Coming Home: Dominant Devils Book 2

by H. M. Stewart

  “Yeah pop I know, just thinking of maybe loading the girls up and taking the crew to the bar for a few hours. Maybe leave you old heads with your women and have the prospects between the house and here. Ya gotta admit the bitches have been pretty good the last couple of weeks”.

  “Yeah but be careful. These fuckers are still running loose. They might follow your ass there or back here when ya leave,” Boomer says stating the same thought I’ve been rolling through my head.

  “Funny you should say that cuz in a way I’m hoping they do. I hate to have the girls dangling as bait but maybe we can spin this to our advantage”. I waited for my father’s response. I always bounced ideas off Pop when shit was bothering me. I know he will always give it to me straight.

  “So your speech about the girls behaving is just about you drawing the fuckers out? I don’t like it kid. Don’t like it one fucking bit,” my father said.

  “Yeah but I’m tired of waiting around for these fucks,” I threw back.

  “Looks like we need to put this shit to a vote or at least hatch a damn plan A, B and C. Let me know when we’ll be meeting up, I’ll be over at the house,” Boomer said leaving no room for argument.

  When my father left I sent out a text to all the fellas calling for church at seven. I’ll see where everyone’s head is with this. Then, if everyone agrees, we’ll get to work on the details. I just hope the fuckers can see my way of thinking. I had a plan I just needed everyone onboard.

  Chapter 11

  Avery

  Tivie was in her high chair and Hunter was right next to her. He’s really taken a liken to her these days. He watches over her from the time they wake up until she falls asleep. I could tell these two were going to be thick as thieves as they grew up if we stuck around. Unfortunately, I know that wouldn’t be the case. Demi called yesterday and said they wanted the band to get in the studio and start laying tracks for the new record. They were trying to get the vocals down before Layla had the baby. She was due in just under four months. I had to go but, just didn’t know how I was going to get Axle to agree to it.

  “What’s got you thinking so hard this morning? It’s two fucking early for that mess,” Romy said walking into the kitchen going straight for the coffee pot. She was so not a morning person.

  “Just got things on my mind that’s all. Things that I know a certain person is going to go ape shit over,” I answered Romy.

  “Maybe if you give a little bit of ass he might not be too bad,” Madison said joining in the conversation with a snarky remark.

  That caused Carrin and Izzy to spit coffee while Athena was choking because of Madison’s outburst. All six of us were laughing like hyena’s when Wall stumbled into the room still half a sleep. “What are you bitches laughing at? It’s a little early for comedy hour”.

  “Shut it Wall. Watch your mouth, the kids are in here. I thought we all agreed to start cutting that mess out. Tivie is repeating everything now a’ days,” Carrin snapped.

  “Easy sis, I’m still asleep. I didn’t see the kiddos in the room. Take it down a notch,” Wall whined.

  “Morning Wall, I thought it was Happy’s night to babysit last night,” I asked.

  “Yeah, well I covered for him. Prez had him taking care of sh..,” Wall caught his self when we all threw him a look, “stuff I mean. He’ll be here tonight”.

  “Well, let all the rest of them know to take shifts coming through here tonight. All of us are cooking steaks and chops on the grill,” Carrin told her brother.

  “No can do ladies. You all won’t be cooking anything on the grill tonight. We’re going to town later. Prez has authorized a little field trip for you guys. The old heads and their women are staying back with the kids and the prospects will be at the clubhouse while we all get out for a bit”.

  “Hold up! You mean to tell me after being cooped up for over three weeks and now you guys are springing us,” Madison spoke to Wall for the first time in damn near a month.

  “Not exactly. We’re headed into the bar for a few hours. It’ll give you all some time out of the house and put our face back out in public for a bit. We’ve been keeping a low profile for too long. Time to go show our asses for the night. However, you all will be on your best behavior and when we say it’s time to leave were leaving. Be ready by eight”.

  “Hot Damn! I’ll take it. I’ll make sure they behave big brother! We’ll behave, won’t we ladies,” Carrin answered for us?

