Property of (Ops Warriors MC Book 6)

by Harley McRide

  “Together it feels like nothing can touch us. We are going make you feel so good.”

  Kit nodded and bit her lip. She had no idea what they had in store for her, but a girl could hope.

  He dragged his mouth lower. With his teeth, he tugged her panties low in front, but they didn’t budge over her ass. Numbers had been waiting patiently from behind, but he lost the battle of wills he was having, and pulled the back of her panties down and cupped her ass.

  “Honey, I love your ass,” Numbers said.

  She felt her ass clench as she thought about them taking her together. The feelings were so intense, but she was ready. She had so much to still learn about these amazing men. They had barely touched the surface with knowing each other, but she was more than ready to make it happen.

  With Numbers’s help, her panties slipped lower, and Data’s tongue pushed through her folds. Dear God, she wouldn’t be able to hold out if they planned on taking their time like this.

  Kit could feel her impatience growing with each chill that ran through her body.

  She clamped her hands onto Data’s shoulders and leaned her head back. Numbers stepped to the side and removed her bra. He leaned over and nipped at her nipple. His touch made her core quiver.

  “I think it’s time we show this woman exactly how much we want her,” Numbers said.

  “Yes," she said.

  “Honey, by the time we are done, you are gonna never want to leave.” Numbers swooped her up in his arms and lowered her to the bed. The movement made her dizzy, they had such a strong effect on her.

  By the time her head cleared, her arms were tied up and she was spread out wide for them to look at. If she could have covered herself, she would have, until she saw the looks of passion and lust in their eyes.

  "I saw one of your searches you know, when you were looking up BDSM? Now, we don’t think we would ever want to go full bore with it, but we were interested a little in a few things, as were you since you looked at them several times," Numbers said with a sparkle in his eyes.

  “You okay, baby?” Data said.

  “Yes, but uh, I really need for you to hurry up,” she whispered.

  “Hang on, honey,” Numbers said.

  “I'm trying.”

  Data crawled between her thighs and spread her wide. “I need you wide open.”

  He tied a loose loop around an ankle and secured the other end on the leg of the bed.

  After he repeated the same action on the other leg, the vulnerability hit home. She was spread-eagle on a bed with two dressed men, who seemed determined to suck, lick, and kiss her to death long before she got any cock.

  “You okay, baby? You look a bit worried.”

  “I’m worried because you aren’t naked.”

  They both laughed. “We can take care of that.”

  Data took a few condoms from his jean pocket and tossed them on the bed. She really hoped they intended on using every one of those condoms. Her need to feel them was turning into almost desperation.

  After he stepped out of his pants, he stood before her proudly. Kit loved the sight of them and didn’t think she would ever get tired of it. She wondered briefly if one could die from happiness. Data grabbed his cock and pumped it a few times.

  “This is what you do to me,” he said.

  She slowly ran her tongue over her lips, “Oh my God.”

  He grinned and dropped to his belly on the bed. Numbers lay next to her so he was right at her breast level. “Dammit, you need to make sure I am watching next time,” she said.

  “I’m sorry, honey. I couldn’t wait, you can look at me all you want later. First I think these need a little attention,” Numbers replied and captured her breast in his mouth, sucking in.

  The suction nearly made her lift off the bed. The shock of the pressure quickly subsided and turned into pleasure.

  “I am pretty sure the other one is lonely too,” she whispered and wondered where this woman had come from.

  “Sweetheart, don’t worry, we will take care of you,” Data whispered.

  Numbers’s hands wandered all over her body, touching her entire length and then back up again before settling on her other breast. He slid to the side and wrapped his hands in her hair as he raked his teeth over her nipple. The tension on her hair and the erotic pull on her swollen nipple drove her crazy. She wanted to touch her men but couldn’t get loose.

  Data seemed to be content for Numbers to start the seduction, but the moment she moaned, he latched onto her pussy.

