Hostage (Predators MC 3)

“You can take my car.” Willa reached into her purse for her keys.

“We’re going to look crazy when we walk in, and they ask why we left.” Penni’s trust in Jackal was beginning to slip. It didn’t help that all of the women were convinced the men were up to no good.

“What if they just wanted us gone to handle the situation with Hennessy?” Penni grasped at a final straw.

“Do you really think Viper would let his best men leave if he were expecting trouble?”

Winter had her there. They would keep them back to protect the clubhouse.

Penni took the keys out of Winter’s hand. “I’ll drive.”

30

“You want me to take the bullet for you?” Stump took a beer out the cooler behind the bar.

“If I thought you could keep your mouth shut, I would.” Jackal stifled the urge to knock Stump’s teeth out.

“I never could keep a secret.”

“Maybe you’re the one we need to watch.” He surveyed the clubroom, searching for the woman who was the first target.

“If you want to fuck me, all you have to do is ask.”

Jackal choked on his beer, managing to get away from the bar before he dunked Stump’s head into the cooler.

He used the opportunity to head over to Cruz who was close to Raci. She and Jewel were talking to another woman, sitting on the middle steps. Jackal and Cruz’s backs were turned to the them, but they would be able to hear as they talked.

“You ready to go back on Sunday?”

Viper had decided that was the bait they would drop to make them expose the traitor and draw the cartel out.

“Hell yes. If I listen to that old bitch bang on the wall next to my head much longer, I’m going to strangle her,” Cruz complained. “How did Viper keep her from coming down tonight?”

“I gave her the last of what Greer brought. She won’t want to leave that room.”

Jackal didn’t feel guilty. The old woman had more color in her fleshy face since she had been in the clubhouse. Cash had called Evie to stay the night with Mag until Rachel came back the next day. Rachel had taken Cash’s daughter to spend the night with her brothers at their house as suggested.

It was like a wall of dominoes that he felt was about to crash around him. Jackal hoped the women wouldn’t let it slip to Penni if he touched a woman. Otherwise, she was going to hate him more than before.

“You want go play a video game in the basement?” Jackal threw out the bait. If neither came down, he could cross two off his list.

“No thanks,” Cruz declined. “I think I’ll go get another beer.”

The men parted, going through the room. Jackal went through the kitchen and down the basement steps. The room was empty.

Sitting down, he turned on the Xbox. It was hard to wait to see if one of the women would show.

After ten minutes had passed, Jackal was about to stop playing the game when he heard someone coming down the steps.

He watched her feet appear then saw Raci’s grin as she practically bounced across the basement. She was wearing a black miniskirt that came to the tops of her thighs with a blue off-the-shoulder top that showed her tits.

“Can I play?” She sat down next to him, watching him play.

“Go for it.” Jackal motioned for the controller next to the Xbox then restarted the game to see if she really wanted to play or if her intent was to get information out of him.

When her breasts brushed against his arm, he had his answer.

“How long have you been a Predator?”

“Twelve years,” Jackal answered noncommittally, wanting her to think he wasn’t aware that she really wanted to find out.

“That’s a long time,” she practically cooed.

“Yeah.”

“Do you like being in their club? I like being in The Last Riders, but it’s boring sometimes.”

“It’s okay.” Jackal shrugged, keeping his eyes on the TV screen.

“I bet you’re really good at being a Predator. What position do you hold?” She pressed her tits harder against his arm.

“I’m their enforcer.”

“Wow. Train is our enforcer.”

He almost snorted at her lie.

Raci dropped her hand to his thigh, and Jackal dropped the controller, turning toward her.

“Is this one of the times you’re bored?”

Raci nodded, settling on the couch cushion. “It gets boring fucking the same men all the time. I could talk to Viper about him getting you in if you want.”

Jackal almost flinched when her hand slipped higher against the bulge of his jeans.

“Jeez, you’re really packing, aren’t you?” Raci rubbed his dick as she unsnapped his jeans with her other hand.

Jackal peeled her hands away from his limp dick. Either he made her talk, or his dick was about to show her how uninterested he really was.

Jerking down her top, he took her nipple in his mouth.