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Hawk
Waking up in his room at the clubhouse on Monday morning with a rock hard cock and no one to take care of it was a very recent and new experience but one he relished. If he had his way it wouldn’t last long. He would have a little bird in his bed to take care of his cock.
He was getting his test results today so hopefully tonight she would be taking his cock.
Groaning when the thought of her in his bed made him even harder he fisted his cock and slowly slid his hand up and down. His breath hissed through his clenched teeth as he tightened his fist, rolling to the side he grabbed the lube on the bedside table and drizzled some in the palm of his hand. Fisting his cock he groaned as his hand slid easily up and down. He closed his eyes and remembered her pussy hot and wet pressed up against his cock in the hot tub, her stuttering breath as he sucked her flesh into his mouth and marked her neck. Her beautiful exotic dark eyes staring into his. And that was enough to send him over the edge. Hawk’s back arched and he gritted his teeth as he came all over his belly and chest. He milked his cock to release every single drop.
With a satisfied sigh he sagged back, slowly sliding his hand over his very temporarily satisfied cock.
Looking down at himself he grimaced at the evidence of his loss of control. He had no idea when he had last jerked off and come on himself. It usually ended up in the mouth of or all over some bitch. Never inside one though, he wasn’t that stupid.
But he was done with that. His come now belonged to a dark and dangerous little bird. Even when he jerked off it was all about her.
Standing under the shower he washed quickly. He was drying off and pulling clothes out of his cupboard when it hit him. There was no way he could bring his little bird back to this room.
The bed and the bedding had to go, actually everything had to go. He needed the room gutted, cleaned and refurnished. It was going to cause some raised eyebrows downstairs but he didn’t give a fuck. His little bird wasn’t going to put her luscious ass in a bed where he had fucked other bitches. Thank fuck he had never taken any bitches to his house, it had always been off limits. Now that house was going to become their home.
With a plan of action firmly in mind Hawk went downstairs. He’d had too many beers after he left his little bird and had crashed in his room upstairs.
Last night the clubhouse had been buzzing about how DC had taken Jane down. His brothers were now very aware of how dangerous she was. Other than the talk about the fight, Jane’s name hadn’t been mentioned at all. She hadn’t returned to the clubhouse and that was good. What hadn’t been good was when the bitch and her fucked up posse tried to move back into what DC called his pussy house. The bitch apparently thought she could live there while she recovered.
Ice and a few of the brothers had gone over and had thrown her ass out, broken leg, cracked ribs, concussion and all. He didn’t know what she had thought would happen. But she now knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was done with her.
The smell of bacon frying had his stomach growling as he headed into the kitchen. Kid and Boots sat nursing large mugs of coffee at the kitchen table, both seriously hung over. Hawk dragged his chair back over the tiles with an irritating screeching noise and they both clutched their heads and groaned. Chuckling he leant his forearms on the table and his Aunt Beryl put a mug of coffee in front of him. She stood with her hand on a cocked hip staring down at him. Ready to do battle. What the hell had he done wrong now?
“So, I hear those slutty women have been given their marching orders. Is that true?”
“Yes, Aunty Beryl, they’re gone. Permanently.”
Giving a little squeal she threw her arms around him almost taking him to the ground.
“Hallelujah! I have been praying for this day. You need a good woman by your side, not a troop of sluts.” She declared as she let him go after a smacking kiss on his cheek.
His aunt did not like the club whores and avoided them where at all possible. That did not mean she let them slack off. If they wanted to hang out at the clubhouse they had to clean to earn their way. Kitchen duty only went to those she didn’t actively dislike. The ones she really didn’t like were assigned bathroom duty. The bathrooms in the common areas weren’t disgusting most of the time, but after a party they were like the outer circles of hell. Very few of the bitches assigned bathroom duty lasted more than a week. They disappeared and were quickly replaced.
Not that anyone cared, there were always more bitches looking to walk on the wild side.
Hawk cleared his throat awkwardly. “I actually have a favour to ask.”
Her head swung towards him, her eyebrows raised in question. He knew that look so well.
His aunt Beryl was his dad’s widowed sister and had come to live with them when his mum had been diagnosed with cancer. She had taken care of all of them. He had been blessed to have her when he lost his parents and his baby. She was like a second mother to him.
“Could you organise to have my room cleared out? I want everything gone and the room cleaned and repainted. I’ll buy new shit once it’s done.”
His aunt gave a little scream and hopped excitedly and his brothers snorted with laughter. The table had slowly filled as the smell of food drew more of his brothers to the kitchen.
“Don’t you worry about a thing, sweetie. If you give me a couple of prospects I’ll have it cleared out today and have them start painting tomorrow. You give me your card and I’ll go shopping for bedroom furniture and linens. I’ll take care of the bathroom too.”
