Neither Black Nor White (Iron Dogz MC, #6)

by René Van Dalen

  Dragging a finger over his eyebrow and down his nose I slowly circled his mouth, leant in and kissed him. Soft and sweet.

  “I’ve never had this either. I love how you feel inside me and the roughness of your chest hair against my boobs. It’s all new to me.” I gave him a tiny smile and winked. “And I’m amazed that at your advanced age you’re still hard.” I teased.

  His stroking hand paused then came down in a hard smack on my butt cheek. My hips jerked into him and both of us groaned. He stroked over the heat of the smack then slipped his hand down until his fingers played over the side of my pussy.

  He suddenly rolled and I was on my back. I raised my legs and clasped them around his waist as he settled in.

  “I’m still hard because everything about you turns me on. I’ve been hard since the very first time I saw you. I’ve been jerking off so much it felt like I was a teenager again. And now I have my dick inside you and it feels so good the fucker is never going to get soft again.”

  I lifted my hips and clenched around him and he groaned. “Maybe you should go again and tire him out a little bit. That might help.”

  He started laughing and thrusting at the same time and very soon all laughter disappeared. The sounds of sighs, groans and wet flesh slapping together filled the room along with the heavy musk of sex.

  This time we fell over the edge together and again I called out his name. He lay with his head next to mine on the pillow, his body suspended on his forearms as we tried to catch our breaths.

  “Like my name on your lips, angel-eyes. Want you to use it when we’re alone like this. Okay?”

  “Okay, baby. I like your name.” I immediately agreed.

  We were sweaty, sticky and needed a shower. Nathan slowly raised himself on his arms and sat on his haunches between my wide spread legs watching as he softened and slipped out of me. I felt the rush of wet as our combined fluids leaked out of me.

  And now that he was no longer planted deep I felt the aches and twinges in my poor pussy.

  She was sore but damn, she was also so very satisfied. I’m sure if she could she would have purred with satisfaction.

  “My woman’s pussy is red and swollen and I won’t be able to fuck her again tonight. I love how red and swollen it is, I know it’s sore and I’m a sick fuck but it fucking turns me on. Knowing my dick did that to your pussy is the biggest fucking turn on of my life.” He leant down and pressed a soft kiss on my mound and then another right on my soft inner lips. He sat up reached for me and drew me up and onto his thighs, wrapping his arms around my waist he just held me while staring in my eyes.

  “Going to take my baby to the shower, wash her nice and slow and take care of her sore little pussy. Later, when we’re lying in bed, I’m going to stroke and kiss and lick her until she feels better because tomorrow we’re going to the adult store and buying my baby some toys. And tomorrow night we’re going to play.”

  My breath hitched and I know my eyes went wide because he grinned, kissed me, picked me up, inched us off the bed and walked back to the shower with me wrapped around him.

  And he did what he said he was going to do.

  He took care of me.

  Such good care.

  My heart and gut clenched because I knew once this was done I was going to cry my damned eyes out. Leaving him behind wasn’t going to be easy. We both knew what we had had an expiry date and that it was essentially a blind to allow Murchison to think I was toeing the line.

  I didn’t give a shit about what Murchison might or might not think.

  I was going to enjoy every single minute we had together.

  Every.

  Single.

  Damned.

  Minute.

  CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

  Face/Noe

  When we came down for dinner the looks on my girls’ faces told me they had heard us getting busy. I blushed bright red when they giggled and then all the giggles died as their eyes about popped out of their heads.

  My man came walking into the kitchen barefoot, wearing those black sweatpants hanging low on his hips and nothing else. His pierced dick was perfectly outlined, and of course swinging free, and all our eyes were on it as he walked over to the fridge, opened it and pulled out a beer. He looked over his shoulder and winked.

  “Want something to drink, baby?”

  I had to swallow twice before I could speak. “I’ll have water, thanks, babes.”

  “Ooh, we have ‘baby’ and ‘babes’ in the house.” Mads teased while wiggling her eyebrows.

