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No catch.”

“Then why would you do it? Why would you help me if you don’t want something from me?”

It’s obvious by the way she says ‘something’ that she means sex. And while I would give anything to fuck her, I’m not going to hold car repairs over her head just to get in her panties. Like I could fit even if I wanted to.

“I’m just trying to be a decent human being for once,” I assure her. “Now, do you want a ride or not?”

“Guess I don’t really have a choice,” she replies before rattling off her phone number that I quickly type into my phone. I’m about to ask her name when she starts to walk away. “Hold on. Let me get my purse and make a quick phone call.”

She jogs down the hill to her car like she’s in a hurry to get away from me. Maybe she’s going to call a friend and tell them where her car is and give them the license plate on my bike as a precaution. I can’t fault her for that.

Even in the dark of the night I can tell she’s a beautiful woman with sexy curves, the kind of body men would kill to see naked.

Suddenly, I can’t help but wonder who she’s been fucking or sucking off in the Knights – the lucky bastard. These parties are always rowdy, so there’s a chance I may get to see for myself. And while I would rather be the man who gets to be with her, I may have to make do with just watching.

Chapter Two

Maeve

The handsome biker mutters something I don’t catch when I end my phone call and make my way back up the hill. My hands are shaking with nervousness. What if I just made a huge mistake? It’s too late now. There’s no point in feeling guilty. I’m just doing what any other sister would do for her little brother. Right?

“Did you hear me?” the man asks when I’m standing next to him again.

“What?”

“I said my name is Wirth.” He holds out his big hand for me to shake.

As I take it, sliding my small palm into his, soaking up the warmth of his skin, I ask, “Worth as in ‘how much is my wrecked car worth?’”

“Close but with an ‘I’ instead.”

“Wirth.”

“Yeah,” he replies. “Are you going to tell me your name?”

Shaking the rest of my second thoughts away, I tell him, “Oh, right. I’m Maeve.”

“Maeve,” he repeats, and I can see the white of his teeth in the dark when he grins. “Nice name.”

“You could thank my father, but he’s dead.”

“Sorry,” he replies.

“It’s fine,” I tell him. It really is. I never loved my father or had an emotional attachment to him. He was just the man who gave me and Rian the basics in life, what we needed to survive.

“So, what do you do at the Knights’ bar? You a waitress or something?” he asks as we walk back to his bike. He hands me his helmet from the seat.

“No, I’m a club girl.”

“Oh,” he mutters with a heavy exhale. “So, which of them are you fucking?”

“Why do you care?” I ask as I lower the helmet over my face.

“Just wondering who is going to be pissed if they see you on the back of my bike.”

“Nobody will care.”

“That’s what you think,” he grumbles as he throws a leg over his motorcycle seat.

“They won’t. I’m just a piece of ass they all share.”

“All of them?” he exclaims.

“All of them,” I repeat as I climb up on the back of his bike and grab his waist that’s rock hard, not an inch of fat on it. “Sometimes all of them at the same time.”

“Oh yeah?” I feel his breath hitch either in arousal or…jealousy. “All of them at the same time?”

Wirth is even bigger up close like this, with his enormous wide shoulders and thick round biceps. And he smells comforting, like leather and…summer. Freshly mowed grass and sunshine. It’s an intoxicating combination. And a man as buff and sexy as him has surely had a few threesomes before even though he’s acting like having sex with multiple people at the same time is a crazy idea.

“Well, they’ve all fucked me except for the prospect,” I tell him honestly. I thought I had prepared myself for what I would have to do to get close to the Knights, so I went right for Hunt, the president. I can’t say I expected him to insist on letting the other four guys have a turn the same night while he watched. It was an initiation, Hunt said; and unless one of the men claimed me, I would always be fair game for them all. Well, except for the prospect. “They let the prospect go down on me, get me good and ready for them, but he doesn’t get to come in one of their girls until he patches in.”

Wirth is a motionless statue against the front of my body, not even breathing. I can’t tell what he’s thinking. Has he labeled me a slut? A whore? I’ve certainly been called worse. Besides, it’s true.

“And you like being with…all of them?” he finally asks.

Isn’t that a loaded question? The answer is yes and no, but I can’t exactly go into the details with a stranger.

“A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, right?” I respond. The past few weeks have been a mixture of mostly pleasure, a little pain, and the total destruction of my dignity. But I’m doing what I have to do to help Rian. If that means a short time of discomfort now to ensure he lives a long life away from the violence, then it will be worth it. Besides, I lost my innocence a long time ago.

Without another word, Wirth cranks his bike and takes off toward the Knights’ bar and clubhouse, thankfully ending our discussion.

I’m not proud of the things I’ve done, but I would do them again in a

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