Welcome to Hell (Ops Warriors Book 7)

by Harley McRide

  “You are a goddess, made for us,” Shark said huskily, putting his hands under her hips, pulling her closer, then placing her legs over his shoulders. “Fucking goddess.”

  Shark’s mouth touched her plump lower lips, and he ran his tongue up her slit slowly. She whimpered, and she could feel him grin against her pussy. Then he surprised her by sucking her clit into his mouth fast.

  “Shit,” Rebel yelled, and Blade raised his head and looked down.

  “You have no idea how sexy this is, watching Shark taste you. I can’t wait until I get to do that again, I can remember your sweet honey on my lips, but right now, your luscious breasts are where I need to focus,” Blade whispered, then ran a hand up and cupped her full breast.

  He ran his thumb over her nipple, and she almost came off the bed. Rebel basked in the pleasure of her nipples receiving attention as Shark focused on her clit.

  As her men performed magic with their mouths, her nerves tingled with lust. She reached up, pulled Blade's head down, and kissed him passionately, needing to feel their connection. She demanded his passion, and he gave it to her freely. The fever burned hot as she felt Shark insert a finger into her pussy while he continued his assault on her clit.

  Rebel squirmed against Shark’s lips as he tried to drive her to a fast orgasm. Blade kissed down her neck and back to her breast. It only took him licking the tip of her nipple to make her scream a release. Shark continued to torture her clit until she was ready to go over again and he finally pulled back.

  “I can’t wait,” Shark said, and Blade raised his head and nodded.

  Shark rose, put a condom on, and positioned himself between her legs, then whispered, “Wrap those legs around me.”

  Anxious to have him inside me, Rebel complied. She could feel his back muscles against her feet. She waited for him to enter her, but instead, he paused and smiled down at her.

  “I love you,” he said, and Rebel felt the tears gathering in her eyes.

  “I love you both,” she whispered, and Blade looked down at her with nothing but love in his eyes and kissed her gently.

  As Blade took her mouth, Shark slowly entered her. He held her still to make sure she was ready before he began to move, she was sore, and he seemed to know it; however, she didn’t care, she wasn’t that sore. When he felt her relax, Shark pulled out slowly and then slid back into her as Blade continued to kiss her, touching her nipples, teasing them with his hands at the same luxurious pace as Shark.

  Finally, Rebel tore her mouth from Blade's and yelled, “Dammit, Shark, faster.”

  She heard him chuckle and say, “I was holding back to please you.”

  “No, faster please,” she whispered, and Shark growled, grabbed her hips, and began to move in earnest.

  Burning out of control, she rocked her hips in the same rhythm of his cock. Frantic to feel her release she bucked against him. When he reached up and rubbed her clit at the same time, Rebel screamed, and her pussy clamped down on Shark. He continued to prolong her orgasm by stroking her and pounding into her. She spiraled out of control as he came.

  Rebel was still panting, needing another release, and as he pulled out, she protested when Blade whispered, “I got you, baby.”

  He rolled on his back taking her with him. She looked down at him and smiled. “Oh yeah,” she whispered, loving the feel of being in control, finally.

  “Take what you need, sweetheart,” Blade whispered and kissed her. She moved and shifted until she felt his cock at her opening. Rebel slid down on him and gasped at the feelings. She had never been on top, but she liked it, pushing back until he was fully seated in her.

  Rebel felt Shark touching her back and moaned as he ran a hand over her ass. “I am gonna stretch you a little while you get what you need from Blade, this is for later, I can’t get enough of you.”

  She could only nod. She allowed him to push her chest down. Rebel kissed Blade again and moved her hips slowly at first, allowing Shark time to open the lube and pour some down her backside. Fuck, she gasped at the coldness, but it soon warmed up.

  Shark ran a finger around her back hole as she moved on Blade, taking him in her and then using her muscles to grip him as he slid out.

