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Nadia makes me drunk, her ragged breath causing my heart to skip beats as I cup her breasts through the lacy bra and knead them, my grip tightening gradually. She trails kisses down the side of my neck, and I know my short beard will cause her lips and chin to redden a bit from the coarseness, but that just turns me on even more.
“We can’t do this here,” she whispers, sinful thoughts swirling in her blue eyes.
“Wanna bet?”
“Oh,” she moans again as I unbutton her jeans and pull them down with one swift move. She slips out of her boots, and it only takes another second for me to get her naked. She’s already wet, and I drop to my knees and proceed to eat her out. “Oh, God, Kai.”
I throw her thighs over my shoulders and have her straddling me as I go down on her, lapping at the slick folds, savoring every drop of her arousal while enjoying her whimpers of pleasure. I slip a couple of fingers in, careful to curl them with every retreat as I suck her clit harder, just the way she likes it.
She runs her fingers through my short hair, her pussy clenching and her pulse quickening as I bring her closer to the edge. I finger-fuck her the way she likes it. Hard, fast, and ruthless until she groans and quivers, a crashing orgasm gushing as I lick her clean while she slowly returns from the heavens.
“Kai,” she manages, her core still pulsating around my fingers as I give her one last thrust. “Kai!”
“Don’t ask me to fuck you,” I tell her, smiling as I get her back on her feet. “We’ll catch up tonight. Patience, Grasshopper.”
“So, you just came here to tease me?” Nadia replies, giving me a sour look.
I cup her pussy and kiss her on the lips. She enjoys tasting herself—she told me that much the last time I did this, a couple of nights ago while Drake and Orion watched. “I was hungry. I’m going to be even hungrier tonight,” I say, taking a step back.
“You’re going to be walking around all day like that,” Nadia says, nodding at my jeans.
I glance down and notice the bulge. “Yeah, I guess.”
“I can’t wait to have you inside me,” she purrs like a kitten as she clumsily puts her panties back on. There’s nothing I enjoy more than watching her brain glitch, leaving her completely uncoordinated in the wake of a soul-shattering orgasm.
All I can do is laugh lightly and kiss her again, only this time, I’m tender and gentle, cupping her face and breathing her in. Jasmine and lilies. Nadia’s favorite perfume. Her skin is soft and silky, warm under my touch. I could stay here forever and not care about anything else. I wish I could.
“Travis is going to come looking for me,” she says.
I help her get the Coke cans from the top of the stack, but before either of us makes it to the door, a loud thud outside sends my senses into immediate high alert. Those were the front doors opening aggressively. Nobody walks into my clubhouse like that. Nobody.
“Kai?” Nadia gives me a startled look.
“Stay here and lock the door,” I tell her and walk out, my body tense with a familiar yet unpleasant feeling. Before I even see him, I feel him.
He’s hard to miss.
Colton Harrow stands in the middle of my clubhouse, tall and heavy, exuding darkness, an eerie sense of calm oozing off his broad shoulders like the stench of death itself. Some of our crew are present and standing, their eyes reduced to dark slits as they watch him like hawks.
The air is so thick that it’s getting hard to breathe, and my mind races for an appropriate reaction.
“Can I help you?” I ask in a flat tone of voice, my shoulders squared as I cautiously walk toward him. As soon as our eyes meet, I realize that war has finally come to our doorstep. There’s no avoiding it.
“You’re too tall to be Orion,” he says.
I’m only a couple of inches taller than my best friend, but I know this fucker is merely trying to get on my nerves. Colton Harrow reeks of trouble. Well-built but pale as a ghost, his ginger hair and thick ginger beard create an unsettling contrast with his wide, cold, green eyes. His smirk makes my skin crawl.
There are patches on his leather vest belonging to different MCs in the area. He wears them like trophies, proof he’s barged into their clubhouses and shot them up until they surrendered. I see the gun in his holster, but it’s strapped. He won’t get it out before I jump him, and I think he knows it.
But Colton isn’t here to fight. Not this time. He came alone. There are no other bikes outside except our own.
“I’m Kai,” I tell him. “And I’m going to ask you again. Can I help you?”
“Oh, you’re the VP. Roger that. No disrespect intended,” Colton replies with a wry smile. “I want to talk to your club president. I understand that’s a guy named Orion.”
I glance back at the sound of footsteps. Orion and Drake have joined me downstairs, both of them looking dark and tense—much like the rest of us. I catch a glimpse of Nadia standing in the cracked doorway of the storage room. As soon as she sees me notice her, she vanishes back inside.
“I’m Orion.” He comes forth and stands beside me. “You must be Colton.”
