by K. J. Dahlen
Her violet eyes was a feature she couldn’t hide though. She could shove everything else under clothing and wigs so no one really knew what she looked like and that was her protection. The only way she could feel safe.
Toweling off, she began to braid her long hair. Fitting the wig back on was a pain in the ass but she would do to keep herself safe. She went back to her room and laid down on the bed. Moonlight came through the windows but she couldn’t sleep. Her body was still sizzling with feelings left over from the punishment Biker Man had given her earlier. She was wearing just a t-shirt to bed because she’d washed her underwear after her shower.
Moaning softly she reached down and began to touch herself. That didn’t satisfy or bring back the feelings of his hands on her skin. Frustrated, Melora stared at her door and wondered if she had the courage to go to him.
Without another thought, she threw back the covers and went to her door. Somewhere in the house, a clock chimed the time. Eleven bells. She didn’t think she had moved but swiftly she was outside his bedroom door. Reaching for the knob, she turned it and went inside.
Stopping at the side of the bed, she reached up and pulled the shirt from her shoulders. Lifting the covers, she slid in beside him. His hot body warmed her and she leaned over his chest. When her lips found his in the dark, her body burst into flames.
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Sam heard his door open as he laid there, his fists ready for anything that came toward him. When the moonlight lit the shadows and he saw it was Melora, he felt only half surprised. He watched as she lifted her shirt and he stared at her naked body before she climbed into his bed. He wasn’t sure this was a good idea but when her lips touched his in the dark, all thought fled his mind and his libido took over. His body hardened as her tongue swept inside his mouth. Suddenly, nothing else mattered but exploring the woman who’d come voluntarily to his bed.
His hand came up and cupped her breast. They were just the right size to fit into his hands. Her breasts were full and taut and he groaned as his thumbs flicked over her nipples. He could feel her moist heat as she rubbed her hot pussy on his thigh, dry humping his leg.
Flipping her on her back, he settled into the space between her legs. He backed off her mouth long enough to whisper, “Are you sure about this?”
Melora shushed him and kissed him again, thrusting her tongue in his mouth. After a long moment, she pulled her mouth away. “Please,” she whispered against his lips, “Please fuck me.”
Sam’s hand went down to guide him where they both wanted him to be. When the tip of his cock entered her, he pushed in deep. So deep, he almost didn’t notice the barrier he broke. He stopped.
Melora’s legs curled around his waist and held him there. “Please don’t stop now. I need you not to stop,” she begged.
Sam could feel how tight she was and in a moment, he didn’t really care. He pushed in the rest of the way and began the time old rhythm. With each stroke, he went in deeper. He fit inside her like a glove and he wasn’t a small man. He ground his body against hers and she groaned but met his every thrust.
His hand went down and rubbed her clit, he was so very close but wanted her to go first. He wanted to feel her explode around him before he gave her his all. When he felt the walls of her pussy begin to pulse, he began to stroke her harder and faster. He was like a rushing train, eager to get to the end of the tunnel. He couldn’t stop or slow down now if he wanted to.
Melora screamed out as her body exploded. She arched her back and ground herself into him.
Sam couldn’t hold back any longer. He shot off inside her like never before. His mouth crashed down on hers and he held her close for a long moment.
When he rolled off to her side, he held her close while his heart calmed down. His hands rubbed up and down her back.
“Oh my god…” she whispered into his chest. “That was like—wow, I can’t even d-describe it.”
Sam chuckled. “Thanks…I think?”
Melora touched her lips to his chest. “Thank you. Now, I know what I’ve been missing all these years.”
Sam tightened his arms around her. “I have to ask, why me?”
Melora sighed. For a moment, she didn’t say anything at all then she told him, “In all my life, I’ve never met a man I wanted to share my body with. My mother always told me it was something special to share it with someone you loved. I know I don’t love you and you don’t love me, but this is the first time I’ve ever felt like this with any man and I wanted to know where this would go. Besides, I feel safe with you and that means something to me. Does that make any sense to you?”
Sam nodded. “Yeah, in its own curious way it does make sense. I don’t know why but thank you.”
Melora closed her eyes and relaxed her body…like she felt safe in his arms.
Sam closed his eyes and smiled. Whoever she was she felt like she belonged right where she was at. He even thought about keeping her. A rare thing for him to ever consider doing.
SIN’S BASTARDS
VOLUME THREE
Part Two
Satan’s Spawn MC Series
SAMPLE
K.J. DAHLEN
PROLOGUE
Seventeen years earlier…
“You don’t have to go,” the older man said as he watched his son strap down a small bag on the back of his bike.
Deke Tory stared at his father. “Yeah Bones, I do have to go. I can’t stay here anymore and you damn well know why.”
Bones, as the man was called by the brotherhood he lived with, shook his head. “You could stay and work it out with me. I’m not the complete bastard you think I am.”
Deke didn’t say anything but swung his leg over the cycle and started his engine. He noted another bike creeping up behind his. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Gator and Reva waiting for him. Deke gave them a nod and turned his head back to his father.
