“Fuck you,” she screamed.
“Yeah, keep screaming,” Shady said, sounding bored. Slider watched her and he knew that she wasn’t as cool as she was letting on. But there was nothing she could do about it right now. The girl was clearly out of her head.
*****
Shady opened her eyes and looked around the room, Cajun had come back in at some point while she had dosed and was quietly sitting in the chair beside her. Jas was still out, only slight tremors shaking her body in sleep.
Shady watched her body as if willing the movement to stop. She was so focused she almost missed the sound of the door click open.
“She settling down?” Slider whispered to Cajun and Shady as he came back in, carrying their dinner. It had been over twenty-four hours and the worst of it was over. Although the girl was still shivering and shaking, she had stopped screaming and pleading for drugs. It had been an intense day.
“Yeah,” Shady whispered. “I hope she sleeps through the tonight.”
*****
“Why do you care so much?” Jas yelled weakly when she woke up in the morning after sleeping all the way through the night. Shady, Cajun, and Slider had actually been able to catch a few winks and weren't completely exhausted like they had been. Shady had taken off the restraints in the middle of the night.
When the girl woke up, she had been confused and not able to remember anything. Shady had just gotten done telling her what happened and how they had brought her back to the clubhouse to take care of.
“You should have called Social Services. They would have gotten me help,” Jas said.
“We did and had the police run your prints. You are not in any database in Dallas or anywhere else. No missing person matches your description,” Cajun said and the girl nodded.
“Yeah, I don’t exist,” she said flatly and Shady growled and took the girl by the hands and looked her in the eye.
“You do,” Shady said fiercely. “You exist.”
Jas shook her head and started to say. “You don’t know…”
“I know,” Shady said, “I know you.”
Jas shook her head. “No you don’t.”
“Yes, and I don’t care. Whatever you have done, I don’t care. None of us do. You are who you are. The lady at Social Services said you could say here. If no one comes forward to claim you, you can stay here. It is up to you,” Shady said and took the girl's hand. “Let us help you.”
Shady had asked the club if Jas had nowhere else to go if she could stay with her. Cajun and Slider had backed her and said they would do what they had to do to help the girl. Everyone had agreed.
“Why?” Jas whispered.
“Because someone helped me,” Shady said. “I was on the street for two years before they found me and saved me. You have been on the streets longer.”
“You can’t save me,” Jas said and looked away from Shady.
“If you let me I can,” Shady said and grabbed the girl’s chin and turned it back to her. “Please.”
The girl looked like she was struggling to get air in her lungs. They all knew it was because she was holding in her tears. The girl didn’t think she was worth the hassle. It was sad, and the trio separately vowed to make sure the girl found some value in life and realized what it was like to belong somewhere.
Jas finally let lose a cry and buried her head into Shady’s neck. The impact nearly knocked her off the bed but she held firm.
Shady closed her eyes and held on as the small girl wept every tear she could. Slider came to the side one side of the bed and Cajun came to the other and the girl looked up at them warily. Both guys shook their head and Slider whispered.
“You have nothing to fear from either of us. We promise you, here, you are safe. There is no one in the place that wouldn't lay down their lives for you if Shay claims you. And just so you know, if she claims you, we do too. We are a package deal.”
It was more than the girl had ever hoped for. All her life she prayed for someone to just care about her, ask her to be a part of their family. Then right when she had been ready to give up, here they were. She didn’t know what to do with this.
“I don’t get it,” Jas said and shrugged tiredly. “But I will stay.”
Shady grinned and looked at the guys who were smiling as well. In less than twenty-four hours this girl had captured their hearts, something about her made her fit with them. Maybe it was the pain they had all been through, maybe it was because they rescued her, whatever it was, Shady didn’t care. This girl needed her and she wasn't going to fail her.
Chapter Twenty
Shady led the guys up to their rooms. They needed a break because watching Jas was intense. They were all tired to the bone but Shady felt like she needed to connect with them. The whole situation drew them together, and she felt closer to them than any person in the world. Shady had never let anyone in like that.
As they walked into the bedroom, she turned to them and pulled both men closer. “I need you,” she whispered and both men nodded.
“We know what you need,” Slider said and pulled off his clothes and walked to the large chair in the corner and sat down, lounging back and looked at Shady expectantly.
She grinned and said, “Well, I guess you do.” She pulled off her shirt and threw it on the floor. Cajun came up behind her and cupped her breasts, and worked her bra off. She leaned back and put her head on his shoulder, and allowed him to tease her a little. She loved the feel of their hands on her; it made her feel their love. He ran one hand down her stomach and teased the tops of her jeans, running a finger just under the top. She moaned and arched.
Cajun chuckled and ran his tongue along her ear. “You like that, baby?”
Shady didn’t respond, her eyes were locked with Slider's who was gripping his already hard shaft and pumping it gently with his hand. Damn it, he was fucking sexy, seeing him watch them and jacking off made her want to come.
