Ryder's Last Run (Dueling Dragons MC Series) Read online

  He steps forward a little and drops his head. “Ryder was arrested with a large amount of drugs in his rig. He was in federal holding until someone posted bail. It was five million dollars. The only people that we know capable of something like that are the Russians. It was their product, so if they thought that Ryder would rat or anything, they would have gotten him out just to keep him from talking.” He looks at me sadly. “Prez is worried that the Russians will come after you and my mom.”

  I shake my head and begin to realize just how fucked up shit is. “Why the hell would they want me? I’m just a simple farm girl; Ryder and I are not really that serious.” I don’t want to say anything about Ryder asking me to marry him, because I don’t know if he wants everyone to know. I run my fingers over the ring Ryder gave me before he left on this godforsaken ‘quick’ last run. Quick, my ass. I knew something was going to happen; I just didn’t want to admit it to myself.

  “He thinks if they have Ryder, they’ll take you as leverage. You’re his ol’ lady; that’s a big thing in this world.” He huffs and walks up the stairs. “Well, are we gonna go in or what? I’m tired.”

  Marko is a very moody young man, he is hot and cold so hard to tell how he is feeling half the time I have come to realize. Working with him, I never noticed much. Most likely because I thought he was a normal person, but I guess silly me for judging a book by its cover, huh? “Yeah, let’s go get something to eat and some sleep.”

  Walking in the front door, we’re hit with the smell of fresh coffee and biscuits. “Guys, are you here?” I call out while I set my bag on the floor and slip my shoes off. “You’re gonna have to remove your boots,” I tell Marko. “House rules.” I shrug my shoulders; if he wants to be an asshole I can be a bitch.

  Continuing to walk towards the kitchen and I catch the landing of the stairs out of the corner of my eye and I get a flash of Ryder in my head and have to shake the feeling that something is wrong. There is nothing you can do, just let it go.

  ****

  Ziggy

  I can’t fucking believe that I left Ryder like that, but I saw all those cops and I knew that he was going to tell Flem and me to leave. He’s always looking out for his boys and his family. Flem and I got back to the clubhouse a week ago and we got word a short time later that Ryder had been picked up and then someone posted bail.

  “Who could have posted a bail like that?” Bull asks from the end of the table.

  “Well, the only person I can think of that would have done something like that would have to be The Russians? What should we do? Who the fuck knows where they have him stashed.”

  I run my hand through my hair. Fuck, man. I wish I knew where Ryder was. I’m going to have to call Faith and let her know. “Has anyone checked on his ol’ lady? Or Layla?”

  “Layla already called here a few times to check on things, but Chaz hasn’t really told her anything. I know I talked to Marko the other day so he could keep an eye on his mom and Faith. I guess Faith’s pops isn’t doing so well, so she’s down in Alabama sorting his affairs.”

  I watch Prez light a cigarette and continue to talk while smoke flows slowly from his nose. “He said he’ll be here in the next day or so and that he’ll have Layla and Faith follow suit soon.”

  I rub my chin and start to play out the worst in my head. “Are you sure that they’re safe?” I don’t feel right leaving the women unguarded. The Russians are fucking insane.

  “They’ll be fine. The Russians won’t do anything to Layla while she’s at the truck stop; she’s been contacted and told to stay there ‘til someone can escort her to pick up Faith,” Prez says as he looks over at his Sergeant-at-Arms and whispers something. “As far as Faith is concerned, she is untraceable, so we have no reason to believe that she is in any danger. But to be safe, we will have someone in the Southern Alabama chapter keep an eye on things around there.”

  “Thank you, sir. I know if Ryder was here, he’d be happy to hear that you’re taking such precautions with his family.” I stand and extend my hand to him for a shake.

  “Don’t mention it; they’re family. We are all family and you know that.” He picks up the gavel and taps the table. “The official meeting of the Dueling Dragons MC of Yuma, Arizona is in order. First order of business is our brother Ryder is missing. He was picked up while transporting goods for the Russians. We’ve had a few guys on the streets say that there is talk going around about the Russians starting another fighting ring.” He puts his smoke out and exhales. He lifts his hand and points to three newly patched in brothers and then Flem, Cage, and me. “The six of you are going to attend a fight tonight in the desert. I want you guys to go there with your eyes and ears peeled, and do not engage in any fighting. Don’t draw attention to yourselves. They are the only lead that we have on finding Ryder.”

