by E. C. Land
“Gold, watch the fuck out,” a man says as he follows her.
“What did I do, Chuckles?” the woman named Gold says, turning around and placing her hands on her hips.
The man she called Chuckles, weird name to me, stops right in front of me and turns, leans down, and lifts his sunglasses off his eyes to stare at me. Holy Mother of God, those eyes. “Sorry about that. Gold can be very enthusiastic when excited,” he says, smirking.
“Umm, it’s okay,” I murmur.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Gold says, smiling as she comes back and leans against Chuckles, placing her breasts against his back.
“It’s okay,” I say, grinning at her. Seems her happiness is contagious as I can’t seem to help it. Or maybe it’s the fact she’s completely gorgeous.
“Hey, what’s going on?” the surfer says as he approaches. Gold said his name as she went flying by, but I don’t remember it because I’d been completely mesmerized by how hot he is.
“Gold here was so ready to jump your bones when she saw you coming out of the water that she didn’t see this woman here and threw sand all over her as she ran past,” Chuckles shakes his head as he recants what happened.
“I didn’t mean to, but I mean, who could blame me for the way you looked coming out of the water like Jason Momoa in the Aquaman movie,” Gold says, waving a hand in front of Ricochet before looking toward me. “You gotta admit I’m right, right?” she asks.
“You’re right, and I completely understand getting lost in the excitement. I’m Emerson, by the way.” I laugh as I stand up and hold my hand out to shake theirs.
“Nice to meet you,” Ricochet says as he extends his hand.
“So, what are you doing out here sitting on the beach alone anyway?” Gold asks.
“Oh, umm, I needed to clear my head, so I came out here.” And just then my phone begins to ring. Groaning, I pull it out and look at the screen only to grimace at seeing Hades calling. This is the first time he’s tried to reach out, but I’m not ready. Silencing my phone, I put it back in my pocket.
“I know that look, men troubles. Babe, don’t let it get you down,” Chuckles says. For the people I just met, I really like them.
“Thanks, I’ll work it out eventually,” I say.
“Well, we’re here for the rest of the week, why don’t you hang out with us,” Gold states with her warm smile.
“Shit, yeah, Gold is right. You should come party with us,” Ricochet says, throwing his arm around me.
“Yeah, Gold here has had a few margaritas already and is loving the beach, especially the hot tub on the balcony,” Chuckles cackles as he pulls Gold into him.
“What can I say? I love being at the beach with my ol’ man and his brother,” Gold giggles as she rubs her body against Chuckles.
I should probably be apprehensive about everything going on back home, but something about these men and Gold make me want to trust them like I do the Devil’s Riot club.
“Sure, I’d love to hang with you guys. It’s not like I have anywhere to be right now.” Grinning, I stand up straighter.
“Great, let’s go back to our place. I can hear the hot tub calling my name,” Gold says, pulling Chuckles with her.
“Well, you heard her. Let's go, babe,” Ricochet chuckles as he shakes his head and leads me toward their beach house. Ironically enough, it’s next door to the one I rented, so when it’s time to go home, I can just walk next door. Piece of cake.
Getting up to their cottage, I’m speechless when I spot one of the guys’ cuts sitting on the back of a chair. They’re members of an MC. Why am I not surprised?
“You ever meet someone from a motorcycle club before?” Ricochet asks from behind me.
“My sister is the ol’ lady of two members in the Devil’s Riot MC back home,” I say, shrugging my shoulders like it’s no big deal. The last thing I want to do right now is talk about Hades.
“Your sister is a swinger?” Gold asks, lifting a brow.
“No, she isn’t a swinger, well, at least I’m not sure. I honestly don’t know the inner workings of their relationship. Her ol’ men, I guess you would say, are twins.”
“Are you talking about Gadget and Dragon? Those brothers?” Chuckles asks as he opens the refrigerator.
“Yeah, that’s them,” I say, nodding my head.
“Good for her. Those two have thick dicks, or so I’ve heard,” Gold nonchalantly states as she moves toward Chuckles, taking one of the four beers he’s holding.