Cajun slid a hand down the front of her pants and cupped her mound. She moaned and then pulled at the buttons of her jeans until they were undone. Impatiently she wiggled and pushed them until they were crumpled at her feet, she kicked off her shoes and jeans quickly and then sighed, free.
“Shady, go and straddle Slider and put his cock in your hot cunt. Keep your knees on the chair and lean forward. Do not let his cock slide out,” Cajun ordered and Shady smiled and did as he said.
She heard the rustle of Cajun shedding his clothes and she shivered a little. Slider wrapped his hands around her waist as she settled herself over him. He leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. She sighed as his sucked first gently and then hard until she felt the tingle all the way down to her clit. Then he switched sides.
Damn they knew how to work her.
Cajun came up behind and grabbed the back of her hair and tilted her head back and kissed her deeply. He was being possessive and it turned her on. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth relentlessly, tasting and claiming her all in one. She savored the feeling of both of them with their mouths on her.
He let her hair go and pushed her back, she heard him open the bottle of lube, and she turned and looked over her shoulder as he stroked himself getting his cock ready. It was a beautiful sight.
He sucked in a harsh breath when she reached back and joined her hand with his, spreading the thick goo over him. Her hand stroked from base to tip, her thumb dragged over the slit and Cajun moaned loudly, causing her to grin.
He pulled back and pushed her forward, stepping up behind her. He pushed until her ass was presented to him for the taking. Her breast slid out of Slider's mouth with a pop and he immediately latched onto her lips, ravaging them as Cajun positioned her to his liking.
Shady closed her eyes and just let them take over. She loved how she didn’t have to think when they made love to her. She felt Cajun squeeze a generous amount of lube by her tight bud and she waited. The anticipation was excruciating.
“Get ready, baby,” Cajun muttered.
He placed the head of his cock at her entrance and gently pushed with little nudges until the head went in. Her whole body tensed as she felt the pinch of pain at his intrusion.
“Oh shit,” she said as she tore her mouth away from Slider's.
“Hey,” Slider said and kissed her neck.
“Shhh, don’t move, baby,” Cajun said as he slid in farther.
“So fucking good,” she gasped as she felt them both filling her full and making her crazy. It was amazing to do this with men she loved, it made a difference, she could feel the connection. She was theirs and they were hers, no one else would fit, and no one else would do.
Cajun pulled back until his tip was the only thing still inside her and then he grasped her hips and pushed slowly into the hilt. Shit, they were fucking her, hard, long, and hot, she was filled with them.
Slider was touching everything he could reach on her body, her breasts, her neck, his mouth seeming to blaze a trail of ownership on her skin.
Cajun shifted and she felt them both shift inside her. The moment was probably the most intimate she had ever experienced, even though they had done this before, it had not been with the intensity of love that seemed to pour off them.
Slider gripped her waist and pushed her out a little, making his cock slid out slowly until he only the tip of his cock was at her entrance, and then he pushed back in. Cajun matched the pace and Shady just felt. Back and forth it went, slow and deep, each grinding themselves against her when they pushed in with a demanding thrust.
It was amazing and mind-blowing, who would have ever thought she would be where she was right now. She had been lost thinking Slider hadn’t wanted her, never knowing Cajun. Now that they found and completed her, it consumed her.
“Please,” she cried and both men’s control snapped. They furiously began pounding inside her while she clung to both of them, chanting her love with each stroke they made.
When she felt her climax building she sucked in her breath, waiting for the detonation that she was sure was going to happen. As it flowed over her and she screamed their names loudly into the room, she felt their hot stream of cum filling her as she milked their cocks with her pleasure.
She leaned forward and bit down hard on Slider's chest as they continued to ride out the pulsing of her pussy. Cajun fisted her hair and pulled her back claiming her lips in a final claiming kiss. Slider clamped on her shoulder and bit her in return. She grinned as she thought of the marks they would wear, maybe later she would make sure she bit Cajun, she was nowhere near done with them for the night, but they needed to talk.
*****
A while later they were in bed and Shady was whispering to them. She had made plans without talking to the guys with regards to Jas. Shady wasn’t sure how they were going to feel about the whole thing, but over the last day, Shady felt like she had become close with the girl.
You don’t clean up someone’s vomit and restrain them without giving a shit. Shady didn’t know why she cared so much, it was completely out of character. She shielded herself from people, didn’t let them close so they could hurt her, or take advantage of her. But there was something about this girl that called to her. She wanted to help her.
“Jas has never had someone to care about her,” Shady whispered.
“We know, baby,” Slider said softly. “We get why you asked her to stay. We are behind you. I just don’t want you to set yourself up though. She is a kid who lived on the street for most of her life. She is not a normal teen, she is harder.”
“I know, I think that is why I feel like I can help her,” Shady said and rolled over. “I was just like her.”
Cajun sighed and said, “Babe, we understand. We just need to make sure we are making the right choice for her too. I mean, what about that girl she said she hung with. If we find her, are they going to take off? Do we take her in too? We need a plan, babe.”
