by KJ Dahlen
Sara and the group all looked over.
Deke stepped closer to Raine while looking concerned.
Raine looked like he’d gotten bad news. “We will be there.” He swiped his phone. “Someone shot up my house,” he told them all.
Sara gasped and placed her hand over her mouth.
“What?” Hound asked.
Raine looked enraged. “They pelted it with bullets. Barnes Copeland is at the scene. I’ve got to meet them there.”
“Dusty?” Cricket looked white.
“He’s okay. He was at Gambler’s remember?” Raine replied.
“Well, he isn’t safe there either.” Deke pulled out his phone, tapped it and said, “You need to be at Gambler’s ASAP!” He looked up at Raine. “Do we know if Paige is there?”
Raine nodded. “Yeah, she’s with Dusty.”
“Oh, god!” Cricket was shaking.
Deke nodded but he looked grim. “Wiley, you get Chance and then send Bowie to Judge’s place. Take Dusty, Paige and Sage to the compound.”
Sara looked between them all. Who was Dusty and Paige and Sage? She didn’t want to ask right now, as they all looked so upset.
Hound grabbed her arm. “Let’s get home.”
“Nope.” Deke swiped his screen closed. “All of you are to go to the compound. All the Moores, even your mom. We take no more chances until we find out who is doing this.” He looked over at two of the men who stood there. “You two stay here and escort Gambler to the compound too. Tell him Deke’s orders or he can call me, but he goes nowhere alone.”
Sara looked at him then at Hound.
“Storm and Trader follow these two there,” Deke ordered.
The two men nodded and got onto their bikes.
Sara was totally confused. “I thought you believed it was my brother?”
Deke stared at her, but said nothing.
“Well, we might have been wrong as we have some conflicting evidence now,” Bones supplied the answer. “A Zipper got some video feed.”
Hound seemed to pause then he nodded at Deke and tugged her to his bike.
“Who is Paige Dusty and Sage?” Sara asked him.
“Gambler’s son, Raine’s wife and Judge’s woman.” He lifted her up and planted her on the bike like she was a doll.
Gasping at his strength, she stared at him.
He paused when he caught her look. “What?”
“Y-you just handled like I weighed nothing.”
He shrugged. “I do what’s needed and get used to it as I will be handling you a lot.” He climbed on and started his Harley.
Sara flushed. The man did just say what he thinks. She almost smiled. This time the roar of engines didn’t bother her. In fact, all the roars seemed normal suddenly. Sara sighed and again, placed her head on his shoulder. She could get used to this. She hugged his waist tightly as they rode away from the hospital.
The trip from the hospital to this so called compound as Deke had called it only took about ten minutes and yes, Sara peeked back to see if she could spot their shadows. They were good as she thought she caught a glimpse of them once or twice but she wasn’t sure.
Her mind went to what Deke and Bones had said. Conflicting evidence? What the hell did that mean? Now, the Moore brothers were all being attacked. She couldn’t figure out what was happening. If it were Derick, why would he attack them? He didn’t even know them.
They came to a huge double gate. Sara now looked behind them and saw the two bikers appear out of nowhere really. She shivered.
Hound raised his hand at the man behind the gate.
Sara stared the man openly had a rifle slung over his shoulder with a strap. Wow. She then watched the gates open and they all roared through.
Sara didn’t know what to expect at a compound but this looked like Club med, not Club Sin’s Bastards.
There was a large parking area with chain around it and there were at least thirty bikes there, parked. The building was brand new looking. She raised her gaze to see men on the roof. Her gaze swung left then right to see four men and cameras 4 of them at the front and she would bet there were more. It was all state of the art. Not a warehouse or some dive but a huge building with high ceilings. And full double doors at the front. Also it seemed to be made of something strange that she couldn’t identify. Some sparkling material that looked like metal yet seemed to be softer than that.
Hound parked.
Two men came out and opened the doors as they trained their rifles at them. Then they lowered them.
“It’s Hound,” one of them announced.
Sara was wide eyed. They all seemed like soldiers at a base or something, though they looked like bikers.
“Uh, Sara girl?” Hound called to her as she sat and stared.
“Yeah?”
“You need to get off the bike, babe.”
Snapping out of her daze, she jumped off. “Sorry. It’s just that...”
He kicked his stand and got off. “What?”
Sara was astounded. “What is this place?”
He stared at her then looked around. “Oh... yeah.” He laughed. “This is a rebuild we did several months ago.”
“How, it must have cost a lot.”
“Yeah, like a half a million.”
She batted her eyes at this figure. “How does an MC make that much money legally?”
“All legally babe. Deke is a powerhouse with money and Cassie is rich beyond counting. She runs the Redemption Houses.”
“The...” Her mouth popped open. “That charitable organization that helps homeless people?”
He nodded and steered her toward the doors. “See, I was in on this remodel. This material of the building is Teflon mixed with a few other compounds and all but a very special type of bullet that is hard to get, cannot penetrate it. Then...” He waved at all the windows. “Bullet proof, all of them.”
Sara gulped as she slowed her walk. “Um, why is it a fortress Hound?”
He shook his head. “Deke wanted it to be impenetrable.”