  In her position, the friction from Blade's stomach grinding against her clit, made Rebel feel more and more needy. When Shark pushed a finger into her ass, she moaned and moved faster. It pinched a little, but she loved the feeling of having them both in her. Rebel wished it were Shark’s cock as she moved faster. Thinking about yesterday, about how it made her feel.

  Blade held her hips as she moved faster, reaching to feel her release yet again. Rebel felt him rising up to meet her as she impaled herself on his cock again and again. When she felt the burn of a second finger being put into her ass, she couldn’t stop yelling and thrusting until she felt Blade tense and yell that he was going to come. They fell over the cliff together, holding themselves as they climaxed.

  Rebel fell onto Blade's chest unable to speak as Shark slid his fingers slowly out of her ass, and then Blade moved her enough to slip from under her, getting up to remove his condom. She heard the water running, and when she felt the warm cloth cleaning her, she tried to raise her head.

  “Shhh,” Shark said and then finished, “we need a nap before we go again. And, sweetheart, I am so not done with you yet.”

  Rebel smiled when she heard Blade's agreement and snuggled in between her men. She felt content and relaxed, allowing herself to drift off as they settled on either side of her, right where they belonged.

  The last thought to run through her head was, damn, they’d forgot about the scarves. Maybe she should get several sets to put around the room. These guys were too single-minded.

  Epilogue

  Creed and the rest of the club listened while Fork, Easy, and Cajun told them what happened. They also told them that Shark and Blade weren’t going to be available for the next week or so, and they explained why.

  “So they sat back…” Poke said slowly.

  “Man, they were toasting when he bit it. The fucking PI walked in like a second later and freaked out, shit, he practically ran from the bar. The rest of those pricks, they all pulled out their phones and started calling someone. Don’t know who, but Rebel said the bar belonged to someone Pete knew. Pretty sure we need to find out who, we do not need another fucking problem. I gotta tell you though, Rebel with Shady, man, we need to get a fucking shock collar for them, they can seriously do some damage if they are let loose,” Easy said, smiling and shaking his head.

  “Georgie said her bike is gonna be done in another few days, they just modified the one they were working on, it was for the floor anyway.” Bear smiled and shook his head. “We do not envy you men at all.”

  “We really need to get a handle on these women. They’re going to put us outta business if they keep killing people. I mean, come on, we didn’t even get to shoot anyone,” Cajun grumbled.

  “Don’t think that’s gonna be a problem,” Creed said and then looked around the room. “The group is leaving tomorrow to meet with the Black Hawks and get Jas. The shit is about to hit the fan, boys, and it’s time for the Warriors to get their own revenge.”

  The men pounded on the tables and yelled their agreement. That bitch was going down, and she was going down fucking hard. Outside of the building, everything was quiet. The Furies’ and the Warriors’ compounds were locked up tight. Which was why none of them saw the woman dumped in front of the Warriors’ gate. In the end, she was going to be their Breaking Point.

  Books by Harley McRide

  Ops Warriors MC

  Sharing Freedom

  Bringing Harmony

  Shady

  Hell Froze Over

  Tasered

  Property Of...

  Welcome to Hell

  Lady Riders

  Rain Falls

  Treats Aren’t Always Sweet

  Broken Wings

  Baby Bear

  Furies

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  Shattered

  Scorched

  Costa Nostra

  Capo Ricco

  Underboss Raphael

  KO Ink

  Co-authored w/Carson Mackenzie

  Vengeance

  Pierced & Inked

  Brawn & Brazen

  Cuffed & Briefed

  Tatted and Tamed

  Dazzled and Dazed – Coming 2017

  Pampered and Pinned – Coming 2017

  Justice – Coming 2017

  The Titans of South Side

  Co-authored w/Carson Mackenzie

  Smoked and Smitten

  Breaking and Entering – Coming 2017

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  Excerpt from Rain Falls

  Lady Riders Book One

  By Harley McRide

  “Dammit. She’s trouble, but I gotta say even though I fucking hate to admit it, she is the good kind of trouble. I’ve always known it. Case in point, that bullshit we just heard, she is gonna need us at her back.” Knight went back to tattooing, his attitude worse than normal. It pissed him off knowing Rain would never have thought to confide in him.

