The Last Riders - First Four Votes (11 page)

Lips at her throat woke her. “Now this is what a man wants waiting for him when he opens his bedroom door.” Beth opened her eyes to smile sleepily up at Razer.

“A woman can’t go wrong waking to a sexy man.” Razer smiled at her reply.

“You think I’m sexy?”

“Yes.”

“A man always likes to feel his assets are appreciated.”

“Ahh. I’ll have to tell you more often then. I don’t want you to feel under appreciated.”

His lips traced down her chest as his hands tugged the shirt down, exposing her bra-covered breasts.

Beth lay still, letting him explore her body. She was on fire after falling asleep with the memories of last night replaying through her mind. Her defenses were down and she didn’t care at that precise moment in time. She wanted the flames burning in her to be extinguished.

Razer turned her slightly towards his body, unsnapped her bra and then pulled both the bra and t-shirt off, throwing them to the floor. He lifted her up to him and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He didn’t go easy on her, though he wasn’t extremely rough, either. He played with one nipple between his fingers as he teased the other with his mouth.

Moving away, Razer sat up long enough to remove his t-shirt and kick off his boots before lying back down, pulling her back to him.

“You make me want you until my dick hurts, Beth.” Beth could only echo his sentiments.

His hands tugged the sweatpants and underwear down her body, tossing them onto the clothes that were already on the floor. Razer’s lips covered hers when he saw the realization that her clothes were gone had hit her. His hand went to her pussy where it expertly found her clit, rubbing and teasing her until she writhed beneath him. Her hips actively ground against his hand, trying to increase the pressure instead of the light touches he was using to tease her. One finger slid within her sheathe, moving in and out, which had her whimpering under his mouth, spreading her legs wider in invitation.

“Easy, baby, I don’t want you to come yet. My cock is going to be buried in that tight pussy first.” His words only heightened her arousal. No one had ever talked dirty to her; it made her feel sexy to hear it coming from Razer.

He squeezed one nipple to a point before sucking the tip into his mouth then slid another finger into her wet pussy. The filling sensation made Beth almost come, but Razer felt her tense and quickly pulled his fingers out and unsnapped his jeans. Sitting back on his haunches, he maneuvered Beth until a leg was on each side of his hips. Reaching sideways, he opened his nightstand drawer, taking out a condom and ripping it open then sliding it onto his hard length.

Beth watched him, not sure if she wanted to finish what they had started. Her body was ready, but her conscience was holding her back. She wasn’t sure she was strong enough to overcome the battle and was about to call a halt when Razer looked at her, reading the indecision on her face.

Instead of becoming angry, Razer felt challenged. “If you’re not sure, I must not be doing something right. Do you know how bad I want your little pussy? I wanted you the first time I saw you.”

Beth tried to gather her thoughts at his seductive words, however her mind was racing with carnal thoughts now. His hand returned to her pussy where, once again, his fingers began playing.

“You wouldn’t remember because you didn’t see me.” The whole time he talked, his fingers were bringing the urgent need back into her body, making her twist and turn on the rumpled bed. He held her firmly, though, positioning her body exactly where he wanted it. “You were sitting outside the diner with Lily while Shade and I were in the parking lot across the street, getting our bikes inspected. I don’t remember what Lily was eating, but you were sitting in the sun, licking an ice cream cone. It reminded me of a kitty lapping up her cream.” The images he was drawing in her mind while his thrusting fingers had her arching her hips, creating a frenzy in her where she was unable to stop herself from wanting more of him.

Razer fit his cock against her wet invitation, pressing inward. “I almost came in my jeans that day watching you. Felt like an idiot when the Sheriff handed me the inspection sticker. I hadn’t even noticed he was finished.” Razer continued his story now as a means to keep himself distracted from coming immediately from the tight warmth sucking him inside. “I knew then that I was going to find a way to get my cock in you.” Razer pulled her hips towards him, her silky cunt taking his strokes until he was blocked by a thin piece of skin.

Shocked and more than a little awed, he practically growled, “Ah… my little kitty is a sweet, little virgin.” He gave a hard push of his hips, breaking through the membrane. Beth gave a tiny scream at the pain, but Razer didn’t give her time to let it gain control. His hands that had been holding her hips slid down, forming a v, then began stroking her clit, making it peak out. Beth wiggled down further onto his cock, making Razer groan at her movement.

“That’s it. My little kitten wants my cock, doesn’t she?” Razer rose off his haunches, leaning over Beth, plunging all the way inside her until she felt his tight balls against her ass.

