“Heard you had a crowd this morning.” Dare cracked a smile.
“Why didn’t we go?” Mama demanded, narrowing her eyes on her man.
“Shit, Red, not going nowhere near a marriage ceremony, not giving you any ideas.” He smiled as he spoke.
She rolled her eyes. “Go, take Rebel with you.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I told her.
“Fine.” Mama looked up at her badass biker. “Shoo, you scare people.”
He laughed and headed off to the bar.
“Glad to meet you.” Mama hugged Elle.
Elle watched Dare move away. “Do you always tell him what to do?”
“I wish, but no, not often.”
I coughed, afraid to laugh.
“You shut it, Rebel.” She frowned before focusing on Elle again. “You need anything at all, want to get lunch or just go shopping, you holler and we’ll go have some fun.”
“That’s a plan,” Elle agreed.
Before someone else could get to them, I pulled her down into the chair with me.
“So, Kevin, how was the ceremony?” Bear raised a brow.
“Fine, Jason, how was the porn-making business today?” The asshat knew my name, I’d used it all the time I was a prospect. He just wanted to yank my chain.
“Elle, meet Bear.” I introduced him.
“But you called him Jason.” She looked between us.
“We all have nicknames, and don’t use our given names, ever.” I shot Bear a dirty look.
“So you’re the one that makes porn movies?” She tilted her head. “Do you like doing it?”
Bear laughed. “I do. But the question is do you?”
I’d told her about all our businesses before we left, so she wouldn’t be too surprised. She’d been most interested in the porn business, not that she’d told me why.
She frowned. “Like what?”
“Making a porn video,” Bear offered. “I always need new stars.”
Mama frowned over at Bear. “Feel free to tell him to fuck off.”
“Just because you won’t, doesn’t mean everyone is a prude,” Bear shot back.
Elle watched the interaction, then glanced up at me. “Is he serious?”
“Hell yeah, I am.” He nodded his head to Rebel. “You have how many under your belt? Four?”
“Five,” the guy next to Bear said.
“You made porn movies?” She looked to Bear. “Where can I see them?”
“Write your email here on my arm and I’ll send them to you.” He handed her a pen.
Elle quickly scrawled her email on Bear’s arm before she looked up at me. “You have so many secrets. Were they good movies?”
“Hell yeah, I was in them.” I was good at everything I did.
Dare tossed me a bottle of whiskey before he sat and positioned Mama on his lap.
“You haven’t said no.” Bear drew her attention back to him.
“I haven’t,” the minx said.
“Only porn you’ll be in is with me,” I growled, not sure how I felt about her enthusiasm to do a movie. Part of me thought it was hot as hell and the rest of me wasn’t sure I wanted the world looking at her.
“You’d be in another movie, with me?” She gave me a huge smile. “That sounds fun,” she whispered in my ear.
“No answer?” Bear prodded.
“I’ll check out the videos you send then decide.” She winked at me.
Shit, I was even less sure I wanted her watching me fuck other chicks. Maybe I should escape now, there was a lot she didn’t know about me. We really didn’t do the whole get to know you thing, and my world was far away from her very vanilla one. I drank whiskey and contemplated escape routes.
“Heard you’re going to work with Rebel at the bail bonds business,” Viper spoke up. “You don’t look like any bounty hunter I have met.”
She laughed. “That’s an advantage, don’t you think?”
“You should’ve seen her take down DeRulo, she was slick. Hit him before he even knew what happened.” I couldn’t help bragging.
“You watched me take him down?” She frowned up at me.
I nodded.
“Oh, yeah, he was all kinds of pissed you beat him to the punch,” Viper, the ass, volunteered.
“You were?” She frowned, then smiled. “That’s why you were at Lucky’s. I never thought about it.” Her smile widened. “You snooze, you lose.”
Viper and Bear laughed. It smarted a bit, but she was right. She’d beat me out and had done a great job with Stone.
“So is this your first biker party?” Viper grinned wide. The bastard had heard her say it wasn’t earlier today.
“No, I went undercover with Rebel to an Angels of Death party.” She beamed. “I had a great time, at least until the other bikers decided to fight Rebel.”
Shit, I hadn’t told this story yet.
“Really? Makes sense, I often want to punch him.” Dare spoke in the suddenly quiet group. “Tell us about it.” He met my eyes but Elle had already started talking.
“We were staking out Stone, and we were leaving when five Angels—”
“Two Angels and three looking to make prospect,” I corrected her. This wasn’t a story I wanted blown out because we already had tension between our clubs.
“Who threw the first punch?” Jericho added.
Fuck. Good thing I’d kept it legit.
“The prospect guy, he was nasty, and Rebel made me promise not to fight, I only got to call backup, if needed.” She still sounded pissed that she hadn’t gotten to kick ass.
“Who was backup?” Viper asked low.
“Charlie.” She grinned. “I liked him. Anyway, there were five of them and one as big as the other guy who came this morning.” She looked up to me for a name.
