Ride Hard (Condemned Angels MC Series #2)

by Heather Leigh

  “God, don’t stop. Ever!” I looked down to admire his dedication. His cheeks perked up as he smiled against my lower lips. He stared up at me through those dark lashes. His thumb pulled my folds apart and up, exposing the ball of nerves that resided in my clit. Hunter teased the small bud, flicking faster and faster. I felt the tingling in the pit of my stomach as I felt the waves of ecstasy wash over me, making my thighs tremble. “Baby, I’m so close.” Then there was the doorbell, followed by a loud “cop knock” at the front door.

  “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” I threw my head back in frustration as Hunter got up, and put his briefs and jeans on.

  “Don’t you fucking move.” He pointed a finger at me and I went limp on the bed.

  HUNTER

  Un-fucking-believable. Jeremy’s little pussy ass really sent someone to check on her. Even though he knew she was with me.

  “Who is it?” Nicole’s voice sounded down the stairway.

  “It’s Nick!” I shouted over my shoulder. I heard the pitter-patter of her feet across the ceiling, and then a moment later she flew down the stairs in tank top and checkered pajama shorts.

  “Hey, Nicole.” Nick nodded his head, looking her over from head to toe.

  “Nick, what’s going on? Everything okay?” She sounded worried. Of course she would be fucking worried about Jeremy right now, just seconds after having me eat her out.

  “Oh nothing. Just checking on things. Jeremy was pretty adamant about me getting over here to check on things, he said, ‘ASAP’.” Nick air quoted then put his hands in the front pockets of his jeans.

  “Well, you tell Jeremy that everything is peachy here without him. And I’m not a fucking child that needs babysitting.” Nicole squinted as she took a stand with her hands on her curvy hips. Nick liked that position. I cleared my throat, getting his attention off of her.

  “You tell him that, plus I’m keeping a good eye and hand on her. Maybe he should take a couple extra days out there, we will need the time.” I winked at Nick, patted his shoulder and showed him out.

  I hope that message gets relayed ASAP, fucker.

  Nicole

  After Jeremy’s cute little shenanigans last night, Hunter headed home. The next morning I was a hot mess, sexually frustrated and in need of serious release. Sure, of course, I’ll take care of myself. Since I’m the only one I can count on these days. After kicking off my pajama shorts and panties, I rolled onto my stomach. I rested on my knees, sticking my ass in the air. I placed my right hand under myself, riding my own fingers until release. “At least someone can get the job done around here,” I thought to myself as I grabbed a towel and padded my way to the bathroom.

  I got myself ready for work tonight. Before Jeremy had left for his little trip, he was so kind to have dance cages installed at the club. They hung from the ceiling above the crowds, and tonight I was breaking one of them in. I picked my cage dancing outfit, and then my work clothes. I wasn’t fucking around tonight. Tight ass leather all the way, baby. I pulled out my leather corset and skin-tight leather leggings. I put on a pair of “CFM” heels, curled my hair and did the smoldering temptress makeup for tonight. Fuck Jeremy and whatever he has planned, he can kiss my ass.

  I walked into the club like I fucking owned it. Damn straight. My power walk turned the heads of the owners of the Hogs out front. My boys, Derrick, Vinny, Lucas and Conner. We all grew up together; the boys were close with Jeremy as well. Biker boys.

  Derrick was the first to his feet to greet me. He was the three-piece patch holder who was Nomad. He dropped in every now and again.

  “There she is.” His tall 6’4” frame towered over me as he bent down to give me a kiss on the cheek. His hand slid over my leather-clad ass, giving it a firm smack. I slapped his hand away from my derriere.

  “Hands!” Derrick chuckled at me; he was so damn handsome. He was solid man, solid body, solid everything. We may or may not have hooked up in the past. These boys have grown into men, the next just as jaw dropping as the last. When leather meets muscle, tattoos, facial hair, and square jaw lines- no woman’s safe.

  I greeted each of them, and gave them another round of beers. As I handed Conner his beer, Hunter was there perched on the bar.

  “Hey gorgeous.” He gave me that lopsided grin. Good God, knowing what talent that man has with his tongue made an electric shock go straight to my clit. Hunter’s eyes traveled down to my thighs that were currently rubbing together. He smirked.