“I wouldn’t know,” I muttered as I take one of the beers offered.
“Well, do you swing? Honestly, I’m not one for going for other redheads since I like to be the only one, but I have to admit you’re really hot, and the green eyes just make you hotter,” Gold says as she moves toward me and runs a hand along my hair. “Shit, I wouldn’t even mind letting Chuckles sink his log into that sweet kitty of yours. And let me tell you, I don’t allow that shit. See, I don’t allow his log to go in anyone else’s kitty but mine. When it comes to fuckin’ other holes on bitches, his log goes up the one-way route, if you know what I mean.” Gold moves closer to me as she says this, turning me to face both the men as they strip out of their clothes.
Holy shit, these guys are from that club up in New York. I heard Burner talking to Badger about them once before all this shit happened. They’re the Iron Vex MC. And from the way they seem to know Gadget and Dragon, they must be friendly with the Devil’s Riot MC.
I simply stand there without a word as Gold moves from me to Chuckles and grabs hold of what she called his log. I feel my eyes almost pop out of my head at how huge he is. Glancing from Chuckles to Ricochet, my mouth goes dry. Holy shit, these two could give an orgasm without even touching a person. Or maybe that’s my virgin brain talking. Yep, that’s something nobody knows about me. Not even my sister.
“How about we all get in the hot tub and relax?” Ricochet suggests.
“Sounds good to me,” Gold says as she grabs my hand and leads me to the balcony.
“Sorry, babe, Gold is drunk. Don’t feel like you need to do anything with us,” Chuckles says, the tone in his voice serious as he follows us.
“Okay, honestly, I’ve never done anything like this. And I mean never. Like as in I’m still a virgin. Yeah, a twenty-something virgin. How I haven’t had my cherry popped yet, you might ask, is because the guy I wanted to give it to couldn’t look twice at me. Then shit went down, and I thought maybe we shared a connection, but I was wrong. Hell, I don’t even know why I’m not jumping ten feet at the idea of Chuckles using his log, as Gold put it, or even Ricochet’s massive dick. However, I wouldn’t mind drinking with you all and watching. I could use some pointers,” I say, ending my rant by taking a long pull on the beer.
“Holy shit, I can’t believe I just said all that. I’ll, umm, just go if that’s okay with you,” I mumble. As I turn to head toward the door, Ricochet stops me.
“You don’t have to go anywhere, babe. How about we all get in the hot tub, chill, and see where the fuck it goes. Shit, maybe we can show you a good time without you losing your virginity. I’ll admit, as much as I’d love to sink my dick into that cunt of yours, I wouldn’t take a gift like that away from who it’s meant for,” Ricochet says sincerely.
“Okay, then let’s get in the hot tub.” Nodding my head, I remove my clothes without a thought, and this is just what I need. Maybe I’ll be able to figure out something after a night of fun. Even if it’s without fucking. I can at least learn what I’m doing wrong in other ways.
8
Hades
Motherfuckin’ hell. A week has passed without a word from Emerson. She’s yet to return my calls. I’ve started to go after her several times, only to be stopped. When Gadget tracked her phone and car to the beach, Connors suggested giving her time.
I’m fuckin’ fuming at the recklessness of her actions. I mean, how stupid could she be to just up and leave with all that is going on? Doesn’t she understand what
these fuckers had planned for not just me but her as well?
I want nothing more than to strangle the woman right now. Well, maybe fuck her brains out and leave her unable to walk. At least then she wouldn’t be able to run from me again. The day after I got home, I had Gadget pull up the feed from the day before showing me that Emerson was indeed here when I got home and snuck out the damn back like a teenager trying to get one over on her parents. But the expression on her face when she saw Ally under my arm kills me and it pisses me off that she’d think I’d be coming home with a woman claimed. Especially after I fuckin’ told her how much I wanted her.
I can remember the night I told her like it was yesterday. We’d been sitting on the floor, Emerson curled into me to keep warm, and I’d just told her how I was gonna get her out one way or another. That it would all be okay, and when we got out of there, the two of us were gonna hash out our differences. Shit, I’d even sealed my words by taking her mouth in a scorching kiss. One that I’ve felt lingering with me since.
