When Clubs Collide

by Jacqueline Sinclair

  Once his cock was freed, it laid between Moon’s legs, hard, and she could feel the heat of its touch. In one fluid motion, Ghost pushed his hips forward, and his cock slid through Moon’s folds. She moaned and squeezed, and he groaned as she tightened on his length.

  “Tell me you’re ready.”

  “Yes, take me,” Moon whispered, then gasped when he dipped his head and bit her lower lip. Ghost’s tongue laved over the spot to lessen the sting.

  “Did you miss me, Luna?” Ghost asked, using her real name as he rocked his hips and slid his cock back and forth. The friction had Moon’s head leaning back until it rested against the door.

  “Please, Brax,” Moon moaned when the head of his cock stopped against her clit. She rotated her hips to try to ease the ache.

  “You’re wet for me?” Ghost leaned in and whispered in her ear, and the only thing Moon could do was nod. “So wet, my dick is slick with your juices. I don’t know what I want more, to fuck you or lay you down, spread you wide, and put my mouth on you to get a taste.”

  Moon became wetter with each word Ghost said. She was to the point where she didn’t care which as long as she got some relief.

  “Either, I just need to come,” Moon panted out as Ghost sucked her earlobe into his mouth, then let go and swirled his tongue around the outline of her ear.

  “My woman’s pussy is greedy. I can feel it trying to suck my cock in. I like that. So I guess you’re going to have to wait for my mouth because I can’t wait to feel that pussy stretched around my cock.” Ghost paused and raised his head. “Shit, I gotta grab a condom.” He reached for his wallet and Moon stopped him when she grabbed his arm.

  “You don’t need it. Fuck me, I need to feel you filling me.”

  “You sure?”

  “Yes, I’m sure. Damn, Ghost, fuck me!” She’d explain later why they didn’t need the condom.

  Ghost moved his cock, sliding through Moon’s wetness until the head was at her entrance. And with one thrust of his hips, he pushed into the hilt, and Moon’s back arched. He held still long enough to allow her to adjust to his size and then he pulled out and thrust in again.

  Moon rolled her hips and flexed, tightening her pussy around him. His hands gripped her hard enough that there would surely be bruises, but it would be so worth the feeling Moon was experiencing.

  “You fit like a glove and are so warm and wet. Your pussy was made for me, Luna.”

  Moon moaned as Ghost picked up speed. He began to bring her down as he thrust up. As he continued to pound into her, the only things heard in the room were her moans, his groans, and the slapping of skin each time Moon’s body made contact with the door.

  “I’m so close!” Moon yelled.

  “Me too, baby. Take us over.”

  Moon laid her forehead on his shoulder as Ghost reached one of his hands between them and rubbed Moon’s swollen clit, matching the speed of his thrust. When he pinched her clit between his fingers, she bit his shoulder through his t-shirt as he slammed into her one last time. His cock twitched inside her, and he filled her with his come while her body shook with her own climax.

  Neither knew how much time passed as they let their breaths level out. Moon was the first to move and raised her head to look at Ghost.

  “Really?” Ghost smiled at Moon’s question, knowing exactly why she asked.

  “What can I say? It’s been a long month. Where’s the bedroom, Luna? I’m not close to being done.” He pulled back, then thrust his once again hardening cock back in.

  Moon pointed, and Ghost turned and headed toward her bedroom. As they reached the door her stomach rolled, and she knew she was out of time.

  “Put me down!”

  “I will when I get to the bed.” Ghost took a few more steps, and Moon began to wiggle in his arms.

  “Now, Brax. Now!” At the panic in her voice, Ghost lifted her up and when his dick slid out, he set her down gently. Moon wasted no time when her feet hit the floor, she ran making it just in time to the bathroom.

  Ghost ran his hand over her head with one hand and rubbed her back with his other, and Moon wanted to cry. He let her finish without a word, then he moved and grabbed a towel, wetting it for her. Moon stood and wiped her face and then stepped to the sink to brush her teeth. Ghost stood behind her and watched and still he said nothing. When Moon was finished, she stood and looked at him in the mirror.

