Man Of Steel Page 8

  After getting off the phone I went in search of lily, who claimed she needed a head start on the day. What the fuck she needed to do was anybody’s guess. She was already done in the bath so I headed for the shower. I guess there wasn’t going to be any early morning nookie for yours truly. She was puttering around the bedroom hopping from leg to leg as she tried to put on her shoes and her earrings at the same time. That’s some female shit if I ever saw any.

  She was wearing a new outfit, which was to be expected. For some reason whenever she was going to be around strange women she went all out on the beauty front. I kept telling her that she had no competition but apparently it wasn’t about me, it was some secret female shit that all women had going on.

  “You’re looking very un-doctor-like over there doc.”

  “You like?” She turned and showed me her ass in the tight low riders, which she knew would make me fuck stupid. I grunted or something close to it until my eyes caught sight of her lower back. “Lily what the fuck? Come here.” she sauntered over to me and I pulled her the rest of the way in by her waistband before turning her around. “What did I tell you about this shit?”

  There was ink in her back, now I wasn’t born on the back of a bike and everything I do isn’t about being part of an MC. I have other likes and dislikes outside of that shit and one of my dislikes is my woman having marks of any kind on her skin.

  “It’s not real, calm down. Can’t you see it looks all healed over and everything? how was I supposed to have done that without you knowing?” She had a point, ink takes a while to heal up and shit. Now that I knew it wasn’t real I took the time to study it. She had my name Blade written in cursive with some sort of curlicue design surrounding it.

  I put her up on the bed on her knees and reached around in front of her and lowered her zipper before pushing her pants down to her knees. “Hayden.”

  “Shh, it’ll be fine I promise I won’t take long.” I pulled her thongs to the side and ran the head of my already hard cock up and down her slit before sinking in. “Oh yeah.” My hand went to her hair and I fisted it into a ponytail, while my other arm went around her middle to pull her back on my cock.

  “Um, um, um.” Her cries grew in volume as I pounded away at her without mercy, going after her cervix when she started juicing nicely. It was the only time I could do that without causing her unnecessary pain. I fucked into her cervix until I felt the tight ring snap around my cockhead. Now the fun begins. Holding myself there I pulled on her clit hard, she trembled and rocked back trying to take the last few inches into her.

  “You’ll hurt quit it.” She was too far-gone to give a fuck and I gave her what she wanted. If her pussy hurt later I’ll take care of it. I looked down at my name scrawled across her back and something strange happened to me. I never knew that seeing that shit would make me go blind with lust.

  This wasn’t just your average everyday lust though. I think I went crazed for a minute while the haze covered my eyes. I pulled back from her cervix and then went back in a little harder this time but still not enough to cause her pain, not yet.

  I kept that up for a while teasing in and out of her cervix until I was sure she could take what I was about to do. Pulling back almost all the way I slammed back into her hard as fuck. She came with a scream. I came, and came, like there was no end in sight. “I think you should make it permanent.” I leaned over her back and whispered in her ear before pulling out. “Told you it wouldn’t take long.”

  “You’re a fiend Hayden, I think you moved something that time.” I rubbed her tummy to ease the discomfort but I knew she’d enjoyed that shit because her pussy was still throbbing.

  She hopped down off the bed two minutes later when she could finally move. I was already up heading for the en suite to get a washcloth. “Where’re you going?” I stopped her in her tracks as she headed to the bathroom.

  “I have to clean up, I can’t go to the BBQ with you leaking out of me.”

  “Two things, one, when I shoot into your cervix there’s hardly ever any leakage and two, there’s going to be a lot of unknowns there today, I want my scent on you.” I threw her top to her and went about cleaning myself up.

  There was one more thing I needed to take care of before we left and I was hoping it didn’t start any shit. I’d saved it for the last minute because; fuck if I know. Women are unpredictable so this shit could go either way.

  “You know Deanna’s gonna be there with Holly right? So I need you to please just stay out of her way.” I saw the tensing of the spine and the squaring of the shoulders and figured I’d stepped in it. There was never an easy way to deal with this situation, no matter how I dealt with this shit I always end up being the bad guy, when all I’m trying to do is keep the peace.

  “Why doesn’t she stay out of my way?” Oh she was furious alright.

  “Why is it that every time we are going to be in the same air space as your ex you pull this shit? Why don’t I do us all a favor and stay home?” She tugged her top off over her head as she spat obscenities at me. My little Ivy- league grad knows three or four languages and the little well brought up society belle knows all the cuss words in those languages.

  I didn’t have the first clue what she was calling me this time but I knew she was pissing me off with her shit.

  “Put your clothes back on Lily we don’t have time for this shit.”

  “No I’m not going, how dare you stick up for your ex over me?”

  “What the fuck? How pray tell am I picking up for her. Today there’s gonna be a lot of shit going down, things could get sticky if cool heads don’t prevail. I’m asking you as my woman to chill the fuck down and stay out of her way because you and I both know that she’s chafing because of the engagement and there’s a good bet that she might mouth off about it.”

