Shade’s chair screeched as he slid it back from the table. “I’ll wait for you outside, Razer.”
He threw some cash down on the table then strode outside, wanting to hit something or someone.
A minute later, Rider joined him. “I don’t know which of those bitches is the worst.”
When Shade didn’t answer, taking a seat on his bike, Rider threw him a wary look, getting on his own bike as Razer came out next, his face pale.
Shade didn’t wait for him to start his bike before he was peeling out of the parking lot toward the clubhouse. As he parked, Razer pulled in next to him.
Shade got off his bike, but Razer caught his arm. “Shade, you can’t be angry. She doesn’t know you’re interested in her. If she did, she wouldn’t have said anything. Lily didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“She’s a woman, and she has wants and needs. Lily is trying to tell you both she wants someone in her life. Whether you and Beth realize it or not, she’s ready to face her fears so she won’t be alone. I’m not jealous; I’m about five fucking seconds from getting back on my bike and showing her she doesn’t have to be alone.”
Razer shook his head. “She wants a figment of her imagination that she wanted when she was a little girl—a cowboy.”
“She wants someone to protect her, to hold her, someone she can be safe with. That’s Lily’s cowboy.”
“She’s not ready,” Razer denied. “She’ll be finished with school next year then—”
“She only has half a semester left. I want her to start getting to know me now, before she gets herself hurt trying to find what isn’t out there anymore.”
“Beth and I both think it’s best if you wait until she graduates,” Razer replied stubbornly.
Shade was done talking, leaving as Rider drove in, passing him without a word to climb the steps to the clubhouse. He wasn’t going to change Razer’s mind, and Beth would help Lily stay away if he tried to move in too soon.
He opened the door to the clubhouse and went inside. The brothers and women were sitting around, enjoying their afternoon off. The orders from the factory had been filled that morning, leaving them with free time.
Shade went behind the bar, taking down a bottle of whiskey while ignoring the curious looks from the others.
Bliss came to sit on a stool in front of him. “Can I have one?”
While Shade reached for a glass, filling it half full, Razer came to the bar and leaned against it. “Since you’re playing bartender, can I have a beer?”
Shade wanted to tell him to fuck off; instead, he set a beer down in front of him.
“What has you two looking so pissed off?”
Shade remained quiet, drinking his whiskey.
Bliss sidled closer to Razer. “Come on, Razer, you can tell me.” She ran her hand up and down Razer’s arm, and he jerked it away.
“Back up.”
Bliss made a pout with her lips, taking a step back. “I was just trying to make you feel better.”
“You were trying to get laid,” Shade corrected her, “which I can take care of.”
“I’ll go to your room.” Happiness shone out of her eyes.
Shade shook his head. “I haven’t finished my drink, so sit on the chair.”
Bliss walked toward the chair and took a seat.
“Spread your legs.”
“I’m out of here. I have some work that needs to be done on our house. When you get done, you could come and help.” Razer said, setting the beer down on the counter.
“When I’m done, I don’t plan on being in any shape to do anything.”
Razer gave a sharp nod before leaving through the kitchen door. Shade then directed his attention back to Bliss who was sitting with her legs sprawled out.
“You know what I like?”
Bliss nodded. She began touching herself, parting the lips of her pussy to slide her finger against her clit.
Shade carried his whiskey to the card table. “Anyone up for a game of cards?”
Once Rider, Cash, and Train took chairs at the table, Shade began dealing the cards, talking to the brothers and ignoring Bliss as they played.
They had finished playing the first game, which he won, and Rider began shuffling the cards as Bliss’s moans gradually escalated.
“If you come, you won’t get my dick,” Shade warned her.
She bit her bottom lip.
“Raci, turn some music on.”
The woman turned the music on then came toward Shade.
“Can I play?”
