Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC) (27 page)

“
Linc,
get Cassie down to the club house, I
’
ll
deal with Baby Blu and her family
”

“
Crabby
let everyone know were going into lockdown tonight until further
notice
”

“
Got
it
”

“
See
you tonight Sinbad
”
I salute as we
ride off to make the final arrangements.

I
was expecting a bigger battle than the one I got from Baby Blu when I
had told her she needed to spend the next few days at the clubhouse.
Ted and my parents opted to go out of town for a few days, away from
the upcoming trouble.

The
cook pit was blazing when Baby Blu, Tommy and I rode into Devils
Comforts clubhouse, music blaring. In the mix was a selection of
club whores and a few dancers from Tie me Down, they were doing a
good job of entertaining our visitors The Scarlet Runners. It had
been arranged, that they leave their old ladies and whores in
lockdown at their own club.

With
my arm around Baby Blu, I take her over and introduce her to Sinbad
”

While
the bruising had faded, there was still evidence of the attack on her
face.

“
Who
did that?
”
Sinbad enquires, pointing
his finger, which was holding a beer bottle, towards her face, while
his eyes focused on mine.

“
Tommy
’
s
dad
”

Lifting
his chin
“
I take it, it’s been
sorted
”

“
Yes
”
ending the questions on that one word.

Gesturing
to Sinbad and signaling Linc to call our crew, I called church to
finalize what was to go down tonight. Sinbad and a couple of his crew
would be attending but not the rest. Now that it was settled and
everyone knew what was at stake and that no mistakes could be made we
loaded in to the cage that had been prepared with the equipment we
would need, earlier in the day. As we drive out of the yard, there
are only a couple of motorcycles to escort us to our destination.

We
have to be quick and discrete.

Taking
the back roads, turning off our lights and using the moon to guide
us, we reach the clubhouse of Black County Stewards. Not stopping,
we drive straight through the closed gates, parking the cage outside
the doors. Discharging from the cage, we raise our guns and enter
their property. There are about thirty of them and only ten of us,
six Devils Comfort, Linc, Chilli, Fudge, Tabby, Twiggy and me. From
the Scarlet Runners there was, Sinbad, Mace, Dill and Coats. Fair
odds, about 3/1 we can manage if need to. I was taking out their
president tonight. Eye for an Eye the bible says, and Boris was my
eye for Costa. Costa had been a member of Devils comfort for six
years and he was proving to be a great solider to the MC.

When
I say there are ten of us it
is
a little
lie, on the way out we have collected Puck, another brother who had
been with Devils Comfort for about three years.

Our
arrival has not gone unobserved; and the clubhouse is in an uproar,
with bodies coming through the door to see what was going on, only to
be greeted by our guns and us. Slowly they make their way back in,
as we entered some of the club whores started screaming and hiding
out in the back.

Dragging
a chair over and facing it towards Boris, I make myself comfortable.
With a signal of my hand, Linc and Chilli approach Puck and relieve
him of his gun. Yeah with the fucking killing of Costa, we
had finally found our fucking mole.
Fucking Puck. Puck
closed his eyes, taking several deep breaths. Stepping back, his eyes
now wild as he tries to find an escape route, he makes a run for it
only to have his stomach land in Tabby
’
s
fist. A satisfied smile spreads across Tabby
’
s
face, as he flexes his hand, the tension released from his body.

Puck
knows what
is
coming next, and slowly makes
his way, with the help of Linc and Chilli, to where I am sitting.

“
Kneel
fucker and face, that fat bastard
”
I
tell him pointing at Boris. Doing as I have asked, Puck offers no
words of defense or platitude in what he
has
done.

“
See
Boris, this is what we do with fucking cowards, standing behind Puck,
I point my gun at his head and although he is trembling, he looks at
Boris, knowing this will be the last image he sees before he meets
his maker. Without any hesitation, I pull the trigger back and
Puck
’
s head splatters, his body
falling forward, leaning to the right as he crumples to the floor,
blood and brain matter covers the floor and the president of Black
County Stewards.

Stepping
back, my gaze direct into Boris’s pissed off eyes, reaching for
his gun, “No no” shaking my head at my disappointment.

“
This
ends tonight, I
’
ve warned you and
you
’
ve ignored those warning
”
My gun fires perfectly between Boris
’
s
eyes; no one lifts their weapon in defense of their dead president.
Sinbad has his gun pointing directly at their vice president, Chilli
has his pointed at their Sergeant at Arms, and taking out there three
top men would leave this club in a mess. We had discussed the issue
if to kill them straight or try to talk to them. If talking did not
work then, we would dispose of them.

Like
most motorcycle clubs, their clubhouse was set back on a piece of
derelict land, no one had seen us arrive and none of these men would
speak of what
has
gone off in their
clubhouse tonight.

Approaching
their Vice President, with a cold look so that everyone understood
that I was not in the mood for any more shit.

“
No
vote, Tat
’
s now your new president,
this club is going in a new direction and its staying out of Comfort
Springs and Comfort Springs business
”
Looking round the room, making eye contact with each and every one
of them to show that I meant business.
“
Anyone
who disagrees can either leave their cut on the table on their way
out or leave in a body bag like this piece of scum
”

There
are mummers all round the room. Finally, Tat speaks up

“
Listen
to him and we can live another day, don
’
t”
with a shrug of his shoulders he
is
telling
them everything.

