I grab the box of moonshine and booze for the lair. The MC brats will be there; no hangarounds or club whores are allowed. I look at Diablo with a hangaround. Fuck, it looks like the girl from high school. The fucker is finally going to get her. She didn’t give him the time of day back then, but now she’s here. Fuck! You just never know when these bitches want to slum it with the Brothers. Stupid bitches.
I walk out of the clubhouse with the box, and I walk to the garage, the lair. I can’t wait to see Halo, and hopefully, we can sneak away. I walk into the garage, and the MC brats are allthere, listening to music and talking. I place the box on the table. The garage was turned into our lair a long time ago when we were younger. It was cool, like having our clubhouse.
“Hell, yes! You got us some booze,” Poison yells.
Poison is my sister, and she loves to stir up the shit. The rest of the MC brats yell and rush over to grab some beers.
“Demon, it’s about time,” Halo hums, walking up to me.
“I was on an important run; you know it has to go without any issues,” I say, grabbing the beer. I pop it open and take a long pull.
“Fine, I’ll forgive you. Take me on a moonlight ride,” Halo says, turning up her lips.
Yeah, I know that she wants me to take her up to Lake Tahoe. My body reacts to her, instantly making me hard. It’s unbelievable how she makes me feel. Yeah, I’ve been with the club whores, but it's nothing like this. So, I stopped fucking them.
It only hurts Halo.
Fuck!
“Okay, let’s go.”
“Oh yeah,” Halo yells, pumping her hands and moving her hips from side to side.”
We walk out of the garage and over to my bike. I take her helmet from my saddle bag and place it on her head, staring into her huge blue eyes.
“I missed you.”
“Oh yeah? I had to take a test and then do the runs. You know that I have to do what’s asked; I’m prospecting,” I say, resting my hands on her shoulders.
“Yeah, but I wish that we weren’t living the MC lifestyle.”
“It’s in our blood, Halo; what do you want to do? I’m taking online college courses.”
“Oh hell, I know. It’s just that sometimes it gets crazy here.”
“Okay. So, stay away from the main clubhouse when it’s crazy. That’s why we have the lair.”
“Yeah, yeah. Okay, let’s go,” Halo hums, looking around.
Yeah, we don’t want our Dads to catch us, and all of the Brothers are in the clubhouse.
I pull on my helmet, get on the bike, and turn it on. Halo grabs my shoulder and slides on behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
Fuck!
I’m so fucking hard, and it’s going to be a while before I can sink deep inside her.
A month later.
“You’re shitting me,” Diablo hisses, lowering his eyelids and looking at me.
“Shut the fuck up! I’m not going to fuck around with the club whores; it’s not happening,” I growl, grabbing the beer from the bar countertop, taking a pull.
“Let’s go to the garage and party,” Killer says, grabbing the Whiskey bottle from the prospect that’s tending the bar.
“I’ll get the beers,” Shade hums, walking over to the refrigerator to grab them..
“I have the cigarettes,” Romeo says, walking behind the bar to grab them.
