Black Heart And Red Redemption (Iron Dogz MC)

by René Van Dalen

  Beast was truly playing dirty.

  And then she surprised me, not a single word about Beast or his kids. Not one. She talked about her garden, about Gail, her niece, who was due any day now and complained about the guys dirtying up her kitchen when she wasn’t here. While I sat there and sipped my tea and munched on a scone smothered in real butter and strawberry jam waiting for her to say something about Beast.

  Nothing.

  I was dying of curiosity and so badly wanted to ask her opinion but I couldn’t. I was too shy to broach the subject of the giant asshole and myself.

  We were still sipping our tea and chatting about absolutely nothing at all when DC came storming into my room. Her face like a thundercloud. She was pissed. Really, really pissed.

  “How long have we been friends?”

  “Uhm, since I was about fourteen or fifteen I think. Maybe before that even.”

  “And why, in all this time that we’ve been friends haven’t you ever told me it was freaking Beast who broke your freaking heart before you left for London? We all knew you were seeing someone, but we thought it was one of the dancers. God, if I had known it was him I would have cut off his balls and he wouldn’t have had that bitch on his back all this time.”

  I cleared my throat softly. “Uhm...if you did that he wouldn’t have his little girls either.”

  DC shrugged as she dragged a chair over to the small table and fell into it.

  “Jesus, Tori, you should have told us. We would have taken your back and you wouldn’t have disappeared from our freaking lives. Now I know why you never came home. You were too scared of running into the bastard.” She growled angrily. “Just thinking about it makes my blood boil and I want to rush out of this room and cut his nuts off. But I can’t because he’s Hawk’s brother and however much you try to deny it, he’s your man.”

  I shook my head vigorously from side to side. “No. He’s not. I can’t get all those sluts he has been with out of my head. It’s like the worst I have seen at the RW clubhouse is marching through my head with him in the starring role.”

  DC snorted a laugh. “Oh stop it. His track record isn’t so bad. Let me tell you about Hawk. It will make your hair stand on end.” I threw a look at Aunt Beryl and she nodded in agreement.

  “I hate to say it about my nephew but he was a total player.” She wrinkled her nose in disgust and DC nodded in agreement.

  “When I walked into the clubhouse the first time it was to pull my baby sister’s mouth off Dollar’s cock.” At my gasp she nodded. “But that’s a story for another day. At the time Hawk had three regular women plus he fucked plenty of other women on the side whenever he felt the urge. He even had women at the other chapters. The second time I walked in here was during a party and he was getting a blowjob right out there in the common room from one of his bitches while he had the other two on either side of him, virtually topless. He was disgusting. Absolutely disgusting.”

  “Eeeeuw!” I pulled a face as I imagined that scene. I gave a shudder and DC nodded.

  “We became us after some shit went down but the freaking sluts wouldn’t back off. Everywhere we went there they were. It took me beating some of them bloody before the sluts got with the program.”

  My mouth hung open in shock.

  “That must have been so difficult because I know you never share your men. If they couldn’t commit to only you they were gone.”

  “Exactly. But I dealt with it and so will you. Beast was nowhere near as bad as Hawk. I know he fucked some of the sluts and had a thing with Chris for a little while but it’s been over for weeks now.”

  She might have said more but the only thing that stuck in my head was the name Chris and the fact that he’d had a regular thing with her. Shit.

  “Who is Chris?”

  “Maybe you shouldn’t have mentioned her right now, sweetheart.” Aunt Beryl said softly. “You were ahead and then you shot yourself in the foot. No woman wants to have the woman her man was having a thing with in her face every day, and you know that through bitter experience. Instead of scaring her off why don’t you take care of that aching leg of hers? Our girl needs a massage.”

  DC didn’t say a word, just nodded, picked up the massage lotion, moved onto the bed and started soothing the aches from my leg. Bliss and not bliss, it hurt, but in a good way.

