Pepper (Freedom MC)

by Ren Parris

  Before I know it, I reach between my legs. It's been too long since I've felt relief. If I take care of my needs now, then maybe I can quit thinking about Wolf that way. The last time I used my favorite toy, but I don't have that option now. I fall back against the shower wall and start slow circles around my clit. I rub and pinch it until I'm soaked and not from the water beaming down on me. The peak is near. I imagine Wolf's hand replacing mine and the tingle starts, so I slip my middle finger inside, using the palm of my hand pressed tight against the sensitive spot. With each thrust of my finger, I moan and have to bite my lip before I scream.

  I really wish it would be Wolf screwing me against this wall. His dick would feel so much better than my finger. Imagining his body smacking into mine over and over, I lose myself. The orgasm hits hard and I jerk against my hand, unable to control my body or my imagination.

  After I come down from the high and can function again, I finish washing and step out of the shower. The bathroom door opens and I jerk the towel from the rack and hurriedly wrap it around me. I expect to see Tanya. Instead, in walks Roxie, the bitch from earlier. I'm not sure if she’s Wolf's girlfriend or not, but I doubt it’s like that from the way he acted toward her.

  "Can I help you?" I can’t believe she just walked into this apartment and the bathroom. I don't think Wolf would've left out that he shared this room, so I don't think she's supposed to be here.

  "No, but I'm going to help you, bitch. Wolf is mine. You'll never be enough for him, and he'll always come crawling back into my bed. So, if I were you, I'd back the fuck off now." She props her hands on her hips, looking me up and down with disgust.

  I laugh at the nonsense she spewed. "What do you think I want from him? I'm not here for him, so I don't really care what he does with you. But here's some advice for you. If he really wanted you that bad, then he wouldn't be with other women in the first place to have to crawl back to you."

  "Fuck you! I know you want him and think you could wrap him around your finger. I saw the way you looked at him. He might fuck you because he's a man and that's what they do, but I'll be his. I'll go ahead and tell you now, he's the best fuck ever, and you'll never get over him." Every time she speaks, her voice gets louder.

  "Since you have your life and Wolf's figured out, you need to get the hell out of here. I don't want anything from Wolf or you. You've probably already woken up Tanya, and she's been through too much to have to face your bull crap, too. Get out of here, or I'm calling Wolf." I'm shaking with anger, but she doesn't make a move to leave.

  Chapter six

  Wolf

  I didn't want to leave my bedroom, but I have to get to the bottom of this shit. Shooter should be done by now, so I go back to the dungeon. The door opens before I can get to it, and Shooter steps out shaking his head. I catch a glimpse of Moose with his head hanging down before the door closes.

  Disgusting bastard. "Did you get anything out of that fucker?"

  "The asshole wouldn't tell me everything. I'll go back in for more, but wanted to let you know what I did find out." He grabs the back of his neck and rolls his head around before filling me in. "There were two other Dwellers with him.”

  "Fucking shit. Who the hell was with him?" No matter who it was, shit is really about to go down.

  "Tag and Truck. The terrible T's. He said they were supposed to stay away if we showed up. They were supposed to go report to Hitch only if he was taken or killed. Seems like Moose didn't have Hitch's permission and if so, there's really no way of knowing how Hitch will react."

  "Damn it. Hitch is a mean motherfucker, and if we can't get this shit under control fast, he'll start a damn war. He's had it out for us since the Dog incident. We need to do some surveillance to see what we can find out." Motherfucker, this day turned into a fucking disaster. "We have to know if they are planning any moves toward us."

  "I'll get Shadow and Ghost on recon as soon as possible," Shooter offers.

  "Yes, sounds good. Maybe we can get ahead of the Dwellers." We turn toward the stairs and stop when loud thuds sound from Bear coming down to meet us.

  "Did you find out anything from Tanya's daycare?" I ask before he’s taken the last few steps.

  "Yes, we have a problem. They just hired a lady a little over a week ago. Her name is Greta Hood as in Dewayne Hood—a.k.a., Trick. Her husband was a member of the Dwellers over fifteen years ago. He was killed by a Freedom member." Bear shakes his head.

