Moose Chapter 19
Other than the irritating confrontation with Marius before leaving, the past week had gone smoother than I imagined. From getting Zuri away and placed to wrapping up everything for the women and girls to be able to come with us, it had gone well. Now, it appeared they were happy with their new homes, even Zisa. I wished more than anything I had been smart and built a house years ago. I vowed to get ours constructed as fast as possible. I’d been content to live in the clubhouse after my mom moved since Shain had her own place in town.
And now, to celebrate having my old lady under my roof, so to speak, and safely relocated to our territory. The way she’d just checked me out, I knew she was eager to have me the way I wanted her. After locking the door, I took off my cut and hung it next to the door, then stalked to the bed. She had her boots off and was removing her top. I decided for once to allow her to undress herself.
I kicked off my boots, shoved them out of the way, and then shed my shirt. I dropped it on the floor. I’d worry about tidying up afterward. She had her top off, and it joined the beginning of my pile. Grinning at each other, we sped up. It became a race to see who would get naked first.
Unbuckling my belt slowed me a tad, which compensated for the fact she had a bra and panties and I didn’t. I’d gone commando this morning. Just as I dropped my jeans and kicked them off, Zisa’s jeans and panties dropped together. I stood there admiring her voluptuous body and exquisite skin and face. While I did, I wasn’t able to resist stroking my cock. I was rock hard and raring to be inside of her, but first, I wanted to taste her and hear her cry my name at least once.
She held her hands out to me. “Come here, Arman. I need you,” she pleaded.
“And I need you, Bae. But first, I’ve got to taste you. Lie back on the bed and spread your legs.”
She shivered, then gave me a sexy wink. “And I want to taste you. I have an idea. Why don’t we both taste each other at the same time? Although I have to warn you, I don’t know how long I can last before I go mad.”
“Sixty-nine it is. Lie on your side facing this way,” I instructed.
She wiggled herself further onto the bed and then lay down with her head on the pillows facing me. I didn’t waste time joining her. My head was at the foot of the bed. I had to tug her further down until her pussy lined up with my face, and my cock was level with hers. I bent my upper leg so my foot was flat on the bed, giving her room to reach me. I hissed when her hands touched me. One cupped and massaged my sac while the other gripped the base of me.
I lifted her upper leg and brought it over my head to rest on my shoulder. Her rich, intoxicating scent hit me, causing me to inhale deeply and moan. I nuzzled her folds with my lips. As her tongue probed the slit in the head of my cock, and she stroked up then back down my length, I took my first lick.
Her slightly tangy, honeyed flavor burst on my tongue. I heard her hum then she sucked the head of my cock inside her mouth. Greedily licking and sucking all up and down her folds, I worked to drive her to her first orgasm. And based on the way she was sucking my cock and fondling me, she wanted to make me come, too. I had news for her. I wouldn’t let it happen. I wanted to shoot my load in her pussy, not her mouth. Later tonight, we’d see about her sucking me off if she wanted.
In order to get her there before I was, I added nibbling on her clit with my teeth, sucking hard on it, and working my fingers inside her pussy to drive her wild. She increased the suction on my cock, thrashed the head with her tongue, and massaged my balls. I knew she loved what I was doing because she was spilling more and more of her cum into my mouth.
Increasing the pace, I wet a finger and slid it back to her puckered hole. I circled it, then slowly breached her asshole. Her moan vibrated along my whole length, causing the tingling in my legs to move upward. Working it in and out of her ass while I finger-fucked her pussy and ate her, I ramped her higher. And she increased her pleasuring of me. I was afraid she’d make me blow despite my best efforts not to. Moments later, she stiffened, cried out what sounded like my name around her mouthful of cock, and shook as she came. Filling my mouth with her creamy goodness. I lapped it up as I eased her down. As soon as her grip on my fingers in both holes eased, I pulled free of her heavenly mouth and her holes.
I turned myself and came up over the top of her so I could kiss her. She enthusiastically kissed me in return. While devouring her, I situated myself between her legs, found her entrance, and then thrust. She gasped. I didn’t stop until I was buried all the way. Reluctantly, I lifted my head. Her lust-filled gaze stared up at me.
“I can’t ever get enough of you. I’ll be a hundred and on my deathbed, still wanting you. You’re heaven to me, Zisa.” I followed it with a stroke.
“And I’ll be right there with you, begging for more, Arman. God, you feel incredible.” Her legs encircled my waist. As I was thrusting again, she used them to lift herself and drive me deep. I groaned.
“Don’t hold back. I want it hard and fast. I need you to come for me,” she panted.
