The Biker's Fashion Designer

Chapter 4: Miss Attitude 🔞

KNOXX

I stood and watched as Blade, the club's enforcer, struck a Widow's Bite prospect with a whip made of dried rose thorns. He was tied hands and legs to a pillar firmly with a long chain.

The bastard was caught red-handed trying to blow up the club's garage with explosives. Widow's Bite has been Frost Vipers enemy for a long time now.

'Their c**k sucking president, Rex should keep pushing me to the wall till I loose it and utterly destroy every single soul tied to that club.'

"Argh!" The young boy who I was very sure was barely twenty, cried out. Rex being such a loser would use anyone to get what he wanted, even though it entailed using a little baby. Yeah, he was that brainless.

"Please, just kill me already." His cloth was already soaked up in his blood.

"Shut up, asshole!" Blade spat, landing another lash, before turning to me. "Prez, slow or fast?" He was asking about the prospect's death.

"Slow." I said, firmly. I've never being a fan of killing people quickly, most especially in situations like this.

"Havoc, no, no, please. I'm in so much pain" The nitwit shouted on top of his lungs.

"Not my fault, baby boy. Your president is such a mofo for sending you to bomb my garage. I'm only returning the favour." I added to his pain by tearing off his t-shirt.

I looked at the clock on the basement wall. It was almost six o'clock in the morning and this was definitely not the way I planned for my morning to be. I usually start my day with women taking care of my morning wood or I make my way to the gym.

I've been doing the later for the past two weeks since I met that woman at the coffee shop...more like bumped into her. That mouthy princess who I haven't been able to stop thinking about.

Yeah, that was so weird...and f*****g unusual. 'Cause I don't think about women..ever. Hell, I hardly remember the faces of the ones around here.

Even though she was rude as f**k and I was so pissed, I chose not to go after her. That would be very childish of me. But why couldn't she leave my damn mind alone?

"Blade, we'll send his dead body tonight to Rex. Next time he wants to do something stupid, he'll have a rethink or better still, send someone smarter."

"And the explosives?" Blade asked as he poured salt into a bucket filled with ice.

"Keep them...or wait. I heard Widow's Bite is setting up a new tattoo station inside town. Let's pay them a little visit. I need new set of glowing tattoos." I said with a smirk, knowing fully well that Blade understood me perfectly.

"Alright, Prez." Blade responded as he was about to pour him the salted ice in the bucket, I stopped him. I would have let him had his way only if the garage had gone up in flames.

"Knock him out instead," I said. "One of our prospects should keep an eye on him till evening," staring at our latest catch, I sighed. "Put a bullet through his skull and don't forget to leave our mark on him."

There was no need for another set of torture. Dude may not even survive till evening.

I was leaving the basement that was filled with intense screams. I had badly wished Rex was the one being tortured this way, but anyways, he would get the message clear that Widow's Bite was no match for Frost Vipers.

"You, tell the bunny keeper to send three sweet butts to my private hall immediately." I snapped my fingers at the first prospect I saw the minute I left the basement.

"Okay, Prez."

"I don't want shy ones." I wasn't in the mood to be gentle. Hell, I've never being in such mood.

"Noted, Prez."

I had gone to wash my hands clean in the bar area sink before heading to my private hall.

I smirked on entering inside. These were the kind of women I wanted, at this point...wild and free. They were already stark naked...the three of them, pouring lube on their bodies.

"Morning Prez. Please f**k me first." One with green hair gave me a wink.

"No, my p***y is older. I should be first." The one beside her with blond hair purred.

The last one who was busy making sure that she was oiled thoroughly, simply stared at me with a smile. Her hair was ginger coloured.

"You," I said, my eyes on the last one.

"My name is Cassidy, Mr President." She drawled, shaking her fake boobs with her hands, the n****e piercings very shiny.

"Melody?"

"No, Cassidy."

"Whatever. Climb that table and spread your legs." I instructed as I unzipped my jeans, walking close to the table. My c**k jutted out, hard and erect.

The other two stared at her with a scowl. Too bad, I would not be f*****g any of them. These two would suck my c**k till I come while I use my fingers on Melody or Cassidy till she comes. She was more beautiful and her p***y was bald as f**k.

"Hey, you two," I motioned them to come closer, putting my fingers into Cassidy's lips to get them wet. "Go down on your knees."

They did as they were told, my c**k pointing directly to their faces.

