Ever reluctantly picked up the last one, his mouth turned down into a pout."Wait a minute," I looked at Brian. "I'm going to need a shot of whiskey to chase this down.""Me too," Ever piped up and added miserably, "and a glass of milk...a big fucking glass of milk."Brian disappeared, only to reappear with another tray containing three more shots and three glasses of milk. Once we gathered the additional shots and milk, Brian said cheerfully, "Cheers, gentlemen."I tossed the hot sauce down my throat, purposefully keeping it out of my mouth, and gulped it down in one swallow. It still burned like a mother in my esophagus. I grabbed the shot of whiskey and drank it slower, letting it wash away the remnants of the hot sauce.Ever coughed and sputtered. I looked over to find tears rolling down his cheeks while he cursed and sucked down milk at the same time. When he could finally catch his breath, he eyed Gwen and threatened, "I am sooo spanking you when we go home, woman."I laughed, "
"This Mother fucker"I paced back and forth as my hands flew around, trying to keep the volcano at bay inside of me. Aleksander Smith could get under my skin in the seconds flat just by looking at me. The same way he was looking at me now, sitting on the end of the bed with no care in the world with his cocky eyebrow raised , and his stupid grin."What is the matter with you?!" My voice rose several octaves as I stared down at him. I was mad that I shook to my core"There isn't anything wrong with me, but I can't say the same thing for you", Aleksander laughed in response.His words hit me like a frieght train before I lost all control and lunged at him. I tackled him to the bed before l began to hit him. Over and over and over. He did this to me. He brought the monster out. I normally lost my temper too far and without thinking things through, I threw the first punch. But as I hit this prick, all he could do was laugh and it only threw gasoline on the raging inferno inside."Babe, ba
Flying into the clubhouse parking lot, I was glad to see that Alexsander's bike wasn't here as I jumped out of the car. I stormed into the clubhouse and noticed how everyone froze to stare at me. Then I saw the one person I didn't want to see: Jane Wilson. She was behind the bar, but when she saw me, she lost the color in her face and stepped back a few feet. If I wasn't on a mission , her head would be bashed into that bar in five seconds flat."Anyone seen Danny?" I took a deep breath and tore my gaze from Jane before I changed my mind and leaned over the bar.Aaron, the club's prospect, stood up from his barstool and handed me a beer."I think he's in the back."I gladly took the beer from Aaron, nodded, and then headed towards the back of the clubhouse. Once I was out of sight, I heard the voices from the bar start to back up. I knew they were all talking about me, but at this moment, I didn't give two shits. Let them talk.For as long as I could remember, the clubhouse had been
Wicked Saints. For as long as I could remember, people feared that name or any one who wore a leather cut with that name on it. Nobody messed with them and nobody questioned them. Even though I thought about leaving the club life behind more often than not, I couldn't help but feel proud to be a wicked. I was untouchable, and as I looked around the meeting room at my club family, I couldn't help but smell something."Melissa, what are finances looking alike? We have a run on Saturday for.... What the hell is it for?"Too many people, Axel Dunkens was a mean and cranky son-of-a-bitch, but he had a heart of gold when it came to his family and his club. He was a little rough around the edges with his salt-and-pepper hair and fadding tattoos, but to me, he was my dad. I hardly agreed with him and we often fought on everything, but he was my president."Children with MS," Aaron answered as he shifted in his seat. He was a strong asset to the club, but if he didn't stop being intimidated by
ALEXANDER'S POV.The name Alexander Smith wasn't spoken lightly in these areas, and when they were spoken, most people shook or turned and ran the other way. I was built like a shit brick house and not a person you wanted to fuck with. These facts turned me into the selfish cocky, beast that Iwas today. Did I regret it? Nah I remembered the day I joined the club. I had just left my dad's funeral, at the tender age of thirteen, after my dad had been gunned down by our rival club: the skeletors. From that day on, I held a lot of anger and blame towards them, which in turn made me very vindictive. But if it weren't for Axel Dunkens taking me on as a prospect and treating me like a family, I knew I'd either be in prison or six feet under. The last two places on the earth I wanted to be.The only thing that made think straight and keep my shit together was Melissa Dunkens. The only I ever cared about and now I had just royally fucked that up.Stupid, stupid, stupid! I pounded my head with
MELISSA'S POV"Melissa! Wait!", I heard Alexander's voice but there was no way in hell I was going to wait for him. I picked up the pace ready to leave but just as I made it out to the parking lot, I was immediately turned by the arm and faced Alexander."It's not what it looked like." His eyes looked panicked, and at first it flattered me that he would care that much, but I remembered my words then."What part of 'we're done' don't you understand, Alexander? I don't care what you do with that skank anymore. I hope you had a nice time." I looked up at his hair and it had been ruffled, surely from a quickie in sheets.What a pig!I shook my head and turned toward my car, but he stopped me again.He raised his bandaged hand up, and I instantly felt worry for what happened to him. What the hell did he do?"I hurt myself, she was just cleaning up the cuts." He watched me, waiting for some type of reaction, but I wasn't going to give him one. I was too stubborn. "It wasn't what you th
