The Beginning—A Duet: Ryder & Two Worlds Colliding

by Jani Kay

  “Ryder! Baby!” I screamed into the night as I felt an orgasm shake my body so violently I thought I’d pass out.

  “Fuck. You taste so good,” he mumbled, hardly coherent himself.

  “Inside. I want you inside,” I whimpered as my body rode one wave after the other.

  Ryder obliged, his cock slipping in to my wetness, his breath panting in my ear.

  Watching him in the mirror, his body over my body, his fingers entwined in mine, holding my arms above my head as he fucked me hard was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. With every thrust his ass contracted, and his thighs worked in perfect harmony as he pumped into me over and over.

  “You're so fucking hot,” he rumbled. “Watch me fuck you, baby.” He went balls-deep, the sound of his flesh slapping against mine loudly in the silence of the night. Watching him ride me hard, my legs wrapped around his waist, my heels digging into his ass to help him go even deeper.

  “Baby, I'm going to come,” I cried out, stunned that I was about to follow my body into another mind-blowing orgasm.

  “Come with me, Jade. I'm ready to burst.” His voice was strained. He was on the very edge of no return.

  I'd never known such sheer ecstasy could exist. I was lost to everything but this one perfect moment. Nothing could be better.

  “Fuck. Jade, I love you!” he cried out.

  I was wrong. This was better than anything.

  I squeezed my eyes closed, unable to breathe as I registered his words.

  “Coming baby,” he growled as I lost control, and fell off the edge with him.

  The force with which he pumped into me was so primal and raw. He was putting everything of himself into this very moment.

  “Baby. Open your eyes, I want to see you.” His voice was hardly above a whisper.

  My eyes opened, and I stared into his, mere inches from my face. What I saw made me gasp. His eyes were shining, adoration so clear it warmed the furthest corner of my soul.

  “I love you, Jade. With all my heart. Only you, baby,” he said, softly, a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.

  This was indeed the best moment of my life.

  “Oh Ryder, I love you so much,” I whispered back, scared that if I spoke too loudly, I’d break the magic spell that was woven around us. That was only the beginning of our journey together. We both wanted this. Our love was undeniable. Even though I’d fought it, never believing it could work, Ryder was showing me differently.

  I wanted him and his love more than anything. I wanted to spend every hour of every day as close to him as I could be. I wanted to be his princess, his woman, his bitch . . . his old lady. I wanted to have his babies.

  Sure, the future was unknown. Neither of us had a crystal ball to know how it would all turn out. We had our families to deal with, the odds were stacked against our happily ever after.

  All I ever wanted was to know that I was worth fighting for. That Ryder would choose to fight for me and our love. Protect and love me. In return and would nurture and support him, loving him with all my heart.

  For as long as we loved one another, we could win this battle. Our worlds collided, but we had overcome our differences so that we were now one. Together.

  I’d be his, and he’d be mine.

  Forever.

  Bonus Chapter 1 — Lexi

  “Drink up girls. Let’s have fun!” I raised my shooter to salute Jade and Rebecca. They nodded and we clinked our glasses together and threw the fiery liquid down our throats. So far we’d had Twisted Nipples—not to be confused with the Buttery Nipples that we had before that—and I was thinking of a Blowjob next. “Come on. Down it goes.” I laughed as I licked the rim of the glass, waiting for them to catch up so we could chase the Jägerbombs waiting in front of us down too.

  “Ooh, that burns all the way down,” Rebecca giggled.

  “My knees are already turning to jello,” Jade protested as I held up three fingers, indicating to the barman that we wanted refills. I held my hand in front of my mouth and as if I was stroking a cock, pumping my fist three times. He laughed and nodded, immediately getting my imitation of a blowjob.

  “One more each to loosen the hips,” I insisted, winking back at the cute barman. This night was supposed to be all about having fun with my two cousins. I wanted to show both Jade and Rebecca how to let their hair down and just have fun. Be uninhibited and carefree for once, instead of worrying about exes, work and careers. Life was short, we had to enjoy every moment we had while we could.

  The waitress placed three of the coffee flavored liquors layered with amaretto and topped with whipped cream in front of us. “This is how you do it ladies, watch and learn,” I said as leaned forward and picked up the glass with my mouth and tilted back my head to drink it.

