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MasonI had no clue what she talked about with Phoenix in there, but as soon as Leilani came out of the office, she was looking for trouble.She slammed back whisky after whisky. I watched her cautiously as the clubhouse began to fill up. I took it slow, knowing that I was still on the fucking clock and responsible for the girl.“So, what was that all about?” I finally asked her after she knocked back her fourth shot.“Don’t you worry about it, tough guy,” she said, smiling and drunk.“Not worried. Curious.”“I bet you’re curious.” She waved at TomTom and held up her glass. “You’re a real curious guy.”I grinned at her. “Must’ve been bad. Still pissed I have to follow you around?”Tom Tom brought her a drink and she leaned over the table, smiling at me. “Maybe. Maybe not. What do you think?”“I think you’re getting drunk because you don’t feel like dealing with the hard shit.”She raised an eyebrow and then laughed. “Pretty on point for a dumb biker.”“Careful there, princess,” I said
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LeilaniI woke up, my head pounding and groggy. It took me a second to realize that I was lying on top of my comforter with a thin blanket spread over top me, my clothes still on.Then the events of the night came slowly back to me.I rolled over onto my back and groaned, putting my head in my hands. I was hungover as hell, and everything just seemed horrible in so many ways.I couldn’t believe I had gotten that wasted in front of Mason. He had practically carried me up to my room like the silly mess I was. That was probably the most disgraceful I’d acted in a really long time, and Mason probably had good reason to be annoyed with me.I groaned again as I remembered calling him a dog of the club. That was a pretty low blow, especially considering I was in the same position as him, more or less.We both grew up in the club, both owed our lives to it. It wasn’t fair to call him a dog, especially considering I was thinking about doing something as crazy as marrying a complete stranger fo
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LeilaniWork dragged painfully slow.Like the day before, Mason sat in a booth and basically watched me. This time he read a book on and off, something about World War II, but he was still a little unnerving.It was hard to concentrate on my tables, and I made a few mistakes. Between Mason’s intense gaze and my own mind buzzing about the marriage thing, I wasn’t really sure what I was doing.And that was on my mind all day. Eight hours of waiting on tables, but really it was eight hours of going back and forth on the whole idea.Of course an arranged marriage was incredibly outdated and absurd, but in the MC world, stuff like that still happened every once in awhile to cement relationships, just like in the old days. Clubs were basically very conservative groups and sometimes did things that seemed hopelessly backward to other people.But I understood why this arranged marriage would be important. From Jetter’s perspective, letting his people patch over to the Demons was like signing
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MasonI didn’t know what was going through the girl’s head, but she sure as hell could fucking dance.Not that I much cared about dancing. Still, there was nothing better than having an ass like Leilani’s rubbed up against your cock while you moved to the beat. And I could move with the best of them.The club was packed and loud. It wasn’t my sort of joint. I preferred something more southern, more honky-tonk and less like a shitty east coast banger. But Leilani was making the calls, and I was just following along.After work, I dropped her at her place, swung by my own to change into fresh clothes, and then picked her up. She came down in these tight black jeans that made her ass look fantastic and this black shirt that showed off just a hint of her fantastic tits, her hair done up. She looked like a fucking sexy biker chick, which was what she was going for.She directed me to this club and was about to leave when she saw the line, but I knew the bouncer. I got us in without any tro
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MasonWe danced like that for what felt like an hour. Finally, she pulled me back off the dance floor and we waded back to the bar. We got another quick drink and then she turned toward me.“I’ll be back!” she called over the music.“Can’t let you out of my sight,” I said.“Want to come into the ladies’ room with me?” she asked.“I would love that,” I said. “Get you moaning in the stall.”She just shook her head and walked off. I watched her go over the heads the crowd and saw her disappear into the bathroom.I got another whisky and looked around. It was getting late, and the place was packed with hammered drunk douchebags out looking for their next date-rape victim. I could still feel my cock, hard and pulsing in my jeans, and I scanned the room, looking for Leilani.I didn’t spot her, so I downed my drink and got another. A few more minutes passed as I got the next glass of whisky, and Leilani still wasn’t back.Grumbling, I rolled through the crowd toward the bathroom. My mind was
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LeilaniI woke up, my heart racing.I’d just been dreaming. In the dream, I saw Mason take me the way I wanted him to. Instead of anything standing in the way, instead of the marriage looming over my head, the club, our complicated loyalties, our past, there was just me and him.Biting my lip, I slipped my hand down my panties under the covers. Without thinking, I began to slowly touch my soaked clit.I thought about Mason kissing me again, his mouth hard against mine, his body big and strong. He’d press my body against the door and strip off my clothes a little at a time, all the while kissing my neck, my mouth.He’d whisper in my ear. He’d tell me what he wanted from me, how he wanted me to suck his cock, how he loved to make me beg. I’d be soaking wet when he finally put his hand in my panties. He’d grin at me, that delicious smile, and say he knew all along.And he’d rub my clit with his incredible hands. I’d try to stay quiet, but I wouldn’t be able to, not with Mason and his fil
