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A chill went down my spine at his words. Boots looked ready to commit murder, which was equally as frightening.
“I’m not your “Brother”, and that shit ain’t going to happen. These girls belong to the Devil’s Riders MC,” Boots heatedly returned. “You mess with them, you mess with all of us!”
“Once they spend a few nights with the Watchmen, I’m sure they’ll change their minds,” Maze quipped, and the men behind him rumbled with laughter.
Maze, like the men he was surrounded by, was a large man. But unlike Matty, I instinctively knew he wouldn’t be gentle or kind if I was in his care. Looking at him, his ruddy face, his cold blue eyes, and thin mouth, I couldn’t imagine a worse fate than his hands on me. I moved closer to Amelia’s side trying to hide that I was visibly shaking.
“You don’t want the Devils as your enemy, Maze,” Boots warned. “Step the fuck away from that door and let us pass!”
Maze shrugged. “I’m willing to risk it.” He looked at the bikers standing around him. “How about you boys? You willing to risk a fight for some grade-A pussy?”
The men cheered and he tossed his empty beer bottle onto the floor. “What about you, Prospect? You willing to risk getting your head beat in over pussy that ain’t even yours and that you'll never even get a chance to taste?”
I could see the glint of something metal slide smoothly onto Boots’s fingers as he prepared himself for the inevitable fight. “Damn straight. Fair fight or not, I’m going to knock as many of you cocksuckers out before you take me down!”
“Have it your way.” Maze gave the signal for the men to surge forward.
Amelia grabbed my hand. Pulling me away from the fight, we booked it toward the exit sign posted at the back door. We didn’t get far. Maze and two of his goons were easily able to run us down within a few feet of our goal.
Like the hellcat she was, Amelia fought with all of her might. Kicking, biting, and scratching, she did a good job of it. Me, I was terrified. I couldn’t do much more than thrash and cry out when I felt strong hands bite down on my shoulders.
Behind us, I could hear Boots screaming, “Get your filthy fucking hands off of them or I’ll kill you all!”
The Watchman holding me tugged me by the hair and wheeled me in the direction of his President. “What do you think, Maze? You want the blonde or brunette?”
Maze gave the question some consideration. First looking at Amelia, who was still shouting and carrying on like a warrior, then at me, who had gone very still and quiet.
“Who says I have to pick just one?” he quipped.
The bikers whooped and hollered at his lewd suggestion as their leader considered his options. “I like a wild cat in my bed as much as the next guy,” the man stated pragmatically, “but I’ve already promised my boy, Ace, the blonde. Our Brother has a score to settle with the bitch, and I owe him a favor.”
Amelia went pale and her head whipped up. A tall, blond man stepped forward. As he neared, I noticed he was good-looking, though he was sporting some pretty severe scars across his handsome face.
“You still want her, Brother?” Maze called over his shoulder.
Ace’s face split into a wild grin and I noticed he had some blinged-out veneers in place of what must have been missing teeth. “Yeah. I want her.”
Walking up to Amelia, he jammed his fingers in her long hair and dragged her close. “Your brother and his friends aren’t here to save you this time, bitch! You’re coming home with me and I’m going to show you what a real man is like.”
Amelia spit in his face which only made Ace’s smile widen. “You like to spit, baby girl?” he posed. “Good, I’ll give you something to spit on. My cock before I stick it in every tight little hole in your body.”
The Watchmen shouted out their encouragement, giving him their ideas about what he could do with my horrified friend. To my embarrassment, I whimpered out loud, catching Maze’s attention.
“You scared, Babe?” he said to me, gathering me into his arms. “I like that. Scared will make you nice and obedient. And the only thing I like more than a wild cat in bed is an obedient bitch. You gonna be good to daddy?”
“I’m not going anywhere with you!” I piped up, my will to fight kicking in a little belatedly.
Maze yanked back my head and licked the column of my throat like an apex predator before he moved in for the kill. “That’s cute that you think you have a choice.”
A free hand reached over and squeezed my breast hard and I cried out in pain.
“Big, natural tits, too!” he admired. “Can’t wait to fuck these later on.” He stopped for a second and looked at Ace. “Who does this bitch belong to again? I’ve never seen her before and I’d have remembered these tits.” The rough pads of his thumbs scraped across my nipples and I whimpered from the pain of it.
Ace had Amelia in a death grip when he answered. “I hear she's Bishop’s new fuck toy. This one’s brother,” he said, punctuating the statement by shaking my friend hard. “The asshole who gave me these scars.”
Maze chuckled. “Two for the price of one. How poetic.”
“Sure is,” Ace agreed.