“I am going to let you come now, kitten.” Beth frantically nodded her agreement as she continued moving her hips helplessly against his, searching for relief from the orgasm he was ruthlessly guiding her towards. “I’m going to come with you. I’m not going to be too rough, though, because I plan to fuck you all night and you’re going to be a good kitty and let me. Okay?”

“Yes… Yes…” Beth agreed.

Razer lived up to his words. When she came, he followed her within a few, smooth strokes. He let her thrashing body throw him over the edge into his climax, instead of pounding her into the mattress the way he wanted. When she quit trembling, Razer slid out, removing the condom and putting it in the trashcan by the bed. Beth shyly turned away, but Razer pulled her back onto his chest as he laid back.

While Beth lie panting on his chest, trying to catch her breath, her eyes fell to the only tattoo he had on his body. It was over his heart, which she thought was appropriate. The center had a Navy Seal insignia with a snake wrapping around it with other objects surrounding it. The items were two revolvers with a metal chain linking them, brass knuckles, a hand of cards and a razor knife. The whole tattoo had a smoky effect, which gave it a sinister appearance. It was when Beth saw the razor knife that she understood that the objects represented each of the eight, original members. Beth studied the razor knife closely and noticed it had several lines drawn into the pattern of the handle. On two lines there were two different dates.

“What is the significance of the dates on the razor?”

“The day I joined the Navy and the day I joined The Last Riders.”

“What does your tattoo mean?”

“Everyone has to figure it out for themselves.”

“Why do you only have this tattoo when everyone else has several more?”

Razer laughed. “I don’t like needles. I was born addicted to crack and the first couple years I struggled just to stay alive. Doctors and nurses were always poking me with needles. I don’t let them anywhere near me now, but I wanted this one. I’m not going to get another. I had to threaten the motherfucker who gave me this one not to tell anyone that I had passed out.”

When Beth burst out laughing at that, Razer rolled her over, putting a hand over her mouth to cut the sound off.

“Shh… everyone will hear you laughing. They’ll think you’re laughing at my dick,” he joked before removing his hand.

“I doubt that. Everyone here knows your dick is no laughing matter.”

“Damn right,” he gloated.

She wiggled out of his arms, grinning. “Of course, they might think I’m laughing at your fucking.”

Razer lunged for her just as she rolled off the bed. Beth squealed like a girl and took off running to the bathroom with him chasing her.

“I doubt that. They heard you screaming when you came.”

Razer pushed into the bathroom as she tried to slam the door. Jerking her into his arms, he kissed her silly. Beth’s laughter died as he turned the shower on, maneuvering her into the warm spray. It seemed to be a night of first for her; sex and now showering with a man. As they washed each other, they explored one another’s bodies until Razer broke away, leaving her under the water.

“Stay here.”

He came back within minutes, joining her in the shower once more. At first she thought she was imagining what she saw glinting in his hand, but as she got a better look, she realized that she had been right.

“Razer... is that a straight razor?”

“Yes.” Guiding her foot to the ledge in the shower where he helped her brace it there. He then grabbed some lotion hanging in the caddy beneath the showerhead. “Stand still.”

He poured some lotion into the palm of his hand and rubbed it into the blond curls between her thighs before he raised the razor and gently began shaving.

“Razer, stop. I can…” She started to put her leg down.

“Don’t move, I don’t want to cut you,” he warned.

Beth froze in place as he continued to shave her, moving her leg higher until he could even slide the Razer around the sides of her plump lips. It was definitely a new experience and Beth could only stand there blushing furiously. When he was done, he took the handheld showerhead down, aiming it between her legs until she was clean. Then he put it back and, taking another bottle down, poured a different lotion on his hand rubbing it gently into her cleanly shaven skin.

After he had finished, they got out of the shower and dried off before lazily making their way back into the bedroom. Beth then sat on the bed and called Lily while Razer went downstairs to bring some food back for them to eat.

As they ate, they sat talking about the likelihood of zombie apocalypses versus deep-sea volcano eruptions bringing an end to the world. When her giggling had her falling backwards, Razer took advantage of her splayed legs, pulling her towards him.

Beth knew by the look in his eyes that he wanted her again and she wanted him just as badly.

“I’ve had my dinner, now I want my dessert.”

He kissed her thighs, sliding them apart in order to latch onto her clit. He took his time, determined to teach her the pleasure to be found in his bed. His tongue found her entrance and he laved inward, parting the lips of her pussy to taste the treasured tightness within. Beth’s head fell back onto the pillow as her back arched, and she grabbed the rail at the head of his bed. Frantically, she tried to wrench away from him, the strength of her orgasm frightening. Razer held her firmly, his mouth latched onto her clit until her quivering stopped.