  Aunt Beryl took my shaking hand in hers when I hissed in pain. Then she proceeded to take my mind from my leg. “Now you listen to me. Chris is a nice girl but she was never going to hold onto Beast. He was blowing off steam while she was hoping for something more. I warned her but she didn’t listen.” She squeezed my hand. “Don’t make the same mistake she did, listen to what I have to say.”

  I nodded when she paused and waited for my decision with raised eyebrows. No way would I ignore her advice, she’s been around the club for years and knew these guys. I would not disregard any advice she gave me.

  “I’ve known Beast since he became a prospect at the club and he’s always been the quiet type. He changed radically during his time with the Cape Town chapter. The only way I can describe it is he became dark. He has done things for his club that has stained his soul even darker and he just didn’t care. Until Joslyn was born. He fell in love with that little girl the minute he held her in his arms. He was the best dad he could be under the horrible circumstance he was living in. That awful woman never gave up trying to get him to claim her as his old lady. He refused to bring her to the club, she always came on her own, and he never claimed her as his wife. Didn’t give a damn that she fucked the hangers on that came around the club. His brothers never touched her because they all knew what she was. When he decided he’d had enough and wanted a divorce she got him drunk then raped him and got pregnant again. He was shattered but he stuck to his guns and went through with the divorce.”

  I couldn’t have stopped the gasp even if I had wanted to. He had never said she had raped him. He had said she took what she wanted.

  Dearest virgin queen. He had been raped. That big strong man must have been gutted. Still was in some way.

  Oh sweet Jesus.

  “If I ever see that slut I’m going to klap (smack, hit) her so hard her teeth are going to freaking fly out of her mouth. And then I’m going to kick her in her over used parra (pussy, twat) and once I’m done kicking the shit out of it she won’t be using it for months.” I bit out angrily and then had to grin when DC and Aunt Beryl burst out laughing, DC threw out her hand and we high fived.

  “So on board with you on that one, sister. We’re going to kick her ass in technicolour.” She promised.

  “I want a piece of that action.” Aunt Beryl gave both of us a high five. “I was there after she threw those poor little babies at Beast and stormed off.” She shook her head. “It was at the start of spring and still chilly at night and those babies were dressed in barely anything. Jossy was dressed in a tattered t-shirt and threadbare shorts with no socks or shoes and Ellie wore panties and a t-shirt, no socks or shoes either. And it was obvious they hadn’t been bathed in several days. If not for the state those babies were in Beast would have followed and killed them both. I know that for a fact.”

  “Them?”

  “She’s a club slut with a club in Vereeniging. A bad club. Nothing like our boys. As far as I’ve been able to find out they manufacture, deal and transport drugs, not weed, the really bad shit.” DC clarified.

  “And she had his babies living with those horrible people? How could he allow that to happen?” I was confused. I couldn’t see Beast letting his kids live in a clubhouse with drug dealers.

  “He didn’t know.” Aunt Beryl explained. “He made sure they had a nice house with everything they needed. But soon after she moved away she started dropping the girls off, never letting him pick them up. She always had some excuse, saying she wanted to see friends or something. He didn’t know she had illegally sold the house until he started suing for full custody and by then he had his girls living with him here
on club property.”

  Again I was confused. “He has his kids living here in the clubhouse with him? Isn’t that like the pot calling the kettle black?”

  DC grinned and smacked me on the shoulder. Why?

  “No, silly. He lives in the house where Hawk used to keep his women. I called it his pussy house and it drove Hawk crazy every time I called it that. It became a family home for Rider, his girlfriend Penny and their brand new baby. And when he got his girls back Beast moved in with them because the house is huge.”

  Suddenly DC burst out laughing throwing her head back and falling back on the bed. She was laughing so hard while Aunt Beryl and I looked at each other in confusion. We didn’t get what was so funny. Until she explained.

  “This is so funny. I’m going to tease Beast so much about this.” She gasped. “That house is still a pussy house because it’s filled with more pussy than dicks. Four against two.”

  And she burst out laughing again and this time we joined her.

  She was so right. Beast was living in a pussy house, but the best kind of pussy house you could hope for.

