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ChapterFourteen
LeiMae
The hide that used to be attached to Russel had been delivered to The Red Demons. Deakin kept everyone occupied, especially Tracker. His office was unlocked as promised, and I slipped inside. I sat behind Deakin’s desk and picked up the phone. A part of me wished that the number I dialed from memory had been disconnected since the last time I had dialed it.
I wasn’t that lucky, of course. The phone picked up on the third ring, and I had to fight back a gag when I heard my mother’s voice. I channeled my very real fear of The Red Demons to make myself sound as convincing as possible. “Mom,” I muttered and started sobbing.
“LeiMae?” my mother whispered. “You dare call here after all that you’ve done to this family? You killed your brother and spread vicious rumors about my Old Man!” She was screaming by this point.
“Mom,” I sobbed. “I watched the man that shot Tommy skin a man and get off on it. I know I fucked up big time. I thought Cyril was evil until Deakin was released from prison, and I met him. There has to be something I can do to save my life and come home.”
She was silent for a couple minutes, and I could hear the smack in her voice when she returned. She sluggishly told me to call her back in ten minutes. I didn’t want to wait, because ten minutes is a long time when you’re dealing with a junkie. Deakin came in while I watched the clock. I explained what was going on, and he sat in one of the chairs opposite me. He asked me what I honestly thought.
“Mom’s still a fucking junkie, so it’s probably a fifty-fifty situation. The cunt fucking shot up while she was on the phone with me. I’m just hoping she does something useful before nodding off in a puddle of her own fucking piss.”
Deakin didn’t say anything else and once again left me alone in the office. The ten-minute wait was up, and I dialed my mother’s phone again. The first ring barely finished when the phone was picked up. It wasn’t my mother this time.
“Well, if it isn’t my little whore,” Cyril said by way of a greeting. “Your mother tells me that you’re finally realizing that the grass is not greener on the other side. What could you possibly offer me that I don’t already have?”
I answered him, barely above a whisper. “I can give you Deakin.”
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Cyril
I hung up the phone and looked at the waste of life junkie whore on my bed. This cunt had caused me an immense amount of grief through her bastard children. I don’t know what really stopped me from cutting her heart out years ago, but I’m glad I let her continue to be my Old Lady. The skank slut she gave birth to became an even better asset than an unwilling piece of pussy.
I left the cunt passed out on my bed as I left to make preparations. She needed her sleep, since she was pivotal to my plan. Once the little twat gave me Deakin, I was going to kill both of them. I needed the fucking junkie to keep the slut calm while I grabbed Deakin. I was going to be getting rid of a lot of problems and dead weight all at once.
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Tracker
LeiMae finally came out of Deakin’s office. Deakin was trying too hard to keep me distracted, so I kept LeiMae in my peripheral vision the entire day. I saw her go into Deakin’s office and Deakin entering for a brief time a little later. I thought I was uncomfortable about the secrets before, but the look she gave him when she came out pushed my uncomfortable to near dread.
LeiMae walked over to me and took my hand. “Come on,” she said. “Deakin is going to explain everything in a little while.” She pulled me in the direction of our bedroom, and my dick immediately strained against the rough denim of my jeans.
We got in the room, and LeiMae shut the door by slamming me against it with a strength her small frame belied. She latched on to my mouth with an urgency that would leave our lips bruised, if not cut by our teeth. I lost myself in the sensations until she pulled back and deftly dropped my pants to my ankles.
“Fuck me. Hard,” she said and switched positions with me against the door. Her pants quickly disappeared, and I lifted her into the air. She wrapped her hand around my cock and guided me inside her. Once I was fully enveloped in her hot, wet pussy, I started jackhammering her against the door. It was frenetic and almost desperate. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her hair hard so that she was looking into my eyes. Her pussy became a vice around my cock, and I heard her orgasm raining down on the floor. I thrust harder and faster until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I exploded inside her just as she sprayed another orgasm everywhere.
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LeiMae
I was pleasantly sore when we returned to the common area. I thought we had been relatively quiet, but Deakin’s smirk said otherwise. Jezzy looked at us, chuckled, and shook her head. It was, of course, Brik that had to say something.
“I guess I’ve been preparing for meetings wrong all this time. Forget getting my information together. I just need to pound my Old Lady against the door until everyone in the city hears her scream.”
“Oh, fuck you,” Tracker said.
“From what I heard, you ain’t got anything left.” Everyone laughed, relieving some of the tension in the room. The relief didn’t last long. Deakin called everyone’s attention to him and started the meeting.
“Cyril’s coming for me,” he said. “I know you’ll all be mad, but this plan had to stay secret. I wasn’t taking any chances after Butch.” A raucous cry rose from the Dragons present. Deakin held up his hand. “I’m not saying any of you are traitors, but who among you would’ve suspected Butch?”
I squeezed Tracker’s hand as Deakin continued. “LeiMae has put her very life on the line for this club and me. At my instruction, she reached out to her mother and eventually Cyril. Playing the scared little lady after seeing what our resident psycho did to Russel, she convinced them that she finds me a much worse choice over The Red Demons. LeiMae offered Cyril my life for hers.”
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