by Jamie Begley
Jackal almost flinched when her hand slipped higher against the bulge of his jeans.
“Jeez, you’re really packing, aren’t you?” Raci rubbed his dick as she unsnapped his jeans with her other hand.
Jackal peeled her hands away from his limp dick. Either he made her talk, or his dick was about to show her how uninterested he really was.
Jerking down her top, he took her nipple in his mouth.
“I can make you feel so … good.” Raci brought her hand once again to his dick.
He yanked her hands back, holding them behind her back. “Did I tell you that you could touch my dick?”
Raci leaned forward, running her tongue up the side of his neck before stopping at his earlobe and sucking it into her mouth.
“You want my dick? Ask for it.”
“Can I suck your dick?”
She moaned when he yanked her skirt up, baring her to her waist. He brought his hand between her thighs, and Raci spread her legs as he slid a finger inside her pussy. Raci twisted on his fingers, sprawling her legs wider.
“How long have you been with the Last Rider’s?”
Raci moaned louder. “Several years.”
“That’s a long time.”
Raci frantically nodded as Jackal began to pump his finger into her drenched pussy.
“I bet they took one look at a beautiful girl like you and thought they hit the jackpot.”
Surprisingly, she shook her head. “My cousin had to talk Viper’s brother into letting me join. It’s not easy to become a Last Rider.”
“Where is he? I want to thank him.”
Raci tried to open Jackal’s jeans again, and Jackal saw the flicker of fear enter her eyes.
“She doesn’t live in Treepoint.”
“Where is she? Call her. I’m tired of the Predators. We could meet up. We can start our own club,” Jackal said as he rubbed her tit with his free hand.
“Crystal has an old man.”
“Introduce me to her. I can take care of him.”
Raci shoved her hand down his jeans, taking out his cock. “I haven’t seen a pierced dick since Diamond married Knox,” she whimpered. “Fuck me.”
Jackal pulled his hand out of her pussy. The fact that she hadn’t noticed his dick wasn’t hard showed she wasn’t into fucking him.
Clenching his hand on her thigh, he smeared her juices on the inside of her leg. “I think we need to get Viper down here to enjoy this party.”
“Viper’s busy.”
Jackal jerked back at Penni’s choked voice. He didn’t spare a glance at the woman who was trying to tug her skirt back down as he shoved his dick back into his jeans.
Penni turned and ran up the steps, and Jackal ran across the room, his hand reaching out to try to catch her. Penni dodged his hand, turning to face him.
“Don’t you dare touch me when you still smell like her!”
Jackal jerked his hand back. “Listen to me—”
Penni clenched her hands into fists. “I’m going to walk up these steps and go to Shade’s house, and you’re not going to fucking touch me. Do you understand?”
The fury blasting from her told Jackal she wasn’t ready to listen to anything he had to say. It would end a fight and give her something else to hate him for. Therefore, he would wait until morning to talk to her.
“Yes.” He nodded once.
Raci tried to slide past them.
“We’re not done.” Jackal pulled her to his side. Then he wanted to kick himself at his choice of words as he saw Penni blanch then run up the steps.
“I hate you!” she yelled. With each step she took, more expressions of animosity came out. “God, I hate you!” Her voice became shriller.
Jackal barely had time to move away from the bottom of the steps as a chair came tumbling down.
“Get away from me!” Jackal heard her furious scream from the kitchen, but he wasn’t stupid enough to attempt the steps. It was lucky he hadn’t. Plates came flying down, crashing onto the floor.
“She’s gone crazy. Maybe you should go talk to her?” Raci whispered when a large cookie jar joined the pile.
Jackal looked at Raci as if she had lost her mind. “If you’re so brave, you go up there.”
“Never mind.”
“Shit.” She was pissed off.
“Fuck that asshole!” Penni screamed down the stairs.
A laptop splattered in parts, the screen cracked.
