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“I may have been wrong about Bliss,” she admitted. “Bliss was telling me she was taking a punishment for being late to work. Razer stopped her from telling me who, so naturally I just assumed—”

“You assumed it was me fucking her all night, making her late for work?” His expression had her crossing her arms in front of her as she stood her ground against the furious biker.

“Why would he care who she told me she was with?”

“Probably because it was none of your fucking business,” Viper snapped back.

Winter swallowed her reply.

“Bliss has been late the last two weeks. Whose pussy was my dick in last week?”

“Mine.” Then, becoming brave, she brought up the subject she had avoided all week. “This week, though, you didn’t come to bed until late and were gone before I woke up.”

“Have you missed that we had a huge order going out?”

“No.” Winter’s arms dropped to her sides.

“You want to know if I’ve put my dick in someone else?”

Winter’s head dropped, biting her lip. “Yes.”

Viper’s hand went into her hair, tugging her head back until she was staring into his face.

“I haven’t fucked another woman since the night you had the hell beat out of you.”

“You haven’t?” Winter hid her shock.

“No, I haven’t. Satisfied?” She believed him.

Winter gave him a smile that lit her face.

“Yes,” she answered. Viper smiled at her being sweet.

It didn’t last long. “Now, about me being responsible for your punishment. Was it me being a smartass, calling the women whores, and hurting Beth?”

Reluctantly, Winter admitted, “No, but you made me so mad, I lost my temper.”

“Then the punishment will make sure that you don’t open your mouth when you lose your temper again.”

Winter’s lips tightened. He was being a hard-ass.

Unfortunately, that mood lasted longer than his sweet one. “We done?”

“Yes.” She was more than ready, it was freezing outside.

“Good.” Viper took her arm, leading her back inside.

Winter sat back down at the table, watching as Viper went into the large room connected off the kitchen. Cash handed him something. Winter saw it was a red cloth bag.

“Bliss,” Viper called.

Bliss got up from the table, going to Viper. He held the bag out to her. Bliss put her hand out and dug inside the bag. When her hand came out, she was holding a folded piece of paper. She returned to her seat.

“Rider.” Rider, who was leaning on the kitchen counter, walked to Viper. He also pulled a piece of paper from the bag.

Viper repeated the procedure five more times. Winter was surprised when Shade’s name was called, although no one else seemed surprised in the room.

“Winter.” Winter got up from the table, walking to Viper. Hesitantly, she reached inside the cloth bag where there were several pieces of paper left in the bag. Winter picked the first piece she touched and hoped for the best. She walked back to her chair self-consciously because everyone’s eyes were on her.

“Natasha.” Natasha grinned as she picked her punishment. Winter liked Natasha; she was always upbeat and was ready to do anything anyone needed help with around the club. She came to the table and sat down across from her.

“That’s everyone.” Viper handed the bag back to Cash before going to the counter to grab himself a beer.

Winter watched as those that picked a punishment opened their slips of paper. Tentatively, Winter opened hers. Relief washed through her.

“I got the worst one,” Bliss complained.

“What did you get?” Natasha asked.

“Laundry for two weeks.” She pouted.

“That’s not bad. I got dishes for three weeks. Want to switch? I don’t mind the laundry if it’s for two weeks,” Natasha bargained.

“I don’t want to pack everyone’s laundry up and down the stairs for two weeks, I may be willing to switch.” Both women stared at Winter. Belatedly getting the message, Winter opened her paper and read out loud. “Seed inventory.”

Natasha and Bliss switched papers.

“Mine seems the easiest.” She was actually glad that they didn’t want to switch. She would get it done in a few hours and put the punishment behind her. Neither woman answered, drinking their beer.

“Dinner’s ready,” Evie called.

Winter waited until the line died down before getting her plate. Viper sat down next to her with a huge plate of food.

“What did you pull?” he asked curiously.

“Seed inventory; seems simple enough,” Winter said, concentrating on her dinner and missing his conniving grin.

“You going to stay until you finish the inventory?”

Winter didn’t tell him that she had brought another suitcase full of clothes and had already decided to stay for a while longer.

