STEEL TEMPTATION (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (8 page)

“
Jesus.
”

“
Yeah.
”

“
What
are you going to do after I tell you?
”

“
Truthfully?
You
’
re getting set free
tomorrow. Back to your car. We
’
re
going to follow you and then you
’
re
going to come back to us. You
’
re
going to earn trust around here.
”

“
You
trust me though.
”

“
I
never said that.
”

“
I
can see it in your eyes,
”
Mia
said.

“
You
can
’
t see shit in my eyes.
”

“
Then
what are you thinking?
”

“
What
your tits look like,
”
Nate
said.
“
About tearing those
jeans off your body and seeing what color panties you
’
re wearing. Then rip those fucking panties right
off your body and get between those legs. Is that what you want to hear?
”

Mia hated to admit it, but she
liked hearing it. She didn
’
t
need some story from a wealthy guy about his car, summer house, or yacht. The
dirty words coming from Nate
’
s
dirty mouth made her wet. And yet she was still chained to a wall. And yet her
life was still in the balance.

“
Give
me everything,
”
Nate said.

“
Red.
”

“
Red?
What the fuck
…”

“
My
panties. They
’
re red. Look
if you want.
”

Mia teased Nate as she lifted
herself a little off the ground. Nate reached forward and touched the top of
her jeans. When his bare fingers touched her bare skin, she shivered.
Everything began tight, hard, and between her legs she was an uncomfortable
mess. She tried to control her breathing to not give away how turned on she
was.

Nate pulled at the top of her jeans
and saw her panties.
Red.

“
Okay,
”
Nate said.
“
The rest?
”

“
My
uncle,
”
Mia confessed.

“
Who
is your uncle?
”

“
Jake.
A judge. You
…”

“
Fuck,
”
Nate growled. He stood up.
“
Your uncle is the judge?
”

“
The
judge
?
”
Mia asked.

Nate ran a hand through his hair.
He then pulled out his gun.

Mia let out a whimper.
“
Shit. What
…”

“
I
’
m counting to ten. At ten, I
shoot. Unless you give me enough information. Go. One
…”

“
Holy
shit,
”
Mia said.
“
Wait
…”

“
Two
…”

“
My
uncle is a judge. I don
’
t
know what he does other than that. I mean, I have nothing to do with his
…”

“
Three
…”

“
Fuck.
Nate. He calls me when he needs my help with illegal poker games.
”

“
Four
…”

“
He
holds them in underground places like this. In town. Like on the outskirts. It
’
s always big time businessmen
and authorities and stuff. Okay?
”

“
Five
…”

“
I
usually just waitress for the night. He trusts me that I won
’
t say anything. Apparently I look
good mostly naked. My boss at the club wants me to strip. But he says I need
new tits
…”

“
Six
…”

“
Uncle
Jake called me and said he needed me. I
’
m
fucking broke, okay?
”

“
Seven
…”

“
I
showed up and he told me I needed to follow you guys. That
’
s it. Just follow and tell
…”

“
Eight
…”

“
Stop!
”
Mia cried out.
“
Just stop! I
’
m telling you.
”

“
Nine
…”

“
Nate!
Please. I
’
m begging you. He
told me to follow you and I did! That
’
s
it. I never trailed anyone before except an ex who was cheating. So I guess I
suck at it
…”

“
Ten.
”

Mia
’
s
jaw snapped shut.

Nate hesitated and then put his gun
away.
“
That
’
s everything?
”

“
Yeah.
”

“
He
sends you to do this shit?
”

“
Yeah.
”

“
He
’
s your uncle?
”

“
Step
uncle, but, yeah
…”

“
He
fuck you?
”

“
Christ,
no. Never.
”

“
Has
he tried to?
”

“
No.
I would never
…”

“
You
know, he tried to kill me.
”

Mia felt her jaw fall to the floor.
“
What
…”

“
That
’
s why you were sent to follow
us. Me. There
’
s some dirty
things going on around here, babe. You picked a fucked up time to help your
uncle out.
”

Mia felt the emotion hit her again.

This time, Nate let her cry.

After a couple minutes Mia looked
up at Nate. He was like a statue, not even caring now.

“
Why
are you crying? Because you got caught?
”
he asked.

“
No.
Because I
’
m not going to
survive this, am I?
”

“
Honestly?
Probably not.
”

eight.

Nate didn
’
t want her to get to him. But she was. Damn,
everything about her was real. Her words, emotions, fears. Even her tears were
real. She was terrified to be there, chained to the wall, like the club would
do to guys who deserved to be gutted.

Mia didn
’
t deserve that.

She had no idea what she was
getting involved with right now.

“
I
’
ll be back,
”
Nate said.

