BROKEN ROAD (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novella) (6 page)

And what was that? You shouldn
’
t even be fucking
touching her right now.

Jake couldn
’
t help himself. She was fucking beautiful. Her tits
were amazing. Her little voice whimpering drove him nuts. And she was burning
hot between her legs and killer tight. Not to mention her hand knew exactly
what it was doing with his cock. She pumped harder, faster, keeping her hand
under his thick shaft.

Jake knew he had no fucking time
right now so he started to thrust at her. He curled his fingers inside her body
and pulled them out. He thrust them into her again, feeling her jump. She
sucked in a breath and bit her lip.

“
That
’
s right,
”
he said and looked at her.
“
Fucking harder, babe. Come on. I have to go.
”

Keira sped up even more. Jake saw
the lust burning deep in her eyes. She was going to be something wild to fuck
around with.

Jake looked down and watched her
hand work on him.
Fuck, it felt so good.
Her hand was so small compared
to his dick. But she worked it just fine. Stroking, squeezing, never giving up.
Jake moved his hand and felt Keira
’
s
nipple still hard, still pressing against the palm of his hand. He wanted to
fucking have those next. Then the rest of her body. Then her pussy. Everything.

When Jake looked up at Keira again
her cheeks were flushed. His fingers slipped deeper into her body and he
twisted them. That made Keira cry out. Her hand squeezed even tighter around
his cock when she yelled.

“
Careful,
”
Jake said.

“
I
can
’
t help it,
”
Keira said, out of breath.

So Jake kissed her. He let her
groan into his mouth and that was all Jake needed. He felt himself build up to
climax and thrust at Keira when he started to come. His dick throbbed with each
pull of her hand.

He kept kissing her because he didn
’
t want to look into Keira
’
s eyes again.

For two reasons.

First, she was trouble
…
second, he was doing
nothing but lying to her.

nine
.

Keira took care of the bar until
nine. That was when she cut herself off from being near anything. If she stayed
later, she
’
d be sucked into
the drama. And there was always drama. The guys were so pent up with fear and
anger, they would fight over anything. Or they
’
d
bring women to the bar for one purpose only. The women went along with it for
the biker experience. And, hey, why the hell not?

There was no passing judgment from
Keira. After all, she had been in the bathroom with Jake a little while ago
with their hands all over each other. Which was something she didn
’
t do. In fact, it was almost
embarrassing how long it had been since someone touched her, pleasured her, had
her. Everything had been long since
self contained
.

But Jake not only lit a fire inside
her, he poured gasoline on it.

What they had done in the bathroom
was nothing compared to what kept racing through her mind. She wanted something
short, fast, and wild. Jake fit that bill. Either he was going to get killed in
the
snake pit
or he would get blown up by the cartel. Something about
him seemed off though. He was too cocky for his own good, which was always a
turn off for Keira. The thing with Jake though was that he made Keira believe
in how cocky he was. Like he really thought he could go into the
snake pit
and come out okay. Or that the shit with the cartel was something to just shrug
shoulders about.

He wasn
’
t the typical asshole that came through the club
and the bar. Guys that would come in looking for a drink, a fuck, and a bar
fight. Guys that wanted to live out the fantasy of being in a motorcycle club
only to realize how serious and dangerous it was.

Jake didn
’
t add up and Keira couldn
’
t figure out why and didn
’
t want to say anything about it. The guy had been
through enough already on his first day.
Then again, he got a little reward
for all the bullshit, didn
’
t
he?

Keira was washing her hands when
Kami appeared in the doorway, beer in hand. His eyes were doing circles as he
stood there.

“
You
should stay,
”
he said, his
words slurred.

“
I
’
m fine, Kami. I have my own
place for a reason.
”

“
Nobody
is going to bother you. I
’
ll
kill anyone if they touch you, Keira.
”

Keira froze and thought about it.

Who would win a fight? Kami or
Jake
…
?

