Man Of Steel Part 4

After the rumors of Dwayne's long reach from behind bars got back to me I had come up with the idea of sending up Cowboy and I've been regretting that decision ever since. He's not much better than his little brother and keeping the both of them leashed was d.a.m.n near a fulltime job.

"Besides Cowboy isn't going to do him and he knows it, we already had this talk remember?" He just gave me his cynical a.s.s grin and kept his mouth shut. It was a hard thing to go from being a cop sworn to uphold the law to calling hits on men but I could live with that s.h.i.t. Any man who could rape a baby girl and slit her f.u.c.king throat didn't deserve to live end of story.

I didn't lose any sleep over the s.h.i.t I did these days, my conscience was clear. I don't rush to judgment and I give everyone the benefit of the doubt, but once the proof is there and cannot be disputed then yes, I take matters into my own hands. And if my guys were honest with themselves they'd admit that it was for that very reason that they'd approached me in the first place. My reputation had always preceded me. I had more citations for going hard on a perp that it was a wonder the bra.s.s hadn't fired my a.s.s years before I quit. Now I don't have to answer to anyone, I do s.h.i.t my way and one Dwayne Smothers was a dead man walking. He was just not going to be dealt with by Cowboy, the bloodthirsty f.u.c.k.

"Who's got tonight?" I took out my little electronic gadget that I used to keep track of s.h.i.t. When we were running an Op, everything had to be in place, every detail seen to so that there were no missteps. Since Dwayne had let it be known that he was willing to kill Stephanie so she couldn't testify we had had to amp up her security more than ever before. Jake had come in handy there, since we had no jurisdiction it wasn't easy for us to get a man in the cla.s.sroom with her, but Jake had planted one of his guys there for a little added support for our girl.

Jake has a lot more involvement with us than most people know and that's just the way we like to keep it. He handles the arrest and jailing of whomever we plan to send up for whatever undercover we're working behind bars. I don't know what happened to turn the hard-nose cop, we never discussed the s.h.i.t, but I'm just glad that we'd found each other.

Though Jake dealt more with gangs and drug trafficking, somehow our worlds always collided at some point. Fecal matter is still s.h.i.t no matter what guise it wears and a.s.sholes always gravitate towards each other. He was doing his thing from behind the badge to clean up the streets and my guys and I were doing our bit from the backs of our bikes.

Chapter 13.

I had everything outlined from start to finish on the screen as far as I could tell. There was a crew heading in from out of town to help with detail for the day of, and this weekend at Jake's was supposed to be some sort of pow wow with the different chapters. We chose Jake's or more like he chose his place because as he put it a group of rival MCs getting together in his town was not exactly his idea of peaceful.

This little get together was my idea. Again my law enforcement training was kicking in, but as far as I can see it made more sense for all of us to put our heads together and do what the f.u.c.k we do. It was past time that we cleaned up the image and public perception of bikers anyway.

When we first started doing our rides in support of victims of child abuse and domestic violence we had no idea that there would be others interested in getting onboard.

The guys had come to me with a small contingent of men who had gotten the idea when one of their nieces had suffered at the hands of a known s.e.x offender out on bail or some s.h.i.t. When the perp had made threats and the cops had had their heads up their a.s.ses the guy had come up with the idea of getting his small crew together for protection. That's where the h.e.l.lions of Steel had been born. I know, pretty cliched name for a crew but it fits.

By the time they recruited me they had already been on a few rides, but they realized that the s.h.i.t was bigger than they expected. They needed organization and some kind of format. I came onboard first and foremost because they sold me on what it was they were trying to achieve and second because I was proud of these guys who'd been trying to come back from their criminal past.

Not that the f.u.c.ks were on the straight and narrow, every so often I have to knock heads together when they slip up and do some s.h.i.t they have no right doing now that they had legitimate outlets available to them. But I guess it was a pipe dream to expect them to go cold turkey. As long as they weren't peddling drugs I was okay with whatever the f.u.c.k they got up to.

Now that the government had seen fit to legalize weed I had my hands full keeping their a.s.ses in check. There was already a grow in the works; my job was seeing to it that all the bylaws were followed to the letter. Other than that they had the bike shop business, and Lily had set up an online store where they sold shirts and other novelty items with the crew's emblem.

