by Vera Quinn
“God, babe. You feel so damn good. So tight. I don’t know how slow I can go this time. I need you too much.” With that he slides back out until only his head is left in and then slowly slides back in. Damn. That feels great.
“Faster, Gage. I need you to go faster. Please, go faster.” He looks in my eyes to make sure and he sees I need more. He sets a pace pulling almost all the way out and sliding back in. I wrap my legs around his back and pull him as close to me as I can. He rotates his hips and I feel something mounting inside me. I am meeting his every thrust. We are both covered in sweat. He brings his hand in between us and starts massaging my clit and that’s all it takes. I feel it. Spasms and contractions. I am scratching his back and when I finally release I shout out his name. “Damn, Gage! Yes! On my god, yes!” I feel Gage letting go as he reaches his own release.
“Katie, I love you! Oh shit!” He thrust for two more strokes and relaxes. He rolls me over to the side to keep his weight off me. “Are you ok? Did I hurt your ribs again?”
“Only in the best way. I love you, Gage. I never knew it could be so beautiful.” He pulls me in his arms and hugs me. Then he gets up and I thought I did something wrong. He sees the look on my face.
“I’m just getting rid of the condom, babe.” Oh yeah. I hadn’t thought of that. “Babe, I’m going to the doc to get checked out and I want you to get on the pill, because I don’t want anything between us. I was so tempted not to wrap it up with you, but I want you to know I am clean first. I want us to have a family one day, but I know it is important for you to finish school first. Plus, we need time to get used to each other before we bring a child into this world.”
Gage is always thinking of my feelings. I am a lucky woman. “I know we are supposed to wait until morning for gifts, but it is close to midnight.” I’m watching Gage dig under the bed and he comes out with a big box. It isn’t wrapped. “I didn’t wrap it because it isn’t really a Christmas gift, but open it and then we’ll do the rest later.”
I’m so excited I rip the thing open. It’s beautiful. A leather cut with the Demented Revengers MC emblem on it, my name Katie Bug, and Property of Shine. I love it.
“It’s beautiful! I love it.” Gage has a big grin on his face and he helps me put it on.
“You’re mine now. You will never be alone again. You are my old lady.” I am one lucky woman. I feel more loved than I ever have. Gage grabs his phone and snaps a picture. “For my eyes only, babe.” I don’t take it off. Gage wraps me in his arms and we drift off to sleep.
The End, for now.
Surviving Until The End
Demented Revengers MC: Quitman Chapter Book Three
Copyright
Copyright©2018 by Vera Quinn
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, businesses, events, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
***WARNING***
This book is intended for mature adults, 18+. There are sexual situations, profanity, and illegal activities. If any of these subjects are not what you are looking for to read, then this may not be the book for you. Proceed with care.
***WARNING***
This part of a continuing series. You need to read Surviving For Tomorrow and Surviving One Day At A Time before reading Surviving Until the End. There will also be one more book in the before the conclusion of the series.
Thank you…
To my husband and family that give me the support that I need to get through life each day.
To my support team in the indie world. Nicole Lloyd my amazing PA and friend. Tracie Douglas is the one that develops my covers and makes them look fabulous. To Maggie Kern who has taken my books and edited the correct way and put up with me never being on schedule. To my beta reader, Joanne. To all the women that take the time to pimp my book. Daverba, thank you, for all your help. To all the amazing authors I have met at signings and spoke to on social media. The support I have received still humbles me. All the amazing women that get my name out there by taking time out of their days to help me. I want to give you all a big Texas hug. To all the Vera’s Teasers, you are truly gracious people.
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Character List
Connor Family:
Alice Connors/Ma
Darren Connors/ Pa
Faith Connors
Charity Connors
Hope Harmon
Hell Keeperz MC:
Hack/Glenn Mills-President
Light-VP
Dread-SAA
Titan-Enforcer
Beef-Secretary
Demented Revengers MC: Tyler/Mother Chapter
Cap-President
Shine-VP
Con-SAA
Demented Revengers MC: Quitman Chapter:
Rebel “Antonio Javier Sanchez” -President
(Family - Gracie, Shelby, Tony & Ms. Audie/Ma)
Spinner-VP
Sin-SAA
Dawg Man - Road Captain
Cue Ball - Secretary
Salty - Treasurer
Tip-Tech Guy
Ax - Patched Member
Tango - Patched Member
Scrambler - Patched Member
Bolts - Patched Member
“Scratch”/Tim - Newly Patched Member
“Brink”/Crowder - Newly Patched Member
Blurb
Brody
I am a Marine and a bounty hunter. Because let’s face it, once a Marine always a Marine. My work and my parents are the constants in my life. I am haunted by the bad decisions I have made in life. My best friend became my adversary. Why? We loved the same woman. I loved a woman that was forbidden fruit. A line in the sand I would not cross. I married a good woman and then pushed her away because my heart was with someone else. Decision after decision kept shutting doors and burning bridges. Then I came face to face with a woman I can’t walk away from, even if she does keep running from me.
