“Match, come in here,” she called and the door opened. “My sister needs a lesson in the Warriors. She doesn’t think we can help her.”
Match frowned and looked at Jilly. “No one will touch you or your son, if they try they have to go through me. Trust me, they will not make it through me.”
“You don’t get it,” Jilly protested.
“No, you don’t,” Match said with a hard tone. “But I am gonna tell you. Our club is serious when it comes to protecting both women and children. Treat is one of ours so therefore, you are one of ours. This means we will do anything and I mean anything to keep you safe. No one will ever touch you again out of anger.”
Match was scary when he was intense. Treat loved him for that, because she could see her sister, even though scared and hesitant, she was believing the rough biker. Treat saw a small sliver of hope in her sister’s eyes before it was gone. She was going to hold onto that small sliver, it would get larger. Treat was going to make sure of it.
Stone and War entered the room still a little pissed about the fit Treat threw on them about going alone to the hospital. Well, her ass was going to get used to being taken care of whether she liked it or not. Peaches tailing her wasn’t going to cramp the hellcat’s independence.
“Brothers, I am going to take the look on your faces to mean your woman gave you shit about the tail,” Free chuckled.
“Fuck, man, she is going to be the death of us,” War grumbled.
“Yeah, you keep up yelling at her all the time and she is going to kill your ass while you’re sleeping,” Stone said and laughed when War grumbled under his breath.
“Well, good to hear you three are getting closer. Treat’s strong but…” Free trailed off.
Stone and War looked at Free who was sitting at the table across from Data while his fingers moved deftly over the keyboard to the computer.
“What? Did you find some more out on Chet?” War asked.
“Chet was born Charlie Harris, he was raised in Nevada, met a woman by the name of Christina Monroe, found nothing on them being married but they did have a child, a girl, the birth certificate Data found had their names on it.”
“So he was an asshole from the beginning. What does that have to do with Treat being strong?” Stone asked with a confused looked as he processed the information Free was giving them.
“Well, it is one of two things. Treat either has a half-sister out there or Treat’s the baby girl born to them—”
“Wait,” War interrupted Free, “if she is the baby girl, then that means who she thought was her mother, isn’t? Is that what we are hearing?”
“Seems so, at least what I have dug up so far,” Data stopped long enough to answer War’s question.
“Motherfucking shit, this just keeps getting better. Like Treat hasn’t been through enough shit, now her mom is not her mom or she has another sister out there. Do we know which scenario it is?” Stone asked, running his hand over his head.
“Yes, she is the baby, same birth date and everything. Even same dad by what I am finding on Chet. She just has a different name and mother. Haven’t located the Christina woman yet or the reason on how Treat ended up with Chet. Still working on it,” Data spoke as he continued to work on the computer, his fingers never missing a beat.
“So what was the baby girl’s name?” Stone asked.
“Um…you are going to love this one,” Data chuckled.
“What the fuck is so funny, Data,” War griped.
“Dude, the name for the baby on the birth certificate was Spice Monroe Harris,” Data said laughing.
“Fuck us. Well, she did tell us that treats aren’t always sweet,” War laughed.
“Now you have to decide if we share this info now with your girl or do we hold off until it all is uncovered,” Free looked toward the men, waiting.
“A part of me wants to tell her because I know she is strong, but I’m going with we need all the information for her. She feels this is her fault, everything that has happened. At least when we do tell her it would ease the burden she feels for her mother’s death, since we now know the woman wasn’t her mother,” Stone stopped, looking toward War.
“Agreed, brother. Let’s keep it to ourselves until we have the complete story on this. How much longer, Data?” War asked.
“Still working on it, shouldn’t be much longer. Will let you know asap,” Data answered as he continued his search.
“You men sure about not telling her?” Free asked.
“Yeah, shit could cost us if Treat finds out, but still feel better if we know all there is to know,” Stone said.
“I agree,” War replied.
“Your call, your woman,” Freebryd answered.
The men nodded as a crack of thunder shook the building. “Fuck, a storm is brewing, let’s go pick her up in the truck so she doesn’t have to ride in the rain,” Stone was already walking out as he spoke.
“Let’s hook up the bike trailer so we can bring her bike back with us,” War said, following behind Stone.
“That works,” Stone said as the men left to pick up Treat.
Treat slammed the door to the house behind her before the men could enter, and stomped down the hallway to the master bedroom muttering the whole time.
“Stupid, arrogant males who think that women are poor helpless creatures,” Treat said and then glared over her shoulder when War and Stone walked into the door.
By the time they had gotten inside she had already stripped down out of the wet clothes in the bedroom, not even thinking about going anywhere but the room they had already shared, she hadn’t thought to ask whose it was. She was uncomfortable, and gross, and dammit, they were to blame. If they would have just let her ride alone, none of this would have happened.
“Woman, you should calm the hell down,” War yelled.
Stone put his hand up to his face and rolled his eyes. This was seriously going to suck. “War…”
“What did you say?” Treat said, coming back out into the family room with just her bra and panties on. She had been ready to go into the shower.
