The Last Riders - First Four Votes (43 page)

W
inter came
out of the bathroom wearing a towel crossed at her breasts. Viper was sitting at his desk with his hand in a bowl of ice. Luckily for him, he kept extra ice trays in his mini fridge. What little ice was in the freezer downstairs had been quickly used for the other brothers’ injuries.

“Feel any better?” Winter tried not to smile.

“No, my hand is stinging like hell. I don’t know what you think is so fucking funny.”

“I don’t know, maybe because you let one man beat the crap out of the whole group of you.”

“He’s a mean motherfucker and he knew we don’t want to hurt him. He, unfortunately, didn’t give a fuck.”

Winter crawled across the bed on her hands and knees. “That adrenaline you were telling me about kick in yet?” Viper watched intently as she unknotted her towel, baring her body. “Of course, if you’re too sore, I can understand. Want me to see if I have a pain pill left?”

“No. I took some Ibuprofen. How many beers did you drink?” Viper questioned her.

“A couple. Why? You think I’m drunk?”

“No, I think you’re horny. I’ve noticed beer does that to you.” He watched as her finger traced her nipple, her fingernail leaving a faint white line.

“It’s not the beer, it’s your cock,” Winter smiled, in the mood to be naughty while also loving the reaction it was bringing out in Viper.

“I can solve that problem real quick,” he said, getting to his feet. Pulling off his vest, pants and boots, he stood naked in front of her. He turned off the lights by the door, leaving on only the small lamp by the desk.

“Shade told me I must not be doing something right if you thought sex lasted only ten minutes.”

Winter tensed on the bed. Damn, Shade. She had known that he had accepted giving her his vote too easily. The big tattle tale must have figured out she had set him up.

Viper opened the bedroom door before joining Winter on the bed.

Thinking at first that he was joking, Winter didn’t realize that he was serious. Hastily crawling toward the end of the bed to run and close the door, Viper leaned down, grabbed an ankle and then pulled her down the length of the bed until she lay by his side.

Before she could protest, his mouth covered hers in a deep kiss that sent passion racing through her bloodstream. Taking his mouth away, he went to his knees, spreading her thighs before going down on her.

Winter tried to jerk her pussy away from him, but he latched onto her clit with his teeth and she went still immediately. Viper scooted her hips closer to him as he gently sucked on her sensitive bud while his tongue slid inside her slick sheathe. Winter couldn’t help the moan slipping from her throat. His hands moved, placing a leg over each shoulder.

“Pretty girl, you’re going to come in my mouth.” Winter’s head shook back and forth across the blanket. She looked down to see him between her spread thighs. The erotic picture almost drove her into an orgasm, but seeing Knox and Jewell entering the bedroom door, had her lying still as Viper worked her clit into a frenzy of need.

“Bed or couch, Viper?” Knox asked.

“Couch,” Viper muttered, taking his mouth away from her damp flesh.

“Viper...” Winter started to protest, watching Knox pulling Jewell down on his lap. Taking her top off, Knox stared at Viper between Winter’s thighs as Jewell rubbed her pussy against the thigh she was sitting on.

Viper’s mouth returned to play with her clit as one of his hands pulled the flesh back, exposing it to his torture. When his teeth grazed the sensitive bundle, Winter screamed her release into his mouth.

Not waiting for her to come down from the ecstasy he had expertly drove her to, he flipped her to her stomach then slid her down the length of the bed until he was able to stand. Viper maneuvered Winter to her knees. Her body was still giving her tiny shudders from her orgasm when he drove his large cock into her with a series of hard pumps.

“Bed or couch.” Winter heard Cash’s voice from behind Viper. Winter started to scramble forward, but a hard hand in her hair stopped her, holding her head down on the mattress, her face turned toward the sitting area.

Knox’s eyes were trained on them as Jewell jacked him off. Winter’s eyes moved toward Cash who had taken a seat on the chair with Natasha between his sprawled thighs, whose experienced fingers released his cock before eagerly taking him into her mouth. Cash’s eyes were now also on Viper pounding his cock into her pussy. Winter closed her eyes.

“Open your eyes, pretty girl.”

Winter opened her eyes to see Knox was getting close, she could tell from his expression. He jerked a condom from his pocket and handed it to Jewell, who carefully rolled it onto Knox’s pierced cock. Jewell moaned as she lifted her skirt and Knox circled her waist with his strong hands, held her in the air and then turned her until she faced Winter. Knox impaled her on his cock, Jewell cried out as he lifted her up and down, his strong arms holding her entire weight. Winter shoved her ass back harder onto Viper’s cock.

