Jamie Begley

saw a beautiful neighborhood filled with older homes that had an abundance of trees. The yards also had several squirrels. I think you swerved to miss a squirrel. You couldn’t kill Sam if you wrecked your bike to prevent killing a squirrel.”

“I didn’t wreck my bike to keep from hitting a fucking squirrel.” His red face showed he was lying.

Diamond burst out laughing. “You’re a marshmallow.”

“You actually wrecked your bike to keep from killing a squirrel?” Rider said in disbelief

Beth remained frozen as she watched them get off their bikes. Pulling beer and towels out of the side bags attached to the motorcycles. Beth recognized Razer, Knox, and Samantha, but was unfamiliar with the rest of the group of twelve. Sam and five other women had ridden in on the back of the bikes. Beth recognized the biker she had rode behind from the bar last night, his heavily tattooed body made him impossible to forget. He had dark hair like Razer’s, but cut shorter, he was also leaner with an air of menace that clung like a glove. His eyes were covered with sunglasses, yet Beth could sense his taking in the position of both Beth and Lily.

Her eyes turned to Lily who had been swimming back toward the shore when the motorcycles had turned into their isolated spot. She, like her sister, had frozen in place, Lily’s beautiful face showing her terror.

With her eyes on her sister, Beth felt someone approaching her as she sat frozen on the blanket.

“Mind if we join you?”

“Not at all, but as you can see we are about to leave.” Beth kept her voice even, to keep from frightening her sister. She was terrified enough. Beth didn’t think the group would accost them; word would have gotten around town if they had a reputation of bothering women. In fact, it was the exact opposite. The shortage of available males in the community provided them with plenty of women to choose from.

She okay?” Evie looked in concern toward her sister who was beginning to tremble. For the first time, Beth took her eyes off her sister to look at the men. Their expressions were hard to hide. It wasn’t what Beth thought she would find. They were all concerned. Beth’s worry about their appearance disappeared. Lily was wearing a tiny pink bikini that showed the maturity of her figure, for them to see the fear she was exhibiting and not salivating gave her peace of mind as to their intentions.

“Hey we can leave.” Razer offered

Lily please, they won’t hurt you. They haven’t even started drinking yet.” Which Beth hoped was true. “You have nothing to be afraid of from them. Have I ever let any harm come to you?”

A small moan passed Lily’s trembling lips, taking a hesitant step toward Beth. “That’s it sweetheart," Beth praised.

“For heavens sake, leave bitches. No one wants you here anyway.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Beth noticed Razer motion for Evie to get Sam quiet.

“Why do I have to shut the fuck up; that skinny slut think she’s better than us…” Beth heard a sharp yelp as Evie’s hand smacked Sam’s mouth.

“I told you to shut up.” Finding herself surrounded by the other women, Sam shut up.

“Beth…” Lily’s broken voice tore at Beth’s heart.

“Come on sweetheart, a few more steps.” Beth waited patiently on shore, aware the bikers stood immobile. Finally, she walked within reach; Beth wrapped the blanket around her shivering form. Tugging her from the water required every ounce of strength she possessed. As they drew closer, the men in the group pulled back, giving Lily the

Loker smiled, finally agreeing. He took her by the arm, stopping her before she could leave. “Beth your first concern should have been for Lily, instead you took the time to comfort a man that could have been responsible for her death. I never give out markers, I pay my debts, but you have mine. If you ever need anything, let me know.”

Beth just shook her head at him and went to find Lily’s doctor. She wasn’t aware of the incredulity on the faces of the men around her. She was the first person, man or women, to have the head of The Last Riders owe a marker

Knew then I was going to find a way to get my cock in you.” Razer pulled her hips towards him, her silky cunt taking his strokes until he was blocked by a thin piece of skin.

“Ah…my little kitty is a sweet little virgin.” He gave a hard push of his hips breaking through the membrane. Beth gave a tiny scream at the pain, but Razer didn’t give her time to let it gain control. His hands that had been holding her hips slid down forming a v and began stroking her clitoris making it peak out. Beth wiggled down further

Shade just stood there ignoring the woman, keeping his expression bland. Beth could have sworn she saw a trace of worry fleetingly in his eyes.

Beth was unable to stop herself. “No he is the best of the bunch. Never saw him laying a hand on the women. Never drunk, didn’t see