Page 2 of Drax (Iron Thunder MC 3)
We arrived at my door. I had the key in my back pocket, and I pulled it out. Sylvia turned to me, chewing on her bottom lip.
“You should know, darling, we’re up for anything,” she said. I looked at Amara and she nodded.
“Just open the door and we can make all your fantasies come true,” she added.
I clenched my jaw. All my fantasies? She had no idea.
She didn’t know what I fantasized about in my bed at night. Who and what I thought about when I lay awake by myself. Too drunk to move and too awake to fall asleep.
But I stuck the key in the lock anyway and pushed the door open.
“Fine. It’s a fuckin’ deal,” I growled at them.* * *I threw myself back on the bed in the middle of the room. Sylvia and Amara were already taking their clothes off. They had shimmering, happy looks on their faces and I just wanted to bang them, so I could forget.
Sylvia was the first one to strip off. Amara was a tease, so she kept her tight pants on. I lay back in bed with my hands behind my head.
“Take off those pants. Slowly,” I grunted. Sylvia was in my peripheral vision, sliding up on the bed. She was going to touch me soon. Have her hands all over me.
My cock hadn’t even come alive yet. These days I needed more than a few naked chicks dancing around my room to get me going. I needed it harder, stronger, more, more, more of everything, like an addict who’d hit another threshold and needed bigger hits every day to keep it under control.
Amara was sliding her pants down her legs when there was a loud rap on the door.
“Who the fuck is that?” I growled. Not now. No interruptions. I needed to get off as quickly as possible so I could fall asleep tonight. I was fuckin’ exhausted but I knew I wouldn’t get any sleep till I banged these two.
“Drax. It’s me. We need to talk.”
It sounded like Flash, but what was he doing here outside my door? I’d just seen him going into his room with Allegra a few minutes ago. What changed in a matter of minutes?
“What is it?” I snapped.
There was a moment’s silence on the other side and then I heard him again.
“You’re going to want to hear this.”
“Fuck’s sake!” I groaned and jumped out of bed. Sylvia was perched on the edge. Stark naked. Amara was standing near the door, naked too now.
“Don’t be long darling…” Sylvia called out to me and when I turned to her, I saw her tweaking her nipples with her fingers.
Still nothing. I didn’t even have an erection.
I pulled open the door instead and Flash was on the other side.
“What the fuck do you want?” I wasn’t angry with him, but I was sure as hell directing all my anger at him.
Flash didn’t look as confident or convinced as he usually did. That was my first indication that there was something wrong. I crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for him to say something.
“There’s someone here to see you. You should go down and talk to her.”
“Her? Who? I’m busy.”
“It’s Mary-Beth,” Flash quickly added.
I was about to turn back and go into the room again but hearing that name made me stop in my tracks.
“What the fuck did you just say?” I groaned.
“Mary-Beth. She is here to see you. She’s in the bar waiting to talk to you. Ghost came to me with the news and I thought you should know.”
I was glaring at him. I couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. Mary-Beth? Here? In our Clubhouse?
I ran a hand through my hair.
“What does she want?” I asked in a lower voice.
Flash shrugged. “She’s refusing to talk to anybody but you.”
I had nothing to say to that. She was not my fuckin’ responsibility. Not anymore. Our relationship was over. It was important to remember that.
“You know it’s dangerous for her to even be here, leave alone be seen talking to you. So, this must be important. You should go see what she has to say.”
“I didn’t ask her here. She made the decision to come. The danger involved is not my responsibility.” I continued to snap at Flash like this was his fault.
“So, what do you want me to do? Force her away? I can do that if it’s what you really want.”
“Fuck!” I growled and rubbed a hand over my face. This night was turning into a fuckin’ disaster.
Flash was right. Mary-Beth shouldn’t have been here. If she’d been followed, if anyone from the Silver Knights saw her come in here, her life could be in danger. Those fuckers were far less forgiving and way more distrusting than us. She would never get a second chance. Not even from her brother, Crash. He was the President of the Silver Knights and he wasn’t a very forgiving man.
