Page 14 of Cinder (MC Fables #2)
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Getting into the clubhouse is easier than I thought.
The party is still in full swing. Music drifts out from the clubhouse bar and down the driveway where I’m walking in the shadows.
Along the way, I encounter a couple having sex.
He’s a biker on his back, and she’s riding him like she’s on the back of a bull.
Further up, a biker leans against the wall, his head dropped back while a girl with wild red hair and pigtails sucks his cock.
When I walk past them, I catch his eye, and he winks at me. “Wanna join the fun, honey?”
The girl turns to look in my direction and his cock falls out of her mouth with a plop. She smiles. “You can help me blow him, then we can eat pussy, if you want.”
Oh boy.
Remember, act like you belong here.
“Maybe another time.” I give them an appreciative smile and keep walking.
Nearing the clubhouse, I keep my eyes peeled on the ground, looking for a wink of light from the diamonds on the watch face, but it’s nowhere outside.
Which means it’s inside the clubhouse.
Damn.
The stairs leading inside are only a few yards away. But before I can take the first step, someone calls out to me. I turn around and find two women eyeing me suspiciously.
“Do I know you?” the one with wild shieldmaiden hair says, narrowing her icy blue eyes at me. She’s wearing a pair of tight jeans, an even tighter T-shirt that looks banging on her, a pair of knee-high boots and a leather jacket. Her gaze sweeps me up and down. Like she knows I don’t belong here.
“I…I was here earlier?”
She tilts her head and narrows her eyes.
“Are you telling me or asking me?” she says, taking slow steps toward me. She moves like a lioness in the wild, right before she rips apart her prey from head to tail. “So what is it, a question or are you telling me?”
“I… um?— ”
Jesus, who is this woman?
“Oh, I remember you,” the woman beside her says with a big smile. She turns to the scary Viking queen and adds, “She was with Lars earlier tonight.”
She steps forward and offers me her hand. Her wrist is covered from hand to elbow with bracelets, and jangles like Santa’s bells. “I’m Luna and this is Annika.”
Trying to control my nerves, I accept Luna’s hand and shake it, but I’m fully aware that Annika’s eyes have not left my face since she clocked me. I shift my gaze to her and see the suspicion burning like bright blue fire. But I smile and greet her warmly anyway.
I’m meant to be here.
“I’m Ella, it’s nice to meet you.”
Luna is bubbly and gives me a beaming smile. But Annika doesn’t. Which is no surprise.
“I just saw Lars heading toward the security room,” Luna says.
Which is good to know, because I will be going in the opposite direction. The last thing I need is to run into the suspicious enforcer again.
“Thanks, Luna.”
She grins, seemingly unaware of Annika’s unfriendly behavior.
Maybe I’m reading too much into it, and this is how she always is with new people .
Or maybe she knows you’re here to steal back your watch and make a grab for the mythical recipe.
“I’ll catch you guys later,” I say, disappearing up the stairs and inside before Annika can burn any more holes into the back of my head.
Inside, the smell of pot and smoke and spilled whiskey mingles with sex and bad choices.
In the dim light, I see a threesome taking place on the sofa beneath the staircase.
A man lounges on a couch, his fly open, with a girl licking his balls.
While a second girl hovers above his face and he licks her pussy.
There is so much groaning, I can hear it over the blearing music.
Averting my gaze, I quickly make my way down the corridor leading to the library. The door is ajar, but the lights are off inside. Using my phone, I search the floor for my watch and I’m so engrossed in my hunt for the watch that when the lights flick on, I almost don’t realize it.
I look up, and my eyes connect with Lars who is sitting on the couch across the room, with a sexy smirk on his lips and my mom’s watch dangling from his finger.
“Looking for this, Princess?”