A Very Nefarious Christmas (3 page)

The groan that came from the seated bikers became a roar and she stepped back to the safety of Tears and Willie.

Jelly Belly was on his feet, roaring. “Fine idea! If I have to be
Santy
Claus
, some of you short bros can be elves. You can watch out and be the security, if it makes ya feel better. Fair is fair!”

Black Dog and Mad Jack exchanged glances before busting out in laughter.

“Seems we’ve got a few plans here. Thorn, you’re good with all of this?” Black Dog wanted to make sure Thorn wasn’t being pressured by the three women.

Thorn snorted, “Like I’ve got a say in the matter? Yeah, I’m good with it. Hunter would be happy we used the old stuff. It might be good to have a few guys in the cabins though while this is going on. Nights, the Filthy Fiends might come in and try to wreck it. I’ve got Nico staying there from Bound, and he’s a help, but a few more of you would make me feel safer. This is just a Nefarious thing, right?”

Black Dog saw the pain in his eyes. “Yeah, bro. This festival is ours only. Bound for Hell can do their own thing. I’ll reach out to Wolf from the Filthy Fiends; we kinda got an understanding on a few things. I don’t think he wants to make his club look fucked up by ruining anything for kids.” Black Dog’s voice was serious and Thorn relaxed a bit. “You’ll get your guys in the cabins, just in case. Better to be safe than sorry.”

Tears spoke up again. “Nico and CeCe said that Bound for Hell just donated toys this year. CeCe is English and she is willing to help make scones, puddings, and says she can get something called spotted dick. She says it’s wonderful. It would be nice to have cookies and cakes from all over, too. I think it would draw in the wealthy families. CeCe says she can make some apple butter. And different jams and marmalades we could sell. She makes sweet breads too, like banana nut and pound cakes, so I want her involved.” She looked at Willie and Deidra for support.

Willie backed her right up. “It’s a great idea: a taste of Christmas from all over. When you guys go home, ask your ol’ ladies to make batches of cookies from other countries. I know my mom will bake, and if you’re without an ol’ lady, ask your mothers. Black Dog, I want cookies from every single member of this chapter, is that okay?”

Black Dog couldn’t say no to Willie, not after all the effort the women had put into this. He looked at his boys who were staring back at him.

“My old lady wants cookies from all over the world, so make sure each of you gets at least four dozen or more. I don’t care if you bake ‘em yourselves or find a bakery. We’re going to pull this off and we’ll show up every other chapter in the Nefarious nation this year. Now the roads are bad, so head on home and if you can think of ideas, write ‘em down for me.”

An older biker stood up in the back. “Black Dog, I got a wood shop and I can whittle. What about some wooden toys? Got me some cedar I can make into blocks for closets too. Keeps the moths away. Maybe some of these women can knit mittens, scarves and hats? My ol’ lady does it and I’m sure she’d be willing to donate and teach those willing to learn. We can sell some of it, and what doesn’t sell we can donate to the kids. People pay good money for handmade toys. If we all get busy we can pull this off and make this a great Christmas. I haven’t wanted to celebrate the holidays in a long time and hearing all these plans is putting me in a real Christmassy mood. We gotta share the love, brother, share the love.” He sat back down nodding his head.

“Toker, those are great ideas. You tell me what kind of wood you need and I’ll get it to you.” Black Dog looked at his boys. “Go home, tell your ol’ ladies to get their asses involved. I think even the club chicks could help. Who knows what other talents they have besides the kissing booth. We need all the help we can get.” He looked at Willie, Dee, and Tears, all who nodded their approval. He turned and looked at Maggie who slowly shook her head yes. “There it is, then. Everyone pulls their weight to get this done. There will be no bickering, no backstabbing, and if there is, I’ll be handling it personally. Tell your women if they don’t pull their weight, no coming to the clubhouse for a year. Swiper will make sure they don’t sneak in, and I’ll make a list of all that don’t help. Be safe going home.”