“Come on, Penni. I’ll walk you home.” Winter’s calm voice tried to reason with her over the men telling her to calm down.
“He was fucking her!”
Jackal heard her moving away from the door to the basement and yelled back, “I was not!”
“What the hell did he say!”
He peered up the steps, hearing a struggle. Concerned, he started up the steps.
“FUCK!” Jackal ran back down the steps, taking Raci with him into the hallway, and then he heard shots ring down, sending plaster raining from the wall across the steps.
“Fuck that!”
“She’s pretty mad,” Raci panted, crouching down.
“No shit.” Jackal had his gun to protect himself, but he really didn’t want to shoot the crazy bitch.
Jackal had learned his lesson. This time, he was smart to stay quiet until he saw Train and Viper come down the steps.
“You okay?”
Train’s amusement had Jackal shoving Raci toward Viper. He wanted to spank Penni’s ass red.
“I’ve been better.”
“Did a bullet hit you?” Viper went to the laundry, taking out a roll of paper towels and tearing some off before he handed them to him.
“No, that was glass from the cookie jar.”
The men stared at the disaster that Penni was responsible for.
Jackal stepped on a cookie, smashing it with his boot.
“No one is going to want to clean this mess,” Train said as he took a chair from in front of the couch.
“Penni made it; she can clean it up,” Viper said as he pushed Raci onto the couch, standing over her.
“You going to be the one to tell her?” Train arched his eye at his leader.
“Never mind. Raci can do it.”
“Me? I’m not going to clean up her mess!”
“Why? You have something better to do than fucking Jackal?”
“I didn’t fuck him!” Raci denied. “Who are you going to believe, me or Jackal?”
“Penni was the one who was screaming it.”
“We were just messing around. That’s not against the rules. It’s not fair, anyway. The men don’t have any problems fucking anyone they want, so why can’t the women?” Raci began crying. “Besides, I didn’t want to.” Her eyes pleaded with Viper.
“Then why did you? You have plenty of Last Riders to keep your pussy warm.”
Raci’s shoulders began to shake. “I didn’t have a choice. They threatened to kill Crystal.”
Train reached out, taking Raci’s wrist and tugging her onto his lap. “Then we have to stop them, don’t we?”
Train’s gentle words had Raci’s tears drying. “Yes, we do.”
Ice, Hennessy, Max, Stump, Cade, and Rider came downstairs.
“Where’s Winter?” Viper asked Rider.
“Upstairs in your bedroom. She left a blanket and pillow in front of your door.”
Viper’s expression hardened. “Talk!” he snapped at Raci.
“I got a text from Crystal for me to call Deron. When I did, another man answered. At first, I thought I had dialed the wrong number.” Raci shuddered.
“It wasn’t?” Jackal prompted when he saw Viper was getting irritated. He wanted to be with his woman as much Jackal wanted to be with Penni.
“No, but I didn’t know who it was. He told me that he had Crystal and Deron, and if I didn’t do what they wanted, they would kill her. You know how close Crystal and I are. What was I supposed to do?”
“You could have told me or Shade.”
“He said he would kill her if I did. He said someone else in the club was watching me.”
Viper folded his arms across his chest. “He was bluffing.”
“I didn’t know what to do. I was scared. He made me tell him who was in the clubhouse and when they left the house.” Raci gave Viper a terrified glance at that. “I told them Genny was the only one who left the house. I made sure they wouldn’t hurt Willa.”
Jackal looked away. The bitch was excusing herself because she had been willing to get Genny killed instead one of the members’ wives.
Raci had known that, if one of the men had found out, they would have killed her. She had been right.
“How did you talk to them? Shade checked cell phones.”
“They mailed me a disposable phone. Since I offered to check the mail, no one noticed me taking it.”
“Jewell is going to be furious you did it.” Rider’s low whistle had Raci crying again.
“Do we have to tell her?”
“Yes. Where’s the cell phone now?” Jackal’s sharp voice cut through her tears.