MELISSA'S POV. "Melissa, what the hell was that all about? Why was my Sergeant At Arms and the Secretary beating each other to a bloody pulp?" Axel sat behind his desk as he glared over at me."They were fighting over me, dad", I shrugged my shoulders. "Over this shit that happened this morning?" He sighed out his breath, looking frustrated as hell.I shrugged again and moved my gaze to my hands in my lap. "Insorts. I slept with Gearhead a few nights ago, and I told Alexander about it today. I wanted revenge." I stole a peek up at my dad and saw his brows furrowed in surprise. "Revenge? Revenge for what ?", He questioned. "You haven't heard? Alexander fucked Missy. I was simply getting back at him for that."Axel sighed and shook his head. ",Look, Melissa, you had every right to get revenge on your man, but you cheated on him with his brother". "Dad, I don't want to hear your club point of view on this right now. I need to know what you think on this as being my dad. He
MELISSA'S POV"She's really sick, Dad."I had just finished telling him what I had to deal with the night before with Mom. He sighed. "Yeah, Ia know she is, but what do you want me to do about it?""She needs help. Help that we can't give her." I didn't want to see my Mom go down this path any longer.I would love nothing more than to have somewhat of a normal relationship with my Mom again. Right now, she was a shell of her former self and I hated that for her."I know. After tonight, I will look around for some good rehab places and see if I can get her into one of them."I hugged my dad around his stubborn neck. "Thanks, dad.""Yeah, yeah, yeah, now stop with all of this lovey-dovey shit and help me out with this before the guys get here and we have to take off." I smiled as I pulled up a chair and got to work.ALEXANDER'S POV.Running drugs wasn't what this club was founded on, but in this community, we had to do whatever we could to get the income; no matter how much we all hate
Ever reluctantly picked up the last one, his mouth turned down into a pout."Wait a minute," I looked at Brian. "I'm going to need a shot of whiskey to chase this down.""Me too," Ever piped up and added miserably, "and a glass of milk...a big fucking glass of milk."Brian disappeared, only to reappear with another tray containing three more shots and three glasses of milk. Once we gathered the additional shots and milk, Brian said cheerfully, "Cheers, gentlemen."I tossed the hot sauce down my throat, purposefully keeping it out of my mouth, and gulped it down in one swallow. It still burned like a mother in my esophagus. I grabbed the shot of whiskey and drank it slower, letting it wash away the remnants of the hot sauce.Ever coughed and sputtered. I looked over to find tears rolling down his cheeks while he cursed and sucked down milk at the same time. When he could finally catch his breath, he eyed Gwen and threatened, "I am sooo spanking you when we go home, woman."I laughed, "
"Oh yeah, we got it," Ever replied. His lips were curled into a smug expression as he also watched Hycinth's responses. His confidence was high. Clearly looking forward to the game.Hycinth noticed his stare as well, but rather than reflect irritation as she had earlier, her lips curled back, flashing him a brilliant smile with fang.And fucking winked at him!Fuck, she was bold. Her confidence not only met but exceeded his. I was dying to know if she could back it up. Either way, her ballsy response threw him off. His expression froze. He blinked. But then he recovered, licking his lips, looking even more eager.Brian continued explaining the rules, "If a ball hits the ground, it is retired, and a fresh ball is put into play." He pointed toward a small bucket of gleaming white ping-pong balls on a countertop behind him."For the shot to count, keep your elbows behind the edge of the table."Hycinth listened attentively."No fingering or blowing."At this, she squeezed Gwen's hand and
LEANDER'S POV Surprisingly, she gave it to me. She kept one hand on my shoulder, and raised the other, letting it sway freely in the air. Her body molded to mine, pliable, willing to let me move her as I wanted. And oh, I wanted to move her...in many ways. Most of which, we couldn't do on a dance floor surrounding by an audience of strangers. But it didn't stop me from forcing my knee between her legs and jerking her lower body tight to mine until no space remained. The movement caused her dress to slide up, but I still couldn't see whether or not she wore panties. However, the heat of her core was unmistakable against my leg."Oh!" she gasped loudly, chest heaving. And then began grinding herself against my thigh, her hips moving in time with the music...using me for her own pleasure. I wondered if she even realized she was doing it.My breath caught in my throat. The image of her was almost too much. Eyes closed, mouth slack, hips moving wantonly against me, her belly rubbing pleas