  “Hunter.” I placed my foot on the bottom shelf of the bar, and hoisted myself up and gave him a kiss. He held my chin between his thumb and forefinger, pulling downward; he forced my mouth open and deepened our kiss.

  A throat cleared.

  “Oh sorry, boys. Hunter this is Derrick, Vinny, Lucas and Conner. Boys, this is Hunter.” My hands waived about with the introductions.

  “I just wanted to say hi, I’ll be around later tonight.” Hunter gave me a wink and pushed off the bar. I sighed as I wiped the bar top.

  “Does Jeremy know?” My head shot up to see Derrick eyeing me.

  “Hunter and I are none of Jeremy’s fucking business.” I nipped that in the bud. Derrick’s laugh rang in my ears, causing a ripple effect with the rest of them. Men.

  “Yeah, yeah. We are going to head to the VIP lounge, catch you later, babe.” Derrick winked at me, and I shook my head at him. I started my prep work for tonight’s crowd.

  JEREMY

  “Wait, what the fuck is going on there? She’s doing what?” I yelled into my cell phone.

  “Yeah, you heard me. She was basically dry humping him on the counter. You need to get back here, Brother,” Derrick stated.

  I sat on the edge of the bed. “Look, I’m a little busy out here.”

  “Who is the fucking guy anyway?”

  “One of Chase’s buddies. As soon as he laid eyes on Nic, he’s been sweet on her. But I have no say in that shit, Brother. I let her decide, she picked him. I moved on.” My hand fisted on my kneecap.

  “Well, I never thought I’d live to see the day.” Derrick loved busting my balls about Nicole.

  Nina crawled over to me on the bed; sitting behind me with her legs straddling my back. She massaged my shoulders while kissing my neck.

  “You’re all tense, baby.” She kissed my earlobe.

  “Well, sounds like you do have your hands full,” Derrick laughed.

  “Listen, do me a favor, keep eyes on her.”

  “Jeremy, she isn’t wearing a property patch and she sure as shit isn’t dressed like she belongs to anyone tonight. She’s a grown ass woman who can do what she wants. But for you, yeah, I’ll keep an eye on our girl.” Dressed like what? Motherfucker. I can never keep clothes on that girl.

  “We are heading back home. Should be there in a couple hours, I’ll stop by the club.”

  “See you then.”

  I dropped the phone on the bed as I pulled my wife beater up over my head. Walking to the shower, I called for Nina to join me.

  Nicole

  After the prep work and the bar back stocked the bar, I went to get changed for my show tonight. It was a rave theme tonight, so I went with my all white long sleeve, one-piece leotard that had a white mesh “v” that ran between my breasts, and stopped on my pubic bone. The back was cut narrow and high, giving off an excellent view of my booty. I rubbed my tan legs with glitter lotion, sprayed a can of hairspray on my curls and grabbed my heels.

  The club was packed tonight; Trina was wearing her all white rhinestone encrusted bikini. Joey, one of the security guards walked us to the cages. Derrick walked up to me, grabbing a handful of my ass and pulled me closer, but before I could protest he spoke.

  “Want to have fun tonight, for old time’s sake?” He yelled into my ear as I leaned into him.

  I shook my head and pushed him back by his chest. He held up a small yellow smiley-faced pill. Ecstasy. We used to trip off this shit back in the day when we went clubbing when we were younger. He
was my bad role model growing up. Derrick tried to help give me an escape, while Jeremy was trying to help me through my personal shit. I think that’s why they always butted heads.

  He placed two pills on his tongue, leaned down and kissed me. He kissed me as innocently as a biker with a dick between his legs could. I felt him pass me one of the pills between our lips; I swallowed it and was ready to go. His large palm gave me a swat on the ass and he walked back to the lounge.

  Skrillex’s “Promises” song came on as we loaded into the cages and were raised above the crowd. I lost myself to the song, dancing my ass off. Seducing the sea of people below me. Everyone wore white accompanied by glow sticks. I started to feel the drug’s effects coming over my body. Relaxing my muscles, the room became a blur of color. The electric/dance genre songs blurred into each other.