“
I
want my bed,
”
Keira said.
“
And I
’
m sure you guys are going to chase all your
problems away for hours to come. I
’
m
tired.
”

“
I
can
’
t argue that,
”
Kami said.
“
At least I know you stay out of
trouble. And you know to stay the hell away from bikers.
”

Kami laughed.

So did Keira, but for different
reasons.

“
Let
me make sure you get home safe,
”
Kami said.

“
What
are you going to do? Drive me home? Toss me on the back of your ride?
”

Kami laughed again.
“
I
’
ll
get someone to ride with you. I
’
ll
get the new guy, Jake. He
’
s
earning his stripes still.
”

Keira felt her body rage with fire.
“
No, it
’
s fine. I can manage just fine,
Kami. I
’
m not driving for
hours.
”

“
Hey,
this shit isn
’
t safe. You
should stay here. If the cartel
…”
Kami shook his head.
“
Nothing.
”

“
What?
”
Keira asked.
“
Tell me.
”

Kami looked at his stepsister.
“
What if they came after you? To
get to me? Because they know I
’
m
VP. They know I make big decisions. They know we
’
re
going to come for them. Apollo has always been insistent on not having baggage
…”

“
And
I
’
m your baggage?
”
Keira asked, feeling a little
hurt.

“
Not
like that, sis.
”

“
But
I am. So, let
’
s make a
deal. If they come after me, I tell them nothing and you do nothing. You do
nothing to get me back. Let them kill me.
”

“
That
’
s the least of what they
’
ll do,
”
Kami said.

Keira gasped. She rushed and
slapped the beer bottle from Kami
’
s
hand. The bottle hit the floor and shattered.

“
Hey!
”
Kami yelled.
“
Fuck. Keira.
”

“
Fuck
off,
”
Keira said.
“
I
’
m
out of here.
”

She stormed from the back and
grabbed her bag. She tossed it over her shoulder and went to the front of the
bar, something she never did. Her plan was to ask Jake to take her home. Or
escort her home. Or whatever. Then she could drag him inside -
and he wouldn
’
t put up a fight
-
and then she could waste the rest of the night away the right way.  Like a wild
fantasy come to life.

For a second, Keira caught herself
smiling.

Then she made it out to the front of
the bar.

There was Jake, standing at one of
the pool tables. He had a beer and had the attention of Hale, Pitt, and Ax.
Yeah, Ax, the guy Jake had knocked out earlier. That
’
s how the biker life went. Ax was probably asking
Jake for pointers on how to fight. Or maybe Jake was trying to get information
on the
snake pit.

But that wasn
’
t all
…

There were three woman at the other
end of the pool table. One bitch grabbed a stick and walked around the table.
Cut off jeans into shorts, the pockets hanging down. A shirt that was made for
someone half her age. Everything blonde, fake, and Keira figured the bitch
probably acted stupid for attention.

Bitch? You
’
re calling a stranger a
bitch? Why?

Keira never felt jealousy for
anything.

Then the woman -
the bitch
-
offered the pool stick to Jake and then had him standing behind her to help
take a shot. She thrust her ass back against him and wiggled it, looking back,
smiling.

“
Fuck
this,
”
Keira whispered and
she stormed for the door.

Outside, she rushed to her car. She
half expected to have Kami chase after her. To demand she stay. If he did, she
would have stayed. She knew it was dangerous to leave the bar, even with Rusted
Devil in its frail state.

Then she thought of Jake standing
behind that bitch. Like the woman didn
’
t
know how to use a fucking pool stick, right? Bullshit. She just wanted to
wiggle her tight little ass against Jake. And it would probably work for him,
too. He
’
d probably get
hard, keep throwing back beer and whiskey, and then end up fucking her.

By the time Keira got to her car,
she was livid. Part of her considered driving the car right into the bar.

But she went home.

Home
in the sense that she
had a kitchen, bathroom, and a bedroom. Not the
home
Keira had always
wanted to have. A regular home. A home with a regular family.

Nothing about her life was regular
though.

And it only got worse.