Shade picked up his cards, scooting the chair back slightly from the table, and she sat down on his lap. Shade’s free hand slid down to her belly before he unzipped the pair of shorts she was wearing, sliding his hand inside and finding her already wet. Raci trembled as his fingers slid through her slick warmth.
“Pull your top off.”
After she did, showing her bare breasts, Shade leaned down to take a red nipple between his lips as his finger plunged inside of her cunt.
“Your turn, Shade.” Rider’s hoarse voice reminded him.
Using his thumb, he discarded the card he didn’t want before bringing his mouth to Raci’s other nipple. She squirmed on his lap as he finger-fucked her, her hands going to his shoulders to hold on to him. His cock hardened under her ass, making her squirm more in need.
“Raise.”
Shade laid his cards down then threw some cash into the pot as Raci moved her hips so she could fuck back against his hand.
“Call,” Shade said, turning the cards over as Raci moaned, dropping her head against his chest, shuddering.
“You win, Shade.”
He lifted his head as he removed his hands from her pussy then wiped his wet fingers on her shorts before buttoning and zipping them back up. Then she shakily rose off his lap while Shade reached forward, raking his winnings toward him.
Shade looked toward Bliss as Cash began shuffling the cards, seeing her withering on the chair, her hands going slowly over her swollen clit. Cash dealt the cards as Shade took a long drink of the whiskey, feeling the burn at the back of his throat.
“Come here, Bliss.” Shade picked up his cards as Bliss approached, her tiny black skirt around her waist. Glancing at them briefly, he laid the cards back on the table. “Fold.”
He reached into his back pocket and took out a condom then unzipped his jeans. He ripped open the condom before sliding it on his hard length. When he was finished, his arm went around Bliss, bringing her closer. Lifting her leg, he helped her to straddle his lap, but when she would have sunk down on his cock, his hands went to her hips.
“Make a play for Razer, Knox, or Viper again, and you’ll never have my dick again, understand me?”
Bliss nodded, fear in her eyes.
“If they want to break their marriage vows, that’s on them, but you don’t need to be throwing it in their faces. There’s more than enough brothers here to keep your cunt satisfied. Right, brothers?”
“Yeah.” “Yes.” “Hell, yes,” the men around the room chorused as Shade jerked her down onto his cock.
Bliss’s head fell back as he filled her greedy pussy. She was so wet he slid easily inside of her.
Shade leaned to the side, using his legs to scoot the chair farther away from the table before arching his hips, giving her every inch of him. His hands went to her ass, lifting her until she was sliding up and down his cock. Shade then stood up, holding her as he turned and laid her down on the wooden card table, fucking her harder.
“Anyone want to place a bet on who can last the longest? I bet I can last through Bliss giving all three of you a blowjob.”
“Fuck, I’ll take that bet.” Cash threw a twenty down on Bliss’s stomach.
“No, only markers.” Shade flipped the twenty back toward Cash.
He stood silently, watching Shade’s cock slide in and out of Bliss. “Why do you want our markers?”
“Because I do. You just going to stand around and watch, or
are you going to place your bet,” Shade jeered.
“Son of a bitch.” Cash went into the kitchen. Coming back with a pad of paper and pencil, he scrawled his name then tore the paper off before laying it on the table.
“I bet he only makes it through two of us.” Rider picked up the pad of paper, scrawling his name then ripping it off and placing it on her stomach.
He was always a sucker, Shade thought as Bliss’s thighs circled his hips.
When Cash pulled out his cock, going to Bliss’s head, she opened her mouth then sucked his cock deep into her throat as the brothers gathered around to watch, placing their own bets.
Cash played with her nipples as he gave her his cock. “It’s a good thing I didn’t bet on how long I’d last. I never could hold out very long with her sucking me off,” he groaned as she managed to twist her upper body so her hands could reach his balls, squeezing them as she sucked him off.
Cash stepped back when he finished, letting Rider take his place.
From his expression, Rider was going to attempt to outlast him. Rider pumped his cock into Bliss’s mouth, placing a hand on each side of her shoulders.