  I danced seductively, touching my body. I ran my hands up the length of my legs, over my crotch and up over my breasts. I raked my hand through my long curls, swinging my hips from side to side. The next thing I knew, my cage was being lowered to the ground. I saw the crowd below me part like the Red Sea, and who were they parting for? Jeremy. Fuck me.

  JEREMY

  Once we arrive at the club, I noticed the cages were being put to use- and the one gaining the most attention housed Nicole, basically having sex with herself up there. Motherfucker.

  “Get her down!” I yelled at Joey, pointing upward at the ceiling. He did as I asked.

  Nicole looked fucking hot in her skin tight leotard. Her long curly hair was now getting matted with her sweat. She held onto the bars of the cage, confused that she was heading downward. As soon as the cage was about three feet from the ground, I ripped open the door. She quickly moved away from the doorway.

  “Get out!”

  “No.” She avoided eye contact with me, and backed herself into the furthest corner of the cage.

  “Nicole! Get the fuck out, now!” I yelled out over the music. That’s when I could tell she wasn’t her usual self. Her pupils were dilated; she was slightly lethargic, and had flushed cheeks. “What are you on?” I remembered all too well what she was like when she used to pop pills. She tried to bury the pain from her life at home with popping pills and getting into trouble.

  “Nothing!” She lashed out at me; her dark eye makeup was smearing down her face.

  “Are you fucking serious, Nic? Nothing, my ass. What did you fucking take?” I reached in the cage and grabbed her elbow, pulling her out as she fought against me. I ducked down, and put my shoulder to her stomach as I threw her over my shoulder. I immediately stormed to my office.

  “Put me the fuck down, Jeremy!” She kicked her legs as she tried to prop herself up on my belt on the back of my jeans. Almost taking those shits down as I walked. Reaching my office, I kicked the door shut and plopped her down on my desk. I pushed my leather chair back as I pulled her to the edge of the desk and stood between her legs.

  Nicole slapped and pushed at my chest, cursing me. Grabbing her wrists, I roughly lowered them to her lap, pinning them there with one hand.

  “Fucking listen to me,” I yelled at her. Nicole seemed to calm down, I wasn’t sure if it was her or the drugs.

  “Fuck off.” I pulled her face up so I could see her. Nicole looked up at me, with an innocent face. She licked her swollen lips, letting her eyes drift close, her head tipped back slightly.

  “Nic.” I pushed the hair off her face, running my hands down the sides of her neck, shoulders and arms, and finally to the sides of her hips. She looked so fucking vulnerable. A small moan fell from her lips. She was enjoying my touch.

  “E?”

  “Mmm hmm,” she hummed, her body swayed with the bass of the music that was thudding through my office. Her white leotard had become slightly opaque with her sweat; I had to fight to keep my eyes on her face.

  “Derrick?”

  “Does it matter? It was just for fun.” That shit pissed me the fuck off.

  “Fucking Derrick. Fun? Was it fun when you were overdosing on a bottle of Oxy? Was it fun when I found you on the bathroom floor, giving you CPR ‘till an ambulance came so they could rush you to the hospital to get your stomach pumped? Tell me, Nicole, what is so fun about that?” I gripped her shoulders, pulled her off the desk, and slammed her back up against the nearest wall.

  “Shut up!” She slapped me. I stood there quietly, and then started to shake her roughly by the shoulders, trying to get her down from the high.

  I paused. “You’re fucking stupid!”

  “Tell me something I don’t know!” She stopped fighting me. Her blue eyes went sad. “Can you let me go so I can have Hunter take me home?”

  “Hunter?” I pulled my face back from hers and gave her a look of disgust.

  “Yes. He cares about me. You don’t. End of story. ” She pushed off the wall and away from me. Nicole leaned a hand on my desk to take her heels off.

  “Nicole,” I started after her, mad at myself for being so rough with her. My fingertips grazed her arm.

  “Don’t. I have had enough of your fucking games, Jeremy.” She jerked her arm away from me as if I’d burned her.

  “Fucking games? You think everything is about you, don’t you?” I spun her around to face me, seeing the tears pool in her eyes.