“Thorn,” I told her.
“Yeah, as big as Thorn. But Rebel knocked them all down and out. Not one was still conscious when he was done.” She frowned. “I called Charlie for no reason, but when he went down I got worried.”
“Only to my knee,” I protested.
“I need to be a bounty hunter,” Zero chimed in. “I never get to kick ass like that.”
“You’re a sensitive artist,” I shot back.
“True.” He laughed. “My hands are precious.”
Jessica said something that made Zero laugh harder.
“Rebel, I need a word,” Jericho growled.
“Later,” I told him, looking to Elle.
“Bear, watch her for Rebel.” Jericho stood, already walking away.
“Should I sit on his lap?” She frowned at me.
“Nope, you’re fine in this seat.” I left her there and followed Jericho and Dare away from my woman.
“You didn’t tell me about a fight.” Jericho poked me in the chest. “Those fuckers keep pushing us, and then lay hands on you.”
“Look, I was with Charlie and scouting Stone.” I didn’t want my shit to cause any more tension with the Angels. “They haven’t been back around trying to sell, have they?”
“Not after Thorn ran them out,” Dare snarled. “But they want their drugs from Dallas to Oklahoma City. They don’t like us standing in the way.”
“Well then, fuck, I also helped Elle take down Stone, but I didn’t collect the bounty—it was her contract.”
Both guys raised eyebrows at my admission. I never gave up a bounty because I was competitive as hell.
“You did that and married her, all to help her out?” Jericho’s disbelief was obvious.
“So what if I did.” I clenched fists ready to go a round with him if he as much as batted an eye over my decisions.
“Nothing, brother, just trying to under
stand.” Jericho gave him that cocky grin of his. “Hurry that other thing up.” He eyed Dare who just nodded back.
“We done?”
“Yeah, go get your woman.” Jericho walked away with Dare.
I wondered what they were planning, but Jericho never tipped his hand until he was ready, so I headed back to Elle who was sitting on Viper’s fucking lap.
I eyed Bear who just grinned wider. “She went willingly.” He pointed to Viper. “He’s telling her what a master is. Appears you left a few details out.”
Fuck me.
Elle glanced at me wide-eyed. “You need to tell me more about this master thing.” She climbed off Viper’s lap without a second glance his way.
“Come with me, baby, and I’ll show you.” I put my arm around her waist and directed her away from my brothers who were hooting behind us.
“You really know how to do all that stuff?”
We moved into the clubhouse and down the hall to a room. My control was about to snap. I needed her to myself before I said another word.
I locked the door behind us. “Now exactly what did Viper tell you?” I stepped closer and tugged off her shirt, tossing it to the ground. “Naked now.”
She did as commanded. “Good girl,” I crooned.
“Are you being a master now?” She gulped.
I nodded. “Does that scare you?”
“No, just want to know what you are master of? Viper didn’t really say.” She scooted back on the bed, and looked up at me.
“Do you really want to know? Or do you want this?” I cupped myself.
“Both.” She stared up at me, propped on her elbows.
I couldn’t resist, no judgment, only curiosity reflected in her eyes.
“You know what BDSM means?”
She shook her head.
I was so screwed. I stripped off my clothes and got into bed with her. I brushed her hair from her face trying to decide how to explain. “Forget that for now. A master trains in forms of sexual pleasure for years, I studied for four years to become Master.”
“In a school?”
“No, in our sex club, Bound. Dogg was the master who trained me. Lots of us in the club have reached master status.”
Confusion still clouded her face.
“You’re a black belt, right?”
“Yeah, in karate and hapkido. It took me seven years to earn both of them.”
“So being a master is like being a black belt in sex. You can teach, demonstrate, or provide sessions for others once you become master.”
“So that’s why you are so awesome at sex?”
That smarted. “No, I was awesome before, but now I know a lot more about all kinds of sexual pleasure.”
“So Viper said he was a master in bondage and dominance, but didn’t tell me what that meant. Do you have a thing?”
“I am a master of control. People came to me to lose control, for me to strip away all but the sexual core of who they were.” I wish I had better words to explain it. “Most people have layers of shit between what they experience and what they could experience. I used to do that in my sessions.”
“Used to?”
“I don’t have a dungeon, don’t work at Bound anymore, not since I opened my bounty hunting business. It’s what I’ve wanted to do for years now, but I had to work my way up in the club first.” I traced a finger down her stomach. “I managed the sex club for several years, it was a headache.”
She reached up and kissed me. Soft and seductive, the kiss held promise of more to come. I moved on top of her, unable to take more of her sweet torture.
Pushing my chest, she frowned up at me. “I want to be on top. I have ideas.”
I liked the sound of ideas, a lot, actually. I rolled over and she straddled me. “Condoms?”
I pointed to the nightstand. Once she covered my shaft, she straddled me, my tip just inside her before she sank ever so slowly over me.
“You’re going to kill me.”
She swiveled her hips and I lost my ability to think. I was close, my body already tightening in anticipation, I moved to tease her clit but she captured my hand with hers.