  I placed the glass back on the table to a round of applause from guys standing close by eyeing us. Rebecca laughed. “Oh, I’ve done these before.” She placed her hands behind her back. “Look, no hands!” She leaned forward and sucked up the glass, then tipped her head back swallowed. Wolf whistles and more applause followed.

  “Your turn, Jade.” Rebecca laughed after she placed the glass back on the table.

  “Okay, here goes.” Jade, opened her mouth and covered the glass, imitating the head tilt move. A trickle of cream spilled from the side of her mouth. As she set the glass down, I leaned over and licked the cream off her face to even louder applause than before. Most likely some of the guys would’ve loved the opportunity, but what the fuck, I was in a daring mood. I was good at putting on a show and entertaining people. Most men had a threesome fantasy, so why not give them something to lust after?

  Jade’s eyes widened, “Lexi?” she breathed.

  “It's the rules, chicka. You spill cream . . . someone has to lick it off your face. Anyway, guys love watching that kind of action. I’m sure it’s making Ryder’s hard-on unbearable.”

  Since we’d spotted Ryder following us, my rebellious side had kicked in—big time. Not only that, but if I had to be perfectly honest, I was jealous as hell that Ryder had fallen for my cousin and not for me. I was the ideal woman for Ryder and we’d be a perfect match in and out of the bedroom. I loved Jade, but . . . seriously? I couldn’t see her satisfying a man like Ryder. She was a bookworm for God’s sake, prissy when it came to sex and so ‘proper’; whereas I was the complete opposite—a rebel, a free spirit and I fucked like a tiger.

  Ryder was perfect for me. Badboys were the type that I was drawn to, that’s why I was surprised as hell that my good girl cousin fell for Ryder—he was as badass as they came and definitely not her type.

  The two of them could deny that they were hot for one another as much as they liked, but I saw straight through them. The minute they were anywhere near one another, the sparks started flying and there was a palpable electric current between them.

  I wanted that. I wanted to love and be loved fiercely. If only I had a man like Ryder, I’d love the shit out of him. But then I also knew that the heart couldn’t be told who to love, and clearly Jade’s heart had chosen differently than what she’d ever dreamed for herself. But why did she have to choose Ryder?

  When I thought of my uncle and aunt, I actually snickered. They’d always thought that Jade was better than me—that I was the problem child and black sheep of the family—especially since I was never afraid to experiment with alcohol, drugs or my sexuality.

  Aunt Sylvia said it was because I’d grown up without a mother that I was so wayward—her words, not mine. I’d gone through a stage in high school where I declared I was gay. That practically had her knickers in a knot. Lesbians were completely out of her comfort zone. I think she thanked the Lord every night that her precious daughter was a saint compared to me.

  And now Jade had fallen for the VP of a MC club, and I would pay money to see the look on my uncle and aunt’s faces when they found out. Even my own father wanted me to be more like Jade, rolling his eyes every time I did something he thought dearest Jade
would never do. I was still angry that my dad had given Jade a job at his agency in the wink of an eye when I’d begged him for years to let me work at Clarke and Sons Real Estate Agency.

  So my plan was to get Jade into trouble—get her drunk and out of her comfort zone. For some unknown reason Ryder was keeping a low profile, unaware that we knew he was watching us. It was weird, yet an incredible turn-on to be stalked by Ryder and his brothers. We were going to put on a show for the boys like they had never seen . . . I just had to get Jade and Rebecca drunk enough to follow my lead.

  “Shall we have a Cocksucking Cowboy next?” I laughed, eyeing the cowboy that had moved closer to our table, his gaze pinned on Jade. He was more Jade’s type anyway, handsome and clean shaved, wearing a smart dress shirt and cowboy boots.

  Jade shook her head. “No more shooters. I may be sick.” She hadn’t noticed the cowboy yet, but I saw the way he was fucking her with his eyes. I had to get her dancing, swaying her sexy body to get cowboy to make his next move.

  This was going to be fun.

