The Dirty Dozen: MC Edition

by Kay Maree

  Dario closed the door and rounded the car slipping into the driver seat. Thank fuck someone on my staff knew how to follow orders. While I was tame compared to my father, it didn’t mean I went about my life without a little protection and precaution.

  “Dario,” I called out. “Just drive home and I’ll get Louis to sort this shit out. Maurizio is taking his sweet ass fucking time getting me what I want and what I want is for this girl not to fucking die in my arms of a hypothermia,” I groaned as I ordered him to head towards my home. Maurizio needed discipline, he needed to learn who was boss and how to follow orders otherwise he’d find his ass on the chopping block. He couldn’t follow a simple fucking order… I just wanted her belongings. Clothing, handbag, wallet, keys and phone… anything that I could ruffle through to figure out who she really was and what it was she truly seeked.

  I knew she was after her father, but did she really know what or who her father really was. Thanks to Gabriella and Dean, I knew the bare basics, this girl was Indiana and she is the legitimate and only daughter of Johnny Deltago also known as Razor. Officially he was a missing man, unofficially well that’s what I was going to try to find out. If his family wanted answers, they apparently were going to try any means necessary to get them. However according to Gabby, Indiana wasn’t your typical girl, she was legal but barley… twenty-one years old. No wonder Maurizio thought she was jailbait because she might as well have been. She looked all of 17 if that. Fucking hell, how did a girl like her have such a sweet, fucking hot as hell body and be the daughter of a man I knew my father despised.

  Yeah, I wasn’t holding a grudge for my father. The sins of my dad didn’t define me, and no way would I be doing anything to this girl that wasn’t untoward.

  I’d like to say she was an innocent beauty, but I knew that would be the biggest shit eating lie to slip from my lips. I’d slept… nay I fucked this woman left, right and centre in the back alley of my downtown bar. What the fuck was I thinking? Fucking hell Viper keep your trouser snake in check.

  I silently groaned under my breath. If I didn’t keep my mind occupied it was going to start conjuring up scenes of Indiana and I in many different places, positions… just the mere thought of being able to taste her flesh and slide deep inside her again had my cock springing to life. My caged viper was straining to bust free from it confines… all I needed now was for Dario to hurry the fuck up so I could get inside the security of my own place. Fix up Indiana and put her to bed before slipping into a shower and jacking myself off.

  Fuck….

  CHAPTER NINE

  Embarrassment

  Indiana

  I woke in a panicked fluster, what the hell had happened in that back alley wasn’t part of my plan. This wasn’t good, I’d passed out right after Viper revealed he knew who I was. My head was spinning, and I didn’t have any idea of where I was. I was in unfamiliar surroundings. Panic mode was kicking in tenfold. Where the fuck was I and why was I even here?

  My worst fears and nightmares were coming true. Maybe I’d stuck around the bar a little too long and now I was in the clasps of the enemy. I swallowed hard and pulled back the covers to discover… holy fuck! I was naked… not completely naked but I might as well be. The shirt that concealed my top half certainly left little to the imagination not to mention covered little to nothing of what I had going on downstairs.

  Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I silently uttered to myself. What the hell had gone wrong. I was talking to Viper, listening in on the two burly guys that were talking about my father and then…. Viper had revealed he knew what was going on… he knew and then everything went blank. I looked down at my body, my barely covered body and began to put the pieces together and if all the pieces fitted together then I knew exactly who I was with, but where the hell was I.

  I took a deep breath as I slipped from the bed and walked towards the bedroom door.

  “Where you off to Freckles?” I heard his voice call out.

  “Shit!” I yelled as I spun around to see a smirking hunk of a man sitting in a chair in the corner of the room in nothing but a towel. Kill me now!

  How fucking embarrassing was this whole situation. The word mortifying sprang to mind.