One of the sisters was into jewelry making and that s.h.i.t seemed to be doing pretty good too, so I had no worries about my boys falling back into a life of crime. Things were on an upward swing as far as I could tell. I kept a tight rein on their a.s.ses since they'd somehow designated me as their leader, maybe because I was older or maybe because of my experience.

Whatever it was it was a true testament to their growth that I appreciated their loyalty and friendships more than that of my former colleagues. These boys had come through the fire and were better men for it, I have to respect that. Now if I could get them to put aside their taste for blood all would be well in my little world.

"Okay Marcel you've got lead tonight, my woman and I got engaged today so I need to at least seal the f.u.c.king deal before she heads south." There was a lot of congratulations and backslapping before I could go on. I figured that was as good a way as any to share the news without getting sappy about the s.h.i.t. "Okay can we get back to the matter at hand now? I don't need you twits to teach me how to handle my woman." They thought that s.h.i.t was funny, young people always think they know s.h.i.t.

"Like I was saying Marcel you've got point tonight, please for the love of f.u.c.k keep this brood in line. Deke, you're at the house, we're getting close to D-day and I don't know what the f.u.c.k he and his pals have planned but we're prepared for anything. Now Deke I'm singling you out because we all know you're usually the one setting s.h.i.t off. No a.s.sault weapons; if s.h.i.t pops off and you have to throw down use the nine, but please for the love of f.u.c.k, no AKs in a residential area."

"Uh Lieu I'm pretty sure that was you last time that did that s.h.i.t."

"That was different." Like f.u.c.k it was, but the difference was that I had more control than this bunch.

"How was that different old man?"

"That f.u.c.ker p.i.s.sed me the f.u.c.k off that's how. Now we've got everything else where it's supposed to be and so far things are looking good. We've got that meet with the h.e.l.lfire crew and the others coming up." I could already see the posturing starting, this could turn out to be the best idea I've ever had or the most f.u.c.ked, we'll see.

"I expect you girls to be on your best behavior, no f.u.c.k ups, remember why the f.u.c.k we're doing this okay." They all nodded in agreement but I knew it was wishful thinking to expect to get these guys together in such close proximity without somebody getting stupid.

I understand that my crew had had run-ins with members of other crews before and there was still some bad blood floating around out there. But that's why the other three heads and I were coming together, to get something worked out where we could at least work together on this s.h.i.t.

I wasn't asking them to clasp hands and sing old spirituals or some s.h.i.t, just to put aside any grievances for the sake of the women and children we'd decided to protect. I was pretty sure my guys would be fine but it didn't take much to get some of them going. And since this was taking place on what was basically their territory they might have their backs up if something went sour.

These MCs were very conscious of their own creed and rules and s.h.i.t. It didn't take much to have their panties in a bunch over some imagined slight. It would be like walking a tightrope but I think we could pull it off; it was only for one afternoon after all.

The others wanted in on what we were doing as far as the protection rides and I appreciated it. This thing had stretched across state lines and we could use all the manpower we could get, but sometimes hot heads prevailed and s.h.i.t got out of control. I wanted everyone who came onboard to understand and respect what this s.h.i.t was about, and leave everything else at the door. If they couldn't do that s.h.i.t they were out, no exceptions.

I headed back to the house in time to take Holly back to her mother for the night. She made a fuss because she was still caught up in the excitement and wanted to stay, but I knew Deanna was already feeling raw over the whole ring thing and so as not to make waves I bribed my kid with a sundae run to get her to go home to her mother.

On my return Lily had the house in darkness except for some candlelight. There was soft music playing in the background and rose petals strewn all the f.u.c.k over. When the f.u.c.k did she get those? It looked like she was in the mood for some soft, sweet loving but I had other ideas. It's not everyday a man gets engaged; I have to make this s.h.i.t memorable.

She was lying back on the bed in one of those seductive numbers that usually would have me on her in a heartbeat, but with what I had in mind that s.h.i.t was too vanilla. "Strip." She grinned and hopped up to do my bidding. Poor thing, she had no idea what I had in store for her a.s.s, literally.

