Page 3 of Laying it Bare Biker Style: Ryder

“I whispered it in her ear.I can be an asshole, but I don’t want to get her fired. Then shedefinitely wouldn’t let me fuck her.” After he pulled into theparking lot at the auto store, he got the parts we needed and thensteered the truck in the direction of our place.

The two of us had bought a nice threebedroom place in a newer neighborhood so the houses weren’t tuckedup really close to one another. It gave us a bit more privacy,which we both enjoyed. After he pulled into the connecting garage,I slid out of the back seat and instinctively reached in to pullthe girl into my arms. Snaking my arms around her back and legs, Itucked her against my chest. Grayson held the side door open for meand shockingly didn’t have a snide comment or smirk. I walkedthrough our kitchen, a decent sized bar separating it from theliving room, and continued into said room to gently lay her on theblack leather couch.

No sooner had I stepped away, shereleased a quiet moan and stirred. When her jade colored eyespopped open, she stared at me for a beat and then shifted her focusto Grayson who had stepped into the room. “Where am I? Whathappened?” Confusion but no fear laced her words, as she raised herhand to delicately touch the bruises on her face.

“You don’t seem afraid tobe somewhere unknown to you.” I frowned. Not that I was in the moodto have a hysterical girl screaming in our place, but I wasbothered about her lack of unease. Was it merely because the two ofus didn’t give off a vibe like we would harm an innocent girl orwas she used to being abused? And the latter put my teeth onedge.

“I’ve lived in Pyro Devil’sclub for many years. I’ve learned to just roll with thingssometimes. Besides you two don’t look as scary as the guys there.Not that you don’t look tough and intimidating; I don’t want toinsult you, but I don’t think you’d hurt me just because you knowyou can. I know you guys are club members; I mean it’s easy torecognize the vest. But you’re not one of them. I don’t even thinkyou’re from another chapter.” She glanced down at the cuts anddried blood on her arms. “And I’m almost one hundred percent sure Iknow the answer, but I have to ask anyway. Did you guys do this tome?”

The calm tone to herquestion set me on edge as well. No female shouldeverbe okay with beingabused. When I found out who had done this to her; I was going tobutcher him.

“No. We found yourunconscious body in the woods outside the Pyro Devils’ club. Andwe’re not associated with them. Our club is Twisted Flames. So youdon’t remember anything about what happened to you?” And herinquiry didn’t upset me at all. The abuse however did and yes girlsin the club were used for sex, but they weren’t to be beaten. Andthe little bit I was getting to know about her, I doubted sheinstigated a fight. Now that was something that would get a memberto strike a girl; if she hit first. But she seemed very sweet andkind hearted and hot as hell and not at all like the type of girl Iwould expect to find in an MC club. And I found my dick hardeningeven more. He refused to get the memo that this was nothappening.

“No. There was some troublein the club, but I don’t know details. We’re not allowed to knowanything. So the guys were having an impromptu meeting.” She slowlysat up, curling her legs underneath her and resting her head backagainst the cushion. “And the last thing I remember is sitting atthe bar with some of the girls having a few drinks while theywaited for the guys to get done. They aren’t very nice to me so Iwas kinda excited to be invited to drink with them. Well, Amy iskinda nice to me if no one else is around. Anyway, everything elseis a blacked out blur. I don’t think they trade girls betweenclubs.” She said that more to herself. “Besides, I couldn’t imagineanyone wanting me. So I have no idea how I ended up dumped in thewoods. I don’t remember walking out there.” She rubbed at hertemples. “I do know I have the start of a killer headache comingon.” Her polite smile morphed into a slight grimace.

I would have loved to give hersomething to take her mind off of her injuries. Let her know herbelief that no one would want her was absurd. But I got theimpression that was how they made her feel. And I had to get thosethoughts out of my head. Although if she hadn’t run from the place,but was dumped outside instead, she wasn’t theirs anymore. I neededto head to the club for some drinks before I really got myself intosome trouble.

“So, you’re not anyone’sOld Lady then?” Grayson plopped down on the leather recliner thatsat across from the couch.

I was still so tense I couldn’t relaxand sit down anywhere. And the bastard had taken the chair andthere was no way I was sitting near her on the couch, even at theopposite end was too close. And said bastard had the audacity tosmirk at me, probably reading my face.

