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    around them when he was high because he knew he was close to getting busted about
    the shit he smoked and sometimes shot up on. “I agree, if he lasts the weekend, we’l
    toss him in the distil ery and dry his ass out, if that don’t work, he’s gone. You know he
    was after information, and I think we probably gave him more than he expected, right?”
    War looked puzzled until Race jerked his head in the general direction of the bar.
    “We have the same taste in women, he picked up on that quick for a man that
    appears to be too fucked up to remember his own name. I think our friend has more to
    hide than his love affair with H, and I think we should keep an eye on his comings and
    goings for a while just in case I’m right.”
    War nodded his head, and said, “Got it covered, Joey’s been his shadow for a
    week. So far nothing out of the ordinary, but some of the brothers have mentioned that
    Kink must have a sugar momma stashed somewhere, the man always has cash, and as
    far as anybody knows, he doesn’t have a job in the private sector.”
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    Race sighed, that’s al they needed, a fuckin’ mole to go with the other hundred
    things to get straightened out with the club. He looked around the renovations that had
    been done so far and he felt a sense of pride. There were twelve private rooms for the
    brothers to stay in, and two large rooms downstairs equipped with rows of bunks for
    visitors. In the back of the building behind the kitchen area were more rooms that were
    occupied by the women. They shared rooms with two women in each, and everything
    seemed to be working well. Ruby was the oldest female who lived in the clubhouse,
    and she had her own room. She was the widow of the president before Wolfman took
    the reins of the MC and no one fucked with the feisty old broad. She stayed in her
    rooms most of the time nowadays, especially when they had visitors. Her former beauty
    had faded, and she suffered from dementia at times, but she was respected by the
    brothers, and the housecats knew not to fuck with her, or their days with Lucifer’s Breed
    were numbered.
    Race decided to broach the subject that wouldn’t leave his brain or his cock alone
    for more than a few hours at a time. “We need to get something out in the open, you
    and me are both attracted to her, and I’m not one to fight over a piece of ass, but that
    particular piece of ass has my fucking dick’s attention, and the bastard pays attention
    when she walks her ass in the room. River hasn’t given me the go ahead, or I’d have
    fucked her where I found her and had five minutes with no interruptions.”
    War looked down at the bar where River sat, yeah, they had a problem. “That’s the
    fuck of it. I get hard seeing her and my damn hands itch to strip her and drive as deep
    as I can get inside of her. The little bitch smiles and, fuck, look at her down there.”
    Mambo and Flats were talking to her, and they had her laughing so hard that her
    head was thrown back, both men could see her creamy throat and a slight amount of
    cleavage from the angle they sat above the bar.
    “I’m not gonna lie to you, man, if she’d give me the time I’d be making a meal out of
    her myself. If you’ve got a solution, I’m wil ing to hear it. I see her, and all I can think of
    is spreading her out and eating that pussy until she screams for me to fuck her. So I
    don’t know what to tel you. I want her.” War had to readjust his cock. Just talking
    about eating that sweet pussy had his cock at full mast, and the pressure of his jeans
    over the flesh of his cock was as close to torture as he wanted to get.
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Chapter Five
    River noticed the sun was setting and decided it would be a good time for her to
    make her exit. She could pick up the empty keg on Monday and told Flats that she
    would pick it up later. She waved to the girls behind the bar, and