“I hid it upstairs in my bathroom, under my sink. It’s at the bottom of a box of tampons.”
Viper motioned for Rider to retrieve it.
“Sorry, Viper. I didn’t think to look there.”
“I wouldn’t have, either.” Viper nodded to Rider to go. “What else did you tell them?”
“I told them that I heard Jackal and Cruz talking about leaving, but I wanted to find out more before I called them back. The last time I didn’t have anything, they made Crystal scream.” Raci buried her face in Train’s shoulder.
Rider came back with the phone, talking into another phone.
“Shade just found out Winter and Penni are missing. He wants to know if you want them to come back or stay in Lexington?”
“Tell them to stay. The kids have to be tired. They can come back in the morning.”
“Why did it take them that long to notice they were missing?” Jackal’s loud voice must have been heard on the phone because Rider winced.
After a few minutes, he hung up the phone. “Shade said that Lily and Willa kept telling them they were in the dressing rooms.”
“It took a long time to say all of that,” Jackal said suspiciously.
“He told me to shove my phone up your ass.” Rider shrugged. “Any other time, I would help him out, but it’s a new phone.”
“What’s our next move?” Ice’s cold gaze went to Viper.
“Raci’s going to make another call. She’s going to tell them the Predators, the Road Kingz, and The Last Riders are going to attack the Unjust Soldiers’ compound. They’ll think our women will be guarded by a small amount of men. When they show up, they’ll have a surprise waiting.”
“You going to bring them to The Last Riders’ clubhouse? Isn’t that risky?” Jackal didn’t want Penni near the cutthroats when they attacked.
“They won’t expect all of us to be here, plus the other clubs.”
“They’ll kill Crystal and Deron!” Raci sobbed.
Jackal and all the men stared down at Raci.
Cade laid a hand on Raci’s shoulder. “They’re already dead. The cartel doesn’t keep hostages. I’ll check with the police to see if any unidentified bodies have shown up, but I doubt it. They hide them to keep their relatives under their control.”
Raci shook her head. “I heard her scream …”
“It was probably one of their women. My sister-in-law was dead before her father could pull money out of the bank.”
Jackal couldn’t bring himself to sympathize with a faceless woman when his was still hurting.
“If you don’t need me, I want to go talk to Penni.”
“Stay away. She’s sitting on Shade’s porch with a gun,” Rider warned him as he helped Raci straighten her top.
“Where did she get the gun?” Jackal growled.
“Sorry, brother.” Stump grinned. “She snatched it out of the back of my jeans.”
“She’s Shade’s sister; I would give her a wide berth for a couple days,” Viper advised.
Jackal acknowledged that Viper might be right.
“I’ll talk to her tomorrow,” he said, going back to his original plan.
“Like I said, take a couple of days. I’ve taken enough beatings from Shade to know what I’m talking about.”
Jackal ignored Viper’s advice. Shade would take the gun away when he came home. Once she was rational, she would see reason. Penni might be hot-headed, but when she calmed down, she would be more level-headed. That was a woman’s role when they were involved with bikers, so she might as well learn that lesson now.
She’s mine. She’s mine, he kept repeating to himself. He had sworn an oath, and he intended to keep the one to the Predators and the one he had made to her. He would keep it tomorrow and every day until the day he died … if she didn’t kill him first.
31
Penni sat there, staring into the dark night. Her cell phone kept pinging, but she didn’t want to talk to Shade, Lily, or Winter. Jackal, at least, did not call. Then why are you checking to see if he did?
The drive back to Treepoint had been tense, both she and Winter imagining what they would find when they arrived at the clubhouse.
“Want me to stop and get you something to drink?” Penni had looked at Winter who had been staring out the window. When she had turned her head, Penni could see her cheeks were wet.
“No, we don’t have time. We’ll be lucky if we make it before they know we’re missing.”
Penni licked her dry lips. “Winter, Viper wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize your marriage.”
