by Marla Monroe
The Ghost Riders 2
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
On the run from her insane brother and his loathsome plans, Jessie is surprised when Rhodes and Vernon find her. They want to claim her and take her back home with them. As much as she is attracted to the burly bikers, Jessie wants a normal life away from the biker lifestyle. Why would they be any different than her brother’s gang? Will she follow her heart or let her head deny the men she loves?
Rhodes and Vernon know that Jessie is the woman for them. They plan to treat her like the gift she is and keep her safe, even if that means exposing the secret her brother holds over her. They’ll stop at nothing to rid her of the chains that the other man has used to control her for most of her life. Their Jessie deserves to be free, and they plan to be a part of that freedom.
Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 43,162 words
BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
The Ghost Riders 2
Marla Monroe
MENAGE EVERLASTING
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BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
The Ghost Riders 2
MARLA MONROE
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Jessie Ledford sat on the side of the bed wishing she was anywhere but where she was. Her brother, Tussler, had sent her to their uncle’s house in Whistler’s Point on the other side of Texas. Uncle Hue wasn’t much better than Tussler as far as she was concerned. He treated her aunt Emma like dirt and wasn’t above using force to get what he wanted. She was doing her best to stay out of his way.
When The Skulls had ridden into town, her brother knew the other gang would be trouble for Satan’s Sons. He didn’t want her around when the shit hit the fan, so he shipped her off to Uncle Hue to keep her out of trouble. She felt like the main reason wasn’t because he was so worried that something would happen to her but to keep her away from Vernon and Rhodes. They had made it clear that they were claiming her as their woman. Tussler didn’t like that idea one bit. To make sure she went, he’d reminded her that he was still keeping her little secret safe.
Vernon and Rhodes were members of their rival gang, The Ghost Riders Motorcycle Club. In fact, they were part of the security for the club. Jessie wasn’t sure how or when it had happened, but she’d fallen in love with them. Her brother had promised her to Ray, his first and a complete sadist when it came to women.
“Jessie? You up in there?” her aunt called through the door.
“I’m up, Aunt Emma. I’ll be right out.”
With a sigh, she stood up, still a bit stiff from the beating Ray had given her before she was sent out east. The bruises were slowly beginning to fade, but the pain wasn’t gone. She had a cracked rib and a cracked cheekbone. She knew she was lucky that Tussler had finely stepped in and stopped Ray or she might have been in even worse shape. The part she couldn’t get past was that he had raped her. She could still feel his dirty hands on her and the smell of his rancid breath.
When she walked into the kitchen several seconds later, her Aunt Emma was putting breakfast on the table.
“Where’s Uncle Hue?”
“He went into town to get a part for the lawn mower. Worthless piece of shit isn’t working again. The damn grass is going to be knee deep before he finally gets around to cutting it.”
Jessie didn’t say anything. She took a seat and helped herself to the food. She and her aunt ate in silence for several minutes. The other woman meant well, but she was afraid of her husband. She had tried to talk to Jessie when she first arrived about what had happened to her, but Jessie didn’t want to go over it again. She’d had enough of that when she’d had to deal with the sheriff back in Reo, Texas after it had happened.
Tussler had used her attack from Ray as a way to try and pin rape and assault charges on Rhodes. Once she was able to talk again, she’d put a stop to that, but she didn’t accuse Ray since it would only have made things worse for her in the long run. She knew he was capable of murder.
“Did you need help with anything today, Aunt Emma?” Jessie asked as she finished her breakfast.
“Not that I know of. I’ll let you handle the breakfast dishes while I work on the laundry.” Her aunt stood up and walked out of the kitchen and toward the laundry room outside in the carport.
Jessie gathered up the dishes and ran a sink full of water to wash them. By the time she had them dried and put away, Emma was back inside with a load of towels to be folded. The other woman carried them over to the couch and sat down to fold them while she watched the aged TV.
“Hue hasn’t said anything about it, hon. No use worrying about it. Tussler will send for you when he’s ready to. You’re obviously better off here than you were out there anyway. Doesn’t look like the boy was looking out for you.” Emma continued to fold the towels and stacked them on the cushion beside her.
