The Last Riders - First Four Votes (28 page)

His tongue found the swell of her breast as his finger entered her pussy. Winter’s hips arched as his thumb rubbed her clit. When his hand tugged her bra aside to expose her breast, a gasp escaped her as he took the nipple in his warm mouth.

“For two years, I wanted to taste these little morsels, to know if they were pink like bubble gum or red like strawberries. I’m good with strawberries.” He bared her other breast, unsnapping the front clasp of her bra. Winter gasped, catching the cups of the bra, holding them in place. The dark blue top slid silkily down, providing a dark background for her creamy skin.

Reality intruded into the seduction. He was carefully weaving around her when he had unsnapped her bra. She blinked up at him, trying to turn her head away from the mesmerizing gaze of the predator studying the meal he was determined to have. It was the same look he had given Bliss months ago. Winter remembered she had wished he would look at her that way, now her stomach clenched in fright at being the focus of such sexual intent. She was unable to turn away from the spell he was using to lure her into losing control.

Viper swirled his thumb against her clit as he added another finger to her warm pussy, his thumb pressing harder against the sensitive bud as his large fingers stroked her faster.

His mouth nipped her flesh above her breast, while Winter’s hand left her loosened bra to press against his jaw. Viper struck in an instant, sliding the bra cup away and sucking her nipple into his mouth. His hand started squeezing it from the bottom up, forcing the blood to the tip he had in his mouth.

The sensations of pleasure were overwhelming to someone who had become adapt at ignoring her body’s desires. She had felt so ugly lately, trapped in an all but useless body. Viper was making her feel desires that were turning into a burning need that had her moving her hand from his jaw to the back of his neck to press him closer to her tormented flesh.

“Are you shy, pretty girl? You’re so pretty with your little strawberry nipples and your pussy. Girl, your little pussy is tight and hot.” His fingers found the spot he was searching for deep within her.

“I bet you taste like strawberries, too. If you weren’t so shy I would unbutton this skirt the rest of the way and see if this pussy is as wet as it feels.”

“Viper...” Winter moaned.

“But you are shy, so I will restrain myself, even though my cock is as hard as a rock.” Taking her hand in his, he laid her hand on his cock over his jeans. Winter tried to remember that Bliss and Dawn were nearby, but she couldn’t catch a thought as Viper stroked her pussy until she couldn’t help herself from forgetting their existence.

It had been years since she’d had an orgasm. Well, before she had dated Viper, she had only had sex a few times with a boy she’d dated in college. Only once had he managed to make her come. She had been so self-conscious of her body, and he had been rushing to get his, that he hadn’t really cared if she was satisfied or not. Winter had later found out from her roommate, who had laughingly told her, that he was only fucking her to keep her occupied so her roommate and his friend could have the room.

Viper was no inexperienced boy, though. His fingers within her wet sheathe knew exactly what they were doing, scrambling her thoughts and driving her to an orgasm that was building in intensity until a soft moan drew Winter from her sexually-induced haze.

Opening her eyes, she was shocked to see that Cash had Dawn over the back of the chair, fucking her, while Train had Bliss bent over his lap as he thrust hard into her mouth. Winter wanted to die of shame.

Her hand moved down to stop Viper, yet he caught it with his own that wasn’t driving her crazy. Circling her wrist in a hard grip, he pulled it up to lay by her head.

“Don’t stop me now, pretty girl,” Viper’s dark voice tempted her. “I can tell you’re about to come; your little pussy is squeezing my fingers tight just like it’s going to be squeezing my cock soon… real soon.” Using the hand by her head, he turned her to face Cash and Train again, both men’s eyes were trained on her, their expressions tight.

“Let them finish. Look at their faces, you have them ready to explode from watching you.” Winter blushed and tried to turn her face into Viper’s shoulder.

“Imagine what they’re thinking. How Cash’s cock is buried in Dawn’s pussy, but I bet he’s thinking it’s buried in you. Train is thinking you’re the one sucking him off.”

