The Biker's Gift (Royal Bastards MC)

by Landis, Nikki

  I waited patiently for her to finish but it took every ounce of willpower I possessed not to let my Reaper free and seek out Acid right that minute.

  “I managed to reach the blade and use it against the three of them. It’s sort of a blur,” she admitted as I sank down next to her on the mattress. “I fought like hell, Bodie.” She lifted her gaze to mine and the sorrow and fear were so vivid I reached for her hand and held it. “I fought like a woman possessed. I don’t know how . . . but I managed to stab Zook in the shoulder and I cut Dawg on the arm.” She swallowed hard, her voice wavering slightly as she continued, “I did the most damage to Acid. The knife slid down the left side of his face and sliced deep. There was so much blood. I think I cut his left eye too. I can’t remember.”

  Pulling her into my arms, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. Acid, Dawg, and Zook were dead men walking. It was only a matter of time. The countdown had begun, and I would make sure Grim knew everything as soon as I left this room. “Sasha, I’m so sorry that happened to you.”

  She began to cry, her shoulders shaking as I tightened my grip, unsure of what to do. I ended up rubbing her back awkwardly, but she didn’t seem to notice.

  “How did you escape?”

  “I kept using that knife until I was close to the door and then I made a run for it. I heard the shots they fired but none of the bullets ever found their mark. It’s crazy,” she whispered. “I never should have survived.”

  “But you did,” I pointed out, leaning back to look into her eyes. “You were so fuckin’ brave.”

  Sasha shook her head. “That doesn’t matter,” she replied sadly. “Because Suraya walked into the Blacktop on my day off only a few days later. She came in to visit Trish and check on me. Trish was there. She told me how the Scorpions rushed into the bar, aimed their guns, and how all three of them shot my sister in cold blood. They killed her because they thought she was me.” Her voice broke and she buried her face in her hands. “I hate that it was my fault.” Her head rose, black lines running down her face as the makeup she wore smeared. “I blamed and hated you too,” she admitted. “You were supposed to keep her safe. It was your job to keep her with the Royal Bastards. She wasn’t supposed to come to the Blacktop. I thought she was far away from Acid and the Scorpions. It never occurred to me that she would show up at the bar.”

  I knew the guilt she was feeling because I had felt it, too. “I don’t blame you for feeling that way. I’ve felt responsible for Suraya’s death every single day for the last six months. I was only about fifteen minutes away when I received the call. Too late to do anything but witness Acid’s wide grin when he saw me arrive.”

  Sasha frowned. “That doesn’t make sense, Bodie.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Acid knew I was dating Zook. He didn’t know about you and Suraya. At least, I don’t think so.”

  “Did you ever tell Zook you had a twin sister?”

  “No,” she replied firmly. “It never came up.”

  “Then you’re right. This doesn’t add up.” I rose to my feet, pacing again in agitation. “Acid killed Suraya because he believed it was you. But if he did know about you and your twin, then it makes sense that Acid waited around for my arrival. He would know how Suraya’s death would hurt me.”

  “For what purpose?”

  “To start a war,” I growled, cracking my neck as I rolled my shoulders back. “His actions hurt multiple people that day and I’m sure that’s what Acid intended.” I didn’t mention the fact that Acid had obviously been messing with our deliveries and the Denali brothers. The Scorpions were probably going to mess with our meth shipment soon and that would cause some serious shit with the Guerrero Cartel.

  Sasha sighed. “I still don’t get it.”

  “Maybe Acid never knew about you at all,” I wondered aloud, “maybe he knew I was dating Suraya and maybe he thought she was cheating on me on the side with Zook. It’s not far fetched to think that they planned to rape and murder Suraya the day they attacked you. They didn’t expect you to fight back and they didn’t count on the fact that you were actually twins. The whole thing blew up in Acid’s face, but he still used it to his advantage.”

  “But I always went by Sasha.”

  “And your sister went by Say. Maybe he didn’t connect the dots that you were two separate people.”

  “I don’t know but I haven’t seen the Scorpions back at the Blacktop since the day Suraya died,” she admitted. “Not until the night you showed up. I mistakenly thought they wouldn’t return to the scene of the crime.”

