Chapter Ten

The roar of motorcycles could be heard down the street. Adira wore jeans and a t-shirt and her backpack had an extra set of clothes. Livia had assured her she was dressed fine, but she still fretted. She didn't want to dress up too much, nor did she want to seem frumpy.

The bikes pulled into the driveway and the engines cut out. Livia opened the door and waved. She gave a come-on gesture to Adira and then disappeared out the door. Locking the door behind her, Adira followed. Hunter patted the seat behind him. She noted that Livia was already behind Courtney.

"How do I get on?" she asked.

Hunter pointed to a footrest. "Put one foot there and swing the other over. You can hold on to me as you mount."

It was so easy she wondered why she was worried. Maybe it had nothing to do with being on the back of a motorcycle at all. If she was honest with herself, she'd admit that tonight was going to change everything. At least in her mind.

Inside was just as wild as she had imagined. Women danced on the bar top, wearing clothes that looked like they were a size too small. Couples fucking on furniture. Boobs were prevalent. Asses definitely.

"Why is it that only women are naked?" Adira mused. "Why can't men have their penises hanging out?"

Livia laughed. "I'd vote for that."

"I'm just saying, the balance of power is clearly one sided."

Courtney wrapped his arms around Livia's waist, planting a kiss on the side of her head. She turned in his arms and gave him a proper kiss, and once more Adira watched unashamed. Just like she watched the couples get it on. It was a live porno feed and she had a front-row seat.

When Livia and Courtney wandered away, Hunter looked down at her. "Come on. Doc is here. He's going to get you on birth control."

Nerves fluttered in her belly. He took hold of her hand and led her through the building and up the stairs. He opened a door and Adira saw an older man waiting inside. He had short, grey hair, wore glasses, and wore a tie with his short-sleeved button-up shirt.

"Doc, this is Adira," Hunter introduced.

"Hello, Adira."

She smiled and gave a little wave.

"I'll be back in a bit," Hunter told her. "Doc wants to talk to you privately."

He kissed the top of her head and then headed out, closing the door behind him.

"Hunter and Ares told me you want to get on birth control."

She nodded.

"When was your last Pap smear?"

"About three months ago."

"Normal?"

"Yes."

"Do you smoke?"

She shook her head.

"Good." He opened his medical case and brought out a box labeled "medroxyprogesterone acetate."

"This is the shot. You get one every three months. For the first week, use a backup method like condoms, but after that you'll be protected."

"All right."

He prepped the shot. "This goes into the outer part of your upper arm."

A few seconds later, he was done.

"Thanks, Doc," she murmured.

"My pleasure. The boys also got a checkup and wanted you to know they are disease free."

Heat engulfed her face. She wondered if he cared she was going to have sex with two different men. Then again, if he serviced a motorcycle club, probably not. A knock sounded on the door, and Hunter opened it.

"All done?"

"We are," Doc said, smiling at her. "Nice to meet you, Adira."

"You too."

Hunter held out his hand and she took it, leading her back downstairs to the party and right to the bar. He helped her onto a stool before sitting next to her.

"Haven't seen you before," said the young man behind the bar, giving her a wide smile.

"Not for you, Prospect," Hunter drawled.

"Gotcha, Hunter. What'll it be?"

"Give us a minute, Buddy." Hunter turned toward her. "We have to establish a few things. First, Ares and I will not take advantage of you while you're drunk. That said, if one or both of us drinks with you, then we'll be on equal footing and can fool around. Second, no one here will hurt you. But if you ever feel uncomfortable, find either one of us. Okay?"

She nodded. "Where's Ares?"

"He's coming. Had some paperwork to finish."

Adira took a deep breath. "Okay. I probably would feel better, maybe less self-conscious, if you drink with me."

"You got it, baby girl. So, what'll it be?"

"I don't know what I like. Give me something that tastes good, I guess."

He snapped his fingers. "I've got just the thing."

He stood up and walked the side, now standing across from her at the bar. He grabbed a few glasses and bottles, mixing some stuff together, before bringing it all over to her. There was a bottle of beer, two glasses of mixed drinks, and three shot glasses.

"If I'm going to drink all this, then you are too. Right?"

"That's the plan."

Hunter fixed his own drinks to match hers. Then he went back around the bar and sat down next to her.

"Okay." She put her fingers together to crack her knuckles. "What should I start with?"

Hunter picked up the beer. "Let's start with something you probably aren't going to like."

"Maybe I'll surprise you."

She picked up her own bottle of beer, and staring him in the eye, took a large sip. Bitterness hit her tongue and she scrunched up her nose and replaced the beer bottle.

