Chapter 1

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Sniper – Twenty-Six Years Old

I grunt, slamming my hips forward as Lia moans, "Yes, Sniper, harder," gripping the edges of the desk.

I grin, gripping her black bob tighter, pulling her back, causing her to arch her back more, and I go deeper inside her, making her cunt flutter around my cock, sucking me in, and I groan.

My balls tighten, the need to come pulling me, and I lean over Lia. Keeping one hand in her hair, I move my other between her and the desk, finding her clit.

I pinch it hard, causing her to scream as wetness drips over my fingers, her walls squeezing me tight enough for my cock to like it, and I moan, my balls ready to burst. Quickly I pull out of her.

I grip her hair, yanking her back, making her moan like the little pain slut she is, and she turns around, getting on her knees as I yank the condom off. She opens her mouth, and I push my cock inside as she wraps her lips around me.

God, this feels fucking amazing.

She sucks, then swallows around my length, and I moan, looking up at the ceiling as I come down the throat, feeling it tighten around me every time she swallows, accepting my cum.

Breathing hard, I allow her to lick my cock clean, enjoying the feel of her tongue.

"Fuck, Lia, that's it, clean me up…" I rasp, and she does as I ask before licking the tip and looking at me with a grin. Her mascara is smudged under her eyes and is trailing her cheeks.

Fuck, I love my life.

"Sniper, baby, you have a call," Lia calls out an hour later, and I groan, yanking the spanner off the nut, and moving from underneath the hood of Momma's truck, narrowly avoiding banging my head.

I look over toward Lia, noticing that she's undone her white blouse halfway again, like she's hoping for more. I ask, "Is it important?"

I really need to get Momma's truck done today. Her cambelt fell off yesterday, and they are fucking pains to change, and instead of buying a new truck like she wanted, Dad decided I can fix it, since Momma doesn't deserve a new truck.

Something about accidentally scratching his Harley with the grocery bags….

Lia bites her bottom lip, looking at me seductively like I didn't just fuck her over the receptionist's desk an hour ago. I roll my eyes and snap, "Lia? Phone call, important or not?"

She clears her throat and states, "It's Snake."

"Ah fuck…" I mutter.

My big brother wouldn't call the reception desk unless it were serious and club related. He knows when I'm working I don't answer my cell, so we came to a compromise.

Club related matters, he calls the receptionist.

Grunting, I drop the spanner, wipe my hands on the rag I left on the hood of the car, and walk over to Lia. I ignore her eyes eating me up in my wife beater and overalls tied at my waist.

I grab the phone from her and place it to my ear.

"Snake?" I say, my eyes going to Lia again. She's watching me instead of leaving like she's supposed to if Snake calls, and I raise a brow at her.

Clearing her throat, she quickly turns and bangs into the desk, making her grunt, and I sigh. Her face goes red with embarrassment as she runs out of the room.

"She gone?" he snaps, and I sigh again.

Fucking great. Whatever has happened is bad.

"Yeah, she's gone. What's happened?" I question.

He grunts. "I need you to come to the club. Don't fucking talk to anyone. Just come to my office; it's urgent, brother."

Furrowing my brows, I tell him I'll be there in ten minutes, and hang up. Confusion builds as to why he couldn't just speak over the phone. I need to find Lia to give her the afternoon off, grab my cut, and shut everything down before I can leave.

My eyes go to the workshop, and I groan.

Fuck, Momma's going to be pissed that her truck isn't ready yet. I shouldn't have let my dick overrule my brain again.

Oh well….

Half an hour later, I walk into Snake's office. He's running his hand over his bald head, looking stressed and fucking devastated.

"Hunter?" I use his given name with concern, getting his attention.

His head snaps up, and he barks, "I thought you said ten minutes!"

I sigh, sitting in front of his desk, and commenting, "I would have been if I hadn't found Lia trying to make copies of my signature." His eyes widen, and I nod. "She also had my business checkbook in her purse. The bitch has been fired. I called Uncle Donald, and he took her in."

He nods, rubbing his hand over his chin, and whispers, "What I'm about to tell you is going to be hard, brother." I sit forward, furrowing my brows, and he continues, "Hairy's mother was obsessed with Dad." I raise a brow because, for some reason, that's not surprising. He clears his throat. "She never had an affair with Bones, the Untamed brother, like we all thought. She used him as an excuse when Bullet found the pregnancy test."

I sit back in shock, whispering, "What the fuck…."