“Of course,” she said, staring down at her food.

Viper leaned back in his chair after he was done eating. Winter noticed how tired he looked. He always seemed so invincible, yet Winter knew how well their business was doing and knew that he was going to have to be realistic.

“You’re going to have to hire some more help, Viper. You can’t keep up this pace. Sooner or later, you’re going to get orders that you will have to turn down until there are more people to help fill the orders.”

“I know. We’ve been talking about it. Right now we’re trying to figure out how many and which positions to hire for. Once we come to a decision, I’ll put a notice in the newspaper.”

“The jobs are going to be a big help to the community. Even if you offer twenty jobs, that’s twenty families that will have a decent income coming in.”

“We aren’t taking it lightly, Winter. We’re trying to figure out whether to offer more jobs at a slightly lower rate or fewer jobs at a higher wage. We’re going to give them a benefit package also,” Viper said ruminatively.

Winter smiled at him. Many of her student’s parents desperately needed jobs. The Last Riders were really going to provide an economic boost for the area.

Shade and Rider came to the table.

“What punishment did you get?” Rider asked. It was obvious what the two had in mind.

“What did you get?” she asked first. Winter was a fast learner.

“Cooking, two weeks,” Rider answered. Winter looked at Shade.

“Cleaning the stove, fridge and pantry.”

“I got seed inventory.” Both men turned and walked away. Winter was beginning to get a bad feeling that the job was not going to be as easy as it sounded.

Viper was trying to keep a straight face. Winter took their plates to the sink where Bliss was already doing the dishes, then followed Viper into the television room where someone had started a movie. Most of the members sat and watched the movie before going to bed. It had been a long week for everyone and it showed on their tired faces.

Bliss was curled between Rider and Train, her purple top gaped open, revealing her breasts, which Train took advantage of by yanking it aside and raising one of her pert breasts to his mouth. Rider’s hand unbuttoned her cutoffs, his hand sliding inside the parted material.

Winter tore her gaze away and back to the television. She was about to make an excuse to leave when Viper forestalled her by gripping the back of her neck and raising her head. His mouth fastened onto hers, drawing her body closer to his with a hand gripping her ass. She tore her mouth from his, uncomfortable with spectators in the room. The room was almost empty except for her, Viper, Bliss and the two men, however that didn’t make her any more comfortable.

Winter jumped up from the couch when Bliss started pulling Train’s cock out. Viper relentlessly pulled her back down onto his lap, though.

“Relax,” he murmured. When Bliss had Train’s cock out she went down on him with her mouth, bending over him, her knees on the couch. With her ass in the air, Rider jerked her shorts down, leaving her bare.

Viper sucked on her neck as his hand moved from her belly to her breast. Train’s hands buried in Bliss’s hair as she sucked on his cock while Rider pulled a condom out of his pocket and rolled it over his hard dick.

Winter had seen much more than she wanted to see, yet couldn’t tear her eyes away from the erotic tableau.

Rider sank his cock into Bliss’s pussy with a loud groan. Then Bliss wiggled her ass back, taking more of him as Train thrust steadily into her mouth.

Viper used his leg to spread Winter’s thighs. She was lost watching a sight that she had previously only heard about, but was now taking place a few feet away. There was no doubt about the pleasure the three were experiencing, either.

Viper’s finger’s slid inside her loose jeans to find her wet. “You like watching Bliss get fucked, or watching them give it to her?”

Winter’s head fell back against his chest as his fingers stroked her creamy slit. His fingers stopped when she didn’t answer, though.

“Both,” she reluctantly admitted, relieved when his fingers resumed their stroking.

Rider gripped Bliss’s hips before his thrusts increased in speed. The slapping of their bodies filled the room. Train groaned as he lifted his hips while his hand pushed Bliss down on him driving more of his cock down her throat as he climaxed. When he was done, Bliss lifted her upper body slamming her hips back into Rider.

