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by Hilary Storm




  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Dedication:

  Note from Hilary

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Epilogue

  BOOKS BY HILARY STORM

  Stalk Hilary Here

  Acknowledgements

  Seven

  By Hilary Storm

  and Dylan Horsch

  Copyright © 2016

  Hilary Storm and Dylan Horsch

  Kindle Edition

  First Edition

  All rights reserved. Except as permitted under U.S Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, character, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Cover Model: Nick Bennett

  Photographer: Furiousfotog

  Paperback Cover Design: Designs by Dana

  Printed in the United States of America

  Dedication:

  To those stuck in life.

  Don’t be afraid to walk even when it’s raining. Sometimes the most beautiful things come to light right after a storm.

  Disclaimer: This entire series is graphic with detailed violence, sex, and language.

  If you’re offended by books that have explicit content, please proceed with caution.

  Note from Hilary

  Last year I went through I terrible creative dry spell. I tried so hard to write, but nothing came of it for months. I’m talking nine months of writing absolutely nothing. It was killing me inside.

  Then one day when I saw the picture that eventually would grace the cover of Six. I had no idea who the guy was and I had no idea I’d write the characters that were created in Six until I sat down and literally spilled my soul onto those pages. I saved the picture to my screen savers and desk top screens and felt the emotion from that picture as I created Blade. It felt great to write again and my husband made sure I wasn’t interrupted until I finished the book. Then when I released Six and hit number one in all categories included overall sales on Amazon… I was shocked out of my mind. I had written that book in ten days, how was it so popular?

  Dylan read it one night he was stranded in an airport. He messaged me before he took off for his flight and he simply said… Holy shit… I read the book.” I woke up to this message and freaked out. What does he mean he read it? Does this mean he hated it and wants off the cover… Why won’t he respond? Lol… well he had taken off on a flight and it would be hours before I would know that he LOVED it.

  Time passed… like six months and then I met Dylan. We hit it off instantly and I decided to let him travel with me to signings. When I would talk about Seven and how the story was coming, he would come back with such emotional responses as if he was invested in those characters so much that one day I said… You should just write it with me. We both froze and stared at each other for a second before he finally said… Fuck it. Why not. One thing neither one of us imagined was that he would be damn good at it! Like seriously so good that he blends very well with me and it takes minimal effort to make our words come together as one voice.

  I hope you enjoy this collaboration because I feel it was the best way this series could go. He made this series even if it was just through the emotions in that picture. We’ve had so much fun that the only thing we can tell you is… this won’t be our last co-write!

  Chapter One

  Switch

  She’s here every fucking night, walking around without a care in the world, laughing like she’s not trying to make me lay her down and fuck her right. She tests my strength every damn day and even right this very fucking second she’s challenging my willpower to keep my word to Blade.

  His words ring through my ears loud and clear. “My fucking sister is off limits. If I see one of you fucking looking at her, I’ll cut your fucking eyes out. If any part of your body touches her... I will cut that part of your body off. So think very fucking hard before any of you even brush across her as she walks by. This is an order.”

  My mouth waters at the thought of those tits against my chest again because that’s as far as I’ve let it get with her. She’s determined to get to me tonight and I’ve seen all of her intentional gestures toward me. The pucker of her lips, the slow movements meant to torture the fuck out of my dick and hell even that fucking short ass skirt she’s wearing while her tits are perfectly wrapped in some fucking top that’s meant to be ripped straight off her gorgeous body.

  That’s not to mention the fuck me heels she’s wearing again even though I’ve told her not to. Fuck. What I wouldn’t do to feel those scrape against my skin a few times as I thrust deep inside her sweet pussy. I can only assume it’s as perfect as the rest of her body.

  Piper is my poison. I know she’s going to ruin me if I actually fuck her, that’s why I haven’t. The taste of her kiss almost caused me to give in to her, but she has no idea who she’s fucking with and just what I’d do to her if given the chance. She needs to avoid me.

  The front door to the clubhouse slams open, pulling my attention from Piper. Shadow walks in with the newest round of Prospects and I catch two of them looking at Piper instantly.

  “Eyes over here mother fuckers.” I stand and yell at them before I point to the door that leads to the club table. We need to have a little fucking meeting to lay down the rules before one of them fucks up and I have to kill someone. It wouldn’t be too far-fetched for me to choke someone to death since I’m sexually frustrated all to fuck right now.

  I stand at the end of the table and watch the guys file in and take their places. The Prospects all gather at the back of the room and watch me from over Stone’s shoulders.

  “We need to lay some ground rules. Did you see that pussy out there? It’s off fucking limits. Don’t fucking touch it, don’t so much as even fucking think about her. And I wouldn’t think twice about killing anyone who even considers doing a single thing to hurt her, especially one of you new posers. Am I perfectly fucking clear?” I feel the glare from Beast and the rest of the guys at the table. I’m sure they’re surprised to hear me talk like this, hell I rarely say anything at all. Tonight I feel like there’s a few things that need to be dealt with, so we may as well lay it all on the table.

