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Veronica.I touched his chest, feeling his strong muscles as I kept working my hips, taking his cock. He fucked me deep, rough, hard, his hands grabbing my hips, slapping my ass.“I love this fucking ass,” he said. “This sweet fucking ass.” He slapped it again and I moaned. “You love getting spanked, you dirty girl. My wife the fucking slut. I love giving you my fucking cock, and you need it.”I moaned as he talked dirty, filthy. “I love this cunt, this soaking-wet cunt. Filling you up, fucking you rough. I want you to take it like you can’t live without my thick cock.”He fucked me hard, deep, whispering into my ear. He bit my lower lip and kissed me, thrusting hard, harder, and I was losing myself.Then he pressed my hips down and up, pulling me off him. I gasped as he slid free. He grabbed my hips, lifting me up, and stood. He pushed me over, putting my knees onto the couch, pressing me over, my ass in the air.“Fuck I love this sweet cunt,” he said, teasing my pussy with his finge
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Jaguar.Veronica’s pussy was like a fucking drug.I got one taste, and I was absolutely fucking hooked.We went from couch to bed and back again a few times through the night, fucking until our bodies couldn’t move anymore. It was passionate, raw, and intense. I’d fucking needed it from the first second I saw her, from the moment I knew I’d claim her as my own.Eventually we passed out in my bed, naked as the day we were born.That was how I woke up, probably around three in the morning. My phone was buzzing faintly from the nightstand. With a grunt, I reached out and grabbed it, flipping it open.“What?” I said softly.“It’s me,” Phoenix said. “We got a job. Come in.”“Now?”“Now.” He hung up.I sighed, sitting up. Veronica stirred, but she didn’t wake up as I grabbed some clothes and left the room.I got dressed in the living room, still half asleep. What the fuck could Phoenix need at three in the morning on my fucking wedding night? Must have been important, or else he wouldn’t ha
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Jaguar.We were lying on our stomachs at the top of a hill. Wrench was looking through a pair of binoculars at the small shack down in the valley below us, less than a football field away.Five minutes ago, we watched the arms dealer, Jimmy Jay, plus his assistant pull up in a truck and carry in a few crates. We waited and watched, tension mounting in the group.“Fucking Snakes,” Thade said. “Late as always.”“They’ll be here,” I said. “They need those guns.”“Yeah,” Spoil grunted, “to make a damn move on us.”I nodded. “Exactly.”Almost as if on cue, we heard the distant roar of motorcycle engines. We watched five Snakes pull down the dirt road, heading toward the truck and the shack.“Ready?” Mason asked.“Fuck yeah,” Thade said, eager from his last taste of action.“Wait,” I said. “Wait until they’re inside.”We watched the Snakes pull up and park. They dismounted and knocked on the shack door. After a brief exchange we couldn’t hear, the five men walked inside.“Come on,” I said.
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Veronica.I woke up, tired and sore from the night before. Light was streaming in through the bedroom window. I rolled over, but Jaguar’s side of the bed was empty.Sighing, I sat up. Memories of the night before came wafting back into my mind. I felt all over again his strong hands, his cock thrusting deep inside me, the sweat that dripped down my body, the intense way he stared at me.I’d finally given myself to him, and it was so much more than I could have imagined.Smiling to myself, I climbed out of bed. I couldn’t wait to see him again for some crazy reason. I looked down at the ring on my finger and felt something flutter in my stomach.I knew we weren’t really married. I knew it wasn’t real, just a convenient political move to help keep me safe.But I couldn’t help but smile. After last night, maybe it meant something.I pushed out into the main room. “Jaguar?” I called out.Silence greeted me.“Jaguar?”I looked around his cabin, but he wasn’t there. I looked out the front w
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Jaguar.“What’s your name?”The Snake was tied up to a chair in the armory basement. He was sweating and bleeding, but not fast enough that he was in danger of dying anytime soon.“Chris,” he said.“Okay, Chris.” I sat in a chair across from him. “Tell me what I want to know.” “Why? You’re just going to kill me anyway.”I shook my head. “Maybe not. If you tell me enough, I might just decide to convince our president to use you as a messenger to your club.”He snorted. “Not likely.”“No,” I agreed, “not likely. But there’s a chance.”He looked at me for a second, and I could see that the seeds of doubt had been sown.Back when the Sandcastles were in a full-time war, back in the dark days, interrogations had been something of a specialty of mine. For some reason, I was good at reading people, at figuring out when they were lying and when they weren’t, and at finding pressure points to jab my fingers into.From what I could tell, Chris was a pretty low-ranking Snake, maybe even new to
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Veronica.A few hours sitting around in the cabin were more than enough to make me mad as hell.I wasn’t a damn prisoner, and those two idiots couldn’t keep me locked up.Worst of all, where was Jaguar? He could call me at any time, and yet he wasn’t bothering to. And to top it all off, I was his wife now, his old lady. Our first day married and he had already run off to someplace doing whatever the damn club wanted him to do.I was fuming, so angry. I felt like an animal locked in a cage. Some part of me understood that it was for my own protection, but I wasn’t a little girl that needed protecting.And so sitting there on the couch, I slowly began to formulate an escape plan.My best chance was to somehow steal one of those motorcycles. I knew they tended to leave their keys right in the ignition since they were sitting right in front of them. When I used to hang out with Rod, he had tried to teach me how to ride once. Sure, it wasn’t exactly successful, but I’d gotten the basics do
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VeronicaIt roared to life. I grabbed the helmet from its rest on the back seat and popped it onto my head. It smelled like sweat, but that didn’t matter.Taking deep breaths, I slowly backed the bike up.I heard shouting from over near the cabin. Ryan was coming at me, waving his arms.I hit the gas, revving the engine. Slowly, so slowly and gently, I let out the clutch. The bike went into first gear, bucked a bit, and jolted forward.I flew down the dirt road, going way too fast. I quickly got myself under control, slowing down slightly. I made it all the way to the highway before I heard the sound of the other bike coming after me.Once I was on paved road, I opened it up, driving fast. I flew forward as the other bike hit the road behind me and tried to catch up.In that moment, I felt freer than I had in a long, long time.I loved riding on the back of bikes. I was an awful driver, but there was just something about riding that made me feel good. But in that moment, in control, I
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JaguarWe tore back toward my cabin, and I couldn’t help but laugh the whole way back.Veronica had broken free of those two idiot pledges. I didn’t blame them, though they should have been on her better. But the girl was clearly tough as nails and resourceful to boot. I had to admit, I was pretty damn impressed.Plus, she was awful at riding. Just uncomfortable and awkward. I was half afraid she was going to fall over the whole way back, though she managed to remain upright. We pulled down the dirt road that led to my cabin and parked our bikes.Spill was sitting on the front porch, looking pained.“You okay?” Ryan called out to him.“Fine,” he said. “Balls have descended.”I looked at Veronica. “What did you do?” I asked, wanting to hear it from her perspective.She shrugged. “I might have kicked him.”I cracked up laughing and Spill limped over, frowning. “I might never have kids, you know,” he grunted.“Sorry,” Veronica said.“Nobody wants to fuck your ugly ass anyway, Spill,” I s
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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
