Hostage (Predators MC 3)(80)

“If you want to fuck me, all you have to do is ask.”

Jackal choked on his beer, managing to get away from the bar before he dunked Stump’s head into the cooler.

He used the opportunity to head over to Cruz who was close to Raci. She and Jewel were talking to another woman, sitting on the middle steps. Jackal and Cruz’s backs were turned to the them, but they would be able to hear as they talked.

“You ready to go back on Sunday?”

Viper had decided that was the bait they would drop to make them expose the traitor and draw the cartel out.

“Hell yes. If I listen to that old bitch bang on the wall next to my head much longer, I’m going to strangle her,” Cruz complained. “How did Viper keep her from coming down tonight?”

“I gave her the last of what Greer brought. She won’t want to leave that room.”

Jackal didn’t feel guilty. The old woman had more color in her fleshy face since she had been in the clubhouse. Cash had called Evie to stay the night with Mag until Rachel came back the next day. Rachel had taken Cash’s daughter to spend the night with her brothers at their house as suggested.

It was like a wall of dominoes that he felt was about to crash around him. Jackal hoped the women wouldn’t let it slip to Penni if he touched a woman. Otherwise, she was going to hate him more than before.

“You want go play a video game in the basement?” Jackal threw out the bait. If neither came down, he could cross two off his list.

“No thanks,” Cruz declined. “I think I’ll go get another beer.”

The men parted, going through the room. Jackal went through the kitchen and down the basement steps. The room was empty.

Sitting down, he turned on the Xbox. It was hard to wait to see if one of the women would show.

After ten minutes had passed, Jackal was about to stop playing the game when he heard someone coming down the steps.

He watched her feet appear then saw Raci’s grin as she practically bounced across the basement. She was wearing a black miniskirt that came to the tops of her thighs with a blue off-the-shoulder top that showed her tits.

“Can I play?” She sat down next to him, watching him play.

“Go for it.” Jackal motioned for the controller next to the Xbox then restarted the game to see if she really wanted to play or if her intent was to get information out of him.

When her breasts brushed against his arm, he had his answer.

“How long have you been a Predator?”

“Twelve years,” Jackal answered noncommittally, wanting her to think he wasn’t aware that she really wanted to find out.

“That’s a long time,” she practically cooed.

“Yeah.”

“Do you like being in their club? I like being in The Last Riders, but it’s boring sometimes.”

“It’s okay.” Jackal shrugged, keeping his eyes on the TV screen.

“I bet you’re really good at being a Predator. What position do you hold?” She pressed her tits harder against his arm.

“I’m their enforcer.”

“Wow. Train is our enforcer.”

He almost snorted at her lie.

Raci dropped her hand to his thigh, and Jackal dropped the controller, turning toward her.

“Is this one of the times you’re bored?”

Raci nodded, settling on the couch cushion. “It gets boring fucking the same men all the time. I could talk to Viper about him getting you in if you want.”

Jackal almost flinched when her hand slipped higher against the bulge of his jeans.

“Jeez, you’re really packing, aren’t you?” Raci rubbed his dick as she unsnapped his jeans with her other hand.

Jackal peeled her hands away from his limp dick. Either he made her talk, or his dick was about to show her how uninterested he really was.

Jerking down her top, he took her nipple in his mouth.

“I can make you feel so … good.” Raci brought her hand once again to his dick.

He yanked her hands back, holding them behind her back. “Did I tell you that you could touch my dick?”

Raci leaned forward, running her tongue up the side of his neck before stopping at his earlobe and sucking it into her mouth.

“You want my dick? Ask for it.”

“Can I suck your dick?”

She moaned when he yanked her skirt up, baring her to her waist. He brought his hand between her thighs, and Raci spread her legs as he slid a finger inside her pussy. Raci twisted on his fingers, sprawling her legs wider.

“How long have you been with the Last Rider’s?”

Raci moaned louder. “Several years.”

“That’s a long time.”

Raci frantically nodded as Jackal began to pump his finger into her drenched pussy.

“I bet they took one look at a beautiful girl like you and thought they hit the jackpot.”