Down and Dirty (Sons of Sinners Book 1) (5 page)

Once on the road, Stone led the MC through the back roads they’d previously discussed taking. Being on the open road gave Stone time to think about Zoey and all the naughty ways he intended on corrupting her scrumptious body once he finally had her. Riding with a major hard-on made the journey that much longer for him.

After making a few short piss stops along the highway, they finally arrived at the warehouse. Linc was waiting in front of the entrance for them as they pulled up. Stone got off his bike and left Jace, Marx, Darc, Saxton, and Dash waiting behind. They knew what to do, leaving Stone to handle business from here on out.

“Linc.” He nodded to the well-dressed man before him. Stone knew the type of man Linc was, a smooth talker who knew how to invest his money. Linc was good at what he did, whatever that was. Stone tried not to get too involved in Linc’s business. The less he knew, the better.

“I’m glad you all made it without any trouble.”

One of the cargo bay doors opened. “Have your men back up there. I will have my guys check out the merchandise and once I know everything is there, you can be on your way.”

Quick and easy, like it always was when they handled their business.

As the crew and Linc’s men busied themselves, Stone stood along with Linc watching as they all swiftly did their task at hand.

“A few days ago I received a very interesting offer from a new client I just took up business with.”

Stone didn’t care about Linc’s other partnerships. He only cared about his MC and keeping them alive.

“I have found that there is a huge interest in human trafficking, especially in females.” Linc took a cigar from his pocket and cut the tip off with a silver-plated cigar cutter. He placed the freshly cut cigar between his lips and put the cutter back inside the liner of his jacket. “Your MC wouldn’t by chance be interested in trading some of the money I am giving you today for a sneak peak at the never-before-seen merchandise I have waiting in a disclosed area not too far away?”

“No,” Stone said sternly. “I’m not looking for any more bitches to add to my collection. Let’s just get this over and done with so I can get back to my clubhouse.”

Linc lit the end of the cigar and inhaled a deep drag of the stogie. “Pity. They are definitely prime choice individuals—”

“I said no, Linc.”

Linc shrugged. “Your loss. I was merely giving you first dibs at the lovely ladies I have acquired for my clubs.”

Stone had heard about the sleazy clubs Linc owned, but had never visited them. It was Marx and Saxton who had visited the strip club on a drunken bender one night. Sax had told Stone that it was a nice club, with very pretty, talented women. But he saw the fright in most of the women who worked for Linc, as if they weren’t willing employees. Stone was against forcing anyone who wasn’t willing to be a part of something. Everyone should be given a choice.

“If our business is done here, then I would like my money so me and my crew could get going.”

The ride back to the clubhouse seemed much shorter. Stone wanted to get back to Zoey. When he called to check on her, Blade had assured Stone that she was fine, helping out in the kitchen when he last saw her. There was some unfinished business he and Jace had to take care of with Zoey, and hopefully by the end of the night, she would be sharing their bed.

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“Y
ou know to Stone and Jace you are just another piece of ass they want to conquer?”

Zoey turned around at the sound of the female voice coming from behind her. At the door stood a pretty brunette woman she had seen from the night before in the dining area. “You’re Sandy, right?”

She was in in her room changing the sheets on her bed. Marx had mentioned he wasn’t sure who the last ones were to use her bed. Zoey didn’t want to sleep another night on those sheets not knowing who or what had happened on them before her.

The woman crossed her arms beneath her plump breasts and tilted her head to the side. “Yeah, that’s me. Listen, Zoey. I’m not here to harass you in any way, because I like it here and I wouldn’t want Stone or Jace to catch wind of me bothering you. I’ve grown comfortable here at the club and I really don’t want my ass to be out on the streets again like before I was welcomed here. Everyone has been given strict instructions to leave you alone. But I thought I’d introduce myself and have a talk with you about how things work around here for us women.”

Zoey walked closer to Sandy. She was confused as to why she was there. “Have I done something wrong?”

Sandy snickered. “Not that I’m aware of. Lady, I’m one of the oldest biker babes here. I’m not here to make trouble with you. Quite the opposite.” She smiled. “Actually, I’m here to give you a few pointers as to how to fit in with the other women and avoid overstepping boundaries.”