Winter moaned as his thumb against her clit stroked even faster. She couldn’t prevent the knot of desire from exploding into an orgasm. She watched helplessly as both Cash and Train pounded their own release into the moaning women.

Winter tried to jerk Viper’s hand from her, but he simply rose up, pulling his hand away and began buttoning her skirt.

“Relax, they didn’t see anything other than that pretty face of yours.” He finished buttoning up her skirt and then he snapped the front clasp of her bra before buttoning her blouse. “That and those perfect little nipples.”

Winter blushed in shame, not believing that she had allowed things to get so out of hand.

Viper stood with Winter in his arms, carrying her from the room and up the steps while she refused to look around her, turning her head into his shoulder. Back in the bedroom, he carried her through to the shower and placed her inside.

“Hold onto the bar.” Winter grabbed onto the metal bar in the shower, trembling in reaction to her actions downstairs. She started crying and was trying desperately not to become hysterical.

Angrily, she ignored Viper as he removed his clothes, throwing them into the laundry basket in the corner before stepping into the shower with her.

“I hate you.”

“I know.”

He turned the water on warm, easing her body under the gentle spray. She wanted to jerk away from his touch, but was afraid she would fall in the slippery shower. He put shower gel in his hands and began washing her, despite her protests.

“Get out!”

“You’re angry that you liked it, whether you admit it or not. And you did like it, a lot.
I
liked it, a lot. You’re going to have to get over it.” His hands slid down her slippery belly to find her cunt with his soapy hand, washing her thoroughly.

“No, I won’t.” She smacked his hands away from her.

“Yes, you will. I like to fuck and play. And when I do, I don’t care if anybody is around watching. Most of us don’t. Everyone has been walking on eggshells around you. That ended tonight,” he informed her with a ruthless edge to his voice.

“I am not a recruit for your little club. I’m not like those women wanting to join The Last Riders Motorcycle Club. Unlike them, I would not fuck everyone,” she screeched at the man everyone knew to be terrified of. He held complete control over a motorcycle club that was strong and brutal enough to remove any threat they faced.

Viper laughed. “Pretty girl, you got Cash’s and Train’s votes tonight. And you don’t have to fuck everyone.”

Ignoring her curses, he turned the water spray on, rinsing her body of the soap. He stepped out of the shower and then lifted her out. Taking a towel from the side, he dried her off then carried her to bed where he laid her down. Getting in next to her, he pulled the covers over both of them.

“What are you doing? I want my gown.”

“From now on, you sleep naked next to me, unless you’re on your period, then you can have a pair of panties,” he conceded the last.

“Go to hell,” she snapped.

Viper smiled at her temper, pulling her close. “I take it you don’t want to earn my vote tonight?’

She tried to hit him, but he grabbed her hand, carefully turning her until he was plastered against her back.

“I’ll take that as a no. Go to sleep.”

Winter wanted to yell at him, but exhaustion from her long day had drained her body while the shower had relaxed her muscles so she was able to lay comfortably against him.

She would deal with him in the morning, she promised herself.

A
s the morning
sun woke her, Winter lay still, not wanting to wake Viper. Carefully, she edged to the side of the bed and maneuvered herself into her wheelchair. Grabbing some clothes, she went to the nightstand, glancing at the bed to make sure Viper was still sleeping as she snagged his phone. Then, going into the bathroom, she made a quick phone call. Dressing herself and brushing her hair into a ponytail, she rolled her chair to the bathroom door, peeping out to make sure once more that he was still sleeping.

She moved slowly so no squeaking floorboards would raise an alert. Creeping across the bedroom until she reached the door where she peered out into the hallway, and seeing no one, she rolled her chair out into the hall before shutting the door quietly behind her. She hoped everyone was still sleeping after their late night as she then rolled the chair down the hallway, sure this time she would be able to make her escape. When she got to the head of the stairs, she unintentionally let a small scream of fright escape her.