  I waved a hand at her to shut up only to have Evvie get in on the act.

  “And we have sweatpants season right here, in our house. Fuck, I’ve died and gone to heaven.” She sighed dramatically.

  Kid just shook his head with a grin, twisted the cap off his beer and dropped it in the bin. Tipping his head back he took a long drink and I watched his throat move as he swallowed. The man was sexy without even trying.

  Setting his beer down on the counter he looked around the kitchen. “Are we going to cook something or are we ordering take aways?”

  Cuba narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Can you cook or are you expecting the women to cook for you?”

  He laughed. “I’m thirty eight years old and have been feeding myself for a very long time. Of course I can cook. I grew up with Aunt Beryl and she insisted Hawk and I had to learn how to take care of ourselves. Not that Hawk ever took care of himself. Between his mum, Aunt Beryl and the club girls he never had to lift a hand.” He shrugged. “I like cooking and trying out new things. If you girls want I can put something together quickly.”

  “Yes!” Mads shouted. “I’ve been cooking for these ingrates for years. They can’t even boil an egg without it turning into an inedible rubber ball. I’ve stocked the fridge and cupboards today. Have a look and we can put something together that won’t take too long.”

  Cuba, Evvie and I sat at on the barstools at the counter and watched as they chopped and talked food while water bubbled in a large pot. We were told they were making a healthy but tasty pasta. And going by the chunks of broccoli and other green stuff on the counter it was definitely going to be healthy.

  Mads loved cooking and we loved her cooking but not one of us were any good in the kitchen. I think she missed having her sister with her in the kitchen. Judging by the smiles and yakking about food going on in the kitchen she had found a new foodie friend.

  Pity she was going to lose him when we returned home.

  I shook my dark thought off. I wasn’t going to let it ruin the time we had left.

  We set placemats on the counter and crowded around it as we ate. Once we were done we shooed the cooks out of the kitchen and quickly took care of the clean-up. It didn’t take long because there were three of us.

  Evvie and Cuba took over making coffee and I went to the lounge. Kid held out his hand as I walked in and pulled me down on his lap. I relaxed back against him and kissed his clean shaven jaw. He lifted my legs and arranged them over the arm of the chair. I felt the tee he had given ride up as his fingers traced the tattoo on my thigh and hip. I knew my panties, ass, and maybe even a glimpse of my pussy, were on show but it didn’t matter because we were at home with my friends.

  “I’m glad you can cook because, babes, I’m absolutely useless in the kitchen. I can microwave, make toast or boil a kettle and that’s the extent of my kitchen skills.”

  Pulling his head back he looked at me with a sexy grin and clasped his hand high up around my thigh. His thumb drew circles against my inner thigh and I gave a little shiver. “Don’t care if you’re good in the kitchen or not, angel-eyes. You kill it in the bedroom and I like cooking so we’re golden as far as I’m concerned.”

  Mads snorted with laughter as she shook her head at us. “Never thought I’d ever see Face Murchison sitting in a man’s lap and melting all over him.” She lifted her phone and snapped a pic then tapped and the soft ping told me she had forwarded it to everyone.


  “Let me see.” I held my hand out and she leant over and gave me her phone.

  My mouth fell open as I looked at the two of us in the big leather chair. We looked like we belonged together. Kid drew my hand towards him so he could see and grinned.

  “I need this one, forward it to me, please Mads. Going to make it my wallpaper.”

  I jerked my head around. “You can’t. What if someone saw? You can see my underwear and with the way we’re sitting it looks like you have your thumb right in my business.”

  Leaning his head against mine he whispered in my ear. “I know, and I want to be able to pull out my phone and see my hands on you, and know that you’re mine.” His hand moved up and down my leg then he slipped it under the edge of my tee and clasped my ass. My head dropped back against the arm holding me and he leant in and kissed me, soft and slow.