He nods. "She drugged Dad, hoping to get pregnant by him. We don't know who helped her, but we do know that Hairy has held a grudge ever since. He ran Bones and his daughter Star off the road, thinking to kidnap her. Instead, he took Bones and held him captive all this time…. He…fuck brother, he raped Star, Flame's woman. She spent years following Hairy, remembering who he was from that day over ten years ago. He thought she would tell us what he did, not realizing she was following him to find her dad…. He raped her for it, brother."

My breathing picks up the more my brother speaks.

"I've told Dad; he and Momma are trying to process it all…same as Bullet. They all have agreed Hairy will be handed to the Untamed for what he did to their brother and club princess, but we have bigger problems. We have several rats in the club, who were helping Hairy. Hammer was working with him to take over the club, and I'll bring him home. I need you and a couple of patched brothers to meet me in Parkerville with a van. I'm not sure how many brothers are against us, but Axel promised to help any way he can."

I stand, knocking the chair over with anger that this has happened, that we didn't fucking see it coming.

He nods. "I need to leave for Winchester in an hour and meet up with Axel to go rescue Bones. I just, fuck…. I need to explain everything in church first and get the votes, and I needed to tell you before that because, fuck, you're my blood brother, Theo…."

I cut him off, already knowing where he's going with this, and I state, "I vote for Smokey to be VP. He's earned the job." My brother nods, pride coming off him, and I rasp, "I'll take over the role of Road Captain. I go on every club run anyway, so I know the roads. I can do both jobs until Liam patches in. I'll give him a few years before voting him in as secretary; we both know he'll be amazing at the job."

Snake nods again and whispers, "I'm proud of you, you know that?"

I give him a half smile. "I know. You've been my biggest supporter, even when I wanted to do a double degree."

He smiles before checking his watch, and I tense. He looks my way and sighs. "You don't want to go to church, do you?"

I put my hands on my hips and chuckle. "Not really. We both know everyone will look at me for the VP role, a role I never wanted, but I'll go anyway, for you. Let's go get this shit over with."

He nods and stands, looking at me with concern. But, hey, what's there to be concerned about? It's not like a brother we grew up with has betrayed us.

Oh, wait….

An hour later, Snake left for Winchester with the brother's votes for Axel to take Hairy, and I'm in his office with Smokey, Breaker, and Tats, arranging to meet him in Parkerville, an hour away, tomorrow night to pick up Hammer.

Tech has gone to his room to check the cameras, looking for anything suspicious, knowing we still have some traitors, while the rest of us plan the best route to and from Parkerville. We need a route that'll be free of cops, because we can't take the risk of being pulled over.

"Alright, brothers," I rasp once the routes are mapped. "There's nothing we can do until we get confirmation that Snake is on his way back. Let's go get some sleep."

Smokey smirks at my taking charge. "You sure you don't want the VP patch?"

I snort. When I brought his name up in church, he was shocked, but he shouldn't be.

Shaking my head, I stand and rasp, "It should have been you to begin with, brother. That title has always been yours, and Hairy knew that, and he hated it. Besides, you hated the road captain job that I was always good at…. Go get some rest, VP."

After shocking him with my words, I give him a one-finger salute, and walk out of Snake's office and into the common room.

My anger is building, and I need a release.

Looking around the common room, I notice my regular fuck Juicy eyeing me up, and I crook my finger toward her, and she grins.

She skips toward me, and when she's close, her hand instantly goes to my cock in my jeans, squeezing it, causing it to harden.

With a growl, I pull her down the hallway to my room. I open the door and shove her inside, and she giggles, falling onto my bed, lying on her back. She spreads her legs, showcasing her crotchless panties, her cunt dripping. She dips her fingers inside, thrusting them. I remove my cut, hanging it on my door, before removing my wife beater.

Unbuckling my jeans, I remove them and my briefs, toeing off my boots, before walking toward her, my right hand squeezing my cock.

She grins and whispers, "Come and get me, baby…."

I smirk and fucking pounce, ready to fuck this anger out of my system. I grab a condom and sheath myself before lifting her legs, spreading them in the air, and I line my cock up with her entrance, thrusting forward hard. She moans, and I pause before thrusting at least three times in her cunt, and then pull out completely. Using my hips, I place my cock at her tight asshole and push in, groaning, keeping hold of her legs.

Her ass squeezes me tightly as I bottom out, before slowly moving my hips back and forth, and as soon as I know she's used to my size, I pick up the pace, fucking her hard as she fingerfucks her own cunt.

This is what I fucking needed, and after today, it's proof I'll never fucking trust anyone.

Clubwhores and one-night stands are all I need in this life.