  “Assholes,” I cursed. “That’s no coincidence. I bet Acid planned to kill me and piss off Grim, ensuring the war between us and the Scorpions escalated.”

  “By why wait so long? It’s been six months.”

  “I don’t know. Maybe he’s been recruiting, planning. Who knows?”

  Sasha rose to her feet. “I’m worried about Trish.”

  “Why?” I knew she’d mention Tricia sooner or later.

  “She left that night with a getaway bag. I haven’t heard from her since and I can’t get through to her on her cell. She hasn’t called me back. I don’t know if she’s in danger or not.”

  Shit. Grim wasn’t going to like that. “You know I gotta tell my prez all of this.”

  “I know.” Sasha wiped under her eyes and sighed. “I’ll tell him everything I know.”

  Nodding, I walked to the door and opened it. “Let’s go. Grim is gonna want to hear all of this from you.”

  Most of our conversation was only conjecture but it was clear that Acid and the Scorpions were planning to hit the Royal Bastards hard. That was unacceptable. No one fucked with our club.

  Chapter 10 – Bodie

  “Church is in session.” Grim slammed down the gavel and sat up straight, ticking his head in my direction. “Go ahead, Bodie.”

  “It seems Acid and the Scorpions haven’t been idle since all the shit went down at the Blacktop six months ago.” I had my brother’s rapt attention the moment I spoke. “We already suspect that he sent a narc to check out our MC, but I’ve got proof now. Acid, Dawg, and Zook kidnapped Sasha and planned to rape and kill her, leaving her body for me to find. I’m positive they were gonna show up here at the Crossroads, but Sasha fought them off and escaped. They believed Suraya and Sasha were the same girl. I don’t think Acid realized that they were identical twins, at least not initially.”

  Stunned expressions filled the faces of my brothers around the table.

  “This is fuckin’ personal,” I continued, “Acid has had it out for me for a long time. I believe he planned this for months in order to start a war between us and the Scorpions. He must have seen me with Suraya. Maybe he wanted her, maybe he just wanted to fuck with my head. I don’t know and it doesn’t matter now.”

  “It fuckin’ matters, brother.”

  I met Patriot’s hard stare.

  “It always matters. That disrespect doesn’t go unpunished.”

  I nodded, appreciative that my brothers always had my back. Loyalty was part of our code and every single one of us followed it without regret or hesitation. The club was life. It was family.

  Nothing ever came between the club and its members.

  “Acid has been hitting our shipments, attacking our deliveries off and on for the last few weeks. Rael and I found a bunch of botched invoices. Sending that fuckin’ narc was the last straw.” Mammoth looked ready to spit nails he was so pissed. “This has to end. We need to respond. Now.”

  “Agreed.” Rael ticked his head toward Grim. “We don’t let this slide, prez.”

  Grim nodded. “The Royal Bastards aren’t taking any shit from the Scorpions. I got a call from a few of our brothers in other chapters. Acid isn’t the only one starting trouble.”

  “He wants a war,” Hannibal growled low, “then he’s got one.”

  Wraith puffed on his cigar, blowing out a ring of smoke. “Denali Trucking seems to be missing some of our m
erchandise. From the altered invoices, I can clearly see where they’ve been skimming profits.” His lip curled up in a snarl. “I want to take Rael and visit the Denali Brothers. Find out where their allegiance lies.”

  “Done,” Grim answered. “Make them talk.”

  A slow, wide smile revealed the gold caps on Wraith’s teeth, a couple of the others – the canines – were filed into sharp points. “Plannin’ on it.”

  “Sasha has been to the Scorpion’s clubhouse. She knows a little of the layout,” I divulged. “I’m gonna get as accurate of a description as I can. It could prove useful later.”

  Grim frowned. “You ain’t goin’ rogue, Bodie.”

  “Wouldn’t dream of it,” I answered right away. I’d consider taking someone with me but Grim didn’t need to know that right now. “Sasha won’t ever be safe as long as Acid, Dawg, and Zook go unpunished. And I’m owed retribution for what they did to my ol’ lady. These assholes don’t get to attack our women and our club. I won’t stand for it.”

  Several nods echoed around the table.

