Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Cassie
It's not long after Ripper leaves me locked in a room that the latch clicks again. Maybe five minutes. In those five minutes, I've had time to find my cool, calm, and collected self.
So when the door swings open, I try my damndest to rein in my annoyance at being locked away. I shoot for nonchalance and keep my ass firmly on the ground with my arms resting on my bent knees.
Nope, not a care in the world.
"Get up."
Taken by surprise once again, I jolt when I realize the man hovering over me isn't Ripper. Which is incredibly unfortunate because I prepared myself for his quiet intensity, and now I'm faced with another stranger.
My neck spasms with how far I have to tilt it back to see the newcomer. "What's your name?" I ask, stifling the urge to drop my jaw in awe.
This guy is built. His dirty blond hair is slicked back perfectly, but the wolf tattoos and other ink that swirl up his arms and neck steal the respectable vibe from his hair. He stares me down, making my chest clench with uncertainty. Why does he look like he hates me? Have we met before?
"Spider."
My lips twitch, but I can sense danger well enough not to laugh. "As much as I would love to hear the story about how you got your road name, do you mind showing me the way out or taking me to your president?"
"I don't appreciate sass. And I am the president."
Dragging myself to my feet, I wipe my hands on my jean shorts and give Spider my meanest glare. "I don't appreciate lies. Take me to Maddox or let me leave."
He raises a brow and crosses his arms. "Hmm, you must not be important enough for him to tell you there are four presidents. Me, Koa, Maddox, and Ripley."
The dig hurts just enough for me to stay silent. Is Ripley Ripper? I don't want to fight anyone but the asshole who doesn't tell me shit. Why would he if I'm not important?
Sighing, Spider rolls his eyes as he reaches for me, but I sidestep him and put my hands up. "Don't touch me."
"Look, little girl," he says snidely. "Your requests are being denied. Shade asked for you, and you're going to do everything we say."
"No."
Faster than I can blink, Spider lunges at me and grabs both my shoulders to keep me from running.
"You will do everything we fucking tell you, because if you don't, our lives are on the fucking line.
I don't care if you're a woman in love with balls to chop off because Mads is a prick.
As soon as we walk out that door, you show respect, and you prove you can handle the darkest parts of Maddox's life.
Isn't that what you want? For him to realize that you want this?
That you're not some scared girl who can't handle his darkness? "
Goddamn it. Who is this guy and how does he know everything?! "Who's out there?" I ask instead. What am I about to walk into?
"You don't need to know that. What you do need to understand is that you will be in danger every fucking second, so you will stick with us like a girl who wants any and all the attention. Got it?"
Swallowing thickly, I don't realize my hands have landed on his waist until he's stepping back and I stumble forward. He catches me with a firm hand on my chest just above my tits, and the heat of his palm scorches the top of my cleavage.
"Tell me you understand, Cassidy." His tone and his words make it sound as if he's pleading with me not to be stupid right now. As if this is the one time he'll beg me not to make a scene.
"Okay. I'll play along." Because what the hell else am I supposed to do? Clearly some shit is going down that I don't understand.
Whatever Spider sees in my expression makes him nod. I don't know what I expect, but it's definitely not for him to bend and throw me over his shoulder like Ripper did earlier.
Instead of screaming, I gasp and grab his hips. "Is this necessary?" I grit out as he exits the room.
"We're dominant men, Cassidy. Get used to it."
Huffing, I settle my mind and sink into the role I must play.
I'm just a woman who wants some dick and attention.
I can handle this. Maddox asked for me, so he must want me to suck his dick in front of everyone, right?
Isn't that how this works? Prove he's the big bad boss.
Ugh, will there be another woman's cum on his cock though?
Feeling nauseous, I come back to the present when the rumbling of a lot of voices barrels into me. Still swung over Spider's back, I decide to fuck with him a little because I'm starting to regret coming here.
Moaning, I wiggle and rub my thighs together. His hand holding my legs in place flexes, but he doesn't stop his purposeful strides. I take it a step further and grab a handful of his ass. Even through the jeans, I can tell he's tight and strong there too.