I headed for the bathroom to get things ready and since she'd been setting the scene for romance I muted the lights making sure I would be able to see what the f.u.c.k I was doing. Going back into the bedroom I leaned over her running my fingers over the new growth on her p.u.s.s.y.

"You need a shave let's go." She looked down at herself and pouted.

"It's not that much." My only answer was a look that she understood and left the bed to follow me into the other room.

"Hop up here." I patted the vanity where I'd laid out the stuff I was gonna need. I helped her little a.s.s up before pulling the little stool over to sit in front of her.

"Spread." She spread her legs and planted her feet next to her hips leaving herself wide open, just the way I like.

First things first, I sniffed her scent, nothing like it. "I'm using the straight razor to hold still baby." I lathered her up good and then shoved two fingers inside her to hold her still before sc.r.a.ping the blade slowly down. Those fingers weren't still either as I went after her spot and rubbed slowly, teasingly. I wasn't going hard enough to bring her off, but just enough to keep her wet.

Still she couldn't control her hips as they started to grind. "Stop moving babe before my hand slips." She groaned and complained but fought to keep still. "Hayden quit teasing me you jerk." She looked down to see what I was doing as I concentrated on what I was doing.

"Lean back so I can get these hard to reach places." She leaned back on her hands, which sent her t.i.ts with their rings that she'd put back in high in the air. Pulling my drenched fingers from her p.u.s.s.y I licked them clean before dipping them in the gel I had sitting uncovered next to her. "Open." When she opened her legs wider so I could reach the hair between the creases of her thighs, I eased my two oiled fingers into her a.s.s up to the first knuckle.

She hissed and bucked and I waited until she calmed down before sinking them farther and deeper. When they were as far in her as they were gonna get I continued shaving her. My c.o.c.k was leaking and throbbing but I wasn't ready to release the beast yet. We still had a ways to go before he could come out and play.

When she was smooth I got the wet washcloth and wiped her off making sure to get everything. I liked the picture she made all spread open and waiting for my d.i.c.k. Leaning over I held her p.u.s.s.y lips open with my thumbs and stuck my tongue inside her p.u.s.s.y while f.u.c.king her a.s.s with my fingers. Her hands came down and her fingers dug into my scalp as she f.u.c.ked my tongue. "Blade, f.u.c.k, s.h.i.t, f.u.c.k."

Oh yeah she was gone, she only calls me by my street name when she's lost all control. I ate her p.u.s.s.y and played in her a.s.s until her screams had turned into hoa.r.s.e moans. On each upward lick I hit her c.l.i.t with the ball in the my tongue and she screeched. Pulling my fingers out of her a.s.s I used my free hand to release my c.o.c.k from my boxers and pulled her down off the counter and straight onto my upstanding c.o.c.k.

"Ow, oh s.h.i.t, you f.u.c.k." She started babbling away at me as I sat her fully on my meat. Funnily enough she can take me in the a.s.s much easier than inside her little p.u.s.s.y. I pulled her hair back roughly so I could take her nipple in my mouth. I licked first before biting into the inviting morsel as I used my other hand to pull her on and off my c.o.c.k.

"Squeeze." She clenched around my d.i.c.k as we both grunted and moaned. She rode my c.o.c.k with her a.s.s for all she was worth her inhibitions of she'd had any, long gone. "Play with your p.u.s.s.y baby."

She pushed her fingers inside and came bringing me off with her. The feel of her fingers rubbing against my c.o.c.k through that little membrane was too f.u.c.king much. I think I howled when I came that time.

Far from being over we were just beginning. Standing I headed for the shower with her still impaled on my c.o.c.k. Once inside I turned the jets on before easing her up and off my d.i.c.k. I took my time and cleaned him off real good before putting my hand on her head and guiding her down to her knees.

She sucked me off until I grew hard again. "You feel like a skull f.u.c.k babe?" She bobbed her head around my d.i.c.k and moaned. "Okay hold on." A skull f.u.c.k as opposed to a deep throat was meant to cause pain. It added a whole other element but if done right could be pleasurable for both of us. It was another one of those things that we enjoyed on occasion but didn't indulge too often for fear of doing her serious harm.

