Sitting up, I examine my forearm, wiping the blood away from the puncture wounds and watch as the skin begins to knit together. I hear them shifting but I refuse to look at them. I stand and walk back into my room, grabbing my discarded clothes and boots. I slip everything on quickly, sans bra and panties as I hear one of the men step into the room.
"Who are you?" He asks with a deep rumbling voice that matches his wolf’s authoritative growl. His voice slowly rolls across my skin, sending zings and zaps through my body, making the hair on my neck rise. Part fight instinct partfuck me now.
"Why are you chasing me?" I spin around, prepared to glower at the asshole but when I my eyes land on his body, I'm struck stupid.
At the machine shop, his clothes hugged him nicely. I was able to tell how muscular he and his companions were, but they also covered up just how delicious he really looked. Muscular shoulders with strong arms, a map of veins traveling under his tattoos. His pecs flex as I let my eyes travel his chest down to the panty melting eight pack and V cut at his waist.
My oh my, how the Ancients have blessed him.
His dark chuckle has my eyes shooting up from his thick cock, which happens to stand proudly.Damn, that thing is...huge. It’s a fucking flagpole masquerading as a dick.
Platinum smirks at me, "If you like what you see, I'll let you have a taste, but first," He steps closer to me, still ten feet away but close enough that I can feel his Alpha power rolling off him, "Tell me who the fuck you are."
I stare into his eyes, wondering if he's acting like he doesn't know me just to throw me off my guard or if he truly has no clue who I am. But why would he do that when I've already shown submission? The sincerity I see in his eyes says he’s got no clue about the bounty on my head.
So, I decide to go with a half truth, "I'm a lone wolf. I left my pack because of my abusive Alpha."
The other two men, Gold and Bronze, as I call them, come into the room, tossing a bundle of clothing to Platinum. He reluctantly pulls his gaze from mine to slip on some black sweatpants,going full commando under them too.
I wonder where they got the clothes, I didn’t hear their Choppers coming down the road. Maybe the other occupied rooms belong to them?
"Why are you searching for the Alpha Pack?" Bronze asks with a smooth voice. He’s as tall and broad as his friends. His bronze hair hangs over his brow, his straight nose flares as I let my eyes travel down to his plush lips. Just like Platinum, he's beautifully rugged. He crosses his strong arms across his wide chest and cocks a brow at me, not at all impressed with my once over as Platinum was.
Neither am I, bud. My wolf huffs in full agreement. So far, only Platinum has managed to turn her into a simping submissive girl, wanting the man’s attention like nothing else. I can’t say I blame her.
Despite feeling no zings with Bronze and Gold, no one can deny that they look like depictions of gods. Gold stands there smirking at my perusal of him, but I don’t get to really look because Platinum steps in the way, a growl on his lips. Hmm, Silver Alpha doesn’t like me staring at his friends.
Note to self; use that to your advantage.
The pheromones rolling off him have my lower region on fire and the friction of my cutoff jeans against my bare clit do not help me at all.
"I was searching for the True Alphas, you nosy fucking wolves," I tell him, glowering at his smirk, "because I heard stories about them growing up, and I want to seek sanctuary with them. I'm a good warrior and dominant enough to command their betas, I could be an asset to their pack if they let me." I lift my chin, daring this sexy Alpha to disagree with me.
"What makes you think you'll find them if they're just stories you heard?" Gold asks, tilting his head to the side as his eyes meet mine, strands of his hair curl under his chin, his scruffy jaw makes his otherwise clear face look rough. I can easily picture him as the playboy of the three men.
Being closest to me, Platinum—I have got to learn his name—inhales the scent of my arousal and snaps at the other two, “Go call Jones and find out about the bikes.”
His command, which on anyone else would have been annoying even when not directed at me, makes my wolf purr with lust and my core throbs harder. I can feel my pulse skyrocketing especially when the silver eyed devil steps closer to me, becoming affected by my scent. It gives me an idea to escape.
His friends leave the room, closing the door behind them, smirks on their wicked faces.Men are weird.Solidifying what I’m about to do, I slowly sway my hips as I step closer to him and put a little more seduction into my voice. I hope I don't look as ridiculous as I feel. Don't get me wrong, it's hella easy to act sexy when this powerful Alpha looks at me like I'm the only star in his otherwise dark night.
"I know I'll find them, and when I do," I lay the tip of my finger to his bare chest before dragging it down the length of his torso to the fine trail of silver hair leading to the tent of his sweatpants, "I'll make sure they know exactly how appreciative I can be."
Platinum growls as he grips the nape of my neck, his lust and possessiveness clouding his judgement, and smashes his lips to mine just as I expected he'd do. What I didn't expect was my own reaction to him. His beard scratches my chin, setting my nerve endings on fire and making my pussy drench my shorts.
Fuck, he knows how to kiss.
I can feel his power rolling off him as he tangles his tongue with mine, fucking my mouth like a savage before ripping his lips from mine. But he's not done, no, his hot mouth trails down my neck, biting and licking his way to my collarbone.
Okay, this wasnotthe plan, but I can't stop the frenzy. His hand comes up behind me, cupping my ass and lifting me. My legs wrap around his tapered waist and his large hands grind my core to his hard cock.
I moan, my head tipping back as he sucks on my neck. I feel his fingers squeezing my inner thighs, spreading my pussy lips wide, and allowing the seam of my jeans rub against my throbbing clit each time I roll my hips against his pulsing cock.
Fuck, I want to keep going. Fuck that, I want to take it further and let him beat through my channel like a raging animal, but Ican’tlet him. Imuststop him before I lose my chance of escaping.
Against the whining of my wolf and my raging libido, I wiggle against him to put me down. When my feet reach the floor, I slide myself down his body letting his lustful mind think I’m about to give him the best blowjob of his life.Damn, I really want to.
In a squat, I spin on the ball of my foot while pulling the dagger from my boot. Swiftly, I slice through his Achilles and kick him on his hip as he howls, knocking him to the floor.
“Sorry, but I have to find the Alphas.” I grab my bag and make a run for the door.
Come on! Get to the bike, come on!I shout to myself, my wolf once again in despair at my actions. That was the same move I used on Cree, and the flashing memory of that night makes me hesitate for a second. Long enough for Platinum to catch me around the neck, slamming my body to the side of the motel building. Flecks of old paint and wood falling around us.
"You got some fucking balls, little girl." He growls in my face, his rage and pain lighting a fire in his eyes, but I also see a smidge of...respect?
Gold saunters up with an easy smirk on his face, but his eyes are lit up with excitement, "Damn, baby. You just signed yourself over to us with that move." He walks up to my side and squats down, plucking my daggers from my boots before standing straight.
I have to work hard to hold in my growl. Damn these men and their fucking determination to ruin my plans.
"Welcome to the Cutthroat MC, Jaz Monroe."