Switchin' Lanes (Savage Menaces MC Book 6)

by Kay Marie

  After it’s cooled some, she drinks half of it down. Minutes later, she’s falling asleep. When I know she’s resting peacefully, I leave.

  15

  Diesel

  I’ve been staying at Tink’s house since Sunday. She has been trying not to show how upset she is about Lolita leaving, but I can see through the barrier she attempts to keep up. On top of that, she’s hurting from the unknowns with Hollywood. I have hope we’ll get it straightened out soon.

  It’s Friday and the clubhouse is in full swing, getting ready for tonight’s party. One of the only reasons I came was so I could get more clothes to take to Tink’s. The other reason is Tink works the bar for club parties and I want to be here for her.

  I’m packing some clothes in a duffel bag when there’s a knock at my door.

  “Come in,” I shout. As the door opens, I turn around to see who it is only to find Hollywood standing in the doorway.

  “Hey, can we talk?” He takes a step into my room.

  “Yeah, of course.”

  He closes the door behind himself and walks closer. “Tink’s brother is in town.”

  “Andy? How long has he been here? Does Tink know?”

  “I’m not sure how long he’s been here, but she does know. I was with her before I came here,” he tells me. “Andy is in the hospital. He’s in a coma.”

  “What the hell? What happened,” I ask.

  “That new drug, Supernova, that’s popping up. He got a hold of it.”

  “How long have you known about this?” I growl out.

  “I just found out today.”

  “How?”

  “Kicks’ cousin, Kara, is dating Andy. They were taking Supernova together. They ended up in the hospital last weekend and her injuries weren’t near as bad as his. When we went to visit her, she was in Andy’s room, visiting him,” he explains.

  I take a minute to register everything he’s telling me. Tink’s brother has been living in Kansas City with their mom for the past ten years. He’s had a drug problem since he was in high school and their mom moved him away in hopes she could get him help. Tink stayed here in Texas with her grandma. From what Tink has told me, she’s never met her dad. Her grandma passed away not long after Tink graduated high school. She left her house to Tink and that’s when Lolita moved in with her, so she wouldn’t have to be alone.

  With Lolita leaving without notice and Tink’s brother being in the hospital due to drugs, I can only imagine how bad she’s probably feeling at the moment. And Hollywood left her by herself.

  “So you’re telling me, you went to Tink’s house and told her about Andy. Then, you just left her? I guess it’s what you’re good at.” I turn back to my clothes and bag.

  Pain crosses his face as he takes in what I said. “What the hell is that supposed to mean? She calmed down and fell asleep. I didn’t know what else to do.”

  “Maybe stop bein’ an idiot and come back to us,” I say. “Finding out her brother is in a coma from using again just adds pain to what she was already feelin’.”

  “What do you mean what she was already feelin’?”

  “Are you really that oblivious? From missin’ you, dumb ass. We’ve both been hurtin’ since you walked away from us,” I tell him. “This shit isn’t just scary for you. It’s scary for me, too. Difference is, I’m not runnin’ from my feelings.”

  Hollywood takes two giant steps toward me and crashes his mouth against mine. I kiss him back but can tell he’s holding back. He pulls back, worry covering his face. I stare into his eyes, attempting to fight back a smirk by biting my lip. Lust dances in his eyes. Grabbing my face in both hands, he slams his lips on mine, not holding back this time. I fist my hands to stop myself from grabbing Hollywood and throwing him down on the bed. His tongue slides across my lip. I part mine, granting him permission. Our tongues dance together in a perfect rhythm.

  My phone buzzing on my bedside table interrupts us. When he pulls away this time, we’re both panting. The look in his eyes tells me he wants more. As do I, but it’ll have to wait. By the time I grab my phone, I missed the call. Unlocking the screen, I find a missed call from Tink.

  “Looks like our girl is up from her nap.” I hold the phone for him to see. “Wanna come back to her house with me or are you gonna stay here and hide?”

  He scoffs. “How can you be so sure she wants me there?”

  “How can you truly think she doesn’t?”

