Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
JACK
The wind whips around as we ride down the highway toward Gainesville.
We are on a hunt, looking for some dumb fucking punk who took a loan from some people and then bolted so he didn’t have to pay it back. Unlucky for this sucker, Maverick found him. Now we are on our way to catch the little shit, get the money back, and give him a little beating to show him that ripping people off is not a good thing to do, especially when they have the money to pay people like the Rugged Hunters to find them and cause some pain as a reminder.
Royal is next to me, with Lennox and Silas just behind us.
Over the past few days, I have had Lilith on my mind. I even dream about her when I go to sleep, causing me to wake up with my cock hard and throbbing.
I come to images of her taking me into her hot mouth, or her riding me as I watch her big tits bounce.
She sent me a text last night, telling me that her screwed-up mother accepted her plus-one request, so I finally got me a fucking date with Lilith, one I will not waste. I plan on teasing her, making her know that I want her, but I will not touch her unless she asks or begs, whichever comes first.
People see me as the quiet one of the club, next to Finan, but I like my sex dirty, and I fucking love dirty talk. Judging by the way Lilith’s eyes dilated when I told her what I wanted to do to her, I think she likes a little dirty too.
I will give her sweet and slow if she asks for it, the dirty is not a need for me.
My only need is her.
My dick thickens behind my zipper, so I try to shake off the images of Lilith screaming my name as she comes all over me.
Royal signals for us to pull off at the next exit. We all follow him, until we stop at a gas station.
“I need to piss,” my twin groans, dismounting his bike.
“Same, and some snacks; my gut is going to eat itself,” Silas adds his whining.
“Fuck me, I am surrounded by toddlers,” I call out to them but follow, because I have to drain my begging bladder also.
Royal flips me off, making me laugh.
We hit the restrooms and finish up business before we enter the gas station store to load up on crappy food before we get on our way to Gainesville.
My phone beeps in my pocket as the guys pick up subs, and Royal being fucking Royal grabs a gas station hot dog. Man, he will be shitting for days once that gets into his system.
Checking my phone, I see that Maverick has found a new location for the cheeky fucker we are hunting today. This little shit is running from a loan shark, something that people should never fucking do.
“The guy has moved. Mav has tracked him to a motel. So it will be an easy pick up. Get in—he may or may not accidentally fall against the dresser in the room—then ride home, hand him over to the boss man, and we can get onto better things in life,” I state.
The guys look at me then nod.
“By better things in life, you mean a sweet and shy redhead who would give any man a toothache,” Lennox calls out with a smirk on his lips.
I grin at him.
“Did he tell you he is attending her cheating ex’s wedding, where the fucker is marrying her cousin who he cheated on her with?” Royal informs Lennox and Silas.
“Fuck off. For real, man?”
I nod at Silas. “Yeah. Lil came home from work and found him pounding into her cousin. Then told Lilith it was her fault because she fucked like a cadaver.”
“There is a special place in hell for cunts like him,” Lennox growls.
“Damn straight. Her mother is forcing her to go to this farce of a wedding. If you ask me, it is all for show, and I have no doubt that fucker is already cheating on Lil’s cousin.”
“Serves her right for doing the dirty to her cousin.”
I nod in agreement to what my brother says. It took everything in me not to go and hunt the prick down when I was told everything that had happened, and now even more so, knowing that they are forcing my girl to come and watch them get married, with her family sitting there smiling, completely ignoring what they did to her.
Lilith says that her father is nothing like the rest of her family, but I have to be pissed to some extent at him for not stepping up enough to protect his daughter. Giving her money to get her away from them all was not enough, he should make a stand and stop them from forcing Lilith to go to this wedding.
“You ready, brother?” Royal calls to me.
I nod and mount my bike.
We ride to the motel, my head thinking over all the different scenarios that could happen while we take this little shit down. I have to push any thought I carry of Lilith to the back of my mind and focus on getting the shit ton of money back from this guy.
“Lennox, you and Silas go around the back and check for any possible exits. Jack and I will check in with reception to find out which room he is in.”
The guys nod and head off behind the L-shaped building, while I follow behind Royal into the small reception area.
The sweet smell of blueberries hits my senses, and I see a young woman sitting behind the desk, smoking a vape. She is no older than twenty, maybe twenty-one, so I know how my twin will pull the information out of her.
As I think this, he plants one arm on the counter, smirking at the young girl. Her cheeks tint pink, her eyes widen taking him in, then her gaze shifts to me and her cheeks darken.
“Hey, sweetheart. We are looking for our friend. I was hoping you could help us” —he leans in, checking her name tag— “Noelle.”
She swallows then licks her lips, pushing to her feet.
“I am not allowed to give out guests’ information.”
“I know it’s not normal policy, but it is our friend’s birthday, and we wanted to surprise him. He has been down on his luck lately.” I hold back a laugh, hearing how low and smooth Royal is making his voice.
The perfect flirty tone, we have used it so many times over the years.
“No one will know,” he tries.
She still looks unsure, so I step in.
“We would never get a young lady like you in any trouble…” I pause. “Unless you like some trouble in your life, Noelle.” I wink.
