Playing With Monsters by Layla Wolfe

Author:Layla Wolfe [Wolfe, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Motorcycle
Goodreads: 25305316
Publisher: Quicksilver Books
Published: 2015-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

GUDRUN

The first leg of the trip I was to ride “two up” with Lytton Illuminati, Ford’s younger half-brother and sergeant-at-arms for the club. We all met at the Citadel’s airplane hangar, where the mechanics Speed and Bellamy were helping brothers wrench up their rides, check mufflers, put in new plugs, change oil—anything to prepare for the trip. I watched as Faux Pas offered Duji an extra chain. There was an overwhelming sense of brotherhood I’d never felt anywhere else. Everyone was in a good mood, spotting each other bike parts, handing each other valuable Young Man Blue weed, one of two popular varieties grown on Lytton’s Leaves of Grass pot farm.

Tracy was staying up there with Tobiah, and Wolf Glaser was fit to be tied. I don’t know how he had developed such a proprietary feeling for my friend. Maybe because Roman had carried me out of that trap house and Wolf had assisted Tracy, he felt connected to her. But even now, he was complaining.

“Have you heard anything from up there?” he asked me. “Anything at all, have you talked to Tracy?”

“Sure. They gave me a new iPhone, so we talk every day.”

“What does she say? What does she say about that Tobiah nerd? I can’t picture her getting into a dweeb like that. He wears white belts! And his shoes make him look like he’s about to hit up the golf links.”

Tracy talked quite a bit about Tobiah, actually, but I didn’t tell Wolf. They were doing things together like sunbathing, playing Klingon Boggle, and riding quads around the property. I wouldn’t have traded it for the world, for my prison at the Cordoban Housing Area. I could have bitched about my Spanish-style dungeon but hell, I couldn’t have asked for a sexier jailer.

Our hookup the other night had stayed fresh in my mind in all of its details. Roman Serpico had honestly given me the orgasm of my life, even coming on the tail of my own auto-explosion. Good God in heaven, that had been the last fucking thing I’d expected to see, Roman in the shower jerking off so erotically. I had the impression he was taking it slowly because he didn’t want to come so fast. And when he leaped out from behind the curtain and grabbed me, well, the last thing I expected was to find his erogenous hawk’s nose shoved up my cunt.

He was smart, I had to hand that to him. Muff diving meant that he could remain celibate, technically. The elephant in the room was when were we going to do it again, and how far would we go? So really, so far, there wasn’t much to even spill to Slushy. He was in the garage now. Of course he wouldn’t go on the run with us. He drove a Prius. And he wasn’t in the club, not a patch holder.

“You’ll ride with Lytton for the first stretch,” he told me. “He’s abso-fucking-lutely reliable, a hundred percent A-1 solid, and he knows his firearms.

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