Charity
Since the day the Hell Keeperz MC made my pop an offer he couldn’t refuse, my life has become a nightmare. I have witnessed horrors that no one should see. Then my eyes met his and I felt a connection. I knew in that minute, I would do anything to help Brody and Rebel escape. Even if I escape from these people, I can never quit running, even if I leave my heart behind.
Rebel
The Demented Revengers MC is at war. We will do whatever it takes to dismantle the Hell Keeperz MC while keeping our family safe. Hopefully, we will all be Surviving Until The End.
Prologue
Brody
The war between the Demented Revengers MC and the Hell Keeperz MC is heating up and Rebel and I have come to a truce, of sorts, so we can combine our resources and contacts and get these criminals that are killing children and destroying families with the drugs they are putting on the streets. They are killing anyon
e that could be of help to us and tying up loose ends. They are staying one step ahead of us and it’s time to turn this situation around before more people are killed-innocent people. That is what brings Rebel and myself to Neldan’s Diner. Rebel and I both received text to meet Cap here.
Working so close with Rebel on this situation with the Hell Keeperz MC has brought our friendship back, somewhat. What started out as a strained working relationship has evolved, and I have remembered why Rebel and I were such good friends. After this is over I want that friendship back. I’ll earn it back.
The inside of this diner never changes. We have been coming here to get good home-cooked meals since I can remember. The place isn’t as overflowing as usual, so Rebel and I take a table in the back, so we’ll be able to talk with Cap without everyone eavesdropping on our conversation.
“Have you eaten yet? You want to grab a bite while we’re here?” Rebel asks me.
“I’ll look at the menu and see if anything sounds good. I just need something cold to drink first.” I answer Rebel, but I notice the waitress getting our water glasses is new. She’s a curvy little thing. I don’t think I’ve seen her in here before.
“The menu hasn’t changed in years Brody. I’m with you about something cold to drink.” The waitress brings us ice water and sits a glass in front of each of us then hands us menus.
“Do you know what you want, or do you need a few to look at the menu?” The waitress asks with a flirty smile on her face. That smile shuts down any attraction I had to the woman. It reminds me too much of Selena. I don’t want anything to do with any woman that reminds me of the woman that aborted my child.
“Give us a minute.” Rebel says. I lift my water glass to my mouth and drink half the glass.
“Could you bring more water when you come for our order?” I don’t even look at the woman when I talk to her.
“Sure thing.” She says and then turns and leaves. I see Rebel is just as thirsty as I was. We have been running down leads most of the day. One hot dusty road after another. I’m looking at the menu, but Rebel is right, I could recite this menu from memory. I look at my watch and Cap is running a little late. I didn’t know that man could be late. He is meticulous in his planning. I pick up the water glass and finish it, then look back at the menu. My head feels fuzzy and my sight is blurry. I look over at Rebel and he’s rubbing his eyes. I start to say something and then everything just fades to black…
Chapter One
Rebel
I am lying here on a filthy cold floor, chained to the wall with Brody next to me. He is still unconscious from whatever they slipped in our drinks or that’s what I am thinking happened. We had previously thought that the Hell Keeperz MC were only mobile in buses, but this is no damn bus. The floor and the walls are wood with a filthy rug covering it. Smells musty and old. It could be an old house or hotel. There’s a full-size bed in the corner of the room and a camera set up on a tripod. I see a toilet and sink in the corner. The lights are bright, but the windows are boarded with only small places to see out. I don’t even know how many hours I have been out. My mouth is dry, and my eyes feel heavy. I refuse to let sleep take me under again. I need to find us a way to escape. Gracie will be worried, along with all my brothers at the clubhouse. They will be on the hunt for us.
“What the hell happened?” Brody asks me.
“I would guess that we were drugged.” I answer Brody.
“My mind is a blank. What’s the last thing you remember?” I think about Brody’s question. Everything is still unclear.