Shade slowed his speed as his hand went to Bliss’s clit. It only took a few strokes before she came, sucking furiously on Rider’s cock as her hips fucked Shade back, trying to draw out her orgasm.
“Damn it!” Rider groaned, coming in her mouth.
“My turn.” Train took Rider’s place at the head of the table when Rider shakily moved away, sliding his cock into Bliss’s waiting mouth.
“God, I’m going to come again,” Bliss moaned around Train’s cock.
Shade fucked her faster, helping her over the edge she was fighting for as she swallowed Train’s cock, making him hiss.
“She wants him to win,” Train accused, taking a nipple between his fingers and pinching it as the woman’s head rose and lowered.
“The fucker isn’t even breaking a sweat,” Crash said, moving closer to watch.
Train moaned, placing a hand on the card table to brace himself. Sweat broke out on his face, and his T-shirt began to get damp. His teeth showed as he gritted them, trying to hold off.
“Fuck!” Train shuddered, losing the bet.
Shade grinned as Train removed his limp dick from Bliss’s mouth. He finally let his control go, sliding Bliss closer so her clit would feel it every time his cock slid into her. He let her enjoy the ride a little longer before pulling out and letting himself come.
He straightened from her then removed the condom and tossed it in the trash can. Taking the slips of paper off Bliss’s stomach, he placed them on top of his already-large winnings and then Shade helped a thoroughly satisfied Bliss off the table, smoothing down her skirt.
“I need a drink.”
Shade handed her the almost-empty whiskey bottle he had been drinking out of, sitting back down in his chair and sliding it back to the table.
“Whose turn is it to deal?”
Chapter 37
“Fuck! “ Shade braked hard, barely managing to hold the bike upright.
The car in front of him had stopped suddenly while coming out of a curve. Neither of them had seen the long line of traffic going in the direction of Jamestown five miles away. There must be some serious shit going on ahead for the traffic to be so long. No cars were coming from the direction of Jamestown, showing traffic wasn’t getting in or out. The tension Shade had felt all day increased; that was why he was on the damn road in the first place.
Penni wasn’t at college anymore; she was on a job out of town, leaving Lily alone at a nearly deserted campus during spring break. He had been planning on keeping an eye on her until she left to go on her internship in the morning. He had spent the previous night watching her then left after she walked to her car to head to her job. He was on his way back to make sure she was okay after working and to watch her through another night. He would have to get a new bike soon if he kept putting so many miles on that one.
He was beginning to get aggravated with the dead-stop traffic when his cell phone rang. Reaching into his leather jacket, he took it out.
“What do you want?” he snapped, still angry at Razer for refusing to acknowledge that Lily was ready at least to talk to him.
Razer laughed. “I thought I would do you a favor, but never mind.” He hung up on him.
“Fuckwad,” Shade snorted, pressing a button.
Razer answered on the first ring.
“Why did you call other than to bother me?”
“I thought I would give you a heads-up. Lily called Beth and told her, since she was so close to Treepoint, she would drive in and spend the night. If you are where I think you are, it’s a waste of time.”
Shade started cussing, beginning to turn the wheel of his bike to head back to Treepoint. At least he would be out of the traffic.
“Hang on a minute, Shade. Lily’s calling.”
Shade stopped turning his bike, worried Lily might have been hurt. Could the traffic have been caused by an accident she had been involved in? Had she had a flat tire? Different scenarios ran through his mind as he waited impatiently for Razer to return to the call.
“Shade.” He could tell from Razer’s voice that what he was about to tell him wasn’t good. “Lily’s … in trouble. Her phone is on, and from what I can figure out, she’s at Sex Piston’s shop. She and the bitches have been taken hostage. From the voices, I think there are two men. I’m going to get the brothers and leave immediately. How far away are you?”
Shade had to clear the wrenching agony from his throat before he could answer, staring at the massive traffic at a standstill. “Five minutes.”