“I never knew I could come that hard,” she whimpered.

Razer removed another condom from the nightstand and with a hand on her waist, flipped her boneless body onto her stomach.

“Now the challenge is for you to make me come as hard.”

“So it’s a challenge?”

“Not much of one, I’m almost ready to come.” His hand forced her shoulders to the bed, which lifted her ass in the air. His sheathed cock slid inside her with a series of hard thrusts.

“You sore?”

“No”

“You will be. I took it easy on you last time.” His hands on her hips had her pushing back against him hard. Loud slaps filled the air as he began pounding into her. Beth’s hands reached out to grab the metal headboard to keep from banging her head against it. Beth’s thighs began to tremble from the force he was fucking her with.

“Razer... I don’t know if I can come again,” Beth pleaded.

“You’re going to come again harder than you did last time.” Beth did not know if she would be able to take it if she did , however the force of his thrusts gradually rebuilt the fire inside of her body. He located the spot that sent her moaning and managed to continue to find it each time he surged inside her. Her pussy began tightening, gripping onto his length as Beth felt her climax building. She wasn’t able to do much more than let Razer throw her into blazing contractions of sensation that had her grabbing a pillow to quiet the screams tearing from her throat.

Beth’s orgasm had her rocking back onto him hard. Razer barely managed to pin her down so that he could finish with a series of thrusts that prolonged the pleasure building in his cock. Unable to draw it out any longer, he buried himself deep and came with a long groan.

“Woman, you take everything I have in me to keep up with you.”

“Razer, I think you’re the one trying to kill me.”

B
eth was surprised
at how quickly the week went by while she stayed at Razer’s house. Switching patients with Evie had made her days shorter, but of course, they were now longer for Evie. Beth felt guilty, yet could do little to change the situation until they discovered who had shot at her. Thankfully, next week they planned to switch again. Evie could go back to her original schedule, just different patients.

Friday was a light day for both of them, though Beth and Evie left the house early that morning. Evie was able to finish after one patient. Beth also finished early, returned to the house at lunchtime and headed into the kitchen for a bite to eat. As she entered the room, Rider was sitting at the counter, eating a sandwich.

Beth got the bread and began making herself a peanut butter sandwich. “The house is quiet. Where is everyone?”

Rider grinned. “It’s Friday. Party day.” At Beth’s raised brow, he explained further, “Everyone went into town for supplies. Usually the guys go, but the girls went too this time. I heard them carrying on about something, but I try not to listen when they’re scheming.” He gave a shudder.

Beth laughed. She had become friends with several of the house occupants. They respected her personal space and, when she hadn’t responded to a few of their overtures, they had backed off with a smile. The thing that had surprised her the most was that, while they weren’t shy about where or with whom they had sex, it wasn’t as constant as she had thought.

They worked hard. Beth would hear them in the factory early in the mornings before she went to work and she’d noticed that they also worked late into the evenings. Often, they would come in exhausted only to grab a bite to eat before going to bed.

On the other hand, they were filled with sexual energy. Beth had walked in the living room or television room on several occasions to find the members having sex. Others who enjoyed watching would often join in if invited. Those were the ones that Beth had a harder time dealing with because she felt it was only a matter of time before she walked in to find Razer involved in another trio. The first couple of times she had immediately left the room, deeply embarrassed, however it didn’t upset her as badly now. She supposed she was becoming desensitized.

Beth finished her sandwich and drank her milk then took her phone out to call Razer and see what he was doing. He had still been sleeping when she’d left; she hadn’t wanted to wake him yet, but she now regretted missing the morning sex that she had become accustomed to. She was about to punch his phone number in when the front door opened and the men came in carrying groceries with the girls trailing behind, packing shopping bags from one of the few stores in town.

Evie raised her bag. “Beth you missed out; we emptied that excuse of a department store. After we get something to eat, we’re going upstairs to change into our new clothes. Since I’m your best friend, I even picked you up a little something-something.”

Beth laughed, lowering the phone as the kitchen became crowded with the guys putting up groceries and getting the meat ready for the grill.

“Watch it. Be careful.” Beth’s attention was drawn to Natasha whose hand was covering a patch on the curve of her breast. Beth froze, knowing in her gut what was underneath. Natasha went to the refrigerator and took out a soda. Opening it, she downed several swallows before sitting at the counter.

Her hand shaking, Beth put the phone back in her pocket. Face white, she headed for the door, wanting to get out of the room as quickly as possible.

