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LeilaniMason pushed the door open, and moved aside for me to pass.The council’s room looked a lot like an office’s conference room, if offices had guns and deer heads mounted on the walls. The Demons patch, a horned skull, was etched into a long, wooden table.Sitting at that table were four men. I recognized Stonewall and Reggie, and I assumed the other two were Jetter and his guy.The four of them stood up.“Leilani,” Dad said, “this is Jetter.”Jetter walked around the table, smiling at me. “Well, hello, Leilani,” he said. “It’s nice to meet you.”He had slicked-back, black hair and a crafty smile. Instantly I didn’t trust him and didn’t like him, but I sucked in a breath, steadying myself. It wouldn’t help if I couldn’t even stand to meet the guy once.“Same,” I said.We shook hands. His grip was firm, and he looked into my eyes, smiling.He looked away and to Phoenix. “I know this is hard, but it’s the right thing.”“Sure,” Dad grunted.“Mind if I have a moment with Leilani her

LeilaniI didn’t have time to tell him not to come in.Or maybe I just didn’t want to.But as soon as he was standing there staring at me, I knew I wasn’t turning back. I’d had my hand between my legs, just starting to rub my soaked clit while thinking about Mason’s strong body, and then suddenly he showed up.I wasn’t saying no; I wasn’t telling him to leave. Part of me knew that I should, but I couldn’t. He just walked over to me and pulled me toward him.When he kissed me, it drove my whole body absolutely wild.I had been wet already from touching myself a little and from thinking about him, but I was absolutely soaking wet the second his strong hands grabbed me and pulled me to the edge of the bed.He kissed me hard, and I pushed away all those negative thoughts, every part of me that knew this was a mistake. I pushed it all away and kissed him back, letting my tongue touch his, passion rolling through my body.His lips found my neck, my mouth. “What were you thinking about?” he

MasonI woke up early and put on some coffee.Leilani was still asleep, or maybe she was just still hiding in her room. That was fine with me either way. I still had the taste of her delicious pussy on my lips, still had the memory of her body getting worked under my hands in my mind. She could pretend like that was some mistake, like she didn’t really want it or some shit, but her body told a different story.The girl couldn’t get enough of it. I’d only given her a taste of what I could do if she finally just gave in and admitted that she wanted me to fuck her until she screamed. I wasn’t about to push it too hard, not yet, not when there was so much at stake.She needed to figure out what she wanted herself. I could take her at any time, and fuck, I already had. But I needed her to beg for it before I really let her have what she really wanted.After an hour I heard her stirring in her room. She went into the bathroom and started the shower. I smiled to myself and drank my second cu

LeilaniWork dragged by slower than usual. I found myself glancing over at the table where Mason usually sat, and I kept feeling disappointed every time it was empty.Slip was a nice enough guy, big, maybe a little dumb, but loyal to the club. He was still a pledge, though I heard that he and a few other pledges were going to become full members pretty soon.He kept out of my way, which was good. Maybe he was shy or something, but he didn’t say a word to me, just kept to himself and drank coffee all day while reading magazines.I didn’t know what I was thinking. I shouldn’t have wished that Mason was watching over me, but I also couldn’t help myself. It was stupid, but there it was. I felt safer with him around.My shift ended finally and I got changed, taking my time. I emerged from the back and headed over to Slip.“Hey there,” I said. “Thanks for hanging out.”He looked up at me, shrugging. “It’s my job.”“You taking me to the clubhouse?”“Yeah.”“Lead the way then.”I followed him

MasonThe wind was whipping past my face as we sped back toward Leilani’s place.The damn clubhouse had been a fucking zoo, and I was a little pissed that Dow had been stupid enough to tell Leilani about Parkey and James getting lit up. The fucking idiot had no clue what Leilani was putting on herself; in her mind, the whole club’s safety was somehow her responsibility.Which was bullshit, of course. She had no more power to save anyone’s life than anyone else did. Difference was, she had this mission that she thought was important. And it was important. It could do some good things for the club, bringing in these new guys, but it wasn’t her responsibility to make that happen.The fucking guys themselves, they were a bunch of damn thugs. Not that I minded a good thug; I was one myself really. But they couldn’t go a single day without starting some fucking shit, and each guy thought he was tougher than the next. They all wanted to take a shot at the club’s enforcer. Not that I minded.