The Savage Outlaw (Sins of Fire Real Anarchy West #4)

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

The Voyeur Variable

S o far he’s been covered in blood, scared me, threatened to break my hands, caught me when I started to pass out a little, held me against him as a way to protect me from other bikers, and has demanded I spend the night.

Eden only managed another sip or two of the whiskey. Her lips, tongue, throat, and stomach burned like she had swallowed fire.

In her mind she replayed her entire night as if she hadn’t shown up to the outlaw bikers’ clubhouse. She had that awful sense of crushing reality the moment she saw Priest and that blood all over him. Like a cloak had been pulled away, revealing the truth. Her silly mind playing tricks on her, leaving her to believe that she could just show up and Priest would be thoughtful and caring and help her.

“They’re going to keep fighting for a while, doll,” Priest said, breaking up Eden’s thoughts. “Slade will start collecting money. Got to pay the bills around here somehow, right?”

Eden didn’t respond.

“Normally I’d be in there. I’m a cash king for the club when it comes to fights. I never lose. Tempting to get out there. What do you think, nurse ?”

“Go for it,” Eden said. “Go get punched in the head, even just once, and watch what happens. You think a coma was bad? Try permanent brain damage.”

“A lot of the guys around here already think I have that.”

“Wow. Such a funny thing to say. You want to end up unable to ride your motorcycle?”

Priest chuckled.

Eden curled her lip. “What’s so funny about that?”

“The way you said it. So proper. So innocent. You don’t know the first fucking thing about this life.”

“Of course I don’t. I’m a nurse. You know what, Priest? This is kidnapping. You’re holding me against my will.”

“Call the police then. Call for help. Watch what happens if a fucking cop shows up here.”

Chills attacked Eden once more. There was no escape.

Or maybe Eden didn’t actually want to escape.

She thought about her apartment. There was a chance that Cody would be lingering around. Waiting to mess with her. Waiting to attack her.

“You keep fading out like that, doll,” Priest said. “You think I don’t know what’s on your mind?”

“I think I’ve had too much to drink,” Eden lied. “And I don’t want to watch anymore violence.” That statement was at least true.

“I’ve had my fill too, doll. If I’m not going to get in there and get fucked up and bloody, why bother watching? Let’s go.”

Priest turned and took Eden with him. His grip was something fierce. Not even trying to grab or hold her and he had strength she never knew someone could possess. He tossed her around like she weighed nothing, and it wasn’t him wanting to do so. His right hand held her hip, thumb at the small of her back, fingers around the front of her leg. Touching and pushing at spots that made her tingle in other spots. A natural kind of reaction, maybe. One she would have preferred to not feel, but the whiskey and anxiety and a whole bunch of other emotions made it next to impossible to sort everything out.

Plus, there was no denying that someone as big and strong as Priest offering up a sense of protection wasn’t sexy. Eden couldn’t help but think of Priest destroying Cody.

But what does that mean?

What have I done?

What will Priest do to Cody, if anything at all?

These guys aren’t really the type to just scare someone… are they?

Oh… fuck…

Priest took Eden into the sacred clubhouse. The only reason Eden knew the place was sacred was because of Liv and her obsession with the shows she watched.

Inside the clubhouse it was the same as the outside. Bikers, booze, and boobs everywhere. From behind the bar, Maggie climbed up and over the bar and ran at Priest. To Eden she was short, pretty, and had perky boobs that bounced inside her tight SOFRAW cut-off T-shirt. She jumped into Priest’s arms.

Suddenly, Eden felt forgotten. She looked to her right at the clubhouse door, wondering if she had an opening to—

Priest’s right hand grabbed the back of her jeans and he gave a hard tug. Eden’s entire body jerked and she felt her panties cut between her ass cheeks.

A blood covered outlaw just gave me a wedgie…

“Maggie, I want you to meet someone,” Priest said. “This is the nurse that kept me alive.”

Maggie wiggled out of Priest’s grasp and threw her arms around Eden’s neck. It was unexpected and Eden just stood there frozen.

“Thank you for all you do,” Maggie said. “Your job must be insane.”

“Yours must be too,” Eden said as she watched a scene of a topless woman on top of a biker.