  “Man! I thought they were going to keep this shit in the bedroom. They’re making me horny and BOB is just not going to do the job.” I heard Cuba complaining and smiled against Kid’s mouth.

  We drew apart and both of us looked up at Cuba, and that’s when I noticed that Mads still had her phone out.

  “What did you do?” I gave her narrow eyes but she just grinned.

  “More photos and video evidence that this thing happening between the two of you is hotter than hell.” She teased.

  “I want copies.” Kid growled and I felt his hard cock against my ass. I would not be moving off his lap until he was no longer sporting a hard on. No way am I going to let my girls see the goodness my man hid in his pants.

  Oh, wait, they had already seen it swinging free in his sweatpants earlier. But it had been in its relaxed state then and not sitting up and taking notice.

  Yip, not moving.

  We drank our coffee and chatted about DC and gym. We were all looking forward to the fights because we always made bank at them. For some reason Cuba always picked the winners. We didn’t know how she did it but it happened every time.

  Not long after we finished our coffee Kid stood, still with me in his arms and after saying goodnight to my friends we went upstairs to our room.

  And he proceeded to do what he said he would.

  He made my sore little pussy feel good.

  Kid

  Monday Morning

  Watching Noelle in the ring with DC and Alien was a revelation. He had been attending the underground fights for years, even fought a couple of times, and knew talent when he saw it. She had talent and by the look on the faces of Alien and DC they knew it as well.

  He would have loved to stay and watch her but his prez had called him in and he need to get back to the clubhouse. Walking up to the side of the ring he waited until the three in the ring noticed him. He ignored the other two and kept his eyes on his woman.

  “Noe, I’m sorry but I’ve got to leave. I’ve been called back to the clubhouse. I’ll try to get back before you’re done here but if not I’ll see you at the house before we go shopping.”

  He loved the way she immediately blushed.

  “That’s okay, I’ve got the girls here so I’m not on my own. I’ll see you when you’re done with club stuff.”

  Kid motioned her over. “Come give your man a kiss so I can get on the road and get back to you as soon as I can.”

  She didn’t hesitate and when she leant through the ropes he clasped his hands over her jaw and kissed her deep and thoroughly. He had to step away before his fucking dick punched through his zipper.

  “Have a good one, baby. I’ll see you later.” With that he turned and walked out not looking back or hesitating.

  And hour later he drove through the gates, parked the SUV in the garage and got out. Ice stood waiting for him as he walked out.

  What now?

  “Brother, we got a call from Orca this morning. Hook is not doing well at all, the chemo is kicking his ass big time.” Ice said quietly and Kid sighed.

  “Fuck. He was thin but he looked strong and was adamant he was going to beat it. What’s gone wrong?”

  “I don’t think anything has gone wrong as such, brother, I just think he didn’t expect it to flatten him the way it has. Let’s get inside, Hawk’s waiting to give you an update on what’s happening in Cape Town.”

  Walking into the clubhouse with Ice at his side Kid felt an ache in his heart and in his gut. He still hadn’t really given thought to taking Orca up on his offer. It was tempting, he wouldn’t lie about that, but it would mean leaving his best friends behind. And he didn’t know if he could do it, if he could cut ties and start over in a new city with new brothers, most of whom he didn’t know at all. He would have to give it some serious thought and soon if the state of Hook’s health was anything to go by.

  Sitting down in his usual chair in front of Hawk’s desk he looked at his prez and saw the strain around his eyes. He wasn’t handling Hook’s illness well, but then again it might be the shit with the Syndicate that was giving him sleepless nights as well.

  “Orca called early this morning. Hook had to step down because he’s not well enough to handle the VP business at the club. Blaze has stepped up temporarily but according to Orca he isn’t happy about it. He wants to spend as much time as he can with Hook and see him through his treatments.” Hawk looked right at him as he continued.