“You heard me, calm down. We did exactly what we said we were going to do, dammit. Protect you, I am telling you right the fuck now, that is not going to change, I don’t care if you can handle yourself. You don’t have to anymore, you are ours, period,” War yelled.
“My ass. It is not like I’ve never ridden in the fucking rain before. I was already halfway when you two stopped me and made me get in the truck while you loaded my bike. What the fuck? Then you let Peaches just ride by in the rain back to here,” Treat spoke, her voice shaky from being irritated.
“Peaches is a man, that is different,” War replied.
“A man,” Treat said seething.
“Seriously you are not helping, bro. Can you just once think before you say shit to her,” Stone said, shaking his head.
“You want some dumbass no backtalking thing who isn’t me or worse, you want me to be a good little girl, who sits at home and knits like that. Well, I CAN’T KNIT! I CAN’T BE THE SWEET LITTLE WOMAN!” Treat screamed.
Stone held up a hand and said, “Was there even an option of having a sweet little house mouse. I mean, I thought you liked being a biker bitch, now you are telling us we have a choice?” War and Treat’s heads snapped in his direction, Stone laughed, and held up his hands, “What?”
“Shut up! This is not fucking funny,” Treat growled.
“Now that was just hateful, it is funny, honey, and I will tell you why. One, we know who you are, but for some fucking reason you seem to be hell bent on making a point, which does not need to be made. You are going to be wearing our patch, that means you can forget about going off on your own and dealing with shit.” Stone grinned. “War, I do believe she needs a lesson in what we really want. What do you think?”
War grinned and nodded. “I think she needs a little discipline.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? We have a situation that needs di
scussed, stop thinking with your little head,” Treat scoffed.
“I don’t have a little head, sweetheart,” War drawled and began to walk toward her. “Besides, you are already undressed, if you didn’t want us to fuck this situation out, you should have stayed dressed.”
While she’d been looking away from him, Stone began undressing. His boots, jeans, and shirt lay on the floor. He stood beside her and nipped her earlobe. A zing went straight down to her pussy. “We just need you to behave while we sort this all out.”
She tried to move away from him, but he held her chin tight, and his mouth captured hers for a deep kiss. A shiver of anticipation ran over her. Her hands started to push him away, but forgot what they were supposed to do. Her fingers brushed across the soft hair on his chest and teased his nipples.
Stone reached behind her to unsnap her bra. He pulled it over her head and off. Then he carried her to the bedroom and threw her to the middle of the bed, while she squealed and laughed—he was growling at her.
“See how much we want you. You want us. I can smell your desire. Your nipples are swollen with longing for me to tease them,” Stone said and laughed when her eyes grew big as War joined him at the end of the bed.
Holy shit, they were dangerously fuckin’ handsome. She couldn’t stay mad when she was just as aroused as they apparently were. Damn hormones, this sucked, she wanted to stay mad.
His words ratcheted the heat level inside her to on fire.
Stone straddled her body and looked down. She almost felt him touch her with his intense stare. “Pinch your nipples. I want to see you.” War laid down next to them so he could watch.
“I wanna see it too, baby, now go on, before you add some more punishment to your total,” War said huskily. He kissed her passionately before pulling back and waiting.
Stone’s command had her shivering with excitement. Her hands cupped her breasts while her thumbs stroked her nipples. All the muscles below her waist clenched tight as she watched his eyes turn to almost black. She turned her head and looked at War who was staring intently at her fingers.
“Move one hand down and grip my cock.” Stone’s husky voice brushed across her skin like warm silk. She gripped him firmly and began to move her hand up and down. The muscles of his face drew taut with desire.
“Oh, sweetheart, you are fuckin’ amazing. War, her hand has the magic touch.”
Stone leaned down to her chest and brushed her hand aside. His mouth covered her taut nipple and sucked on her breast. Like a line pulling tight, she felt the tug in her pussy. Treat felt all of her thoughts leaving her head except for one, fuck yeah! He went back and forth between each breast, giving each one attention.
Treat rubbed across the top of his cock again as he paid his attention to her breasts, along the sensitive underside her finger glided slowly, teasing him a little like he was teasing her. He groaned and his tongue flickered around and over her nipple more quickly.
Stone raised his head and caught her chin in his warm hand.
“I love you, I know it seems like a short time, but I do. I think I loved you even before, I just didn’t realize what the feeling was. There is nothing in this world I would not do for you, including protect your crazy ass even when you don’t need it. I need it. I need you to be safe, without you there is no me,” he said huskily. “I’ll stop now if you want, and we can talk, or you can tell me to continue.”
His impassioned words speared through her heart. Turn back? Her body throbbed with need and burned with the fire he’d kindled inside her. She was wet with the juice from her desire. Her pussy lips ached to clamp around his hard cock. She tried to think clearly, but her mind screamed to take him inside her.
She pulled his head down close to her lips. “Take me, damn you,” she whispered the words.
He bit her lower lip and whispered back, “Anything to please my woman.” He spread her legs wide and plunged deep. Her body arched with the intense pleasure. She pulled his hips tighter, pulling him in even more. All the time an unseen wire connected their eyes.
“Is that all you’ve got?” she taunted him.
