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LeilaniIt happened so fast.One second, Mason was grinning at me, his body pressed against mine, snoring softly. The next, he was telling me that it was a mistake, or at least he basically was. He didn’t use those words, but I could read between the lines.He was protecting me, and that was that.I had regrets. I hated having regrets, but I did. I regretted not sleeping with him on that couch that night. I regretted not telling him that I was going to lie to my father for him.Most of all, I regretted not giving myself to him much sooner.But regrets didn’t help anything. I could feel however I wanted, but I couldn’t change the facts of the world. Mason and I had slept together, and it was incredible, so good that I couldn’t get it off my mind. But it wasn’t going to happen again.That had to be fine with me. At least I wasn’t going to stay with Jetter yet.And the way Mason was ready to fight for me surprised me. I knew he’d protect me from the Snakes; that was obvious. But he looke
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LeilaniMason swung off his bike and followed me as I pushed my way into the bar.The place really was packed. I knew it would be, but I hadn’t seen it full of guys I didn’t recognize in a long time. Sure, the Demons were always bringing in new pledges, but I knew the vast majority of guys that showed up at the clubhouse on any given day.We headed in and veered toward a table with Dow and Noble sitting at it. The two men nodded as Mason and I sat down with them.“Shit show tonight,” Dow said.“Yeah,” Noble added. “Rebels are in some foul fucking mood it seems.”“What’s happening?” I asked.“Just a drunk mess,” Dow said. “It’s fun and all, but these guys are fucking animals.”We were interrupted by a bunch of men cheering over near the bar. I watched as one man chugged down an entire beer and then smashed the glass on the floor, making the guys around him cheer louder.“The fuck,” Mason said.“They’ve been doing that all night,” Dow said. “We’re running out of glasses.”Noble just sho
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MasonNot long after throwing out those asshole Rebels, I took Leilani back to her apartment. She didn’t seem to want to go, but she didn’t argue either.Which was good, because I didn’t have the energy for it. She was quiet on the ride back and went right up to her room when we got there, not bothering to say a word.I collapsed onto the couch and grabbed a bottle of whisky from my bag. I drank right from the bottle, too lazy to get up.I could see two lines moving down a long, flat plane, and those two lines were slowly moving toward each other. The line on the left was me and Leilani. The line on the right was the merger with the Rebels. Neither line was very straight or strong, but they were moving forward anyway, faster and faster.That was how it all felt to me, at least. We were moving together on a collision course, and there was nothing I could do to stop any of it. I wasn’t even sure I wanted to stop that shit. I wanted Leilani, wanted to sneak into her room right then and f
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MasonThe other guys were already there by the time I pulled up outside the clubhouse.Noble, Dow, and Ford were the guys from the Demons. I only recognized the one Rebel, the short man with the crazy eyes. They were all sitting around the bar, the nervous energy before a fight buzzing around everyone.“Mason,” Phoenix said as I approached. “This is Burke, Clinton, and Lavoy.”Clinton and Lavoy were big guys, heavy and mean looking.“Boys,” I said, nodding.“This is Mason,” Phoenix said. They nodded back to me.Nothing like the impending promise of death and violence to bring a group of men together. I couldn’t help but smirk to myself as I sat down next to Ford and signaled for the pledge behind the bar to bring me some coffee.“Now that we’re all here,” Phoenix said, “I’m going over the plan.”The pledge put the coffee in front of me and I sipped it gratefully.“It’s simple. We got word last night of an early morning exchange between the Mezcals and some local dealers. Apparently th
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MasonMy anticipation was through the roof as the bikes got closer and closer. I kept myself steady, refusing to give in to my desire to get up and start blowing the fuckers away. After ten minutes, I could hear that the bikes were right on top of us.Then suddenly they stopped getting closer. The bikes were idling, which meant I couldn’t hear a word the guys were saying. I couldn’t see them, either, since they weren’t in my line of sight. They were to my right, and I guessed there were at least five of them.They were right fucking on top of us.But nothing was happening. We kept waiting, probably waiting for the dealers to get there with the cash. The bikes just kept running and nothing happened. They didn’t find our guys, and none of us jumped up early.Fifteen more minutes and then I heard the cars coming, not as loud as the bikes, but loud enough to announce themselves from a distance. I caught sight of these big black trucks, hauling up dust and shit as they tore across the dese
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Mason “Shit,” Clinton said. “Fucking bastards.”“They’re all dead,” Phoenix said. “He was a good solider.”“Fuck you,” Clinton said, getting in his face.I moved without thinking. I grabbed Clinton’s shoulder and slugged him in the jaw so hard that his head rocketed backward. He stumbled and dropped to the ground.Something tackled me then. It was Burke, the little ball of strength. He took both of us down to the ground, and he began to rain blows down at me. I blocked as many of them as I could, but he had blindsided me.Noble and Ford pulled him off me a second later, holding him back.“Calm down, fellas,” Phoenix said. “We won this today.”“Bastard,” Clinton said, though his jaw sounded broken. “That bastard killed Lavoy.”“What’s that now?” Phoenix asked.“I saw it. I saw him. He shot Lavoy.”I stared at Clinton as the man struggled to his feet.“I didn’t shoot your friend,” I said.“You fucking did,” Clinton said, moving toward me.“Careful,” Phoenix warned, “or I’ll let Mason f
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LeilaniI woke up for the second time that morning, and for a second, I forgot that Mason had left. I got out of bed and was about to leave my room before I remembered his visit.I grabbed a robe and wrapped it around my body. I didn’t want the pledges to see me in just a tiny old T-shirt and short little shorts.Tom Tom looked up as I walked out into the main room.“Morning,” he said. “Mason told you?”“Yeah,” I said. “He told me you’d be here.”He nodded. “They had a job to do this morning.”I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a mug of coffee. Slip nodded at me, sipping from his own mug. I leaned up against the counter.“Well,” I said, “where’d they go?”“Can’t say,” Slip answered.“Club business?”“You know the drill.”I sighed, sipping my coffee. I shouldn’t have been surprised that they couldn’t tell me, but it did annoy me more than I would have guessed. Normally I was used to them not telling me anything, but now it felt like I was involved. I was a part of this now, ev
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MasonWe rolled up to the clubhouse an hour after the hit went down. Burke and Clinton were still back at the scene, cleaning up what they could and gathering up their boy’s body while we went back to secure the drugs and the cash.I followed the others back into the clubhouse. Phoenix headed straight back toward his office, carrying the cash, while Noble and Dow took the drugs back to the secure locker.Ford looked at me and grinned. “Looks like our girls are chatting.”I followed his gaze and saw Caralee sitting with Leilani. Caralee looked up and smiled as Ford began to head over.“Not my girl,” I grumbled, following him.“Close enough,” he said.I followed him over, annoyed. Caralee stood and kissed Ford, smiling. “You boys have fun?” she asked.“Fun enough,” I said.“We did okay,” Ford answered.Leilani nodded at me. “Mason.”I sat down next to her. “Leilani.”“Man, I can really feel the sparks flying,” Ford said, joking.I gave him a look. “Careful,” I said.“Relax,” he said, ho
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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
