by Rae B. Lake
The instant my bare cock slid into Cariña’s tight pussy, I was fucking lost. She’s been in my room since Saturday’s party, and we’ve been fucking like animals ever since.
Vado warns me daily that I need to keep my eyes on the prize, but I figure if she’s in my room, I’m still keeping her protected. Garro found a buyer for her diamond, so we’re officially paid. At over a hundred thousand dollars, she could stay for a while before Vado would say anything, or she could leave if she wanted. I told her that, but she didn’t bring it up again. Part of me thinks she doesn’t want to leave.
“AZ, how do you expect me to stay here with no clothes. And don’t say the hump squad over at Seda will give me clothes. I want shit of my own.” She puts her hands on her hips and stares at me, waiting for my reaction.
This is the shit part about getting involved with the woman I’m supposed to be protecting. Shit gets annoying as fuck. If her pussy weren’t so fucking good, I would put her back in the hideout in Garro’s room.
“I don’t really give a hot shit what you want, Muñeca, you’re not leaving the fucking compound. Deal with it.”
“Whatever.” She pushes past me and opens the door with force.
“A Donde Va?”
“Seda, if I want clean panties, I have to beg escorts for them.”
I smirk at her, the picture of her begging Coca or Millicent springing to mind. She’s not begging for panties in my fantasy, though. More for them to take them off.
“You nasty fuck!” She screams at me and storms out.
I follow behind her, a grin still on my face. That is until the door slams in my face, physically.
“Ah, fuck!” I roar, and my hands shoot to my face. I squeeze my nose, and tears spring to my eyes. I pull my hand back and see it’s clear. If she had broken my nose, I couldn’t be held accountable for the damage I would do to her.
All the jokes and fun I was thinking about just a second ago are completely gone. Yeah, I like diving deep in her pussy, but this woman is out of her mind if she thinks I’m going to sit back and just let her disrespect me.
I bust out the door and rush down the stairs. She must already be in Seda. I walk right by everyone, still shocked at the fucking nerve of that woman.
“AZ, where you going? You know Oro is coming with Mammoth.” Lobo tries to stop me, but I don’t hear anything. I have never let a woman feel like they can do what they want when it comes to me. I’ve already let her get away with way more than I should have. I would have to teach Cariña a lesson, and if that meant I wouldn’t be getting any more of that sweet pussy, then so be it.
I see the small car that Oro uses to get into town pull up at the clubhouse, but I need to take care of this first. I will only be a second.
I barge into Seda, and all the girls stand up just like they were trained. Once they realize it’s just me and not a client, most of them sit back down. I don’t see Joda, so I assume Cariña is with her.
I walk up to the front desk, “Mil, y Joda?” I ask the woman at the front desk.
The smile that was on her face drops off quickly.
“Always someone else.” She crosses her arms over her chest and looks away from me.
“Millicent, I asked you a fucking question. I don’t have time for this shit today. Now, where is Joda?”
“Go look for yourself. I’m not your fucking secretary.” She takes a step as if she’s going to walk away, and I slam my hand down on the counter, and she stops.
“I don’t know, and I don’t care what in the hell your problem is. You want to be part of this club? You will do what the fuck I say. If you have a problem with that, get the fuck out.”
Her eyes snap to mine, and I can see the tears welling up. Millicent thinks she loves me, but I don’t love her and never have. I’ve always made sure to tell her that, but it never sinks in.
“No, I get it. I don’t want to leave. Joda is upstairs.” She answers as she looks down in either remorse or embarrassment.
I rush up the stairs, and just like I assumed, I see Joda and Cariña sitting on the bed, talking to each other. They are becoming fast friends.
“Oh, hey, baby!” Joda jumps up and, in her normal fashion, tries to run and kiss me. I put my hand up to stop her.
“Get out,” I order, never taking my eyes off the disrespectful Cariña.
Joda leaves immediately, and I walk over to where Cariña is sitting. I stand in front of her and peer down at her.
I take a second to calm myself. I’m a little more upset than the situation calls for, and I need to get myself under control.