  “How long have you known?” Ghost finally spoke, the tone of his voice low.

  “Suspected it a couple weeks ago, then the vomiting was my confirmation.” Moon kept her eyes locked on him, and he acknowledged her answer with a nod.

  “Were you planning to tell me?”

  “Yes, as soon as we got here, but you didn’t give me much of a chance.”

  “Good.”

  “I’m sorry,” Moon whispered.

  “Why the fuck are you apologizing?” Ghost asked as he reached for her and turned her to face him.

  Moon looked up at Ghost, “I just—”

  Ghost wrapped Moon in his arms, “Fuck, Luna. I’m the one who’s sorry. You thought I was thinking of what happened with Stormy. No, I told you before I blamed myself when I lost BJ and her. I’ve been lost for awhile, Luna. But then I found you, and now this.” Ghost moved her until he held her enough away from him to span his large hand across her middle. “I get a second chance. You’re giving me that. I won’t lose it again.”

  Before she could reply, she found herself in his arms and headed back into her bedroom.

  “Well at least I didn’t have to fight with you to get you to Black Hawk,” Ghost said and released her until she stood in front of him.

  “Fight to get me to Black Hawk?” Moon placed her hands on her hips and glared up at him.

  “Oh, I was taking you back with me, he or she just made it easier.” Ghost pointed at her stomach and then started removing his clothes.

  “Hold on a damn minute!”

  “Are you going to be sick again?” Ghost asked as he raised up from pulling off his jeans and boxers, leaving him naked.

  “No,” Moon couldn’t keep her eyes from roaming over his body. She’d seen him a month ago, but damn. Her tongue darted out, and she licked her lips.

  “Keep doing that, and neither of us is going to get any rest.” Her head jerked up at his voice and Moon realized she had been caught ogling when she saw the smirk on his face.

  “You can’t just strip while we are fighting!”

  “We aren’t fighting. Now take your clothes off and let’s get in bed. I need a couple hours of sleep if I’m going to be worth a shit later. We left the hotel before daybreak and rode hard to get here. Plus, you need to rest too. You’re going to need your energy for when I wake up.” Ghost moved and pulled the covers down and got in her bed.

  “Yes, we are!”

  “No. It takes two people to fight. You’re going to have to wait eight more months and then you can fight with either her or him for sealing your fate. Now, get in bed.”

  Moon stood there with her mouth wide open as Ghost held the covers up for her. She couldn’t believe his audacity.

  “Braxton Samuel Carver, you are an asshole,” Moon said and glared at him.

  “Luna Wildflower Madison, I always have been. You just never called me on it,” Ghost said, then gave her a full out smile.

  “Oh my God, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Moon said more to herself as she removed her clothes and slipped under the covers.

  Once she was in, he released the blanket and pulled her into his arms.

  “This kid better not have your damn smile.” Moon waited for Ghost’s reply, but what she got was a snore. She shook her head and closed her eyes. “Maybe it is that easy.”

  Chapter Five

  Ghost scanned the area as they rode through the streets and made their way to the Tenth Ave. Marine Terminal. With the number of bikes plus the time of the morning, they’d left in intervals of four, five minutes apart, in the hopes not to draw t
oo much attention as a huge group would.

  Some took the interstate while some took the back roads. They planned to stash their bikes well before they reached the warehouse where the Black Hearts were hiding.

  Arial shots that Data downloaded had shown a dirt service road that ran from a locked gate only accessed when the utility companies needed in. That was where the clubs planned to enter because no way could they just ride into the main entrance.

  Ghost and Flirt rode with Maxi and Ice. By the time they reached the spot of the entrance, the gate laid open, and everything so far was going as planned. The men moved down the road until they reached the area they’d chosen from the map that gave them room enough to park their bikes and hoof the rest of the way in. The ones that left before them had their bikes positioned for a fast retreat once they were finished.

