Hades' Flame (Devils Rejects MC 1)

MaryAnn throws her head back and howls with laughter.

I notice the jukebox is unplugged so I plug it back in. Music blares from the speakers and Stephanie and her trolls give me the stink eye.

MaryAnn stands awkwardly next to me as I pick some new songs.

“Come on. Let’s liven this place up. It’s feeling dead in here,” I shout over the music as I walk past their table.

Danny

I get Sara’s car pulled into the garage and up on the lift, so Zo Zo can check it for a bug or tracking device. I don’t put anything past fucking Tiny. I’m having my guy install my own tracking device. Not so I can spy on Sara but so if something were to ever happen I could find her car at least. I should have done this when I first bought it. I just wasn’t thinking.

“Well, I will leave you to it, man. Shoot me a text when you have it ready.”

“Sure thing but may not be until tomorrow evening.”

“Sounds good.”

I head off to the clubhouse in search of my wife. After the day I’ve had I could use getting lost in her pussy.

When I open the door, I notice two things. First, I see the sisterhood looking like a bunch of sourpusses and gathering their purses. Second, I see my Sara, my Flame on the dance floor grinding with MaryAnn. I don’t know whether to laugh or be turned on. I’m experiencing a little bit of both emotions right now.

“Ladies, I see you’ve met my wife. I do hope you are making her feel welcome.”

“She’s a real peach,” Stephanie says, rushing for the door.

I nod at the other two bitches as they follow after her. I can’t stand those broads, but I tolerate them for the sake of my men. A happy wife equals a happy life. I’m sure I will have some calls later from some unhappy men. Maybe they shouldn’t have married such cunts.

Sara is moving her hips, shaking her sweet ass, tempting me to take her to my office, bend her over my desk and fuck the hell outta her.

Damn she is sexy.

MaryAnn winks at me as I stalk toward them.

“Your old man is on the prowl,” she tells Sara and makes her way to the bar as a few brothers come through the doors.

Sara glances in my direction and smiles at me. Her smile is breathtaking.

I could stand here all night and watch her dance, but I want my brothers seeing her shake her ass either. I’m a possessive motherfucker when it comes to her.

“Hey, trouble. You ready to go home? Cupid should have dropped the U-Haul at the house by now.”

“Ready when you are,” she sasses, backing her ass up to my crotch then bending forward and touching her toes.

Chapter 16

Danny

When we get to the house, Cupid is waiting in the driveway with the U-Haul.

“Thanks, man,” I tell him as I climb off my bike. Sara gets off behind me and goes on into the house to start dinner. She says she is cooking for me tonight. Hell, if some waitress doing a little flirting gets this much of a rise out of her, I may take her to Billy’s more often. I’m liking this side of my wife. She’s breaking out of her shell more.

“You need any help unloading?”

“Nah. I’ll make the prospects do it tomorrow. It’ll keep Sara busy and give her something to do while we set up for Thursday.”

“Sounds good. I’m gonna head off to the clubhouse. Were any of the girls around?”

“MaryAnn was working the bar.”