  The room quickly filled with our agreements. Hot damn I was going to get a decent drink for a change. The wine and bottled beer wasn’t cutting it. I needed a jack ‘n’ coke. Maybe if Axle had a drink or two he might be a little easier to talk to. Who was I kidding? He was never going to agree to me leaving for LA by myself or with Hunter.

  The mood around the house changed with the news of being sprung for the night. The girls were picking out outfits and worrying with their hair. By seven fifteen we were all dolled up in true biker bitch form. We were dressed to ride but were sadly disappointed when the club van pulled up to take us to our destination. When the van doors opened only Zeus and Wall got out to come to the door. We were all too excited so instead of waiting for them to make it to the door we rushed out to the porch.

  Carrin ran straight to Zeus jumping in his arms wrapping her legs around his waist. From the looks of things, I’m sure those two would end up in the back of the van once we ended up at the bar. Wall decided to take charge seeing Zeus was tangle up with Carrin. “Hello ladies! Looks like you all are damn happy to see us. Load your sexy asses up so we can get the show on the road”.

  We couldn’t argue with that. Like good little girls we loaded up in the van and headed towards the bar. After we made the five-minute drive into town we were pulling in the parking lot. I could see several bikes parked out front. The other guys must have ridden in ahead of us. Wasting no time, we unloaded and made our way into the bar. Izzy led the way in, throwing the door open in true diva fashion making our entrance. “How the hell is everyone? Have you missed me”?

  Leave it to Izzy to get everyone talking as soon as we walked in. That girl was nuts. It didn’t take long before she was deep in conversation with a group of the townies. We left her to raise a little hell, while the rest of us headed over to order a drink. I could feel eyes on me as I walked through the crowded bar. Axle was somewhere in the crowd. I could feel my body warming at thoughts of the good ole days. I could feel my nipples harden as my thong grew wet. That man still affected me like no other. I needed to put those thoughts to bed. If he still shared those feelings, he would have made a move by now. I’ve been home for a month and he hasn’t made a move. He’s been slipping in my bed every night for weeks after he thinks I’m asleep. If he wanted me he would have acted on it by now. We will always be Hunter’s parents but I’ve come to the conclusion there would never be an “us” again.

  I sat at the bar with my girls and ordered my favorite drink to pass the time. The music was blaring in the back ground and the girls were already talking about hitting the dance floor. It was time to have some fun and enjoy myself before we were rounded up to go home. Fuck it! “Let’s do some shots ladies! First item on the menu, a Washington apple,” I said getting cheers and high fives from my girls.

  Breeanna, the hired bartender, laughed right along with us. She carried on conversations with the rest of the girls, however this was the first time I’ve met her. She seemed nice enough but I had my guard up. I pulled Romy to the side to question her about the new bartender.

  “What the fuck Avery? It’s time to get the party started and your pulling me away. You know we’re on curfew tonight? You’re fucking with my drinking, which is so not cool. I haven’t had a mixed drink in weeks cuz of this damn lock down shit,” Romy snapped.

  “Easy killer! I’m just a little curious about the new bartender that’s all. I know I’ve been gone for a while but I’m sure the rules haven’t changed. I didn’t think the club hired anyone that didn’t have ties to
us? That beautiful curvy bitch is new and with all the shit going on I want to know her story,” I fired back.

  Romy proceeded to tell me what she knew. Apparently Breanna, or Breezy as they call her, stumbled into town a year after I split. She was down on her luck, living in her car and looking for work. She managed to get a job waiting tables at the local diner during the day and bartending here at night. Apparently Romy, along with the rest of the girls, were shocked as well. Romy thinks there’s more to her story that the guys won’t share, but she’s apparently gotten quite close to everyone. My bestie also revealed that Tank is sweet on her but won’t act on it.

  “She’s good people Avery. We’ve all hung out quite a bit and she’s never given any of us a reason to doubt her. Honestly she’s a little quiet and soft hearted for the likes of us but she takes it in stride. Give her a chance. I know you’ll hit it off with her just like the rest of us did,” Romy tells me before moving to collect her drink from the bar. It was her way a letting me know the conversation was over.

