Page 25 of Next Level (Royal Bastards MC: Oakland Chapter #1)

I SEE YOU

“Y ou want another shot and beer?” Tink asks me.

“Sure. Thank you,” I reply happily.

I feel pretty sauced, but I’m having a great time.

I’m trying not to think about my call with Garrett.

He sounded so evil with so much hatred for me.

All I ever wanted was to have a big brother who would protect and love me.

Instead, I got a mean, hateful one that blames me for everything wrong in his life. He brought all that shit on himself.

Ray is sitting on a barstool with me standing between his legs, leaning against him. He’s got one arm around my waist, holding me to him. I think Garrett’s call is still bothering him just as much as it is me, but we’re both trying to have a good time.

All night, people have been coming up to congratulate him on getting Samantha back. He’s introduced me as his woman to every person who has approached him.

Never letting me out of his reach, I feel safe with him. I didn’t think Garrett would ever do anything to me, but after that call and hearing his voice like that, I am scared. Even with him behind bars. I know that Ray and the Bastards will keep me safe.

Dawg walks up to us. “Level, let’s do this meeting real quick so the guys can go on with their night.”

Chewy’s still hanging out, playing pool with Tink, but pauses while she goes and gets us drinks. I don’t know where Cracker, Lazy, and Siren went.

Level swats my ass for me to move so he can get up.

Tink returns with my shot and beer.

“I don’t want to leave the girls,” Ray says to Dawg.

I turn to him. “I’ll be fine. Do your business. Tink and I will stay right here.”

“I got her. I’m going to the kitchen to get more snacks for the bar. Jay can stay and watch us too. Siren and Cracker are around here somewhere. We won’t let anything happen to her.” Tink’s face becomes serious. “I promise, I’ll protect her. I got you, Ray.”

Hearing her call him Ray sends a jolt of jealousy through me, but when I turn to him, he’s only focused on me, and the look he’s giving me washes away any doubt.

I try to reassure him. “I can handle myself. I’ll be fine. I will be here or in the kitchen.”

Ray looks between the two of us girls and then around the clubhouse. He gives someone a head nod and then leans down to kiss me. “Okay, I won’t be long, and I’ll just be in that room right there.” He points to a room off to the side.

“Okay, gorgeous. I’ll be waiting,” I tease, hoping it will relieve him of any stress. I don’t think anything will happen to me here, and he’s introduced me as his woman to almost everyone, so I’m good.

When the men walk away, it leaves me and Tink alone. I grab my shot and raise it to hers. “Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

We slam the shot, hissing at the slow burn trailing down our throats.

“I’m glad you’re not a bitch or tripping over me and Ray,” Tink says, pulling the bandage off the unspoken words between us.

“Should I be?”

Tink shakes her head. “Fuck no. Ray and I have grown up together. I was always been off-limits when my father was alive. When Ray’s dad and my father were killed, we both kind of used each other. He protected me, keeping me off-limits. Keeping me safe.”

I need to know, so I blurt out, “Do you love him?”

“Yes, but like a best friend. I promise you. You have nothing to worry about with me. I want him happy, with someone worthy of him,” she replies honestly and grabs her beer. “I’m hoping that’s you.”

I watch her take a swig and think about what she said. I can tell she’s being honest, and I don’t feel she’s being vindictive.

“I like you, Tink. Thank you for being honest with me. I like him a lot. I think I did even before I met him.”

Tink lifts a brow. “Really? How?”

I play with the label on my beer. “When I saw Ray’s video asking for help, I instantly wanted to help him. Then, when I saw the car and knew it was Garrett’s, I knew I had to meet him.”

“What if he’d had an ol’ lady?” Tink teases.

I snort. “He asked me the same thing. I told him I still would have helped him find Samantha, I just wouldn’t have been able to jump him like I did.”

Tink’s head falls back with a full-body laugh.

I take a drink of my beer.

Tink scans the area. “Where the fuck did Cracker go? We should go get the snacks for Jay. I’m sure Siren’s in the kitchen. She’s always in the kitchen.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

As we make our way through the club and head down a hallway, a pretty, muscled blonde smiles at us when we walk by. I notice the woman lingering, watching us.

“Okay, who’s the buff girl?” I ask Tink.

Tink turns her head toward me. “Oh, that’s Big Betty. She works down at the ports. She’s cool.” Tink shrugs. “Ray probably has her watching you.”

As we approach the kitchen, we hear banging sounds, like metal on metal.

Tink stops in front of me at the entrance of the kitchen to listen. She stops so fast I almost ran into her. I peek around Tink to see Siren pinned up against the metal island.

I inhale.

Jesus .