“God, no.” A humorlesslaugh shot from her mouth. “Sorry.” She slapped her hand up tocover it briefly. “I wasn’t a popular one. They only used me if noone else was around. But that was okay. They didn’t think I was anygood. And I liked being ignored. Even though they made me feelworse than trash. The other girls were passed around, but at leastthey were made to feel like they were worth a little bit ofsomething. If that even makes any sense. Because yeah, we were allwhores.” Her tasty looking lips pulled down into afrown.

And again, my thoughts turned towanting to show her how good I imagined her to be.

“How about you grab a longhot shower and we can let you take a nap in our spare bedroom?”Grayson stood from his seat and motioned for the girl to followhim.

After she slid off of the couch, Itrailed them back the hallway to the last bedroom. Not sure I wasliking this idea. But maybe after she napped we could set her upwith Lynette until she got on her feet.

When we stopped at the room, Graysonpushed open the door and clicked on the light. “Well, shit. Iforgot we needed to replace the mattress for that futon years ago.We use this room for storage and like a small office.” He turned tothe girl. “I know I’m a cold bastard, but I don’t feel right havingyou sleep on it. You’re already sore. You won’t get a good sleep inhere. And excuse my manners – I do have a few – I’m Grayson Mooneand that is Ryder McAlistir. What should we call you? It’s okay ifyou don’t want to give us your real name.”

“My name is Sage Ribbons.It’s okay if you know my real name. I’m not afraid.” She steppedaround him and looked at the room. “This is perfect and I am sograteful. There is a blanket and a pillow that doesn’t look like apiece of cardboard. It looks warm and maybe overly soft, but that’sokay. And it’s clean. That is the best part. Those guys weredirty.” She rolled her eyes. “Well, yeah they were perverted guys,that’s to be expected, but I mean like not washing stuff and – ”Grimacing, she shivered.

She grew more adorable the more shetalked. And normally I wasn’t one for idle chit chat with a girl.I’d ask if she wanted to fuck. If she said yes, we would fuck andthen I would leave. But I found her almost endearing and thatbothered the fuck out of me. But my dick just cheered heron.

“Their place was prettyfilthy.” She kept right on talking as if Grayson and I were friendsshe habitually hung out with. “They weren’t big on hygiene either.I’m betting your shower won’t freak me the hell out and I won’t beafraid to step in there barefoot. I almost wore flip flops intheirs, but they probably would have hit me more for insulting themor not let me shower at all. But you guys smell good. Like youinvest in cleaning products and cologne or something and use themdaily.” She headed over to the futon and sat down and released aheavy sigh. “Perfect. Thank you again. And I do think I’d love ashower. Could I borrow a shirt or something from one of you until Ifigure out what I’m going to do?” The excitement from earlierpuffed out of her like a balloon with a hole in it. But she quicklyschooled her features. “Once I can get some decent sleep I’ll beable to figure out my situation. It’s not safe for me to go backthere, not until I find out what happened to me and maybe not eventhen. But I won’t wear out my welcome here, I promise. Thank youfor giving me a place to hang out for a little.”

Grayson had stepped intothe room and was leaning casually against the small desk, while Istood rigidly, with my arm braced against the door jamb nottrusting myself to move any closer to her. While the desire to fuckher was overwhelming, I found myself wanting to snuggle her into myarms as well to let her know things were going to be alright. Andthat wasnotokay.

“We have no problem helpingyou out. How old are you anyway? You look like you’re no older thansixteen.” Grayson tilted his head to the side and studiedher.

“Oh, I’m nineteen. I’ll betwenty next month.”

Well, fuck. She was ten years youngerthan me. Hearing that should have been like dousing my lust withcold water. But, hell, no. If anything, it made me lust for hereven more.

“See, Ryder, you don’t needto worry. You’re not getting hard for a minor.”

Sage’s eyes went wide and a blushcrawled across her cheeks.

And if that didn’t make her evensexier. However, quickly overtaking my lust was anger. I stalkedover toward Grayson and cocked my arm back to slam him in the face.However, the bastard barely ducked out of the way in time so myfist only grazed his jaw. And now I stood at the desk and he was atthe door.

“Um, I don’t want to causeany problems.” For the first time, Sage seemed nervous.

And that made me even more irritatedwith Grayson.

“It’s fine. Fights arenormal for us. Quite often he needs the shit beat out of him. ButI’ll hold off until you’re not around to witness it so we don’tmake you uncomfortable again.” I shot Grayson a glare.

“Well, you had said youfelt a headache coming on so let’s settle the sleeping issue. Wecan’t have you staying in here. It wouldn’t be right. We each haveour own room, so what do you think, Ryder?” A devilish glint lit uphis blue eyes.

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