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Ryker coming to me to ask for his favour made me feel powerful. He'd done it because of my relationship with Dane, as well as my family connections.

If I was this powerful now, I could definitely make this relationship work for me. I could use it to my advantage, as well as Dane's. People would ask Dane for favours because of his connection to me, and vice versa. We could own all of them, as well as each other.

I recalled the power hungry look I saw in Ryker's eyes. That was probably the look I had in mine right now.

Power was heady and I wanted more.

CHAPTER 7

DANE

When I saw Chloe sitting with Ryker, I wanted to grab the back of his head and smash his face into the top of the table.

If he hadn't run off so quickly, I might have given in to the temptation. Lucky for both of us, he did. I didn't like the way he was looking at my woman. If he did it again, he might not be around long enough to regret it.

Not that I thought for a minute she'd be interested in him. That much was obvious from the look on her face, and her body language. To her, this was nothing more than a business transaction. I got the impression she wasn't interested in studying business, but she was better at it than she gave herself credit for. I'd help her work on that.

Something she didn't need to work on, however, was her blowjob skills. Those were perfection. When I told her to suck me off, I half expected her to tell me no. I hadn't expected her to get under the table so quickly, or be so eager.

Just thinking about how fast she moved made me hard as hell again.

Did I regret not telling her to bend over the table so I could fuck her pussy? Only slightly. We had plenty of time for that.

"It must have been good."

I looked up to see Ryker standing in my office doorway, arms crossed like he had the other day. He looked just as smug, but slightly more anxious. I could almost see him thinking, wondering if Chloe told me about their deal.

"It was," I said blandly. "Very good. What could be better than a woman who likes to be on her knees?"

He shrugged. "I can't think of anything. Although, on all fours in front of me is just as good. As long as they're willing, I'll take them any way they come."

"I thought you might," I said. He didn't seem too fussy. As long as he got off, he wouldn't care how it happened. "Did you want something?" I moved around, tidying up my office, stacking approximately seven coffee cups to be taken away for washing.

Correction, eight.

"Chloe told you about our conversation," he stated.

"Did she?" I shrugged. "She might have mentioned something before she slipped under the table."

His Adam's apple bobbed. I could almost see him picturing her doing just that. Let him picture it. As long as he didn't try to re-enact that moment with her, I didn't give a shit.

"I made a deal with her." He was clearly getting frustrated, and not about picturing her sucking my cock. "She was going to speak to you about?—"

"I know what you wanted her to say," I interrupted. "Promising a future favour without knowing what it might be is a massive risk. Are you sure it's one you want to take?”

"I'm sure," he said definitely. "If I need to make a deal with you too…"

Now there was an idea I could get behind. He could owe Chloe a favour and owe me one as well. Who knew what we might need some day?

"If we make a deal, this doesn't negate the one you made with Chloe," I said slowly. "She talked to me about sponsoring you, and she did. I'll sponsor you and I'll go one step further by offering my personal recommendation to the Brotherhood. In return, I get a favour to call upon whenever I need it."

That was as good as saying he was guaranteed membership. We only had a couple of recommendations we could use in our lifetime, and I'd be using up one of those for this. That was a risk I was willing to take. My younger brother would never be interested in joining, he was too busy touring the world with his rock band. Anyone else I knew who was even slightly worthy was already a member, or was standing right in front of me now. I had nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Ryker's eyes widened. "You'd do that for me?"

I snorted. "Fuck no. I'd do it because, between Chloe and me, we'd basically own your ass. You could be very useful to us one day in the future. Think of this as me tucking you into my pocket."

He didn't look like he cared for that analogy very much, but he couldn't argue either. If he wanted this so badly, this was the price he'd have to pay.

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