  “Oh my God.” What the hell were they doing to her? She never felt anything like this before in her life, and she was surely not going to ever again.

  She wanted to scoot down for more contact, but the rope prevented her from moving. The lack of control heightened the excitement, but frustrated her at the same time. She wanted to feel them and show them how she felt. She didn’t want to scare them but she loved them already, and before the night was over, she wanted them to know how much. For now, she’d enjoy the ecstasy of their lovemaking and show them instead of saying the words.

  Data’s tongue expertly circled her clit before licking up and down her slit. The dual sensations made her breath catch several times as they both worked her over. Placing a palm on her belly, Data pushed one finger into her pussy. Dammit, she wanted to feel them inside her, not their fingers.

  “I need you,” she whispered, hoping they were listening to her.

  Data’s answer was to press two fingers into her, but that only added to her desperation.

  He moved his fingers inside her, forcing her juices to flow. The air became thick as their passion began to build.

  Numbers probably thought she needed to be distracted because he stopped playing with her breasts, crawled up to her face and kissed her. At first, the kiss came out hard and demanding, but once she opened her mouth, he softened his touch. She nipped his tongue. When he pulled back a bit, she bit his bottom lip.

  “I can’t wait, get on your hands and knees,” Data ordered as he and Numbers were already moving to release the rope holding her, then waited for her to turn around.

  Kit moved quickly. Data laid on the bed and pulled her over to him and grinned. He lined up his cock, then pushed up into her at the same time she pushed down and the instant feeling of fullness almost drove her over the edge. Nothing could compare to the intimate sensation though, of having Numbers move around behind her and press a finger in her ass. It made her feel decadent.

  Slowly, Numbers began to stretch her gently, moving in and out of her ass as Data moved slowly in and out of her at the same time. She could feel her impatience, she needed him inside her.

  “Please, you need to get inside me,” Kit yelled.

  “Calm down, I will get there,” Numbers laughed and pulled his fingers out.

  Fisting her hands in the bedcovers, she held on, took a deep breath, and waited. She let out a cry when Numbers pressed the head of his cock through the tight ring of muscle and into her ass.

  After the initial pinch of pain, Kit moaned and dropped her head back, “Yes, feels so good.

  Numbers rubbed her back and slid inside her with one thrust. She screamed at the sensation and moved to take them both fully. She was theirs, she knew it in her heart.

  Both men cursed and held themselves deep inside her, their harsh groans were the most erotic sounds she had ever heard. It made her feel powerful. Her pussy and ass gripped both of them and she needed them to move fast.

  Kit started to rock on Data’s cock, sucking in a breath as his pelvic bone hit her clit.

  Numbers held inside her as she situated herself where she wanted.

  “Ready?” Numbers whispered and Kit nodded.

  Data gripped her waist and withdrew all the way out of her, and then thrust back in quickly as Numbers pulled out. They slid in and out deeply, both of them almost withdrawing fully from her body before thrusting back in. The strokes were driving her crazy.

  Stunned by the incredible
sensations in the inner walls of her pussy and ass, she held on, as they owned her. She clenched and felt her juices flow freely as they gave her pleasure.

  Kit started coming, a slow roll of pleasure getting stronger and stronger as they moved.

  She couldn’t catch her breath as they tightened their grip on her.

  “Fuck,” Numbers yelled and she knew they were close.

  With frantic thrusts and moans the trio came together with a blazing explosion that took all their energy and sucked it from their bodies. Falling to the side, they stayed together as they tried to catch their breath.

  It could have minutes or hours, when Numbers’s voice broke through her sex-induced brain, "Everyone ready for around two?”

  "Well, yeah, that was the plan with the condoms, using them," Data chuckled.

  The men did exactly what they said they were going do, they showed her several times just how much they wanted her.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “I know where she is,” Henry said into the phone. “I will go and take care of her myself and when it is done, I will meet you and we will get your granddaughter.”

  Angela made a noise of disgust and she said, “Are you at least taking the Vipers with you. I want my daughter dead.”