Taking her at her word, plus I was beyond ready to come, I set up a hard, almost punishing pace. She moaned, cried out, and begged. Her nails bit into my skin as I pounded her pussy. I don’t know how long it was, but it seemed not long before my balls began to tighten. I hammered even faster. She screamed and clenched around me, causing me to shoot my load. I growled, and my hips stuttered as I came. When I was finally drained, I slumped and rolled, taking her with me. We lay there in comfortable silence, holding each other.
It was a good ten minutes, at least before I had any energy to move. When I could, I kissed her. “How would you like to take a hot shower with me? One where we don’t have to become a contortionist to be in there at the same time?”
She grinned and nodded. “I’d love to know what that’s like.”
Chuckling, I eased away from her, got up, and hauled her to her feet. Walking her into the bathroom, I was at peace with my new life. There were only a few things that would make it perfect, and those would happen soon, I hoped.
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Hours later, we were all gathered in the common room after having filled our bellies with dinner. I smiled at the way Imani and Milan were playing with Howler and Clutch’s kids. Atticus and Cale were Clutch and Lainey’s boys. They were twelve and ten. Howler and Ryan had two girls, Sparrow, who was eleven, and Phaedra, who was nine. Their son, Prewitt, was the youngest of them all at seven. All of them seemed to be getting along well.
Carnage and I had excused ourselves, leaving our women with Lainey and Ryan. Those two seemed thrilled to have more old ladies. It had been the two of them for the longest time. Maybe with Carnage and I settling down, it would be the beginning of more brothers doing it. I was looking forward to presenting Zisa to my mom when she came for Shain and Daredevil’s wedding in a few weeks.
However, before that, there was one item on my list I planned to check off tonight. Carnage was doing the same. While we’d been gone, the club had ordered property cuts for Shantel and Zisa as requested. There would be no more of them running around without the protection of our names for all to see. Howler had ordered them for us.
When we came back to the common room for dinner, he’d taken us aside and showed them to us. We’d hidden them in Carnage’s office until it was time to give them to the women. Reentering the common room, Rowdy yelled for everyone to get quiet. He knew what was about to happen. The kids even quieted. Without hesitation, I walked over to Zisa and Carnage to Shantel. We held out our hands, which they took, allowing us to help them stand from their seats. They wore puzzled expressions.
“Close your eyes,” I told my woman.
“You, too,” Carnage told his.
“What’re you doing?” Zisa asked me.
“What in the world?” Shantel asked.
“Just do it,” Carnage told them.
They closed their eyes. Once they were, we took our other arms out from behind our backs. I unfolded Zisa’s cut and then walked behind her. Everything I did, Carnage mirrored. We slipped the armholes over their wrists and slid their cuts up onto their shoulders. I heard Zisa gasp. As soon as they were in place and we were facing them again, we said, “Open your eyes.”
Zisa’s eyes flew open, and she glanced down. Her breath caught as she saw her cut. On the front was her name. I knew a lot of clubs used nicknames, but we decided to stick to their names. We didn’t need to be the same as everyone else.
“I love it,” she whispered as she stroked the leather. I wasn’t paying attention to what Shantel and Carnage were saying other than she seemed to like hers, too.
“Would you like to see the back?” I asked. She nodded. I helped her remove it and turned it so I could hold it up for her. Across the back was Devil’s Regulators MC , which I was always proud to see, but the words that meant even more this time were Property of Moose . She gave a happy clap and then took it away from me, slipping it back on before kissing me. Cheers and hoots rang out as the club congratulated us. When they were done, I sat there with a huge grin for the rest of the evening, holding my old lady and thinking of our future.
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We were home two days before Maestro texted Carnage and me. I was back to work at Regulators’ Refinements, our machining business. Refinements was a play on the word machining. We thought it fit and was kinda clever. Carnage was back to work on everything a president did, which was a helluva lot. Luckily, Rowdy had kept up on it while he was gone, so he wasn’t snowed under.
Maestro: Need you two to stop by my office at the clubhouse after work. Say 6?
Me: I can be there. What’s up?
Carnage: Will do. Should we come sooner?
Maestro: No, 6 is good. I have information you’ll like. SYL
Me: SYL
Carnage: Later
It was all I could do to finish the rest of the day. I was anxious to know what information he had. He was working on a few things specifically for us, or it could be something else I had no clue about. With him, it was hard to tell.
This morning, I’d left Zisa at the clubhouse, working in her temporary office. She’d been beyond happy with the room they gave her to use. They didn’t just clear it out. They set up a desk and multiple shelving units so she could store her merchandise there. They also had a long table set up so she could package her orders. She and I set up her printer and laptop there last night.