Maggie looked and laughed. “Oh, yeah. Skylar and Custer have been going at it all night. She’s just teasing him. I think that’s how he likes it.”

“Old bastard can’t get hard I bet,” Priest said. “Two beers, Maggie. Eden and I have to clean up and talk.”

Maggie climbed back over the bar and retrieved two cold beers. Priest grabbed both with one hand.

As they walked by Custer and Skylar, Priest leaned down and said, “Nice to see you too, old man.”

Custer turned his head, smiling with the drunkest eyes Eden had ever seen.

“He’s alive! Back from the dead!” Custer howled.

Literally howled. He threw his head back and made a drunken wolf sound. Eden didn’t intend on looking at Skylar’s large breasts, but it was hard not to.

“Good luck with him,” Priest said to Skylar.

Skylar puckered her lips at Priest. Then she went back to giving Custer the attention of her large chest. Priest tugged at Eden again and they were on their way.

Eden felt her heart racing faster by the second. It felt like being in the devil’s lair and going deeper by the second. No longer outside. No longer breathing non-outlaw oxygen . The clubhouse had a very distinct smell.

Finally Priest opened a door. He pushed Eden in and her nose felt attacked once more with only the smells an outlaw could provide. A distinct scent of musk, leather, a mild touch of cologne, and maybe the smell of… sex …

Priest handed Eden a beer. “Sorry about the blood on your shirt.”

“I have so many questions but I don’t want to know.”

“Oh, you want to know, doll,” Priest whispered with a growl. “You desperately want to fucking know. Start with a shower though. Get yourself cleaned up.”

Priest walked to a dresser and opened a random drawer. Eden found herself curling her lip, telling herself there was no way in hell she would accept clothing from another woman. Not some biker slut. Or some ex of Priest’s.

When Priest turned, he tossed a shirt at her.

“A little oversized for you, but you’ll look sexy as fuck in it,” he said.

The T-shirt smelled just like Priest. She unfolded it and saw SOFRAW written in big white letters across the chest.

“I have some panties in here too if you’re interested,” Priest said with a grin. “Some are clean. Some aren’t.”

“That’s fucking disgusting,” Eden said, frowning as her stomach turned.

“Did I invite you here? No. You showed up.”

“And I want to leave.”

“Go take a shower, doll,” Priest said, pointing to a half open door.

Eden glanced and saw the shower. It did feel comforting. Not that she planned on taking a shower in a biker clubhouse. But she really did want to get her shirt off and clean up a little. Wearing the blood from a stranger wasn’t uncommon to her, but this setting was far different.

“It’s clean, Eden,” Priest said.

Eden.

She sucked in a breath at the sound of her name coming from Priest’s mouth. Chills didn’t move through her body but rather between her legs. That made her move, quickly.

Once in the bathroom, Eden turned the lock on the door only to find it spun completely around.

The lock was broken. Priest could enter at any time.

She sighed and debated what to do now. Just changing her shirt didn’t feel like enough. She needed to rinse herself off. Doing it in the bathroom sink felt like an annoying task. The whiskey in her brain dared her to just strip naked and step into the shower with pride.

Fuck it, the whiskey told her. You’re a sexy nurse. You have curves where women are supposed to have curves. You’re hot, Eden! Go for it! So what if the outlaw walks into the bathroom? So what if he steps into the shower with you? It’s not like you haven’t seen his huge dick before, right?

Eden sighed, closed her eyes, and hurried to take her clothes off. She left her shirt and panties away from her bra and jeans. She would go without panties for one night and survive just fine. She’d leave both the bloodstained shirt and her panties behind for Priest. She wanted to be grossed out at that though of what Priest would do with her panties, but it made her feel giddy and made her blush.

Quickly, Eden stepped into the shower, only to then turn on the water. The first blast of water was cold and made her yelp. She covered her mouth, thinking for sure Priest would kick down the unlocked door and see her standing in the shower, fully naked. In some odd way it made sense if he saw her naked. After all, she had seen him.

His… dick… his piercing…

She removed the metal piercing from Priest’s dick with her latex covered hands.

The shower water warmed up and then became scalding hot. Just the right temperature for Eden. That hot, skin peeling temperature that made her sigh and would definitely wash away anything that had recently happened. She again caught herself fantasizing if she had just stayed home or slept at Liv’s place. Or better yet, at Sophia’s place. Her life would be much calmer.