  Going in time wasn’t limited, but when they were finished, departure and distance from the area were timed down to the minutes it would take responders to get to the scene because Data would only be able to block the alarms for a short amount of time. However, the noise, there was no way to muffle it.

  The men parked and joined the others to wait for the remainder of the groups. No one talked and wouldn’t until their business was taken care of. Communications would be handled with hand signals.

  Once the last men arrived, the mile hike to the backside of the warehouse took six point seven minutes at the pace set by Speed and Easy who lead them. Ghost rubbed his chest thankful he hadn’t let his workouts go by the wayside after he left the military.

  Easy’s arm went up with his hand in a fist to signal the group was to stop. Coast would launch one of his toys. He had the drone in the air and circling the area around the warehouse in less than five minutes. As the screen was watched, Easy let the signals fly. Two fingers meant two sentries posted on the outside of the building. He motioned one was on the left side and one on the right. The spinning finger was to let them know they were in motion, not standing stationary.

  Flirt, Ghost, Maxi, and Ice were up. The sentries belonged to them. As the men moved in, Data and Numbers knelt and opened their computers, standing by to stop any and all alerts to the outside. Ghost and Flirt moved with no sound toward their mark. They were on the man in a blink of the eye, but the man didn’t go down without a fight, and when he swung at Flirt, Flirt’s hand flew out and he throated the man. The only sound was the small strangled breaths the biker tried to pull in before everything went silent again.

  “The other should be in position,” Flirt whispered, and Ghost nodded. The men moved toward the front of the building. Ghost looked around and spotted some of their own in the shadows.

  Ghost grinned when the two remote control tanks headed for the metal door that was lifted approximately a foot. The gap was plenty for the miniature tanks to roll under. As they reached the door and went under, all hell broke loose. The door was raised, and a few bikers stepped out, and their yells of surprise had others inside yelling.

  “Fucking hell!” Ghost yelled when a biker came around the corner of the building and Ghost drew his fist back and knocked the man out with one punch.

  “Hope Data and Numbers have everything blocked ‘cause shit is going to happen fast!” Flirt yelled as Ghost and he took off for the stacked shipping containers about hundred feet away. Everyone was going to need cover and sooner rather than later.

  As Maxi and Ice joined them, someone in the distance yelled, “It’s a go!” The men picked up speed, and when they reached the containers, the ground shook, and debris rained down from the sky. When they turned back to look, the building was in shambles. The large cloud of dust broke apart enough to show the building had been leveled. The C-4 rigged on the remote control tanks had done its job. If anyone had a heartbeat under that rubble, they wouldn’t for long.

  “Thank fuck the power and gas was turned off in the old ass building or this would have gone a whole other way,” Creed said as everyone started to move toward the building.

  “We have fifteen minutes max to get the hell out of here and back to the bikes or we are going to have a lot to answer for,” Crusher said as he walked up.

  “If anyone is alive the cops can deal with them,” Creed said just his phone went off. Creed pulled it out and read the text. “Goddamn, Sledge wasn’t in the building. Data said even when the men started moving around inside when they realized what was going on, he never showed. Where the fucking hell is he?” Creed shoved the phone back in his pocket.

  “Fuck, Creed, we don’t have time here to worry about that,” Fork said as he joined the group.

  “Yeah, I know. Pisses me the fuck off. Bug out, we are down to twelve,” Creed said, and all the men started in the direction where they had come in. They reached the last row of shipping containers that looked to have been the last worked on for the day. Several still were stacked while a couple was in the air held by the chains that would swing them onto a ship. Ghost had watched that plenty when his SEAL team would hitch a ride on a Navy vessel. Their supplies were swung onto the deck by a crane, though, they were crates instead of the huge metal containers.

  Ghost was bringing up the rear when a man stepped out from between the containers.

