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LeilaniMason pushed the door open, and moved aside for me to pass.The council’s room looked a lot like an office’s conference room, if offices had guns and deer heads mounted on the walls. The Demons patch, a horned skull, was etched into a long, wooden table.Sitting at that table were four men. I recognized Stonewall and Reggie, and I assumed the other two were Jetter and his guy.The four of them stood up.“Leilani,” Dad said, “this is Jetter.”Jetter walked around the table, smiling at me. “Well, hello, Leilani,” he said. “It’s nice to meet you.”He had slicked-back, black hair and a crafty smile. Instantly I didn’t trust him and didn’t like him, but I sucked in a breath, steadying myself. It wouldn’t help if I couldn’t even stand to meet the guy once.“Same,” I said.We shook hands. His grip was firm, and he looked into my eyes, smiling.He looked away and to Phoenix. “I know this is hard, but it’s the right thing.”“Sure,” Dad grunted.“Mind if I have a moment with Leilani her
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Mason“We’re patching over the Rebels.”The boys went fucking nuts, yells of outrage, anger, some outright treasonous shit. It was about what I expected, but maybe a little more intense.Phoenix stood there staring back, totally impassive. I leaned back in my chair and glanced at Ford, who just shrugged.Finally, Phoenix held up his hands and the room slowly quieted down.“You all know my daughter, Leilani,” he said. There were murmurs in the group. “She has been claimed by Jetter, witnessed by me. To solidify our relationship, Leilani and Jetter are getting married.”There were more murmurs, some more intense grumbling.“Does she even know him?” Noble called out.“No, she doesn’t,” Phoenix said.The guys got louder at that.I sat back and watched, a small smile on my face. It felt good to see the guys getting as annoyed as I was about this whole thing.“I know some of you think this arranged marriage is something we stopped doing,” Phoenix went on, “and you’d be right. But in this in
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LeilaniI didn’t have time to tell him not to come in.Or maybe I just didn’t want to.But as soon as he was standing there staring at me, I knew I wasn’t turning back. I’d had my hand between my legs, just starting to rub my soaked clit while thinking about Mason’s strong body, and then suddenly he showed up.I wasn’t saying no; I wasn’t telling him to leave. Part of me knew that I should, but I couldn’t. He just walked over to me and pulled me toward him.When he kissed me, it drove my whole body absolutely wild.I had been wet already from touching myself a little and from thinking about him, but I was absolutely soaking wet the second his strong hands grabbed me and pulled me to the edge of the bed.He kissed me hard, and I pushed away all those negative thoughts, every part of me that knew this was a mistake. I pushed it all away and kissed him back, letting my tongue touch his, passion rolling through my body.His lips found my neck, my mouth. “What were you thinking about?” he
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LeilaniHe dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed and pulled me toward him. I gasped as he spread my legs and then pressed his mouth against my soaking, dripping pussy and began to suck my clit.“Mason,” I moaned. “Oh my god.”He sucked and licked my clit like an animal, eating me ferociously. My whole body went stiff, and I sat back up on my hands, watching his rugged, handsome face licking my clit.His other hand reached up toward my pussy, and he pressed a finger deep inside me, making me gasp with pleasure. He pushed it deeper and kept licking my clit, working me, sucking and eating me. He began to fuck my pussy while he licked my clit, his hands and mouth so practiced, so strong.I stared at him, shocked at the pleasure moving through me. I wanted him, wanted him so fucking badly. His mouth was incredible as he worked me, eating my clit and sucking me while his fingers fucked me.I reached down and pulled his hair, moving his mouth back.“Stop,” I gasped. “Stop. I’m going to
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MasonI woke up early and put on some coffee.Leilani was still asleep, or maybe she was just still hiding in her room. That was fine with me either way. I still had the taste of her delicious pussy on my lips, still had the memory of her body getting worked under my hands in my mind. She could pretend like that was some mistake, like she didn’t really want it or some shit, but her body told a different story.The girl couldn’t get enough of it. I’d only given her a taste of what I could do if she finally just gave in and admitted that she wanted me to fuck her until she screamed. I wasn’t about to push it too hard, not yet, not when there was so much at stake.She needed to figure out what she wanted herself. I could take her at any time, and fuck, I already had. But I needed her to beg for it before I really let her have what she really wanted.After an hour I heard her stirring in her room. She went into the bathroom and started the shower. I smiled to myself and drank my second cu
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MasonMy cock was hard in the shower as I thought about pulling her toward me, pressing open her legs, and sucking at her sweet clit until she moaned my name. I began to stroke myself in the shower, jerking off my long, thick cock.The way she moved under my hands as I held her down, her cunt pressed against my mouth, it drove me crazy. I love the way she tasted, everything about her, the way she moaned and moved as I licked and sucked her. She knew what I could do to her body, and she was starving for it.That was why she’d decided to touch herself in the first place. She wanted me to catch her and suck that sweet pussy until she came.I wanted her, felt close to her in a way I hadn’t experienced, but I couldn’t cross that fucking line. Sure, I ate her pussy until she came, and we both loved it, but I wanted more than that, wanted her to give herself to me, body and all. We both knew she couldn’t, not anymore.I kept working myself, jerking faster and faster as pleasure ran through m
