Alluring Allies

help them out. Rumor has it her grandfather is the one who started it all and killed her father in cold blood. However, nothing was ever confirmed to the public. I’ve got Nerd looking into the rumors as well as this cult,” I inform them of what I know so far.
“And you think it’s a good idea to meet this woman by yourself,” Tracker probes.
Out of all my brothers, my son included, these two men and Bear know me the best. They were around when everything happened with Horse’s mom. How she left us all because she didn’t want to be a teen mom. Too bad I can’t seem to get rid of her fully. Mary seems to think she has a right to come to me when she needs money. Even now, when Horse is almost thirty.
Still blows my mind to think I had a kid when I was fifteen. But I learned from my mistakes. Don’t trust a woman to not use her body to get what she wants. It’s why I drilled it into Horse’s head to always wrap your shit up, even if it’s just for a blow job. Bitches seem to think they’ve got some sort of claim on you once they fuck you.
Maybe it’s why Boss and I didn’t get along when we first met. She’s used to getting what she wants done even if she does it herself.
The only women I’ve allowed to get close to me are the ol’ ladies, and even then, it’s to an extent for most of them. However, when it comes to Kenny and Cleo, those two women are like daughters to me and are a different story. Kenny, with her big heart, sacrificed her happiness with Horse in order to protect the club at a time she didn’t even know he’d been a part of it. As for Cleo, well, she and I created a bond when I walked into her hospital room to find her about to slice her own wrist, ready to die. Everyone else is family but nothing compared to those two.
Inwardly shaking my head, I give my brothers a grin. “Don’t worry, brothers, it’s not like I’ll allow a woman to hurt me. Besides, you’ve heard the rumors of the type of club she runs. They’re swingers,” I laugh, yet inside I tell my dick not to even think about it.
Fucking the woman who is the President of another club and a potential ally wouldn't be a good idea. No matter how hot she is.
“I hope you’re right, Stoney.” Sighing, Blaze lifts his beer to his mouth.
“How long are you gonna be gone?” Tracker asks.
“I’ll stay overnight. You know I don’t drink and drive. I’ll call y’all once I get there,” I say before finishing off my beer.
Without another word to them, I turn to face the rest of the room, seeing my brothers enjoying our usual Friday night party. Women dancing throughout the room as some of the guys join them while others are either at the poker table or pool tables. Some of them are even fucking in the midst of it all. Yeah, our typical party is fully under way.
Pulling out my phone to find it’s after one in the morning, I’m sure I should be heading to bed now but not before I take care of something first. Just as Tiny goes to walk by, I snag hold of her wrist and pull her with me to my office.
“You know what I want,” I mutter, sitting on the couch in the corner as I pull a condom out of my pocket. Opening my jeans, I rip the foil open and slide it over my dick.
“Yes, Sir.” she murmurs with glee as she gets down on her knees.
Leaning my head on the back cushion, I allow myself to enjoy the simple pleasure of having Tiny’s mouth around my dick.

Chapter Two


Boss
The New York sun beams down heavily on me as I stare out across my neighborhood of Queens. The little Cuban store on the corner has one of the boys waving people in to try some masitas. Whenever it’s slow, they offer free samples to try to strum up some business.
A loud popping sound causes me to shift my attention to the left, where the garage a couple blocks over is. Over the last two weeks, it’s been pretty typical. Sal, the owner, just hired his grandson to be a novice mechanic. He’s been fucking up shit so much. I went there yesterday to check on how one of our cars is making out. I bought one for the club about a year ago from a guy in the Bronx. He wanted to get rid of it at a good price and honestly, after Faith was abducted by my grandfather . . . I needed assurance they’d be able to get to and from class safely. The guys would alternate picking them up on the back of their bikes, but during the winter it became something no one wanted to do. The car was a much better idea.
I scan my eyes over the only place I’ve ever called home, reflecting on everything that’s happened over the last year and how my life has changed in more ways than one. In the last year and three months, I went from salvaging some sort of relationship with my father to losing him. He was never a good man, not even the slightest bit, but he did try near the end.
Sometimes I ponder about everything that transpired during those few months, wondering if there was some ulterior motive. Chuckling to myself, I run my hand through my hair and soak in the lukewarm September air. I’d be an idiot to think my father, the legendary Rage, didn’t have anything else up his sleeve.
For fuck’s sake, he dropped my half-brother Joker on me like it was nothing. I still can’t stand that arrogant bastard. He obviously takes after our father.
After he