Page 43 of No Mercy

When Hawk was out of the booth he reached deep into his pocket, pulled out a black wallet, opened it, and pulled out a few bills. He tossed them onto the table.

“Let’s move.”

Chapter 23

Rock

I was thankful for the shortness of Allie’s little dress the moment I felt the heat of her cunt up against my backside. It was scorching, and it kept my dick fucking hard on the ride home. She’d ridden to Ruby’s with Audra and Carol but I’d insisted on taking her home on the back of my bike. I wanted her with me where I could protect her. And I liked the feel of her arms wrapped around me, her body up tight against my back, her legs against the back of mine.

The thought of another man’s hands on Allie turned me into a jealous monster. She’d said he hadn’t touched her, but his threatening words implied that he would if he got the chance. Ned and Bullet had been run off the road by Blue Knights earlier, sending Bullet to the hospital with serious head and internal injuries. Ned was covered in scrapes and bruises from the impact of hitting the asphalt before rolling into a ditch. Thank fuck they’d been exiting the highway when the ambush had happened. Their speed was considerably less than it would have been had they been attacked on the highway.

Thank fuck both brothers had been knocked unconscious. That had probably saved their lives. Blue Knights had no reason to outright kill them, all they’d wanted was the merchandise in the truck Ned and Bullet had been following, yet Lynch had warned us that they weren’t afraid to use lethal force when necessary. According to the driver of the truck, Blue Knights had forced him to pull over, had pulled him out and then taken off with the merchandise, leaving the driver, Ned, and Bullet on the side of the road.

Our clients would expect retribution, and because we’d been on protection duty we’d be expected to pay them for their lost merchandise. It was a clause in our verbal contracts and kept us from losing regulars for future runs. It was a win win for them, a fucking loss for us, thanks to the Blue Knights.

They had balls showing up in our territory.

Halfway home I debated about bringing Allie back to the club with me. I didn’t like the thought of leaving her at the house alone. She could stay in my room until church was over, and I wouldn’t have to worry about her. It was late, hell, we might even spend the night there.

My turn came up and I zipped right on past. Five minutes later we were pulling into the parking lot of the large, old farm house we’d converted into two successful businesses. A restaurant was located at one end, and Naughty Nights, our bar, at the other. The clubhouse was located around the back of Naughty Nights. Rooms on the second floor were for club members and sweet butts to use when they needed them.

I thought about my clubhouse bed, and prayed that the sheets had been changed since the last time I’d used it. It had been a while, but I knew the last time I’d used the bed it hadn’t been for sleeping, and I hadn’t been alone. I rolled around the back and backed my bike up against the building. It looked like I’d beaten most of the brothers there. Kicking the stand down, I flipped the switch.

“Off, babe.” I offered my hand to assist her.

“You’re not taking me home?” Her eyes met mine once she was off my bike.

A smirk covered my mouth as I watched her yank her dress down. Considering that it stopped at mid-thigh, it didn’t cover much. I’d already seen enough to know that she was wearing a tiny, sexy thong that left nothing to the imagination. “After church.” I brought my leg over the seat of my bike. “I didn’t want to leave you alone at the house.”

“Do you think those men were from Blue Knights?”

I released a heavy breath and took her by the hand. “Time will tell.” I wasn’t going to admit shit that might scare her. My gut told me that the fuckers were either Blue Knights or close friends of theirs, and that they’d been scoping out our women for a reason. It was too much of a coincidence that Blue Knights had intercepted a run and attacked two brothers, and I didn’t believe in fucking coincidences.

I pulled Allie inside the clubhouse, my gaze moving around the room to take in what was going on. It was quiet. A couple of brothers were playing pool. A table of four was deep into a game of poker if the money stacked in the middle of the table was any indication. They each had a beer in front of them, except for BK, he liked the hard stuff. Painter and two other brothers were sitting next to the stripper pole, watching Lynn do her shit. Marnie was behind the bar. The other girls were probably out front entertaining customers.

I took in a breath, hoping Marnie behaved herself. Back in the beginning when Hawk had first showed up with Audra, I’d seen plenty of trouble between him and Sid. She’d mistakenly thought that she’d meant something to Hawk since she’d been the only sweetbutt to relieve him when he needed it, and I’d practically done the same fucking thing with Marnie. The girls knew what they were there for, but if you singled one out you fucked yourself.

I ignored Marnie, though I felt her eyes on me. Some brothers looked over when they heard me come in, acknowledging me with chin lifts, before their gazes went to Allie with blatant curiosity. They’d all heard that she was back, but this was the first time I’d brought her to the clubhouse. I didn’t want their fucking eyes on her because I knew what they’d be thinking. Allie was hot, and I didn’t want to see the lust that would soon overcome their expressions.

I didn’t want to have to punch anyone out.

“Prez has called emergency church, brothers.” I waited until everyone’s attention was back on me. “He’ll be here soon, so be ready.”

I pulled Allie through the room to the stairs that led to my room. So far she’d remained quiet and compliant, but I didn’t expect that to continue. Maybe she was fucking tired and I’d get a break. I opened my door, pulled her into the room, and shut the door behind us.

What the fuck?My bed looked rumpled and messy, just like it had when I’d left it last. It appeared that someone had staged a scene that would cause anyone to be able to draw only one conclusion-- that there’d been some serious fucking activity going on there, and recently. A pillow had been placed in the center of the bed, something I would put under Marnie’s ass to tilt her hips so that I could pound into her deeper, and there was no denying the lingering smell of sex in the air. I was sure the multiple stains on the sheets were fresh. And not mine.

“Fuck you, Rock,” Allie pulled her hand from mine. “Is this what you were doing while I was at the club with the girls? Fucking one of your club whores?” There was anger in her voice.

“I haven’t fucked anyone in this room in a long while.” It was the truth, but for some reason I felt guilty and it pissed me the fuck off. I had nothing to feel guilty about. I hadn’t touched another woman since Fox had located Allie. But even if I had, it was none of her damned business. She’d done her share of keeping me at arm’s length.

Her face was red with anger, her eyes glittering with disgust. She slapped her hands on her hips, obviously not hearing what I’d just said. Otherwise she might have questioned me further. “I’m not a club girl, but maybe you should stick to them, because I’m not going to let you treat me like one.” She made a move toward the door.

Oh, hell no! My hand shot out and I caught her wrist. Our eyes clashed with a mixture of anger and determination. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“Anywhere but here,” she hissed, trying to pull away. “Maybe your club girls don’t mind fucking you in a dirty, fluid-stained bed, but I’m not touching it with a ten-foot pole! Now let me go!” She yanked hard on her wrist, but I wasn’t ready to release her.

“Calm the fuck down−”

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