“The last thing I remember is sitting down in the diner in Quitman and waiting for Cap to show up. The woman brought over some water and the menus. It had to be in the water. That means we have bigger problems than we thought. Most people in Northeast Texas know to not cross the Demented Revengers. Steve Neldan the owner of the diner has been a long-time supporter of the Demented Revengers. I can’t figure why he would change now. The waitress was new though, so maybe she did the drugging, but how did they get us out of the diner without anyone stepping in. I’m still not coming up with anything else.” I try to clear the fog out of my head. The door swings open and four men and one scared young woman walks in. The woman is crying silently. She has bruises on her arms and face. The things that get my attention are her tied hands and the handprints around her neck. This woman has been through hell and back. I don’t recognize any of the men. I look at the one that entered first and his name on his cut is Light and his patch says VP.
“Well it looks like the assholes are finally awake. It’s almost showtime.” Light laughs.
“Their families are going to have a new family video to add to their collections. All three stars are ready. That’s if the assholes can get it up.” I look at the man’s name and it’s Titan and his patch says Enforcer. All the men laugh.
“I see you have noticed that the old crew has been put in permanent retirement. Now we’re doing things our way.” Light sneers as he is saying it. One of the men behind the woman pushes her towards the bed. She almost falls but catches herself and walks over to the bed and sits on the edge. I look at the man that pushed her and he is a prospect. I glanced at the other man that I had not gotten his name yet and he is also a prospect. When we get out of here, it may be important to take the Hell Keeperz MC down. The leadership of their club changing hands may be the reason we haven’t been able to get closer to them. Light’s phone rings and he takes it out of his pocket. He steps out of the room to take the call. Titan walks over in front of us.
“This woman may be a little roughed up, but she is prime pussy. The kind of prime that’s virgin. We’re going to give her to you and your buddy.” He’s looking straight at me. I stare back at him.
“It’s not happening!” I yell. He starts laughing and the two prospects laugh along with him. The door opens and Light walks back in. He takes a zip tie out of his back pocket and hands it to one of the prospects.
“Zip tie her to the bed. The Prez has a job for Titan and me and then we’ll be back to get this done. I want one of you in the house and the other hidden outside in case someone comes looking for these two and stay there until we get back. We can’t let our guard down now.” Light instructs the other men and he turns and leaves and Titan follows behind him. After the prospects make sure the woman is secured to the bed they leave without a word. Brody and I look at each other and then at the woman. The woman is timidly looking at Brody. I’m giving Brody the time to take the lead.
“What’s your name and story?” Brody asks her. She looks startled by the question. I can see she doesn’t know whether she should answer the question or not.
“Tell me something about you first. I don’t want to get beat again for opening my mouth. What’s your story? How did the two of you get brought into this hell?” The woman says in a soft voice.
“I’m Brody and this is Rebel. We think we were drugged at a small diner. Things get cloudy from there. Rebel is the president of the Demented Revenger MC in Quitman and they’re at war with the Hell Keeperz MC. Your turn, please, just trust us.” Brody says to her in a firm voice. I know the way she’s looking at Brody that she already trusts him. It’s me she isn’t sure about.
“My name is Charity Connors. I have been held captive for almost four months. I’ve counted my meals. We receive oatmeal for breakfast and a peanut butter sandwich at night. They’re holding twenty something other women and girls in a different house until they’re ready to use them. The number varies on the day, but we never had more than twenty-nine or less than twenty in any one day. The youngest I talked to was sixteen, the girl was taken from where we were being held and then brought back later that night, and the oldest was twenty-two. Not all the women would talk. If we were caught, we were beat. They forbid us to talk to each other.” Charity’s lip is trembling as she says it. “They’re going to make you have sex with me or kill you. Both at the same time and then separate. I heard them talking last night. Only the one girl, has c
ome back from this type of situation. She said they killed the man that was to have sex with her. She said that she heard one of the bikers say that she wouldn’t be keeping the brothers happy that night, but her day was coming.”
“How were you taken? Were you drugged too?” I ask Charity.
“No drugs until after I was handed over to them. They gave us pills to sleep at night. The women that wouldn’t take them they injected them with something. I took the pills. I thought the needles might be dirty and I don’t like needles anyway.” Tears are falling from Charity’s eyes.
“Who gave you to them, Charity?” Brody asked.
“My pop. It makes no sense to me. We always had such a close family, or at least I thought we did. I have an older sister and a younger one. I’m scared for Faith. She’s my younger sister and only sixteen. Hope is my older sister, but she’s already married.” Charity gives in to her tears. I hit Brody with my elbow. He seems to be the one she has connected with, maybe he can calm this woman down, so we can get more information.