Totally not what she’d expected to hear.

Sandy stepped closer to where she stood. “Zoey, you do know that for any woman in a biker club, their main goal is to make the members happy at all times, doing whatever they ask of us? And of course our goal is to one day become an old lady to one of the Sons of Sinners.”

“Yes, I have heard that about the women in clubs. But what does that have to do with me?”

Sandy laughed. “I think you and I are going to be good friends. Although I see I have a lot of work to do with you. First off, Stone and Jace have claimed you and no other member will be allowed to touch you while you’re here.”

Claimed? Like a piece of mea
t? “Why? What if I don’t want to be claimed? I don’t know that I want to be claimed.”

“Honey, it’s too late. Even though you are Marx’s sister, your protection means more than anything right now to them all. You belong to the club whether you like it or not. The perk you have is that Stone and Jace now have you in their sights.” Sandy beamed in excitement. “You should feel privileged. Any one of us women would give their right arm to be their old lady.”

Stone and Jace had been in every single one of her thoughts since she arrived. Before they left earlier that morning, she’d found herself hiding by the window, hoping not to be seen as they packed their motorcycles for the trip.

She tried to watch Stone and Jace and not be detected. They were both powerful in their club. She noted that when she observed them speaking to any of the other members everyone listened to them, taking their leadership extremely seriously. Stone stood and watched as the men he called his brothers did what they had to do to get the shipment ready to take on the road. The man eluded power and dominance.

Before they left, Marx had told her if anything went wrong to call him on his cell phone. Once their bikes hit the dirt road, leaving the premises quiet, Zoey walked around, meeting a lot of the club members who had stayed behind. Most of them were big and scary, but all of them had been very friendly to her, changing her impression of how bikers really were. Who would ever know that Zoey Allen would be making friends and associating with a gruff bunch of mean-ass bikers? She had always steered clear of rough-looking, leather-wearing types. People had always labeled them as mean people you just didn’t even look at wrong or else they would kill you with their bare hands. Once she got to know them, they weren’t the way people perceived them at all.

“I want to fit in, but I’m not sure how to,” Zoey told Sandy.

“Then I guess you’ve come to the right person. Sandy to the rescue.” She eyed her. “I think you and I are the same size. I have some things that you might look better in than me.”

Zoey looked down at her sweatpants and T-shirt. She didn’t have the money to dress the way attractive women dressed that got the attention of men. She’d never really cared to pay much attention to the way she dressed before. She had only showed up with what she could fit into her overstuffed backpack, leaving most behind. Clothes never really mattered to her; they weren’t a fundamental in her life. She never had a reason to impress anyone... that is, until she met Stone and Jace.

“Do you really think there’s hope for me?”

Sandy placed her hands on her hips, cocking her hip to the side with an attitude. “Well, of course, silly. Everyone can use improvement to their looks. It just takes a little help from someone who cares and a reliable girlfriend to guide you with your wardrobe.”

Zoey had never really had the time to make friends. Her only concern was finding her brother.

“I’d like that.”

Sandy grabbed her hand and practically dragged her out of the room. “Excellent, then let’s get started.”

J
ace was hungry, dirty and dog-tired. Stone was dead set on getting back to the clubhouse and not stopping except for an absolute emergency. Without asking, Jace knew it was because he wanted to see Zoey. Jace felt the same way. From the moment he left her earlier that morning, she was all he could think about. Even when he was supposed to have his mind on the business at hand, Jace could only think of his girl, Zoey.

As Jace pulled into the gated compound, the crew placed their bikes behind the clubhouse along with the other members. He sat on his leather seat and rolled his neck from side to side before he stood up, dismounting from the bike. Normally the first thing he would do was to take a hot shower to wash away the dirt and grime from the open road, and then find himself a willing club whore to relieve some tension. Right now all he wanted to do was to find Zoey.

Stone barked a few orders to the prospects and then found Jace. “The others are exhausted. Marx is going to take care of the money and make sure everything is in order from today. You and me—”

“Say no more. I’m thankful for your hastiness in getting us back here. Now should we go search for our girl?”