Shady nodded, “I didn't think of that, I only thought of making her understand that we can help her.”
“I know this is farfetched and shit, but you know I don’t want my father's company, and hell, I don’t need the money,” Shady said and then slowly shared the thoughts she had been having. “Do you think the lawyers would just take over the running of the company and let me start a trust for abused and homeless children? I mean, we have a lot of land around here. We could build a huge house, hire someone to run it, offer special services and shit like that.”
The men were silent and then Slider chuckled a little, “Look at our badass biker bitch wanting to be all domesticated and shit. Do you want a puppy too?”
Shady tensed and then realized he was teasing. She grinned and looked up at them with a pouty expression. “Please, can I have a puppy?”
Cajun rolled his eyes and said, “You can have anything you want as long as you suck my cock good enough.”
Shady licked her lips and then made a popping noise. “Hell yeah!”
Chapter Twenty-One
Dom slammed the phone down. How could they have been so careless? Putting his Francesca in with her, they never should have met. It could ruin everything. Now she was with her, and if they put two and two together, all would be lost. He had only told them to put Francesca somewhere safe while she was sick. He didn’t want to clean up puke. They ruined everything by not checking with him.
The idiots had been lazy. Now she was gone, and he didn’t have either of them. No matter, the deal was going down in three days, and then he would have enough money to do what he had to do. His father was not going to be pulling the strings for long. Once he married Francesca, he would have the control.
With a sigh he turned, every single time they tried to get close to the fucking club they had been thwarted. The dancer who was in the club was going to have to step it up, they only had a little time left and he was not going to fail.
He opened the door to his room and yelled out into the main room where his guards were standing. “Get that whore dancer in here now. We need someone to tell us what the fuck is going on. We need that girl back before everything falls to hell.”
His men jumped and practically ran to do what he said. They would, or they would die. Dom was sick of this shit, and he didn’t care what the fuck his father or anyone else said, all those bastards were going to die and Francesca was going to learn a lesson.
A plan began to form in his head and he grinned. They would never know what hit them. He opened the door again and yelled, “I need someone to get me some supplies.”
*****
Tiny was at the gate, he frowned when a car turned up the drive. No one should be coming down the road unless they were on a bike. The girls were all in lockdown until this shit was sorted. Not one of the guys had left in a car, he put his hand behind his back and drew his gun. Better to be safe than sorry.
The car started to swerve a little, and Tiny frowned, what the hell was the driver doing? Tiny stood still and just watched, when the car continued to swerve from side to side he pulled out the walkie-talkie that was connected to the clubhouse and called it in. Something wasn’t right.
*****
Sahara tried to focus on the drive; she needed to do what that bastard wanted her to do so she could make sure her sister was safe. When her sister had disappeared she had been frantic, then she received the call that would change her life. She worked at a bank for God’s sake, and in the last few weeks, she had gone from wearing pencil skirts and high-necked tops to wearing short leather skirts and tank tops to show off her boobs.
They said she only had to get information for them, they said they would let her sister go. She was the only family she had left and Sahara was going to do everything in her power to make sure her sister was returned to her. Then they would leave. She had a plan.
Of course, this morning it all went to hell when she was summoned to the big guy’s office, Sahara had been terrified. She thought something had happened to her sister. But when she arrived, she had been pissed to discover they wanted something mor
e from her. How much more was she going to have to do to get her sister back? It wasn’t like she controlled the information she gathered. No one had been talking at the strip club.
Being pissed had been the wrong way to go when dealing with Dominic Reyes III. She knew that now as she felt the blood dripping down her head from the repeated hits she had taken. Her ribs screamed and her arm was broken and she had only one thought in her head. Make it to the Warriors.
She was not going to do what they wanted, she couldn’t, so she was going to ask for help, something she should have done from the beginning, but truthfully, she didn’t know if she could trust the men of a motorcycle club. Watching them for the last few weeks though, she knew she could. Raven and Shark had been amazing to her. Making sure she actually was taken care of, they believed her story about being on the run from an abusive ex. It was true, but she had completely left out the man in question had already been prosecuted.
Fuck it hurt everywhere. She could see the gate, she could see the man standing in front of it, but she couldn’t stop, if she did, she would pass out. Pressing on the gas, she barreled down the lane.
*****
Shady and her men were just entering the main room in the clubhouse for breakfast when the call came in. The men all jumped and began to move quickly at the frantic call from Tiny.
“There is a car on the road coming right for the gate. It is not stopping," Tiny yelled in his walkie-talkie, which was patching into the intercom across the compound. It was a safety protocol used when they were in lockdown.
Harmony and Freedom were already in the large room and Creed began barking orders for the Bitches to get to Jas and make sure she was secured. The three women ran down the hallway, Shady could only think about protecting the young girl. If they had come for her, she would protect her with her life, no questions asked.
*****
Cajun and Slider grabbed their bikes and followed the other Warriors as they took off down the drive. It was two miles to the gate, they made sure when they built the compound they would be able to intercept anyone who tried to run their gates.
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