With Tongue and Teeth

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Copyright© 2015 James Cox

 
ISBN: 978-1-77233-346-6

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DEDICATION

This is dedicated to the biters
out there. Keep life kinky!

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WITH TONGUE AND TEETH

Outlaw MC,
4

James Cox

Copyright © 2015

Government File:

Name: Ryan Ashton

AKA: Romeo

Affiliations: Patch member, Outlaw MC of Mars

Description: 28, Short dark brown hair, green eyes,
Lean but muscular

Distinguishing
Marks/Tattoos: Outlaw in script on right butt cheek with swirls,

Lip tattoo above
his penis

Notable history
on file: Suspected of homosexuality but never proven.

One
living relative, brother, currently in prison on earth.

Previous prison time: 0

Prologue

Earth was considered a desolate
planet and is used as a prison. Humanity lives on Mars in a single but always
expanding city.
Technology
being what it
is keeps
us humans breathing. Our government is
ruled by a man named Max
Wexmen
. He’s a
twisted fuck and changed our entire structure. Now it is illegal to drink
alcohol, do any drugs, have kinky sex,
and,
of course, smoke. Homosexuality was a death sentence. Women were to be kept for
breeding. Dark-skinned men were used as slaves like back in the darkest days of
history. The bad guys ruled the world and the good guys were the outlaws.
That’s why we created the MC. We take our hover bikes and fight the injustice
on Mars. The battle is going to be bloody.

 
Romeo’s the name. Remember it because you’re
going to be screaming it later. I like to have a good time—the more naked
bodies,
the better. Maybe I should think less
with my beautiful dick because it tends to get me in trouble.
Which is why I’m stuck running from my home and into the den of
strangers.
Welcome to the Underground
MC.

Chapter One

I lay back in the hover car and
gasped with this giant smile on my face. My brown hair was damp with sweat. The
pulse in my neck was throbbing so fast I thought it might burst. Hell, at least
if I left this world it would be with a bang.
Literally.
I glanced at the sexy motherfucker in the seat next to me. We were in the
parking lot of the car parts store owned by Harley. Good guy. He supplied our club,
the Underground MC, and the Amazon’s with weapons. The guy next to me was Edmond,
a friend of the club.
A well-endowed friend.
I adjusted
my hips and winced. Damn, my ass was going to be sore tomorrow.

 
“You weren’t kidding when you said you liked
it rough,” he mumbled. His long black hair was tied behind his head. He was
nice looking, not gorgeous, but still good enough for someone who wasn’t picky.
That was me.
Mr. Flirt, Fuck, and Feel Good.

“I was in the mood to take it
hard.” Deep down, I was a submissive at heart. I loved the feel of a thick cock
in my ass and being helpless as it penetrates. I shuddered and rubbed at my
flaccid dick. He was down for at least an hour.

“Why couldn’t we do this at the
clubhouse?” he asked, struggling in the limited space to pull his pants up his
legs.

“Eh, Outlaw doesn’t like non-members
in the clubhouse and the moment I saw you, I wanted your dick up my ass.” I reached
over and, pet his soft, satisfied skin.

Edmond chuckled. “You ever want
to do this again just give me a call.” He opened the car door.

We had started in the front seat
and ended up naked in the back. My pants were still up there. I think. I sat up
as Edmond stepped out. He buttoned up his pants and leaned over so he could
stick his head in the car.

“You are going to give me another
ring right?” He lifted an eyebrow. “I’d hate to think I only had one chance to
spank your fine ass.”

 
“You’re damn right.” I winked.

Then his shoulder jerked and
blood sprayed the interior of the car.

The loud boom echoed. I didn’t
even have a chance to react or gasp. There was no time to think. I reached
behind me, opened the door, and fell out. A pebble dug into my ass cheek and I
skidded back.

“Police!”

Fuck.

“Ryan Ashton...”

Son of a bitch, they knew my
name. How did they find me? How did they follow me without noticing? Edmond ran
awkwardly around the car holding his shoulder.

“Friends of
yours?”
He shouted as he winced at the new hole in his body.

“…For committing homosexual
acts,
you are hereby sentenced to
death,
” the peacekeeper yelled.