  “I don’t see why she even has to be there if you want to know the truth.” Is this same woman I was just buried balls deep in? How the fuck did we get form there to here? if I’d said that same thing to a male they would’ve understood and seen my side no question.

  “You know that she and Jackie are friends, they were friends before you and I even met. Holly’s gonna be there, she’s bringing Holly over it’s as simple as that. She’s not coming there for me and even of she was I’m not interested and you should know that by now. I’m simply asking you for the sake of peace to steer clear of her that’s all. I know you’re not the one who starts shit, but I also know that if she pushes too hard you won’t back down either. All I’m saying is walk the fuck away. Now come here.”

  She took her sweet time making her way over to me but I let her slide. I pulled her in and held her until she calmed the fuck down enough for me to kiss her. “You okay now my little hellion?” She blushed pink and hid her face in my chest. “Yes, but you’re gonna have to make it up to me for hurting me feelings, culo.” I know what that shit means.

  There was already a fuck load of bikes lining the street leading up to Jake’s place. The driveway had been left clear for my guys and I, along with Jake’s team. There was music coming from around the side of the house along with children’s laughter. The guys were following Stephanie and her mom over and should be here soon.

  There were a few members from the three crews here already and of course the men were posturing like ten year olds. I caught Jake’s attention and he walked over with a beer in hand. I wasn’t planning on having too much because I needed to keep a clear head and I tried not to imbibe when Lily was on the back of my ride.

  The three heads beat me here it looked like with their henchmen in tow. This shit was beginning to feel like a mafia sit-down or some fuck. “How’s the atmosphere Jake?” I took a sip of my beer and watched Lily across the yard yakking with Jackie and some other women that I didn’t know. Women are strange fucking creatures that way, they can meet and strike up conversations like long lost friends. Men not so much, especially not this bunch.

  “They’re cool.” Long-winded fucker.
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  We walked over to get things moving since the guys were all sectioned off in their own groups. “Shamus, Jared, Slash.” I greeted each man with a pound and stood back to see who was gonna set shit off.

  “”Blade.” Shamus was the eldest one here, as head of the Hellraisers he’s been doing this shit for a minute and he looked it. He was a true throwback to the bikers of old. With the foot long greying beard and the beer gut to go with it. He was getting up there in age but word was he was still the wrong motherfucker to mess with.

  Jared probably had a few years on me. He led the Outlaws and though he was tatted up from head to toe with bulging muscles, he didn’t have that hard look to him yet. I think he used to be an attorney or some shit in his past life. It was left to be seen what, if anything he could bring to the table. That was whole purpose of this little get together after all; to pool our resources.

  Slash, the head of the Invaders was in his late twenties and with his white blonde hair shaved close and his tats and piercings on full display, he was a cross between the other two. From my quick once over of the men they’d brought with them it seemed each crew had a theme. Wish the fuck I could get my boys to be this uniformed. Deke would probably kill me in my sleep if I tried to get him to wear anything other then leather and Stryder was a GQ model wanna be. So not happening.

  “We doing this now or you guys need some time?”

  “Nah I think we’re all ready.” Shamus spoke for the others and Jake nodded his head in the direction of the far side of the backyard where he had a table set up. I shook my head no when Deke and Stryder started to follow me. The others could have their shadows follow if they liked but this was my turf. I didn’t feel the need to flex my muscles, not yet anyway.

  The boys weren’t too pleased but they stood down, though they stayed close. What the fuck am I? Their grandfather or some shit? I ignored them and headed over to the table where the others waited. I was the picture of relaxed, but I was ready for anything; just because these fuckers claimed they came in peace that didn’t mean I was about to let my guard down. The U.N. has been holding peace talks for fucking ever before two factions and that shit was in Nowheres land.

  I sat back and waited for one of them to talk, after all they were the ones that needed to sell me on the idea of letting them in. My deal here today was to make sure that they understood what it would mean if we accepted them. I wasn’t power boating but I wasn’t about to play fast and loose with this shit either. Too much was at stake for me to be anything but hard with this shit.

  Once again Shamus took the lead. “So what is it that you guys do anyway?”

  “A lot.” What the fuck?

  “I mean what exactly is it that you do on a day to day. We’ve only got the bare bones of the operation and if we’re gonna be getting on board we need to know just what it is that we’d be getting into.”

  “Here’s the deal, this shit is serious. What we do is offer protection where it’s needed but there’s a lot more to it than that. We have our hands full with a whole slew of shit from security detail to relocation etc. etc. etc. Now the only reason I’m even contemplating letting you guys in the door is because we’re stretched thin. This thing has taken off and become huge. We’re getting request from states all over the map not to mention internationally. We try not to turn anyone away.

  Sometimes there’s more than one complaint at a time and since I don’t believe in short changing one to take care of another, we could use the extra help. We don’t need it but we could use it. The other thing that you guys need to know.” Here I looked at each one of them with my ‘don’t fuck with me’ expression.

  “We run this shit like the army, there’s no stone left unturned and every situation is handled with care from beginning to end. Any questions?”

  I’ve got one. How do you choose who you help?” Slash sat forward with his elbows on the table.