“Want me to stop?” Viper’s hand caressed the tattoo on her back, on the exact spot that had almost made her a cripple, before sliding forward to tightly pinch her nipple.

“No...” moaned Winter.

“You going to give me any shit for fucking you in front of them?”

Winter didn’t answer, so Viper pinched her nipple harder. Her pussy was boiling, she wanted to come so badly. She had never felt so needy of his cock, as if she would die if he didn’t keep going at her.

“You going to give me shit?” Viper repeated his question.

“No…” Winter screamed as he released her nipple. Winter lost track of time as his thrusts intensified while he continued holding her still, pumping inside of her. Her orgasm had her screaming until she shoved her hand over her mouth.

“Move your fucking hand,” Viper snarled, trying to keep himself from coming.

The feel of her tight pussy on his naked cock was a feeling he had never experienced. They had only received their medical forms this morning, giving them the all clear and Winter had already seen to birth control.

“I want to hear you scream. It lets me know you want my cock in your needy pussy.”

Winter just held onto the side of the bed as he continued to fuck her. She was expecting him to come. Surely he couldn’t last much longer, but he did, merely keeping at her with a steady pace.

“Viper, you need to come,” Winter pleaded.

Viper looked down at his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. “Pretty girl, I’m not going to come for a while,” he warned.

Winter’s screams could be heard down the hall, begging him to come as sweat glistened on her skin. Knox and Jewell left to find a bed of their own at the same time that Evie came in alone to sit on the couch, watching Viper fuck Winter. Natasha had finished off Cash and was lying on his lap with his hand buried in her panties. Evie rose from the couch, going to Natasha, pulling off her panties, and providing everyone in the room with a view of Cash with his fingers fucking the woman into an orgasm. When Natasha lay still, Cash got up from the chair carrying Natasha to the couch, sitting her on the end. Turning, he quickly shoved Evie over the couch arm, keeping her legs together with his on the outside, he swiftly thrust his cock into her pussy.

Viper was still playing with Winter.

“I know what I want for my birthday. You’re going to get this little tidbit pierced for me.”

“No,” Winter wailed, not wanting to let a needle anywhere near the sensitive flesh he was stroking.

“But it’s what I want for my birthday and, Winter, just think how I can play with it when I go down on you,” he cajoled.

“When’s your birthday?”

“A couple months away,” Viper answered.

“I’ll think about it,” Winter stalled.

“Then I’ll only think about going down on you until you have it done. I plan on playing with it a lot, if that makes you feel better,” he promised, increasing the strength of his thrusts.

Viper hit her high in her sheathe, drawing her away from the conversation and back to his plunging cock, forcing another orgasm from her quivering pussy.

“Do you think I’ve been fucking you longer than ten minutes, Winter?”

“Yes…” Winter’s orgasm overtook her mind, body and soul, leaving her exhausted. Viper, taking in her shattered expression, finally allowed himself and his aching cock their release.

Leaning over and kissing her neck, he trailed his finger down her spine before circling her waist and lifting her into his arms. Carrying her to the couch, he sat down, placing her on his lap. Softly teasing her breast with his fingertips, they watched Cash fuck Evie into an orgasm.

“I’m hungry. Let’s go raid the kitchen,” Cash said.

Cash zipped up his jeans, pulling Natasha to her feet. “I’ll fix you a sandwich, Natasha,” he offered.

Winter saw something flash in Natasha’s eyes, as Evie finally had enough strength to walk to the door.

“Raci,” Winter told them as the nickname popped into her mind. It had just occurred to her that Natasha was a little wicked and had the energy of a speed demon, so that name would be perfect.

“What?” Cash asked, Evie hesitated at the door with a smile.

“Raci, her nickname is Raci.” Winter looked at Natasha who was beaming with happiness that they all were able to see.

“Let’s go, Raci,” Cash said, taking her hand.

“Close the door,” Viper ordered.

Cash closed the door as they filed out.

“I’m proud of you. I thought you would have been screaming hysterically by now.” Viper was waiting for her reaction.

Surprised at herself, Winter agreed. The dignified woman who was always so cautious of every move she made was gone. The night she had been attacked, she had lain on that ground, wanting to give up. The only thing that had given her strength was the courage her mother had used to fight her breast cancer, Winter had known she couldn’t do any less.

The other reason was Viper. Every time she had closed her eyes that night, she thought she had seen his face for the last time. Afterward, the time in the hospital and rehab center had been humiliating, her body no longer her own as different aides saw to her physical needs, which had caused her natural shyness to be ripped away. Her attempts at escape from the clubhouse had been half-hearted at best. She admitted to herself she needed Viper and The Last Riders to make her whole again.