  “Looking for me, boys?” While the man watched Creed and the others stop and turn at his voice, Ghost went to move behind the container closest to him. The movement caught the man’s attention. “Wouldn’t do that if I was you. They’re going to want to hear what I have to say, and by my calculations, this place will be swarming in under ten.”

  “What the fuck, Sledge? You piece of shit traitor. You sold out your club for money. You—” Creed was yelling and on the move toward the man.

  “You don’t know shit! Listen to me. I’m the least of your fucking problems!” Creed stopped his advance.

  “Fucking talk and then I’ll decide if you live or not, Sledge.” Sledge chuckled at Creed’s words.

  “That won’t be left to you.”

  “Fuck this shit,” Maxi started to move.

  ‘Stop, Maxi. Sledge, you got three minutes,” Creed said, and Maxi stopped next to him.

  “Don’t doubt her reach or her level of crazy. We are all nothing but her puppets. I tried to protect everyone and look where I am standing. I did what she wanted because my sister’s kids were being followed. She told me wouldn’t it be a shame if my brother in the military had an accident or Abi met her match in the ring. I raised them, Creed. I couldn’t chance she wouldn’t follow through. I thought I was the only one she was working, but then I noticed Raven was drinking more than normal, then moved to drugs. She got to him and used his loyalty to all of you against him along with his association with us, he didn’t stand a damn chance. You have no idea the way she fucked with his head, man, none. I used the Black Hearts to force the club out of town, I needed them gone if I was going to go against her. However, Raven and I weren’t the only ones. She got wind of me trying to get Raven clean and contacted Heaven and Gage to tell them with their help, she would leave Raven alone, but if they didn’t help her get me, not only would she hurt Raven, Heaven’s sister would be taken and sold, again.

  “By the time I uncovered that plot, Heaven and Gage had come back, and her flunky had killed them before he was taken out. Their bodies were placed in those tunnels with the other dead. Tell Raven I’m sorry. I failed him and everyone in my club. Don’t play her game, Creed, you can’t win that way. I know you’re wondering how I was able to stay one step in front of you. It was her. I knew Black Hawk would help you because she sent the man there to see if Jas was there. When I found out he went without telling me, I killed him when he got back. She knew Moon grew up with Ghost before the two of them knew where the other was.” As Sledge continued, sirens could be heard in the distance.

  “Come with us. Explain it all. Will call the others and talk with them,” Creed said, and Sledge just smiled.

  “Go, Creed. All of you. I’m a dead man any way you look at it. Help Raven heal. If you ca
n find my family tell them I did my best for them. But you need to leave now. I’ll buy you some time with this.” Sledge pointed to the building, “Go, I got this. It’s the least I can do. But promise me, you’ll stop that crazy bitch!”

  “We’ll get her. But come on, man, don’t go out like this,” Creed tried one more time before the sound of the sirens grew loud.

  “No, go. Now!” Sledge yelled.

  “Damn, bug out!” Creed yelled.

  “Move it,” Crusher yelled.

  The men took out at a run as the first cop cars turned down the row. They knew they had been made when their tires squealed to a stop. They would be too focused on the crumbled building and Sledge before they regrouped and searched the surrounding area. As they ran they heard a “Don’t move!” and then they felt the small tremble of the ground and the sound of a metal hitting metal. No one needed to stop to know Sledge must have released the containers on himself.

  Once they made it to their bikes, it didn’t take them long to clear the gate. Easy and Speed stopped and secured it back while the others separated and took different routes back to the Ops compound.

  When Speed and Easy pulled through the gates, the sun was cresting, but the day would be anything but cheerful.

  Chapter Six

  Moon looked around the room and pulled Brax inside. The party had been going for hours. The Ops Warriors had made all the calls they needed to. After Sledge had given them an indication of what they were up against, they knew taking down Shady’s mother was going to be difficult. The woman had been planning this for so much longer than any of them realized.

  However, the club was more than happy about wiping out the Black Hearts, the pain and devastation they had caused not only them but the Blood Eagle MC, the Acciai family and others, it was surprising they had actually lived as long as they had.