Train's Clash
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“No, thanks.” She turned, nearly bumping into a grinning Train.
She slammed the door shut when he started laughing.
“She is going to fuck them both, and he thought he could fuck me, too?” she stormed, tearing off Train’s shirt.
“Crash could fuck five women and have enough left over to give you.”
She had imagined Train doing other women every night they weren’t together, but she hadn’t even thought that he would do two or more a night. Or a day. The sobering fact had her wanting to get dressed.
She picked up her clothes, going to the side of the bed as if she were going to lie down. “Who was the chick? I’ve never seen her before.”
“That’s Sasha. She became a member before Aisha was born.”
“Did you give her your vote?”
“Beth told you about the votes?”
“Yes. And before you say anything, we won’t say anything.”
“Yes, I gave her my vote.” Train held her stare, waiting for her reaction.
Killyama didn’t react. She simply looked down at her clothes.
Sex meant nothing to him. It was about quantity to The Last Riders, not quality. She wouldn’t even be second best to Train. She would be third, or fourth, or fifth. Hell, he probably couldn’t remember which women he fucked the day before, much less the day before that.
She looked up, surprising him. “Why are you staring at me that way? Afraid I’m going to freak out on you?”
“It crossed my mind.”
She tossed her clothes down then languidly stretched out on his bed. “Who has more stamina, you or Crash?”
She could tell he was debating on whether to tell her the truth or not. Like all men, his pride won out.
“Me.”
“Prove it.”
Train gave a relieved breath, lying down next to her and running a hand over her breasts. “I told you, you’re a dangerous woman.”
She raised herself over him, her nipples brushing his chest as she slipped between his thighs. Killyama brought her mouth to his cock, sucking the head inside before letting it pop out so she could lick the stem to his balls. She teased and tormented him the way he had done her downstairs, refusing to let him come, even when he broke into a cold sweat. She used her thumb every time she felt him almost climaxing, stopping it just short. It wasn’t her yells that filled the bedroom when she finally let him come.
She didn’t let him rest for long before she started in on him again, stroking him to his full-length. She made him prove his claim over and over again, not letting him fall asleep until the sun started rising outside his window.
“Go to sleep, lover.” Killyama spoke softly as his breathing deepened.
She lay there, resting her head on her hand as she stared down at him, memorizing his face. With a tender hand, she traced his chiseled jaw, his stubborn chin, smoothing the tired shadows under his lashes. Then, brushing a soft kiss to his lips, she slid away, putting on her clothes.
She stood looking down at him, wanting to get back in bed. Instead, she tenderly covered him with a blanket before going to the door.
With her hand on the doorknob, she paused, then quietly opened and closed the door, leaving the man she loved behind.
 
 
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“You sure you want to do this?” Hammer asked as she was about to knock on the door.
Not pausing her knocking on the sturdy door, Killyama responded, “I’m sure.”
She straightened her shoulders when she heard the door opening. Rider’s face filled with shock when he saw her standing on the porch. Then his eyes went to Hammer and Jonas standing behind her.
“I want to talk to Viper,” she declared.
“Come in. I’ll get him. He’s in the kitchen.”
Killyama nodded, walking into the clubhouse she had left three hours before. She went into the large living room where all traces of the night before were gone while Hammer and Jonas stared around the club with interest.
“It doesn’t look this big from the road,” Jonas muttered under his breath as they flanked her.
Viper came out of the kitchen with Shade a minute later, not showing his surprise as Rider had, but his eyes were wary.
Shade and Rider followed their president’s lead as he came to stand in front of them.
“Morning, Killyama. Hammer, Jonas, it’s been a while since I’ve seen both of you.”
The men shook hands as Killyama heard doors opening from upstairs. She wondered sardonically which of the men had alerted the others above to come downstairs.
“Viper, Shade, it’s good to see you, too.” Hammer took his hand back.
Killyama raised an eyebrow at Hammer’s diffident tone. Then she got the men back on the track she wanted.
“If we’re all done shooting the shit, I want to talk to you.”
Train hurried down the steps, while Moon and Crash stayed at the top, looking over the banister. Ten to one, they were told to protect the women still sleeping.
“Go ahead. We’re all brothers here.”
She shrugged. “Fine. I’m here to call in the favor you owe me.”
Viper narrowed his eyes. “I was wondering when you were going to call it in.”
“Today’s the day.” She could see the men didn’t find her wisecrack humorous.
“What do you want?”
Killyama met Train’s eyes as he moved behind Viper. Fury glowed in them as they waited for her answer.
“Sasha. She has a warrant out for her arrest in Ohio. We’re here to take her back.”
“Sasha isn’t going—” Train tried to take a step forward, but Viper held out his arm, stopping him.
“You owe me, Viper. I didn’t ask for anything when I saved Winter’s ass. You made the offer. Now I’m calling it in. I want Sasha. It’s not a hard decision to make; you’re either going to keep your favor or not. I’m actually doing you a biggie. I could have called the State Police and told them where she was.”
“But you wouldn’t collect the bounty for that, would you?” Viper’s expression turned harsh.
“Well, there is that.” She shrugged. “Kentucky has been a pesky problem for me. The state doesn’t allow bounty hunters to make arrests. They have to go to the courthouse, and a judge orders the sheriff to make it. But I’m sure you all knew that, with Knox being on your payroll. Him and Diamond have been able to keep her from being re-arrested.” She grinned, trying once again at humor she didn’t feel. “I have to hand it to you guys; you managed to keep Sasha hidden in Ohio before stashing her where no one could get to her.”
“Ohio doesn’t have bounty hunters, either, so why do you care? Did Kane pay…?”
She tsked Viper. “Crash fucked up. You should consider hiring Jonas when you’re having someone investigated. I may be a licensed bounty hunter in Tennessee, but in Ohio, I’m a licensed surety bond agent. It’s amazing what you can accomplish on the internet, like earning a Criminal Justice degree and applying to different states for licenses.”
Viper’s lips tightened as he looked up at Moon. “Get Sasha.”
The man nodded then gave her a thunderous glower before he disappeared from sight.