As Jace and Stone walked through the main clubhouse, they didn’t find any sign of Zoey.

Jace spotted one of the females sitting on Roc’s lap getting felt up. “Trish, have you seen Zoey?”

Trish looked up. “No, Jace, but I did see her walking earlier with Sandy towards her room.”

Jace looked to Stone, then they made their way to Sandy’s room. Once they stood in front of her door, Stone knocked, waiting for her to open it.

Sandy opened her door and gave them a big smile. “Hey, there. I bet you’re looking for Zoey” Before either of them could answer, she opened the door a little wider for them.

That’s when they saw her. Their precious angel was all dressed up, looking fine as can be. Jace was having trouble speaking, and apparently so was Stone because Zoey’s smile turned into a frown before either of them could say a word.

Zoey looked down at her outfit and then back to them. “What’s wrong? Do I look stupid?” Zoey turned to Sandy. “I knew this wouldn’t look right on me. I should have never—”

Stone put his hand up to silence her. “Shh... just let us look at you for a minute.”

She looked like she belonged in Jace’s wet dream. The woman was wearing a short jean skirt and a low, plunging teal top that wrapped around her neck. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra by the way her nipples showed through. Her long blonde hair was lightly curled at the ends. Jace loved seeing her hair loose around her shoulders. And no makeup. She had natural beauty that didn’t need all that gunk on it, shielding her soft, smooth skin.

Jace took a step forward. “You look perfect.” He leaned in and kissed her cheek. “I can’t really kiss you the way I want to right now... not until I shower. I wouldn’t want to get you all dirty.”

Stone grabbed her hand and steered her out of Sandy’s room. Jace could hear Sandy snickering as Stone dragged her down the hall until he had her in their private suite. Jace closed the door behind him, locking it for complete privacy. Stone stood before her and began to strip away his filthy clothes. Jace followed suit while Zoey watched them undress and said nothing.

She was nervous, by the look on her face. She hadn’t said a word since they left Sandy’s room. It was obvious to him she knew their true intentions with her. They wanted her. They both needed her.

“Should I undress too?” she anxiously asked.

Stone walked up to her naked, wearing a hard-on that matched Jace’s. He lifted his hand to her breast and touched her perky nipple through the top. “I need to shower first, but when I’m done, I want you standing in this very spot. I’m going to take the fastest shower I have ever taken, knowing that you’ll be here when I get out. I want to unwrap you like the present you are.” Stone kissed her lips and disappeared into the bathroom.

Jace listened as the shower turned on. Zoey did as Stone asked. She never moved a single muscle when he left. He watched as her chest rose and fell. Her eyes were fixed on Jace’s cock, as it stood long and throbbing to get inside her.

“If I touch you, I won’t be able to help myself. And I know Stone wants to be here when you undress.” He took a step closer to her. “You know that offering your sweet pussy to us is a true gift, Zoey. Once we have a taste of you, there won’t be any going back.” His hand reached up to trace her soft cheek, caressing it beneath his fingertips.

Her eyes closed, savoring his touch. “We’re claiming you tonight as ours, Zoey. If you don’t want this, then you better make that decision before Stone gets out of the shower. That’s why he’s giving you this chance to make up your mind. So what will your decision be, baby? Are you willing to be shared between Stone and me? We’re controlling men in the bedroom. We expect nothing but complete submission from our women. Are you sure you are ready to give up all decisions, submitting your body to us any way we see fit?” Jace watched as her eyes glazed over. Lust was clouding her vision as he waited for her to answer him.

“Yes, I want this more than anything.”

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Z
oey could feel her pussy pulsing between her wet thighs. Moisture had seeped down, coating her slit. They approved of the way she looked for them, with the help of Sandy. Zoey could tell by the tones of their voices that they both wanted her as much as she wanted them.

“Good. Now that Stone is finished in the shower, I am going to do the same.” Jace kissed her on the lips before vanishing into the bathroom. Stone walked out a minute later wearing nothing, his hair still damp from the shower.