Jewell drew everyone’s attention to her. “What’s wrong, Beth? You look like you’re going to throw up.”

“Where’s Razer?” Beth’s question came out in a whisper.

“He’s not here, he’s with…” Without waiting for Evie to finish, Beth tried to leave the room, but Evie grabbed her arm. “Let me get a cold rag.”

“No, I have to get out of here.”

“Leave her alone, Evie; she knows,” Natasha said.

“Knows what?” Evie’s confused eyes searched Beth’s then went to Natasha.

“Fuck, no, he didn’t. That’s where you went while we were shopping?” Evie couldn’t believe Razer’s stupidity. The hurt on Beth’s face was something she’d never wanted to see repeated and now it was right before her again.

“Yes.” Natasha had guilt written all over her face.

“What date does it have?” Beth forced herself to look at Natasha expressionlessly.

“Today.”

“Congratulations,” Beth said, forcing herself to walk slowly out of the kitchen. She had her keys in the pocket of her pants and kept walking until she was out the front door.

Shade was getting off his bike when he saw Beth walk out the door. Even from where he was sitting, he could see the pain on her face. Quickly, he took out his cell, punching in Razer’s number.

“Beth is leaving the house. From her face, I would say she knows what went down this morning.”

“Keep her there. I’ll be there in five.” The line disconnected.

Beth did not run from the house. She consoled herself with the fact that at least this time she had not caught Razer in bed with another woman. No, it was tattooed on the woman’s breast in plain sight so that every time Beth looked at her she would know the exact date that Razer had fucked her. As she drew closer to her car, she saw Shade leaning against the driver’s door, blocking her from getting inside it.

“Hi, Beth.”

“Shade.”

Beth paused, waiting for him to move out of her way. When he didn’t, she tried politely to get him to move.

“Excuse me, Shade, I would like to get in my car.”

“Oh, going somewhere?”

As she was trying to get into her car, Beth figured that was pretty much self-evident, yet she still managed to respond, “Yes. Do you mind?” Again, she tried to get to the door of her car, but Shade would not budge.

“Actually, I do. Razer will be here in a minute. He wants you to wait for him.”

“But I don’t want to wait for Razer,” Beth argued.

“Take that up with him.” He shrugged.

“To do that, I would have to be here, which I don’t want to be. Now, would you please move out of my way?”

“Too late.” Shade gave a nod to Razer who had pulled in on his bike, deliberately blocking Beth’s car. Shade moved away as Razer got off his bike to face an angry Beth.

“I want to leave and I would appreciate it if you would move your bike.”

“Where are you going?”

“I need to see a patient.”

“Who?”

Beth thought fast. “Mrs. Rogers.”

Razer pulled out his cell phone. “What’s her number? I want to see what the emergency is.”

Beth couldn’t think that fast. “Never mind. I don’t have to tell you where I am going. I just am. Evie can bring my stuff when she comes to work Monday.”

“So you’re not planning on coming back?”

“No, I am not coming back,” she snapped, irritated.

“Why?”

“Why?” Beth repeated.

“Yes, Beth, why are you moving out, knowing that your life is in danger?” Razer responded.

“Because I don’t want to stay here any longer.”

“Why?”

“None of your fucking business,” Beth said.

Razer’s eyes narrowed at her words. “Watch yourself, Beth.”

Beth glared back. “Fuck off!” She snatched her car door open, determined to run over his bike if he didn’t move it, when she felt herself lifted off her feet and thrown over Razer’s shoulder.

“I think we need to talk.”

“I don’t want to talk to you, you asshole. That was the whole point of me wanting to fucking leave!” Beth yelled.

“I wonder what Pastor Dean would think of the language spewing out of your mouth?”

“I don’t fucking care! Let me go!” Beth screamed as he walked towards the house.

Razer ignored her and kept on walking. Beth saw various feet as they walked through the house, but none of them moved forward to help. She quit struggling as he walked up the stairs, figuring no argument was worth a broken neck , however as soon as he cleared the steps, her struggles resumed.

“What is your problem?” Beth yelled at him the second her feet touched the floor in Razer’s room.

He raised a sardonic brow at her as he shut the door, leaning back against it to prevent her leaving before they’d had a chance to talk.

“I think you’re the one who obviously has a problem since you’re determined to leave without giving me an explanation.”

“I certainly don’t owe you any explanations.”

“You have been lying in that bed, fucking my brains into mush for a week, woman. I damn well think I
do
deserve an explanation.”

“I know you fucked Natasha,” Beth said, simply wanting to get it over with so she could leave before bursting into tears in front of the jerk.

“Did she say I fucked her?”