Shade was leaning casually against the wall, hidden from view from the hallway. He looked tired and cranky, which on him wasn’t a good look, it was a scary one.

“Going someplace?” he asked casually.

“Breakfast?” Winter tried not to appear guilty.

“No one is up yet.”

“I can make my own.”

“How were you going to get down the steps?” he asked coldly.

Winter didn’t answer his question.

“What are you doing here?” Winter asked impatiently.

“Viper had a feeling you would try to make a run for it after last night.” Shade shrugged. “Seems he was right.”

“He asked you to stand here all night?” she asked in disbelief.

“Yes, need a lift downstairs or do you want to go back to bed?”

“Downstairs, please.” She needed to be downstairs for her plan to work. The doorbell rang just as he was about to lift her.

“Your accomplice?”

“Who is it?” Viper asked from behind her.

Winter stiffened, he was wearing faded jeans that hung low on his hips and no shirt. He wasn’t even wearing shoes. She almost did not answer him, but knowing all he had to do was open the door to find out the answer to his question, she decided it would be stupid to argue.

“Pastor Dean.”

Viper grinned. “Could be worse. Shade answer the door while I get Houdini.”

Expecting Viper to pack her back into their room, she was surprised when he lifted her into his arms and carried her downstairs.

Pastor Dean was walking in the door as Viper reached the bottom of the steps.

“Viper, Shade, Winter; it’s good to see you all again.” Pastor Dean smiled at each of them as Winter was merely embarrassed that the handsome minister saw her in Viper’s arms.

“Want some coffee?” Viper asked, not waiting for a reply while he carried Winter to the kitchen and sat her at the table, leaving to start a pot of coffee.

“Sounds good to me.” Pastor Dean sat down at the table next to Winter, giving her a reassuring smile.

“Going to bed, Viper.”

“Thanks, Shade.” He left without a word to her or Pastor Dean while Winter’s angry glare followed him out the door.

“So what brought you out so early in the morning, Dean?”

“I called him.”

Viper leaned against the counter with his arms folded against his chest. His eyes pinned her to the chair before he moved to get cups and filled each with coffee. Setting them down on the table, he took a seat.

“Why?”

“I asked him to take me home.”

“In that case, he has wasted a trip. You’re not ready to be on your own yet. Give it a couple more weeks; if you still want to go home, then I will take you myself,” he said, lifting his cup to his lips.

“I want to go now.”

“That’s not possible.”

“Why?”

“I think that is self-evident,” he replied.

“No, it’s not. I can get myself in and out of the wheelchair. I can get dressed and cook. There are people in worse shape than I am who stay by themselves.”

“That’s true, but do you have a gym with all the equipment you need? Do you have a hot tub to relax your muscles, or someone to massage those cramps out of your legs that you still have to take medication for? I actually think you could be on your own, but it would drastically slow your recovery.” Viper’s hard reminder of the club’s resources that had benefited her recuperation began to make Winter feel ungrateful.

Winter hated to admit it, however he was right. Besides, he hadn’t even mentioned that Evie worked with her in the mornings and evenings.

“I still want to go home.” Winter wasn’t wanting to give up.

“What you want to do is escape because of last night.”

“What happened last night?” Pastor Dean asked when Winter remained silent. “It’s all right, Winter; I can guess. The first time Beth went to one of their Friday nights, she stopped seeing Razer and started dating me. Let me ask you a question and I want you to be truthful. Did they force you to do anything you did not want to do?” His serious expression left no doubt of his concern for her.

“No.”

“She let me finger fuck her in front of Train and Cash,” Viper informed her pastor without remorse.

“Viper!”

He shrugged and looked at Winter. “You’re the one that dragged him into this. I’m not embarrassed.”

Winter, however, was mortified.