When I have my shit together, I say, “You seem to be under the misconception…”
That fire in her roars to life, and she jumps up from her seated position, “Who the hell do you-”
My hand shoots out, and I grip her neck roughly and push her back down to the bed. “Shut your fucking mouth.” She bounces hard off the mattress, and her mouth drops open in shock. “You seem to be under the misconception that you run something here. Don’t you ever disrespect me again. You dead, on the side of the road, means shit to me. It's time you realize I’m the one running shit and the one keeping you out of the hands of the Cano’s. I’m not an enemy you want Muñeca.” I stand back, and she leans up in the bed, her face red with anger. “Maybe you need to go back into the room with Garro. Give you some more perspective.”
“You wouldn’t,” she says under her breath.
I laugh and take a step back, “What? You think because you let me fall into your pussy, that means you hold some weight here? You don’t. In fact, I think I’m going to find some new pussy to fall into right now.”
Her mouth gapes open, and I turn to leave. I don’t like to be made a fool of. She’ll learn.
After a few steps out the door, I can hear her get up from the bed and stomp around. I make my way out of Seda, not bothering to look behind me or say anything to Joda or Mil, who is staring at me to see what they should do.
“Carajo,” I whisper to myself. I see Vado standing at the doorway of the club with someone I don’t know. He is tall with long brown hair. I don’t know who he is, but I know he’s a brother. I can see our insignia on his cut. This must be Mammoth.
Vado looks over his shoulder as I make my way closer to the two of them.
“What kept you busy?” he asks, the coldness in his eyes telling me I fucked up. I’m supposed to be walking Mammoth through this audition process as well. I shouldn’t have let all that shit with Cariña hold me up.
“Cariña,” I reply quickly and watch as he rolls his eyes and makes his way into the clubhouse. Mammoth right behind him.
“Everyone, go wait outside except Flora and Benita.” Vado orders and quickly, those inside the main area of the clubhouse leave. I know that doesn’t apply to me since I’m supposed to be making sure shit goes as planned.
I see more faces than usual. We’re having a big party tonight for all the girls who want to audition and go with Mammoth to America. There are more than we thought there would be. We reached out to all of our allies and people we thought might be interested, and the response is overwhelming. There are almost two dozen women here who are vying for the chance. Who would have thought so many girls would do porn just to make it out of PR.
My eyes continue to scan the crowd until they fall on Lobo. He is staring at Flora like he wants to rip her head off. I stare at him harder, and he suddenly looks in my direction.
He can’t do anything, even if he wants to. I don’t want to go up against my brother, but I will if he tries to interfere. He had every chance to make that girl his ol’ lady, but he didn’t.
Lobo shakes his head and turns around as if him not being able to see Mammoth hitting on Flora was going to mean it wasn’t happening. I just hope he can keep it together.
I follow behind Mammoth, Benita, Flora, and Vado as they make their way into the back room.
“You won’t break me, Papi.” I hear Benita tell him, her voice that sug
ar-sweet tone she uses with all her johns.
“I plan on breaking both of you tonight, and if I don’t, I’m not doing something right.” Mammoth teases them and looks over his shoulder to Vado. “Brother, I can handle these two myself. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for Mil later.”
My eyebrows inch up to my hairline. He’s going for Millicent after Flora and Benita? I hope he knows what he’s in for. I make my way past the bunch of them as Mammoth and Vado continue to speak. Mammoth stops short a second, and his eyes catch mine.
“You staying to watch?”
I don’t see any judgment or anger in his eyes. Someone must have told him about my preferences. Not that I care; it just makes it so much easier.
“Fuck yeah, man. I’m a kinky son of a bitch. Please continue.” I smirk and go to sit down, but as I do, I can see Cariña staring at me through the open door. She’s still by the front, but she has a clear line of sight to me. We lock eyes for a second, and I see the hurt in hers. I hold her gaze until I sit down and can no longer see her. I’m not tied down to anyone for just this reason. These women get a little dick, and they think they own me. Once Flora closes and locks the door, I try to push the image of Cariña out of my mind.
