by Laura Avery
“What? Why?”
“You need to start getting to sleep at a decent hour.”
“It’s only 9:30,” I pointed out.
“Did I ask for a damn time check, lamb?”
I shook my head softly and then backed into my bed, slowly climbing in. Arguing with him would just start a war I didn’t want to fight right now. I was too exhausted for that, too confused for that.
Jackson pulled the blanket firmly up to my chin and then hit off the lamp by my desk. “Go to sleep, little lamb, you’re going to need a good nights rest.” He backed toward the door. “After all, tomorrow’s day one.”
“Day one of what?” I asked into the blackness.
His white teeth glistened evilly in the darkness. “Your nightmare.”
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CUTTER: RED SIN MC
BY ALEXA RYNN
Copyright 2016 Alexa Rynn, all rights reserved.
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Chapter One
GRACE
The bar was pretty dead that night which was the first thing that rubbed me the wrong way. It wasn't unusual for guys from the club to want and meet me out for a drink. It was a super public gesture after all, and if they were trying to prove they had nothing to do with a crime they would want to be seen. Unless they were married… sometimes the married ones wanted to avoid public altogether.
Still, the bar had been too dead.
The door slammed shut behind me and the image of a coffin being pushed shut flashed through my mind for some reason. Something about it had felt… completely wrong.
But Ace had texted me, asking to meet him here, just like I'd done a million nights before. He was one of the safest clients I had. So, where the hell was he?
"You must be Grace." A man approached me from the right.
I jumped a little and then cursed myself. Two years into this you would think I'd know not to show any fear by now. I forced a smile. "Do I know you?" The guy was about twice my size, dressed in all black with longer blonde hair. I searched his arms for tattoos, for any signs of who he was or what motorcycle club he was affiliated with.
I had never seen him with any of the Red Sin members before but that didn't mean much, they had a lot of members. Plus dozens more on guest or probation periods.
It was no use. No flesh had been exposed.
Another warning?
He smiled. "I'm Fire, Ace sent me. He should be here any second, he got caught up doing something." He looked me up and down, his eyes pausing on my short skirt. "Can I get you a drink?"
Ace was never late. Not once in the last year.
I glanced around the bar. "I'm not sure anyone is working."
Fire chuckled and placed his hand on my back, guiding me further into the room. "That's okay, I ordered you something already." I noticed a pink liquid sitting on the edge of the bar.
Who knew what was in it.
The door to the bar swung open and I glanced behind me, hoping I would see Ace but it was a few other guys. Relief washed over me for a second, this was Red Sin territory, and if this guy wasn't with them they would know. Both dressed in black, they paused by the door and stared at us.
"I was starting to think you guys weren't coming." There was an edge in Fire's voice, an annoyance that told me the guys were going to pay for being late later on.
"Sorry," the first man said. He was older, bald with a long skull tattoo starting at his chin and wrapping around his neck. "You know we wouldn't miss this. Wouldn't want to let Ace down."
He and the second guy shot each other an amused look and then Skull turned around and clicked the lock over on the door. Stupid, how could I have been so stupid? I had spent months avoiding situations just like this one.
"Ace usually discusses it with me beforehand if it's going to be a group affair." I tried to keep my voice calm, the sooner they realized I was on to them the sooner they would stop being polite.
"Oh, I'm sure it just slipped his mind." The third man said. They were all right behind me now, too close. "Here, let me make you more comfortable."
He yanked my jacket off me roughly then tossed it onto the bar. "Damn, no wonder everyone goes crazy for that ass." He slapped it through my skirt.
"Let me see," Skull demanded. "Oh, yeah, that's nice." He gave it a squeeze while he and the other guy chuckled. "I bet it would look even better with my tongue between those cheeks." More laughing.
I pulled away from their touch.
"Gentleman," Fire snapped. "Where are your manners?" He looked from them to me and then down to my ass. He took his finger and traced it along the outline of my tank and bra. "You'll have to excuse my friends here, they are still learning about how one should address a woman such as yourself."
His fingers felt like slime on my skin.
"So how should we address you?" Fire continued. "Do you prefer slut or whore?" The two other guys busted out in fits of laughter. Fire glanced at them, happy that they were hanging on his every word.
They were done playing nice.
I knew it was a long shot but I made a run for it anyway. Skull had me by the back of my hair within seconds and slammed my back against the bar. "Where do you think you're going, bitch?" He leaned down and licked me across the face, grinning.
Fire turned to the other guy. "Get the shades." The guy scurried off to close the blinds. "Let me see her, Skull," Fire snapped, coming closer to us. "Remember the rules, I get to have my fun first."
Skull backed away, looking impatient.
Fire got closer to me and pushed a piece of hair behind my ear. "Are you going to fight?" He leaned in closer to me and whispered. "I love it when they fight."
I tried to control the water forming behind my eyes.
