Wild Heart (The Wild Heart Series)

by Culbreth, Jennifer

  “Aye, you.” His hands lifted her and set her down onto his lap, facing toward him as his fingers traced down her arms.

  “Well, if you must know, I’m planning to take over the world; one M.C. at a time.”

  “So I’m nothing more than a pawn piece in your ploy for world domination?” He ran his hands along the bare flesh of her outer thighs, “I like these shorts, by the way.”

  “Way to change the subject.”

  “Couldn’t help it. You come prancing around here in shorts this short, it makes my imagination go wild,” he eyed up at her.

  “I want to learn to ride.” She glanced past him to the old Harley that sat at the back of the garage. She really did want to learn how to ride. One day.

  “Aye, what was that about changing subjects?”

  “There are a few other things I want to do on a motorcycle too,” she leaned down and kissed him, grinding her hips down against his semi hard cock.

  “Keep that up and you’ll get your wish.” His hands traveled underneath the back of her shirt, burning across her skin as he touched her.

  “First. World domination,” she chuckled as she stood from his lap, laughing at the groan coming from Knox as she twirled and went toward the main clubhouse. She could hear Kate’s light, airy laughter as she walked down the hallway.

  “Ani! Help!” Kate called from the couch where Rage had pinned her down and was playfully tickling her.

  “Bloody woman, you are evil! Where did you put it?” Rage asked.

  “I’m not telling you!” Kate laughed out.

  “It was a limited edition! I can’t get that one again.”

  “I don’t care! It had naked women in it!” Kate rolled off the couch, taking Rage to the floor with her.

  “What the hell are you two talking about?” Ani giggled from the chair she sat in at the bar, watching them continue the wrestling match.

  “Your damn wicked friend stole my Playboy,” he answered Ani before turning back to Kate, “Last chance or that fancy leather jacket I bought you is going back to the store.”

  “Ok, ok! It’s in Charon’s room.”

  “Christ, woman, he’s probably already gummed up the pages!” Rage hopped from the floor and took off running up the stairs.

  Kate laughed as she made her way over to where Ani sat, “You wanna beer?”

  “Sure. Hit me bartender.” Ani checked to see if Rage had gone up the stairs, “We still on for tonight?”

  “Of course!” Kate slid a beer across the bar toward her.

  “What the hell are you two plotting in here?” Jameson strolled in from the kitchen, a plate in hand as he made his way toward them.

  “Nothing. Where’s Starla?” Ani tried to bluff as well as she could.

  “Don’t believe you. Don’t believe you one bit. You women get together and start whispering, means you’re plotting,” he plopped down at the bar next to Ani, “Where’s my drink?” He acted as though he were offended at her lack of service.

  “You tell me where Starla is and I’ll make you a drink.” Kate leaned across the bar and stared at him.

  For a moment he stared back before rendering the fight useless, “She’s dropping the kids off at her sister’s and then heading this way,” he mumbled as he took a large bite of his sandwich. “Still don’t know what you women are doing in the clubhouse.”

  “Oh come on. You know it smells better in here,” Ani laughed.

  Between Starla, Kate, and herself they had scrubbed probably three years of liquor, smoke, and God knows what kind of bodily fluids off every wall in the clubhouse. Though most of the members still didn’t like the women to be around the club, they did appreciate the cleaning and cooking. Even though Rage and Knox both had rooms here, they stayed at Knox’s cabin most nights. And the girls didn’t step foot at the compound without them.

  “Yeah, ok. But the first of you to put some pink shite in here is getting banned. Permanently.” He took another bite of his sandwich, “Where’s my drink?”

  “Here.” Kate slid the beer across the bar toward him and sighed.

  “We partying already?” Charon came in and took the seat on the other side of Ani.

  Charon was a huge beast of a man, covered in tattoos. His hair hung long and stringy down his back. Most of the times that Ani had seen him, he’d had it tied up in a ponytail or tucked under a beanie hat. He had brilliant blue eyes that stood out from his dark hair and the same deep accent that the other men had. He lived at the compound permanently; and had been there the first day Knox had brought Ani over. He’d been one of the only members to seem as though he truly enjoyed having the girls around.

