Nefarious MC #1 - Nobody's Ol Lady

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Authors: Needa Warrant
his load.
    “Willie, damn you suck cock damn good.” He absently patted her on the head as she got up to run to the bathroom. She wanted her toothbrush and mouthwash to get that taste out of her mouth. As she was brushing her teeth, she thought about what he was planning to do to her and she felt herself getting wet. Black Dog was certainly getting under her skin and she loved every bit of him. She was taking a walk on the wild side and planned to enjoy every step of the way.
     

 

    M ad Jack pulled slowly down the path to Willie’s garage apartment, Deidra holding on to him. He had called around this morning asking where Black Dog was and thought his new ol lady and Willie might like to hang out together. He needed to get her away from his mother and sisters Kima and Jo. Deidra was not going to be hanging around the Bound for Hell MC ol ladies; she was now his property and needed to hang out with the Nefarious MC women.
    Never would he have thought Willie Reed would be with Black Dog or become a dancer. Her parents must be losing their minds over that he figured. Little did they know her sister Teddy was well known around his club and had been for quite a few years, from he’d heard. He wondered if Willie knew her sister was a dancer, Teddy tried to hide her life from her family from what he knew. Willie would be finding out since she was now a dancer at Dirty Deeds club, too.
    So far he liked everything about Deidra from what he’d had seen of her. After taking her from the meeting at the Bound for Hell clubhouse in Sea Woods, he had brought her to his sister Kima’s house while the three clubs had declared war on the Filthy Fiends MC. He still couldn’t understand how the vice president of Satan’s Attitude MC, Whiskey, had let his daughter be basically traded to appease his new ol lady.       
    Deidra was a beauty, blonde hair, hazel eyes and didn’t talk a whole lot. She slept in his bed but he didn’t feel comfortable touching her yet. She was young and he really wanted to get to know her better. His mother had tried to protest about it but one look from him had shut her up. She should be happy he was even considering settling down. His sisters weren’t the only ones that wanted children; he wanted sons to carry on the Regan name.
    Deidra had been taken on a shopping spree and his family was spoiling her as they had when they adopted Jo. He pulled up to Black Dog’s bike and cut his engine, wordlessly Deidra climbed off as he got the bike settled. Damn crushed shells made parking hard and he was surprised when Deidra handed him a square patio block. At least she used her brain he thought.
    “Thanks Dee, I was thinking it was gonna be an issue parking in this shell crap. Where did you find that?” Mad Jack got the block set firmly in the crushed shells and was assured his bike wasn’t going to fall over.
    “I saw his bike had a block so I just looked around for another one. They need to have better parking for motorcycles here. There are enough of those patio blocks to make a pad for bikes in that pile.” Her voice was matter of fact and she had a slight southern accent.
    “Yeah? I’ll have to tell Black Dog you said that. Not sure he will make one, unless it’s true that he is hooking up with Willie. I think you’ll like her; she is into horses and art. She just started dancing and she doesn’t know anything about club life, maybe you can kinda help her out?” Mad Jack looked at Deidra to gage her reaction.
    “Jack, I know my dad’s club’s rules, not yours. I can try to tell her the basics but until I know your club, how can I tell her what the rules are?” She smiled shyly at him.
    “Good point, I’ll have to take you around the club more now that my mother has finished taking you shopping. Are you ready to meet my bro and Willie?”
    Deidra simply nodded and they climbed the stairs to the apartment. Mad Jack spotted Black Dog sitting at the kitchen table through the screen

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