  Henry sighed and said, “Unfortunately, the Vipers are a little upset about the fact that once again their new President was killed. They have declined to participate until they have a chance to regroup.”

  “Worthless,” she muttered and then said, “The club in Arizona will not be allowed to do this. I will handle them; you deal with her.”

  Henry nodded and hung up the phone. Things were falling apart. Since Kit had escaped being killed, the information about Angela was now common knowledge. The Ops had been asking too many questions and people were beginning to take notice. Angela left her husband, but many of his partners knew she had knowledge that could destroy them. Because of that, Angela was now the one who was running of sorts. He was going to at least solve one of their problems. Fortunately for them, the Ops hadn’t picked up on the tail they had when they went to retrieve Kit.

  “Wait!” Kit yelled at the men as they made plans for her without talking to her. “I never said I was going to stay with you and become your third of the Ops Warriors IT section.”

  Data and Numbers paused as they were ordering her the parts to her own computer and office furniture to be delivered to the compound before they got back. They wanted it to be set up when they arrived. Since they woke up this morning Kit had been trying to stop them from making plans so fast. She knew that she wanted to be with them, but she just needed to process everything.

  “Huh?” Data said, confused about why she was putting the brakes on when she had already agreed she wanted them.

  Numbers growled and shook his head. “Hell no, honey, you said you were ours, it means you are ours, there is no going back.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Guys, I’m not saying no, or yes. I’m saying, can we wake up, have some breakfast, talk a little about what happened last night, and then calmly discuss things.”

  Data frowned and looked at Numbers who was also frowning and then Data said, “No.”

  “NO?” Kit asked. Good Lord, she wasn’t going to have to worry about being hunted to be killed, they were going to be the death of her. Not only had they had a round two last night. They had a third and in the throes of the biggest orgasm she ever had, they had told her to admit she was theirs. And yes, she did yell it out as the orgasm hit.

  “Yeah,” Numbers said. “No, you can’t say yes and then no right after. It’s too confusing.

  We asked, you said yes, and that is it. Now, what kind of RAM are we talking about here. I think we should go with…”

  Kit laughed loudly and shook her head. “Breakfast.” She knew she was screwed.

  Data stopped and then sighed and said, “Fine, come on, let’s go and get some breakfast, and then we will order everything.”

  As the trio walked down to the kitchen, the phone rang and Data answered, “Hello?”

  “We got an ID back on the dude Kit killed. It took a few days, but he is the one who took over the Vipers when the last idiot was killed,” Creed said and Data stopped in his tracks and looked up at Numbers who was still walking with Kit into the kitchen.

  He let them get into the kitchen before he said softly, “We already knew that the Vipers were involved.”

  “We did, but what we didn’t know is that the man Kit killed was once from the Arizona club. They took over the Vipers and used their name to hide their involvement.”

  Data swore and he said, “When are we leaving?”

  He knew because of all this Creed and Fork weren’t going to let it lay. Jas was safe, and they were going to take care of their enemies so she would remain safe. Knowing these fuckers had been fucking with the Ops this whole time, knowing that they were that bitter and twisted, gave him all the rage needed to want them dead.

  “Charro and Knight left with the General this morning. They are meeting Raph and

  Carmi in Vegas. Easy, Poke, Freebyrd, and Rock are leaving in the morning to ride north to meet up with the Black Hawks and bring Jas home. We are trying to get a bead on Raven, so far every time we call him it goes to voicemail. They have to know by now that we know, so we are at a standoff. Kink, Mag, Slider, and Cajun are talking to another club in Colorado we may be able to use. As it stands right now, we don’t know for sure where they have Raven. The fight is set to be in twenty days, so we have until then to find him,” Creed said.

  “Good, when are we leaving though?” Data asked and he heard Creed sigh loudly.

  “You and Numbers are not, listen, I hate to tell you this. Maxi and Ice are on their way over now. Angela’s man, Henry, is coming for Kit. We intercepted a call made from a hotel in TJ, it came from the room of the man Kit killed. He knows where you are.”