“But why?”
“Why?” He took her through the steel plated double doors. “For this very reason, that has happened today, Sassy. To protect the club.”
“From what? An army?” She shook her head as he pulled her through what seemed to be an atrium. Full of plants and flowers. “An MC with flowers?”
He laughed. “Cassie, Melora, Cricket, Reva and a few others did this. Deke lost that round.”
Then she stopped at the next sight and her gaze rose up along the large walls. She stared. “What the?”
Hound followed her gaze upward. “Oh, yes...Meet Rufus and Diablo.”
Sara couldn’t get take her eyes from the huge wall murals. A tiger and a lion.
“Welcome to Sin’s Bastards,” a female voice spoke from behind them.
Chapter Eleven
Hound and Sara turned.
“Hello Miss Basssette, it is good to finally meet you.” Cassie walked over to where they stood.
Hound opened his mouth to correct her, when Sara stepped forward and announced, “It’s... Mrs. Moore.” She giggled a little nervously. “...Sara Moore.”
Hound’s mouth popped open at this bold statement. Well, fuck. She accepted it finally? He was floored.
Cassie took her hand then caught his shocked expression. “So, is this news to you Hound?”
Both women turned to stare at him.
He picked up his jaw then spoke, “Hell no. I have been announcing it all over town, but she wouldn’t...” His voice fell away at the huge grins both women wore. He shook his head and put his hands into his jean pockets. He was too smart to fall into this. Two women who were sassy and helluva smart just like his ma. No way. He knew better to engage.
They both laughed.
“I’m Cassie Tory, Sara and I see you have met Rufus and Diablo.”
Sara nodded as she again, peered up at the cats. “You must have paid plenty for this artist.”
Hound
chuckled.
Sara glanced over at him in confusion.
“No, it cost absolutely nothing really,” Cassie replied.
“Cassie is the artist Sara,” Hound informed her.
“Oh!” Sara looked back at her. “Wow...”
Cassie shrugged. “They are protectors of a sort.” She smiled.
Hound stepped closer to the women. “I’m going to take her to my room now. She needs... sleep.”
Sara looked over at him.
“I have been kept up to date by Deke.” Cassie nodded. “I’m sorry to hear about the bakery.”
Sara felt saddened suddenly.
Hound took her hand. “She will be up and running in no time.”
Sara looked up at him. “What?”
“I told you we had properties and as soon as this danger has passed, I will take you over to a couple and show you.”
“But—?”
Hound tugged her along the wide hallway. “What did I say about buts?” he mouthed off.
“Well, I’m looking at one right now that I might just kick!” Sara snapped back as she was dragged behind him.
Cassie burst into laughter as they moved away.
Hound tugged her down and to the bunkers as Sam aka Bones called them. Though they weren’t that basic. When they remodeled the compound, they had added luxuries for the men. Full rooms that weren’t small like they used to be.
He stopped at the door and punched in his code.
Sara peered around him. “Where are we?”
“My room,” he told her as the door popped open.
“But why is it key padded?” she asked as she came into the room behind him.
“Deke had that installed. When we are in lockdown, all these doors can only be accessed by the owner of the room they go to. If our women are in one, she will be safe from anyone getting into the room at her.”
Sara halted her steps looking stunned. “That has happened before?”
He turned and shut the door. “Yes, it has. It happened to Cassie years ago or so I’ve been told.”
“What?”
He nodded as he moved to the small fridge. “A man took her while she was pregnant. I don’t know all the details. But there had been several breaches over the years and when Deke decided to remodel, he put in a lot of safe guards.” Hound paused as he got a bottle of juice from the well-stocked fridge. “I never understood it. His overprotective nature when it came to his wife and kids.” He looked over at Sara.” But I get it now.”
Sara stared at him and blinked. “Get what?”
He set the juice on the small bar and walked over to her. Grabbing her up, he placed his lips to hers. “Caring about someone so much that the thought of them hurt or in pain makes you feel such misery that you never want to take a chance on it happening again.” He then smothered her lips with his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her hard.
He took her into his arms and smoothed her hair with his hands. “We can just take it slow.”
Reaching her hand down, she grabbed his package. “No, I want more of what you gave me last night.”
Hound felt like his throat had suddenly closed up. The way she said it made him feel supreme. It was odd as he didn’t really know Sara up until a couple of days ago really, but he felt like he knew her already. His cock throbbed, as it wanted to know her even better.
He unbuttoned her blouse as she lifted his shirt. They worked in tandem, him peeling her blouse away as she peeled his shirt away.
He was so hot for this woman immediately and he lifted her breasts from her bra, because couldn’t wait to have them. He wanted to see them, feel them and suck on them. He had a taste last night in the dark while half asleep but he would have it all now.
Her hands reached down unbuttoning and unzipping his pants as he lowered his mouth to a nipple and sucked it into his mouth.
As though she’d suddenly become helpless, her hands dropped away as her head fell back. “Ohh.” She sighed breathlessly.
Hound grew hard and he tugged her pants from her, then divested himself of his clothes, all while he was kissing her sweet mouth. Their tongues sparred and slid together with a sweet synchronicity. He was on fire, but had to remember that he intended to show this woman how it could be between them.