The low rumble of his warning growl reverberates through my hips and lower stomach, actually making me wet now. Right, like I wasn't completely turned on by all the rough handling since Ripper kidnapped me.
Before I can do something ridiculous like reach around and grab Spider's cock, the world tilts and I'm being flung around. Not onto my feet though. Grappling for purchase, I grunt with annoyance as Spider urges me onto my knees, aimed away from him, and slaps my ass.
The glare forms on my face, but I’m unable to shoot daggers at the asshole because a hand grips my jaw and pulls me forward. All thought of Spider flees my mind when I come face to face with the reason my heart literally fucking aches all the time.
There's not an ounce of my familiar Maddy when he stares down at me. Unease slithers through me right until the most gentle caress tickles my bottom lip.
"What a nice gift. Suck my cock and you better fucking take it all."
His words are so at odds with the sweet way his thumb pets me.
Shoving my insecurities down over the fact there are at least twenty people around us partying, I lick his thumb and moan.
I’d like to say so many things to him, but I can't right now.
Not if it risks us. All I am is a girl who wants a piece of the man in front of me.
Which is true, except after this, I'm taking all of him or I'm fucking done.
A sense of determination washes over me and I reach for his jeans. Maddy helps me guide them off, not once releasing his hold on my face. Taking a chance, I glance to the side.
Ripper. The man who got me hot and bothered first is staring down at me with so much intensity I can't help but squirm. Is he going to watch me suck Maddy's cock? And why does he look ready to eat me after?
Then his eyes flick to Maddy's erection; to my shock Ripper licks his lips and his eyes darken. Are they—what the hell is happening right now?!
I let it sink in that he’s most likely been with Ripper while he was with me. Honestly, what we have is rocky at best. I find I don’t mind if Ripper’s been in the picture this whole time. Add in the way he looks at me and I feel like I’ve been in the middle of their hot biker sandwich for years.
Note to self, discuss this new development with Maddy when the time is right. I have bigger things to worry about for now.
"Now," Maddy barks and digs his fingers into the hair at the back of my scalp. Tingles race down my spine at the show of control, and honestly, knowing Ripper is watching me makes this so much sexier.
Annoyance flickers for only a second when Maddox starts up a conversation with the men around him, like I'm not here. Then the most amazing thing happens...pleasure courses through me at the blatant humiliation of his treatment. I fucking like it.
That right there just solidifies the fact that I want this. I'm meant to be here, in this life, with a man who tests my boundaries and sparks new interests in me.
The low timbre of Ripper's voice, close to my ear, shocks me into swallowing, making Maddox groan and buck into my mouth. Fuck yes.
"You're doing so good, Kitty. Such a good pet."
Jesus. Fucking. H. Christ.
Doubling my efforts when Ripper sits back into his seat, I pull all the moves Maddy can't resist. I know just how to tip him over the edge. As much as I enjoy what's happening right now, I really want to know what's next. Ripper maybe?
A low grunt on Maddy's other side draws my attention as I pull up to lick a drop of cum from his tip.
Another man who makes me drool a little on Maddox's balls stares at me with so much lust—and adoration?
—that I pause for a second. Who is he? His short, messy black hair and small smirk draw me in.
How are his eyes so blue? They look like the purest part of the ocean.
Needing a second, I pull back and take a deep breath. "You get five seconds," Maddox allows, then returns to talking to whoever the fuck.
"Oh, I'll take them," the blue-eyed man murmurs and leans forward faster than I can register.
My lips part to either gasp or say something, but he takes it as the invitation he needs to glide his tongue against mine. Another stranger is fucking kissing me! All I want to do is crawl between his legs and let him have his way with me next. I'm fucking loving the attention.
Whimpering, I lean against Maddy's knee to get more, but almost as fast as it started, the guy slides his lips across my cheek, over my jaw, and nips my earlobe.
"I've been waiting a long fucking time to do that. Now go finish off our man so I can steal you next," he whispers.
With that, he nudges me and looks over my shoulder when someone says the name Koa. So he must be the fourth president. I wonder how that works.
"Get back to it," Maddox growls, and I waste no time swallowing him down again. Who's next?