  I trust my girls. They’ve never let me down before so if their ok with her I guess I should be to. I’ll worry with it if need be but until then I plan to let my hair down. When I made my way back over to join the fun they had shots are lined up and waiting. Let the fun begin!

  Axle

  “That’s not a good sign Prez. They’re moving towards the dance floor and it isn’t even nine yet,” Throttle says over the music.

  “Yeah looks like it’ll be an earlier night then what we thought. Just stick to the plan. Wall and Zeus are on babysitting duty with the girls. You keep your eyes open for anyone who seems out of the way. I’ll let Wall know when it’s time to roll. Then were leaving a few minutes after them”.

  “We know the plan Prez, relax. Doc jus called, everything’s good so far on the home front,” Throttle replied.

  “Good, hopefully this will just be a fun night on the town for the girls. We’re leaving here by eleven, no exceptions. Make sure Breeanna knows not to serve the girls after ten thirty,” I said to Throttle.

  I looked over to see Tank running shit to the girl behind the bar. Breezy was a sweet girl who was running from something but, she wasn’t telling exactly what. The old heads seem to know more than the rest of us and gave her their stamp of approval to work here. Ever since she came in here looking for a job a year ago my Sargent in Arms goes out of his way to flirt with her. Breeanna was a little thicker than the rest of girls but no less beautiful. I had a soft spot for her because she didn’t fall at Tank’s feet like the rest of the bitches. She was soft spoken and yet she had no problem calling him on his bullshit. That fucker needed it. He was even more cocky than Wall most the time when it came to the females.

  As the night wore on I chatted with our head bouncer, BoBo, at the corner table while both of us sat watching the room. Every time I’d scan the room I let my stare fall on the hot ass blonde shaking her ass on the dance floor. My dick was trying to bust out of the zipper of my jeans just looking at her. I’d have to use the bathroom to jerk off again tonight before I curled up behind her tight little body. Ever since that kiss in the kitchen a month ago I’ve had the biggest case of blue balls known to man. For weeks I’ve slept next to the women I want to claim without so much as coping a feel. If she would just acknowledge I was there it would be game over. I’d claim what was mine without a second thought but, she hasn’t even let on that she knows I sleep in the same bed.

  I guess BoBo could tell I was distracted by the hot ass blonde on the dance floor. “If I didn’t know anything boss man, I’d say you’ve got some indecent thoughts bout’ Doc’s daughter running through your head”.

  “You mean my baby mama over there,” I said causing BoBo to spit the soda he’d been sipping all night. He looked at me wanting answers. He might not have been a member of the club but his father was up until he passed bout ten years ago. I grew up around our head bouncer expecting him to follow in his father’s footsteps but it never happened. BoBo has always ridden like the rest of us but due to his rocky relationship with his dad he joined the army instead. The army got him away from his father plus, he got to travel across the world. After his father died Bobo decided eight years in the army was enough. When he decided to not reenlist, he came home looking for a job and has been running security at the bar ever since. He might not be a patched brother of mine but I trusted him no less. He was family regardless. Family that I knew would keep order at the bar at all cost. He’s the main reason that up until this fucking lock down the girls weren’t forbidden to spend time here unsupervised as long as he was working. Luckily for him he was here every day except Sundays.

  I sat back with my friend and rehashed all the bombs that dropped in my lap since Avery’s return. He listened while scanning the bar until I finished with my story. “Shit Axle I knew you guys had been hooking up regular before she took off. Trust me, I had to cover for ya’lls asses a few times when you two used to sneak off to fuck in the parking lot when you guys thought nobody was looking.” I tried to deny it but all he did was put his hand up letting me know he wasn’t done talking yet. “Don’t try to lie to me boss man. What you think your secret isn’t safe with me? I gotta tell ya though, most of the regulars and most of the club knew, they just weren’t gonna be the one to spill the beans and deal with your wrath”.

