The Last Riders - First Four Votes (27 page)

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xcitement and nervousness
stirred within Winter all the next day. It was almost anticlimactic to open the closet and see the outfit that Beth had bought for her. Disappointment hit her, but she hid it, not wanting Evie to see.

The simple black skirt came to her knees and buttoned up the front. The top was a plain blue, both being something that she could have worn to work. Winter was expecting at least a frilly top.

Evie tried to hide her own disappointment, almost offering to go find another outfit, but also not wanting to hurt Beth’s feelings.

“You look great.” She tried to sound enthusiastic.

“Thanks.” Winter shrugged. It didn’t matter. It wasn’t like she was going to be the belle of the ball anyway when she was tied to her wheelchair.

Viper came in as Evie finished brushing her hair. At least it was beginning to look healthier. Her hand shook as she placed the brush down. He was wearing a pair of black jeans with a black t-shirt.

“Ready?”

“Yes.”

“Evie, can I have a minute with Winter?”

“Sure thing. I need to get changed. See you downstairs.” She left, closing the door behind her.

Viper sat on the side of the bed, guiding Winter’s wheelchair close to him.

“Winter, I think the women may have given you a warning that the parties aren’t what you would usually expect.”

“I think I understand, Viper. All the women have stopped by to give me a heads up.” He looked down to see her twisting her hands in her lap.

“Whenever you get uncomfortable, let me know and I will bring you back upstairs.”

“I’ll be fine. Conner will be there, remember? I wouldn’t want to bother you.”

Viper reached out to stroke her soft cheek. “You could never be a bother, Winter, except when you’re trying to kill yourself on the steps.” Winter turned her face away from his touch.

“Can we go? Connor will be here any minute.”

“Of course.” He lifted her into his arms, carrying her downstairs. From the time that he turned with her in his arms at the bottom of the steps and she was given a clear view, Winter realized the warnings hadn’t been strong enough.

“I am ready to go back upstairs,” she said wide-eyed. She had expected the varying stages of undress. She thought they were warning her about that, not what she was actually witnessing.

The room was crowded with club members, but several faces were unfamiliar. “I don’t recognize some…”

“I told you, non-members can come on Fridays if they have been invited. Some enjoy the thrill of hanging around motorcycle clubs. A few want to become members and use this as an opportunity to get their foot in the door. They are not allowed alcohol. All ‘hangers’ have to be out by two. We don’t sleep with strangers in the house. We like to party, but we aren’t stupid.”

“That would be wise,” she said, watching a woman she had never seen before give Cash a blowjob.

“I’m really, really ready to go back upstairs.”

“Sit down and relax. Remember Conner will be here.”

“Conner can’t come in here and see this. He’ll think I—”

“I don’t think when he sees you he will think that at all.” In fact, he was counting on it.

“You’re sure?”

“Positive.”

“I am going to get you a drink. Do you want bottled water?”

“Yes,” Winter managed to get the word out. She was watching Jewell dance with Rider. The woman was wearing a pair of leather shorts and a white corset left unlaced to show her breasts as she moved provocatively to the drumming music. Rider was playing with her nipple as they danced.

Viper returned with her water, setting it down in front of her before sitting down close to her on the couch. Winter tried not to be obvious about observing the members, but it was hard. Shocked, she saw Evie sitting on Crash’s lap, his hand obviously under her short skirt.

Winter tore her eyes away, determined to make Viper take her to her room, when she saw a shocked Conner coming in the room with Natasha and a grinning red head she didn’t know.

“Winter, your friend is here,” Natasha said.

“Hi, Conner.” Winter tried not to be self-conscious of her appearance. She was dressed unattractively compared to the scantily clad women in the room.

He sat down in the chair next to the couch, which was as close as Viper intended to allow him to be near Winter.

“I wasn’t expecting this. I should go,” he said, trying to keep his eyes on Winter.

“This is a little more than I was expecting also, Conner. I understand.” Winter was embarrassed.

“No, you have to stay. The girls have wanted a piece of you since we laid eyes on you. Winter doesn’t mind sharing. She’s had you to herself long enough.” Natasha broke in, sitting down on the arm of his chair, which placed his eyes level with her breasts.

