Outlaw's Obsession by Nicole Snow

Author:Nicole Snow [Snow, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ice Lips Press
Published: 2015-03-16T04:00:00+00:00

VII: Complicated (Christa)

The bike ride went by in a blink, and that was a good thing. My muscles ached with the aftershocks of all the sex we'd had the longer I was on the motorcycle, and my pussy ached more at the thought of what was to come.

We were in the parking lot, taking off our helmets, when his phone rang.

“Yeah? What's up?” Rabid growled, annoyed at the interruption.

“You'd better get your ass to the clubhouse by six tomorrow, brother. Roman's got the prospects out on patrols, taking shifts. Word on the street says the Oregon boys are back in town.” Brass' voice boomed through the receiver.

“Fuck. Are you sure?”

“Not yet, but there's a damned good chance it's true. Don't think our local supporters and hangarounds would be bullshitting about seeing dudes with our patches who aren't in our club otherwise. They're back here for blood, and we've gotta be ready. I'm making the rounds and keeping watch on Missy and her sis so nothing fucking crazy happens. Get your girl to the clubhouse tomorrow and make sure she stays there 'til this shit blows over...”

Brass was still talking, but he'd lowered his voice. I couldn't make out the rest.

Rabid looked like he'd bitten into a lemon. “All right. Hit me back when you've got more. We'll be there.”

The phone snapped shut and he stuffed it into his pocket. We packed up our helmets and he turned to me. “Bad news, babe –“

“I heard. Sounds like we'd better make the most of this night.” I sighed, wondering if this is how those military girls feel before their men ship out overseas.

“Damned straight. We've got a few good hours before we'd better try to get some shut eye. We'll be checking out at five sharp tomorrow morning.” He grabbed my hand, and I followed him toward the hotel.

The parking lot was packed, so we had to take a space further back. We were crossing the last row of cars when a man on the ground yelled out, kneeling next to his tire. His car was jacked up. Looked like quite the clunker for a place like this, worse than the old beast I drove.

“Hey! Think you can give a guy a hand, mister?”

Rabid's jaw clenched, and so did his grip on my hand. He gave me a warning look and stepped toward the man.

“Yeah? What do you need?” Ground man looked up, an older man, and he stared at us for several seconds before Rabid bowed up. “What the fuck? You're the guy from the bar!“

Heavy boots pounded the pavement right behind me. I spun, just in time to get knocked flat on the ground by a thick silhouette. More footsteps clattered past, heading for my man. I tried to call out to warn him, but a cold hand slammed over my mouth.

Another hand tore at my hair, holding it, pinning me to the ground. I squealed into the mystery palm, but it was no use. Everything came out muffled.

More hands were on me, lifting me up, carrying me away at lightning speed.

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