He turned and went to the door. As
he left the room, he left Mia whimpering to herself. It brought back haunting
memories of an old life. When Nate used to be a chunk of muscle for some guys who
were really fucking dark, who would do really bad things.

Halfway up the ramp to the compound
ground, Miller and Gaige waited.

“
It
’
s bad,
”
Nate said.

“
Define
bad,
”
Gaige said.

“
Her
uncle is the judge.
”

“
Fuck,
”
Miller growled.
“
So she fucking knew
…”

“
No,
”
Nate said.
“
She didn
’
t. He brings her in to waitress at underground poker
games.
”

“
Fucking
hell,
”
Gaige said.
“
Didn
’
t we just have prospects busting those up? There
’
s more now? Under our nose?
”

“
He
’
s got connections deep,
”
Miller said.
“
Rightfully so. He
’
s a judge, right? So what do we
do, Nate?
”

“
You
’
re the President,
”
Nate said.
“
I say we let her fly in the
morning and tail her. Make her come back. She
’
s
emotional. She doesn
’
t want
any of this. She needs it.
”

“
Why?
”
Gaige asked.

“
Money.
”

“
She
’
s a fucking whore,
”
Miller said.

Nate felt rage. He suppressed it.
Someone calling Mia a whore shouldn
’
t
bother him.

“
I
don
’
t like any of this,
”
Gaige said.
“
I say we take her and make it
known we have her. That
’
s
it. We hold the power.
”

“
Until
phone calls are made,
”
Nate
said.
“
Favors called in. Jesus
Christ, man, we have to approach all this with care. This isn
’
t another club. This is
…
authority. I know we stand on
our own, but they have
…”

Miller cracked his knuckles and
walked toward Nate.
“
Fuck
this.
”

He breezed by Nate and Nate chased
after Miller.
“
What are you
doing?
”

“
Making
my position known.
”

“
Miller
…
she
’
s
…”

Miller grabbed the door handle and
opened the door. When Mia saw him, she kicked back and shook her head.

“
No.
Don
’
t kill me. I did what
he said. I told everything. Fuck, Nate
…
you said
…”

“
Relax,
”
Miller growled.
“
Where
’
s your cell?
”

“
My
phone? My pocket.
”

“
Get
it,
”
Miller said to Nate.

Nate crouched and slipped his hand
into Mia
’
s pocket. He
looked at her and watched her face turn red. The feel of her leg
…
through her jeans
…
thinking about her red panties
…
.

Nate got the phone and handed it
back to Miller.

“
Here
’
s what you
’
re going to do,
”
Miller send.
“
Sent a text to your uncle. Tell
them that you
’
re still
following us. That we left Frelen. Make it worth my time.
”

Mia nodded.
“
Of course.
”

Miller put a hand to Nate
’
s shoulder.
“
This son of a bitch saved your
life tonight. If we had a vote, you
’
d
be dead by now. But Nate insisted on it. That he
’
d
talk to you. You don
’
t want
to be in this, do you?
”

“
No,
”
Mia said.
“
I just help with the poker
games.
”

“
Right.
Those too. We
’
ll need to
address that when the time comes.
”
Miller crouched down.
“
What
I
’
m saying to you, sweet
thing, is that you
’
re not
going anywhere. You may drive that car of yours, but you
’
re not free. You
’
ve
never been free and you never will be free. The only thing you can get from us
is protection. Which is damn good. Really damn good. Because the second you
slip up, or piss me off, you
’
re
dead. I don
’
t care if you
’
ve got tits and a pussy, I don
’
t wear this patch for no reason.
Understand?
”

“
Yes,
”
Mia said.

Miller put the phone down in front
of Mia, just out of her reach. He stood up and looked at Nate.
“
You let her keep her fucking
phone? She could have called
…”

“
Yeah,
my fuck up,
”
Nate said.

“
What
happened with those prospects?
”
Gaige asked.

“
They
tried doing stuff to her,
”
Nate said.
“
Instead of
guarding.
”

“
Fair
enough,
”
Miller said. He
threw a fist at Nate
’
s
shoulder. It felt like a rock hit him.
“
You
’
re staying here tonight then.
You keep an eye on things.
”
Miller looked at Mia.
“
Cuddle
up close.
”
He laughed and
winked.

“
I
’
ll bring you some beer,
”
Gaige said.
“
Hang tight, brother.
”

“
Maybe
some food?
”
Nate asked.

“
Yeah,
”
Gaige said.
“
Sure thing.
”

“
Make
sure she sends that text,
”
Miller said.

They shut the door and Nate was
alone with Mia again. He dropped to his ass and grabbed the cell. He turned it
on and opened the messages.

“
Who
’
s Chris?
”
Nate asked.

