Page 15 of From the Darkness

I scrub my hand over my head. Fuck, I haven’t been paying attention. I have no clue what was discussed.

I know that they are going to evoke the ‘one punch’ rule.

The ‘one punch’ rule is that each patched board member gets one punch, anywhere on my body, and as hard as they want.

“Fuck, guys, sorry. What are we voting on?” I ask.

“First on the agenda is what we are going to do about Sweet cheeks revelations. She’s trying to set you and a few of the other members of the club up on some bullshit charges, and she thinks we don’t know what she is doing? Geek has the tracker in the syringe ready. We need to decide who is going to get that bitch drunk enough that when things naturally progress to the fuck room, it will be as easy as letting her crash after the orgasm and injecting her. Then we need to set up a meet with the other clubs to find out if they know anything about the little pissant club that’s been setting the fires around here. So, your vote on the two of them?” Eagle states and then he taps the table with his knuckles.

“Okay, Sweet cheeks issue. If I agree to pretend to suck up to the dumb bitch’s ass, will it get me out of the one punch? I’ll take her to the bar and start doing shots with her and promise her a night of just my cock. I won’t be going anywhere near that skank, though, so you better have the tracker in the fuck room ready for me to inject her. I am assuming it’s like using a diabetic needle?” I ask, and Coin nods.

They all agree, but I catch Eagle’s look. His eyes are burning with fire, and I know what he is thinking. He has to know that I don’t want anything to do with anyone that isn’t Fire.

I make a mental note to pull him aside and let him know that I am still on board with going after Amelia together. But I just didn’t want our date to be marred by me being bruised and sore from the one punch. I want tonight to be the start of our relationship.

“Yo, Drills, Geek is waiting for you in the surveillance room, “Gears shouts.

I walk over to the door, not knowing if I should go to Eagle first or hit up Gears.

My mind is made up for me when Sweet cheeks walks in like she owns the place. She walks up to Digger at the bar and demands he make her a fruity drink.

“Bitch, I’m not your motherfucking slave. You have a few choices. You can have whiskey, tequila, rum, or beer. You want water, the taps are in the bathroom. You want a fruit drink, then march your ass out there and find it,” Digger yells in her face and keeps his hand pointed to the front door.

I head to the back where Geek is waiting. Before I get the chance to walk into the room, I hear Sweet cheeks screech at the top of her lungs, “I am an important person in this shithole.”

I shake my head and pull the door open. Geek has some chick on her knees, and I know that she is sucking his cock by the up and down motion of her head. I clear my throat and watch as Geek’s head pops up, and he taps the chick’s head before saying, “Mally baby, stand up for a bit. I just have to give my President some stuff and a little instruction. Go in the bar, and I’ll come and get you in a few, yeah?”

“Your new. You need to pass on the needle dick prospects? I’m sure other patched members would love to take a ride on that banging ass of yours,” I state and watch in fascination as Geek pulls her behind him and growls.

“Sorry, Pres, this one is off limits and all mine. This is my wife, Malinda Monroe,” Geek states.

I quirked my eyebrows and make a ‘humph’ sound. I had no clue that Geek was married.

“You make sure she is put on your paperwork that you are married. If something happens, then she will be taken care of by the Brotherhood. You need to make a choice if she stays civilian or we welcome her into the fold when you patch over,” I state and take the oblong box on his desk into my hand.

“Is this good to go?” I ask, shaking the box.

He nods and states, “Yeah, you're good. As soon as she passes out, you need to inject her under her hair. That way, when she comes to, it feels like someone was pulling her hair.”

“Enjoy your time, prospect. Nice meeting you, sweetheart,” I say and then turn to the door.

I need to go to Eagle. I need him on board with me. I need his help to keep sweet cheeks focused on me and not the surrounding people. It needs to look like I only want her.

Chapter Twelve

Eagle

“That a motherfucking cock sucker!” I grumble out into my room.

I thought he agreed to be with Amelia and only her. We just finished that conversation right before we met her for the most amazing sex I have had. She was all tight around my fingers, and I know my cock will fit perfectly.

Why the fuck did he have to go and agree to be that stupid bitch’s drunk date? I mean, how will you get the skank smell off?

Doesn’t he realize that she is going to want his cock?

“FUCK!” I roar into the room.

Knock … Knock Knock… Knock.

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