  “So your name is Sharon? Nice name, same as my aunt.” Ani smacked Kate’s arm at her boldness.

  “It’s Charon, as in the ferryman to the underworld.” His face was stern as he looked over the bar at them, causing Ani’s stomach to turn. Knowing Kate, she’d probably offended the man.

  “Oh, where’d you get that name from? You kill a man?” Ani dropped her face into her hands; she couldn’t believe Kate would actually ask him that. Then again, she could.

  “No, got it because of my handsome singing voice.”

  The two stared at him, wondering about the weight of truth in that statement. His face stayed blank and it wasn’t until Kate let out a loud belly laugh that a warm smile spread across his face showing his sarcasm.

  “Yeah, and Repo got his from repossessing cars,” Kate giggled.

  “You leave me the hell out of this,” Repo said from the end of the bar, shooting a tall glass of tequila before going back to the magazine he’d been reading.

  “It’s from repossessing souls,” Charon whispered across the bar toward them, a playful laughter coming from his throat. “Bastard’s getting old though, so he only repossesses the innocence of trashy women now.”

  “No, that’s later tonight,” Ani smiled deviously toward Kate.

  “What’s later tonight?” Starla came in sitting a bag full of liquor bottles onto the counter.

  “Nothing,” Kate smiled.

  “Plotting,” Jameson gave Starla a kiss before heading out to the garage.

  “Aye, this must be my queue to go.” Charon stood from his chair, grabbing his beer and headed out after him.

  “Lawd, I thought they’d never leave,” Kate said exasperatedly.

  “Time to go get dolled up ladies,” Starla smiled devilishly. Tonight it was on!

  The three headed up the stairs towards Knox’s room, grabbing the bag that sat on the dresser. Ani emptied the contents onto the bed and each girl grabbed the dress they had packed, quickly changing. The sun had already set behind the trees, so they didn’t have long before the guys would be chugging beer. The dress Ani had brought was a dusty blue and shimmered all over, it was short and backless, exposing just enough skin. She put on the gold chain that Knox had given her and draped it down her back. Starla was gorgeous in a black skintight dress, and Kate in a cream colored one. They fixed their make-up and hair, slipped on the sexiest heels they could find and headed off downstairs.

  Just as she came down the stairs, the rumble of the men’s voices caused Ani to pause until Kate’s hand landed on the small of her back and pushed her on into the room. She walked out and caught eyes with Knox, whose mouth had already dropped open in shock by the way she was dressed. She hoped that their plan would work and he would want to actually go out instead of haul her back upstairs and lock the door. She nervously looked around, taking in the shocked expressions of the other men as well. Jameson was staring at Starla in a way that Ani had never seen before. Kate had already pranced up to Rage and was coaxing him with their plan to go out. It had been weeks and though they partied, hard, they hadn’t gone out to party and the girls wanted to get a taste of the nightlife.

  “To what do I owe this pleasure?” Knox eyed her up and down.

  “Well, we were hoping that you would take us out on the town.” Ani looked up at his dark eyes with hope.
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  “You want me to take you out and show you off, baby?” his voice was low, fueling her longing for him.

  “Yes,” she pleaded softly.

  “Aye, I gotta go get cleaned up then.” He pecked her cheek before heading toward the stairs followed by Rage and Jameson.

  “Well that was easy,” Kate laughed as she topped off her beer.

  “Shite, I’ll go too.” Charon jumped from his stool and bounded up the stairs.

  Chapter Ten

  Stay out of my territory

  Ani tugged at her skirt as they pulled up to the nightclub just inside the city limits of Gatlinburg. Two hours on the back of Knox’s motorcycle and her ass was now completely numb. The men parked their bikes in front of the club and the group made their way toward the door. Flippant yelling and cursing came from the line that flowed out the door as they made their way straight to the bouncer. Ani watched as the bouncer eyed up at Charon’s leather cut, he stood a good two feet taller than the bouncer; a brief conversation and a slip of money and they were making their way toward the VIP section. The club wasn’t huge, but it was packed from wall to wall and as loud as a live concert. The rap music blared from the overhead speakers as they made their way toward the back.