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LeilaniThe ride out to the club was easy. We didn’t talk much, and I got the sense that Mason wasn’t’ in the mood for chatting.That was fine with me. I was about to go agree to something that seemed truly horrible, even though I knew it wouldn’t be real.I’d never actually marry this guy. I’d say the words and play the part, but I’d never really be his wife. It was only real and only had power if I let it.We pulled up out front and Mason killed the engine. I climbed off and he just looked at me.“Not coming in?” I asked him.He stared at me silently for a second, his gaze intense and brooding.“You sure about this?” he asked me.“Yeah,” I said softly, “I am.”“Seems to me that you have no real reason to do anything for the club,” he said. “You don’t owe us anything.”“I do though,” she said. “Just like you, I grew up here. This is my home. I have to help if I can.”He just shook his head. “I’m not watching it.”“Fine. Nobody asked you to.”He started his engine again and pulled out
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MasonI felt the cool air whipping past my body as I rode out along the highway.I’d been riding my whole life, and it still was the only thing that really cleared my head. Sex felt good and calmed me, violence and excitement felt good and made life worth living, but riding was the only thing that really relaxed me anymore.And I knew that I needed to get away from that clubhouse. My blood was on fire as the memory of the night before came back to me. I remembered the feeling of those douchebag college kids getting beaten down for disrespecting Leilani, and I remembered her body pressed against mine in the parking lot.I hated her decision. I understood it, understood why she wanted to do what she was doing, but I couldn’t support that shit.A lot of guys in the club treated their women like fucking garbage to be thrown out, and I was guilty of that shit too. I fucked around plenty, though I never promised I was doing anything more than that. But when it came to Leilani, I couldn’t pi
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Jaguar.The desert wind swept through the valley as the Sandcastles MC climbed onto our bikes.There was a roar from the devil himself as we kicked our bikes alive.We rode out in formation.We were the Sandcastles MC. Nobody fucked with us, because we were the biggest and baddest fuckers alive. We took what we wanted.But we also weren’t fucking stupid. We made deals when deals made sense. And right now, everyone knew a deal with the Snakes made sense before we ended up killing each other completely.War wasn’t over, though. The Rebels would get crushed, but somehow I knew our part in all this wasn’t over yet.As we rode back, my mind was firmly on my old lady, on Veronica. She’d be safe now. She’d be safe and we could figure out what the fuck we wanted.Although I knew what I wanted. It was the same thing I’d wanted from the start of everything, from the very moment I saw her come into the damn clubhouse that first crazy night.I wanted to claim her. I wanted to make her mine.I rod
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Veronica.Leilani and Mason laughed as I led Jaguar back toward the bathrooms. “Can’t say I’m surprised you want another taste already,” he said, grabbing my hips.I pushed him away. “Stop that. I want to know what happened.”“Nothing, like I said.”“Jaguar. Tell me.”He sighed. “Might as well tell you the truth.”I crossed my arms. “Well?”“So, here’s the deal. We think the Rebels were acting as a middle man for some South American cartel. Just a few minutes ago, I found diamonds hidden inside the heroin, probably meant for the Snakes.”I nodded slowly. “That’s why they wanted that shipment so badly.”“Right. They have millions in that briefcase, and they thought you’d stolen it.”“Shit,” I said. “What’s going to happen?”“The council is deciding whether we’re returning the case or not.”I stared at him. “So basically, if they don’t return the case, it’s going to be war, right?”“All-out war,” he said, frowning. “Who knows if we’ll survive.”I pressed myself against him. “We’ll get t
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Veronica.“How’s married life?” Leilani asked me.Mason laughed and drank his beer. I shrugged. “It’s fine,” I said. “Not real, though.”“Real enough I bet,” Mason said. “You guys been fuckin’ like rabbits?”Leilani smacked his arm. “Cut it out, you ape.”“What? I’m just askin’.”I shook my head. “No, of course not.”“Of course not?” Leilani asked. “Okay, whatever you say.”“Not like Jaguar,” Mason grumbled. “Not like him at all.”“What do you mean?”Leilani gave Mason a look. “I already told her.”“You told her that Jaguar is a manwhore?” Mason laughed. “Traitor.”“She needed to know.”“Maybe.” Mason looked at me. “Jaguar’s been in every pussy this half of Austin, maybe the whole city. Who knows?”I nodded, blushing. Thinking about him having sex with another girl made my jealousy flare like crazy, but I didn’t have any real claim over him. “It’s okay,” I said. “Doesn’t matter.”“Guess not now,” Mason said. “He never married one of them. Actually, he never saw one more than a single