  “Blade is on his damn fuckation so don’t text him, call him, go see him, or even think about bothering him. Leave the guy alone and if you have an issue, bring it to me or Beast.” Blade is one straight up mother fucker. It didn’t surprise any of us when he declared his vacation to be what it truly will be. Him fucking Six every chance he gets.

  “Is there any business that we need to go over tonight before I send you all over to see Roxie at Club Turbulence?” Everyone looks at me as I begin pacing back and forth.

  “The Ink House is a fuckin mess. I need more hands in there to get that back room ready in time.” Shadow runs our tattoo house and is leading our newest project. I already had it in my plans to get more invol
ved over there. Hell, he has all the Prospects to deal with every damn day over there.

  “Alright. What else?” No one says a word as I turn to face the room again. My palms are splayed out on the table while I wait for any response.

  “Just the usual need for some club ass.” Trap speaks up and the mood in the room lightens instantly. “I say we do this business shit another day and go do what we came here to do.” I can feel the shift of the guys as he speaks. They need some down time. The constant supply runs have kept everyone busy and I don’t see anything slowing down anytime soon. Blade has a plan for the club and won’t let up until we reach his idea of success.

  “Alright. Get out of here and plan to get down to business tomorrow, same fuckin’ time.” They all begin to stand except Beast. I already know what’s coming from him, so I sit down to take it.

  Snipe is the last guy out and he turns to look at Beast glaring at me before he closes the door.

  The room is silent for a few seconds before his deep voice comes out sounding more pissed off than normal. “You fucking her?” He looks straight at me and doesn’t even surprise me with his direct question.

  “Not yet,” I reply with complete honesty.

  “Blade is going to lose his shit. And you know he doesn’t even want his sister near any of us, how the fuck is he going to take seeing you act like this?”

  “I know what he said and how he feels. That’s why I didn’t fuck her the first time she grabbed ahold of my dick. She’s a persistent mind fuck and I have to say I’m like a damn Saint because I haven’t fucked her mindless already.” I sit back further in my chair and watch him try to process the inevitable.

  “Can you at least explain to Blade how you’re a fuckin pansy ass pussy because she gets to you? I don’t want to be near the explosion when he finds out. Knowing him, he’d have you chained in the salvage yard because she’s had your dick in her hands.” I laugh, but he’s probably right. Although things have changed since we all first met Piper. Hell, Blade changed the second Six came into the house.

  “I don’t think he’ll be as surprised as you think. All that shit with Six put Piper in my arms more than once and he was too preoccupied to notice some of the shit she was trying. Besides, I have to be the top choice in this house if one of us were to get that chance. I mean think of how she’d act if I wasn’t calming her down every damn day.”

  He sits back in his chair, mirroring my posture. “You do realize she only does that shit when you’re around. I’ve been here in the house with her when you weren’t and I can promise you it’s like she morphs into some sex crazed lunatic the second she gets to tease you.” A smile comes across his face finally as he watches my own grin. “Fuck. I’m going to have to deal with two of your asses being whipped by the pussy fairy. This club is going to cave in around us if we keep this up.”

  “Ah, I’m far from whipped. Just thirsty.” I sit up as I hear loud music begin to play behind the door in the main room.

  “You know she’s out there dancing for you or some shit.” He stands and slaps my shoulder, giving me a slight smirk before he releases a deep chuckle and shakes his head at me. He’s walking toward the door when he speaks again. “Well, just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and talk to Blade before shit gets crazy. I don’t want to have to hold him back from cutting your dick off.” He opens the door and I can see Piper in the distance cleaning the old bar. She’s bent over in that fucking skirt and I can see the curve of her ass cheek before she stands to look over her shoulder at me.

  “See you over at Club Turbulence in a few.” He begins to walk out as I nod, my eyes never leaving hers while she walks toward me.

  I hear the big door close outside before she makes it to the table.

  “Thought that was my brother’s chair.” She looks challenging as she gets closer. I don’t respond to her and let her stand between my knees and lean against the table right in front of me. If I wanted to, I could reach between her legs in a second and shut her mouth, but instead I’m listening. “What would he say if he knew you were sitting in his chair looking at me like that? Would he approve?” She runs her fingers down her body slowly, lifting her skirt as she passes. A soft moan leaves her mouth when I swivel just slightly in my chair to pin her between my knees.

  “Would he be mad if you fucked me right here at the head of his table? It could be our big secret.” She’s baiting me, but she doesn’t realize she’s mixing my temptation with the logic floating around in my head that’s been keeping me from falling for her shit. If it weren’t for Blade, I would’ve fucked her every damn day since I met her, so every time she mentions his name it only makes this more complicated.