Grabbing both sides of her head I went all the way in before holding still and letting her get used to me. When she stopped gagging I thrust hard back and forth going as deep as I could with each thrust. "Look at me." Her eyes were almost crossed when she looked up at me and her face was turning red. There was spit and pre c.u.m leaking down the sides of her mouth to her chin and dripping onto her chest. I didn't want to c.u.m in her throat this time so I pulled out before I could get too far-gone.

"Get in position." She faced the wall and spread her legs with her hands flat against the wall. I knelt and took one more swipe at her p.u.s.s.y with my tongue, getting her wet again before standing up behind her. I pulled her hips back until her a.s.s was c.o.c.ked just the way I wanted before slamming into her.

She screamed and dragged her nails down the tiled wall, her body shaking as I held still. "Hurt?"

"Uh huh." Her voice was soft and small as she climbed to her toes to ease the pressure. "Take it." I pulled out and went back in on a different angel, going after her spot. I caught a glimpse of me ring on her finger, my first sign of ownership I guess you can say, and it did something to me. Something that had me latching onto her neck with my teeth as I f.u.c.ked in and out of her harder than I ever had before tonight.

I didn't let up on her p.u.s.s.y driving my d.i.c.k hard into her belly as she f.u.c.ked back at me. I slammed into her over and over again like I was going to break my d.i.c.k off inside her stomach, until she came hard and her body went limp. Pulling back and out I turned off the water before lifting her out the stall. With just a rough wipe down with the towel I led her into the bedroom and laid her back on the bed, spreading her legs so I could fit in between them.

I came down over her and slid back in, going gently this time as she wrapped her legs around me letting me know that she was okay, that she was still with me. It was a slow grinding f.u.c.k after that until I shot off inside her and shook it out until I'd fed her every last drop. "Love you Lily."

"I love you too." I soothed her with soft kisses and nibbles in between soft murmurings of love. When we'd both caught our breaths, I slid to my side pulling her into me still connected. It was the perfect end to our perfect day as far as I was concerned. With my hand resting on her a.s.s holding onto my softening c.o.c.k we fell off into darkness.

Chapter 14.

The weekend was here before you knew it and it was coming down to crunch time. There had been a lot of movement in the last few days and everyone was on high alert. Stephanie's court date was this Monday and she was having a hard time of it. I was hoping the party at Jake's would go a long way to settling her down some. I wanted her to have as normal a time as possible before she was thrown into the bowels of h.e.l.l in the next couple days.

I had a lot on my plate that I was juggling. There were other things going on that needed our attention at the moment, some of it too close for comfort. I had a neighborhood under siege by the criminal element that the cops couldn't seem to get a handle on. One of the residents had put a bug in one of the crewmembers' ear and we'd had a meet.

This was one of those rare times when we were working close with the cops. Since their hands were tied I had decided to take point. The neighborhood wasn't that far and it would only be a matter of time before their s.h.i.t reached my backyard.

It was Friday evening when we decided to make our move before heading over to Stephanie and Donna's place. I only took five guys with me because I didn't want to traumatize these people anymore than they already were. Bikers were still seen as gangsters with little more than chaos and mayhem on their minds. In order to get these people to trust us I had to show them that there was another side to us.

The word on the street was that they were scared to talk to the cops but they wanted to take back their streets. How they planned on doing that s.h.i.t by running scared was anybody's guess. I already had my ideas on how to deal with the bulls.h.i.t but I needed to hear from their mouths that they wanted our interference.

Tonight's meet was going to be at a town meeting of all things. Apparently the last time they'd gathered at town hall to discuss their problem the offenders had broken down the doors and disrupted the proceedings, before issuing some threats that had put fear in all concerned.

As a man it was hard for me to understand how any one, man or woman who was paying their taxes and living their lives according to the laws of the land could just so easily give up their rights to anyone else. I understood the fear of those more violent but there had to be a way to combat that s.h.i.t. The mere idea of anyone having that kind of power over me was just too f.u.c.king foreign.