  “I get that, Bodie.” Grim sat back in his seat, arms folded across his chest. “But you aren’t the only one with an axe to grind against Acid and the Scorpions.”

  Yeah, Grim had his reasons too. They mostly revolved around a certain blonde named Tricia.

  “I know.”

  “We make our move when we’re ready, Bodie,” Rael added, “but know I got your back once shit goes down.”

  “We all do,” Hannibal added. “I need fuckin’ laid and a drink before this all goes balls up. You ready to let us go, prez?”

  Grim chuckled. “Church is dismissed. Get your dick wet or whatever the fuck you need to do. Tomorrow we hit the Denali Brothers hard and make sure our other connections are secure.”

  Most of the guys left the room as I remained seated. Mammoth and Rael hadn’t moved either.

  “How does this affect the southern pipeline?” Rael seemed agitated. “We don’t need more shit with the Guerrero Cartel. Salazar has made it clear he expects things to run smoothly. They don’t need any additional heat.”

  The southern pipeline ran down to our national chapter in New Orleans. We moved a lot of product that way. Complications cost money. We didn’t need that kind of problem.

  “I’m well aware,” Grim replied, lighting up a smoke. “Salazar has been in communication. We’re good. Even with recent events, we’ve held up our end of the bargain with the supplies and runs. Salazar knows we’re good for it.”

  “And if our transportation is compromised?”

  Grim leveled Rael with a hard, cold smile. “Then we deal with it.”

  Mammoth snorted. “Calm your tits, Rael. No need to get worked up until there’s somethin’ to get worked up about.”

  Rael cursed, shaking his head. “It’s my job to fuckin’ worry.”

  Grim placed a hand on Rael’s shoulder. “You’re the enforcer because I can count on you, brother. I don’t dismiss your concerns but we’re good for now. Relax. Go find a tight hole to bury in for the night.”

  “Fuck.” Rael ran a hand over his closely shaved head. “I think you’re right.”

  We watched him leave as Mammoth laughed lightly. “That kid is all balls. He needs to loosen up once in a while.”

  “Keep an eye out,” Grim ordered, “I need my enforcer at the top of his game.”

  “Always,” Mammoth replied. “That’s why I take my position just as seriously.” With a small salute, the V.P. left me alone with Grim.

  “I’m worried about Trish. Tried to call and text her from a burner cell. Nothin’. You sure Sasha hasn’t heard from her?”

  “Yeah, she’s worried too. Told me as much. As soon as I know something, you will,” I promised.

  Grim finished his cigarette and smashed the butt into his palm. “I’m gonna take a ride. Need to clear my head.”

  “Want me with you?”

  “Nah, I’ll take Patriot. He’s been a little on edge lately.”

  “Alright.”

  Leaving the chapel, I sauntered toward the bar in need of a stiff drink. One of the little club cookies pushed a glass of Johnnie my way and I ticked my head in her direction with thanks, happy I was home. I’d barely finished when the sound of soft feminine laughter caught my attention. Turning my gaze away from the bar, I found Sasha surrounded by Rael, Xenon, and Wraith. Something she was saying had them all smiles, each one of them openly admiring her with hungry, predatory expressions that did nothing more than piss me off.

  Pushing away from the bar, I stomped toward Sasha as she glanced my way. Her eyes grew wide and then twinkled with emerald fire, roaming over my body from head to toe in obvious appreciation. I pushed through my brothers on purpose, pulling her into my lap as I sat down on the leather sofa.

  “Miss me, darlin’?”

  Wraith smirked. Rael shook his head. Xenon just grinned so damn wide I was gonna smack him back to childhood later. They all knew exactly what I was doing. I hadn’t realized that was my intent until just now, but I was staking my claim on Sasha Pratt and my brothers knew it.

  “What would I miss?” she teased, licking her bottom lip as our eyes met.

  My hand slid up over the bare skin of her arm, brushing across her shoulder blade and then slowly up her neck before I grasped the back of her head, holding her firmly in place as I leaned forward. “My lips,” I whispered huskily, right before I swooped in and captured her mouth in a scorching kiss. She tasted like Jack, sweet and spicy, and I swept her mouth with my tongue, longing for more. That hint of cinnamon danced on my taste buds as my craving for more increased.