“Fuck me hard, Rider!” Bliss was lost in ecstasy as she came with Rider slamming his hips against hers. Train leaned forward to play with her clit as Rider fucked her, sucking a pink nipple into his mouth. The woman’s screaming almost pushed Winter into her own climax, but Viper stopped, lifted her up and carried her upstairs.

She could hear her whimpers of need, unable to stop herself, her body needing his desperately. She desired Viper so badly she wanted to scream at him to hurry. She didn’t know if she would have had the strength to deny him if he had lain her on the couch and fucked her in the television room in front of the others.

He slammed the bedroom door closed behind them before jerking her clothes off and removing his own then positioned her over the bed. Thinking he wanted her to get on the bed, she started to crawl forward, but he smacked her ass with a hard hand.

“Stay still,” he snarled at her.

He held her still with a hand on her hip as he pulled on a condom he hastily grabbed from his nightstand.

Winter heard the package tearing then his cock was nudging at her pussy before sliding in with a hard thrust.

“Your pussy is burning me alive.” The slick sound of his cock sliding in and out of her had her gripping the blankets on their bed.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’re going to beg me to stop,” he forewarned her.

Winter was almost ready to come. His cock was stretching her, pushing high inside her pussy, sending lightning through her system. At the same time, Viper leaned over her, grasping her breasts tightly, using them to pull her back harder against his thrusting hips.

“You want gentle, then you need to find another man that can give you that. I want you to push that tight pussy back at me,” Viper ordered. Winter’s moans were now smothered in the blankets her face was buried in. When he surged forward, pounding his hips against her quivering ass, Winter came, seeing white lights in her mind as the explosion tore through her body.

Viper groaned behind her as his cock jerked inside of her, sending her into another orgasm. She didn’t know if she could handle it. When he pulled his cock out of her, Winter sank to the floor on her knees, leaning against the bed.

Picking her up from the floor, Viper gently laid Winter on the mattress, pulling the blanket over her to her shoulders. Bending down, he kissed her cheek, trailing his lips to her mouth to give her a lingering kiss.

“You okay?”

Winter nodded her head in response.

“Back?”

“Fine.”

Viper left her to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he lifted the blankets to slide underneath, moving her closer to him until she lay on his chest.

“Evie told me about your job. What are you plans?” he asked.

“Go to sleep,” Winter murmured.

Viper rose until he was leaning back against his headboard, arranging her so that she was staring into his face.

“You’re not going to let them get away with taking your job, are you?” he asked angrily.

“Viper, this is a small town; they only started selling alcohol within the last few years. I would have been stupid not to have expected them to try to break my contract,” she said wryly.

“Can they do that?”

“I honestly don’t know. I read my contract pretty thoroughly before signing, I’m just going to have wait and see what my lawyer advises. The teachers union will provide me with one,” she explained.

Viper ran his fingers through her tumbled hair. “I have plenty of job openings, take your pick, but I hope you pick the one with the paperwork because Beth and I are having a hell of a time keeping up.” His head fell back against the headboard; he did look exhausted.

“I can do that until the school gives me my job back or I make my mind up about what to do next.”

“Good.” Viper closed his eyes, his hand lazily stroking her back.

Winter’s finger traced over his tattoo, it was a piece of art the way it had been designed. All the men had the same exact tattoo; you couldn’t miss it with many of them going around shirtless whenever they wanted.

“It’s beautiful.”

“My chest?”

Winter smiled at his joking. “Your tattoo, though your chest isn’t bad, either.” Viper smiled, still keeping his eyes closed as she traced the defined lines. “Each symbol stands for an original member?” Winter asked as she gazed at the tattoo closely.

“Yes.”

Winter studied the tattoo; the center was a Navy seal insignia with a snake wrapped around it from the bottom up, leaving the face of the snake glaring back. Objects surrounded the insignia, which were two revolvers with a metal chain wrapped around the barrels of the gun linking them together, brass knuckles, a hand of cards, and a razor knife. The whole tattoo had a layer of shadows giving it a smoky effect. It made a chill go down Winter’s back just staring at the intricate designs of the large tat.

Winter touched the razor knife. “Razer, that’s an obvious one as well as your own wrapped around the seal insignia.”

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