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“You already swore an oath… to your club.”

Clutch cut Viper from the chair but left everyone’s wrists bound. He then loaded them into a cargo van to be dropped off in Los Psycho’s territory. Grover was sobbing and begging the entire time and I knew Clutch was dying inside, just like me. Goldie drove the van away and Cutter, Clutch, Wolf, Cricket, Hatch, and I stood in silence where this had all started for me.

We would soon turn Phil’s Garage into our mechanic’s program teaching facility; the first of three. Los Psychos decided immediately that war with us wasn’t profitable, and moved the Portland chapter to Vegas, where Viper was promptly knifed to death by a stripper, who turned out to be Loro’s little sister.

I swear to God, you can’t make this shit up.

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Cricket

One week later…

A strong arm slid around my waist as soft lips kissed theback of my neck, and I awakened with a smile. “Sir, if my man finds you in this bed with me, you’re gonna be in a world of hurt.”

His arm moved from my waist, his hand pushing my panties down my thighs and slipping between my legs. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

“You make it worth my while, and I won’t say a word.”

I lost his hand briefly so he could guide his dick inside of me, then he reached back around and fingered my clit while he thrust slowly into me. I arched against him, sliding my hand under my cami and rolling a nipple into a tight bud.

“Love it when you work your tits, baby,” he rasped, pushing deeper into me.

“Love it when your dick is buried inside of me,baby,” I retorted, and he pressed his palm harder against my pussy, slamming into me.

My clit hit the roughness of his palm and I felt an orgasm threaten to hit, but I wanted this to last, so I gripped his thigh and moved with him. “Get there, honey,” I begged.

He moved faster, and I relished the feeling of him deep inside of me, but then he fingered my clit and I exploded around him. He wasn’t far behind, and he gave me a gentle squeeze before pulling out of me and climbing off the bed.

“Got a call this morning,” he said, walking back into the room with a warm washcloth and cleaning me up.

I pulled my panties back up and rolled to face him. “What kind of call?”

He slid back into bed and pulled me onto his chest. “Potential piece of property in Ridgefield.”

I sat up and met his eyes. “What kind of property?”

“Dumpy house on four acres we’d need to fix up, but there’s a brand-new barn, plus they left the old barn, so it has potential to be converted into bunks and shit. Covered arena means we can ride when it’s raining, but it’s close to public trails, so that’s an option when it’s clear.”

“Sounds too good to be true.”

“Which is why we’re gonna go look at it,” he said. “It’s less than three miles from your brother, so I’m hopin’ it’s ashit hole.”

I smiled slowly. “You found a place close to Hatch and Maisie.”

“Don’t get excited. I’m doin’ this because I love you, but I’m secretly hopin’ it doesn’t work out.”

I giggled, clambering off the bed. “Can we go now?”

He slid his hand behind his head. “Now, now?”

I clapped my hands with a nod. “Now, now.”

Waving a finger toward me, he crossed his legs at his ankles. “Strip, then we’ll talk about it.”

I licked my lips and slipped my cami slowly over my head, then hooked my fingers under the waistband of my panties and pushed them down my legs. Unfortunately, this delayed the leaving for a good thirty minutes, but Minus was in charge, so the fucking was quick and dirty.

After cleaning up (again) and getting dressed, we headed up I-5 to the property (which was actually less than two miles from my brother’s place), and the second I stepped out of my car I knew it was our forever home.

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