  A house he shared with another brother, his woman and daughter and his two little girls.

  Shit, I was beginning to feel sorry for the ginormous Neanderthal asshole.

  I was sitting thinking about what Beast wanted from me when I felt DC’s eyes burning into me and I turned my head and gave her a questioning look. What now?

  “Okay, I know this can be seen as intruding on your privacy but I just can’t stand it anymore. I have to know.”

  “What?”

  She threw a smirky look at Aunt Beryl before she had my mouth dropping open in shock.

  “Beast is a huge guy, like truly huge and you’re freaking tiny. How in the world did you guys manage? He would squish you not to mention rip you apart with what I have heard is a very, very big cock. I always thought that’s why he chose women like the club girls.” She waved a hand around. “You know, they’ve been ridden a lot and are stretched out.” She snorted with laughter when she saw my face.

  I was shaking my head in shock, my mouth still hanging open. Unable to get a word out. All I could do was shake my head. I was stunned silent.

  “Leave her alone, DC. It’s not for us to know how they manage in bed, that’s their business.”

  DC shrugged. “If she wants to know about Hawk I’ll tell her so a little bit of quid pro quo wouldn’t go amiss.”

  “You are unbelievable, DC.” I growled. “Do you ask Pixie and Joney these kinds of questions? And if you do, do they answer you? I can’t imagine them telling you about their sex lives.”

  DC gave me a knowing little smile. “Pixie and I have no secrets whatsoever, we tell each other everything. And when I say everything I mean everything. So you might as well join the club.”

  I shook my head wildly from side to side.

  “No. Not joining your club. And just saying, if I had been ripped apart by a monstrous cock I wouldn’t be here. And that’s all I’m going to say about his cock, now or ever.”

  I clapped my hands over my eyes as the two of them started laughing.

  “Ooh, so he does have a big cock but you don’t think it’s monster sized. Must be because he was your first so you measured all the cocks after by the size of his.”

  “Oh God! Will you stop? That’s so gross, and no, I haven’t been measuring cocks at all.”

  DC gave a wicked grin. “I wonder if that was why Ilya had such a big dance cup thingy over his dick. I always thought it was that big to keep his cock and balls comfy.”

  “Jesus, DC, you have to stop. I don’t want to talk about cocks or sex anymore.” I called out in exasperation and that’s when Beast walked back into the room and stood looking at us with raised eyebrows.

  “I’m not going to ask because I sure as fuck don’t want to know.” He shook his head as if he wanted to shake something nasty out of his head before he focused on me.

  “Baby, I’ll be by later to take you down to dinner. We’re eating with the club tonight.”

  And after dropping that bomb he left me sitting on the bed staring at a smiling Aunt Beryl and DC who had slid off the bed while Beast dropped his bomb.

  “That man’s not taking No for an answer, that’s for sure.” DC smirked.

  They left shortly after but not before DC threw a challenge over her shoulder.

  “Dress sexy, there will be a few of his ex fuck toys at dinner.”

  Damn, damn, damn. I had nothing to wear. What was I thinking! Who the hell cared what I wore. Not me. Nope, not me.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  Tori

  I stood in front of my cupboard and looked at the meagre collection I had to choose from. One pair of jeans that I couldn’t wear because it was still too tight around my leg. Two pairs of black leggings. Four pairs of yoga pants. A few t-shirts, a couple of tank tops and my assortment of workout and dance clothes.

  In the end I settled on black leggings paired with an aquamarine off the shoulder t-shirt with long floaty lace sleeves. My small boobs didn’t need a lot of support so I wore a bandeau bra. I brushed my hair out and pinned the front back and let the rest hang loose down my back. I hadn’t had a proper hair cut since the accident and my hair was now down to the middle of my back. It was a bitch to put up when I worked out.

  I left my face bare, only used mascara, dark eyeliner and some lip gloss.