Shantel planned to spend the day getting the girls to their first day of school and searching for a job, I heard from Zisa. I wondered if Carnage would eventually be able to convince her not to work. He’d grumbled that she’d worked enough to last a lifetime and didn’t need to. They were both strong-willed, so it was a toss-up as to who would win.
I was fortunate with my job. We had Refinements on our property in the unfenced area of the compound. This allowed us to have people coming and going without exposing our club and families to everyone, which meant it took me mere minutes to get to work every day. I could’ve walked it, but what self-respecting biker would do that when he could ride? When we closed for the day, I was home in no time.
Since I had a bit of time to kill until six o’clock, I stopped to see how Zisa was doing and to get a kiss. I’d missed her even though we texted some during the day. She knew I had a meeting, and then we’d get dinner. I wasn’t sure if we’d go out to eat or eat as a family at Carnage’s. I let the women decide that. Last night, we had dinner that Zisa and her mom cooked at their house.
I found her in her office. She jumped when I walked in. “Oh, you scared me. Is it quitting time already?” she asked as she glanced at her phone and then got up to greet me with a hug and kiss. I waited until I got a good taste of her before I answered.
“It is, but if you want to keep working until I get done with my meeting, go ahead. Are we eating at your mom’s again or headed to town?”
“I hope you don’t mind, but I thought we’d join them again tonight to hear how the girls’ day went. I don’t plan for us to do it every night. I don’t mind cooking for us in the clubhouse kitchen or occasionally eating out.”
“I don’t care as long as you don’t. Except be warned, if you cook in the kitchen, be sure to guard it. The starving wolves around here will try and steal it. Anything not to eat their own cooking. The bunnies sometimes cook, but they’re not the best, so just a warning.”
We hadn’t allowed the bunnies around the first few nights, so they hadn’t been seen. She and Shantel knew we had them, that they would be around, and that they knew not to do anything sexual if children were present. To earn their keep, bunnies helped clean, cook, and do laundry for the single guys, as well as have sex. I knew our old ladies weren’t excited at the idea, but they hadn’t thrown a fit about them.
“Well, if the guys play their cards right, Mama and I won’t mind cooking every so often for everyone. Do Lainey and Ryan ever cook?”
“Sometimes, though mostly, they do it on special occasions and holidays. You don’t have to do it for everyone unless you want to.”
“We like to cook and bake, so it’s not a big deal. Tell me how your day went while we wait for your top-secret meeting,” she teased.
I told her earlier it was just me, Carnage, and Maestro. I gave her the highlights of my day, which I wound up doing in time to go see Maestro. I told her after dinner that I wanted to hear about her day. One more kiss, and then I dragged myself away. When I got to Maestro’s lair, Carnage was waiting. I knew I wasn’t late. He kicked a chair toward me. I took it after shutting the door.
“About time you got here. What did you do? Stop to kiss your woman,” Carnage grumbled.
I kicked the leg of his chair. “Like you didn’t do the same thing,” I accused. His grin told me I was right.
“Lord, it’s getting sickeningly sweet in here. Let me tell you what I found so you can leave before I get a toothache,” Maestro groused. We both gave him the middle finger, causing him to go from a mock frown to chuckling.
“Alright, so I’m sorry this has taken so long. I got diverted by finding a place for Zuri and then starting the search for Penn. Anyway, I have news I believe you’re gonna love about Zisa’s ex, Marius Cooper. For a cop, he sure isn’t as clean as he should be.”
“I knew it!” I said.
“Yeah, it seems Cooper isn’t a Boy Scout. I can’t find proof that he ever killed anyone, but he’s done other things. From what I’ve learned, I have suspicious activities that point to him tampering with evidence and bribing and intimidating witnesses. There are rumors that he’s used his uniform to coerce women into having sex with him in order to get out of tickets or being arrested.”
My ire started to climb, not that I was shocked. He kept going.
“I’m afraid that he didn’t just cheat on Zisa once, Moose. He did it consistently. She was lucky she figured it out early. Since she dumped him, he’s been seen with other women. Some he dated for a short time, but he’s never forgotten Zisa. She’s the only woman ever to dump him, I think. He’s been biding his time, thinking he’d eventually get her back. Then, a dirty biker came along and stole her. He can’t stand that.” He winked and snickered at the dirty biker part.
“Do you have anything else? Anything we can use to make him stay away for good?” I asked. I wasn’t confident Marius would leave us alone just because we lived in another state.
“I do. It seems that he’s been taking bribes, too—ones to look the other way or to lose evidence when it came to drugs and prostitution. Guess who one of his biggest payers is?”