“Damn you.” His sizzling grin sent a tremor of response rippling across her skin. Pulling her legs up to his wide shoulders, he sank as deep as he could go. Then just as suddenly he moved out. He bent his head to suck her clit and taste her sweet honey. His mouth and teeth teased, tasted, and sucked all along her pink folds and across her nub.
Treat screamed for him to take her, but he only laughed and continued to torment her, bringing her to the edge, backing off, and then doing it again. Finally, when she thought she’d explode, he moved to her opening and slid back in. This time he moved slow and easy. Her pussy clamped around him, and her inner muscles trembled against his hot cock.
“I love you, sweetheart,” he said as he went in all the way, and she split apart with the deep ecstasy of her orgasm. From a distance, she heard his shout of release.
“You two are having too much fun without me,” War grumbled.
Treat managed to turn her head in the direction of War. He was showing the softer side of himself since he had a pouting look on his face.
“I love you too, babe. And I am in need of some loving also,” War winked.
“You are an asshole, you know that?” Treat said, watching his face soften just for her. War was a hard man, always had been, but with her, every so often she got to see a different side of him.
“Yes, but I am your asshole and I love you. Just as Stone said, I think I always have. Only took me time to get my head on straight.”
“Goddammit, stop it. I love you both too but the arrogant assholishness I can deal with, this soft side you two are showing has the potential to crush me, so please, can I have the two men back that like to play rough?” Treat said, a few tears beginning to form in her eyes.
Stone rolled off her and smiled across at his brother. “It’s your fault for being such an ass,” he spoke between gasping for breath. “She,” he said, and nodded at Treat, “and I haven’t come to an understanding yet about her safety, maybe you need to remind her who the fucking bosses in this relationship are.”
“No. I…”
Both men stared at her, but War said and then rolled closer to her and pinched one of her nipples, making her squirm. “You were saying, darling’?”
“You can’t fuck me into submission,” Treat said stubbornly.
“Sure we can.” Stone had moved over and pulled her with him. War leaned down and kissed her. “Sweetest kisser I’ve ever known.”
“And I’m sure you’ve known quite a few,” Treat said sarcastically.
War looked across her to Stone. “I love her smart mouth.” His lips covered hers again, and his hand moved down along her neck to her breast. He barely brushed the palm of his hand over the tip of her nipple.
She didn’t think her body could move after what she’d just experienced with Stone, but her breast seemed to swell right in his hand, and a sizzle went straight to her pussy. His tongue slid inside her mouth and licked along the top and sides. She hadn’t realized she’d turned toward him until she felt Stone’s hands rubbing her back and cupping her backside. His lips nuzzled at her neck.
Their scents and warm bodies enveloped her, and her head and body responded immediately. Her every nerve more sensitive than they’d ever been to a touch or a kiss. Her insides wept with moisture. She felt her pussy pulse with a craving to have one of their hot, hard cocks inside her.
War’s mouth traveled down her body. At the juncture to her thighs, he separated her pink folds and rubbed his thumb across her clit. She moaned. Stone had moved to her breasts and suckled one while he teased the nipple of the other. A tremor started inside her pussy and traveled to her every nerve. She had a voracious hunger for her two men that both thrilled and frightened her.
Her legs were spread wider. War quickly lined up and placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He began to move in slowly as Stone kissed her mouth, and moved hi
s tongue in and out to match War’s rhythm below. Stone still rubbed across her taut nipples and Treat was sure that at any moment she’d explode with the tension building inside her.
“Let go, sweetheart.” She heard Stone’s voice in her ear. War moved faster and deeper, and a tide of pleasure shook her and sent her over the edge. She heard War groan out his release.
The inner walls of her pussy clenched around his cock and held as soft ripples continued to roll through her. She savored the feeling of being held close in their embrace, a warm, sexy cocoon to rest in and catch her breath. But as she did, reality intruded.
“See how nice we are, now, let’s talk about your blatant disregard of our need to protect you,” War said, flipping her so quickly she felt dizzy. He smoothed his hand over her ass and she yelled.
“Don’t you dare, I swear on all that is holy, if you spank me I am gonna kick your ass.”
War and Stone chuckled. “Now, sweetheart, we just want you to understand that we are a team so therefore, you will listen to what we say and suggest. It won’t work any other way,” War said and she felt the first spank hit her cheek.
Instead of crying out, Treat moaned. She felt the heat begin and wiggled a little bit. “Yeah, like this is gonna help,” teasing them a little bit.
“This may!” Stone said and showed her a riding crop.
“The fuck you say, who the fuck said I was into that?” Treat yelled.
“We did, something we had planned from a long time ago—remember that dance you did, you had a crop, yeah, we figured it was something we wanted to try too,” War said smugly and laughed.
“Shit, no, I am so not into that shit,” Treat panicked.
War spanked her again and she twisted even though the heat felt good to her. “Are you sure? ‘Cause I think that crop may make the point clearly.”
Treat laughed and rolled over because she finally got that they weren’t going to use it on her. She lay across both of her men’s laps who were grinning and Stone was waving the crop.
“Seriously, I get it. I promise I will work on it. Can we please go back to the nice, soft, loving I was getting?” Treat said and looked at them seductively.
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