"Your c**k matches your size, Daddy." Green hair cooed, her eyes gleaming wickedly. "So big, solid and beautiful. I could stare at him all day."

Without being told, blond hair titled her head and pushed her face to my balls, inhaling, while green hair massaged my whole length.

"Do these hurt?" Green hair asked about my c**k piercings.

"No questions, just do what you're here for." I said, sucking in a deep breath. Blond hair already had my balls in her mouth. f**k, she was really good at teabagging.

My fingers were already inside Cassidy's wet p***y, three fingers to be precise, driving in and out of her ruthlessly. My intention was to make her c*m first, so she'd join these two in worshipping my c**k.

Green hair, after licking my head thoroughly, her teeth grazing slightly at the tip, she took me in whole. Blond hair had to stop sucking my balls to give Green hair some space. She helped to pack her hair, so she could gobble on my c**k without any obstruction.

"f**k!" I cursed silently. She was damn great at sucking me off. I was referring to Green hair.

I was getting close to the edge and I could also feel Cassidy's orgasm building up as well. I joined the fourth finger making Cassidy's p***y as wide as possible, while pressing my thumb on her c**t firmly. It was this moment she broke apart and poured herself on my fingers. I rubbed my fingers on her belly before pushing them into her mouth so, she'd have a taste of herself.

Green hair was moving her lips on my c**k as fast as she could and another second, I would be shooting my c*m down her throat.

I did... actually.

Taking my c**k out of her mouth, I guided him to Blond hair's mouth so she would have a taste as well. Cassidy who has recovered from shaking, got off the table and joined them on the ground.

"Delilah," she moved towards Green hair and kissed her...or...that wasn't just kissing. She was taking my c*m from her mouth.

"It's time to leave. Dress up." I had successfully taken my c**k from Blond hair, tucking it back into my trousers and zipping immediately.

"I wanted to to have your length down my throat, Mr President." Cassidy whined.

"Next time." Blond hair responded instead, slipping into her tiny dress.

Funny enough there would be no next time with these set of ladies. I don't do same woman twice, whether it's a blowjob, or straight out f*****g or any other s****l encounter.

They were done putting on their clothes as Cassidy walked up to me.

"At least, give me a kiss, Mr President."

The other two behind her burst out laughing. They know me to well. Cassidy must have joined the club recently.

"Delilah, what's funny?"

"Havoc doesn't kiss women, Cassidy. Let's go."

Cassidy turned to look at me.

"She's right. Now, leave, all of you. Don't make me repeat myself." I said, my tone final as I wiped my hands with a piece of cloth on the table.

"Bye Prez," Blond hair waved at me.

"Don't think too much about us." Green hair giggled.

'In your f*****g dreams.' I said in my mind.

After they had left, I instructed some prospects to get the place cleaned before going to my room to freshen up for the day.

Dressed in my usual attire, my 'President' patch showing visibly on my cut, I made my way to the bar

"Havoc, you're up." My second in command, Gavin alias Bishop called the minute I stepped into the bar. He was almost at the extreme end with Money, the club's secretary.

"Make me coffee, pitch black, no cream." I said to the club girl who was on the counter before moving down to join Bishop and Money.

"Sure, Havoc."

"And get someone to open the windows. Here is stuffy as fuck."

"Morning, Prez." Money greeted with a slight nod.

I gave his shoulder a light pat. "Throwing darts this early in the morning, yeah?" I asked, taking two darts from his open hand.

"Havoc, heard a Widow's Bite minion wanted to bomb our garage." Bishop chuckled. "Rex is an ass."

I was about responding when someone called me from behind.

I turned and my eyes went first, not to the one who called my name, but to the one beside him.

A woman...

Sorry, that woman... that spilled coffee on me and rudely brushed me off with a silly ass threat. The same woman who made me hate myself for two weeks 'cause I could not take mind off her.

I remembered every tiny detail of her face... Hazel eyes, smooth cheeks, plump lips which looked kissable.... f**k, never thought of a woman's lips in such way.

Also remembered she had big, rounded boobs and a nice shape of ass. Yeah, I was pissed as f**k that day, but my eyes haven't forgotten what they saw.

And she smelled like warm vanilla and soft jasmine which made my mouth water...my soft c**k going hard again...

Holy f**k, I should despise this woman.

"President, she said..." The prospect began talking when I cut him off.

"Let her speak."

Last time, I let her off easily, not this time around. I was going to have the last bite.