“Thanks Aunty, you’re the best.”
Satisfied that one problem had been taken care of Hawk sat back to enjoy his coffee and breakfast.
He should have known his aunt wasn’t finished with him. Or that she didn’t know about DC.
“I have been waiting years for this. Thank the Lord I’m alive to see the day. But I’m warning you, Cole, don’t you mess around with that little girl or you’ll have me to deal with.”
Having delivered her threat his aunt happily went back to cooking while around him his brothers tried to disguise their chuckles. Hawk just shook his head, smiled and concentrated on his breakfast.
What the assholes didn’t realise was that his aunt saw them all as her boys. They were her family. Their time would come, when they would be caught in her motherly crosshairs.
He was on his second mug of coffee when Jagger came in and sat down further down the table. By the look on his face Hawk knew he wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
“Do you have anything for me, Jagger?”
Jagger nodded as he took a slug of coffee. “I’ll report once I’ve had some breakfast. In your office, Prez.”
That meant he didn’t want anyone else to overhear. Shit.
Hawk nodded finished his coffee, thanked his aunt and went to his office to wait for Jagger. And as he waited he texted his little bird. He had to keep her on her toes worrying about his next move.
Good Morning my Little Bird. Take it easy today. Missing you. See you soon.
His phone was silent for longer than he wanted and then she answered as snarky as ever.
I’m not yours. Not missing you. Mornings suck.
Hawk was grinning when Jagger and Beast walked in and shut the door behind them. He immediately dropped his phone focussing on the two men sitting in front of his desk.
“What do you have?”
Jagger pulled a small notebook from his pocket and slid it across the desk.
“The first is a list of all the brothers who fucked her. The second list is the brothers who fucked her and gave her information. The third list is the brothers who fucked her but refused to talk about shit. The fourth list, and the shortest of the four, is the brothers who wanted nothing to do with her or her pussy.”
Jagger shook his head when Hawk opened his mouth and he stayed silent as his head of security continued.
“That fourth list is important because those brothers didn’t like or trust her. Some of them have been watching her and were about to come to you with their suspicions when you laid it out at church. And brother, those lists consists of patched members, prospects and hang arounds.”
Hawk frowned heavily as the extent of Jane’s betrayal became clear. She’d had access to all the men in the club which meant she had access to a lot of information. Information she had handed over to the VP of the ED’s.
“Do we have any idea what her ultimate goal was?” Hawk asked through tightly clenched teeth. This shit was his fuck up. He had been too busy fucking random sluts to pay attention to what was going down right under his nose.
“She pumped the newly patched brothers and the prospects for information on their guard duties. The patched members she quizzed for information on our finances, our business contacts, legal and otherwise. The hang arounds she targeted for general information on the club.” Beast growled.
“Fucking hell. How long has this been going on and how deep is the shit we’re in?”
Jagger met his eyes and laid it out.
“As far as I can make out, she’s been fucking for information for about six to eight months. I think it started on the club run to East London. You spent the entire week we were down there with that hot blonde and ignored her. She either made contact with Big Ed or he contacted her after she threw that fucking embarrassing hissy fit at the bonfire.”
Fuck. He had forgotten about that shit. When had he allowed his sex life to become so out of control? It was his fucked up choices that had started this shit storm. And the reality was that Jane wasn’t the only bitch out there who might have a grudge. He had fucked and walked away from a lot of bitches.
Hawk closed his hands over the back of his head and pulled his braid angrily. “This is my fucking fault.”
Beast smacked a hand down on the desk frowning furiously.
“Stop blaming yourself for this shit. The bitch knew exactly where she stood with you. Hell, everyone knew you weren’t serious about any of those bitches. You fucked them publicly and didn’t give a shit if anyone else fucked them. Get the fuck over it.”
He had taken great care to let the bitches he fucked know that it was fun, nothing more. Jane hadn’t been treated any differently. Or maybe he did without realising because she was Kid’s sister.
“Do you think I gave her ideas, treated her differently because she’s Kid’s sister?”
Jagger and Beast both stared at him with exasperated expressions and then Beast let him have it.
“Boss, that bitch is so far up her own ass she saw shit that wasn’t there. And when it became clear she was living in a dream world she took steps to hurt you and the club any way she could. This is all on her, not you. Stop trying to take the blame for this cluster fuck.”
Jagger smirked as he added his fucking five cents worth.
“You like a lot of pussy, Prez. Everyone knows you like variety and always have done. This is not on you. That bitch has always known she wouldn’t be the one to tame that wandering dick of yours. Bitch just didn’t want to accept it.”