“He doesn’t care about me other than what I can do for him. He’s just trying to keep me away from someone is all.” Jessie sat on the chair across from the couch.
“Well if that’s the way they treat you, then you don’t need to be around them anyway.”
“They didn’t do this to me. Ray did.”
Emma looked up, and worry crossed her face before she hid it behind a scowl. “You need to stay away from that one. He’s a real piece of work, if you ask me.”
“Believe me. I try to, but Tussler told Ray he could have me as long as he stuck with the gang.”
Her aunt shook her head but didn’t look up again. Jessie could tell that she didn’t like the idea of Ray “having” her. Obviously the other woman wasn’t going to do anything about it, though. Who was she kidding? Her aunt had enough problems of her own with her Uncle Hue. Jessie knew better than to believe that anyone would help her. She had to help herself.
Not for the first time, Jessie thought about running. She could leave and disappear so that no one would ever find her. There wasn’t anything to stop her. She didn’t have a job or any material things worth worrying over. She could just slip off one day, and no one would know what happened to her. None of her family would even care outside of the inconvenience it would cause.
A picture of Rhodes and Vernon filled her mind though. She couldn’t write them off. They meant more to her than her own life. They had been the only men to ever show her kindness or compassion. They would be hurt if she left. She didn’t harbor any illusions that they loved her, but they did care about her and wanted her as their woman. They would probably look for her. That thought brought a smile to her face as she stared at the TV without really seeing it.
“Why do you stay with Uncle Hue when he treats you so badly?” Jessie finally asked.
“Where would I go? What would I do? I’ve never worked a day in my life. How would I support myself?”
“If you really wanted to leave, you would find a way.”
Her aunt stared at her for a second then returned to folding the towels. “You thinking about running off, Jessie?”
“I don’t know. I refuse to be with Ray, and Tussler is bound and determined that I’m Ray’s woman. Anything is better than that.”
“Maybe, maybe not. I guess you’ll have to make that decision. I won’t say nothing about this to Hue. Just make sure you don’t stop if you go. Between him and Tussler, they’ll hunt you down and make you pay for running if they catch you.” Her aunt picked up the stack of folded towels and carried them to the back of the house.
Jessie thought about what her aunt said. She had to agree with her. She would have to run far away to outrun her brother and Ray, never mind Hue. She wasn’t sure if it would be worth it or not. At least when she returned to Reo she would be close to Rhodes and Vernon. That was something to think about. But could she stand it when they eventually tired of not being able to have her to themselves and find another woman to satisfy them? It would tear her apart, and she knew it.
Uncertainty filled her heart making it hurt to take a deep breath. Either way she decided, it was going to hurt in the long run. She had little doubt that they would eventually grow tired of her. She wasn’t anything much to look at, and they were two very handsome and virile men.
Vernon stood at close to six foot five inches with a completely smooth head she loved to stroke and the most striking blue eyes she’d ever seen. His chiseled face and stubborn chin gave him character that said he was someone you could count on. He had broad shoulders and a wide chest that narrowed down to a small waist and rounded ass. She knew he had washboard abs. From the feel of him pressed against her, his cock was impressive as well.
Rhodes, on the other hand, had long brown hair that he kept pulled back with a strip of leather. He had honey-colored eyes that sparkled when he laughed. He was the lighter of the two men personalitywise, but he had a temper just like Vernon. Rhodes was shorter than his partner by about three inches. Like Vernon he was broad shouldered with thick arms and a massive chest. His smile often held humor, but the last time she’d seen him had been at the hospital, and he hadn’t been smiling then.
She had seen both men without their shirts, but that was as much of their steamy bodies she’d been privy to. They both sported beautiful tattoos on their backs with chains around their upper biceps. She longed to see them totally nude, to be able to lick her way from the flat disc of their nipples to their thick cocks. Though she hadn’t seen that part of their anatomies, she had felt them and could easily imagine their size.
