Numbers took her mouth in a commanding kiss that told her finally they were going to take her together and make her theirs. She opened her mouth and let him taste her, explore what was his. Data would wrap his arms around her, smoothing his hand between them, and touching her like he owned her as well, and he did.
Impatient to feel their skin against hers, Kit would tug and pull at Numbers’s clothes until he got the hint. With reluctance, she let Numbers go and allowed Data to turn her into his arms and claim her mouth. She could hear the rustle of clothing as Numbers undressed, and felt her pussy weep with anticipation. She had waited for that moment.
Data’s lips were softer but no less demanding. He would overwhelm her with desire and explore her mouth until she was breathless and compliant to anything they wanted to do. Once again, they spun her, this time into Numbers’s naked body. Kit shivered at the feel of skin against skin, it felt so amazing to not have anything separating them.
They would move toward the large bed that held enough room for whatever they wanted to do, and when Kit was laying back against the soft pillows she could stare at her men, both naked, both hard, and both hers. Kit licked her lips and moaned when they crawled toward her, both sleek and smooth, reminding her of lions because of their powerful builds.
Numbers would lay on his back and pull her over him. She would grin and settle her thighs on either side of his hips, loving the feeling of being between them. Numbers would pull her down for a kiss to remind her that he was in charge. Their tongues would tangle and Data would move behind her, touching her back gently, tracing a finger down her spine to the top of her ass.
Kit shivered again in anticipation, knowing what was coming and was ready for it. The coolness of the lube Data had already on his fingers made her jump but it soon warmed when he traced his finger around her back entrance.
Numbers reached a hand between them and slid a finger through her folds while Data pushed gently into her. Both of them sliding a finger into separate places, making her crave to have both of their cocks replacing their fingers. She wanted it, and was ready.
Numbers continued plundering her mouth, while he slid his masterful fingers in and out of her, running them up her slit and brushing her clit, before plunging back into her sheath again. It felt amazing and wonderful, Kit’s hips moved in time with them, fucking herself with their hands.
She felt Data add another finger into her backside, stretching and moving while she gasped for air. Numbers’s other hand took a firm hold on her breast and she pulled back so she could suck in more air. It was too much…
“Kit, baby?” she heard and Kit sat up and smacked her head on Data’s forehead. “Shit!”
Data put his hand to her forehead and then she cringed and said, “Oh my God, I am so sorry.”
“You were talking in your sleep, we thought you were having a nightmare?” Numbers said from the desk as he stood and walked to them. “Shit, honey, that is gonna leave a mark.”
Data groaned and shook his head. “Are you okay?”
She chuckled softly and said, “Yeah, sorry, I am fine.”
Numbers held out a hand. “Freedom is bringing some dinner, enchiladas. They should be here soon, why don’t you take a minute to get cleaned up before they get here. Creed and Fork are coming as well; they have some questions.”
Kit nodded slowly. She knew they were going to ask her questions about Angela. It was a surprise they had waited so long. Numbers and Data had asked a few, the Lady Riders had asked some as well, but tonight, she figured they were softening her up with food and then going in for the kill, as they say. With a tight smile, she stood and walked to the master bedroom straight into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. They could kick her out after they got all her information, just set her loose with no money or connections to get anywhere, which would suck. It was a chance she had to take, because finally Kit was doing what she had always wanted to do, which was help someone.
Chapter Thirteen
Data and Numbers stood in the kitchen waiting for Kit to come back down. “Did you see the way she shut down when you said Creed and Fork were coming to talk to her?”
Data nodded. “Yeah, I would guess she is a little concerned they will get the info and then turn her out.”
“That is not going to happen, like at all,” Numbers snapped and ran a hand through his head. “You know, it was so much easier when dealing with one of the babes who hung around the club, they knew the score. We are bringing in a woman who knows nothing about the bikers’ lifestyle, and saying ‘hey, we want you. When all of this is over, why don’t you just stay with us?’”
Data shrugged. “Why not?”
Numbers froze and then he shrugged and said, “Freedom is coming, we’ll ask her. She is the only one who we know that came into the club like Kit did.”
“True,” Data said. “Plus, out of all of women, she is the sweetest.”
“Thanks, guys,” Freedom said as she and the others walked in through the back door.
They had been talking and not listening, which was a bad thing, because they hadn’t heard Creed and the others keying in the code on the back door. They were sure they would get a lecture about that.
“You’re welcome,” Data said absently and then looked to the ceiling as if he could see through the floor into Kit’s room and see what was taking her so long.
“Hell yeah,” Numbers growled and hit Data in the shoulder. “Check it out, she made salsa, and guac, man, this is gonna be the bomb!”
“Treat sent the brownies, she said that Shady wanted to make sure Kit was getting her chocolate,” Creed said dryly.
“It’s like someone has taken over all of their brains recently. I swear, all of the food they have been cooking, I need to get some Tums,” Fork complained and Numbers was staring at Freedom when he said that. He could have sworn that she went a little pale, and honestly looked a little freaked out about the statement.