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LeilaniWork dragged by slower than usual. I found myself glancing over at the table where Mason usually sat, and I kept feeling disappointed every time it was empty.Slip was a nice enough guy, big, maybe a little dumb, but loyal to the club. He was still a pledge, though I heard that he and a few other pledges were going to become full members pretty soon.He kept out of my way, which was good. Maybe he was shy or something, but he didn’t say a word to me, just kept to himself and drank coffee all day while reading magazines.I didn’t know what I was thinking. I shouldn’t have wished that Mason was watching over me, but I also couldn’t help myself. It was stupid, but there it was. I felt safer with him around.My shift ended finally and I got changed, taking my time. I emerged from the back and headed over to Slip.“Hey there,” I said. “Thanks for hanging out.”He looked up at me, shrugging. “It’s my job.”“You taking me to the clubhouse?”“Yeah.”“Lead the way then.”I followed him
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LeilaniIt was packed with guys I didn’t recognize. That was strange, since normally I knew everyone in the place, but there were at least fifteen or twenty guys I’d never seen before. Mason took me over to the bar and we sat down with Dow and Slip.“Hey there, Leilani,” Dow said to me. “You hear about James and Parkey?” Mason gave him a look, and he just shrugged. “What?”“No, Dow, I didn’t hear.”“Got hit last night,” he said. “Me and Slip were about to take a shot in their memory. You want?”I blinked. Parkey and James were new members, and I didn’t know them well, but they were nice enough guys and loyal to the club. They didn’t deserve to die. It was way too soon for both of them.“Yeah,” I said softly. “Sure.”Tom Tom poured out four shots of tequila, and we slammed them back.“I’m sure they appreciate us drinking for them,” I said, “wherever they are.”Mason must have heard something in my tone. “You couldn’t have stopped this,” he said.“Maybe. I know.”Dow laughed. “Yeah, wha
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LeilaniFourteen months laterI laughed, fumbling in the dark for his belt.“Fuck I’m starving,” Mason said, pushing me back. “Forget that. I want this sweet pussy.”“Shh,” I said. “You’ll wake Ryan up.”“I think you’re the one who needs to work on being quiet.” He pushed me back onto the bed, and I landed, giggling, as he pulled down my panties, tossing them aside.His lips found my neck, kissing me softly, his hands between my legs, working my soaked clit. “I think about this all fucking day long,” he said in my ear.“Me too,” I whispered.His lips moved down my neck and down my breasts. He dropped down onto his knees and spread my legs wide, his mouth pressed against my clit.Pleasure rocked through me as he began to suck my clit, licking me and eating me ferociously. It’d been almost a day since he’d last touched me like this, and that was too long. Mason had been out on a job with the club, and I had been back at home taking care of our little son, Ryan. He was four months old, a
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MasonI grabbed a bottle and poured myself a whisky. Before I could drink it, someone walked up beside me.“Got one of those for me?”I grinned and turned. Leilani was standing there, smiling at me, still wearing that fucking sexy wedding dress.“Sure, princess,” I said, pouring her a drink. “You deserve it.”“I saw what happened,” she said softly. “I’m glad he’s dead.”“Worked out,” I said.“Think the Rebels will really join us?”“Some will. Some won’t. We’ll work it out. But the important thing is, it’s over.”“To Jetter, may he rot in fucking hell,” she said. We clinked glasses and drank.She put her glass down on the bar and stepped toward me. “Mason, listen—” she started to say, but I stopped her. I grabbed her by the hips and pressed her against me, kissing the girl hard on the mouth.She kissed me back without hesitation.Fuck, nothing ever tasted sweeter in my whole life. Not whisky, nothing. I wanted her, and finally I could have her in front of everyone without any second th
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MasonAll eyes were on Leilani and Phoenix as he walked her down the aisle, which was exactly what we wanted.My heart was beating slowly in my chest as I snuck out of Phoenix’s office, heading to my right. I moved along the outskirts of the room, going wide around the Rebels, getting into position.For the past few days, we’d been planning for this. Everything we’d done had led to this moment, and the gamble we were about to make could go horribly wrong, but we were hoping the men in this room were smarter than we had given them credit for so far.I saw a few other men moving along the outskirts just like me, dressed in suits so as not to draw attention, but they had the same aim I did. I caught Dow’s eye, and he made some inane comment that got a laugh, but it was actually a code for Ford to keep his bullshit going a bit longer to let us get into position.Finally, I was back where I needed to be, and I nodded at Dow again. Noble made another stupid joke, which was the sign for Ford