  “To be honest? Yes. I. do.” She jammed her small finger at my chest, and I caught it in my hand, fisting it around hers. I pulled her to me so she was flush against my body. Fucking Christ, she felt like she was made to fit me.

  “Why do you have to be so fucking difficult?”

  “Because you still love me.” Slowly, she blinked, and then let her glazed over eyes stare up at me, reminding me that she wasn’t fully herself yet. Before I knew it, she was reaching for my jaw, and I was leaning down to meet her face with mine. I felt Nicole’s warm breath on my face as our lips grazed each other. Her deep breaths made her tits press against my chest. Christ, I need her. Moving over her, I caught her lips with mine. Dominating my way past her lips to her sweet tongue, and fuck, if I didn’t enjoy hearing that small gasp for air before I claimed her.

  There was a knock at the door before it opened. We broke apart; both of our heads faced the door.

  Nicole

  “There you are.” I heard a woman’s voice. Her head of blond hair poked through the door. My eyebrow cocked up, as I pulled away from Jeremy.

  “Nina,” Jeremy growled as he released me, walking towards her.

  “Who the fuck is she?” Nina pushed the office door completely open.

  “Don’t you worry about who the fuck I am, bitch! Who the fuck are you?” I started to charge her, and then Jeremy was between us- holding us each an arm’s length apart. He could only hold us off for so long. Hunter then came rushing to the office.

  “Nicole.” Hunter looked pissed, fists clenched, jaw set and his testosterone flaring.

  “Hunter.” I immediately stopped what I was doing; the high quickly wore off me.

  “Yes, thank you, please come get your bitch; I just caught her all over my man!” Wait, my man? Who the hell does this bitch think she is? My head snapped back in that, “oh no, she didn’t” position.

  “Shut the fuck up, you cunt!” I yelled back at her, ready to fucking rip her tits off and shove them down her throat.

  Just as I was mere inches from grabbing her, I was picked up and thrown over Hunter’s shoulder. Jesus Christ, I have fucking legs, people.

  “Put me down!” I pounded on Hunter’s back as he walked me to the locker room. Once in there, he tossed me onto the black leather couch that sat along the sidewall. Gross, this was where my nephew was conceived. I immediately shot off the couch.

  “What the fuck, Nicole!” Hunter yelled at me, running his hands over his head while he paced the room.

  “What?” I yelled back at him.

  “Are you fucking him?” Hunter stopped in his tracks, his arm motioning over to the door.

  “What! Are you fucking kidding me?” I saw Hunter�
�s muscles bulge under his tight V-neck shirt. His neck was growing red. God, he looked hot when he was pissed.

  “You heard me, are you and Jeremy fucking? Because if you are…”

  “No.” I threw my hands on my hips.

  “Then why are you in his office, alone with him? And that chick saying that shit? Do you know how that shit looks?” Hunter glared me down.

  “I know it doesn’t look good. He wanted to talk about Derrick giving me E tonight. He was pissed. We do have a long history. We damn near grew up together. I was at Roxy’s house almost every day when we were kids. I had a lot of seriously fucked up shit going on growing up and it came to a head before I went to college and Jeremy helped me. He saved my life in more ways than one. And, before you even ask it, no, we are not, and nor have we ever fucked!” I didn’t realize how riled up I was getting. My feet had brought me right up in Hunter’s face. His death stare bore into my eyes; we were so close that we could have had a damn eyelash war.

  Before I knew it, Hunter grabbed me by the waist, hoisting me up. I wrapped my legs around his solid torso; our lips were hungry for one another. He turned us around so my back was against the wall. He groaned into my mouth. My nails dug into his scalp and shoulders. One of his hands braced himself on the wall above my head. I squeezed my thighs tighter- holding onto him. Hunter ripped his mouth away from mine.

  “If I ever,” He slammed his hips into mine, making me feel his hard cock against my center. Hunter pulled away.

  “Find you with him,” He pumped his pelvis into mine. I gasped as he pushed the air out of my lungs. His hand on my ass drifted over the crotch of my leotard, Hunter’s fingers pushing the thin fabric aside.

  “And if I find out that his fucking hands have been on you,” Another thrust, they were getting hard, God, it hurt, but felt so fucking good. He inserted two fingers into my eager pussy.