  "I thought we checked out all of the employees from the daycare?" Shooter demands, and I cross my arms, waiting for a response.

  Bear fists his hands, and his mouth tightens in a scowl. "We do. They needed someone quick because Mimi quit for no reason. I think someone scared her into running off. Anyway, Greta showed up at the right time and had a great recommendation. Mona's fucking new husband said to hire her because he was tired of waiting on us to check out their employees. He was spewing some shit that the daycare was their business and they could take care of it themselves."

  "You better have straightened the fuckers out!"

  I place a hand on Shooter's shoulder to calm him down. "You know he handled them. No need for yelling at our brother."

  Shooter nods but doesn’t apologize.

  "I did. He won't make any moves without us knowing every detail." He cracks his knuckles. "Our children will be safe from now on or he will end up with more than a few broken bones."

  "Was it this Greta who let Moose get a hold of Tanya?" I ask, even though I know that she did.

  "She did by turning her back when she saw it was a Dweller coming. I don't think she actually knows Moose. When I asked her about everything and why she'd let the little girl be taken, she said it was nothing to do with her. She went to work there because she moved here to be with her daughter. I've dealt with her, too, and she will not be allowed near the daycare again."

  I want to scream out a million curses, but instead, I try to keep cool and in control. "I guess we can expect retaliation for her, too. Shit, this is going to end badly."

  Shooter holds his hand up and turns his head toward the stairs. We all listen to the thunderous commotion coming from upstairs. "I think Bull is back."

  "Where the fuck is Wolf?" Bull yells, and then I hear him heading our way.

  "I'm going to kill that motherfucker." His eyes are wild with anger. "Let me at him."

  I’m about to unleash him on the bastard to do as he pleases when his phone rings.

  "Damn it." He answers and puts the phone to his ear. "Who is this?"

  I watch his eyes widen in shock, and he puts the phone on speaker. "Princess, what's wrong?"

  Tanya's small voice comes through the phone. "Daddy, hurry! She's screaming at the nice lady."

  Voices are loud in the background. "It's okay, baby. Daddy's coming."

  I don't even wait for them and take off to the main floor, then take two stairs at a time to the top floor. My heart has dropped to my stomach. If someone got into the club somehow and hurt my girl, I'm going to kill them.

  Silently, I step into the bedroom so whoever is there won't hear me. The others trail close behind me. I see Tanya, and she points to the bathroom as I'm putting my finger up to my lips for her to stay quiet. She nods and runs to her daddy.

  Bull takes off out the room with his daughter, holding her tight. I hold my hand up to keep Bear and Shooter in place.

  I hear Roxie yelling at Pepper. "I don't give a flying fuck if I wake the damn precious little girl. She gets more attention than she deserves anyway. They all cater to her every little wish. It's pathetic. She's caused drama since the day she was born."

  Finished listening to her shit, I reach to open the bathroom door when I hear the most beautiful words calmly come out of Pepper's mouth. "Children are treasures as rare as some precious stones."

  Roxie squeals in frustration. "You've got to be shitting me! After everything I've said, and you come back with some kind of mushy quote about children!"

  Before Pepp
er can say anything else, I sling open the door. It slams hard into the doorstop, and they both jump. My blood is boiling and I have to clench my fists tight to keep from losing control. Fear fills Pepper’s face as she gawks at me. I turn to look at Roxie and see my reflection. My veins are popping out of my neck, and my face is so red, white lines appear around my mouth. Pepper's fear is of me and I hate that, but I can't calm down until I take care of Roxie.

  Glaring at the woman, I speak each word clearly for her to understand. "You have two seconds to hand over the key you obviously stole. Another two seconds to get the fuck out of my room. Don't say another fucking word, or I'll make sure you don’t talk for a month."

  I've never hit a woman and have never wanted to, but this bitch is causing me to rethink it.

  Roxie gasps dramatically, probably not believing I threatened her. She glares at Pepper as she slaps the key in my hand and stalks out of the bathroom to where Bear and Shooter are still waiting.

