Still some time earlier...
Cracker’s POV
“Tell me what you got!” Prez growled, walking into the Church with a very sated-looking Grace behind him. I swear, since getting together with Prez, the girl was practically glowing and becoming so much like her old self again. I sometimes wanted to kiss Prez’s feet for returning my friend to me.
But for now, we had a war to fight...
“Do you want the bad, the ugly, or the terrible news first?” Bunny sighed, accepting with gratitude the cup of coffee I handed him. He was tired. We all were, but this was important.
“The Black Skulls,” Prez said, gently pulling Grace onto his lap. “What do we know?”
Steel was back at the shop, helping them to close up now that they were short-handed. With everything happening at on
Rose’s POVWhen his lips touched mine, it felt like butterflies exploded inside of me. My skin itched to be close to him, and I wanted nothing more than to rip our clothes off so I could feel him close to my skin. But at the same time, I realized that something about all of this was--- wrong!He hated my guts!Why? Why was he suddenly kissing me as if he needed it more than his next breath?Afraid and confused, I pressed my hands on his chest and tried to push him off. But it was like trying to move a brick wall.A very muscular and hot brick wall...I tried to squirm under him, wanting to move away, but---His hot lips moved away from my mouth, making me gasp for air. And then let out a low moan as his lips ni
Knives's POV“Rose is tired,” I lied, and with a manly pout, I returned to my beer. And refused to think about the kiss from heaven I’d just had with Rose. Hell, who would have thought a kiss could ruin sex for me? Because no matter what, I would never be able to kiss another woman now and NOT think about that moment...Fucking conniving bitch!Somehow this was all her fault...!“Never took you for the faithful type,” Bunny voice what probably everybody else was thinking. “At least not towards a woman.”Yeah, you and me both, brother, I thought glumly and had another sip.“If Prez and Steel can do it,” I said out loud and shrugged. “I can too!”And that statement was met with utter silence!I turned to
Knives’s POVWhy was I kissing her?Why did it feel amazing?And why was I getting achingly hard just from one kiss?!I tried to reason it was because I’d gone too long without getting any pussy, but I also knew that I was lying to myself. It felt good, and right and--- she tasted divine...!Did that even make sense?!I’d never tasted someone before and just instantly liked it. I mean, I’d kissed women before, but always to get them into the mood, not because---My heart skipped a beat, and my cock strained painfully against my jeans. Hell, I was just about ready to come and all from just one kiss! She made me feel things again, things I hadn’t felt in such a long, painful time, it---Groaning, I pushed my
Rose's POVKnives came back much later, but to my surprise, he was sober and didn’t stink like alcohol. I expected him to have been downstairs drinking and probably doing one of those gorgeous and fun, and exciting women downstairs. Strange, but thinking about him with another woman made my heart hurt. And I couldn’t explain why... I mean, sure, I thought he was sexy and was, in fact, the first man I’d ever felt really attracted to, but hoping he’d feel something for me--- that was like wishing for a real-life unicorn, and still live in this reality! Nobody wanted someone like me. I was just a whore, and someone like Knives would never see me as anything other than that...He didn’t even glance my way. Just kicked off his boots before he announced that he was dead on his feet and was going to take a shower before going to bed.Good luck with that, I mentally muse
Rose's POV"What's this?"I asked, trying to remain confident. Knives looked up from the bags he was unpacking, which smelled like heaven...“Where the fuck did you find that?” Knives snarled, and before I could even register what was going on, he’d snatched the paper out of my hand and was tearing it to pieces.“T-that’s not important,” I stuttered and wondered if it was really worth it. But then I remembered that I wanted to get out of here alive, and I straightened my spine, crossing my arms over my chest to give myself some confidence.“So...,” I said, trying to give him a defiant glare. “You and Cracker?”He looked at me, stone-faced.Not. A. Single. Emotion!My resolve wavered, and I gulped, wondering if I shou
Rose's POV“Clean?” I echoed, having no idea what he was talking about.“We don’t do drugs,” he explained with a disgusted expression. “I mean, sure, some of the prospects like the occasional roll-up, but nothing that comes in liquid form and absolutely no pills.”Gaping, I looked at him like some would look at Jack-in-a-Box! Was he being serious? There were no drugs?! But how did they---?! I mean, sure, I knew that some bikers were bikers because of their love for motorcycles, but-but-but...If they were Viper’s enemy, there had to be drugs involved! Or at least money or something illegal, because the only thing that got Viper’s shit going was that. Drugs and money! Why would he even be remotely interested in framing a club if they weren’t rivals?!It didn’t make sense!