The Biker's Plaything (Straight to Hell MC Book 1) by Sam Crescent (learn to read books .txt) 📗

His men who’dfucked up and let this unfold would pay. He’d makesure of it. The Straight to Hell MC was supposed to be on top of their game.This never should have happened.

“Where’s the girlnow?”

“Out front. Gabrieldrove her down.”

He took one lastlook at his weights and exhaled his displeasure. Lord slung a hand towel overhis shoulder and followed Reaper out of the gym.

Several bikes roaredin the yard, Gabriel and the whore from up north thecenter of attention. Lord walked up to her and grabbed her face by the chin, turningher head from side to side. The knife slash would leave a nasty scar, but shelooked otherwise unscathed.

“What’s your name?”

“Misty.”

“Tell me exactlywhat happened,” he said. “Don’t even think about bullshitting me.”

“He had aboxcutter. He grabbed me—”

“Was he in thehouse? Did he pretend to be a customer?”

She sniffled. “No.”

“Where didthis happen?”

“I went for a walkwith Amber. We were going for a coffee in town.”

Lord ran a handthrough his hair. “You tell the boys you were leaving? Or did you just decideit was a good idea to leave yourselves vulnerable?”

She shrugged.

He was about to backhandthe bitch but restrained himself. “Who do you workfor?”

“You, Lord. I’dnever sell out, I swear.”

He shifted hisattention to Gabriel. “We protect our own. The girls work for us, we keep themsafe. That’s how this fucking works.”

“There was nowarning. We’re a blip on the map. We never expected something like this to go down.”

“No one takes what’sours.” He grabbed Misty by the upper arm and shoved her toward Gabriel. “TakeReaper and Stump with you. I want to know exactly what we’re dealing with.Report back to me.”

If Skull Nationwanted to fuck with him, they’d live to regret it.Depending on how many of them had moved in on the town, he’d make his next moveaccordingly. His club had run the supply of drugs, guns, and whoresalong the entire east coast for decades. He may be getting older, but until he wasdead and buried, he’d defend everything in their territory.

“What do you wantthem to do with Misty?” asked Brick.

“She can still openher legs.”

Lord had neverraped a woman, and he didn’t force them to work for him. His club whores and the many working in his network of brothels werethere more than willing and eager to work up the ranks. They loved the money,the attention, and belonging to the Straight to Hell MC. It was one big, fucked-upfamily. And they all answered to him.

“Boss?”

He turned andglared at Brick. His patience fading quickly. His VP jutted his chin to the farend of the yard. A curvy little blonde was tiptoeing around the buildings,making her way toward the main gates.

For some reason,it didn’t push him over the edge like it should. He had to stop himself from smiling.“Bring her to me.”

He watched asBrick retrieved Ally and carried her back kicking and screaming over his shoulder.When he set her down on her feet in front of him, he stood with his armscrossed.

She looked up athim with those deceptively innocent eyes. “I was taking a walk.”

“That’s the bestyou’ve got?”

“You never cameback to the office. I wasn’t sure what you wanted me to do.”

“From what I remember,we had a deal. Are you reneging already?”

She shook her head,and it pleased him.

“Want her to ridewith me, Lord? I’m heading up north anyway. I can drop her off at the whorehouse and get her out of your hair for good,” said Stump.

“This pussy isn’tfor sale. She belongs to me.” He waved a hand in the air, making a circle abovehim. “Head out. Find out what we’re dealing with.”

The bikes droveoff and onlookers spread out, going back to their own business. Leaving himalone with Ally in the vast, empty yard, the remnants of dust settling.

“You were tryingto escape. How far did you think you’d get before I found you?”

“I hadn’t plannedthat much ahead.”

He pointed to thearmed guards patrolling the entrance. “You wouldn’t have made it a foot past thegates. You’ve already seen what happens to traitors. Now, let’s not have this happenagain. Understand?”

This time, shenodded. “Who was that other girl? With the cut face?”

He tilted his headto the side. “Who do you think she was? My last conquest?”

“Probably.”

Lord narrowed hiseyes. She continually tested him, and normally, he’d never tolerate it. Therewas just something about this particular girl that entertained him.

“She’s not my type,”said Lord.

He led her back tothe clubhouse, walking by her side. Once inside, he told her to take off hersweater.

“What? Why?”

“I own you, Ally. Stopquestioning everything and do what I ask.”

She looked side toside, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink. It amazed him how her innocencewas such a fucking turn-on. As she unbuttoned the uglysweater, part of him wanted to soothe her fears. But that wasn’t his job. Shewas just a temporary distraction.

Ally moved teasinglyslow.

“Tonight would be good,” he prodded.

She slipped it offover her shoulders, revealing a fitted pastel-pink tank top underneath.

“No bra?”

Ally crossed her arms,trying unsuccessfully to hide those big, sloppy tits from him. She scowled. “Iknow I need one, okay. I always take it off with my uniform before leaving work.It’s not comfortable.”

“I like you likethis. Nothing like a perfect fucking rack.”

This time, shemade eye contact with him. She definitely wasn’t expecting that answer. Little didshe know he wanted to drown in those lush curves. His cock was already painfullyhard.

“Come closer.”

Lord sat on theedge of one of the large wooden bench tables in the main entrance. There were usuallya couple of brothers sitting around. Right now, it was just the two of them.

She approachedhim. Tentatively.

“Closer,” he said.

Once she was withinarm’s length, he hooked his hand around her back and pulled her between his partedlegs.

“Lift up yourshirt.”

She shook her head.

“These are my titsnow. You better get used to feeding them to me when I ask.”

Ally took a deepbreath, not saying another word. Ever so slowly, she pulled up her top untilthe material stretched over the full sloping peaks. Her nipples were big, ripebuds, making his mouth salivate.

“Give one to me.”

He watched as shegrabbed her own breast and lifted it toward his mouth, her nipple teasing hislips. When he opened,