“Yep, I’m straight. Don’t get it why they didn’t just let us settle it, though. Now shit’s unfinished, and I wanna have a turn to prove my point.”
“I’m guessin’ they put a stop to it, as it was their Church time. As for Ares, ye should just stick to yer own. No good will come from messing with the VP.”
“Oh, I can handle my own, trust.”
“Aye, I’m sure, but we’re the friendly type with ‘em. Let it be.”
Nodding, I drop it and take a drink of the crisp, cool liquid. I’ll be respectful to Scot, but damn sure believe I’ll have my turn with Ares again. He’s lucky I didn’t take my hatchet to him like I do the others. I kept it clean, only fighting with my fists; the club should’ve stayed out of it.
No wonder they needed our help on that California problem if that’s how they handle a little scrapping.Bunch of pussies!
Speaking of pussy, I could use some tonight and not the gash that was hanging around the clubhouse. Those bitches around there are a little too prim and proper for me. I need a naughty bitch, one who isn’t scared of getting dirty as I fill her up.
Saint and Sinner take the seats on the other side of me, sitting back and relaxing.
“Where’re you two coming from?” We all arrived here at the same time, but those two fuckers disappeared quickly.
Saint turns toward me, his light gray eyes meeting my gaze, with his full-on pretty boy looks. The man could be a fucking buff cover model for Abercrombie or some shit. Sinner looks similar, just the dark version, with his jet black hair and charcoal colored irises. I swear to God those fuckers are real brothers and don’t know it.
“We wanted our cocks sucked.” He shrugs and Sinner grins alongside him.
“Well fuck! I want my cock sucked too.” Grumbling, I scan the room, instantly stopping on some sexy blonde bitch talking up one of the skinny Prospects from the Oath Keepers.
She’s exactly what I need with those sultry lips, plump enough to wrap tightly around my dick and suck until her cheeks flush. I’d spray my load all over that flawless skin gracing her face.
Finishing the last of my drink, I stand and adjust myself; baby already has me getting full for her. Taking a deep eager breath, I swagger over toward the couple. Immediately turning toward the pissant Prospect, I snarl, “Thanks, newbie, but I’ll take her from here.”
Since when do Prospects chat up chicks? When I was prospecting, you shut the fuck up and were the last man on the totem pole to get any female attention.
His eyes grow wide, knowing he better back up, even though his forehead wrinkles in irritation. At least the cat’s smart enough to keep his damn mouth shut.
I turn to the blonde, ready to show her I’m the better choice, only to find she’s gone. Vanished like a goddamn ghost or some shit. Figures, she’s the first one in a while that I want to stick my cock in, and she disappears.
“Where’d she go, Prospect?” I growl, and he shrugs.
“I don’t know; I’d never seen her before. She was only in here a minute before you scared her off.”
“The fuck you trying to say?”
“Nothin’ man.” He puts his hands up and takes a step closer to his Prospect buddy.
He’s never going to get a full patch if he can’t show some balls. The Oath Keepers would not let a weakling in full-time.
“You see her again, you send her to me. Got it?”
“Yep.” He nods, and I take my seat again.
“No luck, brother?” Saint smirks.
Rolling my eyes, I ignore him and gesture so Nancy will bring me another drink. A small hand runs up my arms and a pair of big tits press up against my back. Hot breath hits my ear the same time as Saint and Sinner both break out in grins.
“You want your cock sucked, baby? Your friends sure liked it.”
Glancing at my brothers, they nod, easily agreeing with her, so I stand and adjust my dick. My pants are still tight from the blonde so that I could use some relief. Twisting around, I find a mousy redhead with tits probably bigger than double Ds and a decent mouth.
“Let’s go,” I mutter as I catch her wrist and yank her toward the door.Finally, time to get serviced.
PRINCESS