Tank's Pearl (Devil's Iron MC #1) (9 page)

Chapter 19- Pearl

The week has drug on, the girls have had the flu, and I have been off of work all week with them. Vomit, vomit, and more vomit is one hell of a way to spend three days. Wednesday night I knew the girls would be well enough to go back to daycare, but of course, I am starting to get sick now. Fuck my life right now. Trying to be this strong and having to be the only parent for the girls is really a struggle in times like this. I wish that their father would have chosen a different path because I could use someone to help me right now.

After I am done throwing up for the third time in the past hour I crawl back into bed to see that my phone is blinking with a missed call. Abraham called and left a message at 2am. I wonder what he is doing, if he’s drunk, just leaving a bar, or something. I listen to the message and it doesn’t sound like he is drunk or anything just sounds like he wanted to talk, which would be good because we haven’t all week. Being busy with the girls being sick, I sadly realize I haven’t thought of him as much as I would have if this influenza was not attacking my home. I check to make sure that the call was only five minutes ago and decide I might as well call him back now that my stomach seems to be somewhat settled.

As the phone goes toward my ear I am not even sure if I heard it ring more than once when I hear his voice. “Pearl, I didn’t mean to wake you up! Sorry about calling you so late I didn’t realize what the time was. You really didn’t have to call me back. What’s going on with your beautiful self and those great girls?”

“Hi, we are not so great Abraham. The girls have been home sick all week, and I think I am coming down with it now; I have been throwing up for most of the night. I was hoping that I would be able to go back to school tomorrow but, with the way I feel I am not even sure I will be able to get out of bed. Fuck my life”

“Oh no, sweetness. Do you want me to come up to help you out? I could…”

“No, I’m sure you have work to do. Speaking of, how are you doing we have not talked for a few days? What’s going on in Chicago?” As he starts to answer only getting a few words out before I quickly cut him off. “I am going to be sick again, I gotta go.” With that, I hastily hang up then run through the house and almost make it to the bathroom before I get sick again. Yeah, I get to clean that up now. As I was saying FUCK MY LIFE!

At least the girls are feeling good and will be at daycare tomorrow. If I can keep it together long enough to get them there and then I can lie in bed and sleep all day.

Cleaning the floor at three in the morning is not fun when you feel like you are just going to make a bigger mess at any given moment. When I finally finish I hit the bathroom one last time and get into bed again around 4am. Noticing that my cell phone is blinking again, I glance at it.

The text reads
leaving Chicago now. Be there around 4. Leave the back door open and get back to bed
. As soon as I finish reading it I get up and as I am unlocking the door I hear the bike pull in. I wait by the door and a weak smile comes to my face as I see Abraham walking up to the door. Of course, that doesn’t stay for long as I again run back to the bathroom.

When I get out of the bathroom and make it back to the bed he is waiting for me.

“Oh, Pearl, you look like shit. Come lay down and let me take care of you. I’ll even do whatever you need me to with the girls tomorrow. I can take your SUV and get the girls to daycare and whatever else so that you can stay in bed and rest. Whatever you need me to do to help.”

“Abraham, you shouldn’t have come you will get sick if you’re near me.”

“Come on. You know as well as I do that is total bullshit. Now, get in the bed and get to sleep.”

The next morning Abraham got the girls ready and dropped them off at their daycare while I slept. After he returned he must have cleaned the house because when I woke up later in the morning it was spotless.

“Girlie, how are you feeling?”

“Better. You didn’t have to clean, Abraham, I would have gotten around to it,” I say as I fall onto the couch and snuggle into this surprising man.

“Pearl, it’s fine I just wanted to help out. Do you want some crackers or white soda? I stopped at the store on my way back from dropping the girls off.”

“Yeah, that sounds good. I am actually feeling a lot better right now. Thanks so much for coming up, but you know you didn’t need to. You could have just stayed in bed it was late when you left to come up here.”

With a look of concern as he pushes off the couch to get my crackers and soda out of the kitchen he answers, “Pearl, I wanted to help so just fucking stop that. I wasn’t in bed, I had just finished at the Dungeon and was on my way out of there when you called me back so it kind of...”

