Page 69 of Eagle
She slipped into my shirt without a word, and I took a moment to enjoy the sight of her wearing it. She looked damned good sitting there, cross legged, staring up at me with that just-fucked glow on her cheeks. My dick started to thicken, and I sat back down.
Leo reached for one of the finger sandwiches. “These look good.” She took a bite and closed her eyes with a look of pleasure. “Mmm, smoked salmon and pumpernickel.”
I reached for a cucumber and cream cheese, stuffing the whole thing into my mouth. Leo caught me and laughed.
I shrugged. “They’re little,” I said. “What are you doing Sunday night?”
Leo’s slight pause told me that she was thinking. “Nothing yet. Why?” She took another bite of her sandwich.
“I have a long-standing dinner date with my Aunt May Sunday nights. I want you to come.” I stuffed another sandwich into my mouth.
“Really?” Mild surprise spread across her face, which had lost some of its rosiness. “I can’t picture you doing something that normal and sweet.”
I opened the bag of chips. “Why not?”
“Well, so far my association with you has been rather, um, unorthodox. Your club doesn’t exactly conform to the rules of society. You carry guns...”
“For protection.”
“You take matters into your own hands...”
I knew she was referring to the punishment we’d taken out on her brother, and everything that had happened the night that she and the other women had been taken. “We get things done. We live the way we want, darlin.’ We don’t bother anyone unless they bother us first, and then we fuck them up.” I thought about the Maniacs we’d left in the chicken house the other night. They were fly food now and had deserved what we’d delivered. No telling what they’d had planned for our women if the girls hadn’t escaped first.
“I’m not attacking your club, Eagle.” She reached for a chocolate covered strawberry. “I’m just stating what I’ve noticed.”
She wrapped those full lips around that strawberry and looked directly into my eyes, taking a slow bite. My dick tingled as I recalled what her mouth had felt like wrapped around it. When she smiled, I knew that she was thinking about the same thing and was fully aware of what she was doing to me. I watched her chew that juicy goodness and reached forward to wipe the corner of her mouth where some of it had gathered.
“What else have you noticed?” I licked my finger.
“That you care for and rescue dogs. That you guys respect one another and save damsels in distress.”
“You girls rescued yourselves,” I reminded her. “That was impressive.”
She nodded. “We got lucky.” She popped the rest of her fruit into her mouth. “What do you think those men would have done to us?”
Fuck. I wasn’t going to answer that truthfully. “They were going to use you to get to us. When rival MCs come around, it’s usually because they want what we have.”
“How can they do that? Just come into town and think they can, ah, take over, um, your turf?” The next fruit she began popping into her mouth were grapes.
I grinned at her use of the word “turf.” “That’s just the way it is, darlin.’ It’s how shit is done between MCs. Clubs like the Maniacs don’t want to work for it, so they steal it instead.” The Maniacs hadn’t come right out and said that they wanted our town, but the fact that they’d taken our women, were stealing dogs, and were involved in dog fighting in the area was concerning.
“The police—”
“Don’t get involved. They’re happy to let us kill each other off.”
Her eyes rounded with disbelief.
“We’re not like those other MCs, Leo. We don’t mind working for what we have. But you can fucking bet if another club shows up and causes trouble we’ll deal with it the way they expect us to. We’re not weak, and we aren’t pussies.”
Her nod indicated that she understood what I was saying.
“You didn’t respond to my request about dinner Sunday night.”
She lay back against the blanket, resting her head on her folded arms. The position drew attention to her tits and the fact that her nipples were hard. I lazily followed the curves of her body, smirking when I got to the end of my shirt where it rested at the top of her thighs. It wouldn’t take much movement on her part to expose that sweet pussy to me.
A tired sigh escaped her. “I’d love to meet your Aunt May.” She closed her eyes. “As long as Mandy isn’t there.”
I sensed my woman was about to nod off. Her words caused me to think about the unpleasant topic of my ex. I needed to have Coke look into where Mandy had spent the last few months. I didn’t want her to start coming around again and causing trouble between Leo and me. The last time, I’d made a huge mistake in letting her in my house and fucking her all night. But we’d had history, and there had been a time when I’d thought she was it for me.