When she opened the door and
stepped inside, she was greeted by a stranger
…
who was holding a gun.

ten
.

Jake felt the chick pressing her
ass against him. For Christ
’
s
sake, any decent man would get hard. Yeah, Jake was a decent man, but he didn
’
t like it. She wore too much
makeup, pushed her tits up too much, and she tried way too damn hard. Hell, if
she wanted it that bad she could have just grabbed at his dick and nodded.

Then again
…

Fucking Keira.

Fucking everything.

Jake wished he would have had a few
more minutes with Keira. Then he could have gotten it all out of his system.
Turned her around and fucked her in the bathroom. Instead, he had her lingering
on him. He couldn
’
t stop
thinking of her and she was a very welcomed distraction because Rusted Devil MC
was in bad shape.

Nobody knew their thumbs from their
dicks and nobody had a real plan on what to do about the cartel. Talking to
Hale, Rex, and Petey (the guy who ran the finances for the MC) proved that
everyone had an opinion but took no action.

There was supposed to be a drop off
and pick up
…
and that
’
s when the cartel attacked. The
press of a button and Rusted Devil were on their ass, almost completely wiped
out. They all feared the cartel would be back again. Not that Jake gave a damn,
just as long as the cartel didn
’
t
try anything with pushing into Frelen and Back Down Devil territory.

“
I
can
’
t get it right,
”
the woman said and wiggled her
ass.

Jake pushed her out of the way and
grabbed his beer. He went right to the bar, right to Apollo. The President sat
there, deep in thought. Jake wanted to trust in the judgment of a man who wore
the patch, but he needed proof.

“
I
’
m not going to fuck around, Apollo,
”
Jake said.
“
I
’
m
here to patch in and to fight. But I want to know about the cartel and what the
fuck happened.
”

“
You
talk like you know way too much,
”
Apollo said.

“
I
’
ve heard stories. I don
’
t drink at normal bars, Apollo.
I
’
ve shared the bar with
lots of rough guys. I
’
ve
heard plenty. You have guys pushing north, right? You worked a deal and they
’
re fucking you.
”

“
Perhaps,
”
Apollo said.
“
We got plenty up front. Built a
new warehouse. Worked out distribution.
”

“
Then
they took it back,
”
Jake
said.

“
Yeah.
”

“
Why?
”

“
That
’
s what keeps me up at night,
”
Apollo said.
“
That
’
s why when you go into the
snake pit
, you
better come out alive. We need the cash. I have a guy who owes me a favor. I
’
m stocking up on guns and
sending a message to the cartel.
”

“
What
message is that?
”
Jake
asked.

“
Don
’
t fuck with us. We
’
ll keep rebuilding. The deal is
over, Jake. That
’
s why I
think they
’
re pushing at
us. We did everything and then some. So they wipe us out. Make us scramble.
”

“
You
send guys to other towns?
”

“
Yeah,
”
Apollo said.
“
Lost a few guys that way. Just
trying to pick up cash. You know
…”
Apollo rubbed his chin.
“…
I could give the cartel some intel on other MC
’
s.
I could sell the fucking whole lot of them out. I know guys in Coast Road MC
are using the water to move drugs. Those thugs in Eight Under and like roaches.
Then the top dog of it all
…
Back Down Devil MC. You ever hear of them?
”

“
I
’
ve heard of a lot,
”
Jake said.

“
Yeah,
well, last I heard, they
’
re
in trouble. Local PD is coming at them hard. Some old deals are crumbling.
Fuck, we could sweep in and knock them back.
”

“
So
what
’
s stopping you?
”
Jake asked.

“
Right
now? You.
”

“
Me?
”

“
We
need the cash,
”
Apollo
said.

“
No
pressure, huh?
”
Jake said.
He ordered another drink.

Apollo stood up.
“
I
’
ll
make it simple.
”
He put a
hand to Jake
’
s shoulder.
“
You
’
re either to live or die. If you die in the
snake
pit
, there
’
s nothing.
We won
’
t take your body. We
’
ll leave you there to become
bones. If you make it out with a loss on your back, just put a bullet in your
head, because either me or Kami will do it. If you win and we win the cash
…”
Apollo grinned.