Sam Tory otherwise known as Bones stared back. He was as tall and broad as he’d been five years ago. His dark hair showed hardly had any grey in it while his shoulders and chest were well muscled.
Deke tore his eyes away and looked around the compound he’d lived in for the last five years.
People stared back. Some of them could understand his need to leave and some of them glared back as if his leaving was some sort of betrayal.
Off to one side, stood a young girl he’d met over the summer, Cordelia Tannis. She’d come to Bangor, Maine with her dad and younger sister. Her dad was Captain, Orrin Tannis and her sister, Cricket was just a kid. Captain had joined the Bastards and everyone liked him. He had left his old MC- after his wife died, to make a new life for his girls. He was a demolitions man and he could crack a safe, anytime and anywhere. The whole family fit in with the MC.
Cordelia gazed at him as if to commit his face to memory.
He knew she liked him but he didn’t have time for little girls right now. Deke needed to get away from his dad and everything he stood for. Hopefully, before one of them ended up dead.
Deke tore out of the parking lot and never looked back. He was done as far as the Satan’s Bastards were concerned. He was free. He had many plans but his first plan was to leave Maine altogether. He knew he would never be happy here. He wanted to go back to Rome, New York where he grew up with his mom but the day Sam stole him away, his mother told him not to come back. She hadn’t wanted him in the first place but now, she never wanted to see him again.
When they hit the open road, Deke felt the wind in his hair and he could hear New York calling. He might not go back to Rome but he was going back to New York.
Gator, Bones’ now ex lieutenant rode up beside him and gave the kid a nod then fell back a little. He’d told Deke he and Reva would go with him, they needed a fresh start too. After the drama of the last few months, it would be a fresh start for them as well. Seeing Gator without his cut bothered Deke. Gator was a biker and wore his colors proudly. Without the vest, they were simply two men on bikes without the benefits th
at went with being part of the brotherhood of the MC.
Deke hoped to one day find his new home and his new MC. He had high hopes and dreams for a kid off the streets. One day, he vowed…He would be a leader of men. That was Deke’s dream, a dream he kept silent about.
CHAPTER ONE
Seventeen years later…Troy, New York
The last three weeks had flown by. Deke realized as he sat alone at the table. It was early morning and he was alone. The clubhouse was quiet and he was enjoying the peace. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the peace was shattered but for now, he was enjoying it.
He looked up at the tiger murals on the walls of the club. Then chuckled as he remembered the wedding that had taken place here in front of those very murals. The look of surprise then love on Reva’s face was worth the extra effort everyone had put in. When she and Gator were exchanging their vows, Deke had gazed at his own brides’ face to find her looking back at him with that same look of astonishment on her face.
Cassie (his Spitfire) had leaned forward and whispered the same words of love as she had spoken on their wedding day.
He knew it wouldn’t be long before Izzy and Mountain exchanged their vows too. They’d wanted to be married already, but with her brother’s surgery and the aftermath of learning to walk again, had put them behind. Mountain was hoping they could get the wedding done soon. Izzy’s belly was beginning to swell and Mountain wanted to give her and the new baby his name.
Deke couldn’t help but chuckle. Picking up his cup of coffee, he lifted it high in a silent toast to the new generation of Sin’s Bastards coming up quickly. A year ago, he wouldn’t have thought it was possible but now, he loved the idea. So much had changed in his life, now he had two sisters and a brother, along with Cassie and two babies soon to be three. Life was good.
The back door opened and Cassie came in herding the twins. Little Sam and Jemmia toddled over to him and he lifted one, then the other into his lap. Kissing the tops of their heads, he looked over at the woman who meant the world to him.
Cassie smiled then winked back as she made her way to the kitchen.
The main door opened and the newlyweds came in. Gator went over to the table and lifted Jemmia off her dad’s lap. Sitting down, he looked over at Deke and grinned. “Been thinking about how our lives have changed in the last year.”
“Yeah, me too.” Deke nodded.
“Reva and I have an appointment with the social worker later today. We’re going to start adoption proceedings for Aliana, Jackie and Benny.”
Deke grinned. “That’s great man.” He held out his hand. “Congratulations.”
Gator shook it and nodded. “Do you know what Jackie boy had to say about it?”
Deke shook his head.
Gator sighed. “He said I could be his dad if he could brag to his friends about the MC. He wants to tell the bully in his class his dad is coming after him if he doesn’t leave him alone.” Gator shook his head. “Hell, I didn’t know he was being picked on before this morning. What the hell am I supposed to do about that?”
Deke grinned. “I can help you with that. You, me and some of the boys will pick the kids up tonight after school. Hey, those kids belong to you now and they have the protection of the MC, just like anyone else. It’s time to show the bully what might happen if he keeps it up.”
Gator grinned. “Yeah, we’ll scare the shit out of the kid just by showing up. I love it. I want those kids to be proud of this club and everything it stands for.”
“That’s what I want for my kids too.”
“Maybe we should start a sons and daughters club,” Reva joked as she joined them.
Cassie came behind her with food for the kids. “That sounds like a plan. It can be known as the second generation club, but the name would have to be kid friendly.”
