Freak (Fallen Lords MC Book 7)

by Winter Travers

  “Fucking shit, Carnie,” he groaned. He pressed me against the wall of the stall and pulled his shirt over his head. He draped it over the door, and I licked from his nipple all the way up to the tattoo on his neck.

  “I love this tattoo,” I whispered. There was something about it that turned me on and made me want to explore it with my tongue.

  “I’m gonna have to get you drunk more often if this is the way you get.”

  I moved my mouth to his ear. “Did you wonder why I chose to wear a skirt tonight?”

  “I didn’t even think about it, but now I can see you’ve been planning this all along.” He flipped up the front of my skirt and moved my panties to the side. He parted the lips of my pussy and pressed his thumb against my clit.

  “Holy shit,” I gasped. I was about to go off like a rocket and Freak didn’t even have his dick out of his pants yet. “Your pants,” I panted. “Open them.”

  Freak managed to unzip his pants and drop them to the floor.

  “Have I mentioned that I love the fact you don’t wear boxers? You’re always ready to fuck me, no matter what.” My fingers wrapped around his long cock and stroked him. Freak took a slight step back, creating a little space between us. I guided his cock into my pussy, and I gasped when he filled me all the way to base.

  “Wall sex,” I panted. “Definitely my favorite so far.”

  Freak pressed me against the wall and slowly pulled out. “Your pussy wrapped around my cock is all I need. Don’t care how the fuck I get it, as long as I get it.”

  His harsh, dirty words turned me on even more. Freak was my dirty biker who wanted me and only me. “Fuck me,” I gasped. “Fuck me.”

  Freak fucked me hard and quick. My pussy milked his hard cock, his thumb strumming my clit, and I came screaming his name. He unloaded inside me, and with shaky legs, I stood.

  He pressed his lips to my ear. “Every time you move tonight, my cum is going to drip down your leg. That’s me inside you. You’re mine.”

  His words sent a shiver down my spine. “God, yes.”

  I leaned against the stall and watched Freak pull his pants up and tuck his still-hard dick inside.

  “Maybe we should go again so you’re not walking around with a stiffie all night,” I suggested.

  Freak reached under my skirt, parted the lips of my pussy, and flicked my clit. “We’ll save that for when we get back to the clubhouse, doll.” I gasped at his touch and bucked my hips into his hand. “I always have a stiffie when you’re around.”

  He pulled my panties back into place and grabbed my hand. He pulled me out of the stall and out of the bathroom.

  “We didn’t get caught,” I laughed.

  He looked down at me. “Uh, yeah we did, doll. The bathroom door opened four times.”

  “What?” I gasped. I hadn’t even noticed.

  Freak stopped in his tracks and pulled me into his arms. His hand snaked around my back and over my ass. “That’s how you know you’ve been fucked good when the whole world disappears.”

  He pressed a hot kiss to my lips, and I melted into him.

  “You fuck me good every time,” I whispered.

  “Damn fucking straight.” He led me back to the girls and left me with a tap on the butt.

  “Damn, girl.” Raven looked me up and down. “If your face doesn’t say just fucked, I don’t know what does.”

  “It was you!” Alice shouted. “I went into the bathroom to pee and someone was in the stall having sex. Wrecker had to take me into the men's room and stand guard while I hovered above the seat.”

  I grabbed a shot from the bar and tossed it back. “I’d tell you I’m sorry, but I’m really not.” I grabbed another and clinked it against the glass Karmen was holding. I tossed it back and cringed.

  “I do believe that you might be in the running for becoming a captain in training,” Karmen laughed.

  “Your hat,” Nikki shouted. “We totally should have brought it tonight.”

  Karmen nodded to the bartender. He reached under the bar and pulled out Karmen’s pirate hat.

  “No fucking way,” Alice laughed.

  Karmen placed it on her head and tossed back the rest of her drink. “The Captain has arrived, girls,” she shouted. “Let the party begin!”