  “Switch. A girl can only take so much rejection. If you keep this up, I’ll have to start talking to one of the other guys. I’m sure one of them would fuck me. Shadow seems like he’d be interesting...” She’s still talking when I stand up and pull her face closer. My intense stare forces her to stop talking and before I know it, my aggression takes over.

  I turn her around quickly and pull her ass against me. My left hand grips her throat while the other one yanks her skirt off. The sound of material ripping only fuels my need.

  I push her head down against the table so her ass is bare to me. I should’ve known she wasn’t wearing any fucking underwear. Pressing my fingers firmly against her clit, I lean over and whisper in her ear.

  “This pussy is mine. Don’t you ever forget that.” My grip is tight on her neck as she turns her head to smile at me.

  “I guess you’ll have to show me. Because Switch, a girl can only do so much with her imagination.”

  Chapter Two

  Switch

  Fuck. Her ass feels good in my hands. I grip her ass cheeks as I kick open her legs, spreading them enough for me to see her. She’s dripping wet for me. Her pussy is tempting, but tonight there’s only one way to get what I want.

  I twist my hand into her hair and guide her face down against the table. It’s time she gets the message about what happens when you tease me.

  Leaning in, I unbuckle my pants and let them fall to the floor. I can feel her body quivering as she waits for me to enter her. I rip my shirt off so she can feel my skin against hers. Leaning in, I whisper in her ear, “Do you think it’s funny to fucking tease me?” I run my fingers through her wetness again, shoving two fingers inside. Her moan of appreciation echoes against the table as I firmly move my fingers in and out of her. Knowing how quickly she’s reaching a release, I pull my hand away, leaving her empty. She tenses up and I can feel her sexual frustration instantly. She thinks I’m walking away from her again.

  “I’ll make sure you see exactly what happens when you tease me.” I grip my dick and slide it between her ass cheeks. “Feel this. I’m fucking hard for you.” Pressing the tip into her entrance slowly, I thrust deep inside her and freeze all movement just to torture her completely. She deserves the teasing so I push against her, allowing the pressure of my dick to fill her entirely, only making her crave me even more.

  “So close, but so fucking far away. This is the shit you’ve been doing to me for weeks. Such a damn tease.” She shifts her hips trying to get me to move, but I don’t.

  She pushes up from the table and manages to settle her back against my chest. Before I know what I’m doing, I’m kissing her neck and she’s moving her head to the side to give me better access. It doesn’t take me long to slide my tongue up her neck and to her ear.

  Her whimper reminds me of how much I’ve wanted to hear her come undone over and over. I rip her shirt open, letting her perfect tits fall out. She raises her arm and grabs my hair as I snake my hands over her body until I fill my hands with her tits.

  “Fuck this. I’ve waited too long to feel you. Piper, I’m fucking done playing games.” I push her down against the table again and thrust in and out of her hard. She grips the edges and lets out a long exhaled moan as I continue to drive my dick into her tightness.

  She reach
es back and grabs hold of the base of my cock, literally squeezing so tight it almost takes my damn breath away. Instinct makes me grab her hand and pull it tight behind her back thrusting harder while pulling her toward me at the same time. Perfect leverage to do this rough and quick, just like I knew our first time would be.

  “Fuckkkk.” I can’t help but let out an exhale as she draws the only word of appreciation I can comprehend. She’s so fucking tight around my hard cock that I can’t think straight.

  “Fuck yes.” Her breathy reply goes straight through me just as she tightens her walls around my cock, causing all logic to leave my head.

  Fucking hell. I won’t last long at this rate. Hearing her appreciate this ignites a spark in me and I decide it’s time to give her what she’s been asking for.

  I grab her free wrist and slide it into my grip along with the other one. I use it as leverage to slide in deeper and deeper each time.

  Feeling her body accept me and contract every time I enter her is almost my undoing. She continues to clamp down on me until I feel her release flowing over my dick. Her body moves through her orgasm and I memorize every sound that escapes her mouth. Her muscles twitch as she comes down from her high and I watch her body fall limp against the table in satisfaction.

  “Fuck, Switch.” Her words come out in the sexiest tone I ever heard from her as she turns around to look at me, almost falling as she does. “Shit, my hands are numb from hanging on.”

  “You’ll get feeling back soon.” I can feel a smirk spread across my face as I watch her lips part.

  “We’re not done here, Switch; this isn’t just some glory fuck before you send me out of the house.” She pushes up until we both stand. Her eyes find mine before she leans into a kiss that tells me just how rough she can be. Her bite on my lip is hard enough to push her limits, yet leaves me an impression of what she likes. She’s working real hard to be dirty tonight. Now what I’ll have to figure out is how much of this is her true self versus what she thinks I want.

 

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