  “We don’t, they choose us. Here’s how it works, we get a call or email or what the fuck ever. The first thing we do is make sure it’s legit. With that we either do a background check or send a few guys out to scout the area. Once we’ve ascertained that we’re really needed a team heads out right away. Some cases are more serious then others, some might take days some weeks. Here’s where you guys come in. All of you have chapters in other states that can be deployed if need be. But understand anyone interested in joining us have to go through the training.

  This shit is about more than riding around looking tough, they need to know how to deal with victims of abuse along with some other training that we have in place. There’s no grand standing and no fighting for supremacy, this is the Hellions deal plain and simple anyone don’t like that can walk now. We’ve been doing this shit for a couple years now and we pretty much have shit on lock, we can always use new blood and we’re always open to ideas. But nothing goes down on one of our cases without coming through me. When there’re too many chiefs and not enough Indians shit gets FUBAR.”

  I noticed Flash and Jared to a lesser extent flexing but that shit didn’t faze me one bit. I wasn’t about to fuck around with this shit and get an innocent killed. When we ran an Op it was combed over in minuet detail from beginning to end, no room for fuck ups. From the time we hit the ground running everything was in place.

  There was no last minute calls saying I can’t make it something came up. Or any of the other bullshit slackers got away with in the ‘real world’. Each man had a part to play that was essential to things going as smoothly as possible and there was one more thing I needed to remind my colleagues of lest they forget. Remember, we’re doing this for the children and for those victims out there who need us. It’s not about us it’s always about them.

  Now are you guys still interested?”

  They mulled shit over and we hashed things out. In the end we were all agreed that it was something we could work with together and all that was left was to organize training for the men who were gonna be onboard. I was still gonna keep me eyes on these guys and their crews because I didn’t know them like that, but so far during the preliminary backgrounds I’d ran on the charter members there hadn’t been any red flags.

  With that shit over I could turn my attentions to enjoying the day. Jake’s women had put out a spread of monumental proportions which was needed when the rest of the guests started showing up. I was having a time of it keeping my eye on my guys and making sure they weren’t getting into shit. Just because I’d just made a deal with these guys didn’t mean that some knucklehead wouldn’t say or do the wrong thing. It was par for the course when dealing with this ilk.

  Lily was gabbing away in what appeared to be the women’s designated area so she was fine for now. Lil bit hadn’t shown up yet and the guys were talking about a game of shirts and skins. Everyone except Deke that is, if there wasn’t a bat or pigskin involved he wasn’t interested. I figured I could relax since everyone seemed to be getting along well.

  I grabbed a beer and went to the table closest to the entrance to wait for my little girl. I know she loves shit like this, and between her and the others kids milling around I had no doubt Jake’s place would be shit in ten seconds flat. Better him than me. I was beginning to grin at the thought when I caught movement out the corner of my eye.

  I turned around in time to see Deke throwing some guy into the side of the house. I was running before I knew I’d even stood. “Deke what the fuck?” I had to speed up before he reached the guy again which he was about to do. “Deke, drop him.”

  “No, he has to apologize.”

  “I don’t have to do no such thing, who are you anyway? This has nothing to do with you.” I didn’t know what the fuck, but I did notice Jake’s tenant standing there close to tears and wringing her hands.

  “Deke, put him the fuck down now.” he shook him like a rag doll before dropping him like a sack. “What the fuck are you thinking? We talked about this shit.”

  “You didn’t hear what he said to her.” I could see him tensi
ng to charge again. Meanwhile the asshole would not shut the fuck up and the woman was out and out crying now. Fuck me can’t I have just one day?

  “What happened?” Deke puffed up before he looked at me square in the eye. “He said he shouldn’t have to dole out money for the kid, that it wasn’t his fault that she’d gone ahead and had the imbecile after he told her not to.”

  “How would you know what I said to my wife if you weren’t eavesdropping on our conversation? Anything to do with my family has nothing to do with you.” Before I could deal with the asshole Deke made a step towards the woman. “You’re still his wife?”

  “No his ex.” The asshole reached towards her and Deke pulled her out of his reach. “Don’t fucking touch her.” What the fuck was going on here anyway? He said something to her I don’t know what and she walked off and headed back to the other side. So far it didn’t seem like anyone else had witnessed this little showdown and I’d like to keep it that way if only the asshole would put a sock in it.

  “You shut the fuck up.”

  “I’m not one of your boys.” He did the air quotes deal and kept mouthing off. “You can’t tell me what to do.”

  I just walked over and throat punched the fucker. “Educated idiot.”

  He choked out and his legs started kicking like he was going into shock or some shit. I figure that was better than letting Deke cap his ass, which I was pretty sure would’ve been next.

  “There ought to be a law.”

  “What law is that boss?”

  “Where you can shoot a motherfucker for being stupid. There are entirely too many scholastic institutions in this fucking country for people to be that fucking dumb.”

  By the time dickhead got his shit together and crawled away with his tail between his legs Jake was making an appearance from the other side. “You better hope you didn’t do any damage to Jake’s house or it’ll be your ass.”