Shade’s hands clenched on his coffee cup. He had been walking on eggshells around her for three fucking years to make sure she could deal with a relationship, and she was actually asking Sex Piston to set her up?

He opened his mouth, about to tell her the only way she was going to see Pike was at his funeral.

“When you going to give me a ride on that bike of yours, Shade?” Killyama asked.

Shade’s chair screeched as he slid it back from the table. “I’ll wait for you outside, Razer.”

He threw some cash down on the table then strode outside, wanting to hit something or someone.

A minute later, Rider joined him. “I don’t know which of those bitches is the worst.”

When Shade didn’t answer, taking a seat on his bike, Rider threw him a wary look, getting on his own bike as Razer came out next, his face pale.

Shade didn’t wait for him to start his bike before he was peeling out of the parking lot toward the clubhouse. As he parked, Razer pulled in next to him.

Shade got off his bike, but Razer caught his arm. “Shade, you can’t be angry. She doesn’t know you’re interested in her. If she did, she wouldn’t have said anything. Lily didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“She’s a woman, and she has wants and needs. Lily is trying to tell you both she wants someone in her life. Whether you and Beth realize it or not, she’s ready to face her fears so she won’t be alone. I’m not jealous; I’m about five fucking seconds from getting back on my bike and showing her she doesn’t have to be alone.”

Razer shook his head. “She wants a figment of her imagination that she wanted when she was a little girl—a cowboy.”

“She wants someone to protect her, to hold her, someone she can be safe with. That’s Lily’s cowboy.”

“She’s not ready,” Razer denied. “She’ll be finished with school next year then—”

“She only has half a semester left. I want her to start getting to know me now, before she gets herself hurt trying to find what isn’t out there anymore.”

“Beth and I both think it’s best if you wait until she graduates,” Razer replied stubbornly.

Shade was done talking, leaving as Rider drove in, passing him without a word to climb the steps to the clubhouse. He wasn’t going to change Razer’s mind, and Beth would help Lily stay away if he tried to move in too soon.

He opened the door to the clubhouse and went inside. The brothers and women were sitting around, enjoying their afternoon off. The orders from the factory had been filled that morning, leaving them with free time.

Shade went behind the bar, taking down a bottle of whiskey while ignoring the curious looks from the others.

Bliss came to sit on a stool in front of him. “Can I have one?”

While Shade reached for a glass, filling it half full, Razer came to the bar and leaned against it. “Since you’re playing bartender, can I have a beer?”

Shade wanted to tell him to fuck off; instead, he set a beer down in front of him.

“What has you two looking so pissed off?”

Shade remained quiet, drinking his whiskey.

Bliss sidled closer to Razer. “Come on, Razer, you can tell me.” She ran her hand up and down Razer’s arm, and he jerked it away.

“Back up.”

Bliss made a pout with her lips, taking a step back. “I was just trying to make you feel better.”

“You were trying to get laid,” Shade corrected her, “which I can take care of.”

“I’ll go to your room.” Happiness shone out of her eyes.

Shade shook his head. “I haven’t finished my drink, so sit on the chair.”

Bliss walked toward the chair and took a seat.

“Spread your legs.”

“I’m out of here. I have some work that needs to be done on our house. When you get done, you could come and help.” Razer said, setting the beer down on the counter.

“When I’m done, I don’t plan on being in any shape to do anything.”

Razer gave a sharp nod before leaving through the kitchen door. Shade then directed his attention back to Bliss who was sitting with her legs sprawled out.

“You know what I like?”

Bliss nodded. She began touching herself, parting the lips of her pussy to slide her finger against her clit.

Shade carried his whiskey to the card table. “Anyone up for a game of cards?”

Once Rider, Cash, and Train took chairs at the table, Shade began dealing the cards, talking to the brothers and ignoring Bliss as they played.

They had finished playing the first game, which he won, and Rider began shuffling the cards as Bliss’s moans gradually escalated.

“If you come, you won’t get my dick,” Shade warned her.

She bit her bottom lip.

“Raci, turn some music on.”

The woman turned the music on then came toward Shade.

“Can I play?”

Shade picked up his cards, scooting the chair back slightly from the table, and she sat down on his lap. Shade’s free hand slid down to her belly before he unzipped the pair of shorts she was wearing, sliding his hand inside and finding her already wet. Raci trembled as his fingers slid through her slick warmth.

“Pull your top off.”

After she did, showing her bare breasts, Shade leaned down to take a red nipple between his lips as his finger plunged inside of her cunt.

“Your turn, Shade.” Rider’s hoarse voice reminded him.

Using his thumb, he discarded the card he didn’t want before bringing his mouth to Raci’s other nipple. She squirmed on his lap as he finger-fucked her, her hands going to his shoulders to hold on to him. His cock hardened under her ass, making her squirm more in need.

“Raise.”

Shade laid his cards down then threw some cash into the pot as Raci moved her hips so she could fuck back against his hand.

“Call,” Shade said, turning the cards over as Raci moaned, dropping her head against his chest, shuddering.

“You win, Shade.”

He lifted his head as he removed his hands from her pussy then wiped his wet fingers on her shorts before buttoning and zipping them back up. Then she shakily rose off his lap while Shade reached forward, raking his winnings toward him.

Shade looked toward Bliss as Cash began shuffling the cards, seeing her withering on the chair, her hands going slowly over her swollen clit. Cash dealt the cards as Shade took a long drink of the whiskey, feeling the burn at the back of his throat.

“Come here, Bliss.” Shade picked up his cards as Bliss approached, her tiny black skirt around her waist. Glancing at them briefly, he laid the cards back on the table. “Fold.”

He reached into his back pocket and took out a condom then unzipped his jeans. He ripped open the condom before sliding it on his hard length. When he was finished, his arm went around Bliss, bringing her closer. Lifting her leg, he helped her to straddle his lap, but when she would have sunk down on his cock, his hands went to her hips.

“Make a play for Razer, Knox, or Viper again, and you’ll never have my dick again, understand me?”

Bliss nodded, fear in her eyes.

“If they want to break their marriage vows, that’s on them, but you don’t need to be throwing it in their faces. There’s more than enough brothers here to keep your cunt satisfied. Right, brothers?”