They had seen all of her, much to her embarrassment. Rhodes had easily charmed her clothes right off her body. Neither man had acted as if her wide hips and rounded belly bothered them, but it bothered her. Still, that one afternoon with them had been worth the beating she’d taken from Ray. They had made her feel like a woman and not just a piece of ass.
She’d gone riding with them out to a little pond hidden in some trees outside of Reo one day. Just thinking about it had her pussy weeping for their touch. It had been almost a week since Tussler had sent her away. She missed Rhodes and Vernon so much.
Rhodes had helped her off of Vernon’s bike and tugged her toward the copse of trees. Vernon had followed right behind them.
“God, you’re beautiful, Jessie.” Rhodes pulled her into his arms and held her close as he looked down into her eyes.
Vernon pushed against her back until his body was pressed tightly against her. She could feel his thick dick press into her lower back. Being between them did something to her that she couldn’t explain. She felt whole between them. There had always been something missing inside of her until she was with them.
“Baby, I want to touch you. I want to lick and kiss every inch of your body. Will you let us take care of you?” Rhodes asked.
“I–I—”
“We won’t hurt you. We just want to be with you. No sex. Not yet.” Vernon’s usually gruff voice sounded even raspier to her ears.
“I want you, both of you.”
Rhodes lowered his head and licked her lips before pressing his against hers in a blistering kiss. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and explored, using it aggressively to map every inch. His teeth nibbled at her lips before backing away to peer down into her eyes.
“You taste like honey. I bet your sweet pussy tastes just as good. Are you going to let us taste you, Jessie? I’m dying to.”
All she had been able to do was slump back against Vernon’s strong form. He held her up as Rhodes began lifting her tank top over her head. It was Vernon who unfastened the clasp of her bra. He wrapped his arms around her and held her breast in his huge hands. They more than filled them, but he didn’t seem to mind. He rolled her nipples between his fingers as Rhodes zeroed in on her jeans.
First he knelt at her feet and removed her boots, and then he unzipped her jeans and lowered them until she could step out of them. Vernon helped her balance as Rhodes buried his nose in the crotch of her panties. Her face grew hot as did her neck at the thought of him sniffing her pussy like that. No one had ever done that to her before. Other than shoving their fingers in and out of her a few times to be sure she could take them, no one had ever spent any time around her pussy.
“Fuck, Rhodes. I can smell her hot cunt from here. Hurry up, man. I need to taste her, too.”
Jessie shivered at the deep timbre of his voice as it rasped in her ears. For all of his rough ways and pain talk, Vernon was just as sensitive as Rhodes was around her. His fingers continued to tease and tantalize her nipples, plucking at them then
twisting them to just this side of pain. Her eyes rolled back in her head when Rhodes grasped the waistband of her panties with his teeth and pulled them down.
“Oh, God!” Jessie couldn’t stop the words exploding from her mouth.
She stepped out of her underwear when Rhodes tapped her ankle with his fingers. Vernon kept her steady on her feet. They hadn’t really done anything to her, and she was already on the verge of an orgasm. What would it feel like when they actually fucked her? Would she be able to survive it?
“Vernon, we need that sheet out of your saddlebag.” Rhodes gently touched her bare mons.
“I love a bare pussy, but I would sure like to see your curls just once.” Rhodes stroked across it while Vernon returned to where they had left the bikes.
“Here you go. Let’s spread it out over here next to the rocks.” Vernon walked a few feet away and opened the sheet out on the ground.
Before Jessie knew what Rhodes was going to do, he had picked her up and carried her over to the now-covered grass and carefully lowered her to it. Then he slipped between her legs and shouldered them farther apart so that he could reach her now-soaked pussy.
“Rhodes!”
“Shh, baby. Let him take care of you, baby. Give me a kiss.” Vernon had dropped to the ground and was lying next to her on his side.
Before she knew what to expect, Rhodes licked across her mons as Vernon claimed her lips as his own. His mouth devoured hers with heat and teeth. He stroked his tongue along hers then licked all around her mouth before nibbling on her lower lip. He moved his head down to her breasts and stopped to tease a nipple with his tongue.