Her eyes dilate, and I swear to fuck she sways back and forth, ‘swooning’ as the ladies of the club call it.
“Okay, what is his name?”
We give her the fucker’s name, but she shakes her head, already letting us know that he didn’t check in with his real name.
Royal looks to me, laughing.
“I knew he would do this. He is hiding from us so we can’t find him and make him go home to his surprise party.”
“Little shit,” I joke, adding a wide smile.
We wait, knowing that she will ask for a photo of the guy, lapping up our lies to help find him.
“Do you have a picture of him? Maybe I checked him in.”
Bingo. Fucking boom.
This is not our first hunt.
Royal shows her a photo and her eyes light up.
“Oh, I did check him in. He is in room 24.”
“You have been a great help, honey. We will make sure to tell his family that you helped to bring him home to celebrate his birthday.” She beams with pride from the praise that Royal is giving her.
I wink at her again, then leave, with Royal right behind me.
We make our way to the room, and with each step I scan the area, making sure that we are not in for any surprises. Been there, done that shit, and it hurt like a bitch. Being in the Rugged Hunters comes with a lot of risk and it comes in different levels, but each of us lives for this shit.
Royals slows his steps when we reach the second level of the structure. I nod at him, letting him know that I am ready. My gun is tucked away in the waistband of my jeans, but I think this guy will piss his pants and cry like a fucking bitch.
My brother knocks on the door.
“I have a delivery for I. P. Freely.”
I bite my lip to stop the laugh that bubbles up. Yeah, my brother is a Simpsons fan, so of fucking course he would use this shit to get the guy to open the door.
“I didn’t order nothing,” gets called from behind the door.
“Sorry, man, but I have a delivery for I. P. Freely. Are you sure it is not you?” Royal calls back, the smile in full force on his face as he holds his own laughter back.
“No, leave.”
“Mr. Freely, you will need to come to the door and confirm that you are not this person.”
We hear shuffling and my brother winks at me before mouthing, got him .
I nod and prepare myself for how ever he will react. We know never to take things for granted. The one time that you may think they will be harmless, they could pull a gun and fire out of fear.
The door swings open, and his eyes go wide when he clocks us, his gaze dropping to our patches. He goes to slam the door but Royal pushes his way through, making the guy fall backwards.
Tapping my ear, I let everyone know, “Got him. Room 24. Harmless.”
“I am n-not harmless, you pussy. Coming in here, two of you against one. Take me on, one-on-one, and I w-will show you harmless,” he rages but stumbles over his words.
Royal looks at me and nods in the guy’s direction.
“He can take you, brother.”
Staring at the little prick, I crack my neck from side to side, then I interlock my fingers and crack my knuckles. His eyes go wide, his mouth dropping open, as he stumbles backwards.
Stepping forward, I smirk at him.
“Come and take me. Be a big man and hit me; I am waiting, bitch.” I chuckle, motioning him to me with four fingers.
He stares at me for a little longer, making me think that he won’t do shit, so I give him an incentive.
Lennox and Silas arrive, and I look to them, grinning, then back to Royal.
“See, harmless.” I shrug.
The fucker growls and charges me, so I brace with my feet apart, and raise my fist. It connects with his jaw, his head snapping back with a resounding crunch. One upper-cut and the fucker is out cold on the floor.
“Easy.” Royal laughs, stepping over the prone body on the floor.
He checks his pulse, then steps over to the chair to collect the old leather duffle bag, before pulling the zipper open. Stacks and stacks of cash sit inside, and we do not know how much he has actually spent, but I know that the club will make up the total.
Hell, we are not even being paid for this hunt, but we did get a marker to call on. You are dumb as shit if you think you can borrow money from a loan shark and not pay it back.
“I am fucking starving for actual food, not some gas station shit,” Silas speaks up, rubbing his hand over his stomach.
“We passed a diner about twenty minutes ago; we can stop in there on the ride back,” Lennox informs us, and we nod.
Royal stuffs the duffle bag into the saddle bag on his bike, then we mount up and ride to get some good food in us before we ride home, back to our families.
Dom is staying with my parents tonight, so I will just sleep at the clubhouse. If Lilith and I were further along into our thing, I would go to her and get lost in her warm body.
The idea of burying myself inside of her makes my dick twitch behind my zipper.
I bet she tastes as sweet all over as her lips do.
Fuck, I can’t wait to taste her pussy, to have her come in my mouth, and scream my name.
“Shit,” I mutter, pressing down on my dick as I walk into the diner.
Royal looks over his shoulder at me, dropping his gaze to my crotch, then looking back to my face. Giving me the ‘we are talking about this shit’ look, we take a booth by the window to keep an eye on our bikes.
Within seconds, a young waitress comes to our table and by the way she is eye-fucking us, she likes what she sees. She tries flirting but none of us falls into her advances, Lennox puts her in her place, and she huffs away like a spoiled toddler.
We get our food delivered by another waitress who laughs at the young girl’s antics, we eat and refuel ourselves and our bikes, before we head back home. I need to see if Dom passed his math test, and then maybe as a surprise, we could go to Wicked Sugar for a treat to celebrate.
The need to see Lilith grows with each passing mile; fuck me this woman has got under my skin.