He watched as most of the bikers left until it was just Thorn, Swiper, Mad Jack and two bikers that had ridden in on motorcycles. RePete and Gunny were by the door looking out at the heavy wet snow coming down. There was no way Black Dog could let the two men ride out in such nasty bad weather.

He walked over to them. “You two may as well forget leaving. You can pull your bikes into the garage and bunk down here. Sleeping bags are in the office. There are couches in there but I’d sleep out on these couches because you’ll be warmer. You drink, I expect you pay for what ya consume. Food is in the kitchen, and you’re gonna have to keep the wood stove going. Make sure you got enough wood inside that’s dry. I’d bring some in from the porch just in case. Oil is low and there’s enough until Monday. You can’t turn the heat up or it will run out. Darko comes back to busted pipes, it’s on you two. I’ll let Crackers know you’re staying here tonight. You know not to mess with him. He has his space behind the kitchen and he’s still a loner. If he wants to come out and talk, let him. If not, leave him be; bro still has issues over being locked up so long. I don’t plan to come back out here again tonight. We’re straight up on the rules?”

Gunny looked at the snow and sighed. “No point in trying to move those bikes; snow is too heavy and they ain’t moving easy. I don’t feel like getting cold and wet anyhow. Thanks for letting us stay.” He pulled out his wallet, handing Black Dog some bills. “This will cover me. I’m gonna have a few beers, eat a sandwich, and play some music. Repeat and I will play pool and clean up around here.”

Repeat, who got his name for repeating, for once kept it simple. “What he said Dog, I got money too. Thanks, man.” He pulled some crumpled bills out of his pockets and handed them over to Black Dog. “I’m going have me some more of those cookies and see if there is any milk. I’ll make sure the water runs too. Keep it dripping slowly, stops those pipes from freezing.”

Willie had Melora bundled up and ready to leave. They would all follow each other home and make sure nobody got stuck in the snow. Black Dog was relieved the two bikers would be staying off the roads. He pulled open the door and was shocked at how much snow had fallen in a few minutes. Snow like this wasn’t common to the area.

“Babe, I gotta get the truck cleaned off. I’ll pull in front of the door and Jack will carry Melora out. No sense in you slipping in this snow.”

Mad Jack and Thorn followed him out into the wet snowy night. Trees branches were bending with the weight of the snow and it was already dark, but the snow was glistening on the ground.

Thorn had missed JJ being present. “Jack, where’s JJ? I didn’t see him and I know he knew this was a mandatory meeting.” He had to holler into the wind.

“He had a family thing. Some shit with Jo. I don’t wanna get into it. You know how I feel about all that shit. No fucking way in hell was I missing a meeting over that bitch.” Mad Jack’s expression turned to stone and Thorn went over to scrape the snow off of his truck. As he was clearing the snow off his windshield, he thought about all that was happening with their families. He didn’t want a damn thing to do with Jo either. Shame it all had to come down to this. A damn shame. Thorn was much happier in Nefarious MC. Then, he had been in Bound for Hell MC, but some things were better left alone, and this surely was one of them.

Once everyone was in cars and trucks, they headed out onto the main road, which had been plowed somewhat. Going home was a long drive, slow and slippery. Thorn continued to the Lodge while Mad Jack and Black Dog lived next to each other. They all were tired and hungry. Black Dog knew Willie had chili in the crockpot and couldn’t wait to get inside and eat. He picked up his daughter as Willie unlocked the door and they went inside their nice warm house.

Melora was tucked into bed fast asleep while Willie was in the tub. She had caught a chill and wanted to soak a bit. Black Dog was quite content in his new life and loved being a father. Melora was a joy to be around and she was less shy now. His family loved her and spoiled her, and they always had a sitter in Willie’s mother, her sister Theodora, or his parents. His mother was nagging him to give her a grandson and marry Willie. Nobody had ever questioned his relationship with Willie, thank God. He was even getting along great with her mother, Donna Reed, who was dating a lawyer. She still tried to keep a relationship with Roberta though, and that damn sister of Willie’s was a demon bitch. Lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice Willie had come into the room. She stroked his shoulder and he smelled the clean scent of her shampoo and perfume.