  Letting out a heavy sigh, he sits on the bed. “There’s a reason I’ve kept this side of me a secret.”

  I shoot Tink a text letting her know I’m talking to Hollywood and I’ll call her back soon. I move to sit next to him.

  “Is this the part where you tell me why,” I ask.

  He doesn’t respond.

  “Whatever it is, H, I got your back,” I remind him. “and you know Tink will, too.”

  “Do you remember me tellin’ you about my parents movin’ us to Chicago,” he asks. I nod my head, encouraging him to continue. “What got me sent back was an incident with my best friend there. I thought the feelings were mutual. Turns out, I was wrong. He and a bunch of guys from school jumped me the next day. When my parents found out, they kicked me out.”

  I wrap my arm around his shoulders. “I’m sorry that happened to you. I get it now. You need to realize our brothers are nothin’ like your parents or those assholes who did that to you.”

  “It’s somethin’ I’m slowly comin’ to terms with,” he says. “I miss the two of y’all, so much.”

  He pauses for a beat.

  “I’ll come with you back to her house.”

  I grin. “She’ll be happy to see you.”

  16

  Tink

  I wake up and grab my phone, finding I slept for nearly an hour. With a glance around the room, I realize I’m here alone. Hollywood must have left while I was sleeping. The mere thought of him doing that hurts. I gather myself and call Diesel, attempting to fight back the tears which are threatening to fall again. His phone goes to voicemail, but I get a text soon after.

  From Diesel: Hey, Pixie. I’m talkin’ to H right now. I’ll call you in a sec.

  I trade my phone for the remote control, turning the TV on. If nothing more than to fill the silence. Thoughts of my brother invade my mind. Something bad must have happened in Kansas City for him to be getting into drugs again. Now, he’s in a coma because of his choices.

  I’m so zoned out with my thoughts I don’t even hear the front door open and close. It’s not until they’re standing in front of me that I even know they’re here.

  “Hey, Pixie.” Diesel kneels in front of me. “Can I make you something to eat?”

  I shake my head as tears fall from my eyes.

  “You need to eat something,” he tells me.

  Hollywood sits on the couch next to me. “I’m sorry I left while you were sleepin’.”

  I don’t answer him or even look at him. His hand comes to my thigh.

  “Tink, please,” he begs. “I’m tryin’, babe.”

  “You tell me my brother is in a coma then leave once I’m sleeping,” I grit out.

  “It was an asshole move, I know. I shouldn’t have but I’m an idiot. I’m still learnin’,” he says.

  “What if we order pizza?” Diesel suggests.

  “And wings?” I give him a faux pout.

  He laughs. “You don’t have to give me those eyes. You already know if there’s pizza, there has to be wings.”

  I turn to Hollywood. “Thank you for coming back.”

  He puts his arm around me and I lean into him.

  “I’m not goin’ anywhere this time,” he assures me.

  Diesel stands from his spot on the floor, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He stares at it for a minute, then his eyes come to us.

  “Buster wants me to meet some potential recruits,” he tells us. “Will y’all be alright while I’m gone?”

  “I think we can manage,” I say.

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bsp; His eyes flutter between the two of us. A fire dancing in them.

  “Y’all can take this time to work things out for the three of us.” Diesel smirks. He kisses my forehead. “Call if y’all need anything.”

  “Will do, brother,” Hollywood says.

  After the door closes, signaling that Diesel is gone, I turn my body so I’m facing Hollywood.

  “Something happened between the two of you. Spill.” I grin.

  His eyes go wide. “How do you know?”

  “By the way Diesel was acting. There was a little more pep in his step.”

  “I kissed him,” he admits.

  My grin grows into a full-blown smile. “And I’m guessing he kissed you back?”

  He nods his head.

  “Eek! Hollywood!”

  He smirks and cups my face in his hand, brushing his thumb across my cheek. “I’m sorry I’ve been such a jackass lately. The way I feel for the two of you terrified me.”

  “And now?”

  “My feelings for you both are stronger than my fear,” he says. “Diesel helped me realize that and I’m tired of fighting these feelings.”

