Hostage
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 Jamie Begley

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“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.
“I can make you feel so … good.” Raci brought her hand once again to his dick.
He yanked her hands back, holding them behind her back. “Did I tell you that you could touch my dick?”
Raci leaned forward, running her tongue up the side of his neck before stopping at his earlobe and sucking it into her mouth.
“You want my dick? Ask for it.”
“Can I suck your dick?”
She moaned when he yanked her skirt up, baring her to her waist. He brought his hand between her thighs, and Raci spread her legs as he slid a finger inside her pussy. Raci twisted on his fingers, sprawling her legs wider.
“How long have you been with the Last Rider’s?”
Raci moaned louder. “Several years.”
“That’s a long time.”
Raci frantically nodded as Jackal began to pump his finger into her drenched pussy.
“I bet they took one look at a beautiful girl like you and thought they hit the jackpot.”
Surprisingly, she shook her head. “My cousin had to talk Viper’s brother into letting me join. It’s not easy to become a Last Rider.”
“Where is he? I want to thank him.”
Raci tried to open Jackal’s jeans again, and Jackal saw the flicker of fear enter her eyes.
“She doesn’t live in Treepoint.”
“Where is she? Call her. I’m tired of the Predators. We could meet up. We can start our own club,” Jackal said as he rubbed her tit with his free hand.
“Crystal has an old man.”
“Introduce me to her. I can take care of him.”
Raci shoved her hand down his jeans, taking out his cock. “I haven’t seen a pierced dick since Diamond married Knox,” she whimpered. “Fuck me.”
Jackal pulled his hand out of her pussy. The fact that she hadn’t noticed his dick wasn’t hard showed she wasn’t into fucking him.
Clenching his hand on her thigh, he smeared her juices on the inside of her leg. “I think we need to get Viper down here to enjoy this party.”
“Viper’s busy.”
Jackal jerked back at Penni’s choked voice. He didn’t spare a glance at the woman who was trying to tug her skirt back down as he shoved his dick back into his jeans.
Penni turned and ran up the steps, and Jackal ran across the room, his hand reaching out to try to catch her. Penni dodged his hand, turning to face him.
“Don’t you dare touch me when you still smell like her!”
Jackal jerked his hand back. “Listen to me—”
Penni clenched her hands into fists. “I’m going to walk up these steps and go to Shade’s house, and you’re not going to fucking touch me. Do you understand?”
The fury blasting from her told Jackal she wasn’t ready to listen to anything he had to say. It would end a fight and give her something else to hate him for. Therefore, he would wait until morning to talk to her.
“Yes.” He nodded once.
Raci tried to slide past them.
“We’re not done.” Jackal pulled her to his side. Then he wanted to kick himself at his choice of words as he saw Penni blanch then run up the steps.
“I hate you!” she yelled. With each step she took, more expressions of animosity came out. “God, I hate you!” Her voice became shriller.
Jackal barely had time to move away from the bottom of the steps as a chair came tumbling down.
“Get away from me!” Jackal heard her furious scream from the kitchen, but he wasn’t stupid enough to attempt the steps. It was lucky he hadn’t. Plates came flying down, crashing onto the floor.
“She’s gone crazy. Maybe you should go talk to her?” Raci whispered when a large cookie jar joined the pile.
Jackal looked at Raci as if she had lost her mind. “If you’re so brave, you go up there.”
“Never mind.”
“Shit.” She was pissed off.
“Fuck that asshole!” Penni screamed down the stairs.