  “Okay. Cocktails then.” I ordered three delicious mixtures of booze and fruit juices that tasted like fucking cordial but did the damage just the same. It was working—Jade’s eyes glazed over and her silly grin nearly split her face. Of course she thought Ryder was here for her and she was going to muster every inch of her feminine wiles to taunt him and make him jealous.

  “Fuck, the room is spinning,” Jade said, slurring her words.

  “Time to give everyone a show then.” I winked, pleased that things were going my way for once. “Just follow my moves, okay. Rock those sexy bodies, ladies. It's show time!”

  Rebecca nodded. “Yes. Gotta dance this alcohol off. Jesus Lexi, what was in those cocktails?”

  I grinned. That was my secret. All that mattered was that it was having the desired effect.

  “Is Ryder still here?” Jade giggled, scanning the crowd to look for him. “I can’t see him.” She pouted, twirling her hair with her fingers and looking disappointed.

  I reassured her. “Oh, he’s there all right—in the alcove. Standing with arms folded and glaring at us.” The alcohol wasn’t having the same effect on me as on Jade—or was it that I was used to this lifestyle and she wasn’t.

  Narrowing my eyes, I peered at where I’d last seen Ryder standing and sucked in a breath. Standing beside him were Razor and Ratbag and he was talking to them, arms flying all over the place as he gestured up toward us.

  Razor. Why had he come tonight?

  He was the one bad boy I'd initially decided was just too bad for even me. He both excited and scared me. On the spur of the moment I made up my mind. If I couldn’t have Ryder, I wanted Razor—he was the absolute definition of badass—broody, moody and lethal. Granted, he wasn’t the best looking guy because being involved in too many brawls had gotten his nose broken a few times and one of his teeth chipped, but that just made him hotter in my opinion.

  Ryder was beautiful to look at, Razor not so much. Yet there was something about him that was sexy as hell. Was it because he didn’t care what anyone thought of him? He lived life by his own rules and really didn’t give a shit about other people’s opinions. The only two people who he’d ever concede to were Cobra and Ryder, and I didn’t doubt that if he really disagreed with either of them, he wouldn’t hesitate to tell them.

  According to his reputation, he wouldn’t squirm to kill a man. I’d heard stories of his infamous razor blades imbedded into his boots. Razor wasn’t a man to be fucked with, so most people were wary when it came to him. Including me.

  I’d seen the way he looked at me with lust in his eyes. The day I tried to seduce Ryder at the club, Razor was fucking me with his eyes. It edged me on to see how far I could push. Yet he backed down when he thought Ryder was going for me. We were both wrong. Funny how that worked. The man I wanted to fuck didn’t want to, and the one I was afraid of was eager.

  His muscles flexed as he practically tripled around Ryder, pointing up to us. Ryder shook his head vehemently, holding Razor back by gripping his arm. What’s all of that about? Just why in hell where they here if they were going to stand in the fucking dark gawking at us all night?

  I swung my hips to the rhythm of the music, gyrating and trying to look as seductive as possible. Jade giggled and followed my lead, clearly drunk, because sober Jade would rather have died than make such a public display of herself.

  “Hey Lexi, this is fun,” she laughed, imitating me. I squeezed my tits together so that my cleavage was showing to it's best advantage. Beside me Rebecca gulped and whispered “Really?” while giving the moves a half hearted attempt.

  Raising my arms in the air, I twirled a few times. “Fuuuck,” I heard Jade say as she tried it too. I laughed, it was unusual to hear my prissy cousin swear this much. She nearly stumbled on the third twirl, but before I could even grab her to steady her, three guys stepped in and grabbed each one of us around the waist.

  Fuck. This was going to piss those Scorpio Stinger boys off something terrible. My plan was working better than even I anticipated. I only caught a glimpse of Jade’s cowboy trying to kiss her when I got a taste of my own. This guy was inked from his neck, across his broad shoulders and down his arms. Even his hands were tattooed. He was hot in a badass way, grinning at me as he checked out my tits without even trying to hide it. He swung me around and jerked my hips so that my ass crashed into his raging hard-on, then let out a groan as his lips settled on my neck.

  “I'm gonna fuck you tonight, pretty babe. Been watching your moves. I can tell you are a slut in bed—just the way I like it.”