She pictured herself sitting on the loveseat in Sophia’s living room, reading a book with the small light next to her turned on. A cup of hot tea next to her, the smell of honey and lemon flirting with her nose. Instead, she was in the shower of a ruthless outlaw.

She locked off the questions that would have scared her even more.

Whose blood was that?

Is that person dead?

Are these bikers really that violent and deadly?

There’s no way they could get away with this…

Eden put her face into the water to shut her brain up. After a few minutes she looked at the door once again, hating herself that a sense of slight disappointment hit her that Priest had not opened the door. Maybe the outlaw had some respect after all.

Eden shut off the water and dried herself with a towel that was hung up next to the shower. It smelled clean, fresh, with the subtle scent of Priest.

As she rubbed the towel across her body, she found herself strangely aroused. Touching her own breasts like she had done a million times, lifting them to dry underneath, nothing out of the ordinary, and she watched as her nipples grew harder. They suddenly felt achy and tender. In need. Signals raced down her body, between her legs, making Eden close her legs tight, taking a few deep breaths, desperate to calm down. Last thing she wanted was to step out of the bathroom and give any indication to Priest that something was on her mind.

She assumed guys like Priest could smell a woman’s desire. Like a lion smelling prey from miles away.

Eden finished drying herself and then got dressed. Jeans with no panties, a bra, and the SOFRAW T-shirt.

She wiped her hand across the fogged up mirror and looked at herself. She sort of felt like a badass. Wearing a biker’s shirt.

Wonder what Cody would think of this…

That took her right back to the reality and reason of her visit.

She opened the bathroom door, ready to confess everything to Priest. What she saw made her freeze in place and cover her mouth. She saw Priest’s bare ass. Two muscular ass cheeks flexing over and over. His jeans down around his ankles.

The sound of skin slapping together started to echo in Eden’s head. She then saw the woman Priest was fucking. Her legs up in the air, spread wide, Priest’s huge right hand holding the woman’s left inner thigh. The sound of his body pumping at her. The sound of her muffled screams of intense pleasure as Priest’s throbbing dick reached depths that no other person could possibly reach.

Priest’s left hand held a pillow over the woman’s face. Probably to keep her quiet. Or maybe it was some kind of sick fantasy for Priest.

Eden saw the size and shape of the woman’s large breasts and knew it was Skylar. Her breasts were unmistakable. Plus, Priest had made a comment about Custer not being able to get hard.

Eden kept blinking, thinking the scene would change and that she was just imagining this. It was real. Really real. The angle she was at, she could not really see much of Priest’s dick.

A part of her desperately wanted to see. Wanted to see him thick and hard, glistening with the wetness from Skylar. It made Eden’s toes curl. She’d never watched two people fuck like this before.

Priest went hard. Really hard. His ass flexed. The muscles in the backs of his legs flexed. The muscles in his arms and forearms…

Eden looked past the scene for a moment, only to catch Priest’s reflection in the mirror. Priest stared at her from the reflection. He knew she was watching. Heat raced throughout Eden’s entire body.

Priest didn’t stop at all. He just kept fucking Skylar. He smiled at Eden.

Eden hurried to jump back into the bathroom and shut the door. She twisted the lock and it spun all the way around again, the reminder that the door did not lock. She ran to the sink and splashed cold water on her face and took a few more breaths.

She reached for the bottle of beer, which was now coated with sweat. She drank the entire thing in one big bubbly gulp. After tossing the bottle into the trash, Eden took another bath towel and folded it up onto the floor and sat down, her back against the wall.

When she heard the loud groan from out in the bedroom, she knew Priest had removed the pillow from Skylar’s face. Allowing Skylar to groan, moan, whimper, and scream Priest’s name loudly and freely. Done on purpose. To tease Eden.

Eden covered her ears and put her head back against the wall. She wasn’t a seasoned drinker like the bikers, meaning between the whiskey and the chugging of an entire beer put her over the edge.

Eden was drunk. Listening to Priest fuck Skylar. Desperate to fight away anything that resembled jealousy. Because Eden did not want Priest to fuck her. She just wanted him to maybe kill her psycho ex.

Was that so much to ask?