Tat
is no fool and will make a mean enemy, he is six foot five, bald,
with a ZZ top style beard and the coldest, deadest brown eyes I have
ever come across, which is unusual for a brown eyed person and not
one part of him was free of ink, hence the name Tat.

With
one last warning,
“
Keep away, one
step out of place and this club will disband in one form or another.”

In
his new role as President,
warns, “I’ll
let this pass, but don’t you ever FUCKING come into this
clubhouse again” Tuning his back on both Sinbad and me, I here
him yelling for the bodies to be disposed off.

“
Shit
”
Sinbad, says as there is a collective sigh of relief from us all,
“
That went better than I
’
d
expected”

Grinning
as I climb back in to the cage I pass a beer to him “Here’s
to a new partnership” Before long, we all have beers in our
hands as we head back to the party. I roll my shoulders, the tension
vaporizing from me. Two problems down now only one to go and I sure
as fuck was not looking forward to it. It was time to talk Baby Blu
into moving in with me.

As
we roll into the compound, the party is in full swing and I go off to
find Baby Blu.

When
I finally find her, in no way do I feel reassured and know that we
will not be discussing living arrangements tonight. Hell I might not
even have any balls left.

I
find Baby Blu in the toilets, kneeling next to Tommy. A Tommy, who
is puking his guts up and is well and truly drunk. Stepping back, I
know this is no place for me

“
Coward
”
she growls at me
“
When I find that
son of yours I
’
m going to kill him,
do you hear me
”
her voices carries
out to me as I make my escape. Yeah I
am
a
coward; a pissed off Baby Blu is something I could do without.

Tracking
down Trax was easy and considering I was not going to get any
tonight, I had no problem breaking up his little fan club.

“
What
the fuck did you do son
”

Laughing,
“
Oh shit dad, I gave him his first
taste of whiskey
”

Looking
at the club whores, a knot builds in my stomach what else could I be
facing

Trax’s
green eyes, so like mine, widens as he takes in my look, knowing
where my thoughts have gone.

“
Fuck
dad, no way, I kept him away from the girls, I like my balls, and if
I
’
d introduced them to Tommy, I
’
m
sure Baby Blu would have removed them with out any hesitation and
with a blunt knife,
”
he says in pure
horror.

Chapter 26

Having
dropped Tommy of home after football practice, it
has
been three weeks since Eddie attacked us both and two
weeks since the lock down at the clubhouse. I do not know what went
off and I
am
not sure if I want to,
whenever I do ask, the only response I receive is that it is club
business.

After
all the drama of the last few weeks, my life has return to the
mundane. Something, I am more than happy to have happened.
Occasional my ankle will play up, the bruising on my face and side
have practically faded, and when I wear make up it is no longer
visible to the naked eye. Inferno has mention a few more times about
us moving in with him, something that I
am
still hesitant to do.

Gathering
my stuff for my sleepover at Inferno
’
s
I quietly leave the house and make my way over to his. Usually when
I arrive, the house is in darkness and I let myself in. Tonight as I
enter the living area it is to find the television playing to itself,
Inferno spread out on the armchair, remote laying loosely in his
hand, which is resting on his muscular thigh, his mouth is open and
as the air flows in and out of his nose, he makes a snoring noise.
Yep, if there
is
one fault with my man, it
is
that he snores, oh well we all can
not
be perfect. His t-shirt stretches over his sculptured body, defining
the muscled tone of his body, licking my lips I start to feel my body
responding to him, even in his sleep. He
has
undone the button on his jeans, leaving a small gap, where I can see
the fine body hair that stretches from his navel to his dick. My man
is of Italian mix, which shows in small ways, like the sparse showing
of underbelly hair. He has removed his boots, and his sock covered
feet are on show. My hands have touched every part of his body; my
tongue has also had its fair share, a half drunk bottle of beer sits
on the floor next to the chair. Before I fully enter the room, I
remove my boots and gently place them in the hall and tiptoe over to
my lover.

Stealthily
I straddle myself on to his knees and lean down to give him a kiss.
The smile that meets my mouth and the way his arms move quickly
pulling me forward on to him gives away the fact that he hadn
’
t
been asleep, soon his tongue is inside my mouth, licking, searching
and tasting, I feel his cock, as it grows hard against my panty
covered pussy. I love the feel of his cock rubbing my pussy and
because of this; I mainly choose skirts as they give my closer
contact than denim. Rubbing my pussy against his jeans, the friction
of his zip sending sparks of pleasure through my body, my clit has
started to throb. No matter how quickly I respond to Inferno
’
s
touch, he makes me wait for an eternity before he lets me have my
release. His fingers are now in my hair, jerking my head back to
give him access to my neck, his mouth settles on my chin and he
suckles the bone their, leaving his mark. I reach over to place my
hands on his shoulders, but Inferno does not want this, he takes them
holding them behind me, causing my back to arch. His tongue licking
my throat, I groan pushing my lower body against his cock, my panties
are wet and I feel my juices, leaking out. The bite that he gives me
is both pleasure and pain.