Some of these people, from what I've heard, were afraid to go out in their yards. They were no longer little children playing on the street because the thugs had taken to terrorizing them. It was up to the h.e.l.lions to bring back some type of order to this f.u.c.kery before it really got out of hand and so that's where we were headed now.

The meeting was already under way when we showed up. There were some raised brows when we first walked in but some guy stood up and went to the podium. I guess he was the caller. "Everyone, these are the guys I told you about. Now I know they look a little rough around the edges but remember I told you about their work with the abused children and women."

There were a few murmurs and some shoulders seemed to relax after his little speech but there was still some tension in the room. One guy stood up and faced the room and I could tell he wasn't too pleased that we were here.

"So we're trading in one set of tyrants for another? What's to say that after this bunch gets rid of the ones we have now that they won't take their place? Better the devil you know. At least the ones parading our streets are just fighting amongst each other, they haven't really done anything to any of us except for a few threats here and there. What happened the other day was a one off, it was an accident. If we're more careful and stick to our homes we can avoid anything like that happening again. If we go off half c.o.c.ked and bring these guys in here who's to say this bunch won't subject us to worse than we've already been subjected to?"

That set off a little debate and my guys and I just stood back and let them hash their s.h.i.t out amongst each other. What they didn't understand is that once I'd studied their little town and seen what was going on I'd already made up my mind to take care of s.h.i.t with or without their approval. If someone didn't, this s.h.i.t was going to spread and become something none of them had ever experienced before in their lives. Then it might be too late.

"I think since these guys have come all this way the least we can do is hear what they have to say." That was Thomas the first speaker. The room quieted down as I made my way to the front and faced them. There were mostly middle-aged men and women here with a few late twenty to thirty somethings thrown into the mix. Old enough to know better than the s.h.i.t they were spewing, they couldn't be that f.u.c.king green.

I decided not to beat around the bush and get right to it. These people didn't need any more coddling; they needed a serious wakeup call before they lost their whole way of life. It was a situation I was all too familiar with, both from my days on the force and now. Entire communities victimized by a few criminal element types. There was only one of two ways to deal with this s.h.i.t. Fight back, or lay down and give up. Since the place was only a stone's throw away from where I lived only one of those options applied.

"Your neighborhood is f.u.c.ked because you've got people running around killing each other. Now they've f.u.c.ked up and killed an innocent kid and that's where I come in. Some of you seem to think that the lost of a young boy's life was no big deal." I glared pointedly at the stupid f.u.c.k who'd been spewing his s.h.i.t before and watched him cringe back into his seat.

The cops can't do s.h.i.t because each time something happens and they talk to you, suddenly everyone's suffering from the same f.u.c.king disease. D.K.S, don't know s.h.i.t. You claim to want to clean up your streets but you refuse to talk, you prefer to let a bunch of punks run you. You've given them all the power and you have none.

Well you know what? That's fine, you're all adults, that's your choice and you have to live with it. But you know who don't? Your kids, the innocents whose lives are in grave danger day in and day out. That's who we're here for. These kids will not pay for your cowardice and stupidity. I will have every last one of them moved into foster care and away from this s.h.i.t hole until you lot grow a f.u.c.king pair and take your f.u.c.king world back. If you think that s.h.i.t can't be done try me. As to your a.s.sumption that we'll just take over where these thugs left off I have only one thing to say to that." Once again I turned my attention to the resident a.s.shole. "f.u.c.k you."

I gave them some time to hammer out what it was they wanted to do, but I left them with the knowledge that one way or another, we were gonna do something whether they were too afraid or not. In the end Thomas, who it turns out was the uncle of the fifteen year old who was gunned down while playing a friendly game of basketball, was the one to take the lead and ask for our help.

"I can't speak for everyone else but I live here too and it was my family that was. .h.i.t the hardest. We can't afford to let this s.h.i.t go on any longer. Do whatever it is that you need to Mr. Blade, my family and I appreciate it." His words shamed some of the others it seemed because soon more people were approaching us and offering their hands in thanks. Then they offered us coffee and cake and I felt like I'd fallen down the rabbit hole.

