Call My Bluff: A Las Vegas Themed Anthology

by Elizabeth Knox

  I feel everything.

  My hand slides up his muscular back touching leather beneath my fingers. This feeling is all new to me, but I love the texture all the same. Viper’s kiss is strong, it’s passionate, it’s forceful, and he’s taking what he wants as he backs me up against the wall.

  I let out a small whimper when his hand in my hair moves down to my leg, hoisting it up to wrap around him. His cock presses right against my pussy, our clothes the only thing between us. My clit throbs so fucking hard. Needing friction as much as he does, I grind against him when someone clearing their throat startles us both.

  Viper pulls his lips from mine, and we glance at the door with heat flushing across my cheeks.

  “Sorry to interrupt, but… Bates wants you to get out,” Scott instructs.

  I drop my leg from around Viper as he takes a step back from me, rearranging his crotch.

  “Right,” Viper responds.

  Scott hesitates but turns, walking out.

  “Well, commando, I think you’ve really earned that nickname now.”

  Viper smirks, grabbing my hand. “C’mon, let’s get out of here.”

  Chapter Five

  VIPER

  We rush like teenagers through the halls of the hotel. I pull Ember back to me, pressing my lips to hers once more. I can’t get enough. Kissing her is everything I thought it would be. I burn for her. This woman ignites something inside of me I haven’t felt before. I don’t know what the fuck it is, but this feisty, sassy, crazy woman has experienced more with me in the past three and a half hours than most women I’ve been interested in.

  I push Ember against a door, our tongues colliding. I grind my cock against her as she whimpers into my mouth. The sounds coming from her are fucking incredible. I need to take this from the damn hall to my room. Right the fuck now! We can’t stop fucking about for long enough to make it there.

  Ember’s hands slide around my waist, then down to my ass, clenching my cheeks, pulling me closer to her.

  Fucking tease.

  She wants this just as badly as I do. I guess being in a near-death experience really does it for her.

  Hell, I’m not complaining. I’m relishing in Ember’s frenzied state right now. I never thought for one second the action I’d be getting in Vegas would be this kind.

  Groaning, I pull back from her. “My room’s not far… do you think we can make it?”

  She bites her bottom lip peering up at me through her thick lashes.

  Fuck, she’s sexy.

  Her head slowly nods. So I grip her hand and take off running, making her burst out laughing as her tiny legs try to keep up with mine. It’s like we’re fucking school kids after prom as we race the halls.

  My door’s coming up on the left, so I reach into my pocket for the keycard. I slow down our pace approaching my room, then pull her to me, turning my back to the woodgrain. Her body slams into mine, and she giggles uncontrollably while I lock my lips with hers. I back up against the door, running one hand into her hair, the other against the key lock. The click sounds, so I push the door with my ass, and it opens as I back us inside. My hands shift to her ass, and I hoist her up. Ember’s legs wrap around my waist as our tongues go rogue with each other’s.

  My cock’s aching so damn much to be set free. I haven’t wanted to be inside a woman this bad for as long as I can remember. I’m not lacking in pussy, Jada and Mish are always available, but there’s something different about having someone who you’re deeply attracted to, someone you have a connection with.

  Walking us in, her hands fist in my hair, and she tugs making my cock throb with need. I back her hard up against the wall, kissing her forcefully. I grab one of her wrists, slamming it back into the wall beside her head. She moans into my mouth while I grind my cock into her pussy. I bite her bottom lip between my teeth as she pants for much-needed breaths. We’re working ourselves into a frenzy.

  “Fuck me, Viper,” she whimpers, her beautiful big doe eyes locking onto mine.

  I stare at her, her golden flecks coming through so strong right now, the fire inside bursting to get out. A low rumble escapes me as I spin, walking us over to the bed. Then I throw her down onto the mattress, her ample tits bouncing with the movement.

  I can’t wait to see them out of that uniform.