At the ringing of my phone, I shake my head and put down the wrench I’d been using to work on my bike. Reaching into my pocket, I grab my phone and flip it so I can see who's calling. My brows furrow at seeing Ricochet’s name. What could he be calling me about? He’s the Sergeant At Arms for the Iron Vex MC up in New York.
“Hello,” I say, putting the phone to my ear.
“You fucked up, Hades,” Ricochet rumbles out over the line.
“What the fuck you talking about?”
“You let a sweet piece get away from you and broke her,” he tells me. Who the fuck is he talking about? Then like a sledgehammer to a wall of bricks, it hits me. Emerson. But Ricochet is in Queens, nowhere near the beach.
“How the hell do you know my woman?” I growl, standing up.
“Maybe you should be asking how well I know sweet-Emmy instead.” Laughter fills the line and in the background, I can barely make out the sounds of moans. Oh, hell fuckin’ no, his ass better not be sticking his dick in what’s mine.
“I swear to fuckin’ God, Ricochet, I will kill you if you so much as . . . ” His full-blown laughter interrupts me, causing me to grind my teeth.
“Don’t worry your little head about me sinking my cock inside her. Our sweet Emmy is too hung up on a dickhead that would come back from being in hell with another woman under his arm. Yeah, man, I know all about your fuck-up with her. Now, this is what I’m gonna suggest. You have a day to figure your shit out or Chuckles, Gold, and I are taking her home with us. At least there, she will get the respect she deserves,” Ricochet says. He disconnects before I have a chance to tell him where he can go with his threat about taking her back to New York.
“Motherfucker!” I yell, throwing my phone against the side of the clubhouse.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Thorn asks as he turns his bike off.
“I just got a call from Ricochet,” I growl, running fingers through my hair.
“From the Iron Vex?” Thorn asks, lifting a brow.
“The one and only,” I grumble, moving to grab my now shattered phone. Great, now I’ll need to go buy a new one.
“Well, you want to tell me what he had to say that has you all worked up?”
“Not really, but the fucker may end up with my fist to his face the next time I see him.” My fists clench as my voice rumbles with fury. Seems my woman has made some new friends and ran her mouth about shit she doesn’t understand. Shit, I need to get straight once and for all.
Moving toward my bike, I head out to get a few things I’m gonna need for when Emerson finally brings her ass home. One item being a new phone. Then I’ll go grab a new pair of cuffs that will fit her perfectly as I strap her down to my bed with her ass in the air ready for me to smack. Fuck, my dick gets hard just thinking of my hands brightening her perky ass. Adjusting myself, I back my bike out of my spot. Turning the key, I bring my girl to life and hit the throttle. I have the day to prepare for my woman to get home and when she does, I’m going to show her exactly who she belongs to, along with her error in running from me without finding out the truth beforehand.
As if any woman could compare to my fiery-haired beauty who captured the heart I thought I didn’t have.
9
Emerson
As I draw closer to home, I begin to feel anxious. Especially knowing that Ricochet, Chuckles, and Gold are behind me after claiming they wanted to see I made it home okay. When I’d attempted to protest, Gold had given me the stink eye and snapped at me, stating they were going, and she wanted to see who this bitch was who took Hades from me.
According to Ricochet, he’s adopting me into the family as his little sister, and he wasn’t leaving me somewhere without making sure I would be safe. He then proceeded to mutter something about Hades and his dick. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to hear all he said.
I was so confused, but it felt good to have become friends with Ricochet, Chuckles, and Gold, even if Gold can seem like a bitch. It’s just the way she comes off on people. Hell, I don’t blame her for being as tough as she is. Her eyes, when sober, say all that I need to know. She’s had a rough life, same as I have.
The first night in the hot tub, when I decided to not think for a change, really helped me see things more clearly. And I’ll admit, I learned quite a bit about what a woman can do with her body. Neither of the men touched me, but Gold showed me how to suck a dick without choking along with what will drive a man nuts. I especially had fun learning how to give a lap dance, even if I felt bad for leaving Ricochet hanging. He was a good sport about it and Gold made sure to take care of it for him.