“PLATES!” Freedom yelled and they all frowned at her. She grinned and said, “Sorry, where are the plates?”
Data opened the cupboard and said, “Right here.”
Fork shook his head and whispered loudly, “See what I’m talking about! All the women are doing the exact same thing. They are jumpy or something. I don’t know what else to say, man, other than you are lucky.”
Freedom put her hands on her hips and snapped, “That is not true, you need to stop being so mean or I am calling Harmony.”
Creed frowned. “No need to be unreasonable.”
Numbers was staring at Freedom, and suddenly it hit him, fuck a mutherfucking duck.
Freedom looked at him and her eyes widened. He smiled huge and she shook her head quickly.
“What?” Fork said, looking between the two.
“Do not,” Freedom warned and Numbers held up his hands.
“I am not in this!” Numbers yelled.
Creed stared at him and then Freedom and then back and said, “Numbers, what the fuck?”
“Do NOT!” Freedom screeched and Numbers held up his hands again. Data was staring at him as Kit walked into the room with a frown.
“What happened?” Kit asked as she looked at everyone.
“Nothing,” Freedom snapped and then she turned to Kit and smiled brightly. “Hi, I’m Freedom. Sorry we’re meeting like this but it can’t be helped. Just so you know, Shady and the others came back singing your praises and all the Lady Riders want to meet you. So, Bic is making a signup sheet to bring meals out here every few days. Now, I made some enchiladas and stuff. If you don’t like something just make a list so none of us make it.”
Kit shook her head but smiled. “No need, I can cook.”
Freedom chuckled and said, “We know that. We’re just being nosey.”
“Can we get back to why Freedom was freaking out at Numbers? What the hell is going on here?” Creed yelled and Kit’s eyes got wide and Data growled a little at his leader.
“Dude, chill out.”
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sp; “Chill out?” Creed snapped. “You haven’t been there; in the last few days it’s like someone came in and took our women and replaced them with Suzie Homemaker. It is creepy as shit. Harmony put her bike into storage and insisted we start looking for an SUV. I mean what in the fuck is that about? Then, last night Fork found her in the living room crying at a damn Hallmark commercial.”
Numbers bit down on his lips to force himself not to blurt out what he just figured out.
Kit was grinning as well; she must have guessed or they told her because she looked like she was ready to burst out laughing at any minute.
“Please,” Fork said and then looked at Numbers. “Brother, if you know the problem tell us, this shit is just driving me nuts.”
He shook his head and just said, “Not involved.”
“I will remember that!” Fork said and Data laughed.
“Come on, let’s eat, we are starving,” Numbers said and rubbed his stomach.
Freedom nodded and then moved to get the utensils and glasses. Before long they were sitting at the table talking, waiting for the food to be heated. Kit was staring at Fork who just asked her a question, Numbers could see from the look on her face that she was afraid. He was not going to have her worry about shit when they just wanted to talk to her. So he interrupted.
“Fork, hang on,” he said softly and looked at Kit whose eyes came to his and he continued, “Honey, before we get started in all this, I think we need to clear the air a little bit. I see the way you’re looking at Creed and Fork, as if they’re going to pull the rug out from under you or something. That’s not what’s going to happen. Believe me, they are only here to get information from all of us, not just you. But more importantly, while you are sitting here listening, I am asking the presidents of our club, the Ops Warriors, to allow you to stay here for however long you want. We will give you our protection. When this shit is done, we will figure out how to get you a real ID so you can be here legally. I don’t want you to have any worries about helping us.”
Kit bit her lip and she looked from him to Data, and then to Creed and Fork who were both looking a little confused, until finally Creed said, “Why are you saying it like that? I thought we made it perfectly clear since we brought you here, you are welcome to either stay with the club, or whatever. We will help you. It takes a brave person to speak up when they find something wrong. You could have kept your mouth shut and maybe blackmailed the old bitch but you didn’t. Right or wrong, we are dealing with people with no honor or conscience. Angela and her sidekick, Henry, they are bad people. The Vipers, bad, the people in Arizona, bad, so any little bit of information you give us will help us stop them. I’m not saying we are the most law abiding citizens, but I can say the only reason we’re not, is because we have seen the real world, we have fought for the real world and because of our bond, we will do exactly what we say we will.”
Kit looked at him and then to Freedom. The woman had an honest face, she was pretty and nice, and Kit instantly liked her. Freedom was nodding, she put out a hand and covered her forearm and squeezed. “I swear, these men in the club and the women as well, they are good people. They saved me from a situation I had gotten into. They made sure the people who were after me were taken care of, they protected me. Not everything in the world is black and white, you know, there are a lot of shades of gray. But honest to God, you can trust them. They will do what they say.”
Numbers watched as the emotions swirled around her face, and it took a few minutes of silence before she finally nodded and looked up. “I’m sorry, I meant no disrespect.”
Creed’s face softened slightly, but Numbers still recognized that they were rough looking. None of them were small. They wore leather and jeans, drove Harleys, and had long hair. He didn’t blame her for being nervous.