  *

  Chapter Twenty

  Freak

  “How much longer you think before one of them passes out?”

  I watched Carnie toss back another shot and laughed. “I’m thinking Carnie has the stamina to go all night if we let her.”

  Wrecker shook his head. “I don’t even remember being that young.” He drained his glass of water and set it on the bar. “I say half an hour more and then we start trying to corral them onto the bus.” Alice doubled over with laughter and held onto Raven. “And I think my ol’ lady is going to be the hardest to get on the bus and she isn’t even drinking.”

  “You might be right about that one.” I set my beer on the bar. “I’m gonna hit the head.”

  Wrecker nodded.

  I made my way over to Carnie and snaked my arm around her waist. “You doing good?”

  She tipped her head back and gave me a loopy smile. “I am sooo good.”

  “I’m heading to the bathroom. You need to go?”

  “Are we going to fuck?” she asked loudly.

  The girls fell into a fit of laughter, and Carnie plastered herself against me. Carnie was a horny and loud drunk. I was going to have to remember that for the future. “I think we’ll wait until we get back to the clubhouse.”

  “Yass,” she drawled. She turned to Alice and Cora who were still laughing their asses off. “More shots!”

  I left Carnie at the bar and made my way to the bathroom.

  Two guys were about to walk out as I walked in, and one held the door open for me.

  “Thanks,” I mumbled. I brushed past him, and an eerie feeling settled over me.

  “You with the load of drunk girls?” he asked.

  I turned to look at him, and by the time I realized who was holding the door for me, the world went dark.

  *

  Carnie

  The hair on the back of my neck rose, and the world stopped. “Something’s not right,” I whispered.

  I pulled my phone out to see if I had missed a call but saw my blank home screen.

  “Who you calling?” Alice asked me.

  I looked up. “No one. I just felt like something was wrong.”

  “What?” She tipped her head to the side. “What do you mean?”

  “Maybe I just drank too much.” That had to be what it was. I was in a bar surrounded by the Fallen Lords. There was no way something bad happened.

  Wrecker walked up to Alice and gently grabbed her arm. “Stay right here. Do not move,” he growled.

  Nickel and Pipe took off toward the bathroom while Maniac, Boink, Slayer, and Clash surrounded us.

  “Something happened,” I whispered. I looked around frantically. “Where is Freak?” I shrieked. Everyone was there but Freak. “Where is he?” I demanded.

  Alice leaned toward Wrecker, and he whispered something in her ear.

  “What is going on!”

  Wrecker nodded to Clash, and he took off toward the bathroom.

  I tried to muscle my way out of the group and follow Wrecker, but Clash grabbed me around the waist and held me in place. “Let me go!”

  I beat at his arm and tried to wiggle loose.

  “We’re moving,” Boink shouted.

  Clashed lifted me up in his arms, and we moved in the direction of the front door. “Where is Freak!?” I gasped.

  The girls went from a giggling and happy group to sober and downright confused.

  None of them were as confused as I was.

  Clash lifted me onto the bus, and it was moving before we were all sitting. I clamored out of Clash’s hold and dove toward the doors of the bus.

  Slayer grabbed me and pulled me to sit next to him. “Let me go!” I shouted. />
  “Carnie, calm down.”

  I punched him in the chest and screamed. “Where the hell is Freak!”

  “We don’t know!” he yelled

  Wendy wrapped her arms around my shoulders, but I shrugged her off. “What do you mean you don’t know? We’re just going to leave without him. Let me off the bus!”

  “Carnie,” Alice called. “Wrecker, Nickel, and Pipe are there. We didn’t leave him.”

  “I did! I left him! Take me back!” The motion of the bus and the large amount of alcohol in my system wreaked havoc on me. The world spun, and then it dropped out from underneath me.

  I slammed on to the floor of the bus, and my vision blurred.

  “We need to calm her down,” someone yelled.

  I tried to stand back up, but the world spun again, and I landed back on the floor.

  “Freak,” I wheezed.