“I guess, watching them the last few months, I realized that they all are very respectful of each other. It isn’t a dirty thing with them, Viper.”

“No, it isn’t,” he agreed. “So has your curiosity been satisfied?”

“Yes, it has.” Winter buried her red face in the curve of his warm shoulder.

“Ready for bed?” Viper brushed his cheek against the top of her head.

“More than ready,” Winter groaned.

Viper carried her to the shower, gently moving the showerhead of hot water over her body in a steady stream. Her eyes were closing as he dried her off, helping her to slide under the covers.

“Good night, Winter,” he said tenderly, pulling her close.

“Goodnight, Loker.”

T
he Last Riders
were gathered into the hallway, ready to leave for Beth and Razer’s wedding. They were waiting for Razer while Winter and Evie admired each other in their peach dresses.

“Ready?” Viper asked Winter as Razer came downstairs, dressed in his tuxedo.

Winter turned at Viper’s question, admiring him in his suit, nervously plucking at a crease in her dress.

“We’re ready,” she answered. Viper lifted her up into his arms.

“Viper, I don’t need you to carry me anymore,” she protested.

He stopped. “There’s no reason to tire yourself going down those steps.” The only obvious result left of her attack was the steps. She would often have to stop and get her balance.

The Last Riders went out the door with Viper bringing up the rear of the line with Winter.

Viper noticed the members stood blocking his bike at his approach. Stopping as they neared, Viper was aware that they were hiding his bike from view. He looked down at Winter who, with an apprehensive look on her face, was trying to wiggle from his arms. He put her down, sensing something was about to happen from the tight faces of his brothers.

“Viper,” Winter drew his attention back to her. “I hope you won’t be angry with something I’ve done, but I couldn’t stand you riding on that motorcycle any longer. Please don’t be mad. If you don’t like it, we can get another. Please don’t be mad,” she ended on a whisper.

The Last Riders moved until he could see what they were blocking from his sight.

“Rider tried to fix your bike, but you had damaged it too badly. He suggested we send it off to a restorer, but by the time they would have finished, not much would be left of the original bike.”

Viper stared at Gavin’s motorcycle. Someone had recently had it polished and shined, obviously preparing it to be ridden. Viper felt his heart catch as he stared at it sitting in the lot, as if waiting for Gavin to laughingly climb on for a ride. In his mind’s eye, he remembered the many times he had seen Gavin riding the Harley. They had gotten out of the service a month apart, but Gavin had waited until Viper had come out to purchase his bike. They had purchased their bikes the same day from the same dealer.

Gavin’s bike had sat in Ton’s garage since Viper had asked Cash to have it transported from Ohio at Ton’s request. No one had ridden the motorcycle since Gavin’s death. Viper reached out touching the handlebar, swallowing hard.

“Are you mad?” Winter whispered with tears in her voice at seeing the grief on his face.

“No, I’m not mad,” Viper said hoarsely.

Winter wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, her head falling forward to lie against his back. “Rider told me when he couldn’t fix your motorcycle that a true biker becomes part of his machine. I thought you could bring a part of Gavin back to The Last Riders.”

Viper’s head lowered for a second, his hand on the handle bar tightening.

“Let’s ride,” he ordered and then all the guys mounted their motorcycles.

The women were riding in cars so their hair and clothes wouldn’t become disheveled. Winter moved to go to Evie’s car with her head down, brushing a tear off her check.

Viper’s hand caught hers in his tight grasp. “Ride with me?” Viper asked.

Winter nodded, waiting for Viper to get on before climbing on behind him. After putting on her helmet, she grasped his waist tightly. Then the brothers all turned their bikes to face the road, throttling their motors.

Viper’s shoulders pulled taut as his head went back in pride while throttling the bike. He pulled out of the parking lot with Cash by his side and two-by-two they drove down the mountainside with Shade and Razer at their back.

B
eth looked
beautiful standing with Razer. Winter could only cry as the couple exchanged their vows, not able to hold the tears back when she heard Razer’s voice break as he slid his ring onto Beth’s finger. Pastor Dean performed the traditional ceremony that was over too soon. The wedding ceremony was held in the huge backyard of the church, allowing those who attended to eat afterward at the tables, which had been set up with flower centerpieces.

Winter sat down next to Lily as pictures of the bridal party were taken after the ceremony. There were several photos taken in various positions. First the whole bridal party, then the bridesmaids, then groomsmen, then the groomsmen and the bridesmaids.

Winter hid her smile as the groomsmen became increasingly aggravated, wanting the food at the table they could see clearly from their position. It didn’t help that the guests had begun eating without them.