  “Uh—huh,” I agreed, pushing my ass into him even harder as his hands traveled up my body and skimmed my breasts. I twisted around and placed my arms around his neck so that I could have a good look at him. His hard cock felt just fine, but I needed to see his face up close.

  I peeked over at Jade. She had her head resting on Cowboy’s chest, her eyes closed, swaying to the rhythm of the slow song. My guy smiled before his head dipped and he kissed me. His hands cupped my ass as he held my body against his, his tongue invading my mouth. This was sure to get the MC boys to react.

  All good.

  Bonus Chapter 2 — Razor

  If Ryder was going to stand there with his hands tied, mad as a spitting snake but not doing anything about it, that was his fucking problem. I'd watched the woman slam one shooter after the next, Ryder gripping my arm with brutal strength to hold me back. He was spewing some garbage about being there to observe only because he’d promised Max he would look out for Rebecca. Fuck that!

  “I promised Max we wouldn’t interfere with Rebecca’s night out unless she was in trouble,” he said, but I could hear how close he was to losing it.

  When the girls got up to dance, I’d clenched my fists and ground my teeth in an attempt to stay calm. “They’re fucking putting on a show,” I growled, feeling my heartbeat in my cock as the music thumped and Lexi moved her body in the most seductive way I’d ever seen. “You sure they don’t know we are here?”

  “Nah. They don’t,” Ryder said, but I could hear the doubt creeping into his voice. His frown deepened as he squinted up at the mezzanine level. “We gotta rein it in boys.”

  “Fuck sake, brother,” I complained. How the fuck could he just stand there, doing nothing? I was called a hothead—impulsive—but I like to think of it as being a man of action.

  I drew in a sharp breath. A group of guys had just laid their paws on the girls. This wasn’t working for me. I had to stop this shit. The tattooed fucker pulled Lexi against his cock and dry humped her in front of me. Well, that was just asking for fucking trouble.

  Rage seethed in me, my blood had reached boiling point. Ryder hissed beside me, his jaw clenching as veins popped on his forehead. He was going to have a fucking heart attack standing here. “Fucking cowboy,” He muttered under his breath. His self control was about to snap.

  “Fuck, Rebecca’s dancing with a stranger
. I say that qualifies to interfere,” Ratbag said, punching his own palm with his fist. Ratbag had the hots for Rebecca, it was plain in the way he watched her every move.

  “I’m putting a stop to this fucking bullshit,” I growled as I pulled free from Ryder’s grip.

  I’d wanted Lexi from the first moment she smiled at me, pulling a beer behind the bar at the Scorpio Stinger clubroom. Ox had been just as taken with her and we’d glared at one another across the room, eager to see who she’d choose. But no, this bitch had set her sights on Ryder. She flirted with our VP as if neither Ox nor I existed, so I decided to back down as see where things went before going after her.

  Now I knew for certain that Ryder didn’t want her, I was going to stake my claim. Lexi was mine, even if she didn’t fucking know it yet. I was tired of fucking cat and mouse games. Tonight I was making her pussy mine—and only mine.

  Ryder hadn’t tried to stop me. I pushed my way through the crowd on the dance floor until I reached the stairs up to the mezzanine. I took the stairs two by two, eager to get to my girl before any more damage was done. My gaze flew straight to Lexi and Tattoo Fucker. He had his hands on her ass and his tongue down her fucking throat. Jesus. Fuck. It was time Lexi found out that she was going to be mine.

  “Back off, asshole,” I grunted as I reached Lexi. Jade looked up for a moment from where she was crushed against a cowboy’s chest. She was fucking drunk. Her eyes widened as she saw me storm down on their little party. What’s taking Ryder so long to come kick cowboy’s ass?

  Either the guy I spoke to didn’t hear me, or he was ignoring me. Big mistake. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away from Lexi. Her eyes met mine—fearful for a moment when she realized it was me.

  “Hey, fuckhead, what the fuck?” the tattooed guy complained. I didn’t have time for his bullshit. I flung him away from us so that he went head first into a crowd of dancing lunatics.

  Lexi’s lips were bruised where this fucker had kissed her, the skin on her chin pink from his facial hair. The rage in me escalated a few notched higher. This would be the very last time another man touched Lexi.