  My leg wasn’t ready for heels and I opted for a pair of flat leather peep toe sandals. After years of dancing my feet were too ugly to wear strappy sandals that would leave them on display. After two years of not dressing up I suddenly missed looking good. The next time I spoke to Pixie I was going to ask her to sneak some of my clothes out of my house and the duffle bag filled with my ballet stuff. When my leg was stronger I wanted to start doing some proper ballet workouts and I needed my clothes and shoes for that.

  Leaning closer to the mirror I poked at the skin around my eyes and was quietly happy that the bruises had faded so much that they were almost invisible. All that was left was a smallish yellowy browny bruise at the outer edge of my right eye and another below my left ear. I didn’t even need to use cover up on it because you had to be really close to notice it. And no one got that close.

  I was so damned nervous about this dinner with the club my insides were shaking. I wanted to go but at the same time I didn’t want to go. I knew there would be staring and whispers. I could handle those, have been handling it for years. It was the women Beast had been with that worried me. How was I going to handle watching them throwing Beast knowing little smiles and come on looks? And what if he gave them his attention? What then?

  Shit. This dinner was such a bad idea. I had to find some excuse not to go.

  And then it was too late. Beast appeared in the mirror behind me and I gasped in fright. I didn’t hear him come into the room or the bathroom.

  I froze when he ran his hand over my hair. “I’ve always loved your hair.”

  I shrugged then tried to get past him. The bathroom was too small for the both of us. But the bastard didn’t budge.

  “You look beautiful, Ladybug. This colour makes your skin glow and it enhances the colour of your eyes.” He bent and kissed my cheek, grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind him.

  I didn’t say a word because what the hell could I say. Nothing. He thought I looked beautiful while I thought I looked very, very ordinary. I knew how the club girls dressed and the amount of make-up they wore. And they had been Beast’s choice for years. Almost ten years in fact.

  Those shitty thoughts stopped abruptly when he held my hand and walked down the stairs with me. Even though I had been working hard with DC my leg didn’t like the stairs, twinges shot up from my knee into my hip but I powered through it. Not even noticing that I had been clenching my teeth against the pain.

  Suddenly I was up and in Beast’s arms and I flung my arms around his neck to hold on. He grinned as he continued down the stairs. I felt th
e eyes on us as we descended but ignored them, looking at Beast’s wide chest instead.

  He was dressed in black from top to toe. Black jeans riding low on his hips and held up with a black leather belt with a silver Iron Dogz MC buckle. His t-shirt was black and tight over his shoulders and around his biceps. He wasn’t wearing the beanie he always seemed to wear. Okay, I admit, I’ve been spying on him whenever he was outside my window. The beard was a wild as ever. It needed one hell of a trim.

  Carrying me over to the bar he gently sat me down on a barstool next to River and DC. I breathed easier knowing they would take my back, no matter what happened.

  I was smiling at River when I heard Beast ordering drinks and I went still and shot both River and DC a look. DC tipped her head ever so slightly. Then I had to look at the woman he was speaking to.

  “Chris, I’ll have a beer and bring my girl a lime and tonic.” He wasn’t being rude but he wasn’t being friendly either. And he remembered that I didn’t really drink, just the odd glass of wine and a gin and tonic now and again.

  I focused on the woman getting our drinks and sadly I had to approve his choice. She didn’t look like one of the club whores, she looked more like a biker bitch.

  She was tall with big boobs and a tight round butt that was showed off to their best in skin tight jeans and a very low cut top. Bracelets covered both her wrists and she had a few visible tattoos. Her shoulder length dark brown hair was wavy and hung loose around her gorgeous face. But it was her eyes that got to me. Soft brown and filled with sadness.

  Ah, shit. She was really into Beast and had most probably hoped that their thing would lead to something more.

  I looked up into her eyes when she set my drink down in front of me. I smiled. “Thank you.”

  She looked a little bit shocked then gave me a tiny smile. “No problem, enjoy.”

  DC leant over and whispered. “She’s a good girl, the best of the lot and not really a club slut. She just likes hanging with the guys and works the bar. Aunt Beryl likes her, a lot. I think she’s studying to be an accountant or something.”