“Wait! You were at the Dungeon last night? Why the fuck were you at the Dungeon last night, Tank?” comes out very accusingly as he stands on the threshold between the kitchen and living room.

“Watch the tone, Little One. Even when you are sick I have no problem taking you over my knee for such blatant disrespect.” As he narrows in on me he continues, “Blaze wanted me to do some bondage demos/displays. I have been really busy with MC business so I wasn’t able to talk to you about it this week. I almost forgot about it at all until Blaze reminded me when I saw him earlier this week. Don’t make such a big deal out of it Pearl. It’s not like I lied to you about it or some shit.”

“Right, it’s not a big deal, Abraham. What the fuck was I thinking?” I can feel the rage that is roaring around in my head at his dismissal. “I think I will go to a club and get tied up by a random guy and let him see me in nearly no clothing maybe even let him fuck me. That wouldn’t bother you at all, right? Why should it bother me if you do it?”

“Little One, you are mine, don’t even think about doing that, EVER” he growls out striding toward me while grabbing at my arms. “If you go anywhere near a BDSM club you will do so with me and me alone. I do not share what is mine easily and will never do so if I am not around to see. Especially if it involves watching your beautiful face when you come at my command. ” He lightly strokes my wrist as he continues “I was only at the Dungeon because Blaze asked me to do a nine week demo series on different forms of bondage. I had wished it was you that I was working with, but I had to use a club sub instead.”

“Well if Blaze asked you I guess its fucking okay then. Did you fuck her?”

“Little One, that’s ten and if you keep it up it is going to be a hell of a lot worse on you.” As he settles himself back on the couch placing the soda and crackers on a side table he motions to his lap. “Settle yourself over my lap and count them out. NOW!”

Gritting my teeth the whole time I took my time, I leisurely lie out over his lap. After the ten he continues rubbing my reddened ass and slowly turns me over in his lap. “I told you, Pearl, I would be yours and only yours and that you would be mine and only mine. I have not strayed from that. I really did hope that it was you I would be able to scene with, but it didn’t work out that way this time. I ended up only doing about an hour of work on her. I did some different rope patterns and suspensions and was going to flog her to finish the session, but Blaze took over for me and sated Layla’s need.”

I couldn’t stop the outburst that comes next. “Layla? Are you fucking kidding me? That little piece of shit is the reason we fought not even a month ago. You think it was a good idea to scene with the little bitch that is trying to get me the fuck outta the picture so she can get into your bed? What the fuck is wrong with you, Tank? You use your dick over your brain in this?” I struggle to get out of Abraham’s grasp and try to sit up with no luck.

Without another word he flips me back over and lands ten on my tender ass and thighs. “DO NOT EVER TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME AGAIN, LITTLE ONE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? And you know what you should be addressing me as when your ass is laid out to me on a silver platter so that I can punish it.” As he lands five more he rubs my ass and his fingers slip into my wet folds rubbing harshly. The moan that escapes could not have been helped. “Always so wet for me, Little One. You really do enjoy your punishment, don’t you?” As he continues his assault on my pussy he peppers my ass with the last five smacks. He continues to gently rub my ass and pussy for a few minutes not bringing me anywhere near the orgasm I so greatly seek.

“Now sit up and eat these, drink some of the soda, and go back to bed so you can pick up the girls. I gotta get back to Chicago; work calls. I will see you Saturday morning; make sure that you think about the way you talked to me and your constant questioning of my intentions, especially with Layla. I will not lie or cheat on you, and you need to understand that. I will call you tonight to make sure that you are still feeling better and that the girls are still doing well.”

He leans down and tenderly kisses me on the check. “I’ll miss you, Little One. And I will think about you as I take myself in my hand and stroke myself off for the next two nights. You, however, will not come until you have made me believe that you are not still questioning me at every turn. Is that understood, Little One?”

“Sir,” comes out on a whisper before my eyes hit the floor and I finish, “Yes, Sir, I understand. Thanks for the discipline and showing me the error in my behavior.”