I focus on what’s going on in front of me. The little scene Mammoth is playing out with the girls is sexy as fuck. He has a small camcorder, and the girls are really into playing their roles. By the time he’s telling them to suck his cock, I know I’m in for a good show.
Benita volunteers to go first. Personally, I would have gone with Flora, but I understand why he lets Benita take him first. Something about her enthusiasm always turned me on at first, while annoying the hell out of me later.
I make sure to keep myself nice and hidden, so I don’t disturb them, but Mammoth already entertains me. The way he orders the girls around, how he tells them they can’t come until he does. Once they really get going and Benita and Flora see Mammoth knows what he’s doing, they become more demanding.
“You two are needy sluts, that's for sure. Rest assured, you’re both getting my cum tonight.” Mammoth teases the girls, and I see them clamoring to get more of him.
“I want it first.” Benita’s annoying voice squeaks, and I cringe. It’s about now when I usually want her the hell away from me when I fuck her. Mammoth seems to feel the same way. He pulls away from her and focuses on Flora.
My eyes zero in on Flora’s ample chest as Mammoth thrusts into her ass. I love how they swing.
“Rub your clit while I fuck you.” Mammoth orders.
I hear Flora moaning and see Benita trying to fit in, and I feel my body starting to come alive with need. I close my eyes, and just as the image of Flora and Benita float in my head, their faces are replaced by Cariña.
“What the fuck?” I murmur to myself. The sounds of the three of them fucking bounce off the walls, and instead of focusing on Benita and Flora, my mind keeps wandering back to Cariña. The way she makes that pretty fuck me face just as I’m about to plunge into her wet pussy. The way she pushes her ass back when she knows I'm trying to take it easy on her. Even the way she giggles and stretches after we are done.
I bite my lip and cross my arms over my chest. My cock is heavy and aching for release, but I won’t touch myself in here with them. I look up and realize Mammoth really has these girls going wild, but I’m not into it. I’m not seeing them; I’m seeing Cariña. I quietly leave the room. I’m sure Mammoth will keep them more than occupied.
I walk out of the backroom and head straight for the stairs. I’m needy, and the only pussy I want right now is Cariña’s.
“Azriel!”
I turn just as I put one foot on the stairs.
What the fuck!
I rush over to Pooh, who is huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath. He didn’t walk that far, but it’s rare he leaves his room at all. The fact he’s up and actively looking for me means something is going down. “What’s going on?”
“You gotta come. I got Ram on the line. It’s about your woman.”
I sigh, “Que Mierda!” I know it can’t be good. Ram is the tech genius at the RBMC Elizabeth City Chapter. Pooh usually always comes through for us when it comes to locating information, but when he can’t figure it out, he calls on Ram. The fact that he had to call Ram about Cariña is bad news.
I walk behind Pooh slowly into his room, and I see a man on his computer screen.
“Brother,” I say to the screen.
“AZ. How are you?”
“I’d be better if I didn’t have to see you.”
“I know, unfortunately, I did find some information for you, but I don’t think you’re going to like it.” His screen changes and a photo of Cariña takes the place of his face. There she is in all her glory. Her hair is pin straight and glossy looking, makeup is flawless, and she’s wearing enough jewelry to buy a small town. Cariña’s eyes are dagger-sharp, and her face is emotionless. “Is this the woman you’re trying to find information on?”
“Yeah, Cariña.”
“No, that is Rosie Ramirez,” Ram says through the speaker. I turn to look at Pooh, who is back in his seat but obviously a bit nervous.
“Who the fuck is Rosie Ramirez.”
“I’m surprised you don’t know. That is the ol’ Lady of one Basilio Ramirez, the president of the Manos de Terror MC and the aunt to one Fernando Ramirez, the leader of the Juracán Caserios Gang.”
My stomach clenches, and I feel light-headed. She’s been playing me for a fool, and I can feel myself growing angrier by the second. I know Ram is still talking, but I don’t care about anything else. It’s my job to ensure there are no snakes in my home, and I’m fucking one.