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LeilaniI thought time was supposed to drag when you were nervous. But when Mason knocked on the door again, it felt like he had just stepped out of the room.He opened the door. “Ready?”“Ready,” Caralee said.He looked at me. “I’ll be with you.”“I know.”I walked forward, taking a deep breath, and stepped out the door, Caralee in tow.“Caralee, you go first with Burke. Phoenix will walk Leilani down the aisle.” Caralee nodded.We moved down the back hallway and stopped near Phoenix’s office door. It was open, and inside were Burke and Phoenix, both looking uncomfortable in their suits.“Hello, boys,” I said, stepping inside.“Wow,” Phoenix said. “Honey, you look beautiful.”“Thanks, Dad.” He took my hand and squeezed it, smiling.Caralee stood next to Burke. They just nodded to each other without speaking. Burke had been in a bad mood all day long, probably because his plan had fallen apart. At least his plan to kill me and take over the club. The wedding was probably never meant t
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LeilaniI stared at myself in the mirror, the veil pushed up over my hair, and couldn’t help but laugh.My wedding day. I never really thought this day would come, despite everything we’d gone through to get here. I wanted it to happen if at least to help save the club that had raised and protected me.“You look amazing,” Caralee said. “Seriously. If I were a guy, I’d have such a big boner right now.”I looked at her and laughed. “A big boner?”“Yeah, you know, a stiffy.”I shook my head. “Hard cock, Caralee.”“Whatever. You make me hard.”I laughed again and looked back in the mirror. “Yeah. I clean up okay.”“Okay? Shit. Better than okay.”I had to admit that I did look pretty damn good in my dress. All white with small black accents, it was the perfect biker wedding dress. It was tight along the top, making my boobs look enormous and amazing, and spread out loosely in ribbons of tulle and satin bows.“You look way better than I did on my wedding day,” Caralee said.“Well that’s not
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MasonWe followed Phoenix back down the hall and into the weapons locker. It was a pretty big room, about the size of a one-car garage. It was soundproof and full of weapons hanging on the walls in racks, plus ammunition and bulletproof vests.Noble was leaning against a rack, absently picking at his nails. The Rebel was awake and looking around, clearly a bit groggy.I shut the door and locked it.“Well, Leeroy,” Phoenix said, “you’ve made a fucking mess.”“Where am I?” he asked, slurring his words.“You’re in a locked, soundproof room,” Phoenix said, “surrounded by men who want to do you harm.”He slowly seemed to wake up a bit, looking around. “Ah, shit,” he said.“That’s right,” Phoenix said. “Shit.”“What do you want from me? Just fuckin’ kill me if you’re gonna.”“We want answers first,” I said, stepping toward him. “You can save yourself a lot of pain if you tell us what we want to know.”“Why bother?” he asked. “You’ll just kill me anyway.”“Maybe, but we might let you live if
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MasonAfter my fucking face got stitched up, Dow came back with a truck. We helped pile the dead body into it, and he headed out to dump the thing out in the desert where it would never be found.Meanwhile, Noble shoved the Rebel into the back of their van. He got into the driver’s seat and rolled down the window. “Meet me at the club,” he said. “I’ll send some guys back for my bike.”“Got it.” He pulled out and I got onto my own bike, kicking it to life.My fucking face was aching, but I was too angry to feel it. This whole thing had gotten fucked faster than I could have imagined, and yet Leilani still thought she was really going through with this marriage.Truth was, after this little fucking stunt, that marriage was done. I didn’t know what Phoenix was thinking, but a direct attempt on his daughter’s life by the club he was trying to patch over basically meant the deal had to be off.But we still had questions, lots of fucking questions. Fortunately for us, we had someone to ask.
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LeilaniI felt dizzy, so I quickly leaned up against the bike, taking deep, gulping breaths.“You’re safe,” Mason said to me. “You’re safe. Just breathe. Breathe, Leilani.”I listened to his voice, keeping myself calm, breathing deeply, breathing deeply.“Who are you?” Mason asked the man.“Now I can make a noise?”“Be a smartass and I’ll waste you.”“Fine,” the man said. “I’m surprised you don’t recognize me.”“Why the fuck would I?”“You kicked me in the face earlier today.”I stared at the man as it really sank in. “You’re a Rebel?” I asked him.“Bingo.” He flashed a grin that was missing a few teeth.Mason bashed him in the head with his gun. The man fell back but wasn’t knocked out. He groaned.“You fucking cunt. Don’t look at her,” he said.“You don’t get it,” the man said. “You really don’t get it.”“Explain it to me then,” Mason said, pressing the gun against his skull.“It’s all over. Everything is over.”Mason started saying something, but it was drowned out by the sound of
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LeilaniMason said he was fine to take me to work, but he definitely didn’t look fine. I wasn’t in the mood to argue though, so he slapped a few bandages on the cut and we headed out. At least he wasn’t actively bleeding anymore.Work crawled along like usual, especially considering it was a late shift. I hated doing the dinner rush and then getting some of the drunk idiots that came in late. I got off at one in the morning, and poor Mason was stuck sitting in a booth for eight hours doing absolutely nothing.Not that he complained. He ate dinner, and then he ate a second dinner a few hours later. I tried not to stare at him too much or spend too much time at his table, but it was hard. The anger had long since faded, and that anger was replaced with this gnawing need.Not to mention guilt. I hadn’t told him about the wedding getting moved up yet, because I was afraid of how he’d react.I didn’t want to hurt him. Actually, I didn’t know if I could hurt him. Sure, we were fucking, and