As he walks out of the house I feel more rundown than I have during this whole week with the flu in the house. I hope that I can reflect of my thoughts and feelings to hopefully come up with an explanation of why I am always so easily brought to questioning this man who has given me nothing but honesty, loyalty, care, and hope for the future.

Chapter 20- Abraham

I stop by a couple of the MC bars on my way back into Chicago on Thursday afternoon. We still have no information on why the Knight’s were anywhere near our clubhouse. I put fucking feelers out there with everyone, and we have gotten nothing out of them. Blaze wants us to set a meet with the Knight’s Prez, Clutch, to figure out what the fuck is going on.

Getting back to my house around 6pm I head in quick to shower before I head over to the clubhouse. I call Pearl as I am getting out of the shower to see how she is doing.

“I’m much better, Abraham. The flu is gone and I’m heading into work tomorrow. Now my ass umm… butt hurts for some reason.” I hear her girls giggling in the background as she continues, “How was your day?”

“Good, the drive back was good, and now I am on my way to the clubhouse to talk to Blaze. Are you still planning on coming down on Saturday and staying over with the girls?”

“Oh yeah, I plan on coming on Saturday, and even Sunday Sir, hopefully more than once,” she coughs out.

“Oh, Little One. I will be the one to decide that. Be a good girl and keep your hands off my pussy until I tell you different. We will discuss your predicament after the girls go to sleep on Saturday after a fun-filled day. Make sure you are thinking about what we talked about earlier today as well. See you soon.”

“OK, OK. See you Saturday, Abraham.” With that the phone is disconnected, and I am am left wanting her. Back in the shower, I go to rub one out for the second time today. This relationship and monogamy shit is a lot more work than my previous existence of just being able to get my dick wet when it needs to.

Pulling up I see a few of the brothers outside so I head over by them. Gun, Trip, Blaze, and two newer prospects are looking toward the cameras that are mounted on the outside of the clubhouse.

“What’s going on, brothers?” I say stopping in front of them.

“This camera was taken out this morning. I’m not sure when it happened, but we just came out and noticed it,” Prez says, shaking his head in disbelief. “Can you get the feeds, Tank, so we can see if we can pick out who might have done this? Or if we can see whoever was around before it happened?”

“Yeah, Blaze, I will do it right now. Do you want us to set a meet with Clutch as well?”

“Wait until after we get a chance to look at the footage in case there is a rat in our fucking midst. After that though yeah probably for tomorrow or Saturday night. We could always head out to their club outside of town. Clutch is usually always there on the weekend and there are enough citizens around that they would not dare to set an ambush or pull their weapons without talking with us first.”

“I can get a hold of their VP, Polack, and set a meet. He and I have a little history and I should be able to touch base with him.” Gun throws into the mix continuing with. “He and I got into it after he took my little sister out on a few dates a couple years back. It came to blows a time or two before we finally worked it all out.”

I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my lips knowing I was going to egg him on already knowing how this story ends. “What happened between you and Polack again? And how did it end up for you?”

“Fuck you, Tank, you already know this shit!” He screams at me while looking pissed off which brings a bigger smile to my face and I have to hold back a laugh. “My sister threatened both of us with a baseball bat if we didn’t knock it off. She told me that she could fuck whomever she wanted and that I couldn’t tell her what to do. My sister is fucking crazy so I backed the fuck off. She saw him for a couple more weeks and then moved on I guess because I haven’t seen him around the house in a couple of months.” The guys all have a good laugh at Gun’s expense. That story makes me laugh every time I hear it.

Still chuckling to myself I leave the group to go into the main office and log into the computer so that I can check the security feed. When I pull up the video the only person that I see around the cameras are Layla and a couple of the new prospects, but they were nowhere near the camera when it was disabled. No big help there, I guess.

Walking back through the clubhouse I approach Blaze at the bar and order a beer and a shot of Jack from Doc. Blaze lets me know that Gun got a hold of Polack and the meet is set up at a neutral bar tomorrow night. I hope to fuck that it ends better than the last few meetings we have had with them. They always start out good enough and then some fucker always puts their two cents in pissing the wrong people off and punches get thrown. I haven’t been to jail in a while and hope to hell not to go there tomorrow. Especially with Pearl and the girls coming into town the next morning.