“Ram.” I interrupt him, and his face pops up on the screen. “Can you send everything you found over to us. I know Vado is going to want to see this. He doesn’t like to kill women without proof.”
The man runs a hand through his chocolate brown hair, his tattooed arm flexing with the motion. “Yeah, AZ, you got it.”
“Also, your discretion would be highly appreciated.”
“You don’t even have to ask. I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
Pooh says his goodbyes and closes down the skype call. As soon as the screen goes dark, I hit him hard on the back of his head.
“Oye Pendejo. Why in the ever-loving fuck do I have to get my information from North Carolina? What fucking good are you if I need to wait until Ram finds shit out.”
“Azriel, I was only-”
“No me diga na!” I yell at the top of my lungs, and he flinches. “Don’t tell me you couldn’t find anything, or that you were only using what you had. This is your fucking job. If you can’t deliver, get the hell out!” I give him the evil eye until he looks away.
I bust out of Pooh’s tech den and make my way toward the side room where I saw Vado and Coca go earlier. I know he wouldn’t want to be disturbed, but this isn’t something I can hide from him, not even for a little while.
I knock on the door and hear Vado curse under his breath. “Go the fuck away.”
“Malvado, business,” I say, he knows I wouldn’t interrupt him for bullshit.
I hear things shifting around, and a second later, he swings the door open. He’s shirtless, and I can see the hickey that’s already starting to form at the base of his neck
“What?” he asks, clearly annoyed. He takes a look at my face, and the annoyance drops away from his. I can barely look at him. I feel like I fucked up.
Vado steps out of the room and closes the door behind him. “What is it, Azriel? What’s going on?”
“Cariña… I fucked up, she…” I hear movement behind me and realize that this is not where we should be talking about club business, especially when we have guests. “I need an audience at church,” I say, finally bringing my eyes up to his.
“Fine. Let me get my shit.” He turns and walks back into the room. When he comes out a second later, he has his shirt and cut. “We calling everyone in?”
“At least, Lobo.”
“Do it then.” He brushes past me and makes his way to church.
I go to the main area where Lobo is sitting with a few girls here for the small party we’re supposed to have tonight.
“Lobo. We need you.” I say, getting his attention.
He smiles as he turns to look at me, but once again, one look at my face, and his expression drops. “Que pasa?”
“Come on. I need to speak with you.” I walk away, and he jumps over the back of the couch and follows.
I get to the door of church and wait for Lobo. We walk in together. Vado is already at the head of the table, waiting for me to arrive.
Lobo moves over to the side where Vado is, two against one.
I think for a second about the easiest way for me to break this to them. Fuck it, just get it over with.
“Cariña is Fernando Ramirez, the leader of the Cano gang’s aunt, and she is Basilio Ramirez’s, the president of the Manos de Terror MC, ol’ lady.” I stand straight and look Vado right in the eye, and just as I suspected, Vado loses his shit.
His eyes squint for a second. He shakes his head right before he catapults himself over the table at me.
Luckily, Lobo grabs hold of him before he makes it across the table. “You stupid fuck, I’ll kill you!”
Vado in a rage is a bad thing. He means what he says, Vado will kill me if he gets his hands on me. Basilio Ramirez, the president of the Manos de Terror MC, is responsible for the death of Vado’s baby brother. Revenge is something he’s been wanting for years, but Basilio has always slipped away or been too protected for us to get to him. Basilio living in Cuba has made it harder for us to get to him.
“Brother, I didn’t know. I would never.” I put my hands up and hope he believes me and knows I would never betray my patch.
Vado stands up straight and shakes Lobo off. “What the fuck do you mean, you didn’t know. You’re my Sergeant at Arms. It’s your job to make sure this club is straight, and shit is flowing as it should. You were supposed to have her vetted. Instead, you’re upstairs fucking the wife of our enemy, who has been walking around here freely on the strength of your say so. She’s been around Seda. The girls. All that shit based on your ok.”
