Page 11 of Demon's Savior
Entrusting my V.P. to handle anything that occurs, I head towards my office in the rear of the clubhouse. Closing the door to my office and locking it, I grab a beer out of the mini-fridge and take a seat behind my desk. I try to collect my thoughts, taking a breather before I make this call. I'm brought back to my conversation with Kira.
I can't believe that prick would hurt someone as sweet and beautiful as her.
Sighing, I push my thoughts to the back of my mind, pull a burner phone from the desk drawer, and head for the only secure place in the clubhouse, the safe room. I had this room built a couple of years back after the club pulled a major job that caught the attention from the Feds, so now this is the place I go to handle important calls.
"Demon, I've been waiting on your call," says J.D., president of the North Carolina chapter of Demons United MC. "Long time, no see, man. We need to have a cookout soon."
"Yeah man, we’ll do that after we take care of this problem." Sighing, my thoughts are on what Kira has endured with this prick and the cops not doing anything about it.
"What type of problem is this?" he asks.
Making sure he hasn't seen the same type of heat our chapter is, I question his surroundings. "J.D. are you secure?"
"Of course, Demon," he answers without hesitation.
"Deep pockets and important connections type of problem," I say, running my hand through my hair and taking a swig of beer.
"What do you need?"
I think about that prick’s face when he realizes who the fuck he's dealing with. "First, I need for you to send a little message on behalf of Demons United and make it a good one. The info will be hand delivered to you tomorrow. And by hand delivered to you, that means put in your hands only, J.D. I’ll also need protection for my family in three days, for however long I takes to handle this shit."
"Do you need reinforcements?"
"If your guys are up for it, but I'm not forcing your boys into anything. Your chapter, your decision." I take another gulp of beer.
"Anything you need, Demon. Your family is our family, so they are safe here. Handle your shit. See you guys in three days."
I end the call, step out of the safe room and head out of the office. I stop when Mike approaches me.
"Demon man, can I talk to you?"
"Yeah, Mike, what's up?" I find myself unable to focus on the conversation as the weight of the events starts to catch up with me. My only thoughts at this moment are about sleep.
"Listen, D, if I knew that was your family, I wouldn't have acted like that. Tell the girls I'm sorry and they have my loyalty as if they were my blood.”
"I accept your apology, man, but you have to tell them yourself." Patting him on the back, I walk off. There's nothing I can do for him concerning his actions, besides not killing him myself. That’s his problem, and he has to deal with it himself.
I yell out as I head out the door, "Razor, I'm heading out. I'll be here first thing in the morning. We got some planning to do once we arrive at the beach house. Make sure you asses lock up!"
When I finally arrive home, I greet the men that I have placed around for protection. These guys, the members of Demon United regardless of chapter, will do anything for this club and the families of its members. I do not doubt that I can sleep soundly with them watching out for mine.
I unlock the door and walk in. The house is dark and silent. I love the sound of complete nothingness, and I head to my room to prepare for the long days to come. There’s no telling what will happen when we deal with this prick.
I strip out of the grungy clothes of the day, step into the shower, and enjoy the sensation of the steaming hot water cascading down my body, loosening my tense muscles as thoughts of Kira enter my head. Since my ex, nobody has captured my attention...until now. Instantly, my dick twitches and swells.
I imagine her smooth chocolate skin against my body. The contrast of our skin only adds to the hardness of my erection. The thought of her long legs, thick thighs, curvy hips, and perfect round breasts arouse me even further. God, how I wish I could suck and lick every inch of her body.
Slowly, my hand sinks to my hard cock. I start to move my hand back and forth over and over, painfully slow, wishing it was her luscious mouth providing me pleasure.
Releasing a groan, I imagine her hand gripping my cock, providing her hot, wet mouth with help as my pleasure intensifies. As I rub the pre-cum from the crown of my dick and continue to run my hand upwards and down, swirling my palm across the top, I imagine she runs her tongue up the base of my cock then slowly takes me in her mouth completely, gazing up at me with her deep brown eyes.
I increase my speed and pressure, continue picturing what the dark-skinned goddess in the room down the hall could do to me, and I reach my euphoric climax, releasing in my hand with a grunt.
I lean my body back on the shower wall trying to catch my breath.
Shit, this girl is going to be a problem.
As I come down off my sexual high, I finally wash the grime of the day as well as cum from my body. I step out of the shower into my room and pull my boxers on when a scream echoes through the house. Running to my nightstand, I grab my gun and run out the door down the hall. She screams again. I take the safety off the gun and run into Kira’s room. She's curled up in the bed, covering her body as if she is protecting herself.
