Crow: Kings of Carnage MC - Prospects

Asia’s tits bounce, her tongue licking her bottom lip and it’s as if she forgets she’s being recorded and begins to shout out with ecstasy as she turns over on her belly and fucks the Dragon Dildo like nobody is watching. Ass in the air, hips bucking, and face scrunched into the shape of an O, she loses her wit and comes so hard her voice takes on a high pitch, her breathing so labored I become nervous she’s about to pass out. Her face turns red, body jerking and tensing as she slows her bucking down and her eyes open to find the camera right in her face. She smiles, a silent laugh racking her body. Pulling the tongue from her pussy, it leaves a big space from the stretching, her juices all over her pussy and the toy, she brings the dildo to her face and kisses the tip of the tongue.

“Mmhm. Who needs Prince Charming when you have one of these!”

“And cut!” I lower the camera and turn the recording off.

“Holy. Shit!” Ruin claps, and I can’t help but roll my eyes. The man is serious about his porn, but I gotta admit, it was hot. My dick is hard as fuck right now.

“I gotta go.” Setting the camera back on the stand, I’ll edit the footage later, when my dick isn’t trying to do the thinking.

“Where are you going?” Ruin asks.

“I’m going to go see Maybelline.”

“Give up, if you ain’t hit that you ain’t gonna.” He laughs, stretching from sitting in his director chair.

He might be right, especially not that tongue fucker over there cut in and made me out to be some fuck boy of the club.

Ignoring him, I go outside toward my bike. The sky darkening from above, and lightning slicing through the sky just beyond the tree line.

Maybelline thinks she can just write me off as another asshole and move on?

Not a chance.

Maybelline

Sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn, Dime sitting next to me, we watch The Night Show. Rain is pounding against the roof so loud we have our old TV up as loud as it can go so we can hear what the host Jimmy is actually saying. I left my phone in my room so I wouldn’t be tempted to read any texts from Crow, or call him. I was stupid to think he was different than other guys that hang around here. He’s a wannabe bad boy and will screw anything that walks by him to feed his outlaw ego.

A commercial comes onto the TV, so I take the opportunity to put the bowl in the sink and grab a pop from the fridge.

“You seem really pissy tonight, I mean, more than usual. What’s up?” Dime asks, redoing her hair into a ponytail.

Turning on the faucet, I shrug. I hate telling her because I feel like I should be setting a good example and not be dating anyone, especially a biker, but she’s all I have.

“I went out with the guy across the street, only to find out he’s doing every chick in town.” I over exaggerate, but I’m pissed at how that woman came into my shop today throwing her big boobs and hair all over the place making me feel insecure about everything.

“Crow? Holy shit! I didn’t know you dated, I thought you were gay!”

My eyes snap to Dime’s.

“Why would you think that?”

Her eyes roll into the back of her head, and she slumps farther into the couch.

“Um, because I don’t think I’ve ever seen you go on a date… or talk to a guy.”

Turning the water off, my hands on either side of the sink, I glare at her.

“Because I was busy being an adult, Dime. I didn’t have time for one-night stands, and having my heart broke.”

Her face turns somber, her head tilting to the side.

“You slept with him, didn’t you?”

My gaze drops. I hate that she can read my emotions so well.

“Like I said, he sleeps with everyone.”

Crossing my arms, I head back into the living room and sit next to her, I can feel her staring at me, wanting me to explain more.

“Yes, I slept with him and then today some chick from his club made it clear she was doing some porn video with him today.” My eyes widen as I finally look at her. “PORN!”

Shaking my head, I scoff. “I’m so stupid to think a hot guy like that would be normal.”

“Oh yeah, The Porn Kings.” Muttering her reconviction of their side business causes my jaw to tighten and I hold my hand up to keep her from saying anything further.

“I seriously don’t want to know how you know that.” I hate having to be her sister and her mother.

As a sister, I’d want to know everything she knows about them but the mother in me would be mortified.