“No touching,” she whispered.
“Touch yourself.” I clasped my hands behind my head, making my hips stay still.
Fingers in her mouth, she let them trail down her until they circled her sweet spot. I wanted this to last forever but it wouldn’t, maybe not even another minute if she kept making that keening sound. Beautiful, erotic and mine.
Primed to explode, I bit back the desire, searching for the control I’d told her about. I’d wait her out even if it killed me. Lost to her own sensations, her eyes closed but stark pleasure played across her features. We soared together, but I didn’t know how much further I could go before I crashed back down. Her body quaked and her muscles clenched me tight. I was about gone, only my need to see how far she could take herself held me back. My woman wasn’t afraid of anything—she pushed boundaries without even knowing where it would lead her. Courageous.
My hips rocked and I couldn’t stop moving, no matter how much I wanted to wait, my body had other plans. She drove me beyond my control, something no one else had ever done. I moved faster, our rhythm surged together.
“Rebel.” She screamed my name. Her orgasm consumed her totally, the raw beauty of her undid me and stripped me bare. I had no defense against her brand of honesty. Clasping her hips, I pressed up and spun out of control with her.
She lay sprawled across me, and I hated to move her, but the condom had to go, now. I moved her over, she still panted, recovering from her own release. I hit the bathroom to flush the condom and splash water on my face. I’d never found anyone as intense as Elle when she set her mind to a task, like fucking my brains out.
Nothing. No one. I had no point of reference for where we’d ended up. Sex, while always great, had never been this intimate and I was a damn addict. I couldn’t get enough, then she went and upped the game. Did she even know how special she was? I don’t know if I was brave enough to tell her, but I wished I was.
When I walked out she sat up on the bed, looking sexy as hell. “Baby, that was beyond awesome.”
“Yeah?” She glanced up at me, something bothered her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” She looked away.
I sat on the bed before I dragged her up to my lap. “You don’t rock my world one minute and hide from me the next. Tell me.”
Chapter Seventeen
Elle
I wasn’t telling him because it was embarrassing and stupid. My self-doubts were not his problem, so I’d just get over myself. Knowing he was truly a master of sex had changed something between us, or maybe, in me. What could I offer him? He’d had the best, knew how to make it the best, and I’d had nothing like him in my life. I wanted to release him from the “only me” clause, but I didn’t know how to say the words.
“Elle, you’re pissing me off.” He turned me to face him. “Spill it.”
I stood and strode across the small paneled room. “You know so much, and I know nothing. You shouldn’t be limited to just me, why would you even have done that?” I covered my mouth with my hands. I hadn’t planned to say any of that. Now I just needed to run away, but I stood frozen in place. My body and mind locked in battle for control.
Rebel growled and closed the distance between us before I made my body obey. This was fight or flight and I totally wanted to fly away.
“Look at me.”
I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t stand here staring at the frayed carpet forever. Own it, I told myself. I shut down all the doubt and crap in my head and met Rebel’s stare. Damn, he was really pissed.
“I never want to hear you talk bad about yourself.” He
barked out the words.
I stepped back.
He got even closer then scooped me up and carried me back to the bed. He sat, holding me on his lap. “I have tasted everything under the sun.” His harsh words hurt.
I flinched away, staring at the shabby dresser in the corner of the room. In fact the entire room looked as if it had been furnished by discarded remnants from a thrift store.
He turned my face to his. “And you’re the only one I ever came back to, and I can’t stop coming back.”
“Do you want to?” Another thing I hadn’t planned to say aloud.
“Hell yes, I want to stop.” He scraped a hand through his hair. “But more than anything, I want another taste because, baby, you give all of you every damn time we’re together.”
I did? “Only with you,” I whispered. “I can’t hold anything back. I have no control.”
“Exactly, and that makes me so hot, baby, I’m the moth and you’re my flame.” He kissed my forehead. “It scares me to want you so much.”
“Why?”
“Because I’d mastered control until I met you, and you stole it without ever trying.” He bent his forehead to mine.
“Are you breaking more rules?”
He lips tipped up in a hint of a smile. “I’m so far beyond my rules, I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“Me too.” I held him, not knowing what else to say.
“Rebel.” Pounding on the door. “We need to fucking race.” A voice sounded outside the door.
“Fucking Dare, here’s more payback,” Rebel grumbled.
“Payback?” I didn’t understand.
“Sometimes I can be an asshole, and now that I brought you around, my brothers are paying me back.”
“Only sometimes?” I laughed and stood, looking for my discarded clothes. “Better get dressed and pay your debts.”
He laughed, the worry lines gone. “Give me a minute,” he yelled to Dare.
“Shit, you are going to hell, bro, if it only takes a minute.” Dare chuckled.
“Fuck you,” he shouted back.
I was dressed and opened up the door. “He’s all yours.” I started to walk by the blonde biker but he grasped my arm. “Wait, you need a keeper.”
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