Natasha was wearing a leather skirt and a black lace corset, obviously wearing no bra, as her nipples teased the lace while the other woman hadn’t even bothered with clothes. She was wearing a red bra and she just had on a tiny skirt that barely covered her ass, certainly not the thong she was wearing. Ember set down a beer in front of Conner, sitting down between his legs.

Winter was about to call a halt and get Conner to pack her upstairs when she saw the look in his eyes. She had lost again. Natasha’s hand had gone to Conner’s jeans and her tongue touched her lips. All it took was a promise and he lost whatever attraction he felt for Winter.

Viper took mercy on Winter, not wanting to torture her longer than necessary. He had accomplished his goal of getting Conner out of the picture.

“Natasha, I believe the second bedroom is open.” Eagerly the women jumped up, taking Conner’s hands. His eyes glazed over when the women surrounded him in a mass.

“Winter…” He turned towards her.

Viper stiffened beside Winter when Conner held out his hands to Winter. “I’m sorry, Conner. I don’t share.” She pasted an artificial smile on her face. “Go have fun. I’ll see you later.” There was no way she could compete with the young, healthy women. Her body wasn’t up to the vigorous sex that she could see he had planned for the waiting women.

Dropping his hands, he frowned for a second then he turned to Natasha taking her hand in his.

“I noticed you the first day. I heard how wild biker women are….” Winter watched as the women led him up the stairway.

“Well, that was fun,” Winter said gloomily. “Can I go back upstairs now?”

“Come on, Winter, don’t let him spoil your fun.”

Winter was about to scream in frustration when she saw Natasha and Ember come back into the room, going to sit next to Knox on the other couch.

“I don’t understand. I thought…”

Viper shrugged. “I guess they changed their mind.”

“You set him up.”

“Of course, he was your physical therapist. I paid him to get you stronger, not fuck you.”

“You pay him? I have insurance.”

“Your insurance only pays for a limited amount of therapy a week, then only a limited amount overall. You would never return to normal with those limitations.”

“This is ridiculous. I can pay. I have money saved up. I can pay for my own therapy.”

“Yes, you can, but you’re going to be out of a job for a while. You’re certainly not going to be recovered enough to go back this school term, if ever.”

“I can go back. My back is healing. You’re right, probably not this school term, but next.”

“We both know the damage to your back. You’re not going to be able to stand on your feet for long hours. What about when the kids get physical. If a fight broke out, you wouldn’t even be able to step between them for fear of damaging your back again.”

“That’s what security is for.”

Viper lifted a brow, knowing they both knew the score of her physical limitations.

“It’s nothing that we have to worry about tonight. We are going to relax and maybe have a little fun.”

“I am not in a ‘having fun’ kind of mood. You made sure the first man I have been interested in for months is in bed with another woman then tell me I am no longer fit to do a job I love. You’re making it hard for me to have fun.” Winter looked down at her hands.

“I’ll just have to do better, won’t I? Everyone else seems to be having a good time, don’t they?”

Winter kept her eyes away from the various members. Some were having a very good time.

“Let’s dance and see if we can’t put you in a better mood.”

“This is ridiculous. I can’t dance.”

Rider and Jewell walked off the dance floor. Her mouth opened to ask him to help her upstairs, but then she thought better of it, remembering Beth’s warning.

“Chicken?” Viper taunted when he saw her change her mind about asking Rider.

“Kiss my ass,” she said, looking frantically around the room, about to interrupt Evie’s orgasm when she saw two women that Winter assumed had been invited to the party approach the seating area where Viper and her were sitting. If she wasn’t feeling frustrated with her body before, these two just made it worse, dressed skimpily with curvy bodies that Winter couldn’t compete with in the best of health. Next to them, her body was a bag of bones.

“Hey, Viper.” One cuddled up next to him on the arm of the couch while the other slid seductively to her knees in front of him, her hands going to his thighs.

Winter stiffened as she watched the women’s familiarity with him.

“Tara, Stacy, you two having fun tonight?” Both women nodded their heads, gazing at him, leaving no doubt as to what was on their minds.

“Have you thought any more about letting us join The Last Riders?”

“I have told you no several times. My answer hasn’t changed.”