I pushed him off me and lunged for my jacket on the other side of the bar. "YES!" Fire screamed, snatching me by the neck and yanking me back. "YES! FIGHT, BABY, FIGHT!" He laughed loudly, an evil and thrilling look in his eyes. "THAT GETS ME SO HOT!"
He shoved his crotch against me to prove his point.
"Whoa, look at what we have here, boss." Skull had searched my jacket and found the small gun I carried on me. "Looks like our little whore was going to try and shoot you."
Fire looked at the gun then back at me. "Is that so? Were you going to try and shoot your daddy, whore?" He smacked me across the face and when I gasped he laughed then did it again. "What's wrong? Isn't that how you like it? Rough and hard?"
The guy who had been closing the blinds reappeared and shook his head. "No, remember, boss, she's a fake whore. Word on the street is that all those rumors about how crazy she is in bed are just that… rumors.” He moved closer to me. “I’m not so sure, though, she needs a little test run.”
He was right, but I didn't know how he knew. I didn't care that from the outside it looked like I was sleeping with an entire MC. The truth was a hell of a lot less thrilling.
Red Sin members paid me to pretend that I had been with them at times they were really off committing crimes. Or to be seen out with me at times they knew for sure certain things would be taking place.
It was pretty smart, actually. I'd gotten tons of members out of jail time because of it in the past few years.
F
ire nodded. "Only a bunch of frauds would allow that. That's why she fucks around with a bunch of pussies, if she came over to The Misfits she would know what it felt like to fuck around with some real men."
Dread came over my body as I realized they were a part of The Misfits, the rival gang of most of my clients. I had made the decision to only mess around with members of the Red Sin from the beginning. It just made sense. They had been the biggest and fasting growing MC gang in the state.
"You're part of the Misfits?" I somehow found words.
"That's right," Fire said. "And what's a better way to spend a Friday night then fucking the shit out of Red Sin's whore in one of their bars?" They all laughed again.
"Now turn around and take it like a good whore," Skull yelled.
Fire grabbed me and swung me around, pushing my face down on the hard surface of the bar. It was only then that I saw Earl, the owner, tied up and gagged bloody in the corner.
Fire yanked my skirt up and pulled my panties down to my knees. "I'm not sure you've ever had a cock this big before, bitch, hope you don't cry too much." Then he paused. "Oh, who am I kidding? I hope you do!"
They all laughed and howled and I heard Fire's belt buckle jingle as he undid his pants.
"I call next," Skull announced.
I struggled and Fire knocked me in the back of the head so hard that the room started to spin. I couldn't believe this was happening, all those years of avoiding situations exactly like this.
And now it was over, all over.
Chapter Two
CUTTER
"Oh my God, baby, yes. YES. YES!" The blonde leaned over the balcony and shook her ass up and down in the air. "Your dick feels so damn good in this pussy, baby."
I had railed this chick all damn night and she still wanted more. Not that I was complaining but she talked too damn much. Just let me get the fuck off and shut the hell up. Clearly, I was dominating that pussy or she wouldn't have cum four times already.
I dug my cock harder into her and she gasped. "Oh, Cutter, you're bad."
Yeah, no fucking kidding.
She talked too damn much. I knew she wasn't a good girl when I brought her upstairs from the bar but my options had been slim and I had been too fucking horny to go home and jerk off alone. She didn't have the whole innocent thing going on, she had the whole desperate thing down, though.
She opened her chicken mouth again and I put my hand over her mouth, stopping her from saying another word. At this point, I was never going to cum if she didn't shut the hell up.
She moaned against my hand, totally into what I was feeding her. I tightened my grip and plowed my throbbing bulge deeper into her, imagining that she was a good girl who was giving me a part of herself she rarely gave to anyone else.
The image was enough to set me over the edge and I pulled out, exploding all over her ass with one final thrust. When I was sucked dry, I pulled back and opened the sliding glass door, heading back inside without waiting for her.
I grabbed my jeans off the floor and pulled them on then threw my leather jacket over my t-shirt. Time to get the hell out of there. Whatever her name was appeared at the back door, giggling. "That was so great."
"Uh-huh," I said, even though it had been average.
She stepped inside and grabbed her panties off the floor, pulling them up over her skinny thighs. "So, when can I see you again?" She glanced around the room then took her bra off a lampshade when she spotted it.
I ran my hand through my dark hair. "You can't."
She swung around, forgetting about her half on bra for the moment. "Excuse me?" The eyes that were just flirty and filled with pleasure seconds ago now looked like little slits filled with ice.
Why did they always act so damn shocked when I told them what it was? What the hell did she think was going to happen, that I was going to follow her up to her hotel room, fuck the shit out of her, and then actually want to settle down with her and start a relationship?
What a fucking joke.
I rolled my eyes. "Don't act all surprised, please."
"You slept with me and you don't want to see me again?"
