OWNED THREE: BLAZING DEVILS MC Page 2

  Danger’s dark brown eyes burnt into mine with annoyance. His eyes traveled to the kid’s hand that was still on my arm and he took a step toward him, his fists clenched up at his sides. The kid’s friends recognized Danger right away and pulled the kid who had been talking to me away, his hand falling from my wrist.

  “He didn’t know, man.” One of them offered half-heartedly.

  “And that’s my problem how?” Danger snapped.

  I wanted to tell Danger it was no big deal, that the kid meant no harm but I knew better than to challenge his authority in front of others. Danger grilled them for a few seconds but he must decide in the end that he has bigger problems because after a few seconds he shook his head. “Get the fuck out of my sight.”

  They shuffled off and Danger turned his gaze toward me.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” he demanded.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” I shot back, trying to buy myself some time.

  “I’ll ask the questions here,” Danger said. He grabbed my arm and started to pull me after him toward the back of the parking lot where my car was parked. “You can never just mind your own business, can you? You always have to be poking around. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is out here at this time of night for a girl like you?”

  I had to practically run to keep up with his fast pace. “I can take care of myself! I don’t need big bad Danger coming to my rescue whenever someone looks at me the wrong way! I’m a grown woman!”

  We reached my car and Danger pushed me toward the drivers seat. “Sure you are. What the hell are you doing here? Did you…” he trailed off, shaking his head back and forth like the thought might set him over the edge. “Did you follow me?”

  I had never lied to Danger before. Never acted like he was wrong or like I wasn’t doing something I wasn’t supposed to. But this was different. I couldn’t tell him the truth: I couldn’t tell him I had followed him out here. Because that would mean I had to tell him what I had seen and telling him that would make him flip the fuck out. Not to mention he would definitely send someone after me to make sure I went home and stayed home just like he had a few nights before at the club. No, I had to play this cool.

  “Wow, really? No, Danger, I didn’t follow you! Tasha called me drunk and asked me to meet her here. When I showed up she was a mess and one of our other girls just ended up bringing her home because she was puking everywhere. So I grabbed a coffee. God, you’re unbelievable.” It amazed me how easy the lie rolled off my tongue and I immediately felt guilty. But what else was I supposed to do? He would flip the fuck out if he knew I had followed him.

  Danger raised his eyebrows at me; like he was trying to determine if I was telling the truth or not, but I could see the anger in his eyes calming down.

  “I’ll call Tasha right now,” I said as a way to dead the situation completely. I was hoping he wouldn’t call me out on my bluff, letting me dial her to prove my point.

  Danger reached out and pulled my hand out of my purse as I dug around for my phone. “Stop, no need, I believe you.”

  “Really?” I crossed my hands over my chest. “Could have fooled me.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” He asked, his sense of control taking over.

  “I didn’t know I had to tell you every move I made.”

  “Well,” he inched closer to me, nudging my body with his, “you do.”

  The butterflies in my stomach took off as I realized he was flirting with me. It was a new feeling, one I wasn’t used to from Danger. I mean we have probably flirted before without me realizing it but this was different, it was right in my face.

  He shook his head, laughing at how easy it is to make me uncomfortable. “You should go home now, it’s late and there're tons of guys out here trying to be bad.”

  I leaned toward him, trying to kiss him, but he backed away from me. “Whoa, no, no, no.” He looked around the parking lot, making sure no one saw us. “We can’t be making out and shit in public.”

  “Why not?” I pouted.

  “Because,” Danger said, “I don’t make out with any bitches in public and suddenly I’m doing it with my stepsister. It looks suspicious as fuck.”

  “So you’re saying you don’t want to kiss me then? No, it’s cool I get it.” I turned around and opened the door to my car, ready to climb in.

  Danger grabbed me by the arm and swung me around. He sighed, looking around quickly to make sure no one was looking then he leaned down and put his lips on top of mine.

  And there those butterflies were again, taking off.

  A few minutes later Danger and me were dry humping in the backseat of my car, making out while I grind my pussy on his lap. His hands drifted down to the back of my pants, grabbing my butt as he stuck his long smooth tongue further down my throat.

  He moaned into my mouth and I grind into his lap even harder. I could feel his huge cock all hard in his pants already. It was so fucking hot. I reached my hand down and grabbed it, enjoying how excited I was making him.

  “Kat,” he moaned into my mouth. “Stop. We can’t. I have to go.”

  I kissed him again, hard and hungry, letting him know that I didn’t plan on letting him go anytime soon. He pushed me further into his body roughly, not letting me up for any air.

  I took his hand and shoved it down my pants, wanting him to feel how wet he made me. He wasted no time shoving his fingers inside of my hot fat pussy and starting to fuck the shit out of me with his hand. I moaned, rocking back and forth on top of his fingers as he flicked his fingers back and forth.

  “Cum, baby, cum for me, Kat.”

  I exploded all over his fingers, happy that I was able to obey him so fast.

  God, he made me so fucking hot.

  I grabbed at his hard cock fast and yanked it out of his pants. It sprung straight up, all ready for my attention. I spat on it and Danger moaned in satisfaction. I opened my mouth wide and shoved it so deep down my throat that I gagged right away, but I didn’t care. I pushed through, knowing he liked it deep.