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Jaguar.Nothing was better for my head than fucking Veronica. There wasn’t anything in the world that could take the stress away like that woman’s pussy. I had no clue how or why, but she was fucking incredible, insatiable, wet and amazing.We headed back toward the clubhouse. I figured that would be the safest place to be for a while after the shootout, and plus, I needed to touch base with Phoenix. I had to see what was going on.Because we may have been close to finishing things, but we still had some damn work to do.I kept thinking about Veronica the whole ride back. I could feel her gripping my body on the bike, her hands on my chest as the wind whipped past. It was becoming more about just keeping her safe, more about helping someone I knew from my past.Hell, it always had been. I had to admit to myself that it was more than just because I fucking wanted to help her.I felt something for her. Felt something I didn’t think I’d ever feel. Maybe I had always felt it; maybe it was
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Veronica.He dropped down onto his knees in front of me and the bike and began to suck at my pussy. I moaned, amazed that he kept the bike upright while eating me. I loved the feeling of the leather underneath me, his strong hands holding my hips steady, and his tongue and mouth sucking my clit. If I wasn’t as soaked as possible before, I was in that moment.I could barely think. There was only Jaguar sucking my pussy, licking my clit like an animal, ferocious and starving. He was unstoppable as he worked me, and it was driving me wild. I loved getting my pussy licked while I was sitting on a motorcycle; there was something about the power of the bike and the strength of Jaguar that really pushed me to the limit.Desire flooded through me, filling my veins. His hands held me steady, his tongue sliding inside my pussy. “Fuck I love your taste,” he grunted. “I could eat this pussy all fucking day.”“Shit Jaguar,” I said. “I can’t ever say no to you.”“Damn right you can’t.”He went back
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Veronica.I was losing myself in Jaguar’s embrace. He was so gruff and talked dirty all the time, but he really did care about me, really did want me to be safe.And he’d never really left me.The revelation that my father had arrested him kept running through my mind. I knew Daddy was a drunk and a bastard, but I couldn’t believe he would put an innocent man in jail for months with no problem.I felt like I was beginning to understand Jaguar. The world had shit on him, over and over again, and now he was out to get his own revenge. He’d joined the Sandcastles and was a hard badass because he didn’t know any other way to live.And that was what drew me to him. He lived however he wanted, took whatever he wanted, did whatever he wanted. Part of me wished I could live like that, but it was hard to exist in a world that wanted you to conform all the time.Jaguar didn’t conform. Jaguar did whatever he wanted.I reached up and touched his face and drew his lips down toward me. I felt his m
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Jaguar.I knocked back my whisky and poured another.I couldn’t believe how angry I was. Phoenix letting Jetter go was complete bullshit, the worst kind of cowardice. I couldn’t tell if Phoenix wanted this war or if he wanted to be a pussy-ass bitch and suck the dick of our enemies.Veronica was quiet, but I was too pissed off to do anything about it. She had just been through something not a lot of guys witnessed, a real fucking shootout and a motorcycle chase. That we weren’t all arrested and rotting in prison was a fucking miracle.Actually, it was because we had bribed the police big time.But still, the whole fucking thing was madness.And as I knocked back my second whisky, my phone began to vibrate. I grabbed it, assuming it was Phoenix.“Yeah?” I said, walking away from Veronica.“Hi there, Jaguar.”I stopped in my tracks. “Jetter?”“The one and only. How’s our girl?”“You’re lucky to be alive, you motherfucker,” I growled.“Calm down, Jaguar,” he said. “No need for that.”“Wh
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Veronica.Phoenix’s plan was simple. He had assumed that Jetter was going into this a little overconfident, that he’d make some sort of dramatic move. The night before, Phoenix had placed a bunch of Demon members all around the property, and the smoke was their signal to attack.Men poured out of hiding places. The Rebels dropped back to use their armored car as cover, but they were way outnumbered. Phoenix rushed out into the open. “Stop the bikes!” he yelled.Jaguar grabbed me and we made a run for it while the other Rebels were pinned down. Jaguar threw me onto the back of his bike and hopped onto the front. Mason and Spoil joined us as we tore our way past the armored car, riding fast after Jetter. Mason and Spoil went ahead, leading the charge, while Jaguar and I brought up the rear.I wasn’t thinking, couldn’t think. There was only the chase and what was happening. The sound of gunfire sank away as we caught sight of Jetter and his crew just ahead.We tore after them, running re
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Veronica.Jaguar looked at me, frowning. “You don’t have to do this, Veronica.”“Yes, I do.”I looked out across the construction site, butterflies churning in my stomach.Yesterday, Jaguar had come back from the clubhouse and explained to me Phoenix’s plan. At first I wasn’t sure, but the more I thought about it, the more I thought about how I had dragged his whole club into a war they had nothing to do with, the more I knew I had to do what I could to help.Even if I was acting as bait.Jaguar, for his part, said that it was my choice. He said he would never bring me into danger again, never force me to do something I didn’t want to do. I believed him, but I also knew that his club needed this from me.And so I said I’d do it. Even when he warned me against it, asked me to reconsider, I knew it was the right thing to do.Which was easy at the time. But standing in that construction site the next day only made me realize how far out of my depth I was.“Let’s go,” Jaguar grunted.We h
