cue ball I'm surprised half the other balls didn't wind up on the floor.
Who does this asshole think he is? Like seriously. He's gone from pretty much giving me the silent treatment for weeks to telling me how he thinks I should dress? Fuck that.
Dagger
Since when did My Little Moon Pie grow up? When did she get such a sharp tongue?
I can't take my eyes off her as she bends over the pool table, her thick ass angled up and her tits pressing against the table. Damn. I can picture sliding into her from behind.
I quickly look away, running my fingers through my hair. Trying to remind myself that this is my niece. This is my best friend's daughter I'm looking at. Fuck.
I narrowed my eyes on her, tightening my fists before I grabbed the cue I had leaned against the table, rubbing some chalk on the tip of it.
"Cat got your tongue?" she goads, pocketing one striped ball after the next.
"You know Nova's trouble. He fucks anything that walks. You shouldn't let him touch you like that." I shot back not really knowing how to reply to what she had to say.
She's right, I have no right to tell her what she can and can't wear. I'm not her dad and I'm definitely not her man. She's a grown woman now and can make her own decisions. Can I warn her not to play with fire? Yes. That's something an uncle would do.
Lord, I'm fucked in the head over her. All the younger club Brothers have been talking about how the princess grew up. I ignored it at first telling them to shut their mouth about my niece and slapping a few on the back of the head. Then I started seeing what they were saying. Gone is the little girl I knew, Moon is all woman now. That's why I've avoided her. I can't get her out of my head and I just don't trust myself.
Shit, I'm already going to hell for the amount of times in the past couple of weeks that thoughts of her have popped into my mind while I'm jacking off. I can't even fuck any club whores my dick literally refuses to get hard for them.
"He's just a friend, Dagger. Always will be. He's a flirt, it's his personality, I know that. Just because a man calls me beautiful doesn't mean I'm gonna slip and fall on his cock. Damn have a little faith in me, Uncle D." My head spins, I don't know if it's the thought of her fucking him or the way she called me Uncle D like she was taunting me, but she's got me so pissed I could tan her hide.
She's got such a filthy mouth on her in the past year or so. It makes me wanna teach her some manners and lessons an uncle shouldn't be teaching his niece. Something about her fire just turns me on. It shouldn't.
I shouldn't be having these thoughts. I watched this girl grow up, shit I practically helped raise her. I was there for every major milestone... but womanhood shit, when did that happen? I don't know if I've got it in me to be around her and keep my composure.
"Your turn." she reminds me after what I'm sure was an awkward stretch of silence. I take a shot, hitting two solids into the same far-right pocket right in front of her.
I glance out the window as I hear the sound of bikes revving. I spotted an unfamiliar man followed by several more, all covered head to toe in black. Their faces are covered by ski masks. The only color I see on them is a green patch.
The fucking Reapers.
"Get down!" I scream out for all the club brothers to hear before I tackle Moon to the ground, wrapping my hand around her head so she doesn't get a concussion as we fall.
I shield her with my body, the pool table adding an extra layer of protection between us and the window they've shattered with a rain of bullets. I lift off of her looking into her shell-shocked eyes.
"It's alright. I've got you, baby," I whisper to her before I pull my gun from the inside pocket of my cut.
I cautiously glance over the top of the pool table ducking when I see a bullet whizzing towards me. It barely misses my head. I shoot back up aiming at the window and firing round after round. I know I got at least one guy. I watched him jerk back as my bullet hit him in the chest.
They start getting back on their bikes and speeding off. Some of our guys head towards the door like they're getting ready to go after them.
"Let 'em go. We've gotta take care of our own and make a plan before we counter-attack" I yell out, stopping them in their path.
Where the fuck is Razor?
I look down at his daughter, kneeling back down and checking her over head to toe.
"You okay baby?"
"Dagger you're bleeding," Moon says snapping out of the trance she was in, I rip off my shirt and hand it to her, she uses it to tie it around my arm where I must've been grazed.
With all the adrenaline, I didn't even feel it.
I wince as she tightens the cloth around the wound before tying it in a knot.
"Shit sorry, I'm trying to stop the bleeding." she apologizes in a panic looking me over for any more injuries just like I did her.
Something about it makes my heart skip a beat. I gently place my hand on her cheek, causing her blue eyes to meet mine.
She lets out a small gasp at what she must see in mine, her pouty lips parting in the most sultry way. Before I realize what I'm doing, I'm leaning in to brush our nose brushing.
"I'm fine baby, it's okay." My lips barely brush against hers as I speak the words. I'm gonna kiss her. I need to kiss her.
"How many were injured?" Razor's enraged voice bellows, snapping me out of whatever haze I was under. I jerk back from her. Standing and leaving her there leaned against The pool table. What the fuck was I thinking? That's right I wasn't thinking at all.
"Swiss got hit, Call Doc!" Pyro our Sergeant at Arms (SAA) yells back.
Fuck.