“Come on, Viper, why not?”

“We only take on one or two new recruits a year, both slots are filled.

They pouted in unison. “Where are they?”

“One is in Ohio, the other is right here.” Viper pulled Winter closer to his side.

Winter was going to deny it until their expressions made her angry. Her mouth tightened into a grim line.

“Her? You’re joking, right?” Stacy asked.

“No,” Viper said, trying not to laugh. Winter was about to explode.

Winter sat with her mouth closed. If he was going to use her to get the twin bimbos off his back, she wasn’t going to interfere after the derogatory looks they were giving out.

“Whatever, Viper. I bet she can’t do what we did for you the last time we were here.”

“That was back in the summer, months ago, but it did give a lasting impression. I think you girls should go find Knox.”

Disappointment filled both their faces. “Can we do something for you first?” The one on her knees covered his jean-covered cock with her hand, rubbing him. Viper’s hand caught hers.

“You’re going to need all your energy for Knox,” Viper said in a tone not to be ignored. They left reluctantly, giving Viper wistful glances.

“Knox already has...” Winter said, watching them approach Knox.

“The more the merrier with Knox. He can handle them.”

Winter turned her head, not even wanting to talk anymore. Viper rose, picking her up into his arms.

“What are you doing?’

“I feel like dancing.”

“I can’t dance,” Winter protested.

“Yes, you can.”

Viper stood on the edge of the floor, letting her feet slip to the floor. Turning her to face him, he slid his arms around her slowly, swaying back and forth. Although he used to love to go out on the weekend just to dance when she was in college, Winter hadn’t danced in years; when they had dated, he never took her. She allowed herself to soften against him, swaying to the music. The beat was too fast for how they were moving, but it felt so good to be on her own two legs and doing something normal again. Winter began enjoying herself for the first time in a long time.

The next song was slower and someone turned the overhead lights off, just leaving the lights on at the side tables, giving the room a soft glow. After another slow dance, Viper lifted her and carried her to an ottoman that was placed at the back of the room. Winter was surprised no one was sitting on it even though the room was crowded.

“Do you want a drink?”

“No, thank you.”

Viper sat down next to her. As she glanced around the room, Winter noticed that Cash was standing and talking to Stori while Bliss and Dawn were sitting on each side of Train.

“Thank you, Viper. I enjoyed that.” Winter’s cheeks were flushed.

“Does your back hurt?”

“Just a little, no more than usual,” she admitted.

“Let me make you more comfortable,” Viper offered, his voice lowering.

“That’s not necessary.” Ignoring her, Viper’s hands slid around her waist, sliding her sideways with one hand maneuvering her legs until, within seconds, she was lying flat on the large ottoman.

“That better?’

“Viper, I don’t need to lie down. I’m fine. Everybody is looking. I am not a total invalid.”

“No one can see anything. The crowd and couch are blocking off most of the room. Relax. Cash and Train have been in bike wrecks and know how hard it is to heal. It can’t bother you that Dawn and Bliss see you lying down, either. Does it?

Winter shook her head.

“I don’t want you to put any strain on your back.” He leaned down, taking her mouth in a way she used to dream of him doing for so long. The slight taste of whiskey on his tongue was heady, making her want more. Her soft lips parted wider, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

The ottoman, while in the middle of the floor, was blocked off from view, but she still didn’t want to kiss Viper in front of the others. Her hands went to his chest to push him away, however Viper’s hand went to her skirt, unbuttoning it to her thighs. Winter started to protest.

“I am just making you more comfortable,” he reassured her.

“By undressing me?” she asked. “That’s not making me more comfortable, it’s creeping me out.”

Viper leaned over her, kissing her neck. “I don’t think so. I think it’s making you wet. Let me see.” His hand slid higher under her skirt, going unerringly to her pussy.

The upper part of the skirt hid from the others in the room what he was doing to her. A smile was on his lips as his fingers teased her wetness and a tiny whimper escaped as his finger found her clit. His mouth moved caressingly across her flesh, coming to stop at the top button of her blouse. His knuckles grazed her tender flesh as he released several buttons, sliding the material until it fell to the sides of her quivering breasts, which remained covered only by her lacy white bra.