"Nope, you were right. I don't like this."

He grinned.

"Next, shot glasses with the three most common alcohols," he said, pointing. "Rum, whiskey, and tequila."

"Which one should go first?"

He picked up the glass that had whiskey and placed it in front of her. "Might as well continue with the drinks you probably aren't going to like."

"There's a sterling recommendation if I ever heard one." She picked up the glass and waited for him. "Count of three?"

"Sure," he said and picked up his own shot glass. "One, two, three."

At the same time, they both downed their drinks. Hunter replaced the glass with a sharp click. Adira started coughing, unable to catch her breath.

"Oh, God. That was awful," she gasped.

"Want to quit?" he asked.

She shook her head. "Nope. I don't want to stop until all manner of debauchery has been experienced."

He chuckled. "Okay. Pick up the clear one. That's tequila."

"Is this the one with the worm in it?"

"No. Just ordinary tequila." He leaned over and grabbed a salt shaker and some lime slices. "For this one, put some salt on the back of your hand, between the thumb and index finger. Lick the salt, then knock back the drink and finally suck on the lime."

She did as instructed and her eyes watered as she started coughing. "Nope," she managed to choke out. "It just keeps getting worse."

Hunter laughed. "Let me get you a soda."

He hopped off once more to walk around the bar. He opened the fridge and grabbed a can of cola. Holding it out to her, she took a big drink to wipe out the awful taste. "I'm not sure if I'm going to like any of this."

Just then, an arm slid around her shoulders, and she jerked her head around to see Ares.

"Started without me, I see."

"We're getting shit-faced together."

"I see that." He grinned at Hunter. "Am I supposed to be the voice of reason tonight?"

"Do you want to get drunk with me and then we can do freaky stuff?" She tilted her head, grinning.

"I see the alcohol is starting to take effect."

She clapped her hands together. "Next!"

Ares slid on the stool on the other side of her. "What do you have there?" He picked up the next shot glass and sniffed. "Ah. Rum. Hold on, let me get some as well. If we're all going to get freaky later, we must be on the same bad decision page."

She giggled as he hurried to get a bottle of rum and a glass. He poured himself a generous amount and held it.

"To the beautiful Adira," he said.

"I'll drink to that," Hunter said.

Adira tossed back her drink. A warmth spread through her chest. "I liked that one."

"Rum is yum," Ares said and poured himself another shot.

"This one is a cocktail," Hunter announced handing her another glass. "A dry martini."

"You said cock," Adira said, another little giggle escaping.

"I'll stick with the rum," Ares said. "Drink up, sweetheart."

She took a sip and wrinkled her nose. "I don't think I like this one either."

Hunter smiled. "You don't have to finish. I'll drink it. Okay, only one more to go. This one is a mixed drink. Only two ingredients, vodka and cranberry."

"We had cranberry juice here?" Ares asked.

"I know. Shocked me too. I was also surprised we had orange bitters. Who's ordering the alcohol around here?"

"I think Chase took it over."

"Oh. That explains it."

"I like this one!" she exclaimed, slurping it up. When she was finished, she licked her lips. "Any more?"

Hunter took the glass from her. "Nope. Now we're gonna dance, baby girl. After that, you'll drink a lot of water. Then we'll figure out the rest of the night."

He held out his hand and Adira grabbed it. He led her into another room where people were grinding against each other. Hunter pulled her in close, one hand gripping her ass. The room spun a little, but she felt pleasantly numb. The other side effect of alcohol, she discovered, was being horny as hell. She wound her arms around Hunter's neck and pressed closer to him.

"How do you feel, baby girl?"

"Mm. I feel free."

"Free?"

"I'm finally breaking the good girl shell." She kissed his jaw. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Yes, I do."

"Good. I think I'd like that. Ares showed me how to give a blowjob, you know. I liked that as well. I'm liking everything that involves sex."

"I'm going to kiss you now," he whispered in her ear. "Is that okay?"

"Yes," she answered.

The next moment, his lips landed on hers. His taste, his scent, the power in his arms … it wrapped around every one of her senses and pulsed with arousal. Running his palms down her side, he gripped her ass and lifted her until she wrapped her legs around his waist. Immediately, Ares came up behind her and slid his hand in her hair, pulling it until she bent her head back. He kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth while Hunter trailed kisses down her neck.

Everyone around them disappeared. The alcohol swimming in her blood erased any inhibition. Finally, she understood what the hubbub was about, and she liked it. She floated away on a tide of sensuality, craving both men.