Page 4 of Entranced With the Hellhound

“Getting to know the new girls, I see.”

I turn slowly toward the smoky voice. I’m already half hard from her whispering in my ear. She is the only woman who can get me goin’ with just the sound of her voice. It’s a damned shame, really.

“Baby Blue. Nice to see you.” I lick my lips at the sight of her.

Nobody in this world fills out a top like Blue. Her tits spill over the red lacy bra, and her glowing brown skin glistens under the light. Her hands are on her rounded hips as she taps the tip of her red cowboy boot against the hardwood floor.

“Are you trying to be funny?” She asks, frowning.

“What? Is Baby Blue not your name? I mean, Blue Senior is your daddy, right?” My grin goes wider at the frustration I see on her face.

“Right. Senior is my daddy, so why not call me junior? Or do you just want to call me baby?” A sneaky grin spreads across her face, and mischief dances in her brown eyes.

I instantly know that I’ve fucked up. Provoking Blue usually results in her staring daggers at me from a distance, or ignoring me completely. However, this reaction is new. She doesn’t look irritated; in fact, she moves closer, her smile growing wider.

I only piss her off so that she stays away from me. Because, truth be told, I can’t seem to stay away from her. I can’t help myself. She says one thing to me, and I’m flirting with her. So, I piss her off to stay on neutral ground.

“I don’t call you junior because you’ve always been Baby Blue.”

“Hmmm. How about this?” Blue bites her lip, running her nail down my chest. “You can call me baby if I can call you daddy.”

“Don’t fucking test me, Blue Grace. I’ll bend your little ass over and fuck you right here just to prove a fuckin’ point,” I growl, getting in her face. We are as close as two people can be without physically touching.

A breathy gasp leaves her lips, and those big, beautiful brown eyes dilate. Her reaction is the reason I chose to piss her off. I normally have more patience and can deal with a little sexual tension. Tonight, though, I don’t want to tease. I want this woman beneath me even though I know I can’t give her the relationship she wants.

“You’ve been threatening me with a proper fuck since forever. I’m sick of your threats, Edward. Either back your shit up, or leave me the fuck alone,” Blue spits the words at me with narrowed eyes and a heaving chest.

She looks so fucking delicious, frustrated and breathless. God help me, I know it’s wrong to want a woman who I can’t promise tomorrow. But I can’t restrain myself. I want her too fuckin’ much, so I snatch her ass up, and as soon as I go to haul her off, we’re interrupted.

Fuck!

“Didn’t mean to interrupt whatever the fuck that was with you and Blue, but we got a problem,” Rock says, walking up the stairs to the conference room.

I knew it had to be something serious because he would never crash a party for some bullshit. We take partying seriously around here. Rock also knows that cockblocking a brother is a dangerous violation. Even if he is the president of our club.

“You didn’t call church, so how big is the problem?” I ask as we settle into our seats.

“I haven’t called church yet. I needed to update the officers first.” Rock sits down and nods to Wire, our information guy.

Wire starts furiously typing on his keyboard, then he pulls up a large screen so that we can see what he’s doing. It takes a minute to recognize what I’m looking at. But when it registers, the pit in my stomach grows.

“Not this motherfucker again!” Stone growls heatedly.

“Those pictures gotta be old, cause I know damned well they didn’t let his ass out.” Black leans in for a better look.

“Nope, not old. They were taken just last night,” Wire responds, clicking away on the keyboard.

“So that fucker Myers finally shows up, and he’s walking Kevin Frazier right out the front door of the fucking prison. Tell me that isn’t true?” I look at Rock, and he nods.

“Unfortunately, brother. That’s exactly what’s happening.”

My gut feelings are never wrong, but I can’t believe after five years of searching fucking high and low, former Detective Steven Myers walks right into one of the largest prisons in Texas and sets free the Hellhounds’ greatest enemy…. Kevin Frazier. The biggest snake I’ve ever dealt with.

THE PAST

“I call this meeting to order.” Rock slams the gavel down to officially begin church. “Snake-eyes, what’s the report?”

“We have a chance to run some guns for a new cartel out of El Paso, the Vasquez family. It’s a sure thing. We stand to make two hundred on the first go,” Snake-eyes, our Road Captain, says with an excited gleam in his gaze.