  This man was so… arg, he was everything that Gabriella had warned me about but then she’d also said he was a loyal MC member. He ran his club a little differently to other presidents and the men who followed him obviously trusted him and I guess I could trust him too. I didn’t trust easily, and it was kinda obvious that I was only in this situation because Gabby had told him about me. She’d told Viper everything about me and that type of information in this guy’s hands would only lead me down the path to an early grave. I shook those thoughts from my mind because I had bigger things to deal with like the fact that this man had….

  “You undressed me?” I muttered under my breath as I looked down at my very exposed tanned legs on display for him to gawk at.

  “It’s not like I haven’t seen what you’re packing under your clothes Freckles,” he replied.

  “Will you stop calling me Freckles,” I grumbled as I turned my focus onto him.

  “Touchy much?”

  “Yes…” I sarcastically spat. “You got very touchy with me Viper and I don’t appreciate it. You undressed me,” I yelled. Was I really annoyed about him undressing me? No, but I needed to get angry at someone and he was the only one here.

  “I undressed you Freckles,” he smirked. “Because you were shivering, wet from standing out in the rain. You fainted and I took care of you, sorry for being such a gentleman. Maybe next time I’ll just leave you laying in a back alley,” he cynically spat back.

  “How fucking embarrassing,” I uttered running a hand through my knotted hair.

  “If you want to know, you’re not the first woman to faint in my presence,” he joked.

  I rolled my eyes. Seriously… if that was an enduring quality, he wanted to present to me than think again. It was “Why am I here?” I asked.

  “Come here,” he ordered cocking his finger for me to step closer to him.

  Yeah, that wasn’t happening. I wasn’t here to obey his orders. “No!” I said crossing my arms over my chest. I was going to stand my ground, probably a bad move but who cared.

  “Come here,” he asked again.

  “Go fuck yourself Viper,” I mouthed the words. I was acting a little childish and this whole situation was just crazy.

  “Don’t make me ask again Indiana, come here,” he forcefully commanded. For some odd reason my resolve vanished, and I obeyed him.

  What the fuck was wrong with me. I wasn’t the type of woman to simply take a man’s shit and obey orders. I was Indiana, a twenty-one-year-old girl from Australia looking for her missing father. I was here to follow my own path and this man could get stuffed if he thought I was here for him. I shuffled my feet; I was going to take my sweet time making my way towards him. He was acting like some high and mighty king sitting in the high-back chair in the corner of the room. Speaking of the room, it was stunning… nothing like I’d expect a man like him to have. It was dark, but something about that darkness was comforting. His bed, the one I just slipped from was divine, like sleeping on a cloud or what I presume sleeping on a cloud would be like. The sheets had to be a high thread count and the comforter well I could happily sleep there for forever but that wasn’t an option. As I continued to step closer towards him, I gazed out at the valley through the two walls of glass windows. The horizon glittered with lights from the city below. It was beautiful and peaceful and the panic I felt when I first woke was slowly slipping away.

  As I took a final step, now only within arm’s reach if he leaned out, I wondered if him knowing all he did was such a bad idea. He said he’d help me and while our fathers weren’t friends it didn’t mean we couldn’t work together. I wasn’t going to hold pass quarrels against Viper.

  “One more step,” he said.

  I shook my head, no. If he
wanted me, he’d have to come to me. He leaned close starring up at me with a look that told me not to mess with him. I guess the man’s patience was being tested because within seconds of me blinking he’d grabbed my hand pulling me into his lap forcing me to be so much closer than I needed to be.

  “Let me go,” I asked as I wriggled and squirmed in his lap trying to break free.

  “Stop fidgeting Freckles or…”

  “Or what,” I interjected.

  “I’m not a violent man, but I will throw you over my knee and teach you to obey,” he said with warning.

  “You wouldn’t,” I spat.

  “Test my patience and we’ll see how beautiful your ass cheeks will look with my handprint on them,” he snickered.

  “What do you want?” I groaned.

  “Oh… I don’t know, sex,” he teased.

  “Your cock can stay tucked behind your towel, away from me Viper,” I remarked. What the hell was he doing sitting in a chair in nothing but a towel anyway?

  “That’s not what you said the other night when my cock was buried deep inside your warm pussy,” he smirked.