Deciding to stay at the clubhouse tonight I kick back by Blaze at the bar and have a few Jacks. Trying to keep up with Blaze is fucking impossible, I don’t know how he does this and still gets up in the morning. Throughout the night, Layla and some of the other club whores come sniffing around me, but I quickly remind them that I am no longer interested in getting my dick wet with them. They quickly move on to the next brother and leave me alone for the remainder of the night. Blaze and I talked about the upcoming meeting and we continued to drink until the early morning. I crash hard in my old room at the clubhouse barely remembering my name as I pass out.

When I get up I know that I have hours before the meet so I go home and call my mom over to help me child proof the house. Which leads her to ask a billion questions about who, when, where, why, how and everything else. FUCK! I give my mom as little information as possible but enough that she helps me to clean up and put breakables and shit away. I tell her a little about Pearl, Rose, and Iris. Letting her know that I have been thinking a lot about my future and that I see them in it. She is beaming with the realization that I am thinking about settling down and even maybe claiming an old lady. Great, I will never live this down now.

As we were going through the house my mom even ended up talking me into going to the store to get some stuff for the girls. She insisted that I buy some car seats for the truck. She said that I couldn’t be too careful and they would be nice to have around just in case. Just in case of what, I am not sure but, I get them and a whole lot more. She sticks around when I have to leave for the meet and finishes organizing the house with the stuff we picked up at the store.

Pulling up to the meet early to check security, I run into the Knights’ VP in the parking lot.

“Polack,” I say giving him a nod as I take a good look over him to check for weapons he might be concealing.

“Tank,” he returns the nod and eye fucking and we continue on our ways.

Thirty minutes later and we are sitting down at a long table. Eight men a total of four on each side: Blaze, me, Gun, and Trip on one side as Clutch, Polack, Joker, and Pinch are opposite of us.

Blaze starts with, “We called this meet to see why you were knocking at our gates last weekend, Clutch.”

Clutch looks dumbfounded. “We were nowhere near that piece of shit place you call a clubhouse. We were out of the city for the last week. When was this that you say we were knocking on your gates?”

Blaze’s face strains as he barely holds his anger in. “Last Friday night. Eight Knights were outside of our gates wanting to meet with me or Tank. I can pull up the video if you want, but it is your cuts and that’s about all you are going to see from that angle of the video.”

“We were out on a run last week. We left Wednesday and didn’t get back until Sunday. There were maybe twelve guys back here because they had work commitments. Show me the video, and I will figure out who it was by their bikes and question them. I did not order anyone to come knocking on your door so don’t get any ideas, Blaze. The peace has been good for both of us, I think yeah?”

“I agree I am just a little irritated that you do not seem to have a very tight hold on your brothers. I will trust you to take care of this quickly and get back to me to let me know what has come from this. Let me know what you find out and what your solution for the problem is.” Turning to me he adds “Tank, did you upload that video?”

“Yeah, Prez, it’s right here.” I hand off the zip drive to him and he in turns gives it to Clutch. “That’s all the video that we had of the gate on last Friday night. It is not very high quality, but you should be able to get what you need Clutch.”

“I’ll be in touch within the week, Blaze, wait for my call” With that Clutch, Polack, Joker, and Pinch get up and leave the bar.

I am the first to talk. “So what do you think, Prez? Who the fuck would have the balls to go behind his back to come right to our door like that? And why would they do that?”

“I really don’t know, Tank. Clutch has one fucking week or we are going to get to the bottom of this shit by any means necessary. Trip why don’t you try to see where the Knights go from here and see if you can tail them a little while to help with my piece of mind. The rest of you let’s get the fuck outta here and head back to the clubhouse for a few.”

As we pull out of the parking lot my mind drifts to thoughts of that luscious ass, gorgeous brown eyes, beautiful fat lips, and hot tight cunt that will be all mine tomorrow night. Pearl will not know what hit her if she can’t explain some of her doubts and fears to me. I only stay at the clubhouse for about an hour knowing that it will be a long day tomorrow. I throw my leg over my bike and ride for home knowing when I wake up I will have my woman with me soon.