One of Lazy’s hands is holding her hands behind her back, while the other is wrapped in her braid, pulling her head back. She’s moaning as he pounds into her from behind her.

My nipples harden, and I’m instantly aroused seeing them.

Siren’s pants are pulled down enough for him to get his dick in her. Her tank top is pulled down in the front, exposing her breasts as they bounce, slapping against the table.

“Fuck yeah, mama,” Lazy groans.

Tink’s either in shock or likes what she sees because neither of us moves.

We shouldn’t be watching, but fuck I can’t stop.

Siren’s grunts increase with his thrusts.

“You going to stand there and watch or come play?” Siren says seductively. I turn to Tink, thinking she’s talking to her, but I snap my head when I see Cracker move out of the corner of the kitchen.

Fuck, I didn’t even see her. What the hell.

Cracker moves to stand next to her at the island, grabbing Siren’s breasts and suckling one into her mouth.

“Holy shit,” I breathe.

Cracker looks over and notices us watching, her eyes on Tink.

I move my gaze to Tink and then back at Cracker.

Shit, they’ve done this before.

Lazy increases his pace, releasing Siren’s hands so she can play with Cracker next to her. He grips her hip and pulls her hair, which wrenches her head back farther. Siren looks over and notices both of us watching, and she wickedly grins.

Christ, she’s staring at us like she wants us to join.

Tink takes a step forward but stops.

Siren grips Cracker’s breasts. “Fuck yeah, daddy. Fuck me hard for them to see.”

Lazy eyes Tink, licking his lips.

Turning his attention back to Siren, he lets go of her hair, gripping both of her shoulders, hammering into her. Grunts and groans explode from him as he chases his orgasm.

Siren moans, never taking her eyes off Tink, as she pinches Cracker’s nipples between her fingers.

Two strong arms come around my waist, and I jump with a shriek.

“Blossom, are you a voyeur?” Ray breathes heavily into my ear, nipping it.

He rubs his erection against my back. I don’t say anything because I don’t know what to say. He just caught me watching this threesome and liking it.

When Tink sees Ray, she panics and takes off down the hall. I move to follow her, but he holds me in place.

“Oh, no you don’t.” He positions me to face the threesome.

He slides his hand down the front of my jeans, slipping his middle finger through my folds, finding me wet and aroused.

“Fuck me!” he breathes.

“Mmmmm.”

Tilting my head back to look up at Ray, he growls into my ear, “Don’t you take your eyes off them.”

I watch Lazy pounding Siren hard from behind as Siren and Cracker kiss and fondle each other.

Jesus.

Ray finger fucks me, and I begin to mewl.

Lazy grunts, “Yeah, mama. Come for me. Come for daddy.”

Their bodies slapping hard against each other as he slams her into the island. Ray increases his fingers, moving in and out of me. I cry out at the same time Lazy shouts his release. Cracker has a hand around Siren’s throat, kissing her, muffling her moans.

“Let’s go. I need to fuck you properly now,” Ray says, pulling his hand from my pants, turning me around and throwing me over his shoulder.

I burst out laughing. “Ray.”

He slaps my ass. “My Blossom. Mine.”

Holy shit. Did that just happen?

When we’re safely in his room here at the club and the door is shut, he sits down on a chair, sliding me down his body, so I’m straddling him.

We’re face to face, my face red, mixed with desire and embarrassment.

Ray’s face is filled with lust and need.

I drop my head onto his shoulder, embarrassed.

Ray lifts my head, gripping both sides of my face, pushing my wild hair back. “Blossom, don’t be ashamed. I thought it was hot as fuck finding you watching them.”

I giggle.

“Seriously, why do you think she’s called Siren. That woman can lure just about anyone into bed with her.”

I raise a brow.

Ray chuckles. “Easy. I’ve never had a threesome with them.”

Relief crosses my face.

“You don’t like sharing?”

I shake my head. “Do you?”

Ray tilts his head, evaluating me, thinking about his answer, which tells me he does.

“I’m not going to lie. I’ve shared women with Dawg. I don’t think I’d be able to with you. Especially with my reaction to them seeing you half naked yesterday. I don’t think I could.”

“But you’re okay with us watching?” I ask.

“Blossom, have you never watched porn. It’s like that, but in person. As long as no one touches you, I’m good.”

He grips my butt cheeks. “Now, do you want me to pin you against this dresser here and take you like Lazy did Siren?” He sucks my neck, giving it a nip. “Or you gonna ride me hard right here?”

I grab his head with both hands, push him into my chest, and rock against his hard cock.

“Can we do both?” I purr into his ear, nipping it with my teeth.

Ray growls, standing up. “Fuck yeah. Get naked.”

I giggle.

Let the fun begin.