  “Fuck off! Let me go,” I said wriggling in his lap. I didn’t want to be this close to him because being this close made me feel things I didn’t want to feel. I couldn’t get attached to him… it just wasn’t an option.

  “I’m only warning you once, stop or I’ll make you stop,” he cautioned.

  I took a deep breath in and let it out. “What do you want?” I asked again.

  “I’m here to help you Indiana, not fight with you. You want to find your father and I made a promise to Gabriella to make sure you stay out of trouble… but fuck me you’re just asking for trouble,” Viper commented.

  “I’m trouble?” I whispered.

  “Going to the police and asking for your father by name was fucking stupid. What information did you think the police would give you?” he replied.

  “You’ll never understand. Razor’s your enemy, he’s everyone’s enemy. I just wanted to file a missing person’s report; I want to find him. Police are meant to help… or at least…” I trailed off. Damn, this guy was gorgeous, and I wanted nothing more than to just melt into him.

  “Is that the way they do things down under?” he said with a smile.

  “Can you stop that,” I asked with a begging tone. I was begging him to stop and yet begging him to continue.

  “Stop what?”

  “Stop rubbing my thigh,” I said.

  “Stop giving me every reason to touch you Freckles,” he retorted.

  “Will you cease with the Freckles bullshit,” I complained.

  Man, I was a moody bitch. What the hell had happened between last night and now? It was like I’d bumped my head, lost my self and that was scary notion. I don’t know, maybe it was just the pesky female hormones that had me snapping at a man I wasn’t angry at.

  To be a man, how they seemed to just have it easy. They didn’t have to deal with… well women problems. I often wondered why I wasn’t born a guy. I pondered about how it would feel to have a cock between my thighs, to stoke it and bring it to life. Alright so I’ve had a cock or two between my thighs but to go to the toilet like a man, just to pull it out a piss on anything and everything. To fuck like a man with no boundaries, no regard for the females I took to bed. Oh, to rule the world as a man. I guess you really do want the things you can’t have but I can’t help that I was born a female in a world ruled by the cock.

  “You’re thinking, or overthinking things. What’s going through your head Freckles?” he asked.

  “Are you always this nosey, besides how do you know if I’m thinking or not?” I retorted annoyed that my expressions were giving away too many details. Did I have to be such an open book. I swear a neon sign was flashing above my head screaming out… everything.

  If that neon sign was flashing right this very second, it was probably telling Viper that I was keen. I was horny and my comment about him keeping his cock tucked behind his towel was the opposite of what I wanted.

  “Do you want to know what I’m thinking?” I inquired. “Where to begin. I was thinking that if I’d been born a boy, this would be my life. I’d be in a club… I’d have a world ruled by sex, drugs, liquor and hardcore violence. Instead I was born a woman, cast aside and shipped off to the other side of the world for my own safety and protection,” I said taking in a deep breath. If everyone looked hard enough at the men who held powerful positions in the world, they’d probably discover that behind that man was one hell of a strong woman. They governed silently alongside them. Maybe they held the power but who really knew.

  “Wow,” he smiled.

  “Why do you want to help me?” I inquired.

  “As I said I promised Gabby and when I make a promise, I keep my word. I’m not a bad guy Indiana, I’m not the bad boy everyone thinks I am. That title belonged to an old man and his way of life got him killed. You need help and I’m willing to assist you in finding your father. Johnny never did wrong by me, so I’d never hurt him. I know he had a lot of enemies but I’m not one of them… I’m a bit of softy,” Viper replied.

  “Yeah, soft in the pants,” I spat, quickly slapping my hand over my mouth as a chuckle slipped my lips. Oh fuck! I hadn’t meant to say those words out loud, but it just spewed out like vomit. We were kinda having a grownup moment and trust me to find a rude remark to tease this man about.

  “You’re such a child. Come on Freckles, I’m far from soft and know it,” he said shaking his head at me as he had a chuckle. “You can touch the goods, if you need proof,” he added.

