Page 22 of From the Darkness

Drills

“She is going to try to push us towards that cherry nurse.” Eagle growls. I nod my head I could see it in her eyes. When cherry walked in, her eyes changed and her breathing picked up.

“Her head will be telling her that she isn’t worth the fight. I say fuck that bullshit. Amelia Mackenzie is ours and she, along with every other fucker up in this bitch, will know it.” I state and start up my bike.

The rumble of the engine and vibration beneath my ass brings an ease to my body. I know the wind in my face and my brother at my back will calm my racing brain.

As we pull into the compound, we both take notice that there are a ton of cars in the parking lot.A parking lot that is meant for the club’s bikes.

“What the fuck!” Eagle yells.

I nod and stomp into the clubhouse, making sure that I slam open the door, bringing my thumb and index finger in a circle and placing it against my lower lip and pushing my tongue black I blow. The whistle that sounds is piercing and causes everyone to stop.

On one side of the room, my brothers look pissed. They have formed a barrier around the muffler bunnies, who all look like they have been beaten on. The rest of the room is all chicks that look like they are waiting to get into a nightclub.

“What the flying fuck is going on in this place?” I demand.

“There are my men?” Sweet cheeks purrs and struts across the floor like she owns the place.

Eagle steps up and sends me a look that says if she tries shit, I’m done.

She gets to within a few feet and launches herself at me.I have very little time to react before she clings to my waist like I’m some sort of Tree that she wants to climb.

“What in the ever-loving fuck is going on here?” I growl.

She tries the seductive giggle thing, and it sounds like a cat trying to bring up a hairball.

“Silly, I invited my girlfriends to the party,” she says, then she tries to kiss me.

As I jerk my head back, staring into her face. Her eyes are closed, and her lips are jutting out like she is a baboon trying to kiss you.

Eagle chuckles behind me and I turn to look at him like he is the one that put her up to it.

“Who the fuck said that you can have people at my clubhouse, bitch?” Eagle demands.

“I’m your goddamned old lady. That’s who fucking said. If you want any piece of your body in any spots on my body, then you better watch your tone.” She growls as she untangles herself from me and slides down my body.

“You dumb bitch, what in the fuck makes you think that we claimed your stank ass. We fucked you along with every other guy in this place. We never ever took your name to the table, other than to say you suck like a vacuum cleaner.” Eagle growls at her.

She takes a menacing step towards Eagle and her voice drops low before she states the next sentence, “If you ever think of referring to me. NO! If for one fucking second you think you can call me a bitch and not be stabbed in the dick with my heel, then think again. I am your old lady, and you will stay faithful to me, and you will worship the ground I walk on.” She finishes with a stab of her nail, which is like a talon into the leather of Eagle vest.

The look in Eagle’s eyes means he is ready to snap. Which causes me to step in between them. “Luc, go get a drink, dude. I’ll handle this issue.” I say and point towards the bar.

“Sweet cheeks, word to the wise. You are not our old lady, there has never been any mention on us claiming you, someone else yes, you not on your life,” I say to her before I let the bitch know to clean up and get out.

It didn’t take Lucas long to get completely drunk and stumble off to his room. I followed him cause the vultures were surrounding him with their talons out. I made sure that his room was locked, and the fucker was lying on his stomach. I have never seen him so drunk. Well, at least he hasn’t been this drunk for a while.

I am now sitting here on a stool talking with Scribbles, when I feel a hand run up my inner thigh, looking down I notice the burnt orange nail polish that looked like a two-year-old did it on the wrist are the plastic bands that elementary kids wear, and the smallest tits encased in a top that reads ‘your next baby Momma’.

“Your hand continues any further and it will be broken.” I state. I don’t give a shit who this chick thinks she is or that Sweet cheeks is behind her watching her ass.

“Drills, I’d thought we would share her. She is fresh meat, totally new to this life and ready to hand over herself to anyone I say,” Sweet cheeks whispers.

“How’s this? You take the sweet cherry over to the ‘let loose’ room and get started,” I say with absolutely no tone to my voice.

There is no way that I will be joining those two stank ass twats now. I have Fire in my sights, and she will be between me and Lucas. She will be the only one that gets my dick hard.

Chapter Eighteen

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