Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
I took the state road back toward Lake Worth. There was less traffic and the way ahead wasn’t always straight. Meant I needed to concentrate on something other than the woman with her arms wrapped around my waist, precariously close to my cock. Well, not really, but I imagined she was closer. Hell, I could practically feel her slide her hand down to cup my crotch. She wasn’t, but I had an exceptionally vivid fucking imagination.
By the time I rolled into the Black Reign compound, my control was shot to shit and back. My cock was impossibly hard, and I had broken out in a sweat that had nothing to do with the heat and humidity of the Florida afternoon. Sonya had laughed and hollered practically the whole way home, obviously enjoying the ride. I couldn’t think about her other than to make sure she didn’t fucking fall off. Last thing I needed was Thorn’s daughter getting hurt in my care.
I pulled in front of the main compound. It was a huge, obnoxious structure that was more like a luxury hotel. The rest of the compound consisted of several large buildings with various businesses and group housing for the club. Beyond that was a kind of subdivision with houses for the brothers with families. And still farther was open land. A lot of open land.
There was a small picnic area with a wooden deck extending into a pier over the freshwater pond to allow for fishing or swimming. There were a couple of small, furnished cabins a few of the women had started maintaining to have a place to get away from everyone occasionally. Some of the older kids used them for parties and get-togethers away from the adults. I had no doubt more than one young man or woman had lost their virginity in one of those cabins. Or on the pier. Or under the hot noonday sun or bright midnight moon. It was truly a magical place.
I’d normally bring someone to that quiet oasis for meditation and as a way to create a sense of peace before an exceptionally hard conversation. I found the tranquility helped ease one into troubled situations, helping them to focus on the problem and figure out a solution. No way I could take Sonya to the little haven. No. Fucking. Way.
Shutting down the bike, I spoke over my shoulder to Sonya, trying like shit not to let her know the effect she had on me. I knew Sonya well enough to know if I showed weakness, the woman would attack without mercy. “Off.”
“Sir. Yes, sir.” She snapped off a mock salute before shifting her weight on the back peg so she didn’t get burned climbing off.
I gritted my teeth, sure the muscles in my jaw bulged with tension. Thank God, Rycks met us at the door of the clubhouse. “Angel, everything good?”
“Not in any way,” I muttered, taking a deep breath. “Will you please see to it Miss Sonya has a private room away from the club girls?”
Rycks raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Not a problem.” He turned his gaze to Sonya and gave her a kind smile. “Welcome, Sonya. How’s your father?”
“Apparently, more than a little pissed off.” I glanced at her to find her smiling brightly. “I’m supposed to be finding something to do with my life. Archangel here is supposed to be helping me.”
“I see.” Rycks glanced back at me again. I met his gaze with a steady one of my own. The other man shook his head in confusion, so I just shrugged.
“She needs rest, and I need to prepare.”
“She’s not tired,” Sonya interrupted. “She’d love to party with the rest of the club though.”
If anything, Ryck’s smile got wider. “You would.”
“She would not.” I turned to see Lawdawg hopping out of his truck. It was a testament to my distraction I hadn’t even realized he’d pulled up.
“Christ,” Sonya huffed. “I thought I left you back in Moore Haven.”
“Sorry to disappoint you.”
“I think I’d like to call my dad now.” Sonya lifted her chin and gave me a stubborn smirk. “I’m not sure what was supposed to go on here, but you are obviously not up to the task, Archangel. So I’d like to go home now.” The sweet smile was more saccharin than sugar. Little did she know she’d just waved a red flag in front of the bull.
“Challenge accepted,” I snarled. “Rycks, I’m gonna need a side-by-side.”
“I’ll tell Mechanic. Where you takin’ her?”
“To the pond. Is Lyric in the clubhouse?”
“Yep. I’ll have her meet you in the common room. She’ll get whatever you need.”
“Now wait just a Goddamned minute.” Sonya had an outraged look on her face, but something bothered me about her expression. She seemed too… calculating?
“You started it.” Lawdawg grinned, looking supremely satisfied. “Now you gotta see it through.”