We filed out of the chapel, and someone turned up the music. Alcohol started to go down smooth, and laughter abounded. I appreciated the fact that their chapter didn’t do drugs. It was one of a few things our chapters had in common. The only thing we messed with was weed. Fuck that other shit.
Phoenix was shooting the shit with a few of the Louisville brothers, and Ghost had already slipped off with a chick while I had stayed out shooting pool with Grem. He’d just kicked my ass in our second game when a dark-haired woman sidled up next to me. Due to the recent thoughts of Korrie, I couldn’t help but notice the vague similarities in them.
Grem shot me a knowing look as he smirked. “We done for the night?”
My gaze flickered to her fingers trailing up my chest before I answered him. “Sure.”
“Show him a good time, Tammy,” Grem told her with a chuckle.
“Of course. My pleasure,” she murmured with a sultry tip of her painted lips. Initially, I hesitated. She led me down a dim corridor and into a room. My bag was on the bed, telling me this was the room they set me up in for the night.
We’d barely closed the door when she turned toward me and licked her lips. She was pretty, but her eyes were the wrong shade. No green with golden brown flecks that lit them from within. I shoved the thought to the back of my mind as she slowly reached down and grasped my cock over my jeans.
I can do this.
Without saying a word, she unbuckled my belt and freed my length from my pants. I was okay with that, because I didn’t want to talk to her.
She dropped to her knees and licked slowly around the sensitive head. Fighting the need to push her off, I sucked in a breath as she swallowed most of my cock down her throat. Slowly she worked me over until I drifted off to another place and time as I grabbed her hair. “Take it all,” I said through gritted teeth, but I didn’t force her.
Like a perfect wet dream, she happily did as I asked. My head dropped, and I grunted in satisfaction. She fondled my balls and trailed her nails up my thighs. With each stroke, she did something with her tongue that had me groaning. When she bottomed out with my entire length down her throat, I knew I was close.
“God, yes. That’s it,” I growled out as my spine tingled and my abs tightened. When I shot my load down her eager throat, I shouted, “Korrie!”
If she questioned me calling her someone else’s name, she didn’t say anything. She sucked me dry, then stood up. Wiping her lip with my thumb, I got my breathing under control. “Get in the bed,” I told her.
Her grin told me she thought I was going to fuck her. For half a second, I thought about it, but as usual that hesitation at the back of my mind prevented it. Besides, I was exhausted. Instead, once she climbed between the sheets, I dropped my clothes to the floor and climbed in behind her.
As I pulled her into my front, she rubbed her ass against my cock. “Go to sleep,” I mumbled.
She stilled and stiffened for a moment. Then she relaxed and snuggled into me. As I drifted off, I wrapped my fingers in the silky dark tresses in front of me. I ignored the floral scent of her perfume and pretended she smelled like vanilla and sunshine.
That night my dreams were plagued with every memory I had of the only girl I’d ever loved. The girl I’d let go because she deserved better than the killer I’d become.
The next night, we slipped out of the trees behind the fancy house that doubled as the mayor’s residence and office. Former senator Damon had set his useless fuckwad of a son up as a figurehead mayor of this small town outside of Louisville.
From what Coy’s boys had found out, he ran the town like he thought he was a damn king. Well, tonight his reign came to an end.
Ghost disappeared from the shadows next to me. Phoenix motioned me around him, and I silently climbed the back stairs. We’d familiarized ourselves with the layout of the place, so I knew exactly where to go once I got in.
By the time I got to the back door, Ghost already had it unlocked and open. Like a shadow, I slipped in as he and Phoenix secured the outside. The muted sound of music and grunting led me to the room I knew was Lester’s office.
With a gloved hand, I carefully turned the knob.
The sight that greeted me was one I could’ve easily lived without seeing. Lester’s big white belly shook with each awkward thrust as he fucked the woman who looked way younger than she actually was, bent over his desk. In fact, I might’ve puked a little in my mouth.
Her eyes met mine and rolled in bored disgust. Then she held out her thumb and pointer finger in mock measurement. Behind my dark mask, I grinned at her ballsy move.
What he didn’t know was that she was a trusted girl hired by our club. She’d been well-compensated for her duty that night, but she had no clue what was about to go down after she headed back to Louisville. I motioned for her to leave as we’d arranged. She happily stood up, causing him to slip free.
“Hey!” He panted as he grabbed for her, but she jerked away and grabbed her clothes.
“Later,” she said. As she passed me, she raised her brows and looked me up and down. With a grin, she sauntered out the door, pulling her dress over her head. It was only then that he realized he wasn’t alone.
“Who the fuck are you?” he demanded as he stood there, unaware or unashamed of his tiny dick hanging out. Evidently, his disgusting self-importance didn’t allow him to register fear that a masked man was in his office.
“I don’t think you really need to know,” I said with a sinister grin hidden behind my mask. Then I whispered in a conspiratorial tone, “But if you really must have an answer, they call me the Angel of Death.”
“Do you know who I am? You can’t come in here pulling stupid shit like this and get away with it. I’m not giving you a penny, nor am I playing any of your little thug games. Who sent you?” He sneered but not before I saw the slightest flicker of fear in his beady eyes.