  “What if we do see him or find him? Do we just walk away? How the fuck are you going to tell me that we have to just walk away from our brother?”

  “Ziggy, you will observe. I would like to do this right. If you do see him there, take note of what’s around. We’ll form a plan and take action. We will be going to war, boys. This is something that I should have never let go on, but I listened to my former Vice Prez and now my current Vice Prez is fucking missing.” He slams his fist onto the table. “The second we get Ryder back here ,we need to get him patched in as the new VP. We can’t be having a half-full table of officers anymore. Ain’t going to fucking work.” He growls and picks up the gavel and taps the table. “This conversation is at a close. We will reconvene after you guys see the fight and we will go from there.”

  Standing up from the table Flem and I walk out of the room. “Can you believe that if we see Ryder we can’t act on getting him back? That’s some shit, huh?” Flem has always been a fucking Debbie downer and he is the biggest downer right now.

  I need to call Faith and give her some kind of hope, but what the fuck do I say? I hate lying to anyone, especially my best friend’s ol’ lady and my VP’s ol’ lady. “Flem, go get the prospects and let them know that we ride in an hour.” He nods and I continue walking down the hall toward my room. I get the uneasy feeling that I’m not alone. I pull my piece out from behind my back and cock the hammer back.

  “Show yourself.” I raise my piece up a little bit and point it at my closet. The doors start to open slowly, and I see a very familiar sexy bitch with a hot bangin’ body standing in front of me.

  “Holy fuck, bitch. I could have shot your ass.”

  She moves herself to where I’m standing and starts to unbutton my leathers. I let out a slight moan and reach up to grab a handful of her silky brown hair, pulling it a little bit. Her head falls back. I kiss her collarbone, working my tongue up and down her throat; she lets out a small moan.

  “Why the fuck are you hiding in there, Paige? Everyone knows that you’re my bottom bitch; you could have just been naked and waiting for me in bed. That actually sounds like an excellent idea. Strip and get the fuck in bed.”

  How do I describe Paige? Well, she is my bottom bitch. No matter how down and out of a mood I am in, she is always there. She takes it any fucking way I give it to her, never complains, and never argues about shit. She’s my little Hispanic freak. She’s a tiny little bitch that I call my little hot “Mamacita.” She has curves in all the right places, an ass that I can hold in my hands, and a set of brown eyes that can bring you to your knees when she looks at you. Paige and I have been hooking up since she turned eighteen and she became legal to fuck. She started sniffing around the club when she about sixteen and started hanging out with one of the club brothers’ daughters. She caught my eye at seventeen, but I don’t fuck with jailbait. I waited to bust a nut inside of her on her eighteenth birthday. She’s twenty-one now and has been my exclusive fuck when I am back home in Arizona. She knows how to satisfy my needs. Do not mess with perfection!

  Paige strips naked and climbs up in my bed. I walk over to the side and look down at her, lying there spread fuc
king eagle, waiting for me. Fuck, this is going to be an amazing night.

  I grab a set of police issue handcuffs out of the nightstand drawer and I see her face light up. She’s a little kinky minx and she knows that I plan to play hard tonight. I grab her wrists in my hand and lock her to my headboard. I pull off my shirt and then unzip my leathers, kicking them off and tossing them aside. She loves it when I stand there, naked, and just look at her body.

  Paige has a body that most men would kill for and she knows it. She’s very compliant to my needs and requests in bed, but out of bed is another story. Paige is not my old lady, because I don’t do that shit. Settling down with one woman is not in the cards for me. She knows that I’m not exclusive with her and it pisses her off most of the time. She tries to reel me in, hook, line, and sinker in bed, but I will never take an old lady. There used to be a time that I wanted to settle down, but I saw what Bambi put Ryder through when we were younger. I decided that I wasn’t going down that road of headache. Not for any bitch!

  I have my little Mamacita just where I want her, naked and shackled to my bed. It’s time to get down to business.