I smirked. "How about a thank you for being honest?"
Her mouth hung open and I glanced around her room, looking for my other boot. "Let's not play this game. I could promise you I'd call when I have no intention to or we could both just part ways and accept this night for what it was. I got to have average sex with an MC groupie and you get to brag about being railed on your balcony by the great Cutter Ford."
"You…" She took a step forward and opened her mouth. But then she must have thought better of who she was talking to because she snapped it shut again and looked away from me.
She was smarter than I thought.
The stupid ones got mouthy with me after. That was never a good idea because the ones who got mouthy got humiliated around town for months. I told my brothers everything, especially when a girl went all crazy just because I wouldn't fuck her anymore.
She dropped on the bed, defeated.
I smirked. "Yeah, that's what I thought."
I slammed the door shut behind me and headed back downstairs.
God, it felt good to be bad.
Chapter Three
GRACE
I could feel Fire's gross and long dick all hard against my ass cheeks. I tried to wiggle further away from him but it just aided his cause, making him more excited. He hadn't been kidding about loving the struggle.
"Get ready for the ride of your life," Fire sneered.
More hoots and howls followed by his brothers.
And then a shot rang out in the bar.
It was so loud that the glasses on the other side of the bar shook rapidly. At first, I was sure that it was one of The Misfits trying to scare me even more but when Fire's grip loosened on me I didn't waste any time turning around. Fire, Skull, and the other guy looked stunned, unsure of what the hell was happening.
That made four of us.
I followed their gaze across the room and felt my knees buckle.
Cutter Ford.
Up until that moment, he had always been a myth. The youngest vice president in the history of the Red Sins, he was more often heard about than seen. I had never been this close to him before, he rolled with a huge crew. A crew that made it hard for anyone to get near him, even someone with the connections I had.
"Ah, Fire Shepard," Cutter's voice sounded so dark that if he hadn't just saved me from a brutal rape I might have been just as terrified of him as I was of Fire.
Cutter took a step toward the men, spinning the gun around his index finger by the handle so fast that it was making me dizzy. "Do what do I owe this pleasant surprise? You missed me so much that you just had to get down here and pay me a little visit?"
Fire shot his brothers a look. "Cutter, I was under the impression you were in New York this weekend." Skull looked down at the ground, ashamed that he had delivered false information.
"That's because I wanted you to think that." Cutter's eyes landed on me for the first time. He took in my torn clothes and fucked up face. "So, you thought since I was out of town you'd come down here and have a little fun with some of our property, is that it?"
I cringed. I hated when they referred to me as their property because I wasn't. I said who, what, where, and when. But I figured now probably wasn't the best time to bring that up.
Fire shook his head. "Nope. She made it out like she was freelance."
Cutter's dark eyes landed on my terrified expression again. "Is that so?" He motioned for me to move closer to him with his gun. "Grace, get over here." His eyes weren't on me anymore but on Fire. He was begging him to challenge him, begging him to make a move that would give him any excuse to pull that trigger on him.
I was shocked Cutter even knew my name, let alone had come to my rescue. He'd never even looked at me before and we had been in the same room plenty of times in the past. Even if it was at a distance.
I inched awa
y from them slowly.
When I reached Cutter, I pulled my panties up slowly.
So humiliating.
Cutter continued swinging his gun around his finger. "Here's my problem, fellas, I find you in one of my bars with one of my girls… doing unthinkable things. And I'm supposed to just let you walk out of here with what? A warning?"
My heart skipped a beat when he said one of my girls.
Skull glanced at Fire. "We were just having a little fun."
Fire's fists were clenched at his sides. You could tell he wanted to throw the first punch, to turn this into a full on brawl but Cutter already had a gun out. And, more importantly, walking into a bar in Red Sin territory and going after their vice president was sure to start an all-out war between the two clubs.
Fire wasn't that important to the Misfits.
He was sure to get punished severely for a move like that.
Fire glanced at me, the evilness from his eyes was gone, now they just looked empty. "Look…"
But before he could get a word out Cutter cocked the gun back and fired off a shot, hitting Skull right in the middle of his leg. It wasn't intended to be a kill shot, just to send a message.
I gasped and looked away. I had never seen so much blood in my life.
Skull dropped to the ground, clutching his leg and crying out.
Fire reached for the side of his coat and Cutter jiggled his gun in midair. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Fire paused then, thinking better of it, and pulled his hand back up.
"What the fuck," Skull cried from the ground. "My leg!"
"Just a little reminder," Cutter called out. "That the next time a woman is screaming like that, she isn't having any fucking fun." He looked back up at Fire. "Now get the fuck out of here, you're lucky I'm in a good mood or I'd take you out in a plastic bag."
The third guy grabbed Snake by the arm and started to help him wobble out. Fire waited until they were at the door before he slowly followed. He didn't say a word the entire time, didn't even look at Cutter again until he reached the door.