  Danger panted heavily, grabbing me by the back of my head and moving me up and down over his dick super fast so he could get off just the way he liked. I could feel my eyes starting to water as he thrust in and out of my mouth but all it did was turn me on all over again. I wanted to turn him on; I wanted to make him happy in every way possible. No matter what that took.

  I refused to come up for air, letting Danger face fuck me as long as he wanted. After a few minutes, he clutched the back of my head hard and I felt his hot cum burst all over inside my mouth. Every time I made him cum a sense of satisfaction came over me.

  I clung my head to Danger’s chest, letting his muscular arms wrap around me as we both breathe heavily in satisfaction. I nuzzled my head into his chest, knowing what was coming, but not wanting him to leave.

  “I have to go,” he said. “Link and Trigger are probably wondering where the fuck I went.” He started getting ready to go and I sighed. I hated how I still found myself doing whatever it took to be close to him even when I knew he was keeping things from me. Even when I knew he was doing shady things I still wanted him, still desired him more than anything else in my life.

  We climbed out of the car slowly. The windows were all fogged up now and anyone who saw us getting out would have known what we had been doing inside there in a second.

  Somehow I think Danger’s more worried about that than I am.

  He looked around and I swore I could see him sigh in relief when he realized no one was paying much attention to us. He reached out a hand and smoothed down my dark hair that must be flying around in every direction by now.

  “Go home now, Kat. I mean it.” The same dominance and control were in his voice as earlier, not wanting me to disobey him.

  “I am. Why are you so paranoid?”

  I saw something I couldn’t read flash into his eyes but it was gone just as quick as it came. The same cold and in control expressio
n as always replaced it. “I’m not, I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

  “I’m always safe but yes I will go straight home.”

  Danger grinned. “Good girl.” He looked around the parking lot once more than kissed me goodbye, shutting the door to my car shut behind me. I bought the engine to life and took off out of the parking lot the wrong way like I’m heading back to the house.

  A few blocks up the street I circled around and headed back toward the restaurant. I knew I shouldn’t be lying to him but I wanted to know what the hell was going on inside of that restaurant. I parked even further up the block; paranoid now that Danger knew my car was in the area.

  I looked out the window at the black van that was still parked in front of the restaurant. This was taking forever, it would be light out soon and they still hadn’t made any moves.

  My phone went off from inside my bag.

  One new text from Danger: TEXT ME WHEN YOU’RE HOME SAFE.

  I replied right away: OK. WHAT ARE U GUYS DOING ANYWAY?

  My phone vibrated in my hand: DON’T TEXT AND DRIVE.

  I sighed. Of course, he would ignore the question.

  The lights of the van finally flicked to life across the street and I felt my pulse start to speed up. It was show time. The van took off around the side of the restaurant and I lunged out of my car after it when I realized it was driving to the back entrance of the building. I had to move a lot faster than I was before so I didn’t miss any important moves that these fools made.

  I made it around the back of the building just as the van was pulling up.

  Danger jumped out of the driver seat and I crept behind the same smelly dumpster as before just in time. The back door to the restaurant swung open right away and Link and Silk both rushed out.

  “What the fuck took you so long?” Link snapped.

  “Where’s Trigger?” Trigger asked, looking past Link and into the open doorway of the building behind him.

  Link huffed, annoyed. “He’s flaky, just like you. Got some call and took off like a pussy whipped bitch.”

  Silk laughed from behind Link. “You don’t know it was a girl on the phone.”

  “I know what it sounds like when a brothers talking to a bitch,” Link snapped. “And if it was a bitch and I find out Trigger left this to go handle some shit with her then that’s going to be a problem. A problem that needs to be taken care of.”

  Danger looked down at the ground, probably thinking about me.

  I immediately felt guilty for keeping him away for so long.

  “Whatever, let’s just do this.” Danger walked past the two of them, back inside the restaurant and Link and Silk followed.

  They emerged a few seconds later and I felt my heart catch in my throat.

  Because they were carrying a body.

  I gasped and felt my body jerk back a little bit.

  I crashed into something hard and then I felt a rough hand cover my mouth, yanking me back further into the darkness with them. A knife was thrown at my throat. “If you move I swear to god I’ll kill you.”

  And then everything faded to darkness.

  PART TWO

  JENNIFER

  The fact that I had Trigger Ford’s tongue in my mouth was crazy to the highest degree. I didn’t even know what I was doing. It seemed like every time I told myself I was going to do one thing when it came to Trigger, I ended up doing the other.

  Like right now for example. I had just hooked up with Trigger a few hours ago and I’d told myself at least six times since then that I was about to leave, that I was going to get up and take the fuck off toward home. I had told myself that hooking up with Trigger Ford for the second time in a few days was clearly a huge mistake. And yet I had never left.

  And I was making out with him on his couch.

  The same couch we had just hooked up on hours earlier.

  Trigger slid his tongue deeper inside of my mouth and I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down tighter on top of me. I ran my hands up and down his back feeling his dark defined muscles through his shirt.