I raised an eyebrow. "Out of all of them, alcohol is the one you fixated on? Should I be worried?"There was a sparkle in her eye, a hint of mischievous I'd never seen before. "Certainly not. I enjoy dancing and music just as much.""Uh huh," I replied, not at all convinced by her innocent act. It seemed I was definitely going to have to keep an even closer eye on her during the evening.When we reached the living room, Ever and Gwen were waiting for us, as well as Asher and Willow. Gwen wrapped Hycinth in a bear hug. "You look gorgeous!"I was surprised to see Hycinth blush. But she recovered quickly. "Thanks so much for letting me borrow it!""Ready?" Asher grinned.I gave a hard nod. "More than ready."We decided to use drivers rather than drive ourselves. Knowing myself, Ever and Asher, none of us would be in the best shape to drive later. When Hycinth and I climbed into the back of the Cadillac, she settled comfortably into the plush, oversized leather seat next to me. The driver
Sit Up & BegLEANDER'S POV After I touched base with Ever to confirm our plans, I quickly made my way up the stairs.My Wolf was flying high on his mate. Completely blitzed and full-out addicted. Spending hours running, playing and lazily lying around, was exactly his definition of perfection. There was nothing better than having her close to him...well, except for under him. I couldn't agree more. She was better than any drug. Everything about our mate was intoxicating.Rounding the corner and heading down the long hallway, excitement coursed through me, leaving my skin tingling, and my manhood itching to get free. That particular part of my anatomy only ever had one goal- to forever bury himself in Hycinth's hot and tight flesh. Pure bliss. But alas, as much as I wanted to indulge that train of thought, I had more to focus on than just my carnal desires. Not to mention it would be hugely uncomfortable and inconvenient to walk around with a hard-on all night, so I exhaled and forcef
HYCINTH My Wolf was in heaven. The wind whipped through her fur as we flew by tall trees rising out of the earth to kiss the sky. Her nostrils flared with the scents of moss, bark and wild mushrooms. The spongy surface beneath our paws gave away easily, still damp from the recent rain showers. Acorns, pine cones, and fallen leaves were strewn about the well-worn path like spilled trinkets.And her mate by her side.There was nothing better for her. No other place she would rather be than right where she was. Leander's Wolf was magnificent. Powerful and sure, sleek and dominant-a potent elixir to our senses. Primal.Addictive.We were running at the front of the pack. He was pushing her endurance and testing her ability. His big paws powered ahead, silently gliding over the uneven ground, pitted with rocks and roots, easily leaping to clear dead logs, and maneuvering around encroaching thick brambles -a virile display of his strength and agility. My Wolf had to put forth considerable
Lucky's expression was still affected by the scene that had unfolded in front of him, but he nodded his head and walked away with the guards.Ever turned to Hycinth and murmured, "We have stalls located on the east side where you can remove your dress in privacy and shift.""Okay," she responded and looked at my Wolf hesitantly. It was obvious she wasn't sure what he would be doing while she changed. He answered that question for her by walking toward the changing stalls. She quickly scrambled after him. When they reached their destination, he nudged the door open with his big head. She went inside the large sectioned off space that was open to the air above. And he followed along right with her, not intending to leave her side for even a moment.Her heart raced as she understood what he wanted her to do get undressed in front of him and shift. Amazingly enough, there was no negotiation like I'd had to go through to see her creamy flesh. She simply complied with his wishes, removing h
Running With The WolvesLeanderI kept Lucky close by during the ceremony. Not just for the reason I gave Hycinth...because Lucky didn't seem to give a shit before he said whatever the hell he wanted...I liked his boldness and the opportunity he might spout other useful tidbits of information about my little mouse. However, the other reason was much, more simple I wanted him to see how she reacted to me, I wanted him to see us together. Regardless of his parentage and his history, he was a full adult male Wolf. I could sense it pained him not to have his own mate...and he understood how nature was driving me to possess mine.I also wanted his blessing. I would never tell him that, but I recognized how invaluable it would be. All I had to do was be transparent enough, and let him see the truth for himself...how I felt about his sister. Maybe it wouldn't change anything, maybe it wouldn't help...but maybe it would. It couldn't hurt to try. And I was willing to try anything at this poin
I refocused on Leander. "Stop it. Whatever you are thinking, stop it right now! My brother's just being an ass. It comes naturally to him. He can't help it."Leander looked at Lucky, not quite ready to let it go and said, "Maybe we should keep your brother with us during the rest of the celebration. Just in case he has any other pearls of wisdom he would like to share.""Maybe, he should go back to the dungeon until he learns to behave," I retorted.Lucky's face fell, genuine hurt crossing his expression, and instantly, I regretted my words. I said hurriedly, "I didn't mean that! Of course, I want you to stay with us for as long as possible.""Why don't you find him a seat nearby," Leander said to one of the wolves guarding him. The Wolf did as ordered and all three sat down close by.Leander and I went back to the still waiting line of wolves and continued where we'd left off. I enjoyed hearing their stories and was fascinated as I watched Leander interact with them. He made eye cont