“You wouldn’t be. You probably do it every Friday night,” Winter snapped, hating him.

“Pretty girl, I usually do more than that on Fridays. I restrained myself for you.” Winter stared at him in stunned surprise. The asshole thought he had actually done her a favor.

“Don’t do me any favors, you jerk!” she yelled at him.

“Be careful how you talk to me or next time, I won’t. I am not bashful. I don’t care who sees me fucking you,” he warned.

Winter wanted to melt into the floor. She could not believe he was talking this way in front of a pastor.

“I am sure you are feeling embarrassed, but I have to agree with Viper. I hate for you to delay your recovery because you’re regretting your actions of last night. If you don’t want to attend the parties, I am sure Viper has no intention of forcing you to do so, nor into doing anything else that you’re uncomfortable with.”

“Of course not. She can stay in the bedroom. I will even keep her company,” Viper agreed with a smile of intent.

“Good, then it’s settled.” Pastor Dean stood up, preparing to leave. “Winter, I hope to see you back in church soon.”

“Wait.” Both men ignored her. What was happening here? A man of the cloth should have been shocked at what he had heard; instead, he was shaking Viper’s hand and walking out the door.

Viper walked back into the kitchen after seeing the Pastor out, and all Winter could do was stare in bewilderment at losing the opportunity to escape from his grasp, again.

“If you want to exercise while I make breakfast for us, I can carry you downstairs.”

Winter was smart enough to know when she had lost the battle.

“Thank you, I have some venting I need to do, so I think a few minutes with the punching bag is just what I need.”

Viper lifted her easily into his arms, carrying her down to the gym where Winter changed into her workout clothes and did exactly what she had told Viper she would do; worked all the aggravation he was putting her through out of her system.

When the food was ready, Viper came and took her back upstairs. Everyone slowly began coming in as they ate their breakfast. Viper had made a lot of food, and while a few ate what he had prepared, many stuck with toast and coffee.

At first she felt self-conscious around them, especially when Cash and Train entered and found a place at the table to drink their coffee. Gradually, she relaxed when neither man paid any attention to her. Viper, who was sitting next to her, placed his hand on her thigh, giving it a squeeze. Winter stiffened, but when he didn’t move it, she reached down, intending to do so herself, only to have him take it in his hand and link his fingers through hers. Winter gave up trying to get her hand back and simply let it lie within his grasp.

“What’s everybody doing today?” Beth asked after Razer and she finished eating. Winter wasn’t surprised when the general consensus was sleep.

“Winter, Lily and I are going into town to get an early start on our Christmas shopping. Anyone else want to go?”

“I’ve been looking forward to shopping, but are you sure I won’t be intruding?” Winter asked, eager to get out and go shopping. She hadn’t been out since before her accident and wasn’t sure if she really wanted to be seen around town in her chair, though; no matter how tired she was of being cooped up.

“Not at all. Lily is dying to see you. Her friend is dropping her off at noon. We can be here to pick you up at one.”

“Thanks, Beth. I can hardly wait.”

“Don’t worry about picking her up. We can meet you in town. I promised Ton that I would take him to the grocery store. We can all meet up at the Buy/Low market,” Viper said.

With that settled, Viper packed Winter upstairs to get showered and changed. He went to his desk, sorting through scattered paperwork as he waited for her to get dressed.

She was going into the bathroom when she stopped. “Viper, thank you for helping me recover. I also appreciate you hauling my ass up and down the steps.”

Viper gave her a sexy grin. “It is a very sexy ass; I don’t mind at all. Now, go get changed.”

B
eth and Lily
met them in the parking lot of the Buy/Low Market where Viper and Winter had stopped on the way to pick up his father, Ton, at his home. When Viper and Winter had been dating, she hadn’t really gotten to know Ton well. Viper had never encouraged any invitations she had wanted to extend. Looking back now, that should have been a big warning for her. She had obviously missed a lot of those signs.