  “What the fuck dude? You didn’t feel like dropping that shit on me a few years ago? If I had gotten caught you know I would have been dealt one hell of a beat down. I never did get the chance to talk to Doc before she took off.”

  “Oh don’t give me shit man. You might be one of my bosses but I’m not one of your men. When we talk, it’s one asshole to another not Prez to patch. Besides, I had your back. Who was I to tell you how to handle that situation? I’ve never said a word to anyone bout’ that shit and never will. Just telling ya you two weren’t that good at hiding that shit,” BoBo said with a laugh.

  “Yeah man, I’ve heard that a lot over the last month. Funny how nobody said shit five years ago but now it’s like everybody fucking knew”.

  “Yeah, Yeah. Get over yourself asshole. If I had thought, you were going to pull a hit it and quit it with that girl, you know I woulda kicked your ass. That girl is like a sister to me and always will be. I just feel better now knowing her secret was the reason she was always so sporadic with phone calls. Anyway, back to my point. Are you having indecent thoughts about that tight little blonde or not man”?

  I wanted to be mad as hell at the asshole in front of me but it was impossible. I know he was just ragging me in order to discreetly ask about my intentions with Avery. He wasn’t kidding about thinking of her like a sister. He was just as protective of the girls as the rest of us. He always made a point to tell everyone the women of the club were the only reason he came home on leave when he was in the army. Avery was no exception. He was one of her biggest supporters with her singing, helping her set up gigs in the bars a few towns over. I looked at the smug bitch while he waited for my answer.

  “To answer your question man thoughts are the only thing happening right now. I’m still trying to figure out how to make all this shit work. There’s too much stacked in our way to figure out right now. She’s still got dreams she’s chasing but you can bet your ass those dreams are going to have to wait til the smoke clears around here. Then there’s Hunter to consider. I’m not going to be okay with my son being too far away from me”.

  BoBo didn’t say another word, just went back to watching the crowd. It didn’t take long for his big ass to start laughing though. I turned my head to see that what he found so funny but it wasn’t that amusing to me in the fucking least. The girls’ antics on the dance floor were enough to shoot my blood pressure through the damn roof. I could tell every single one of those bitches were drunk. They were singing at the top of their lungs and grinding all over one another. Even Izzy had even joined back in on the fun. I watched as Avery rubbed her crotch all over the back of Romy’s jean clad ass. I wa
s doing fine until my girl smacked Romy on the ass right before grabbing Romy’s long red hair yanking her back to her. It was like a live porno unfolding on the dance floor. Most of the men in the room had their eyes glued on the two girls feeling each other up. I looked for Zeus to have him interfere but he was occupied handling a drunken Carrin and Madison. Wall wasn’t much better as he stood still in between Athena and Izzy trying to grind on him from both sides. That fucker looked petrified with his hands in the air so everyone could see them. No doubt in my mind he was making it clear he wasn’t a willing participant in case my drunk ass sister was to see him between two of her closest friends.

  I tried to keep my ground and let the other two handle it. We only hand fifteen more minutes before we were supposed to load everyone up and head back. With a raging hard on I tried to look everywhere but at her but each time my eyes ended up on her and the small red head. Avery caught my stare with her sultry eyes lifting her thumb to her mouth and sucking it. The sight was my undoing. If she wanted to play dirty girl I would be the only one in the audience. I broke away from my post at the corner table and made my way to the dance floor with my eyes locked with my woman.

  The hand that landed on my shoulder stopped me in my tracks as I turned around to stare in the face of my VP. Throttle was standing there with his phone in his hand flipping through the screen. What the fuck was he stopping me for if he was just going to be playing on his damn phone? I had a point to make to a certain blonde bombshell, so he either needed to speak or I was leaving him standing where he was. It took a few seconds before he looked up and spoke.

  “We need to get the girls and head back to the club house. Shit might be nothing but I’m not chancing a damn thing. The motion alarm at the back gate on the property line was just triggered. I sent the old heads a text telling them to be on the look-out after I couldn’t get either one of them on the phone but we need to get our asses back,” Throttle said while waving to the others.