  “Yeah. Seems to me she’s the right kind of trouble. Damn that ass…” Charro said, and Knight paused for a second, an idea was beginning to form, but Charro just didn’t know yet.

  “Pain in the ass. Fuckin’ huge. We need to cut her loose before she brings this shitstorm down on us.” Knight saw Kink walk up.

  “What the fuck? She fucked up, but seriously are you going to sit there telling me you haven’t ever fucked up? Gotta get her the fuck out and figure out what the hell we’re gonna do about this shit. The chick before was a selfish bitch, she admitted it, but that isn’t who she is now. You and I both know it. The others, yeah, we may need to do some convincing ‘cause the crap we have been dealing with is fresh,” Kink said and looked at the ceiling. “Some of the guys don’t even want the Lady Riders to even exist, they are just humoring them, but I have seen them in action, all of them, and they are mean as fuck and can handle a lot of crap,” Kink said to the two men and both were silent trying to think about what they’d just heard.

  Knight wasn’t sure how the fuck he felt, Rain was a pain in the ass, but Charro was right, he could feel it, one man wasn’t going to handle her alone. To be truthful, he didn’t want to, he had already come to terms with the fact he liked ménages but had never found anyone he would be willing to share a woman with. But as he sat and thought about it, Charro was a man he trusted, someone he knew would always have his back, he had proved it. They just needed to see if they could deal with it, and it wasn’t a conversation to have with him in front of Kink.

  “Don’t you think that’s a little hard? You told her it wasn’t her fault,” Charro, the pathetic bastard, spoke. Knight shook his head but continued shading in the skull on Charro’s forearm.

  “She was a spoiled rich bitch, but she kept that shit from the club, it could go either way, man. Got herself in a bind, and instead of trusting us to help her, she kept quiet, the guys won’t be happy with that shit. Hell, it’s a wonder Shady didn’t slit her throat right there and then today. She’s gone from the clubhouse until we can figure this shit out. Knight, since you are here and decided to stay, you need to know she will be here too. If that is going to be a problem, man, tell me now. If not, I need your help.”

  “Hold up, that shit goes to vote, Kink.” Knight had stopped, and for some reason spoke up, “We are going to have to move real fast to get that stopped.”

  “Yeah, I know, that is why I need your ass to step up. Jesus, do you think you can think with your big head and not your little one for three seconds?” Kink’s pissy attitude had Knight and Charro bowing up. Charro was pissed too about the whole situation and Kink didn’t have the energy or time to wonder why.

  “Fuck this, when you make up your mind let me the fuck know.” Kink took off to the back, mumbling and cussing. He didn’t want her tossed out, shit it was gonna suck going in by himself with this shit. The Ladies should have her back, by the sounds of it though they didn’t. As fucked up as it was, it was a test to see how they’d handle the hierarchy of managing a club, the guys would be watching. If they united and stood for her, then maybe they had their shit together. If not, their club would be the next to be sent packing. He knew Creed and Fork, they would use this as a test, hell, they might even seriously want Rain out, but either way, he was going to do his best to make sure that didn’t happen.

  About the Author

  Harley grew up in Iowa, moving from place to place with her single mother until she was twelve. She now calls the Mountain West her home. The small town she resides in, with the population just over 10,000, makes it perfect for her and her husband to hit the open road when the mood arises.

  Now that her kids are grown and in college, she and her husband have the time to enjoy the great outdoors, traveling, and riding to places they’ve never been.

  Writing has been the last piece of her life to complete the circle. Harley enjoys bringing two of her passions together, writing and motorcycles, sharing with readers in the hope they will enjoy the stories as much as she enjoys writing them.

  When her life feels as though it is becoming overwhelming, she can always count on her mother, Mama McRide, to bring it back to balance by keeping her on her toes and focusing on what is important – living life to its fullest.