  I moved my hands around to the front of him and put my hands inside his shirt, desperate to feel his rock solid abs. His body was exactly the way I remembered it when I would watch him from afar all those months ago in school; right on point. God, how did this man stay in such good shape?

  He made me instantly self-conscious. My body was nowhere near as perfect as his. I ran my hands up and down his stomach, enjoying his smooth silky skin. He grinned into my mouth, knowing what he had and how much I was enjoying it.

  I smirked. “You’re so cocky.”

  He winked and kissed me again. “Oh, I’m cocky alright.”

  I laughed into his mouth at his lame joke. “Point proven.”

  “You love it,” he said, dipping his tongue in my mouth again.

  And he was right, I did.

  I knew this could only end one way and that was bad. Every girl in the city knew to not get attached to any of the Ford brothers, to not think you were actually special to any of them. They went through women like they were disposable; like they were good for a few uses and then needed to be thrown out. I knew I wouldn’t be any different so why did I have such a hard time leaving Trigger alone?

  No woman should be this attached after a day unless they were crazy.

  I was starting to think I was crazy.

  I kissed him harder, unable to think straight with him being so close to me.

  Trigger rolled his tongue around inside of my mouth, back and forth. My pussy started throbbing in between my legs. Damn, he was such a good kisser. I gasped as he pushed his crotch further into my lap.

  “Why do you have to be such a good kisser?” I gasped.

  Trigger grinned, taking in the compliment like he did every compliment a girl threw his way. “Why? Are you turned on?”

  He kissed me again, harder and I moaned into his lips, unable to control how good he was making my body feel. God, I was so fucking wet it was driving me crazy. Like Trigger could read my thoughts he stuck one of his hands between my legs, rubbing the center of me through my pants. I ground my pussy into his hand, getting more and more turned on with every touch he gave me. I must have been dripping wet by then.

  “Oh, yeah. You’re turned on alright, Jennifer.” He grinned, watching the look on my face as he teased me, rubbing me faster and faster through the thin fabric of my pants. He made me feel better than anyone else had in a long time.

  “Stop teasing me,” I told him, puffing out my bottom lip and pretending to pout.

  He laughed, crushing his lips against mine. “You want me to feel you inside your pants, huh?”

  “Yes,” I moaned, too turned on to care if I sounded desperate.

  Trigger slipped his fingers inside of my pants, teasing and rubbing me through my panties while he watched my eyes and rocked his hips into me. He was such a jerk, he knew I wanted him to finger me and he was still on the outside of my panties, making me squirm.

  I took his hand and shoved it further inside my personal area, letting him know I was growing impatient of his game. He put me out of my misery and started playing with me inside of my panties. He flicked me gently, taking his time while he got me off.

  I bit my lip and moaned loudly, enjoying how he was making me feel.

  Finally, he stuck one of his fingers inside of my throbbing hotness, then two and he was rocking me back and forth over his fingers, breathing heavy into my ear. “You like that, Jennifer?”

  I didn’t say anything.

  I was too caught up in what he was doing to trust myself to speak.

  “Yeah, you do,” he said, knowing what I was feeling without me saying it.

  He started fingering me harder and faster making me whole body rock back and forth like I had a dick inside of me. He took my body to ecstasy and I felt like I was going to orgasm at any second.

  The effect he had on me was crazy.

  “Cum now,” he
demanded.

  I did; letting it drip all over his hand and fingers.

  He grinned, licking it up slowly.

  My heart pounded harder and harder in my chest. My body was so happy I was satisfied, comfortable now that it had gotten it's desire filled.

  “My turn?” Trigger asked, a full of himself grin on his face.

  “You already got off or do you not remember that far back?” I joked, referring to how I had just given him head hours earlier.

  “That was before you got me all worked up again,” he told me, taking my hand and moving it to the crotch of his pants where his rock hard cock was poking out at me.

  I started to rub it through his pants. I loved his cock. It was so big and perfect. Not like the other little boys I had fucked with in the past. I wasn’t sure if he was implying that I should give him head again or if we should fuck. He hadn’t tried anything more, but we also had only really known one another a few days. It was too soon for that. Especially since my experience with sex had only been with a few people. I was pretty sure he was way better at it than me.

  I kept rubbing it trying to decide what the best way to tell him this was.

  And that was when the banging started.

  Someone was pounding on Trigger’s door as hard as they could in the middle of the night. I shot up from the couch, readjusting myself and trying to not freak the fuck out. Why was someone pounding on Trigger’s door in the middle of the night? It must be a robber! Or the cops!

  “Who the fuck is that?” I asked, alarm written all over my face.

  Trigger sighed, getting up from the sofa and pulling his shirt down from where I was molesting his sexy abs minutes earlier. “Who knows? Maybe Jay or Silk.”

  “WHO?” I asked, looking around Trigger’s townhouse now for a back door or something I could sneak out of. I really wasn’t trying to see any of Trigger’s crazy club crew. The little run in I had with his brother a day prior was plenty for me.

  The pounding continued, getting harder and faster with each hit.

  “Do you want something to eat?” Trigger asked me, walking toward the kitchen. Apparently, his hard cock was forgotten for the moment.