  “I’m glad you’re finally coming to your senses,” I tell him. “It took you long enough.”

  He lowers his hand from my face. “I thought the brothers would disapprove of my feelings for Diesel. Once I opened up to Kicks about it, I realized how stupid I was to ever think that of them. Now, I have months to make up for.”

  His lips connect with mine, causing my heart to skip a beat. I part my lips. His tongue slides across my bottom lip before he bites it. I moan into his mouth. He pulls me onto his lap and breaks our kiss.

  “Diesel informed me he’s claimed you.” He slides his hands from my thighs to my ass as he sucks the skin of my collar bone into his mouth. “He suggested I do the same.”

  I let my head fall back, granting him access to my neck. He licks from my collar bone up to my jaw.

  “If that’s what you want,” he adds.

  I slowly bring my eyes to his. “I do. I want you both. It’s what I’ve always wanted. I’ve just been too scared to admit it.”

  “I’m sure the way I acted didn’t help any.”

  “You can make it up to me.” I wink at him.

  “That I definitely can.” He stands, still holding me. He carries me into my room. Kicking the door closed, he turns around and slams my back against it, crashing his lips down on mine. The kiss is rough and needy. As if he was starved for me. He pins me with his hips and tugs my shirt over my head. I mimic the action, tearing his shirt off him.

  If I didn’t know how deadly he could be, I would never believe he was a biker. Where Diesel is tattooed and rugged, Hollywood is chiseled and beautiful. Though, they’re opposites in the way they love.

  Hollywood peppers my chest with kisses, pausing to pull my bra down, freeing my tits. Pinching my nipple between his finger and thumb, he sucks the other into his mouth. He bites down causing me to yelp. I slide my fingers into his hair, grabbing a fist full and bring his face to mine. I bite his lip, making him growl out a moan, then suck it into my mouth and rub my tongue along it.

  “You sure this is what you want?” He grinds his jean covered cock against my pussy. “Because if we go through with this, there’s no turning back. I’ll claim Diesel the same.”

  “Yes,” I breathe out. “I want this more than you know.”

  A growl rumbles in his chest as he lifts me off the door and carries me to the bed. Instead of laying me down gently, he tosses me onto the bed. Making me giggle. I bite my bottom lip as my eyes travel down his body and back up.

  “Keep lookin’ at me like that and this will be over all too quickly,” he tells me.

  I grin and wiggle out of my leggings. His eyes study my body as if he’s trying to store the image away in his mind for later.

  “Are you going to leave me lying here all night?” I egg him on.

  He gives me a devilish smirk before crawling up the bed and encasing me with his arms.

  17

  Hollywood

  This is a moment I’ve been waiting too long for. To claim Tink as mine. I’ve always been willing to share her with Diesel. I just never knew how they would feel about it. Luckily, we’re finally figuring it out. I have a lot to make up for since I tried pushing them away for so long. As long as they’ll have me, I’ll forever be doing what I can to make it up to them.

  As I crawl up the bed, Tink bends her knees, allowing me to settle between her legs. I brace my arms on either side of her head, caging her in. Her breathing quickens.

  “Are you nervous, little Pixie?” I grin.

  She shakes her head.

  “I feel as if I should warn you,” I say. “I’m not gentle like Diesel.”

  Her eyes sparkle with desire. “I like it rough as much as I like it gentle.”

  “Is that so?”

  She nods her head with a playful smirk and biting her lip. I swipe my thumb across her lip, making her release it.

  “No more biting your lip. That’s for me to do.” I place a kiss on the corner of her mouth. Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips. I place light kisses down her neck while I reach behind her back and unclip her bra. She wiggles it off, tossing it to the floor. I flick her nipple with my tongue, causing her to whimper. Sliding my fingers in her panties and between her folds, I find she’s already wet.

  “What got you worked up the most,” I ask her. “Was it when I pinched your nipple?”

  I slide two fingers in her wet pussy. She moans.

  “Or maybe when I had your nipple in my mouth?” I whisper in her ear as I pump my fingers in and out slowly.

