Page 31 of Giving It to the Biker

“Look, Pea knows, okay? He asked me to screw Wallace and get him on my side.”

“Why?”

“The interests of the club. Ask him if you want.” Melissa tugged the band out of her hair. “I wouldn’t step out on the club. With Wallace on my side, he’s looking away from the club, and he’s married. What can I help you with?”

“I’m going to be speaking with Pea.”

“Go ahead. I’ve got nothing to hide. I care about Pea, and I love the club. You making Penny an old lady means this is how I watch out for her. I may be a shitty sister, but I do love her, and I don’t want anything to happen to her.”

Rage saw she spoke the truth, even if he didn’t like it, not one bit.

“I’m here about Penny.”

“What about her? Is she okay?” Melissa asked.

“She’s fine. I wanted to ask you something about the men she dated before.”

“Ugh, they were total assholes, and they were never considerate to her. Did you know one of the men would only make love to her in the dark? I always hated that.”

“Does she like romance?”

“She likes a guy who knows what he wants. Penny doesn’t need flowers and chocolate, just a man who won’t give up. Have you read her books?”

“Yes.”

“Read them closely. Her fantasies and her dream man are in the pages of her book. It’s what she yearns for.”

Rage nodded. “You didn’t help me.”

“I beg to differ. I gave you the key to Penny’s heart, and they’re in the pages of her books. You’ve just got to be man enough for her.”

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Three days later

“They’re nipple clamps,” Elena said.

“What?”

“You put them on nipples. I’d say they were for the woman because of the pretty design, but I don’t think there’s anything to stop you from putting them on men. They’ve got nipples, too.”

“I can’t believe Saint is your brother,” Penny said, glancing toward the sweet woman. She was totally beautiful, and no one would ever for a second believe she was related to the Prez of the Saints and Sinners MC.

Elena sighed.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t pry.”

“It’s not your fault. I imagine a lot of people are curious.”

“Just a little.”

“Mom was totally pissed off with Dad, and she’d had enough of the club. She didn’t like the way Saint was turning out, and she didn’t want me to have the same kind of life. Mom took me away when I was young.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“I’m not. Not really. I missed my dad and brother for a time, and then I just got over it. I had fun, and Mom stopped crying.” Elena shrugged. “So, what do you think, nipple clamps?”

“Not for me.”

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