The woman tasted so delicious, her flavor caressed his tongue like nothing he’d tasted before. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He fully intended to honor her in a way she never dreamed. At the moment, he felt like he would never get enough.
Laying her down, he literally tore her panties from her and spread her thighs open. With no hesitation at all, he latched onto her entire mound with his now hungry mouth. Yes, this tasted just as good as her mouth did. His cock throbbed more and he knew he needed to slow his selfish agenda down in order to pleasure this woman like he’d never taken the time to do with anyone before.
This was a first for Hound, as all his life he had never had to charm, seduce or beg for sex from women. He never earned what was offered to him daily. This was the first time he’d set his own pleasure aside to please someone else.
He licked her delicately and slowly as she grabbed his thick dark hair and held him in place. Like I would leave, he thought with humor. He toyed with her button and dipped his tongue into her pussy with a leisurely pace.
Her pants grew loud and her body grew rigid.
Hound freed himself from her grasp and tore his mouth away from her pulsing clit.
“No!” she shouted. “Whatever that was—keep doing it!”
He rose up and gave her a wicked smile. “You haven’t ever had this done to you right?”
Sara was breathing heavily. “No... never. You know I never had—Oh, God. Just please!”
He shook his head and placed his hands on her thighs rubbing them with a firm grasping of his fingers. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Sara?” He kneaded her thighs as he loved the feel of her silky skin under his fingers.”
Gulping, she shook her head. “No, I mean I’m sort of fat you know?”
Hound was jolted with surprise. “Fat?” His shocked voice echoed in the room.
“Uh-uh.”
“Who told you that?” He reached down and played with her clit with one hand then grasped an erect nipple with the other, caressing both spots for a few minutes while her panting grew again. “Cause I will go and kick their ass.”
“I–no one but I am.”
Halting, Hound grabbed her up while sitting on the bed, raising her above his now very hard, erected cock.
“Oh!” she shouted at the abrupt change in position.
“You are a woman filled out,” he licked at a nipple, “with the best curves I’ve ever seen.” Hound used his strong arms to hold her at the tip of his very stiff member. “And I am going to show you just how much I want you. But I am going to do this very slowly, ok?” he warned her and himself. “I should have been easier on you last night if I had known. So, reach down and spread that sweet pussy wide for me.”
Sara paused at his very illicit words.
Yes, he knew no one had ever talked to her like this before or done any of this. He felt so satisfied to be the very first in all ways with her, he intended to show her what it could be like.
Nodding, while her hands shook, she finally did so.
With precise deliberation, he slid her a little at a time, down onto his standing cock.
“Unh...” she breathed out with a shudder, her entire body quaking.
Hard inch by inch, he funneled her down, his arms felt the exertion, but he held steady.
“Ahh,” she whispered with an almost pained tone. “You are so huge.” She moaned low in her throat.
His cock throbbed with the sound. He’d never felt so turned on in his life as her sweet silken wet core slowly swallowed him up.
Finally, she was entirely full with him. He wanted to rise up and fuck her like mad, but instead, he held her in place.
“It—feels—so—gooo
d,” she stuttered with gasping breaths.
Raising her up, just as slow as he’d slid her down, he moved her over every inch again with a slow precision.
“My, God!” she shouted. “It’s too m-much!” Her voice cracked as she shivered in his grasp. “I have never felt—”
Hound had to smile with satisfaction as he decided to change gears when he had her at the tip of himself again, he slammed her hips downward with a fierce shoving. She slid down and over him with a resounding slap of skin meeting skin.
“Ohh!” she whimpered as her body coiled her torso stretching upward with a wave of rippling pleasure.
Hound could feel her walls tighten around his shaft like a velvet grip of heat. The exquisite feel of her climaxing around his overly swollen cock, caused him to explode before he even realized it.
Sara let out a scream as her body convulsed.
Hound had to adjust his grip on her hips to keep her from flying from his grasp. She sounded like she was hyperventilating and her body quivered badly, as he held her tight.
Sara collapsed forward and he allowed her to slip to the bed.
“Uh-uh-uh.” She sounded incoherent.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a hushed tone. He hoped it wasn’t too much too soon after what happened last night.
Gulping for air, she started to laugh and cough.
Concerned, Hound flipped her over.
Her face was flushed her cheeks nearly crimson as her arms were flung out above her head. “Wow!” she shouted with glee as tears rolled from her eyes.
Hound must have looked startled by her yelling, because she started to laugh uproariously.
At her nearly hysterical laughter, he stilled. He didn’t think he ever saw someone laugh and cry at the same time.
“I never knew that— a man could feel so much better than that vibrator!” Sara wept and giggled simultaneously.
Hound blinked. “Well, I would hope so and that’s another thing. You are throwing that shitty thing away immediately.”
Sara laughed even harder as tears leaked from her eyes. She grabbed him up and pulled him closer. “You made me feel...”
Hound waited to hear what he’d made her feel.
“Happy. Duggan Moore. In the middle of the worst time in my life. You made me feel so good. Such...” She swallowed heavily. “...Joy. How can that be?”