  I climb up on my bed and lick her tits, working my way up to her neck and then to her sweet lips. I bite her lip to demand entrance and, just as I know she will, she opens up and I slide my tongue in. Our tongues dance with each other and I use my hands to pinch her nipples. Paige jumps and arches her back from the pain; the little bitch loves pain.

  I’m really not much into the whole pain, whips and chains kind of thing, but I don’t mind giving her a little to get her off. I definitely don’t do that spanking shit like Ryder does. He gets off on that business a little too much sometimes. I just can’t picture him and Faith doing the spanking scene. I doubt she’s into it.

  Ryder likes to give it rough to his women. I’ve tag teamed with him many times over the years; he goes all Dom on the women, and they fucking cream their pussies when he shows his alpha male persona to them. Me? I just enjoy a good fuck with a hot bitch that likes a little playtime between the sheets. That’s where Paige is the perfect bottom to my top. Yeah, I know it’s a little too “Dom” to say, but the bitch eats it up when I tell her that. I swear the dirtier I talk to her, the wetter she becomes.

  Tonight, I have plans to use her favorite toy on her. Paige loves a good orgasm build up. I hide the son-of-a-bitchin’ thing in my room, because if any of my brothers were to find it, I’d be laughed out of the club for not being able to get a bitch off with my dick. The thing is, I can and I do get her off with my dick, but she just likes the toy first.

  I walk over to my closet and unlock my small gun safe hidden in the back. I pull out a stupid purple battery operated boyfriend that Paige begged me to buy her about a year ago. Jesus if that wasn’t fucking embarrassing to buy. I went four towns over just so I wouldn’t be recognized by anyone. The shit I do to keep this bitch happy!

  I sit on the edge of the bed and run my hands up her legs, spreading her wide for me. I run my fingers over her clit and then push one into her wet cunt. Fuck, she is soaking wet already. She knows I’m going to get her off hard and fast with this toy and then plunge my cock deep inside of her. I plan to fuck until she comes again.

  I turn on her rabbit, appropriately named B.O.B. by Paige. Crazy bitch! I continue to finger fuck her, and I run B.O.B. up her leg. I can feel her anticipation building. She’s waiting for that moment when I slide it over her swollen clit. I’ll admit that I’ve become quite the sex toy expert since buying her this thing. Fuck it. She loves it.

  I lean down and tongue her clit. licking and sucking it. She starts to squirm under my hands. I lightly bite it and sit back up on the bed. I hold the B.O.B and slide it up over her clit; she jumps and gasps loudly. I continue my assault inside of her wet pussy with my finger and hold the toy to her clit, moving it around clockwise and leaning down to alternate between her toy and my tongue on his swollen nub. After just a few short minutes of my attention to her mound, she arches her back off the bed, clamps her legs together tightly, and yells out my name and some shit in Spanish that I don’t understand. As she opens her eyes and gives me that look that can drop me in an instant, I throw the B.O.B to the end of the bed, lean down to her ear and whisper, “Silly rabbit, dicks are for chicks.”

  I climb over her legs and use my knee to spread her wide and then I grab my dick and plunge it fast and hard into her wetness. She’s primed and ready for me. She struggles in the cuffs a little but settles down quickly. I start to pull out and then fill her back up and rock my body into hers. Paige tilts her head back and places her feet down on the bed, pushing up to meet me stroke for stroke. We continue this skin-to-skin assault on one another, mixing our sweat and body fluids and just slowly pushing and pulling into each other. It’s times like this when I’m connected with Paige; I doubt my strong determination to never settle down and take on an old lady. This girl guts me when I am balls deep inside of her, but I know nothing further can go down for us. She’s young, beautiful and has a fucking hot ass temper. I hate dealing with that side of her, dealing with her jealousy of other bitches that check me out at the club. Nah. It gets old.

  I shake my head a little to drive those thoughts from my head. Damn, this bitch fucks with my head too much sometimes.