  “He told me he asked you to consider taking the VP patch in Cape Town.” Hawk cleared his throat before continuing. “Brother, we’ve been brothers for a fucking long time and I want only the best for you, always have, and always will. You’ve taken my back and the backs of every single brother in this club without hesitation. There’s no one I trust more to take over the Cape Town chapter, because that’s what Orca and I want to happen. We want you to take up the gavel and lead the club when he retires. You’ll have about a year to settle in before it happens but it will happen. There are some good men at their chapter but you will have the freedom to bring in your own men. If there are any of the brothers here who want to follow you we will have a discussion about it at the table with the rest of the brothers and get their feel about it. Dizzy has already approached me about transferring if you accept the patch.”

  To say he was shocked by Hawk’s words was putting it mildly.

  “Fuck, brother, I never had any aspirations other than protecting your backs. Orca and Hook offering me the job caught me totally unawares and to tell you the honest truth I haven’t given it much thought. But it’s been at the back of my mind since coming home.” Kid sat forward, leant his forearms on his thighs and clasped his hands tightly together. “I don’t know if I’ll be any good at the job brothers. I’m not very good at communicating with the men, we all know it, and as a VP and later President it would be a vital part of my duties.”

  Before he could continue Ice interrupted.

  “Bull-fucking-shit! You’re perfect for the damned job. Solid, loyal, intelligent, incorruptible, and you inspire loyalty in others. And those are just a few your qualities, and brother, all of those are needed in Cape Town. We need you to take up the mantle and lead them away from some of the shit they’re still involved in. Orca and Hook have won part of the battle but they are tired and need younger shoulders to come in and bear the weight they’ve been carrying. You will have some of the older brothers fighting you on closing down their illegal businesses, but it will be a directive from the mother chapter and we will back you all the way. You will shadow Orca and Blaze will shadow you...that is if you’re happy with him as your VP.”

  Kid was stunned and sat silently as Hawk and Ice continued to tell him why he should take the job.

  And to be honest, because of a certain woman that he hardly knew, he was tempted. So fucking tempted. Besides being near her it would be a challenge and he hadn’t had one of those in the longest time. Plus he would be able to leave his past behind.

  “One thing, Prez, Blaze doesn’t want the VP patch, told me himself he’s happy where he is. If I take the job there might be some changes at the club that the brotherhood
won’t like. If I accept when do I have to leave?”

  Hawk tapped his fingers on his desk and because Kid knew all his tells he knew his prez was tense and pissed off.

  “We’re going to need you down there as soon as possible, Kid. There’ve been rumbles about a breakaway group in the chapter wanting to take control by force. They see Hook’s illness as an opportunity to overthrow the officers and stage a revolt before you get there. I need you to fucking stop them any way necessary.” Looking right at him Hawk lifted one shoulder slightly. “If it means blood then so be it. You have the mother chapters’ support.”

  Drawing in a deep breath then letting it out slowly Kid sat up. “I’ll be honoured to serve as VP, Prez, and I have only one stipulation, and it’s that I’m not leaving before Noelle is done here.” He suddenly grinned at his two best friends. “I watched her and DC in the ring this morning and let me tell you, they will be fucking dangerous if they decide to join forces. We had all better pray that never happens.”

  The tension in the room was gone and Hawk and Ice laughed. “She can’t be as crazy as my little bird, brother.”

  “She fucking is, they looked at each other and it’s like the demons they are both carrying has found a sister. Alien kept on mumbling about how Friday was going to be a blood bath. We had better get used to it, Boss; those two are going to be trouble.” Kid grinned at the look on his president’s face. It was part worry and part glee, the crazy motherfucker was looking forward to watching his woman fighting.

  And to be honest he was the same. He couldn’t wait to see what his angel-eyes was going to do to the bitch responsible for the losses she had suffered.

  He drew his mind back to business with a hard jerk. “Are you going to call Orca or should I, Prez?”

  Hawk shook his head. “We’ll do it together. Once it’s done I’ll call church to let the brothers know and to start the ball rolling on voting for the open position at my table. I would be interested in hearing who you would recommend to take over from you.”