Riding Darkness (Back Down Devil MC #4.5)(10)

“Let me take her somewhere,” Ares said. “Get Miller. We need to talk.”

“Hold on,” Gaige said. “Look at this. She’s gorgeous.”

“Look at me, beautiful,” Blaine said. A cigarette hung from his mouth. “Come on, trust me. I’ll do you no harm. I’ll just do you… all night.”

“Blaine,” Ares said.

“Fuck off, prospect,” Blaine said.

Ares stopped. He let Brooke go. She looked at Blaine.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Brooke.”

“I want to f*cking lick every curve on your body,” Blaine said. “Then I want to take my big cock and spread myself everywhere. Claim my territory from these other *s. They won’t know how to take care of you, beautiful.”

Ares made fists. He considered his options if he punched Blaine in the face right now. While Ares wasn’t technically patched in, the offer had been presented.

“I mean, look at those tits,” Blaine said. “I could get lost in those for months. Hold my breath and go wild. Fuck, I think I could die in those tits and be a happy man.”

“Don’t mind Blaine,” Gaige said. “He’s an *. I’m VP here. You need protection? You come to me.”

Brooke looked around and then reached for Blaine’s face. Fire shot through Ares’s body. He grew angry at himself for being jealous because of this woman. It was insane. But Brooke was smooth and beautiful. Her fingers grazed along Blaine’s cheek.

“You’re making me hard,” Blaine said.

Brooke then grabbed Blaine’s smoke right from his lips. She took a deep drag and blew in Blaine’s face. She turned the smoke around and put it back between Blaine’s lips.

“That’s as close as you’ll ever get to me,” Brooke said.

“Holy f*ck, I’m in love,” Blaine said. “Come with me. Right now.”

“Stop,” Ares said. He put a hand to Brooke’s lower back. “I have to…”

“Ease up,” Gaige said. “What the f*ck is going on?”

Ares reached his breaking point. He spotted Miller standing at the door to the meeting room, a beer in his hand.

“The night was a big f*cking mess,” Ares said. “All hell broke loose and Gunner is dead.”

Everyone fell silent.

Ares’s hand slid to the right side of Brooke’s body. His fingers spread, feeling the curve of her hip. It was driving him f*cking crazy right now. It had been a long time since Ares had a beautiful woman like Brooke near him, not to mention while he was sober and would remember anything that would happen.

Nothing is going to happen. Her brother is a f*cking murderer and enemy to the club.

Miller stepped forward and drank from his beer. “Take the woman to your room, Ares.”

“My room?” Ares asked.

“I offered you a patch and you didn’t take it,” Miller said. “You’re taking a room, at least for the night. I want her locked up and out of the hands of everyone else. I trust you.” Miller then looked at Gaige. “I want you, Griffin, Blaine, and Nate at the table.” Miller eyed Ares again. “You too, Ares. I want to know everything.”

Ares was shocked. Prospects were never invited to the table, let alone even allowed in the meeting room.

Not wanting to question anything, Ares set his attention back to Brooke. He pushed at her, his body touching hers, guiding her along the bar and away from the main part of the clubhouse. They walked down the hall and cut to the left. Down and around another bend were the spare rooms. They were kept for prospects to share. Some were for relievers if they got drunk and out of control. Other rooms were just for storage.

After checking three different rooms, the last one on the right seemed clean enough for the night.

“Where do you sleep at night?” Brooke asked.

“Doesn’t f*cking matter,” Ares said. He threw Brooke’s bag on the bed. “You’re going to stay here. Take a shower, get changed, whatever. Do not leave this f*cking room. You hear Miller. His word is final. I can protect you in this room. You leave and you’re up for grabs, darling. Nothing I can do then.”

“Who are you, Ares?” Brooke asked. “You’re not like the other ones with stuff on their leather.”

Ares put his hands to Brooke’s waist. She was really sexy. Really seductive. Her innocent eyes were worth filling with sin, just for fun.

“I’m nobody,” Ares said. “You forget me as soon as you can. And if you’re lucky, you’ll get out of this alive.”

Brooke bit her bottom lip and made a move at Ares. He quickly backed away and then turned. There was no way he could do this. Not right now. Not like this.

Ares made fists and refused to look back. If he did… if he saw Brooke in that f*cking dress just one more time, he’d lose it. He’d lose all control.





eight.



“To Gunner,” Miller said. He lifted a fresh beer.

Ares stood at the back wall and held his beer out. Gaige, Griffin, Blaine, and Nate all lifted their drinks.

“To Gunner,” Gaige said.

They all took their turns saying the same. Except for Ares.

“Ares,” Miller said. “Honor your brother.”