  My head throbbed, my stomach rolled, and then the world went black.

  *

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Freak

  “You’re sure this is the one?”

  “He was the one who was fucking her in the bathroom.”

  “Figures that tease would give it up for a biker.”

  The side of my head ached, and I was lying face down on a cold floor.

  “So now what the hell are we going to do?” That was the voice of the guy who had held the bathroom door open for me.

  It was Jenkins.

  I had realized who he was too late.

  “Now we use him to get her and then we kill them both.” That had to be Bobby.

  All along, I had been worried about him kidnapping Carnie, but instead, they were going to use me to get to her.

  The exact same thing Bobby had done to Carnie. He had used her to get to Mayra.

  “You left the phone in the bathroom?” Jenkins asked.

  “Yeah. Left it right on the sink. They’d have to be blind to not find it.”

  One of them kicked my foot, but I acted like I was still knocked out. If they knew I was awake, they might not be so open with what they were doing.

  “Leave him the fuck alone until the Lords call.”

  “We sure he’s not dead?” Bobby asked.

  “You were the one to fucking hit him. How hard did you do it?” Jenkins demanded.

  “It was just a tap.”

  Jenkins laughed. “Right, just a tap. His chest is still moving so he isn’t dead. Lock the door behind you, and we’ll wait for the call.”

  Two sets of footsteps moved away, and the room went dark. The sound of keys and a lock flipping were the last noises I heard.

  I cautiously opened my eyes and looked around. It was pitch black all around except for a small window to my left that was high up. I rolled onto my back, arms tied up and pinned beneath me. My legs were tied at my ankles, but I could tell they weren’t that tight. My hands, on the other hand, they had tied damn good. I was a little sore, but nothing felt broken. Well, everything was good except for my head.

  Bobby’s definition of a tap and mine were completely different.

  I needed to figure out where the hell I was and try to find a way out. I knew Wrecker wouldn’t leave me here, but if I was able to get out without having the Lords come here, the better it would be. I managed to stand up and knew I could get out of the ropes around my ankles, it was just going to take some time.

  I glanced up at the window and sighed. It was about nine feet up, and the only thing I could see was a tree and the moon.

  I was in a basement, but I didn’t know where. I shuffled forward, felt the cold cement walls through my shirt and made my way slowly around the perimeter of the room. There was nothing on the floor, and the walls were bare.

  How the fuck was I going to get out of this?

  *

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Carnie

  “Where is he?”

  It was half past eight in the morning, and I had just woken up.

  The whole night washed over me like a freight train, with the last few minutes before I passed out playing like a horror movie.

  Slayer sat on the couch in my room, and he didn’t look the least bit concerned. “We don’t know.”

  I tossed the covers back and jumped out of bed. It would be nice to know who had undressed me and put me there, but right now, it really wasn’t a concern. “Where is Wrecker?”

  I yanked open a drawer and pulled out a pair of jeans. I dropped my pajama bottoms on the floor and pulled on the jeans.

  “Jesus, woman. Can’t you go change in the bathroom?” Slayer turned his back to me.

  “Where is Wrecker?” I asked again. I knew if anyone was going to be able to help me, it was going to be him.

  “He’s in Church right now.”

  I pulled my shirt over my head. I rifled through the drawer but realized I was out of clean shirts. “Shit.”

  I spotted the gift bag Alice had given me last night and grabbed it. I pulled the tissue paper out and grabbed the black shirt underneath. I stuck my head and arms through the holes and tugged it on. I shoved my feet into flip flops and took off out the door.

  “Where the hell are you going?”

  Slayer was about ten steps behind me, and I knew I needed to speed it up if I wanted to get into Church before he stopped me. I made like I was about to turn to go to the kitchen but sprinted the last few steps to the door to Church and tossed it open.

  “What the fuck?” Slayer yelled. “You can’t go there.”

  No, I shouldn’t go in there, but there wasn’t anything that was going to stop me.