  Data felt the cold flow over him. He looked over from where he stood in the kitchen and saw Numbers laughing with Kit as they made breakfast. She was wearing one of his Harley tees and damned if she didn’t look perfect. No one was going to take her from them.

  “How long do we have?” Data asked.

  “He made the call two hours ago to Angela telling her he had found Kit. We already let Stone and War know, they are the ones on duty right now. They are going to come down as soon as Maxi and Ice are there,” Creed replied.

  In other words, no time at all, he could be there at any time. Data walked to the front of the house and said, “We will take care of him, and then we are coming home.” He hung up the phone and then slowly walked into the kitchen where Numbers was showing her a site on his laptop of tattoo designs. He was explaining about Slinging Ink and she was looking very interested in what he was saying. It sucked having to interrupt them.

  They had the food on the table. It was simple, fruit and cereal, a fucking pineapple halfway cut because they had gotten distracted. So fucking normal and yet it wasn’t. He saw the coffee pot and cups, he needed more than coffee but it would have to do.

  “Hey,” Data said and then both looked up, he poured coffee in his cup and then pushed it to where he was planning to sit. Numbers’s smile faded when he saw the look on Data’s face and Kit looked a little confused.

  “Is everything alright?” she asked softly and Data kissed the top of her head and then sat down at the table.

  “No, but soon it will be.”

  Numbers said, “What?”

  Data looked at Kit and knew this was totally going to suck. “Creed called.” Numbers and Kit both nodded and Data continued, “The man who tried to attack you in your room?”

  She nodded and then said, “Is he talking?”

  Data closed his eyes, he knew that she didn’t realize she had killed someone. She had been in shock. “No, he is not talking, because he can’t. Baby, I’m sorry to have to tell you this.

  But when we got there that day, the man was dead.”

  She frowned and looked
at Data and then looked at Numbers and said, “No, he wasn’t, I had just hit him, he grabbed my leg.”

  “Something hit him just right in the head,” Numbers said softly and she looked at them and they waited.

  “I killed someone?” she whispered and they both nodded. “I killed the man who killed my parents and wanted to kill me as well.”

  The men both nodded and Kit looked around, trying to sort things out in her mind. She killed someone, not a good someone, but still a someone. She didn’t know how to feel about that.

  In her world in Mexico, violence was not common, it wasn’t unheard of, but it wasn’t common.

  However, growing up her father taught her how to take care of herself. She wasn’t a shrinking violet; she wasn’t a victim normally. But she wasn’t aggressive either. Basically she was normal, just a normal woman who knows how to take care of herself.

  Since this whole thing started she had wondered what she was stepping into. She wondered what life she was stepping into. Everything had been so clear before. And now, even with everything going on, it wasn’t like this was normal, it wasn’t, and thinking about the Ops, they weren’t normal either.

  “Okay,” she whispered and both men let out the breath they were each holding.

  Data nodded and said, “Well, they intercepted a call from that man Henry. He was in the man’s hotel room and made a call. He knows where you are, that was two hours ago.”

  Kit’s eyes went wide and Numbers held her hand tight. “What are we going to do?”

  “You are going to go to the safe room, we are going to wait for the guys to get here, and then we are going to finish this,” Data said and she nodded.

  “I can’t go back, can I?” she asked.

  Data shrugged and said, “If you want to, yes.”

  Kit looked at Numbers and then at Data and smiled sadly and said, “No, I can’t, and it is okay. When I sent that message, I knew things were going to change, and I really am okay with it. Seriously.”

  “Well, I’m glad all this has worked out for you,” a man said from behind them and Kit looked up and her face went pale. Numbers and Data jumped up and put themselves in front of her, pushing the table to the side. “You know, your arrogance in thinking that a simple alarm system would stop a professional is laughable. I thought you were smarter. I mean, you know who you are dealing with.”