“Let’s finish this up,” Razer warned Beth, seeing their threatening glares.

“All right, all right, just a few more,” Beth soothed.

Winter had taken a picture with Rider. It was Lily’s turn next. The photographer decided to take pictures of her with Shade as they were standing next to each other exactly like the others had during their pictures.

“Last one,” the photographer said, moving to a different position.

Charles, hearing the photographer, moved closer, waiting for Lily who gave him a sweet smile. Shade’s eyes narrowed as his arm slid around Lily’s waist, bringing her flush against his side. Lily stiffened within his grasp, her hand going to his chest, though she didn’t pull away, thinking that Shade had simply made the change for the photographer.

Her smile became more nervous. Shade’s face became a different matter, giving a clear warning to the young man standing beside Winter. To give Charles credit, he didn’t run when the photographer finished, taking Lily’s hand.

“Let’s get something to eat.” Charles led her away to the buffet tables, giving Shade a gloating smile over his shoulder.

Not liking the look in Shade’s eyes and not wanting Beth’s wedding ruined, Winter moved to block his path.

“Hey, Shade. It was a nice ceremony, wasn’t it?” Winter winced at her too cheerful voice.

Winter saw the look of sanity come back into his eyes.

“Beth and Lily looked beautiful, didn’t they?”

Shade’s eyes went to Razer and Beth standing together as their friends congratulated them.

“Yes,” he growled out.

“They all are so happy, Beth with Razer and Lily finally settling into college. Their lives are merging, yet still fragile. It could be hurt irreparably if she feels he’s putting a friend’s wants over her sister’s needs.”

Shade’s body stiffened, standing still.

Winter shrugged, deciding to be blunt. “It’s not like you’re deprived of female companionship. Lily will be out of school in two years with a degree she’s wanted since I’ve known her. By then, you might not want her anymore.” Which was what she was hoping would happen.

Shade gave her a look that had her taking a step back, the blaze of possession in his startling blue eyes was evident as he looked at Lily and Charles sitting at one of the tables. Winter was aware in the instant that the chances of Shade changing his mind were nil. Shades eyes turned back to her to make sure she understood his silent message. Winter was no rocket scientist, but she was smart enough to back off. Satisfied, Shade left, going in the opposite direction of Lily and Charles, and leaving Winter shaking in her shoes.

Winter let out a sigh of relief at his departure, deciding to find Viper. Seeing him sitting at a table with Ton, big plates of food in front of them, she decided to fix herself a plate of food before sitting down.

“Did you two get enough food?” Winter teased as she pulled out the chair next to Ton.

“Ton, Viper, I would like you to meet my Aunt Shay.” Mrs. Langley sat down next to Ton, placing her plate on the table while Winter took the other chair sitting down next to Viper.

Eating her food, she watched as Ton and her Aunt began to talk. Her shy aunt was slowly drawn out of her shell by the gregarious man. Winter smiled, pleased, catching herself when Viper gave her a speculative look. Winter tried to appear innocent, yet she didn’t think she had succeeded.

The music started as Razer and Beth moved out onto the dance floor that had been placed down in the grass. Winter watched as they glided across the small floor.

“Want to dance?” Viper asked.

“Yes, I do,” Winter said, getting to her feet immediately.

Viper held her close as they danced. The reception lasted several hours, in which they were dodging Beth’s biker women friends who, after loud protestations from Beth, promised to leave Bliss alone. They then turned their attention to Shade and Pastor Dean. Winter noticed Beth didn’t rescue them.

The sheriff stopped by their table once to tell them that Jake’s charges had been reduced after Winter visited his office to explain how her memory had returned and that it wasn’t Jake who had assaulted her. He didn’t ask many questions, drawing only enough answers in order to get the charges dropped. Jake still had to face arson charges, but at least it wasn’t on Winter’s conscience that he was serving time for a crime he hadn’t committed. As Winter had left the sheriff’s office, she had passed the empty deputy’s desk. The sheriff didn’t blink an eye when he told her Deputy Moore had disappeared after an argument with his father.

Winter and Viper decided to leave not long after Razer and Beth left for the airport, going to Vegas for their honeymoon. They said their goodbyes to everyone before giving her Aunt Shay, who was still sitting with Ton, a quick hug.

The parking lot was filled with flower petals and ribbons that she was sure Pastor Dean wouldn’t be happy cleaning. Driving out of the church parking lot, Winter could barely hear his voice with her helmet on and the rushing wind.

“Feel up to a moonlight run before going back to the clubhouse?”

Her head fell to his back, her arms tightened, holding him closer.

“Always, Viper.”