“How about the sons and daughters of the white tiger?” Reva suggested. “Everyone in town knows what the tiger stands for.”
“That would work,” Gator agreed. “I want the kids to be proud of what we are and what we do here.”
“Maybe it’s time to bring Redemption House under the MC,” Cassie suggested.
Deke snapped his head around to stare at her for a moment. ”You mean that?”
She shrugged. “It would mean we would lose the state backing but that wouldn’t be so bad.”
Deke shook his head. “Then leave it alone. It doesn’t belong to the MC anyway. That was your dream.”
Cassie reached out and laid her hand on his arm. “But don’t I belong to the MC too?”
“You bet your ass you do.” Deke growled. “You belong to me and I am the MC.”
“Then my dream should belong too,” Cassie insisted. “What we do there reflects on the MC anyway. Everyone knows who we are.” She snickered. “The guys down at the House want vests like yours. It wouldn’t be the MC colors but they could share Rufus with you.” She looked over at the orange tiger on the wall.
Deke laughed out loud. “Yeah, they can have Rufus as long as we have the white tiger.” He looked over at the painting. “Does he have a name as well?”
Cassie turned and stared at the white tiger. “Yeah, he has a name. You’ll have to ask Melora to share it though. It’s sort of her guardian.”
“Melora huh?” Deke whispered.
“Yeah, she and I have more in common than I thought.” Cassie nodded. “So how about if I make up some vests for the kids? Do you think that would work?”
Gator grinned. “Yeah, I think that would work pretty damn good. Jackie boy would love one.”
“I think all the kids would wear them with pride,” Reva added.
“Then I’d better get busy.” Cassie grinned.
Deke handed little Sam to his mother and kissed the top of her head. “And I’d better get to work.” His hand rested lightly on her belly. “Take care of my family, little mother.”
“I will.” Cassie smiled. “You better take care too.”
Deke nodded. Turning, he walked to the front door and out into the parking lot. Out in the sunshine, he paused and glanced carefully around the compound. The hairs on the back of his head tingled briefly. Something or someone was out there watching him. He could feel it. For a moment, his gut tightened and his senses went on alert. His eyes narrowed as he did another search of the area but he didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.
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For a moment, the shadows lengthened then pulled back. The figure standing there gasped as Deke’s eyes washed over her. She’d found him! After years of waiting to grow up and then years of searching for him, she had found him. A thrill ran down her spine and before she could stop herself she took a step forward, then the door opened again and she saw a woman come out.
Deke’s arms went around her waist as he pulled her close to him and kissed her.
The woman in the shadows gasped as her heart shattered. She watched then as two small children came through the door.
Deke smiled and picked them both up. Kissing them soundly, he laughed out loud as the children giggled at him.
The woman in the shadows stepped back and watched from the safety of the woods until Deke finally swung his leg over his motorcycle and started the engine. The roar of his bike blocked out any sounds she might have heard from the compound but that was okay. It would also block out the sounds of her tears as she openly wept. Hugging the tree she was hiding behind, she sobbed as her dreams disappeared.
She’d been searching for Deke for a very long time. Seven years to be exact, ever since the day she buried her father. Leaning her head against the rough bark of the tree, she began shaking. She’d loved Deke since she was twelve years old, that fact hadn’t changed in the last seventeen years. When he left Maine, he’d taken a big piece of her heart with him. She survived only knowing the fact that one day, they would be together again.
She turned her head and watched as the woman gathered the two small children into her arms and escorted them back inside the clubhouse. Wit
h eyes narrowed, she decided she hated the woman that had taken Deke’s love from her. Her tears dried on her face as a deep rage began to build within her. Her rages of the past while bad enough was nothing like the fury inside her now. Before her soul had burned various shades of red, but this wrath burned black and threatened to consume her very soul. This might be the one rage she would never return from.
With her hands clenched into fists, she vowed then and there to bring nothing but pain and misery to the other woman. If she couldn’t have Deke, then the other woman wouldn’t either. She would see to that.
Making her way to the edge of the wooded area, her cycle sat parked there. Swinging her leg over the seat, she started the engine. Old Captain’s bike still ran like a charm. Cordy smiled and pulled out of her hiding place. She gunned the engine and raced into town. She had places to be and people to see.
Her plans might have changed a bit but she still had to get everything ready. For now, she would wait and watch carefully. When she knew more, then she would step in and act. For now though, she would just watch. It might break her heart but she would deal with that later.
CHAPTER TWO
Izzy glanced up from where she was sitting at the kitchen table and to her delight, Dominic stood in her doorway. She smiled as she got up and rushed over to her father. Hugging him, she stepped back and said, “What are you doing here?”
“I just wanted to see you again. Is that all right?”
Izzy’s smile deepened. “Of course it is. I’m glad to see you again.” Turning, she led him over to the table, when she turned back, she saw Dominic wasn’t alone. Her smile faltered a bit, as she saw his attorney, Ben Singer behind him. The man was rude and arrogant and she didn’t lie him one bit.
