Page 109 of Mayhem
Richie leaned forward and kissed Dragon. "I know that Monty has a darkness in him. I knew that if we were to be successful with our drug, just the two of us, that he could really kill people who were a threat to us and sleep like a baby afterward. I... I can kill if I need to. If it's my life or theirs."
"Leave that dirty work to me," Dragon said.
"When I can, I will, but I know part of being a Lord is being able to carry my own weight. I'm not a punk—"
"Fuck no, you're not," Dragon said, interjecting because the words 'punk' and 'Richie' should never be mentioned in the same sentence as far as he was concerned.
Richie smiled and kissed his nipple. "But I also know that I'm not like you, Burger, or Nine, or Maverick, or even Ace."
"You're like Charlie and Footlong, and that's okay," Dragon said. "As long as you'll always have the club's back, you're family."
"Always," Richie said, then sat up. "But enough talking. I need you to fill me up with spunk."
Dragon's lips curled up in a lusty grin. "Oh hell yeah."
What a perfect way to pass the time, he thought as he pressed his lips to Richie's.
"Big bro!" Maverick exclaimed as he rushed over to Dragon, wrapping his arms around his brother and giving him a hearty hug.
"Little bro," Dragon said in response as he squeezed the man tightly.
The two parted and smiled widely at each other as they took in their appearance. "I can't believe I had to watch you grow up from being a teen to a man and father behind bars," Dragon said with a hint of regret. He'd missed so much, like birthdays and holidays.
"Man, that's all in the past now. And we'll make sure you'll never have to go back. We've got connections now that we didn't have back then. We had a whole fucking war, and not one cop interrupted us," Maverick said.
"Let's not get too comfortable about that," Tank said. "We need to always be careful on our end."
"True, Uncle... I was just saying," Maverick shrugged.
Dragon patted his brother's shoulder. "I get you, but unc is right. We may be in bed with them, but they didn't put a ring on our finger. We still have to be careful."
"Burger and Akari are so close though," Richie stated.
"Akari is like family to them, but he ain't blood-related. He's staff," Dasan pointed out. "We play it safe no matter what. Like I said, Rico is a fucking rattlesnake, but as long as we continue to prove that he needs us, he'll be okay."
Several men nodded in agreement.
"Enough about all that; let's celebrate! My fucking brother and TT are home," Maverick said, and then he walked over to the big man and hugged him. TT lifted Maverick off his feet, and both men laughed before he was placed back on the floor. "I fucking missed you, man."
"Shit, I missed everyone too. Thank God the Castiellos needed our help and got Dragon and me out earlier. It's so good to be back in my cut, on my hog, and with my club," TT said.
"And your boyfriend," Maverick said.
"Definitely that," TT said with a wide grin.
Dragon watched them talk as they began making their way over to the lounge section. He still had so much catching up to do. He didn't have much time to chat with his family and club before having to leave to help Enzo out. Now that was all done, it was time to put his feet up, and that's what he did. Taking a seat on the sofa and bringing Richie down to sit on his lap, he sipped his cold beer and caught up with his loved ones.
This was the life for a Lord.