  Bending over her, she watches me the entire time as my hands move to her black pants. I undo the button, then the zipper. My eyes shift to hers. I slide the zipper down. She gnaws on her bottom lip, lifting her ass off the bed as I grip her pants, yanking them down to her ankles. I make quick work of removing her shoes and pants, then I move back up to take a look at her. She has a tattoo on her left thigh of a phoenix. Of course, she does. The red, orange, and turquoise flames wrapping around her perfect thigh only makes her skin more beautiful to the touch.

  I shake my head in awe, moving to her vest. She sits up slightly, undoing the buttons, then shrugging out of the stupid thing. Honestly, these uniforms were not made to get out of quickly. I stand back as she detaches her clip-on bowtie, which I can’t help but smirk at as she throws it to the floor.

  “It’s cute,” I murmur.

  “Cute is not what I’m going for right now,” she sasses back at me.

  I wiggle my brows as she makes quick work of her shirt. It lands with her bowtie as she lays on the bed wearing a matching set of black lacy underwear. The sight before me is truly breathtaking. My cock instantly strains in my jeans.

  “Trust me, Ember, you’re sexy as hell.”

  She gets up stalking toward me on the bed on all fours, the move has me all kinds of worked-up. “And you’re far too dressed,” she replies as she reaches me, her hands making quick work on my Army belt.

  I let her do whatever the hell she wants, pulling out my wallet from the back of my pants, grabbing a condom and throwing it on the bed. She undoes my belt, button, and zipper, then my pants fall to the floor. I step out of my boots, then jeans, as she sits taller on the bed.

  Ember’s hands slide in under my cut as she moves to take it off. “Have I told you how attractive I find this?”

  “The cut? Not me?”

  “You in the cut, dickhead.”

  I chuckle as she slides it off, placing it on the bed. Good girl. If she dropped it on the floor, we’d have a problem. “Maybe I should leave it on while I fuck you, then?”

  She grins. “Leave that for round two. For now, I want to see you.”

  I tilt my head, moving my hands to the bottom of my shirt and lifting it over my head leaving me tenting in my briefs. Her eyes take in my muscles, her hand darting out tracing the lines of my sculpted abs. Everywhere her fingers trail, a tingle follows. It’s like she’s shooting electricity under my skin. My hand moves down to her chin, and I lift her, bringing her mouth to mine. Her hands instantly wrap around my neck as I move mine to her panties, gripping and tearing them from her.

  She gasps breaking our kiss. “What did you just do?”

  “Something I’ve wanted to do since I first saw you in the elevator.”

  She smirks but shakes her head. “They were a matching pair. Now I can’t wear the bra.”

  “Well, then I’ll just have to keep that, too.” I run my hands around her back unclipping the bra and sliding it away from her, chucking it plus her now-torn panties to the floor next to my luggage. “They’re mine now, Ember. Got it?”

  She raises her brow. “So, you can sniff them? You’re disgusting,” she teases.

  “You can keep mine if you want?”

  She rolls her eyes with a giggle. “You’re talking far too much shit right now.”

  Sliding my briefs down with a grin, I kick them off. Her eyes widen as she takes in my size. Ember swallows a lump in her throat, while I pick up the condom off the bed, rip open the packet and slide it on. “Less talk. Hope you know what you’re in for, phoenix.”

  “I think I have a good idea.”

  “Then get your ass back on the bed and your legs up in the air.
”

  She salutes me, then falls back on the bed, her feet point straight to the ceiling. Kneeling at her pussy, I grab her legs and hoist her up. Ember’s back arches off the bed. “Bend your knees, phoenix,” I tell her inching her body toward my cock.

  I want to ram into her, but I slide my finger into her folds to test the waters first. She’s so wet for me already. My finger edges up to her clit, and I press on it making her gasp. Her back arches higher off the bed as I circle on it hard then soft, hard then soft. I’m not going to make her come like this, though. I want her to climax with me inside of her for the first time. So, I continue to circle a few times as she bites down on her bottom lip, her fingers clenching on the bedsheets.

  My cock throbs so fucking hard I can’t wait to be inside of her. Ember lets out a small whimper, and I’m done for. I can’t wait any longer. I grip her thighs, line up my cock, and pull her onto me. I slide into her warm fucking pussy like I’m always meant to have been there. I groan as she clamps down on me, her walls enveloping me like a warm fucking hug as she moans right along with me.

