“No! I didn’t mean that. I’m worried about you, Rex, that’s all.”
Rex laughs callously, “You know I’m scratching my head, trying to figure out why you tried to double cross me. I saw things happening but I thought to myself, surely not. There’s no way the kid who I raised, fed, and helped out, would do anything wrong. But then all these little things started stacking up. You being dodgy as shit around the club, then there was the time at Birdies you didn’t shoot when we told Reid we would. I can’t even remember the last time you took club cunt when it was offered.” Rex rambles, the nonsense and threats tumble out over each other making him hard to understand and nearly impossible to follow. “You know I don’t fancy fucking homos and I’m not saying that’s you but watching you take Fallen slut is going to bring me a certain level of peace. In a way I’m ensuring your loyalty stays with me, because how do you think King’s gonna feel when he finds out this hole of his is swamped by the seed of a Death Rider? I reckon he’s going to fucking lose it. He’ll come gunning for you, boy, but me and the boys will protect you. And then he’ll see we’re not playing around?”
“Rex, you know he’s weird about women getting hurt. He won’t stop. Fuck, man, she’s probably a fucking no-one, I mean, we can’t believe the club sluts and King wouldn’t fuck packed pussy.”
“Don’t give a fuck. She’s the start, Steel. She ain’t the fucking reason we’re gonna go to war but I reckon he’s got too much pride to let one of his cunts being owned by one of The Death Riders. And it will mean so much more don’t you think that it’smy fucking son, my legacy, that she’s gonna be next to? Every time we see him, he’ll be reminded that we take what we want. This ain’t just about the strip, this is about the Death Riders becoming top of the fucking pyramid.”
Jesus, he is absolutely delusional.
Rex lunges for Steel, digging a hand into his shoulder so he can’t get away.
“But Steel, I know you got a fucking tender heart for women in trouble. Yeah? You step one fucking inch out of line again and I’ll slice her open on the bar for our Friday night session. I will shoot your fucking kneecaps out so you can’t move and you’ll sit there and watch Bash and Cog, and the rest of my boys ruin her every hole before I find your sweet sister, Harley, and drag her back to auction off her virgin asshole. Unless of course you don’t need the reminder, Steel. I’m offering you a change of heart right now. You show me you’re committed.”
Steel doesn’t argue, he just holds out his hand waiting for them to shake on it, with a grin on his face. “Rex, you don’t have to ever doubt my intentions. I promise you I was not involved with Ma and Harley leaving, why would I? To prove my faith of course I’ll fucking film me taking this cunt myself. Might even FaceTime him so he can watch it happen live if that’s good with you? But only if you know she’s King’s.”
Rex’s eyebrows climb up, the intense threats and promise of violence from only moments ago twists yet again, resulting in gloating satisfaction. Rex looks like the king of the world when he holds his hand out to Steel for them to shake. “This is a small step to making me feel like I can trust you again, Steel.”
“You know, thinking about how fucking wild King’s going to be when I feed her my cock has got me hard already.”
Rex laughs. “Just like your old man.”
“Let’s do this now.” Steel pushes and Rex nods his head like he’s deep in thought but really he’s almost frothing in eagerness.
Rex walks off muttering under his breath and Steel’s facade cracks for the briefest moment. Perhaps because he realises himself, he leans down getting right up in my face so he’s the only thing I can see.
“Hey, WIP. I don’t want you to remember this. Go back to the lake and I’ll see you on the other side,” Steel whispers, his lips barely moving. And it’s incredibly risky because if Rex caught on, I’m pretty sure we’d be dead, but Steel gives me hope by giving me an out.
“You getting started before I got my camera ready?” Rex shouts from past the entry. “Wait till I got some fucking lights, hey?”
He flicks on his bike headlights and all the shadows I was hiding in blink out of existence.
“Too fucking right. We don’t want King to miss this.” Steel laughs, peeling off his cut and letting it drop to the ground.
I watch Steel, tugging his hair out of his band, running his hands through it and I hold on to the time at the lake when I confessed how much I love his hair when it’s down. Steel takes off his shirt next, and he takes me even further away from here when he taps his chest with his two fingers like he does to Maverick before he slowly flattens his nipple rings, like I always seem to.
“All we need is a fucking cosy fire. Am I right?” Steel turns, talking over his shoulder but also tapping my chest above my heart, confirming he’s not playing. He’s here with me, saving me the only way he can. He’s giving me anchor points, asking me to trust him, giving me a chance to tap out mentally.
“You got your phone?” Steel asks, hurrying this along. And I suspect it’s because the reminders are fresh in my head, he doesn’t want to waste them, but I can’t help the tears from falling. “I’m going to let King watch, Rex. Make sure he knows who’s fucking this little WIP.”
He says my pet name and I nearly fucking sob.
“WIP?” Rex asks, sounding confused.
“Nah, like a whip. You know snappy, or a whip cracking… don’t worry about it.” Steel laughs. And Rex closes the distance, to us holding the phone up to his face as it rings.
The call picks up and Rex bends down, his face filling the screen, “I’ve had an interesting day today… What about you?” Rex talks as he takes a step closer before he turns the camera to the front of Steel’s body. There’s no way King would know what’s going on yet.
“Make sure he sees my face, Rex. I got no fucking issue with him seeing me fuck her.” Steel’s pants are dropped to his thighs but he’s standing in front of me, his dick not even stirring.
Rex does a close up of Steel, then drops down to get a shot of Steel’s dick in front of my face. He holds the camera there for a second before he turns it to me, taking a step back so my face is the only thing King would be able to see.
“You starting a war?” King asks slowly.
Rex grunts a laugh, “You want to go to war over cunt?”
“Careful Rex,” King threatens slowly. “You’re already a dead man, don’t make it worse by disrespecting an innocent woman.”
“We figured you’d want to watch her learn to take Rider dick since she fucking ran at the first chance she got from your club. And then my son’s going to bite her throat and claim her pack, marking her Rider property.”