“Viper’s not the one who’s ruining our marriage. I am.”
“I didn’t realize you were having problems. You just seem so happy together.” Had she been so involved chasing Train and immersed in Jackal that she had missed that the marriage was crumbling?
“Viper and I both want to keep our problems to ourselves. We didn’t want any of The Last Riders to give their opinions.”
“Why would they give their opinions? Your marriage is just between you and Viper. It’s none of their business.”
“I want a child, Penni. I want one so badly I can barely breathe.”
“Then have one,” Penni said matter-of-factly. “I can see why it could be a problem. Raising one in a clubhouse would be hard, but Razer and Shade make it work.”
“I can’t have children … Well, I can, but I can’t.” Winter took a breath before explaining her confusing answer. “When I was attacked and left for dead, my spine and hips were injured. My doctors say there’s a chance I wouldn’t survive.”
“Holy shit! I can see why Viper doesn’t want you to do it. Have you thought about adoption?”
“Yes, but the baby wouldn’t be mine and Viper’s. We filled out the paperwork to start the adoption process, but we were denied.”
“Assholes. You would make the perfect parents.”
“I know. That’s what I think, too, but they did a background check and found out he’s the president of The Last Riders. They don’t think we’ll make suitable parents. We even tried to take in foster kids, and they turned us down for that, too.”
“Winter, if there is anything, I would—Hey, I could be your surrogate.”
Winter shook her head. Smiling, she pulled out a Kleenex to wipe her face. “I would take you up on your offer, but Viper would kill you if you didn’t hand over the baby after it was born. You wouldn’t give up a child after carrying it that long. You have a hard time being away from your ducks. You drove Jackal crazy every day by making sure Colton was feeding them.”
Penni thought about it, but she didn’t agree. Penni knew she could admit her own flaws, and she wasn’t possessive. When men stopped calling her, she didn’t get offended, chalking it off as another failed attempt to get Train off her mind. The child would be Winter and Viper’s, not hers. She was sure she could do it, but she would give Winter time to think over he
r offer.
“If you change your mind, let me know.”
“I will. We’ll work it out … if he’s not doing something he shouldn’t be doing.”
“He won’t be.” Penni waved her hand in the air, releasing her own worries and any she might have caught from Winter. Then she put her hand back on the steering wheel. She was determined to make Winter lighten up. “You think Kaden would give me maternity leave, though, since technically I wouldn’t be keeping the baby?”
Winter leaned her head against the window. “You’re a nut.” When she managed to stop laughing, she put her tissues back in her purse. “Will you do me favor?”
“Of course.”
“Don’t tell anyone. I let my emotions get the best of me. I really want to keep this between me and Viper.”
“No problem.”
The Last Riders had become a family. None of them would want Winter to jeopardize her health.
“I wish I could have seen Shade’s expression when he discovered we were missing.”
Winter brought her hand to her mouth. “I wish I could have seen Cash’s. He was guarding the backdoor. If the clerk hadn’t shown us the employee exit, we wouldn’t have managed to get away.”
For the rest of the drive, they talked about how the boys at the school where she was principal always believed they could pull the wool over her eyes. Winter told Penni several of the more humorous anecdotes, not stopping until she parked in The Last Riders’ parking lot.
Because they were driving Willa’s car, the two men on the front porch went back to leaning against the door.
“We’re here,” Winter said unnecessarily.
“Are you sure we should do this?” she whispered. Whether Winter went or not, Penni had every intention of seeing what Jackal was doing.
“Yes.”
“Remember, let’s be cool. Whatever we see, we don’t want to give them the satisfaction of knowing they’ve hurt us.”
“I’ll be calm. I promise. We’ll go in the front door. If they’re not in the living room, they’ll either be in the kitchen or the basement. The men won’t take the women upstairs to mess with; they’ll be too afraid of Mag barging in.”
“You remember she’s in a wheelchair?” she said as they quietly made their way up the large flight of steps.