I’d never understood the ways of being a swinger until I met the three of them, but I’m happy I did. Granted, I know it’s not the lifestyle for me, but I’d never judge a person being a part of it. Though, if I’m honest with myself, watching some of the things they did aroused me more than I could have imagined. It was like watching live porn but way better. I never knew a woman who could put her legs behind her head the way Gold did as she took Chuckles and Ricochet at the same time.
What was even better about spending time with the three of them was the advice the guys gave me, though they weren’t too happy to hear I’d run off without any protection when I spilled the beans about being kidnapped not too long ago.
Pulling into the salon’s parking lot, I gasp at the number of bikers sitting on their bikes. None of them look particularly happy as they all have their eyes focused on me.
“Great, the welcoming committee is here,” I mutter to myself as my door is yanked open just as I put my car in park.
I don’t have to look to know it’s Hades standing there.
“You want to tell me what the fuck you were thinking?” he growls.
“Not really, and it’s none of your concern,” I snap.
“Damnit, Emerson.” He grabs my arm, drawing me out of the car rougher than I think he means to.
“You wanna let go of her,” Ricochet’s voice is harsh as he moves in toward us.
“This is between me and my ol’ lady, fucker. I’d suggest you back the fuck off before I knock your ass out,” Hades growls.
“Ol’ lady?” Chuckles snickers from where he and Gold are standing, taking in the scene.
“I’m not your ol’ lady,” I gripe while trying to pull out of Hades’ firm hold.
“Yeah, you fuckin’ are,” Hades snarls.
“No, I’m fuckin’ not, Hades, and you can stop acting like a Neanderthal. Ricochet is my friend and he’s simply looking out for me,” I shout, getting in his face.
“Oh, yeah, and did he have his dick in that pussy that belongs to me?” His question hurts.
“For your fuckin’ information, asshole, I’d have to have had my cherry popped to fuck anyone, so fuck you for asking.” I yank harder and thankfully break free from his hold. I’m sure he more or less let go as my words hit him.
“Emerson, if you don’t want to stay here, you’re always welcome at ou
r club. Like I said earlier, you're my little sister now,” Ricochet says softly toward me, yet his eyes are hard as he stares at Hades.
“She’s not going anywhere,” Hades states before I can respond to Ricochet.
“As if I need you to answer for me,” I mutter toward Hades before turning my attention to Ricochet. “Thank you, but my sister and nephew are here. I couldn’t leave them, though I wouldn’t mind visiting sometime. Shit, I’d be interested in meeting Nikki. From the stories Gold has already told, I’m sure she’d be hysterical to be around,” I say, giving him a side hug, which Hades puts a stop to when he pulls me back toward him, growling. Seriously, what the hell is up with this man growling? Did he lose a few screws while he was gone?
“You’re done here,” Hades says.
“Seems you got your shit figured out, so yeah, we’re done here. But we’ll be back. I’ve claimed Emmy as my sister, and she has my protection along with the Iron Vex. You don’t do your job and keep her safe, I’ll be sure to come get her and take her home where I know we’ll do it,” Ricochet says firmly as he moves to stand toe-to-toe with Hades even though I’m in the middle. Talk about being plastered between two hot as hell men. Even if one’s like a brother and the other is a complete asshole.
“Emerson isn’t going anywhere other than my bed, where I plan to fuck some sense into her.” I can feel the tension in Hades as his words vibrate through my system.
“That’s not gonna happen,” I remark. “Besides, you already have someone anyway.” I finally say the words I’ve been dreading to say aloud.
“Babe, that’s not just some bitch I wanted to warm my dick with,” Hades says, turning me to face him.
“That’s why I’m not your ol’ lady. You already have someone. I mean, hell, you did bring her home with you.” I shrug as if it weren’t a big deal; however, the idea of him with the woman who is in all honesty drop-dead gorgeous kills me.
