Page 39 of Hidden Desires (Bikers of Mayhem #2)
ACE
T he following night, the Death Cruisers Motorcycle Club invited the Shadow Vipers to come and party with them at their favorite club. It was a leather bar that catered to the biker community and those who loved and supported them.
Walking into the club surrounded by his brother and the rest of the crew, Ace felt like a celebrity walking the red carpet.
All eyes turned when the group of beefy bikers walked into the bar and then headed up to the VIP section.
This wasn’t the norm for them. Typically, the crew would party in dive bars with poor lighting and sticky floors. But tonight, they were being wined by the Death Cruisers, the local biker club who were happy that the Shadow Vipers helped them get rid of the Cyanyd Kings once and for all.
The Cyanyd Kings had been steadily gaining power and influence over the past few years and were slowly encroaching on their territory.
The Death Cruisers had tried their best to dispose of the crew, but it had proven quite difficult, especially given their dagger-throwing enforcer. Not many survived face-to-face encounters with Blade’s father.
Happily enough, that was no longer the case.
“Welcome!” Bradly, the leader of the club, shouted as Marcus and the crew entered the roped-off VIP section.
“This is quite the digs you got going on here,” Marcus said, shaking Bradly’s hand, then taking a seat on the sofa right next to him. “I take it you own the place?”
Bradly nodded. “You always need a place to launder your money, and what better place than a bar or a club?”
Throughout the club, rock music blasted as male and female dancers danced in cages, dressed in the skimpiest little leather outfits known to man. Black, red, and purple seemed to be the color scheme of the club, including the leather outfits worn by its dancers.
“I see you cater to all tastes here,” Marcus added, nodding toward one of the shirtless male dancers wearing nothing more than tight leather shorts and a spiked harness across his chest. The bulging package in his shorts told admirers that he was all primed and ready to go.
“Yes. People come to Vegas to party and let loose. They don’t come here to be judged or shunned. So I like to provide my patrons with every option available on the menu.”
Ace looked around the room and noticed men and women of all body shapes and sizes dancing.
Men made out with men, women made out with women, and combinations of men and women making out with each other were visible all across the club.
It seemed that even threesomes, foursomes, and fivesomes were encouraged in this space.
This was what Vegas was meant to be.
Ace took a seat next to Blade, being sure to give himself an appropriate amount of space, so as not to give off any “we’re fucking” vibes. He didn’t want to make his brother feel uncomfortable.
They had plenty of time to ease Marcus into the whole dating thing, and he didn’t want to push his luck so soon after he just got Blade back.
Another reason for the celebration was an unofficial partnership between the two motorcycle crews. The Death Cruisers were going to help Marcus expand his trade into the West Coast, while Marcus was going to help the Cruisers move their products eastward.
Working together to take out the Cyanyd Kings had given the two bosses some time to get to know each other and realize that they could both use each other’s help.
“So you are the little brother who’s been doing your big brother’s best friend?” Bradly asked, leaning back on the couch and taking a sip of his whiskey.
Ace blushed and glanced over at Blade.
“Yeah, well, he was actually kind of doing me,” Ace clarified.
Marcus spat out his whiskey.
The group burst out laughing.
“I like your little brother,” Bradly remarked to Marcus, giving him a slap on the thigh.
“Ace has never been afraid to speak his mind,” Marcus explained as he wiped his shirt with a napkin.
“That’s a commendable quality,” Bradly noted.
“At this club, we don’t judge people’s choices in sex or positions.
As long as everyone is consenting, we like to encourage group play and experimentation.
In fact, if any of you get bored, we have a huge playroom in the back.
We’ve got slings, benches, and even glory holes if you like anonymous blow jobs.
Just be aware that both men and women play in the back.
So if you aren’t into a particular sex, just let them know politely if they approach. ”
“I might go give the room a try,” Nikolai said, standing and grabbing his drink. “Blade, are you…?” His voice trailed off when he realized what he was about to ask. “Damn, guess I need to find a new dick for threesomes.”
“We’ll join you,” two voices said in unison.
One belonged to a young man in his late twenties.
He was wearing tight leather shorts and nothing on top.
The other was a big beefy daddy who appeared to be in his late forties, wearing tight denim jeans and a studded black harness.
Judging by the bulge in the man’s jeans, he was definitely going to be popular in the back room playroom.
Nikolai shrugged his shoulders. “Sure. The more the merrier,” he said in his thick Russian accent. “Oh, I don’t kiss with the guys, in case you were wondering.”
The two men looked at each other before shrugging their shoulders at the same time.
The three men walked off and disappeared into the darkness of the club.
One day, they would figure out the mystery that was Nikolai.
“Poor guy, looks like he just lost his best friend,” Ace whispered, patting Blade’s leg.
Blade chuckled. “By the looks of it, it won’t take him very long to forget my name.”
Ace smiled as Blade took his hand in his and gave it a kiss.
He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. To finally be able to touch and kiss the man he had pined over for so many years.
Remembering where he was, Ace quickly glanced up at his brother, who was currently watching them in their tender moment. Marcus raised his glass, then tipped it toward them.
Somehow, he also scored in the big brother department. If it weren’t for Marcus looking out for him and basically raising him since he was a little boy, who knows where he would have ended up?
He nodded to his big brother, then took a sip of his chocolate martini.
It was moments like these that they would cherish forever.