  "Don't say a fucking word to us either. We agree with Wolf. That girl played a big part in getting Tanya back from Moose. We won't tolerate anything being said about her unless it's good. That includes what you said about Tanya," Bear strongly suggests.

  Roxie stomps out of the room muttering under her breath. "This isn't the end."

  I know that’s true and will have to watch out for her more. Bear and Shooter wait outside the bathroom. As I stand there for a moment trying to get my temper under control before I speak, Pepper stands quietly. I finally look up and step closer to her. I don't move as I stare at her, taking in every inch of her beautiful body—covered in only a towel. Damn, I have to get more than just my temper under control. Ringlets of water from her hair trace down her chest, disappearing in the towel.

  I grab another towel from the shelf and begin gently towel drying her hair. "Baby, are you okay? I had no idea Roxie had a key to the deadbolt. She stole it somehow because no one has a fucking key except for Bear. I'm sorry this happened."

  "I'm okay, really. I can handle myself. She's crazy, though. What's her deal?" Pepper doesn't meet my eyes as she speaks.

  She's nervous, but her face is flushed and her breaths are heavy. I let my gaze lower to her breasts and grin. Her nipples are hard against the towel.

  "She's been a BB here for around seven years, and she’s gotten cocky and thinks she's the head bitch in charge. She’s not; there’s only one boss of this fucking club and that’s me—Freedom’s fucking president. She's dying to be someone's ol’ lady. Always trying to run off any new girl she thinks will hurt her chances, and, sweetheart, it’s obvious she sees you as a threat to her territory."

  She inhales sharply and a slight tremor runs up her spine as I lower the towel to dry the small beads of water at the nape of her neck. All I want to do is rip the towel away from her breast and explore how turned on she is by my close proximity—by my fucking touch.

  "I'm sorry, but what the heck is a BB and an old lady? Why would she want to be an old lady?"

  Fuck, I'm so turned on and we're carrying on a normal conversation. She bites at her bottom lip when I move the towel lower and slowly dry her shoulders. "A BB is what we call a bar basher, basically a club whore. They service the brothers in need of pussy. They help clean, cook, and sometimes help at the bar. They're here because they want to be, not because we make them. An ol’ lady is someone who a brother claims as his property. She's just like his wife."

  "I really don't know your ways around here, but I'm not sure a BB's way is good, either. The old lady scenario seems a little caveman to me." She stares into my eyes, and I can't look away. I trail my fingers up the side of her neck and splay my hand open to rake my fingers through her thick hair until I’m interrupted by someone clearing their throat to gain my attention in the other room. I take a broad step back and shake the foggy lust from my head—both of them.

  "Okay, on that note, I should step out and let you get dressed. I'll be in the bedroom." Her eyes widen, and I realize how that sounded and wish it was what I meant. "I'll explain more if you need me to."

  I need to get out of the bathroom before I try to fuck this girl right here. From the way she looks at me and her body reacts, I don't think she'd deny me. Something about her made me stop. She isn't a BB, and she’s definitely not a trashy woman you have a quick fuck with. She’s pure and genuine.

  Shooter and Bear study me as I walk out of the bathroom. "You two can go now. I'll be down to meet with Bull later after I make sure Pepper is settled in. If Bull wants to let Tanya back in here to stay, tell him I'll let him know when it's okay. Church in fifteen, brothers. Don't let Bull kill Moose yet." They nod in agreement and exit the room, pulling the door closed behind them. I didn’t need to voice aloud that I need privacy with Pepper.

  I turn around and suck in air at the sight of Pepper in one of my tees. Fucking hell, she looks good in my clothes. The hem of the shirt is long enough to cover the goodies, but damn, her legs are fucking gorgeous. I want to start tracing a line with my tongue from the bottom up. My dick jumps with joy.

  I adjust myself without care that she’s watching. "Fuck, babe, I really like how you look wearing my shirt,” I growl.

  Her skin flushes all kinds of red. She obviously liked my comment about how she looks. I can’t stop myself from taking two broad strides toward her until we stand toe to toe. A small gasp escapes her lips as I cup her jaw and lean in to taste her. She moans against my mouth, greedily wanting more, but right now’s not the time. It takes a lot of will power, but I manage to pull away from her. I rake my hand through my hair and turn my back to her, needing a moment to pull myself together.

