Page 2 of Viper

Both of their mouths drop open in shock. Bobby finally decides to speak up. “Wait, so, you, Torch, and Blade are triplets?”

“That’s right, and I’m the oldest.” I throw him a wink before pushing my sunglasses up.

They both chuckle and share a look that I’m not really sure I understand, but whatever. “Go on in. The guys should be waiting in front of the clubhouse for you.”

“Thanks.” I watch as the gates begin to roll open and I put my truck in drive. Pulling through the gate, I can see Sara’s knee bouncing away out of nerves. “Stop fidgeting. We’re going to be fine.”

“Famous last words,” she replies dryly.

ChapterTwo

VIPER

Fuck. I drank way too much last night, but me and the fellas decided that since the twins’ sisters were arriving today that we should go out with a bang. We’ll have to be a little tamer with them staying here. A hand comes around my stomach, and I’m irritated as hell. The bunnies know I don’t do sleepovers. We fuck, you leave. That’s my rule. “Candy, get your clothes and get out. You know the rules.”

“Aww, Viper, don’t be like that, baby,” she coos. “I just thought if we woke up together, I could help you start your day off right.” Her hand wraps around my cock as she starts to stroke me. Quickly pulling her hand away, I stand with a scowl aimed her way.

“Did I say I needed you this morning?” She shakes her head, because she knows me well enough to know that when I’m this pissed, speaking would be futile.

“I’m going to say this once to you, Candy. Try this shit again and I’ll get one of the other club bunnies to handle my needs. We fuck, you leave. Is there anything unclear about what I just said?”

She shakes her head no again, but this time her eyes are brimming with tears. Like I care. The club bunnies know exactly what they’re signing up for when they come here—sex with no strings. In exchange, they get a roof over their head, a hot meal, and a monthly allowance. I know what you’re thinking, but every single one of the club bunnies is here of their own free will. Some of them just really like sex, while some are running from an ugly past and need the protection. Either way, we don’t force any of them to be here. They can leave at any time.

Candy hurries out of my bed and makes a quick exit. I think it’s time to get a different bunny to take care of me. I’ve seen this shit happen so many times. Bunnies get attached and start getting all clingy, and that’s the last thing I need. I’m not the settling down type. I don’t think I’ll ever be. I get in the shower, dry off, and get dressed for the day. I’m curious to meet the twins’ sisters.

Stepping out of my room and locking it, I head down to the common room. The clubhouse is huge. It sits on about fifteen acres of land. When my dad started the Sinful Warriors, he bought this old, abandoned warehouse and turned it into the clubhouse. We’ve added to it over the years. It took us a long time to get out of all the illegal activity, but we did it. We got tired of losing brothers to jail or death. Once I took over, I invested in a few businesses, and they quickly took off, earning the club enough money for us to be completely legit.

“Yo, Prez, you excited to meet the twins’ sisters?” Thor asks with a smirk. I know he’s just doing it to mess with the twins, but I won’t be involving myself in that trap.

“Torch, Blade, you’re just going to let Thor get away with that?” Axel, my VP, asks, trying to stir the pot. I laugh and grab my coffee. I refuse to get stuck in this argument. The minute the guys found out that they had sisters, they’ve been teasing them. A few of the brothers made remarks about becoming family. It didn’t end well.

“I’m not worried about any of you assholes when it comes to my sisters,” Torch says.

“Are they lesbians or something?” Thor asks.

“No, asswipe. My sisters aren’t anything like the women we deal with. They’re not going to fall for sweet lines or any bullshit. Any man that gets with them is going to have to treat them like queens. Our dad treated them like royalty growing up, and they won’t go for anything less in a relationship.” Blade shakes his head, but he seems a bit amused.

“That’s because they haven’t met me.” Thor is overly cocky sometimes. Granted, he has every right to be. He gets every woman he sets his sights on. Believe me when I tell you, it’s a lot. None of us are strangers to getting pussy, but Thor doubles up at least once a week.

“Ok, Thor, if that’s what you believe. Shoot your shot,” Blade replies with a shrug.

I honestly didn’t expect him to say that. He basically just challenged a room full of bikers to try and get his sisters into bed. Either he doesn’t give a damn about his sisters, or he really does believe they won’t fall for our charm. I’m hoping for the latter.

“Do you have any idea what you just did?” I asked Blade.

“Prez, I know my sisters. I’ve seen how many guys they’ve dumped without blinking an eye over the years. Those are two women who know their worth and won’t be treated any less.”

I’m about to reply when my phone rings. “Prospect,” I answer.

“Viper, the twins’ sisters are here. They’re coming through the gate now.”

I hang up without replying. Rude, I know, but prospects don’t get respect. It’s earned just like the patch they want to become a brother. “Well, Thor, you better put on your best charm, cuz the sisters are pulling in.” The fucker lights up like a kid on Christmas. We all started heading out of the clubhouse to meet them. You would think half of these men were teenage girls the way they’ve been nonstop talking about the twins’ sisters.

“Holy shit, your sisters are driving that truck?” Dice asks with his mouth hanging open.

I can’t say I blame him. These girls are driving one badass truck. It’s a big, all-black Chevy pickup truck with black tinted windows. It’s been lifted about at least an extra five inches from the ground. But that’s not the best part. It’s the engine. The way it’s purring, these girls take really good care of this truck. The truck finally comes to a stop, and Blade and Torch make their way through the crowd to greet their sisters.

The passenger door opens and a blonde with creamy skin, standing about five foot seven, steps out, holding a cat that looks a lot like a cheetah. I’m confused. I thought they said these were their sisters. I mean, don’t get me wrong. It’ll be nice to have two new women to look at, but I want to know why the twins said they were both their sisters, when clearly, she isn’t.

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