The Biker's Dirty Little Secret (Straight to Hell MC 2)

Releasing a chuckle that quickly turned to a moan, he placed his hand directly between her spread thighs. “This pussy is all mine.”

“Yours,” she said.

“Good.” He grabbed her knees, spreading them open, and then his tongue glided between her slit. The single touch made her arch up and gasp. She never wanted him to stop as he teased her pussy. “So fucking tasty. I want to spend hours eating this pretty cunt.”

“Please,” she said.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes. Yes, Brick.”

“Then be a good girl and come for me. I want to swallow you, and then you’ll get my dick.”

He flicked her clit, holding her ass still as he ravished her pussy. She was so close, and when she came, Brick didn’t stop. He continued to taste her, licking and sucking at her cunt until he sent her hurtling into a second orgasm.

Her body was no longer her own.

The pleasure filled her veins as he moved between her thighs. He placed the tip of his cock against her core, but slid through her slit, bumping her clit as he did.

Brick repeated this action a couple of times, making her gasp and moan for more.

“Yeah, fuck, baby, that’s it. I can’t wait anymore. I’ve got to have you.” He put the tip of his cock at her entrance and slowly slid inside her. At first, there was a bit of pain, not like before. This was different. With each inch he plunged inside her, the fuller and needier she became. “I love how wet you get for me.”

She grabbed his waist, watching as his cock filled her until with a long hard thrust, he was deep inside her.

He took hold of her hands, pressing them above her head and locking their fingers together.

“Who do you belong to?” he asked.

“You.”

“You’re going to get my name inked on your body, and you’re never going to have any doubt that you’re mine.”

Before she could say anything, he slammed his lips down on hers, and she melted. Brick wasn’t taking no for an answer, and part of her liked that. She wasn’t afraid of him. For once in her life, she finally felt loved. Some women might not want to be with a man like Brick, she wasn’t one of them.

All of her life, she’d been pushed aside, unloved, unwanted, but with Brick, he made her feel cherished, and the truth was, she saw a future with him. The real question was if he saw a future with her.

Chapter Nine

“I found something. You said you wanted me to come to you before going to Lord.”

Brick already had a headache from all the shit going down lately, but this could be a ray of hope. “Go on,” he told Copper.

“I built a signal detector. Something I noticed when I tried it out this morning is that it goes on and off when the boys ride out.”

So, it was an inside rat. Brick still hoped it was something simple like a hacked cell phone, but when was anything easy for the club?

“We’ve got a lot of riders. Have you been able to narrow it down?”

He nodded.

Brick scrubbed a hand down his face. “Give it to me.”

“I’ve got it narrowed down to seven.”

He exhaled. “Give me the list. I’ll deal with it.”

All his focus needed to be on the Skull Nation drama unfolding, but now he had to add a possible rat to the mix. He’d thought Lord had exaggerated. The prez was always paranoid. But the threat was real.

He made his way to Lord’s office. They got some good intel from Jeff yesterday, but it was only so useful when someone in their own club was selling secrets to the Skull Nation. It was fucking dangerous.

The door was partway open. Lord had Ally sitting on his desk as he stood between her legs. They were kissing and didn’t hear him knock. He knocked louder, clearing his throat for good measure.

“Come in, Brick.”

Lord smacked Ally on the ass as she scampered out.

He waited until she was gone before entering, then closed the door behind him.

“I’m guessing this is serious.” Lord rounded the desk and sat in his oversized chair.

Brick slapped the list of names on the desk in front of the prez.

“What the fuck is this?”

“One of those is your rat,” Brick said.

Lord sat straighter and checked out the seven names. He shook his head. “Not possible.”

“Best-case scenario, they’ve got a bug on their phone.”

“That has to be it. These are some of my best fucking men,” said Lord. He appeared visibly distraught, leaning back in his chair, both arms behind his head. As he stared off into space, Brick stood on the sidelines and waited for direction.

He checked his watch.

“Get them all in my office. Now.”

Brick didn’t say a word. Lord was fucking pissed off. He left the clubhouse and whistled for the nearest prospect, telling him to round up the seven brothers.