“I’ll call Stud and have him meet you there then call the police. Brother”—Shade heard something in Razer’s voice he had never heard before—“please save her.”
“I plan to.” Shade put his phone back in his pocket.
Giving his bike gas, he used the oncoming lane, going seventy miles an hour. If a car came, he would have been a dead man, but he didn’t care. He went faster until he came to where he had to take a left to Jamestown, where fire trucks and police cars blocked the road.
Shade decreased his speed, finding a space to ride his bike through. The smoke-filled sky was coming from a house near the railway tracks. He could barely see as a cop tried to stop him by waving a sign.
Ignoring him, Shade leaned to the side, forcing his bike through two fire trucks. Firemen leapt out of the way as he passed without slowing down. When he finally managed to get through the smoke and saw the road ahead, he gunned his motor to pick up speed again. He was almost there.
It wasn’t long until he slowed and flicked off his headlight when he turned into the small strip mall where Sex Piston’s shop was. Parking his bike at the end where it couldn’t be seen from inside the store, he was getting off when Stud and the Destructors came running from behind the building.
“Who’s inside?” Shade asked.
“All the women, Lily, and Dale and Joker,” Stud informed him grimly.
“Weapons?”
“Dale and Joker each have one. Razer had Crash transfer the call to Bear’s cell phone. We can hear what’s going on inside; we just can’t get inside without making noise—both front and back are locked.”
Shade was unable to see into the beauty shop from where he was standing. “They in the front?”
“They took them in the back.”
Shade had been hoping they would be in the front of the shop. He would have been able to take them out with a bullet.
“They’re coming out. He’s making Sex Piston take him to the bank to get money,” Bear whispered, covering the cell phone.
“Spread out,” Shade ordered. “No one moves until I signal.”
Sex Piston could be seen unlocking the front door. The woman paused before stepping out, surveying the parking lot.
“Lock the door back up,” Dale ordered loudly.
The dumb-fuck was confident no one was aroun
d. The same confidence is going to get him killed, Shade promised himself.
“Move,” Sex Piston demanded, telling Dale to get out of her way before turning back toward the door.
After she locked it, he jerked her away and pushed her toward the car everyone knew was hers at the side of the building. The pitch-black parking lot allowed them to stay out of sight as they walked past, and then Shade and Stud moved in from behind.
When Sex Piston opened her car door, forcing Dale to take a step back, Stud reached out, jerking Dale back by placing an arm around his neck. The slow bastard didn’t have time to react as Shade closed his hand over the gun, wrenching it from his hand expertly. Then Shade pointed it at Dale while Stud squeezed Dale’s throat until he passed out.
As soon as Stud let him fall to the ground, Bear moved out of the shadows, picking up Dale as the other brothers from the club followed him out of the darkness.
“Put him somewhere and leave two men watching over him,” Stud told Bear.
Shade was happy that, for once, Sex Piston’s mouth remained closed as she watched the men drag Dale away.
“You okay?” Stud asked.
As she nodded, Shade could see she was shaken up and worried about her friends, but the tough woman remained calm.
“Joker has the others in the back of the shop, Stud. He has a gun pointed on them,” Sex Piston told them.
“We know.” Stud grimly moved toward her to take her in his arms, holding her close.
“How?”
“Lily. We’ve been listening in on her cell phone,” Shade answered.
“Thank God.”
“Stay here.” Stud released her after giving her a tight squeeze.
“I’m going with you. I can go in the door first and distract him,” Sex Piston argued.
“You’re staying here,” Stud demanded, turning away, but Sex Piston reached out and grabbed his arm.
“You’ve never been inside my shop. He has a gun on my friends. You go through that door first then Joker might shoot. Please, Stud.”
Shade was becoming impatient listening to the two argue, but he knew Sex Piston was right. He could also understand Stud wanting to keep his woman out of trouble.