  I reach down and circle Paige’s swollen clit as I continue to fuck her hard. I can feel her body tensing up under me. Her sweet pussy starts to quiver and pulsate and then it clamps down on my cock like a vice. I know she is over the edge now. I look down at her face and watch the pleasure overcome her as I push into her one more time. I feel myself letting go and escaping to the place of peace and total contentment and I blow my load in her with a loud grunt in her neck. I sprawl myself over her body to catch my breath for a minute. Then I reach over and unfasten her cuffs as my semi-hard cock remains in her, still twitching and doing a happy dance.

  I drag her over as I lie back on the bed and I put her across my chest to come down from her orgasm high. As I lie there rubbing my hand up and down her back, I know I have to discuss my upcoming leave of absence to locate Ryder and she isn’t going to make this easy since I just got back.

  “Baby, listen up. I have to take off soon and I don’t know when I’ll be back. It’s club business so I don’t want any hassle from you about it. You feel me?”

  She stiffens in my arms and I know World War III is on. Fuck my life! She’s about to go psycho on me in about two seconds. Paige perks her head up and glares at me. I lie there and just stare at her. I know Hurricane Paige is about to make landfall.

  She pushes off my chest, jumps up onto the bed, and starts cussing me out in Spanish again. Fuck, I hate that shit. I have no clue what she’s calling me, but she is pissed with a capital P.

  “Besa mi culo, puto!” She spits the words out at me with acid in her voice. I shake my head and try to sit up, but she jumps off the bed, grabs her clothes, and pulls them on in haste. I can tell Paige is mad as hell, but I’m not going to let her pull this shit with me today. She will get over it.

  “Damn, bitch, calm your ass down and chill, Mamacita!”

  She snaps her head around and she glares at me unlike anything I’ve ever seen her do in the past.

  “You son of a bitch! I am so sick and tired of sitting around and waiting for your ass to blow back into town any time you feel like stopping by. I need a man that will be around every day that will take care of me. Not someone that comes around to see me and use my body anytime they want to get off. I need a man like Filthy! At least he knows how to treat me like an old lady should be treated! Filthy knows how to fucking make me come without a fucking toy, and his cock is bigger and better than yours!”

  I’m speechless. I swing around, grab her, and push her ass up against the wall. I am seeing red about now! The bitch let some douche fuck her.

  “Who. The. Fuck. Is. Filthy!” I ask through gritted teeth. She knows I am pissed now! “Bitch, you wanna play it this way, I will kick your ass to the curb w
ithout a second glance! Puta!”

  Paige slowly looks up at me and instead of the look in her eyes that can drop me; ; I see nothing but hatred in her eyes.

  “Filthy is a guy that prospected for the club while you and your precious brother Ryder were gone for months. He talked to me and cared about me. He wasn’t interested in me just for my pussy! He decided that the club just wasn’t right for him so he left. He asked me to come with him. But, no, I turned him down. I had to stay here, play the dutiful whore, and wait for her man to come home to just fuck her and leave again. Ziggy, I am so tired of waiting around for you to man up and marry me. I’ve given you several years of my life already. I wanted you to love me, not just fuck me when it’s convenient.”

  I really couldn’t can’t decide if I wanted to beat this bitch or just tell her to find her Filthy and play house with him and leave me the fuck alone. I sure as fuck don’t love the bitch but I thought she knew that I cared about her. and she and I were exclusive when I am home here at the club. It was always understood that she wouldn’t be spreading her legs like a fucking whore while I was on the road. Not for anyone.! Not even another brother, let alone a fucking prospect.

  I am done with her. Final! Shit is done and over! I twist my fingers into her hair, grab her shoulder, pull her to my door, and open it wide. “Bitch, you take your fucking self and hit the road. I do not want to see your ass near my club, near my brothers, or me ever again. I’m done with your whoring ass! You come sniffing around, I will put you to the ground myself, bitch!”

  I shove her into the hallway and slam my door. I stand there shaking and look over to my bed. That fucking rabbit toy is sitting on it. I pick up the toy, throw it against the wall, and then bring my foot down on it. End of B.O.B and end of Mamacita. End of story!

  Chapter 4 -

  Ryder

  It feels like I’ve been here for months. This small room is starting to feel like a glorified closet. Every breath I take in feels like it makes the room even smaller. I’ve been training for the past two days straight; tonight will be my first official fight for the Russians.