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Do they know about the trading the club does?

Something doesn’t make sense.

“Nothin’ happens in this club without it runnin’ past me,” Wolfe mutters.“I want to know fuckin’ everything.Mostly, I want to know who the hell sold us out.”

Everyone is silent.

What is there to say?

“Come on.”Kael gets up, finishing his beer in a single hit.“Need to clear my head.”

He looks at me, and I feel those hot eyes sliding up my bare arms, snaring on the bruises left last night.He’s got a way of looking at me that makes it impossible to say no.As if I would anyway.

We leave through the back exit, the chatter echoing behind us, the air outside crisp.Kael’s bike sits among the rest, shining beneath the street light.We walk over and he reaches down, handing me a helmet.I take it and climb on behind him, shivering.The engine roars and he takes off, not once looking back.

He doesn’t slow for anything.The world blurs.I let my head drop against his back, breathing in the leather.The more we speed up, the less I care what’s behind us.We don’t stop until we hit the local lake.Kael parks on a slab of cracked concrete, kills the headlight, and the world goes silent.The only noise is the ticking of the engine as it cools.

He moves slowly, purposefully, turning toward me instead of getting off the bike.His hands brace against my cheeks, mouth hot on mine.Everything is rough and desperate.I tangle my hands in his hair and jerk his mouth harder onto mine.His beard is rough, heat flaring everywhere our skin touches.

He’s hard through his jeans and I want to reach down and release him, feeling him hot against my palm.He breaks the kiss, taking my hand and rubbing it over the bulge in his denim jeans.I whimper as I curl my fingers around his cock before unbuttoning his jeans and pushing my hand inside, running it over the smooth silk.

His hand slides up my top, finding bare skin under there.I’m forced to release his cock when he leans down, jerking my shirt up and capturing my nipple in his mouth.My moans echo across the lake, and I really hope there is nobody else out here because I’m not about to stop.

Kael sucks my nipples until I’m arching against him.

Then, in a quick movement, he lets go and shifts me so he can take my jeans off.My bottom hits the warm leather of his seat as I sit, facing him, my pussy exposed.His fingers glide up my folds and then he sinks them in, coating them in my arousal.I dig my nails into his bicep and arch into him, rolling my hips to grind against his knuckles.

I need him.Now.I reach for his jeans, jerking them down.He grunts approval but doesn’t stop fucking me with his fingers.He only releases me when I move, sliding closer, until I can settle on his lap.Then, I sink down onto him, inch by perfect inch.Kael thrusts up and I come down at the same time, the angle messy and perfect.I gasp.He grins at the sound.I dig in my heels and ride him harder, the handlebars rattling every time I yank them for leverage.

He matches my pace, pushing up into me every single time I lower down.His fingers are gripping my ass cheeks, hard, and I know it’ll leave bruises.I want them.I want marks.My breath is ragged, each inhale raw.My pussy clenches around him and his groan radiates through the night.“Goddamn, Sable,” he growls.“Fuck.”

He keeps going when I lose it, fucks me through it, one arm locking me to his body.He finds his own release moments after mine, and then we slump together, my head falling against his chest, our breathing labored.That was something I have never done before, but fuck, I want to do it again.

When we finally climb off the bike, my knees give out and Kael just slings me over his shoulder like a trophy, boots and bare skin on display.He doesn’t say another word until we’re at the water’s edge and even then he only mutters, “Just imagine if someone saw you right now.”

I giggle.

He lays me down on the soft, cold grass and pulls me into his arms.“I’m not done with you yet.I’m goin’ to fuck you again on this grass.Just need a minute.”

“I don’t have all night,” I tease.

He grins, and we both lie in silence for a moment.

“We should just leave,” I say suddenly.“Just run away to a foreign country, get new names and be whoever we want.”

Kael grunts.His chest rises and falls.“You’d bail on all this?”

I shrug.“Sometimes it would be nice.Sometimes I feel like the club life is all fear and no joy.”

He rolls his head so his mouth is at my ear, his voice velvet.“You have nothin’ to fear when you’re with me, baby.”

“I know, but don’t you ever just get tired?”

He grunts.“Every fuckin’ day.”

“Do you think Wolfe is right?There is a rat?”

“Yeah, problem is findin’ out who.”