  A low moan escaped from between her lips as I pulled back slightly, my empty hand filling with the succulent flesh of her ass.

  “Bodie.” My name passed through those plump lips swollen from my kisses like she’d moaned it a thousand times. So perfect. So full of lust, desire, and need.

  Instantly hard, I strained against the fly of my jeans as my hips rotated, pushing my erection into her thigh. “You need me, little vixen?” My hand slid over her waist where I gripped her hard enough to show my interest and brought her closer until those soft, luscious tits were pressed against my chest. Her hot core rested over my crotch and I moved my hips again, rubbing up against her and leaving nothing to her imagination. She’d changed into yoga pants after our ride and my dick was consistently moving against the material, pressing into her clit through the thin layer.

  A little mew of pleasure escaped as she rocked her hips in sync with my own.

  Fuck.

  I’d tear a hole in those pants and fuck her right here, right now, in front of all my brothers and I didn’t give a shit who watched. My cock was pulsing with need and I knew I wouldn’t be satisfied until my dick was buried all the way to the base, fucking her hard and fast.

  “Oh, Bodie.”

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” I replied with a growl, lifting her up as she straddled my hips and I stood while her legs wrapped around my waist, carrying her so fast that I barely heard the catcalls and lewd comments tossed our way.

  My door was slammed shut behind us and then I had her on the bed, flat on her back as I reached for those yoga pants and ripped them at the center of her crotch and outward until all I could see was that sexy fuckin’ pussy bared for my eyes only. She didn’t have on any panties and I groaned with need, sinking onto my stomach as I rested against the mattress.

  My fingers spread her silky lips apart as I gazed at her with open hunger, leaning in to inhale that delicious, intoxicating scent that was all female, sex, and honey. My tongue swiped at her core, licking at her gently at first and then more thoroughly, turned on by the little gasps and moans that kept leaving her sensual little mouth. My teeth lightly nibbled on her clit and then tugged on the little nub until she squirmed as two of my fingers slid into her slick, tight hole and pumped in and out, riding the rhythm she set as her hips bucked and she came, crying out my name.

  That did
n’t take long. This woman was full of need and I was going to make sure I filled her until she couldn’t take anymore.

  “I need you bare,” I grunted, shoving my jeans down as I kicked them off, my cock springing forward in eager anticipation.

  “Fuck.” Her eyes widened. “You’re so thick and big,” she murmured with lust, her eyes glazed over. “I’m on the pill,” she blurted, almost as an afterthought.

  I loved it when a woman appreciated my dick. Hell, she could worship my cock all she wanted. “I’m clean,” I promised, “and I want to feel you without a fuckin’ rubber.”

  “Bodie,” she moaned in response.

  “Tell me to fuck you, Sasha,” I ordered.

  “Fuck me, Bodie. Now!”

  I lifted her knees and pushed her legs up, giving plenty of room for my hips to move into place. Without hesitation, I rammed my dick inside her and buried so deep I felt my balls slap against her ass. A man possessed, I rode her hard and fast, fucking Sasha with all of the pent-up need, desire, and frustration that had built up since the moment we met. My thumbs brushed across her rose-colored nipples as they pebbled from my touch and my mouth followed sucking and licking at her tits as I continued to pump into her relentlessly.

  In the back of my mind was the thought that I never fucked Suraya quite like this. I never lost myself so completely or needed to dominate quite so viciously. Maybe it was Sasha’s personality that brought out this side in me and unleashed the beast within. Whatever the reason, I couldn’t get enough.

  Perhaps I just needed to fuck her and get her out of my system. This wasn’t love. It wasn’t even affection. I was fucking her with lust, need, and a deeply driven desire to tame this wild woman in every way that I could. I wanted to dominate and control her with a vicious possession that was almost frightening in its intensity.

  My fingers slid to her clit and I rubbed in consistent circles, applying just enough pressure to get her off. Sasha’s body responded immediately to my touch, growing slicker as I thrust in and out. Her pussy was gripping my dick, making it hard to concentrate on her pleasure alone. I needed her to come before I lost myself in her warmth and that sweet, tight haven between her thick and sexy thighs. A man could lose himself and go to war over a pussy that addictive.