  Ani clung to Knox as he led the way, whistling for the waitress as he took a seat on the black suede couch. Kate, who followed closely behind them, had already started dancing; pleading Ani to go with her to the dance floor. Ani felt slightly out of place in the middle of the chaos of the club, but she had made a deal with the girls to have a fun night out and she’d make the best of it. A few people passing by eyed them, only fueling her self-consciousness.

  “You look beautiful tonight,” Knox leaned over to her ear and whispered.

  “Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself,” she smiled up at his beautiful steel colored eyes.

  “Should’ve just stayed at the club and taken you to bed, baby. That dress is getting me harder by the minute.” His eyes traveled down to her long bare legs as he adjusted his pants for relief.

  “We can always sneak away for a moment,” she eyed him with a wicked grin.

  His eyes had a mischievous look in them when they met hers; she leaned closer to him as the waitress returned with their first round of drinks. She grabbed the shot of whiskey from the table and threw it back, letting it burn down to her stomach and fuel her bravery.

  “Ani, Starla! Come on!” Kate yelled over to them.

  “You mind?” Ani looked over at Knox.

  “Do I ever tell you no?” He leaned in and kissed her, “Take Charon with you. If anyone gives you shit, he’ll take care of it,” he turned to Charon, “With the girls. Keep an eye on them.”

  “Aye, Prez.” Charon took a long drag of his cigarette and followed the girls out to the dance floor.

  The girls made their way toward the middle of the floor, where people had already began thinning out. Most likely, because of the stern look on Charon’s face. He propped himself up against the wall next to them, but even in the shadows his presence was known. Kate grabbed Ani’s hand and the two started dancing along to the music. The shot of whiskey began floating to her head as the three girls swayed their bodies to the music. She could see Knox eyeing her from the couch of the VIP section and it brought back the feeling of sexiness that coursed through her veins. Of all the women in the club, he didn’t have his eyes on anyone but her.

  She tempted him with her body as she danced across the room from him, not aware of anyone around her. The floor began filling again with bodies as “Hey Brother” by Avicii began blaring across the dance floor. She felt Kate’s hands grab her waist and she swayed against her to the music, dancing until her legs felt as though they would give out at any moment. As they made their way back over to the VIP section where Knox, Jameson, and Rage sat, smoking cigars and talking; Ani got the feeling she was being watched. Not the same seductive feeling as when Knox would watch her across the room. This was a bad sinking feeling; as though something wasn’t quite in place.

  Charon stopped next to her as she scanned around the room, trying to find where it was coming from. Dismissing the feeling when she didn’t find anything but a group of rowdy drunks partying it up, she passed through the gated area and made her way over to Knox. As they began taking shots the sinking feeling lifted from her thoughts and the partying started again. The laughing and joking amongst the group became alive as the girls tried to coax Jameson into dancing.

  She could feel the buzz of the liquor as it flowed through her; the room spun slightly as she stood to excuse herself to the bathroom. Knox’s hands found her waist and steadied her as she stumbled slightly on her tall heels.

  “I gotta pee,” she smiled over at him.

  “Have I told you how sexy you are lately?” his words were sarcastic, “Come on, I’ll help you, love.”

  She took his hand as he led her to the back of the VIP section where the private restrooms were. He held the door open as she stumbled in, her heels clicking against the floor. She could hear the thumping of the bass from the other side of the door. As she finished, she attempted to make her way over to the sink to wash her hands, but as her heel caught on the floor, she found herself tumbling forward. She reached her hands out in front of her hoping to break her fall when she crashed into the door. You clumsy fucking bitch. She sat on the floor as the door quickly swung open and Knox looked down at her in concern. He knelt in front of her checking to make sure she was ok, she laughed too loudly in an effort to disguise her embarrassment as he helped her to her feet.