Fork sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Kit, I’m sorry if I came across as an asshole. Listen, the men we are asking about, the ones in Arizona, one of them is my half-brother, we aren’t close, and we tried to reconcile. We put trust in him and his friends, because we wanted to believe in them. We wanted them to be on the up and up, and part of that is my fault. I let my judgement get clouded when I should have realized this whole thing could have been a fuck you to me. We weren’t raised together, and because of that we are not close, but it is more than that. He hates me, he hates me because of our mother. That ugliness and jealousy that he has harbored was just too big to overcome. I had really hoped to get my brother back, but I will not have him hurting someone I love because of some stupid reason I had no control over.
I’m not saying that I am innocent, I have been very standoffish as well. So when I am acting frustrated and angry, it’s more because I feel like I have placed my family, the Ops family, in danger because I wanted to give my half-brother a chance.”
Kit stared at him and she asked, “He betrayed you?”
“In the worst way and using a child to get back at me. He has tried to kill some of our members’ families. All because they feel like we owe them something because of the success we found. They don’t think they have to work for something, they figure they can steal it or take it with force. We aren’t going to let that happen. The people they are messing with are good people, they just want to work and make a living. The town we used to live in has been invaded with drugs once again. We cleaned it up the first time, but this time, we aren’t there to help them.
But we are going to be.”
Kit nodded and then Creed said, “Unfortunately Angela is one of the unknowns. We really didn’t know she was alive until recently. Trust me, it was a shock, especially because we weren’t sure what she was doing? Then we get your message, things are already going to hell in a hand basket, but suddenly we have more. I don’t know if this is what she planned, or if it is something that just happened, but we need to know specifically who we are dealing with. So any information you can give us is going to help.”
Data smiled at her and said, “Baby, it’s fine. We are going to support you no matter what.
Just give us a chance here.”
She sighed and then said, “I began working for her three years ago, right when I finished school. She had moved into the area probably seven years ago, maybe longer but not much. My father is a gardener. He worked for several different families there, but when she came, she asked my father to stop doing the other houses and just work for her. After he worked there for a while, he told me about a job, he said it would be a good opportunity and so I took it. At first, it was simple, I mean it’s not like she actually worked or did anything. It wasn’t like that at all, I wrote letters for her, and managed a few things like her household expenses and such. It was pretty boring to say the least. Then she asked me to get a message to the head of the Vipers Motorcycle Club. I will be honest; I really didn’t understand what a MC was. When he showed up though, I was scared. He looked at me in such a way.” Kit shivered, Data and Numbers both looked pissed off. “So I began to pay closer attention to what was going on. I never wanted to be alone with that man, so I would arrange to be gone when they were supposed to be there. I began listening a little closer and so did the cooks, because even they were starting to feel uncomfortable. We compared notes, and things weren’t adding up. Like Angela saying that her daughter was going to be coming to stay, and a locksmith came in the next day and placed a lock on a bedroom door. The outside of it. There were several renovations done that didn’t make sense. I began to get suspicious.”
She explained everything to the Ops, everything, and how at the end, all of them knew that whatever Angela was planning was not legal or right. Which was why Kit began to search for help, and it led her to them.
When they were done, Creed and the others left, the food in the oven was done, and they promised to be back in a few days.
Numbers and Data got the food out and set it on the table. Both of them looked at her but it was Data who said, “Are you going to take a chance on us?”
Chapter Fourteen
Dinner had been a quiet affair and after everyone helped with the cleanup, they had gone to their separate rooms. She was standing at the mirror and looking at herself when she made up her mind. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out into the hallway and said loudly, “Can I answer your question now?”
Both men stepped out into the hallway looking confused. “When you asked if I could give you a chance? The answer is yes.” The fire in their eyes made her pause. Before she could blink Data was in front of her.
As Data lifted her shirt and pushed her back into the master bedroom, she kicked off her shoes quickly, and then waited patiently while he pulled off her jeans as well. Numbers stepped behind her and unhooked her bra, but he didn’t take it off. From the way Data’s gaze never left her face, she was in for a long night. And she couldn’t wait.
Numbers’s hands slipped under the bra and palmed her breasts as his lips kissed a sensitive spot below her ear. “I swear you will not regret this.”
She moaned and nodded. “I won’t, I swear.”
“Honey, we know this shit is fast, but honestly I knew the first time I saw you in that hotel room that you were meant to be ours. I don’t question fate,” Numbers whispered in her ear, making her shiver.
Her panties were soaked as she thought about how they could make her feel like she was the most important person in the world. Data knelt in front of her and leaned his head against her belly. He needed her, and she wrapped her hands around his head and held him close. She felt their pain in what happened. Their friends being betrayed, that is what really swayed her; seeing the people and getting to know them, thinking that someone would try to harm them was unconscionable.
“I need you,” she whispered, and Data growled and kissed her stomach again, letting her feel like she was healing them with her touch.
“I have waited for so long to feel this way.” He kissed her stomach and looked up at her.
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