  “I’m not touching you,” I said as I took the opportunity for his lazed hold on me to slip away from him. I didn’t want to be this close and now that I’d gone and put my foot in my mouth with some sexual crap I needed the space because I felt the odd connection, the spark I had with him flaring up like it did in that back alley more than a week ago.

  I’d managed to stand up before his arm encircled me and pulled me back down into his lap, my back was now tucked against his front. “Let me go,” I pleaded.

  “Come on Indiana, play nice,” he said.

  I turned my head to look at him. He was stunningly handsome, bright baby blue eyes, slight five o’clock shadow, chiselled features but it was his damp hair that had my hands crying out to touch it, to feel it running through my fingers. He had hair to die for. I closed my eyes as I felt a hand snake its way around my neck. His touch sending a shiver up my spine as his thumb began to rub my skin setting it alight. I was in trouble, I needed space, distance from this man or I was going to do some foolish things with him. I let out a moan as lips brushed across my neck. He was slowly making my body follow his command. I wanted to obey; I did but I simply couldn’t. This man wasn’t just going to throw his power around and make my traitorous body melt like putty to his will. Silently I could hear my brain screaming out kiss me, kiss me! Fuck it, if he wasn’t going to kiss me, I’d just take the lead and do it. As my lips brushed his I could feel him smirk. He was liking this, but he may not like what I had planned next. I had so many options running through my head but… I took to his plump bottom lip between my teeth and bit down. He pulled away, tossing me off his lap. Shit, I’d fucked up, but I’d also got the result I wanted. Distance.

  “You fucking bitch,” he roared as I saw blood start to drip from his lip.

  Shit! Shit! Shit! Maybe that was a little too much. He was pissed off, extremely pissed off. I quickly scrambled to my feet. I was out of here, the look in his eyes was creepy as fuck and so I turned from him making a dash for safety. If I could make it to another room, I could lock myself away may try and call… who the fuck was I going to call. It didn’t matter the task at hand was to get away. I ran out the double doors of the bedroom, down the hall towards what appeared to be an open living area. Fucking nice house, pity I didn’t have time to stop and browse because I could hear footsteps stomping behind me.
I took a quick glance behind me seeing Viper getting closer and closer. Shit! I needed an escape route. The back door, a bathroom any place that I could get away from him.

  I took another quick look back and suddenly realised I was alone. Where the fuck had he gone. He was only behind me seconds ago and now he’d simply seem to vanish. I gawked around trying to see if I could figure out where the hell he was. I took a few unsteady steps towards the lounge as I tried my best to find him. Something about this was fun, exciting and it had my blood boiling in the best kind of ways. I guess he was correct, I was a little childish, but I was twenty-one and enjoying life. The fact was, I was experiencing most things for the first time ever. I’d never had this much freedom and now I had it in bundles however I guess it came with a price… being stuck with the task of tracking down a father I barely knew.

  I let out childish scream as Viper jumped out of nowhere tackling me into the lounge. My head thankfully hitting soft cushions and a throw rug, softening the blow of his body crushing mine. Holy hell! I laughed, the school like giggles were no longer being contained. They were bursting out making my body shake. My heart was thudding in my chest and I could barely breath.

  “I said I’m soft Freckles, but if you’re going to continue to push me, I’ll have no choice but to teach you that I’m boss,” he growled his lips contacting mine.

  The taste of salt and blood was more than I could stand. How could this moment be so erotic? The two of us now embracing on his couch blood on his lips and now on mine.

  “Oh, sweet thing, your punishment is going to be so much fun!” he smirked.

  I was fucked. F.U.C.K.E.D fucked!

  CHAPTER TEN

  Punishment

  Viper

  I was going to teach her a lesson. She was clever, fucking clever to put that little lip biting plan into play however while a small part of me wanted to reward her for thinking to quickly, I couldn’t let her get away with it. She drew blood, and while I thought that was hot as fuck along with the little tag game, I played with her, she was going to learn not to mess with me. She was pinned under me, but she was about to be tossed over my knees, her firm ass ripe for the spanking.