  “I’m going to cut you off, bloody woman,” his voice mimicked the concerned look on his face.

  “I’m fine,” she slurred as she straightened her dress and walked to the sink in order to fix her make-up and wash her hands.

  “Aye, that you are, darlin’.” His hands found her hips as she bent over at the sink.

  She looked up into the mirror to find his eyes on fire, trailing the length of her legs as she bent over in front of him and it made her feel like a Goddess. His fingers traced lightly up the back of her thighs, pulling the hem of her dress up and ripping the thin silk panties from her body. Her body was on fire for him as his fingers found her entrance and slipped deep inside of her. Her eyes flickered closed as she absorbed the pleasure pulsating from her core. Gently he slid his fingers into her before dragging them back out, hitting every nerve that ran within her body.

  She heard his zipper and the familiar sound of his pants hitting the floor. She looked into the mirror, staring into his eyes as he found her entrance, teasing her before sliding his length into her. The pleasure cascaded over her body as he filled her pussy with his hard erection. Her hands traveled the length of her body and up to her breast, pulling and caressing them as he quickened his pace. Her head rolled back as his hips crashed against her ass, sending waves of bliss throughout her. His passion was a delicacy and she wanted to savor every moment of it.

  His hands ran up to her neck and gently pulled her up toward him, pressing his lips against her own as he slammed into her. She wanted to touch him, to feel him as he fucked her. She slid off his length and turned, propping herself onto the counter with a coy smile. She spread her legs and grabbed his large erection, guiding him back into her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her forcefully to the edge of the counter, thrusting into her once more. Their bodies were intertwined in way she couldn’t describe. The tether of their souls tying tighter and tighter together. She could feel herself giving in as the pulsating from her core spread out through her body. Her legs shook as they clung around his waist and her eyes drifted shut.

  “Open your eyes, baby,” his voice was deep and lustful, “I want you to see only me when you come.”

  “Fuck, Knox,” she uttered from her clenched teeth as the waves of her climax encompassed her body.

  She looked into his eyes as she came, pulling at his leather cut as he too found his climax. His hand lightly traced down the side of her face as he sl
owly thrust into her once more. His steel gray eyes were almost black, filled with ecstasy as he pulled away from her, leaning down and kissing her with fervor as his tongue entangled with her own.

  As they made their way back toward the group, she could see Kate stumbling back toward the dance floor. “I’m going to make sure she doesn’t fall down,” she smiled up at Knox.

  “Good, I enjoy watching you dance,” he gently rubbed the small of her back, smiling as she made her way toward Kate and Charon.

  “Kate! Wait up!” she shouted over the loud music.

  “Ani! Where the fuck did you go?” Kate slurred as she looped her arm into Ani’s.

  They made their way to the packed dance floor, twisting and swaying their bodies to the music. They squeezed between the tightly packed bodies, making sure to stay within reach of Charon. After two failed attempts to drag him onto the dance floor, he made his way back over to the shadows. Ani closed her eyes as her body began to sway once more to the music, fluttering open when she felt Kate’s hands against her hips.

  She giggled as she turned, taking in a tall dark man in a leather cut standing directly behind her. His hands grazed against her as she turned to face him full on. Shock and disgust spread across her face as the man came closer to her. She pushed against his stomach as hard as she could, catching him in the gut just as Charon came toward her, grabbing the back of the man’s leather cut and tossing him across the dance floor effortlessly. The patrons scattered in every direction as the man stood back up, challenging Charon with a scowl.

  “The fuck you think you’re doing, brother?” Charon’s voice was loud over the top of the music.

  “Fuck you! I’m not your brother, asshole. The King’s should know to stay the fuck out of our territory.” The man stood just inches from Charon’s face. Ani looked at the patch on the back of his cut that read “Renegades” and her stomach dropped. Before she knew what was happening Knox was pulling her toward the side of the dance floor and back toward the VIP section.