“
My
boss.
”

“
You
fuck him?
”

“
No.
”

“
Have
you fucked anyone?
”

“
No.
I
’
m a virgin.
”

“
Oh?
”

Mia smiled.
“
No, I
’
m
not a virgin. I just haven
’
t
fucked my boss or my step uncle yet. Sorry.
”

“
No,
that
’
s good,
”
Nate said.
“
Here, send the text. Let me read
it before you send it.
”

Mia typed at the screen and then
showed it to Nate.

“
Send
it,
”
he said.

It was sent and Nate grabbed the
phone from her hand. He slid it across the floor. Then he looked at her again.
“
You
’
re fucking beautiful. How the hell did this happen
to you?
”

“
What
about you?
”
Mia asked Nate.
“
You could have had a
different path.
”

“
I
did. Darker than this. Miller saved my ass. Did a favor for him and the MC to
get my cut and patches. So I know something about turning your back on other
people. Ones you love. Family. It
’
s
hard to do.
”

“
Yeah,
”
Mia said.
“
Well, I didn
’
t have family growing up. Uncle
Jake controlled everything. My father was never part of my life. Uncle Jake
forced my mother into so many rehabs she ended up just killing herself.
”

“
Thought
he was your step uncle?
”

“
He
is. My mother married a guy named Chet. If you want to know, Chet tried to fuck
me. Twice. I fought him off both times.
”

“
Fuck,
babe. I
’
m, uh, sorry
…”

Nate watched Mia look up and strain
her eyes, trying not to cry.

“
You
don
’
t have to talk about
this shit,
”
Nate said.
“
We
’
re
good here. Like this. Get some sleep. You
’
re
up in the morning and back on the road.
”

Mia sucked in a breath.
“
Okay. I didn
’
t choose this shit, Nate. And if
…
if you really did stick up for
me
…”

Mia
’
s
eyes were big and beautiful. Her eyes almost changed color, somehow, becoming
darker, more seductive. She definitely had a wild side about her. That much
Nate could sense. Fuck, he could smell it on her.

“
I
stuck up for you,
”
Nate
said.

Mia leaned toward him.
“
Thank you.
”

She kept coming. The chains rattled
on the floor. Her hand reached out and touched his cheek. Her nails gently
scratched at his cheek.

Nate had enough of this shit.

He moved in and kissed her.

Enemy or not, she was fucking
beautiful. Her lips were pouty and he wanted to taste them.

So he fucking did.

He kissed her once, twice, then
pulled back.

Her cheeks were flush again.
“
Shit
…”

“
Yeah,
”
Nate said.

He moved in again and kissed her,
this time harder. He inched toward her and grabbed her hand off his face. He
put his hand to her face, then to the back of her neck. Keeping her close,
tight, he opened his mouth, needing to taste that tongue of hers.

Controlling the kiss, Nate devoured
her mouth. She let out sighs and whimpers, her body going limp, collapsing into
him and his kiss. It was only supposed to be a hot kiss, nothing more.

Nate hurried and moved his hand down
her neck to her chest. He squeezed over her shirt, his hand easily eating up
her entire breast. It made him think about Mia
’
s
word dumping on him
…
that
her boss told her she needed bigger tits.

Fuck that.

Nate loved women just the way they
were built. Everything perfectly custom and enjoyable. His hand twitched as his
mind reminded him of those red panties. So he moved his hand again. Down to the
bottom of her shirt. His thumb flicked at the button on her jeans, easily
opening them.

You
’
re really doing this?
This bitch followed you. She could be setting you up right now
…

Nate couldn
’
t stop himself. His hand slipped into Mia
’
s jeans, over her panties. Down
along the warmth of her center, his fingers curled around her panties, pressing
against her. His fingertips found the lacy edges and pulling them aside gave
him access her to soft, moist folds. The second his fingers touched her, Mia
thrust. Jumping, groaning, her head falling back.

Staying with the moment, Nate
kissed at her neck. Her sweet neck. Running his lips up and down her once and
pulling away. He looked down, seeing his hands in her jeans. The tips of his
middle and ring fingers made circles against her tender pussy.

“
Fuck,
yes,
”
she purred.

Mia reached between Nate
’
s legs and gripped him. Her
small hand posed no threat to what he had hidden in his jeans. She cupped,
squeezed, then grabbed at his belt buckle. Nate knew how this was going to end.
If he opened his jeans he was going to plow into her. Right here in this
shitty, concrete room. Where so many people had been tortured and killed.

Fuck.

With his other hand, Nate grabbed
the bottom of Mia
’
s shirt.
He pulled it up with force, his fingertips slicing under her bra. He ripped it
up to her chin, exposing her perfect little tits. Her nipples were small,
pointed, her tits creamy and made for sucking on.