“No, but she didn’t deny it.”

Razer nodded. ‘That’s because Viper asked her not to.”

“Viper?”

“Yes. He was here this morning before everyone got up. I had a meeting with him. No one other than Shade, Natasha, me and now you, know that Viper is in town. He wants to keep it that way for a little while longer.”

“So Viper and Natasha?”

“Viper fucked Natasha this morning and afterwards she got her tat.”

Beth felt relief. As if she could finally breathe again.

“That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the show.” Beth’s breath caught again. Feeling as if her legs were going to give out, she walked the short distance to sit on the end of the bed.

“You watched?”

“Yes, but I did not touch or participate,” Razer clarified. “Beth, I told you no woman has her name on my dick. That means you, too. What we have is good and I am not ready for it to end and I don’t think you are, either.” He waited for a nod from her before he continued, “That being said, I know me touching another woman in the club goes beyond what you can deal with, so I am giving you my word that I won’t touch, but I am not going to let you cut my balls off, either. So you will have to deal with me watching and enjoying the others playing.” Beth didn’t know how to feel about his blunt reply.

Razer watched her facial expressions and sought to relieve her fears. “I am not going to do shit behind your back. If I watch Rider give it to Jewell, I’m not going to pretend I didn’t. But I know you enjoy watching, too, Beth. You didn’t exactly run out of the room the other day when Knox and Natasha were fucking and you sure as hell didn’t turn your eyes away last night when Bliss gave Rider a blowjob. You may leave the room, but not without taking your sweet time. Instead, when we went to bed last night, you were so primed that it took me half the night to satisfy you and that’s saying a lot coming from me, which is also why I was still sleeping when you left.”

Beth turned bright red. He was right, watching Bliss and Rider the night before had brought out the desires in her body and she had thought it would never be quenched. Razer had produced several satisfying climaxes in her and had doused the fire that had been brought to life by observing them. As soon as Beth admitted that to herself, recriminations set in. She could hear her father screaming in her head how sick and perverted she was.

As if he could tell what was going on in her head, Razer softly said, “No, Beth.” He then got on his knees before her and pulled her hands away from her face. “There is nothing wrong with enjoying sex in all the different ways there are to enjoy it. There is no one underage here, coerced or forced to be here. We enjoy sex and have a lifestyle that works for us. However, I can see that goes against everything you have been raised to believe and want for yourself. You have to find out what suits you best and makes you happy.”

Beth took a deep breath. “I can deal with you watching. I just don’t want to be worried that you’re going to fuck another woman the minute I leave your side.”

Razer didn’t say he would not touch another woman ever, however he was able to give her some peace of mind. “I promise that before I touch another woman, I will tell you. I don’t want that fear in you all the time, but I will tell you, knowing that when I do, we will be over because I’m also aware that you couldn’t deal with that choice from me. Okay?”

It was as good as she was going to get. Beth knew she would have to be content with what he was able to give her. “All right.”

“Are we cool?”

Beth smiled. “Yes.”

Razer leaned forward, giving her a deep kiss. As Beth responded by winding her arms around his neck, a knock at the door interrupted them.

Razer disengaged their lips, standing up. Before answering the door, he warned her, “Remember, no one is supposed to know that it wasn’t me who voted Natasha in this morning.” At her nod, Razer opened the door to see Evie standing uncertainly, ready to knock again.

“Can I come in?”

Razer opened the door wider in invitation. Evie searched both of their faces before a smile lit her face, determining that for now their argument had been settled. She then lifted her hand with a bag in it. “I got you an outfit when we went out today. I knew you didn’t have anything here to wear for the party tonight. I would’ve swung by your house and picked you up something, but figured you didn’t have anything there, either.” She laughed. “So I took care of it when I picked up something new for myself.”

“You shouldn’t have, but thanks. I appreciate that you picked something out for me.”

Evie smirked, handing her the bag. “Yes, well, you’ll probably wish that I hadn’t when you see what I bought. I’m getting out of here before you do. I have to get ready myself. If you don’t hurry, the guys will pick out all the best steaks for themselves.”

“I’ll get changed and be right down.” Impulsively, Beth grabbed a startled Evie, giving her a tight hug.

“Girl, you know I don’t hug,” she said, pulling herself away with a smile.

“I just wanted you to know how much your friendship means to me,” Beth said, not in the least fazed.

“God, now she is getting mushy. I definitely gotta go.” Beth laughed as Evie practically ran from the room.

Razer shut the door behind her, taking Beth into his arms. His lips brushed her neck.

“How come you never get mushy with me?” he questioned.