Page 98 of Hell & Back

Wow. His attention turned to another pregnant woman. This woman looked way too classy to be in a biker club and by the sizeof her belly, she looked like she could deliver at any moment. She was moving slower than Kylie, but ended her trip across the floor in front of Race. He was all smiles as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her like he hadn’t seen her in months. Huh. “That’s definitely not Eve.”

“No. Race and Eve divorced. That’s Bellamy, his new wife. This is their first baby and it’s due toward the end of December. Her first, his fourth.”

“Huh. Imagine that.” He set his sandwich down and said, “I think I might go over and say hi to Race.”

DARREN

As soon as they entered the clubhouse, a familiar feminine squeal pierced his ears. He found her racing across the room, having come from the hallway, where the other old ladies waited. She was moving a little faster than he thought safe for her condition and prayed she didn’t trip. She ran straight for Darren and might have hurt herself if he hadn’t grabbed onto her hips and kept her from crashing into him. With her arms wrapped around his neck, she pulled him down for a scorching hot kiss. It was one hell of a hello. He thought the only thing keeping her from climbing him like a tree was her belly.

Once he released her, he had to laugh as she welcomed Tuck home with the same amount of enthusiasm. He already felt his dick swelling in his pants and wondered if there was a way to get her alone ASAP. Not only was he horny as fuck, but he missed the hell out her. He’d lied to Tuck when he said that he’d taken both pills. He’d only taken one because he didn’t want to be passed out or too groggy to function when they got home. It hadtaken the edge off but holding his woman in his arms brought all his sexual desires roaring to the surface again.

“Welcome home, boys! Hope you don’t mind me keeping your women company.”

Who the hell was this guy? Darren looked to Tuck to see if he had any idea who this gray-haired man with a long scraggly beard was. Tuck shook his head and they both looked to Race. The prez’s genuinely happy smile for Bellamy from only moments ago lost some of its shine after setting eyes on this newcomer. By Race’s reaction, Darren was guessing this wasn’t someone he was happy to see.

“Tinker. When the hell did you get out?” Race stepped forward, keeping Bellamy behind him, to shake this Tinker guy’s hand.

“Eh,” Tinker shrugged a shoulder. “Not that long ago.”

Darren didn’t miss the way Race looked at Maverick over Tinker’s shoulder. “So you’ve been keeping our women company?”

“I was just pointing out who some of the women belonged to when you guys walked in. He remembered Jane and Ginny, but the rest of them are all new faces.” Maverick tried to be a little diplomatic with his explanation.

“Yeah. I ran into them in the kitchen. Oh, and I met that one, too.” He pointed at Kylie. Both Darren and Tuck tensed at that bit of news.

Outwardly, Race might’ve appeared to understand and be cool with it, but anyone who knew him could see he wasn’t thrilled at the idea of Tinker spending any unsupervised time with the old ladies. Good to know. Instinctively, he and Tuck stepped closer together to block the man’s view of Kylie. The fact that she wasn’t elbowing her way between them to see what was going on had to mean that Kylie wasn’t getting a good vibe from the man, either.

Race suggested they find a table and have a seat and a couple of drinks to catch up. He waited until Tinker turned around and was following Maverick toward a table before he shot a quick look toward Darren and Tuck. That was his way of telling them to keep an eye on Bellamy and the rest of the women. Darren gave him a nod and set a hand to Bellamy’s lower back to gently guide her back to toward the other women who had all remained at the opening to the hallway. Even they didn’t seem to care to be anywhere near Tinker.

“If we’d known you were getting out,” Race started as he took a seat. “We would have been there to pick you up.”

Fuck. They’d just eliminated the threat to their club and wouldn’t you know it, another one just walked through the front door. Darren couldn’t wait to get the story about this guy from Race or Maverick. The two of them appeared to know him or were maybe old acquaintances. Watching the man interact with them triggered something in his memory. He could have sworn he’d seen this guy before, but for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out where he’d seen him.

“It’s all right. Mav was just saying you were dealing with some shit. Wish I’d gotten here sooner. Looks like I missed out on all the fun.”

It was like watching a chess game play out before Darren’s eyes. Both Race and Tinker appeared to be going through the motions, trying to be civil, but not actually feeling it. Both didn’t appear to have any trust in the other, but wasn’t ready to call the other one out on it yet.

“Who is this guy?” Tuck whispered to Darren as they guided the women back to the kitchen where the other ladies disappeared.

“No clue.”

“Ginny and Jane said he used to be VP before he went to prison,” Kylie offered quietly.

Darren and Tuck exchanged confused expressions. He remembered the stories of how the club used to be before Race took over. They’d been into selling drugs and guns and lived very violent lives. There was always a war with one club or the other. Dagger said he thought the old president started the wars on purpose to keep the club in constant turmoil. To what end, Darren didn’t know.

Tuck snapped his fingers. “I remember where I’ve seen him now. He’s one of the men in that picture of the founding brothers hanging on the wall in church.”

Well, shit. “You’re right. I remember that picture, too.” Things were worse than he initially thought. With Tinker being a founding member it wasn’t like they could just tell him to get lost. There were certain steps they needed to go through to end his connection with the club.

Tuck stopped them outside the closed kitchen door. “Take Kylie and go. It’s been a really long time since you’ve been with her and I doubt you used the fleshlight.” Tuck grinned like he was enjoying knowing Darren still had that damn sex toy in his pocket. When he hesitated, Tuck added, “I got this. I can watch over the women by myself.”

“You sure?” Darren owed his friend big time.

“Yes, I’m sure. Go.”

“Thanks.” Darren took Kylie by the hand and all but dragged her to their room. He pushed her through the door after getting it unlocked then relocked it behind him. He was on her at once. He had her face cupped in both his hands and his lips slamming down on hers in the span of one breath and the next. The way she responded had him humming his approval. Her hands were all over him trying to get his jacket off, then his shirt. She grew frustrated when she couldn’t get it over his head. They broke apart long enough to get themselves undressed before coming back together once again. He backed her up until her legs hit theedge of the bed then ordered her to climb up to the middle. He took the time to roll on a condom then followed behind her onto the bed. He didn’t stop until he was kneeling between her spread legs.

“Fuck, I love seeing how much you want my cock,” he rumbled. She was so excited her juices were already leaking onto her legs.

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