  Now being inside of her, I let out a hiss through my teeth. I start to move, pulling her on and off me at the deeper angle, while at the same time, I work my hips. Her hands instinctively move to her breasts as she tweaks her nipples. The sight has me almost coming on the spot.

  “Fuck, Ember.”

  She pants while I thrust into her hard and deep, her eyes clenched as she rides the wave. Sweat coats my brow as my mouth begins to go dry from all the heavy breathing.

  Fuck, not now!

  I blink a few times, ignoring the warning sign. I keep thrusting inside of her, she feels so good I can’t stop.

  “Harder,” Ember moans.

  I want to please her, so I lean up on my knees, pushing myself into her deeper. She gasps as the angle hits her deep. I thrust harshly then faster, sweat working up on my forehead, but I’m running out of energy fast. A wave of nausea rolls through my stomach making me clench my eyes shut. I keep thrusting as it passes. She’s so fucking tight around me, it’s hard not to embrace the pleasure rolling over me. My breathing becomes shallow, but I’m almost there, and I know she is too.

  Anger swarms through me that this is happening now, of all times.

  “Fuck me, Viper,” Ember calls out.

  She wants me to fuck her, then I’ll show her what fucking a biker is really like. My hand slides off her thigh, and I place it around her neck. I press firmly making her eyes widen as she takes in what I’m doing. She gasps as I choke and fuck her at the same time. It’s not enough to stop the airflow, just enough to scare her a little.

  But it doesn’t scare her. The little firecracker smirks moving faster, an intense lust glazes over her eyes, and I’m fucking done for.

  This is what she wants.

  The bad boy.

  I grip tighter, fucking her as my adrenaline spikes.

  She begins to pant, her pussy clenching around my cock. Her fingernails dig into my biceps as she whimpers, “Fuck, Viper.” Her body trembles as she climaxes around my cock.

  This is fucking heaven as she constricts around me strangling my cock. I lean down, pressing my lips to hers, devouring her. The tingle starts from the tips of my toes, shooting all the way to my balls. They tighten as my cock throbs with the pressure building inside. I groan into her mouth as her nails dig into my back, drawing blood. She clenches her pussy, and it sends me over the edge. My balls pull up, the pressure builds, then explodes as I come so fucking hard in the condom, I’m finding it hard to breathe. I break our kiss, jerking with my movements while unloading inside of her as the weight of my situation grabs hold of me.

  I take a second to gather myself as she sighs running her hands up and down my back.

  “Holy shit! When I pictured sex with you, I knew it would be great. But that, Viper… that was epic.”

  I want to reply to her, but I’m having trouble even thinking let alone answering. I slowly pull out, then roll onto the bed.

  Dammit! I know what I need to do, and I need to do it quickly before I crash completely. I pant for breath as the nausea hits again. It rolls through me like a tidal wave. Leaning over the edge of the bed, I try not to throw up.

  “Hey, are you okay?” Ember’s voice is faint as I fall to the floor. “Shit!”

  I drag myself over to the mini bar fridge and pull out the little black bag as she squats by my side. “Hey, talk to me. What the hell is going on?”

  I ignore her, opening the black bag, pulling out the needle. She recoils looking at it like I disgust her. I jab it into my stomach, inserting the nectar of the gods where I need it. I drop the syringe to the floor, letting out a long breath hoping I caught the high in time.

  “You’re… an addict?” she accuses, folding her arms across her body like she’s protecting herself.

  “It’s not like that… I can explain. Just give me a minute for it to kick in.”

  She moves to her pants, pulling them on in a rush and tripping slightly in her haste. “You have sex with me, then need a fix so bad after you fall to the floor. Were you high the whole time I was with you, and it wore off while we were fucking?”

  A wave of nausea hits me, and I dry retch bringing my hand to my mouth, regret hitting me instantly. I should have stopped. I should have taken the damn hit when I knew I needed it.

  This shit will scar her.