  “Mmm,” she sighs.

  “How about when I slammed you against the door?”

  “Ahh,” Tink shouts when I hit her g-spot. She moves her hips, grinding against my fingers. I pull them out and she whines.

  “That was it, wasn’t it?” I grin. “Me bein’ rough turned you on?”

  She nods her head. I cup my hand around her neck without putting pressure on it.

  “Should we find out just how rough you like it?”

  “Yes,” she moans. “Please.”

  “Such a good girl sayin’ please.” I lightly squeeze her neck and kiss her hard. When I pull away, I sit back on my knees. I slide her panties off and stand from the bed. “I don’t think you’re ready for this,” I tease.

  “I’ve been ready, but someone is enjoying teasing me,” she replies.

  I shrug. “It’ll only make it that much more worth it.”

  I grab a condom out of my wallet. Ripping it open, I toss the empty wrapper to my jeans and slide it on my painfully hard dick. Crawling back up the bed, I grab her hands and place them above her head.

  “This is your last chance,” I tell her. “Are you sure you want this?”

  “He says as we’re laying here naked.” She laughs. “I’ll reassure you as much as you need me to. I want this. I want you.”

  “That’s all I needed,” I tell her. I slam my cock in her pussy to the hilt, making her cry out. I pause, letting her walls stretch to accommodate me.

  “Move, please,” she begs. “I need you to move.”

  “I love hearin’ you beg.” I move my hips fast and hard. She takes every bit of it, meeting me thrust for thrust. With one hand holding her hands, I move the other to her neck, putting just enough pressure for her to enjoy it. I watch as her eyes roll to the back of her head.

  Her walls begin to contract around my dick, letting me know she’s about to reach her peak. I let go of her hands and squeeze her neck a hair tighter.

  “Dex,” she moans. She slides her hand into my hair, grabbing onto it and pulling my face to hers, crashing our lips together as we let out our releases back to back.

  “Tinsley Lou,” I whisper in her year. “I’m so sorry I tried to push the two of you away.”

  She cups my face in her hands. “You were scared. I get it. But you’re here now.”


  “And I’m here to stay.” I kiss her before rolling over. I carefully slide the condom off my dick. “First, I need to get rid of this.”

  I climb out of bed and walk into the bathroom to throw it away. When I come out, I grab my boxer briefs, pulling them on.

  “Aww, you’re not getting dressed, are you?” Tink pouts.

  I chuckle. “Just putting these on.”

  “Well, then, pass me your shirt.” She grins. I do as she says, tossing my shirt at her. She slips into it as I crawl back in bed with her. She scoots closer to me, snuggling into my side.

  “I was beginning to think this would never happen.” Her voice is soft. I kiss her forehead as the bedroom door opens.

  “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Diesel stands there with a mischievous smirk.

  “There’s room for you.” Tink pats the bed behind her. He stalks toward the bed, kicking his shoes off before climbing in with us. Diesel kisses Tink, then lifts his eyes to me, desire burning bright.

  “Did you meet the guys Buster wanted you to,” Tink asks.

  “Yeah, a couple seem to have real potential,” Diesel tells us. He lays his head down and wraps an arm around Tink. “I think Buster is gonna have them prospect.”

  “That’s exciting,” Tink replies.

  “It’ll be cool having more Riders,” he says. “Is it safe to say the two of you worked things out while I was gone?”

  I can hear the smile in his tone.

  “We did.” I grin.

  “All that was missing was you,” Tink adds.

  “Does this mean we’re a throuple now,” Diesel asks.

  Tink lifts her eyes to me. I caress her cheek with my thumb.

  “Yeah, I think it does,” I say. I smile, and for the first time in a long time, things feel right. As if I found my missing puzzle pieces.

  18

  Tink

  The next morning, I wake up sandwiched between the two people I care about most in this world. My legs are tangled up with Hollywood’s while Diesel has an arm thrown over my midsection. Lucky for them, I like my room cold when I sleep. Otherwise, I would have woken up drenched in sweat. They radiate a crazy amount of heat, like two snuggable space heaters.