“Black Dog, you promised to make me lucky. Or did you forget? I am sure forgetting is against your rules,” she joked in a husky voice.

Knowing Willie wanted him got his cock hard as a rock. She knew full well that talking about rules made him hard.

“Bedroom now, Willie. You put me in a spot, demanding cookies from my guys, ya know. You know what that means?” A wicked grin spread across his sexy face.

Willie flipped him the finger and ran into the bedroom. Black Dog’s smile got wider. Willie wanted to play tonight and that was fine by him.

Willie was lying on the bed, naked, face down, ass up waiting for him. Damn, she really was into the spankings he loved to give her. Her body was flushing a soft pink and he saw her hand between her legs touching her bare pussy, rubbing her clit.

“No playing with yourself unless I say so. You broke another rule. You’re such a bad, dirty girl Willie.” His voice lowered and he sat down on a chair near the bed. “I need my boots taken off. Get over here. You know what I want, so do it.”

Willie knew exactly what he wanted, so she hurried over to him. Placing his leg between hers with her ass facing him, she tugged his boot and sock off. Black Dog admired her firm ass cheeks and traced a finger across one of them in a lazy circle. Goosebumps appeared on her skin. She took his other leg, and this time her pussy touched his jeans as she tugged his boot and sock off. He watched as her body quivered. She was enjoying this. Hell, she was almost humping his leg.

“Stand up and unbuckle my belt and pull my jeans down.” His voice was harder. He felt her fumble as she tried to unbuckle his belt. Finally, she got it and pulled his jeans down. His cock sprang free and she automatically reached for it. Even though she knew his rules and that she was breaking one again.

With a warning in his voice, he said, “Willie, no touching unless you have permission. Did I give it yet? You’re breaking the rules left and right tonight. I think you want a hard spanking, don’t cha?”

“BD, I want to touch your cock, I want to feel your hand smack my ass and I want to get fucked hard and dirty.” When Willie wanted something bad enough she wasn’t shy at all.

“Oh, you do, huh? What if I want you on your knees sucking me off?” Black Dog played their game knowing Willie loved being treated as a submissive usually only in the bedroom. Although sometimes she did act out in public when she knew full well, as soon as their daughter was asleep, she would get her spanking. He never had gone past spanking her ass, but some day he figured they’d move on to a little more hardcore play. But not yet, he didn’t want to push Willie before she was ready.

Willie dropped to her knees and using only her mouth she drew his cock between her lips. Her mouth was hot and wet and Black Dog put his hands on the sides of her head as he fucked her mouth.

“Suck me in deeper babe, I want to feel you take all of me in.”

She tilted her head back slightly, allowing him access to her throat. A few long hard thrusts of his cock down her throat, and he pulled out before he came in her mouth. Damn she had a mouth perfectly made for cock sucking and she loved to suck him too.

Black Dog sat on the bed and with his finger he motioned her to him. “Lay across my lap. No touching yourself or you’ll get twice as many slaps.” He knew damn well she’d finger her clit.

Willie looked at him shyly as she crawled across his lap, centering her ass so he could easily slap it. “Not too hard, BD. Last time it hurt to sit.”

“You get what I give, and your cunt was wet all day thinking about how red and sore I made your ass, so don’t lie to me, Babe. I know how much you like this.”

Sighing, she waited for the first slap, and it was a hard one. Her pussy clenched and she couldn’t help it, her finger went directly to finger her clit.

Black Dog let her play with herself, pretending not to notice as he spanked her a little harder. Her ass was a lovely shade of red before he ripped her hand away. He had lost count of how many times his hand had spanked her but he was sure that tomorrow it would sting whenever she moved.

“Such a bad, bad girl. You’re getting slapped harder, then you get your ass to the side of the bed. I want you on all fours while I fuck you. But first, slip your finger inside of yourself and make sure it’s nice and wet for me.” He watched with hooded eyes as Willie did exactly as she was told, slipping her middle finger inside and wiggling it around. “Bring it to my lips and let me taste you.” He sucked on her finger watching her face. Willie was going to wait for his cock tonight.