Beast laughed and high fived Jagger. But Jagger wasn’t done.
“I have to say I never imagined it would be a tiny, dark and dangerous firecracker of a woman who would lock your dick down. Always thought the woman would be an ice princess like your little bird’s sister. Fucking glad it’s not. You need fire, Prez, not ice.”
Hawk couldn’t stop the grin.
“You’re right, Jagger. She’s the one, now I just have to get her into my bed and keep her there.”
Both his men laughed. The fuckers. And then Jagger became very serious.
“Good luck with that, Boss. I watched the way the Warriors were around her last night. Those men will die for her and not give it a second thought. You need to arrange a sit down with her daddy, lay it out for him and get his blessing. The little intelligence we have been able to gather about her relationship with her dad shows that they are close, very close. Apparently her mother was the love of his life and losing her the way he did changed him. Everyone knows not to mess with Doc or with his girl, he’s dangerous, very fucking dangerous.”
“How did she die?” Going by their expressions Hawk knew it was going to be bad.
“She was abducted a couple of weeks after DC’s birth and tortured to death as a lesson to Doc and the Road Warriors. He retaliated by torturing and killing her abductors and then he went after the boss who gave the order and did the same to him. He erased their businesses, leaving their women with nothing but ashes. No one has fucked with Doc Michaels ever since.”
“Jesus. Does she know?”
“I’m not sure, Boss. Maybe. She’s been trained by the best fighters in Doc’s club. They turned her into a fucking dangerous adversary. And as we saw in that cage she’s a fucking killer with perfect control. She destroyed Jane without a flicker of humanity in her eyes. No one is ever going to take her as easily as they took her mother.” Beast said.
Hawk rubbed his hands over his head as he remembered the way his little bird had been in that fucking cage. At first she had been cool, waiting for Jane to make her move. Playing with her and getting her hits in. But in the third round Jane had taunted her with something and it was like a switch had been flipped. She became an ice cold killing machine in the blink of an eye. The only reason Jane was carried out of that cage alive was his little bird’s training. Training that had her stepping back when her target lay unconscious on the floor of the cage.
His little bird was so much more than the face she presented to the world.
And all of her was his.
He just had to convince her that he was serious.
And get the blessing of her fucking father. But before he faced that shit he had business to take care of.
“Do we have eyes on the ED’s and Jane? We have to be on top of this one, Jagger. I have a bad feeling about Big Ed’s involvement with Jane.”
“We do. I’ve assigned Boots and Spook to watch her. They’ll switch off with each other and I’ve got Wolf and Dizzy watching the ED’s clubhouse and Big Ed’s house. They are watching from a distance so there’s no chance of being spotted. If they make a move we’ll know about it. Sin, Kahn and I will switch out with them as needed. I’m not putting prospects on this one, it’s too important. I want experienced eyes on them.”
Hawk crossed his arms over his chest as he sat back in his chair, one hand stroking over his beard. Coming to a decision he nodded.
“Okay, Jagger, but I want to know the minute they make their move. We can’t take chances with these assholes. They are up to something and some of our people are vulnerable to attack. I want Rider and his girl in the pussy house until this is over.” Beast and Jagger snorted with laughter and Hawk grinned.
“Fuck, now I’m calling it the fucking pussy house.”
Hawk shook his head with a grin and returned to business, all of them losing their smiles as he laid it out.
“Getting back to Rider, he’s too much of a target out there alone. I don’t give a fuck what his baby mamma says, get them here. Get some bitches to clean the house before they move in. Tell the brothers with old ladies and those with families to keep their eyes open and to bring them in if anything seems even a little bit off. And no parties for the foreseeable future, our gates stay closed until further notice.”
Beast frowned. “What about your bitches? Do you want them here as well? It might cause shit with your little bird when she finds out they are here.”
Hawk shook his head. “She grew up in a club and will know it’s a safety measure and not me wanting them here.”
After Jagger and Beast left he sat staring at his phone. The next step to ensuring that the little bird became his was a fucking call to Doc to arrange a sit down. Taking a deep breath he dialled and after the obligatory insults had been exchanged the meeting was arranged. It would take place later that day at a pub in neutral territory.
Hawk wanted it done quickly so he and his little bird could move forward.
He did not tell Doc Michaels why he wanted the meet.
It would all become clear when they looked each other in the eye and Hawk laid it out for him.
He hoped like hell he walked out of that meet alive and with Doc’s blessing.
Even if he didn’t get it he would go ahead with making the little bird his. He got the phone call he had been waiting for right after Jagger and Beast left his office. His tests had come back clean. Thank fuck.
Now no one and nothing was going to stand in his way.
He would be making her his, today.
