Phoenix Bar: A Steel Demons MC Novel Read Free Page A

attention the most was him declaring this girl his. He had been leaving town a lot a few months ago and about a month ago, he stopped leaving, so I thought he had broken up with whatever lady he was going to see.
                  Gavel is one of the original founding members of the club. He’s been a part of the Steel Demons since the very beginning and he has a lot of respect with the members. He is often called into meetings with the leadership just for his wisdom. The Steel Demons live by a certain code and that code can be boiled down to one rule; don’t fuck with us or anyone connected to us and all will be well.
    We aren’t into all the drug and gun running or really anything illegal for the most part. We are just a group of guys that have each other’s backs, we like to party together, we fuck the club girls and the women around town, none of us minds sharing or watching or hell tag teaming. We like sex and we like bikes. The club went legit about twenty years ago and never looked back.
    Our member’s own several businesses including a construction company that provides income to several guys; a mechanics shop, a security firm that does security systems, a tattoo parlor. Hell, we even own a beauty shop where some of the old ladies work because they didn’t want to sit around home all day. The salon, security firm, and garage are all near the founding chapter. In Belle, we have the construction company and the tattoo parlor. None of the guys in our chapter have an old lady. We are all single and that’s why some of the girls left the big chapter to come here with us. The club girls are there for us to fuck. Most believe, at some point, they will be made an old lady, but they all like to fuck and be fucked as much as any of the brothers.
    Having an Old Lady is the last thing on my to-do list. I do what I have done since before joining the Steel Demons. I fuck the hell out of the club girls, but I rotate them so they don’t get any ideas. I sure as fuck don’t want them to get attached. It has actually started to get old the last four months or so. I’ve started spending a few nights a week at my house rather than the club. A few years ago, I didn’t think I would ever want to own a house. I lived at the club with my brothers and the girls, but when we moved here, I decided to go ahead and get a home away from home, so to speak, but I didn’t even start using it until earlier this year.
                  Now, I go there a couple nights just to get away from it all. It’s great belonging to the club. I enjoy the life and the brotherhood, but damn, any man that says he can’t get too much sex is obviously not getting enough. I never thought in my 31 years that I would say that, but the same old club pussy just isn’t as fun as it used to be.
    When Jed asked me to do contract work for “his girl” and that it would be a long job and a lot of work, I jumped at the opportunity. I was just waiting for the go ahead from him to meet his new girl and get some good work done.
                  I had been away from the club for two days and I needed to get my dick wet. I grabbed Becky as soon as I walked through the front doors and headed to the pool room. That was one thing I liked doing and I know the girls, especially Becky, liked doing as well. I loved to fuck in front of an audience. There is nothing like the feeling of knowing that, while you are fucking a woman, there are people around you, men and women, who wish they were the ones putting on the show.
    I bent her over the side of a pool table that wasn’t being used. I flipped up her skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties, but I didn’t expect her to be wearing any. The girls never wore panties around the club, easier access that way. I touched her bare pussy and my fingers were already coated with her wetness.
                  “You want my dick?” I asked her. She moaned, but I wanted more than a moan. I noticed