He never finished his sentence. He
walked away, the shadow of darkness down the hallway from the bar eating him
up.

When Jake turned, Kami stood a foot
away.

“
Christ,
”
Jake said.
“
You trying to pinch me?
”

“
I
need a favor,
”
Kami said.

“
What?
”

“
How
much have you had to drink?
”

“
A
little.
”

“
You
good to ride?
”

“
I
’
m always good to ride, Kami.
What
’
s wrong?
”

“
I
got into a fight with Keira. Said some shit I shouldn
’
t have. This cartel thing
…”

“
What
happened?
”
Jake asked.

Easy, man. Don
’
t look so eager.

“
Just
some bullshit,
”
Kami said.
“
Can you go check on her? Make
sure she got home okay?
”

“
Yeah,
sure,
”
Jake said.
“
Was kind of hoping to talk about
things though.
”

“
You
talked to Apollo?
”

“
Yeah.
”

“
Then
you already know everything you
’
re
supposed to know,
”
Kami
said.
“
So you can either
get drunk and fuck some chick, or you can do me a favor.
”

Jake looked around the bar as
though he was considering what to do. Inside, he was already on a motorcycle,
flying through the streets, trying to find Keira.

“
I
don
’
t have a ride,
”
Jake said.
“
I hitched and walked here,
remember?
”

“
I
’
ve got you covered, brother,
”
Kami said.

Brother.
A sign of respect.

Kami presented Jake with a set of
keys.
“
Third from the left
right outside the bar,
”
Kami said.
“
Full tank. Part
of my collection. She
’
s
yours for now.
”

Jake and Kami bumped fists.
“
Thanks, Kami. Hey, this cartel
stuff
…
this is serious. Why
did you guys vote it in?
”

“
Cash,
”
Kami said.
“
Dumb cash. We had a rough
stretch with some of the locals coming down on us. Some political shit happened
and it restructured the jurisdictions for three counties. That put eyes and
heat on us. So we thought we
’
d
have cash and protection. They just wanted a path for distribution.
”

“
And
you guys fought back,
”
Jake
said.

“
Is
there any other way to do it?
”
Kami asked with a grin.
“
You
fucking live to die, brother. And then you die to live. We aren
’
t running out of town. I
’
ll die right here.
”

Jake nodded. He was starting to respect
Rusted Devil more and more now. They had made a couple bad decisions but it
didn
’
t seem they were out
there trying to hurt anyone. They weren
’
t
expanding into other territories. They weren
’
t
leading the cartel from club to club, destroying everyone. They were in trouble
and unsure what to do.

Right then and there Jake knew he
could have went to the spot where he buried his leather cut and leave a note
for Back Down Devil MC. Tell them that if anything Rusted Devil MC needed
support to keep the cartel back. If that happened, Jake knew the ending. Miller
would call him back to the clubhouse and they
’
d
wait for the cartel to finish off Rusted Devil MC. Then the cartel would have
whatever distribution channel they wanted and they
’
d stay away. Or Miller would give the go to attack
Rusted Devil MC and patch over as Back Down Devil MC to hold the line against
the cartel.

Either way, it put Keira in danger.

That
’
s
all Jake thought about as he rode the dark and quiet streets, following the
directions Kami had given him. He wanted to know more about Keira and he wanted
her to get the hell out of town. Hell, maybe even go to the Back Down Devil MC
clubhouse for protection.

Are you serious?

It needed to stop. The thoughts
needed to stop for good. Keira was beautiful and the only reason she was stuck
in Jake
’
s head was because
he hadn
’
t fucked her. There
was  one easy way to fix all of it.

Jake throttled the motorcycle and
sped up. He gritted his teeth.

The new plan for tonight?

Get to Keira
’
s apartment and finish
what had been started earlier in the day.