“Run.” I scrambled from the car
and ran as fast as I could with Edmond at my side. Outlaw, president of the MC,
was going to kill me if these guys didn’t. He told us to watch our backs, keep
under the law and I just had to break it. I should have waited for a safe area
to get our pants down. Instead, I didn’t wait and now the damn peacekeepers
were about to execute me! I sprinted across the road, laser shots flying all
around me. Some glass broke as I ran around Harley’s Car Parts. My feet were being
poked by the red dirt underneath. More shots rang out. I ran faster trying to
use the shadows to hide. My breath was so loud I thought that alone would give
me away. I was too far from the clubhouse and even then, the peacekeepers would
look for me there. I didn’t know what the fuck to do. How did anyone know I was
here? I made sure there had been no one following us. It could have been
someone at the clubhouse but no, we didn’t have any fucking rats. I skidded to
a stop, hugging the edge of the building and
panting
.
Edmond ran past me, continuing down the alley.

No more lasers went off. I could
hear yelling. There was a limited window here. I shoved off the wall and went jogging.
I used the dark alleys between buildings. Mars’ nights were just like Earth,
dark enough to disappear but usually not bare ass naked. My cock was flopping
around and kept slapping my thighs.

Edmond stopped in the darkened
doorway of a store that had already closed for the night. I couldn’t go around nude
through the whole city. Neither could Edmond with the rivulets of blood running
down his arm. And they knew who I was so it didn’t even matter if I made it
back to the clubhouse. I didn’t know what the fuck to do. “Harley.” The name
was barely a whisper. He would help
us,
stash us until
we had a plan. “Let’s go.” Being caught with a man wasn’t some long prison
sentence. Homosexuality with proof was an automatic death sentence. I started
to make my way around the alleys again, this time a wide circle back toward the
original spot. I should have fucking known better
than
to have sex with Edmond. He was so damn hot and I was lonely.
My dick constantly got me in trouble. This time may be my last. I skidded to a
stop. Two peacekeepers were searching the alley before me with their laser guns
out. They had lights shining on the buildings and what looked like a heat
detector. Oh shit. I tried to backpedal but when I turned, Edmond was right on
my ass and behind him, more peacekeepers.

I spun around aimlessly then dove
into the shadows. I walked along them, praying there was nothing in my path. I
hugged the wall so closely that it scrapped at my skin. All I had to do was
time this. I held my breath. The enemy came closer. My lungs started to burn.
They aimed the light across from me.

I leaped onto one of their backs.
My fist landed solidly against his face. We went down hard and I rolled forward
to keep from feeling the impact. Edmond was beating on the other guy. When the peacekeeper
doubled over, we ran for it.

I stumbled on pebbles too small
to avoid. There were more shouts. I ran to the parking lot and skidded so hard
I fell. The place was lit up like it was daytime. There had to be a dozen or so
peacekeepers here. I took a step forward, sort of aimlessly. I wasn’t sure
where to go. The dirt under my foot gave way. I fell, rolled several times, and
was surprised when I tumbled down a small hill. It was half filled with fresh
dirt and some trees were lying on their side ready to be planted. I hugged the
hill, red dirt smearing along my body. Edmond practically dove into the ditch
beside me. I could only hear my harsh breathing as I waited to find out if,
that had been my last time sucking cock. The footfalls weren’t getting closer
though. I heard yelling further away. I peeked over the mound.
Either Harley
did something, my club overheard the radio
chatter
or it was divine fucking intervention.
“I think we’re going to live,” I whispered.

There were still four peacekeeper
cars in the parking lot.

My head fell back and I stared at
the sky littered with bright stars. We waited there covered with red dirt,
mourning the life I’d known. The noise started to fade. Lights became dull as
the hover cars left and then it was nothing but darkness around me. I could see
the city lights over the hill but before me was the gloomy unexplored part of Mars.

The peacekeepers would probably
be at the clubhouse by now. I hoped Outlaw had
hidden
anything illegal.
If anyone else got in trouble because of
me...

Once my MC
brothers
heard what
happened,
I knew they’d come
for me.
Us.
But then what? Now we would be marked as
kill on sight. I couldn’t go back to the clubhouse. I stood and stumbled from
the ditch. There was no more fight in me as I made my way through the dwindling
shadows toward Harley’s store. I only made it halfway before I heard the roar
of an engine. It was like angels singing. I turned. The black surface was
beautiful under the dull light of the sunrise.

“You’re fucking idiots,” Deviant
said. My MC
brother
with long strawberry blond hair
and a serious behavior problem. Although he mellowed out since he met his lover
Tage.

I just nodded.

Edmond’s shoulders fell. One was
still bloody.

Deviant handed me a bag.

It was clothes. I jammed my legs
into jeans and the dark t-shirt over my head. “Anyone else caught?”

 
“The club’s fine,” he grumbled.

Edmond went on the other bike
that rounded the corner. I couldn’t tell which brother it was from here. I
hopped on behind Deviant. His body was much more muscular than mine. I held his
hips as the hover tech kicked in and we moved off the ground. We drove away,
but I knew I would never see my home again.