“Ready?” Both sisters were patiently waiting.

“Yes, Winter answered Beth after Viper had helped her into the wheelchair.

“Let’s roll,” Lily joked, taking the wheelchair handle.

“Let’s meet up at the diner in two hours,” Viper suggested.

They all agreed, going their separate ways. The girls hit all the stores, laughing and giggling at some of their choices of gifts for the members of The Last Riders. Beth commissioned a handcrafted, long-handled razor knife for Razer, boots for Evie and then took the time to get each member a gift.

Winter didn’t know the women as well, so she picked up several gift cards when Beth assured her the women loved to shop. She drew a blank as to what to buy for Viper, however when Beth fell in love with a hot red leather jacket, Winter purchased it as an early Christmas present despite her protests.

As they roamed, Winter stopped to look through a tray of bracelets, sliding different ones on and off her wrist; Lily and Beth strolled over to watch. They were so pretty, Beth even started trying them on, admiring how they looked on her own wrist. One in particular caught Winter’s eye. It was a beautiful, handcrafted, wide bangle bracelet with little dangling charms that had designs engraved into the purplish silver. It was truly a piece of art.

“Lily, this would look fantastic on you with your coloring.” She held it out to the women, unsnapping it so Lily could slide her wrist inside. When she didn’t move, Winter raised her eyes to Lily’s face. A look of pure terror was frozen on her ashen face.

“Are you all right? What’s wrong, Lily?” Winter didn’t know what to do as she looked towards Beth.

Beth looked up at her words, seeing what was in Winter’s hand and quickly took it away.

“She’s allergic to silver.”

“I’m sorry. I did not realize or I wouldn’t have shown it to her.”

“That’s all right. I shouldn’t have been a baby about it.” Lily smiled at her, but the look of terror still lingered in her beautiful eyes.

“It’s time we met Viper and Ton at the diner,” Beth said, changing the subject. The women paid for their purchases before walking down the street to the diner.

Ton was walking across the parking lot when several motorbikes came roaring down the street. The women turned, thinking it was The Last Riders, only to stare in amazement at another group of five bikers with a lone woman on the back of one.

Easily recognizing Sam, Winter was amazed at the woman’s boldness at taking up with another group of bikers as they parked in the diner’s parking lot with Ton staring them down.

“This is going to be bad,” Beth predicted, hurrying off to reach Ton before the crazy man picked a fight. Winter and Lily took off after her with Lily pushing the chair as fast as she could. Winter was sure they appeared ridiculous barging towards the group of bikers.

“Move out of my way, old man,” Samantha ordered.

“I want to talk to you and you’re not going to be able to ignore me this time.” Winter saw Beth try to tug Ton away from the group of bikers, but he wasn’t budging. Giving up, Beth took a step back while searching in her large purse for a phone. Winter heard her calling someone when the argument between Ton and Sam got even more heated.

“I have nothing to say to you because you don’t want to hear the truth. Whether you want to believe it or not, Gavin is the father of my baby.”

“Gavin wouldn’t have touched an underage girl.”

“Oh, he did all right; several times as a matter of fact,” Sam taunted.

Winter could only sit in her chair and watch, powerless as the two argued, slowly coming to the realization of some dangerous undercurrents coming from the bikers. The Last Riders were often scruffy and wore faded clothes, yet they never had the appearance of these scumbags that Sam had attached herself to.

These bikers were dirty, and she could smell the alcohol and weed on them from where she was sitting. Their eyes were glued onto Lily and Beth as they spread out around them. Winter was about to warn them when one slid his arm around Lily, jerking her to his chest while two others maneuvered Beth towards the back of the diner’s parking lot. Lily’s scream was cut off as the biker put his hand in her hair, jerking her neck back at an awkward angle, his head lowering to hers. Winter tried to ram him with her wheelchair, but he struck the wheel violently with his heel, sending it careening in circles before she could manage to stop spinning.