Stone Cold: An MC Erotic Romance

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a moment, which on her managed to look cute at the same time. “I couldn’t believe she would to that! Right in the middle of the damn room too! I was only gone for a minute, less really.”
     
    “Probably decided you were the same girl that showed up at the Maiden four weeks ago,” he mused.
     
    “Well I’m not,” she asserted, and then added, “Am I?”
     
    Chad looked into her eyes, “In many ways, yes, but I like all of those ways, and I hope they never change. But you know the score now. You know that shit is real. But you were as naïve as they come that night. Fresh meat.”
     
    She became thoughtful. “Yeah. I really didn’t know what the hell I walked into. I’m not even sure what I was thinking. Just thought it looked like a fun place to hang for a while. Something new, ya know?”
     
    “Some place your mother would never approve of,” he suggested.
     
    She glanced at him and then after a pause, “Yeah, something like that, probably. I really didn’t give it much thought. I was bored in the hotel, tired of driving, and wanted to get out.”
     
    “So a shady tavern full of outlaw bikers looked like a good time.” He grinned. “A nice safe place to get drunk and have a good time.”
     
    She smirked at him, “You got to me first though. I knew I was alright with you.”
     
    “Alright hell,” he coughed. “You hanging with me just proved how off you were in judging what was safe and fun.”
     
    “I was alright,” she argued.
     
    “I believe I took you home and fucked the shit out of you,” he pointed out.
     
    “True, but in the morning I woke up and returned the favor,” she grinned. “I wasn’t that drunk. You wouldn’t have raped me or hurt me. I knew that. You’re big, and mean and probably kicked the shit out of a lot of people, but you wouldn’t have hurt me.”
     
    Well, she had him there. No, he wouldn’t have raped her, or forced her. Not fucking her on the grounds that she was drunk and might not know what she was doing, however, was not an option. He wasn’t that safe. But she insisted the next morning that she did know what she was doing, and wanted to do it again. Then she mounted his thighs and rode his cock with a frenzy to prove it.
     
    He shrugged, “Just keep on your toes in that place and remember what I told you.”
     
    “Having a patch doesn’t mean he’s safe,” she recited. “And if he’s not a patch holder, he’s never safe.”
     
    Chad nodded. The Lords of Darkness Motor Cycle Club was like any other outlaw biker club. No better, and not much worse. The members were tough, hard, and didn’t take much shit. Most of the time they did as they liked, and if you waved a piece of ass as sweet as Victoria in front of most of them, what they liked was going to be fast, hard, and probably brutal.
     
    Chad believed that 98 percent of them wouldn’t have raped her, but none of them would have given her the out of being drunk. As soon as she walked in the Maiden, she was already fucked, it was just a matter of who , and possibly, how many were going to stretch her open. After that, the question of for how long, might have come into play as well. Some of those guys didn’t like to let go of things they had their teeth into, especially if they were sweet. He smiled at this thought, recalling that it was now a little beyond four weeks and she was still in his bed, so who was he to talk.
     
    Their food arrived and both of them focused on their plates and drinks for the duration. Afterward, Victoria ordered some pie for them with ice cream. “You still don’t think I’m with you to stay, do you,” she said as more of a statement than a question.
     
    They were working on their pie and drinking cokes. He glanced out at his bike, “I want to,” he offered, which was true. But it was also true that even with the toughness in her growing, and her awareness of the lifestyle growing, she really didn’t get it yet. This wasn’t her fault, she simply

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