  “Where is he?” I demanded.

  Wrecker was sitting at the head of the table with Leo Banachi right next to him. The rest of the Fallen Lords were around the table with two guys wearing suits behind Leo. They both had their hands on their guns, but they hadn’t drawn them.

  Leo motioned for them to relax, and they went back to standing at attention.

  “We were wondering when you would be joining us, Miss Wilkes.” Leo motioned to the chair next to him that was empty. “I know from my past experience with any of the Fallen Lords women, they don’t sit by idle when a Lord is in trouble.” He nodded at my shirt. “It’s nice that you advertise it to people so they know what they are getting into.”

  I glanced down at my shirt and cringed. Now I remembered why Alice had given me this shirt. It was what Freak always told me.

  The Sass is strong in this one was scrawled across my chest in a font similar to the Star Wars titles.

  At least it wasn’t false advertising.

  The guys around the table chuckled, and it just pissed me off even more.

  “Where the hell is Freak?” I demanded again.

  “Carnie,” Wrecker growled. “Sit down, and we’ll tell you what is going on.”

  I clenched my fists. “The last thing I want to do is sit down.” I glared at Wrecker, and I realized he was the king of a stare down. I looked away not even ten seconds in and made my way to the chair next to Leo. “Spill the beans,” I demanded before my butt even hit the chair.

  Leo motioned to Wrecker to start.

  “Last night, when Freak went to the bathroom before we were going to leave, we believe Bobby and some other guy attacked him and left this phone.” Wrecker held up a small flip phone.

  “Have we called it? Are we sure that has anything to do with Freak? Maybe it was some drunk guy who left his phone in there.” My mind was going a mile a minute, and I couldn’t stop the words from coming out.

  Wrecker shook his head. “We thought the same thing, too, but when we opened it, we saw that the only contact in the phone was the name Bobby.”

  Son of a bitch. “How do you know someone else was with him?”

  We now had another guy who was trying to help Bobby kill me? That was great.

  “We’ve always been aware that Bobby was working with someone else, but we haven’t been able to figure out who.” Wrecker was so damn calm about all of this that I wa
s about ready to rip my hair out.

  “Have we called Bobby? Maybe invite him for brunch or something?” I drawled.

  Leo leaned back in his chair, a smile on his lips. “You Fallen Lords women really are something. Must be the water.”

  I shouldn’t be having such an attitude with Leo Banachi and the president of the Fallen Lords, but it just felt like they weren’t doing anything.

  “We were just about to call when you walked in the room.”

  Maniac patted my arm. “We’re taking care of it, Carnie.”

  I nodded and folded my arms over my chest. “Well, let’s call up the psychopath and see what he wants.”

  Leo chuckled. “Such sass.”

  Wrecker flipped open the phone, pressed a couple of buttons, and laid it on the table.

  Thank God, he had put it on speaker phone, otherwise, I would have ripped the damn thing out of his hands to hear what Bobby was saying.

  Wrecker pointed his finger at me. “One word out of you and you’ll be duct-taped. You feel me?”

  I nodded. That was one thing I didn't want, and I didn’t want to mess anything up to get Freak back.

  The phone rang four times before it connected.

  “If it isn’t my favorite president of the Fallen Lords.”

  Wrecker look at Leo. Leo shook his head and mouthed “no.”

  We were apparently going to play this as Leo wasn’t here.

  “Long time no talk, Bobby. Here I thought you ghosted on us.”

  Bobby chuckled. “I could never just disappear without making sure you guys knew how much you fucked up my life.”

  We fucked up his life? He was the one who had dated me only to try to kill Mayra. From where I was sitting, he was the one messing with people’s lives.

  “So what have you been up to, Bobby?”

  Wrecker was killing me with this nonchalant bullshit. He needed to cut to the chase and demand to know where Freak was.

  “You know. I tried to become one with nature a couple of weeks back, but it just didn’t work out. I did go out for a drink last night with a buddy of mine. You might know him.”