Served Deke's a.s.s right that the elderly women latched onto him. He did have that innocent boy next door look if you overlooked the million and one tats and the piercings that were visible. He blushed beet red when one of them took his hand led him over to the table where she handed him a cupcake with sprinkles and gushed over what a polite young man he was when he said ayes ma'am' and athank you'. I kept my hand over my mouth to hide the laughter and not embarra.s.s him farther, but Stryder and D'Angelo had no such qualms. Of course I was the one he glared at once the deluded grandmother wasn't looking.

We hung around for a while longer since the tension seemed to have abated a bit. I guess they were secure in the fact that we weren't there to rob them and run off with their women in the middle of the night. And after learning that I was an ex-cop the resistance melted away almost entirely. I guess that s.h.i.t still had its purpose.

I gave them a brief rundown of what we were going to do and after some browbeating got the names of the main players in the gang that was running roughshod over their liberty. We'd already ascertained some of the info but it was always best to have the inside track. It was the only sure way to ensure that we weren't f.u.c.king up an innocent bystander.

From there it was over to Stephanie's place to take up guard duty. She was a little more excited tonight because of the BBQ tomorrow. It was the first time in a while that she would be seeing the kids. I'd introduced her to Holly and Jake and Jackie's twins along with Andrew the little boy that was the son of Jake's tenant. According to Lily it was important for kids who'd been through this s.h.i.t to try to have as normal a life as possible. The problem is that so far Stephanie refuses to leave her house unless we were there, even when it came to school. This was my way of giving her as much normal as I could.

Chapter 15.

The next day was BBQ day, I'd already called Jake to see if there was anything he needed us to bring but he shut me down. I wasn't at all nervous about the fact that I was about to bring rival crews together in a place where there were going to be women and children. Jake's team was already slated to be on hand and I'd told my guys no weapons. I'm not sure how Jake planned to enforce that rule among the others but he said he had it all under control.

After getting off the phone I went in search of lily, who claimed she needed a head start on the day. What the f.u.c.k she needed to do was anybody's guess. She was already done in the bath so I headed for the shower. I guess there wasn't going to be any early morning nookie for yours truly. She was puttering around the bedroom hopping from leg to leg as she tried to put on her shoes and her earrings at the same time. That's some female s.h.i.t if I ever saw any.

She was wearing a new outfit, which was to be expected. For some reason whenever she was going to be around strange women she went all out on the beauty front. I kept telling her that she had no compet.i.tion but apparently it wasn't about me, it was some secret female s.h.i.t that all women had going on.

"You're looking very un-doctor-like over there doc."

"You like?" She turned and showed me her a.s.s in the tight low riders, which she knew would make me f.u.c.k stupid. I grunted or something close to it until my eyes caught sight of her lower back. "Lily what the f.u.c.k? Come here." she sauntered over to me and I pulled her the rest of the way in by her waistband before turning her around. "What did I tell you about this s.h.i.t?"

There was ink in her back, now I wasn't born on the back of a bike and everything I do isn't about being part of an MC. I have other likes and dislikes outside of that s.h.i.t and one of my dislikes is my woman having marks of any kind on her skin.

"It's not real, calm down. Can't you see it looks all healed over and everything? how was I supposed to have done that without you knowing?" She had a point, ink takes a while to heal up and s.h.i.t. Now that I knew it wasn't real I took the time to study it. She had my name Blade written in cursive with some sort of curlicue design surrounding it.

I put her up on the bed on her knees and reached around in front of her and lowered her zipper before pushing her pants down to her knees. "Hayden."

"Shh, it'll be fine I promise I won't take long." I pulled her thongs to the side and ran the head of my already hard c.o.c.k up and down her slit before sinking in. "Oh yeah." My hand went to her hair and I fisted it into a ponytail, while my other arm went around her middle to pull her back on my c.o.c.k.

"Um, um, um." Her cries grew in volume as I pounded away at her without mercy, going after her cervix when she started juicing nicely. It was the only time I could do that without causing her unnecessary pain. I f.u.c.ked into her cervix until I felt the tight ring snap around my c.o.c.khead. Now the fun begins. Holding myself there I pulled on her c.l.i.t hard, she trembled and rocked back trying to take the last few inches into her.