I sat forward. “Please tell me it’s Penn.”
“Bingo. He’s not the only one, but yes, Cooper has been a pseudo-friend to Penn since before he dated Zisa.”
“And do you have proof that if it was sent to, say, the district attorney, he’d be arrested and more than likely serve time for a while?” Carnage asked. Maestro’s smile and nod told us he did.
While I wanted to permanently prevent Marius from interfering in our lives, what Maestro shared wasn’t enough to warrant killing him. However, an arrest and subsequent jail would prevent him from ever being able to serve as an officer. It would be hard for him to get a job in most areas with a criminal record. I could live with that.
“How soon can you have it put together and sent anonymously to the appropriate people? Marius knows she left town and where we live because of our cuts and driver’s licenses. He won’t be able to stay away long,” I added.
“Agreed,” Carnage said.
“I can have it sent by Friday. I want to be sure to send it not only to the DA but also to the chief of police and one more, in case any of them are dirty like him. We don’t want him to wiggle out of it.”
“Send it to Detective Hugo Silva. He struck us as honest, and he doesn’t exactly like Marius,” Carnage told Maestro.
“Will do. Now, since Penn was brought up. I’m still digging, but everything I have points to him being a brute and an animal. He’s forced numerous women and girls into prostitution. He gets them hooked on drugs and then pimps them out. If they try to escape, he beats them and worse. Sometimes, he kills them. I’m still finding out stuff, but based on what I know already, he’s a prime candidate for the Devil’s Pilgrimage,” our computer wizard said joyously.
Carnage and I exchanged grins and fist bumps. The Devil’s Pilgrimage was what we called sending someone to meet the devil, to kill and send them to hell to be tormented for eternity. You had to be a truly awful human being to warrant this.
I was elated that there would be one less monster on the streets, especially one who threatened my family. “What’re we waiting for? Let’s go eliminate the bastard,” I insisted.
“We can’t. It seems he’s gone off the grid since Zuri escaped him. I’m listening for chatter so we know when he resurfaces. When he does, we can go for it.”
“If he’s off the grid, he could be headed here or already nearby,” Carnage stated.
“True, but there’s no way to know. I’m looking into anyone he might be close to who owes him, or he could force to hide or help him. He’s a wily fucker, but I’ll get him. I just can’t say when,” Maestro said angrily.
“Hey, we know you will. Until then, keep doing what you’re doing. We’ll keep guards on the women and kids until he’s caught. Thanks, man. I appreciate it,” I told him as I stood up. I held out my hand, and we shook on it. Carnage joined in. We exchanged a few more words and left him to get back to whatever he had planned.
As we left, I checked my phone. I’d gotten a text while we were with Maestro. It was from Zisa telling me she’d meet me at Carnage’s house. I showed it to him. As we walked over, I told him what was on my mind.
“I don’t think we should worry them with what we’re gonna do to Marius. They can learn about it after he’s been arrested. As for Penn, they don’t need to know what he’s done or that he’s in hiding. If we tell them that, they’ll be terrified.”
“They might, but how will we explain having guards with them and that they’re not allowed to leave the compound without someone?”
“Shit, I don’t know. Maybe we tell them that we’re wary that Marius may come here and we don’t want him to bug them, so to give us peace of mind, we don’t want them alone. It’s kinda true, just not all of it.”
“We could, but are you afraid they’ll worry or that they’ll go after Penn themselves? They hate the man, but when they find out what else he’s done, they’ll want him dead,” Carnage said.
“Can’t it be both? I don’t want his blood to be on their hands. That’s what we’re for. It’s why we’re the Devil’s Regulators. But I’ll go with whatever you think is best, Pres.”
He mulled it over as we finished the trek. When we made it to his front door, he halted me before entering. “We tell them we want to be cautious because both men have an axe to grind. In order to do that, they need to have guards anytime they leave here. It’s non-negotiable. We’ll tell them we’re working to find a way to remove them as threats. If they ask more, tell them Maestro is working on it. We’ll update the rest of the members tomorrow evening in church.”
I agreed, not having a better idea. As we entered the house, I put on a smile. When we got to the kitchen, Milan and Imani greeted us with hugs. I allowed the happiness to push the thoughts of those two bastards to the back of my mind. It was family time. Our women kissed us and then got back to finishing dinner. The girls had already set the table, so all we did was wash our hands and help carry bowls and platters to the table.
Carnage and I listened to both girls tell us all about how their first day went. It seemed they liked their new school and had eaten lunch with a couple of other kids they hoped would become their friends. It helped that the other Regulator children were in the same grade and middle school. At least they knew someone.