  “Great, just great. Fucking me makes you physically ill. Well, thanks so much, Viper. Thanks for almost losing me my job, and single-handedly making me feel like the most disgusting woman on planet Earth. I’d say it’s been nice knowing you, but it really hasn’t.” Ember picks up her top, threading her arms through the sleeves, and starts buttoning it up.

  I go to tell her I’m sorry, but another dry retch comes instead.

  She curls up her lip. “Classy, real classy, Viper. Don’t choke on your own vomit!” She grabs her bowtie, vest, and shoes, then heads for the door.

  My breathing’s erratic at best. I reach out, but I can’t do anything other than watch her leave.

  I screwed this one up.

  I’m a fuck-up.

  I really need to get my damn life in order.

  And I need to do it fast.

  Chapter Six

  VIPER

  The Next Afternoon

  It’s taken me all night and morning to recover from what happened last night. I let it go too far. On top of my high, I feel like shit for how I treated Ember. I wish I had her number to call and apologize for fucking up like I did. My time with her was amazing while it lasted, but I guess I need to focus on the task at hand, being the president of my MC.

  We have a bigger issue to contend with.

  As we sit on the edge of the pool, I sip on a sparkling water, while the other guys drink their alcohol. Grace and Izzy are bonding in the shallows as the rest of us sit discussing our game plan.

  Trax shrugs. “Still no word from Torque?”

  “Last I heard, he wasn’t getting anywhere in his discussions with Bianca. In fact, from what he was saying, when he told Bianca Vex and Izzy were here and about to get married, Bianca lost her shit. Big fucking time. So, I can’t help but think we might have some visitors at the wedding tomorrow night.”

  Vex sits forward rubbing his chin. “So, we move the wedding.”

  “As in venue?” I ask.

  “As in from tomorrow to tonight. We bring it forward. Let’s get it done. Then Nio has nothing to come back at us with.”

  I let out a groan. “I don’t know, man—”

  “Look at it this way… if we’re married, we deal with the war that will inevitably come. Nio knows about us, he’s pissed anyway. We may as well get something good out of all this damn drama.”

  I glance at Trax, and he shrugs in response. “It makes sense. Honestly, Viper, at this point, we’re going to war no matter what. Izzy and Vex may as well find some kind of happiness through all of what’s to come.”

  My eyes wander t
o my brothers, each nodding their head in agreement. I exhale, rubbing the back of my neck. “Okay, fine! We move the wedding to tonight. Will the venue be okay?”

  “Money talks. The cut helps, too. If not, I’m sure there’s an Elvis somewhere in this city that’s willing.”

  We all chuckle as Trax slaps his son on the back. “You’re getting married, kid.”

  Vex grins wider than I’ve ever seen as he glances at Izzy in the pool. “Izzy!” Her eyes meet his. “We’re getting married tonight. You okay with that?”

  Her lips turn up, showing her perfect pearly whites. She’s stunning, I certainly see the attraction. But to me, she doesn’t hold a candle to Ember.

  My chest tightens, and I take a deep, steadying breath.

  I need to find a way to make it up to her, that is if I can ever find her again.

  “Hell, yeah. I’ll marry you right here and now in this pool if I could,” Izzy calls back, making us all chuckle.

  “Nah, babe, you’re wearing that dress. Tonight.”

  I inhale deeply, unease rolling over my shoulders.

  Tonight.

  I can’t say how this is going to play out, but at least we’ll have a night of celebrations before the real world hits us hard. When it does, we’re going to be in a shit load of pain because Nio won’t hold back. Vex may have won this battle, but the mother of all wars has begun, and I’m allowing it to happen.

  Who knows if this is the right choice?

  I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

  * * *

  I have to admit, bringing this ceremony forward a night has been awesome. This place sure has pulled out all the stops. I don’t know what Vex did, but he’s made this small chapel picture perfect for his soon-to-be wife. I’m not usually one for all this romantic shit, but even I admit I’m getting the warm and fuzzies.

  I’m standing back as Vex and Highway stand at the top of the aisle with the minister. The rest of my brothers sit in the pews waiting for Sparx and Grace to walk down the aisle before Izzy.