  “Bull has Tanya with him right now, but he’ll need to bring her back up shortly. Do you mind if she still stays in here with you? We have more to sort out." When I turn back around, I have to bite my tongue.

  "That’ll be fine. I don't mind Tanya staying here." She tilts her head up further and drags her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes hooded.

  I love that she seems a little dazed and all I did was kiss her. "Thanks, sweetheart. I need to get downstairs before this”— I wave my hand in the air between us—“gets out of hand.”

  “Yeah, how’s that?” she taunts as she climbs up on the bed and sits her curvy ass on those slim legs.

  I smirk and rub my hand over my impossibly hard cock. “Sexy as fuck woman sitting on my bed wearing my t-shirt, and she’s got me so damn hard I could hammer a fucking nail with my dick. Keep at it, sweetheart. It won’t be long before I bend you over and fuck you so hard, you'll never want another cock.”

  Her eyes widen then haze over with thick, heady lust. The thought of her with another man bothers me, but I force it out of my mind. I turn on my heel to leave the room and I’m shocked as shit when she speaks up and stops me dead in my tracks.

  "And if I plan on letting that fucking happen? Maybe it'll be me who ruins other pussy for you."

  The foul language sounds forced and her voice is shaky, but that’s the hottest damn thing I've ever heard out of a woman's mouth. I turn around and catch her plump lip tipped up in a proud smirk.

  "Fuck, I wasn't expecting that. All that dirt coming out of your mouth has made me fucking harder than I've been all fucking day." I readjust myself again, the pain so intense. If I don’t get relief soon I’ll have blue balls.

  She blushes but never looks away, and she doesn’t back down, either. "Not only do I have a dirty mouth, but my mind is filled with more filth than you could imagine. Too bad I can't handle your issue right now.” Her eyes dart down to the bulge straining against my pants.

  "Oh, there are plenty of things you could do to help with my hardness, sweetheart," I growl, stepping close enough that she can feel how much she turns me on.

  She breathes me in quickly, before clearing her throat and casting her eyes down. "I think we should change the subject. I guess I let my muse escape. The foul language and dirty mind come along with my job."

  My mind jumps into so many
scenarios of what her job could be, so I ask, "What kind of job do you have?"

  "I'm a romance author." The puzzled look on my face makes her laugh. "By romance, I mean a lot of sexual language, sex, erotica, and even a little BDSM can be found in some of my books."

  "You don't look like the type. Damn it, I'm going to need a cold shower to make it through my meeting. I don't know how I'm going to stop thinking about you up here in my room, my bed." I adjust myself again. "BDSM?"

  She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear and looks up bashfully. "In a couple. Please, don't be telling whoever. I'd rather this be between us. It's better if people don't know who I am."

  I like that she writes sexy as hell stories and still has to hide her embarrassment. "I've got to go down to speak with Bull. One of us will bring Little Bit back to you."

  She nods with a knowing smile, and I fight back the ache to grab her and take care of both of our needs. I leave instead and call Bull as soon as I'm out the door.

  "Bull." The name comes out in a growl.

  "You can take Tanya back up to my room. Come to my office as soon as you’re done. Before church we need to talk in private on how to progress. I'm not going to let anything happen to any more of ours or Pepper."

  "I'll meet you there. I'm beginning to think you have a thing for the nice lady. Tanya said I needed to meet her. Said she was beautiful and brave like one of her favorite princesses. She thinks I'd like her," Bull spoke and I wanted to punch him through the phone.

  "You stay the fuck away from her and be in my office in ten minutes."

  He growls before clicking end on the call.

  I stomp down the stairs to my office, daring anyone to say something that will rub me wrong. I slam the door to give me a few minutes alone to calm before meeting my brother in my office. Why in the world am I jealous of any man wanting Pepper? I only met her this morning. Lust. That's all it is, and as soon as I fuck her I can get her out of my system. At least I hope that's all I need.