Viper's Run(79)

“You got our tat on you?”

“Yes.” Her first and last tat she was determined, but she hadn’t liked the look on Viper’s face when she had informed him of that decision.

Winter jumped off the bed, going through her clothes to find something to wear. “Jerk, you could have told me and I would have bought a new outfit,” she said, unhappily staring her choices available.

“There’s an outfit for you in the closest in the brown dress bag.”

Winter opened the closet door searching until she located the bag at the back of the closet. Pulling the bag out of the closet, she unzipped the garment bag. She pulled out a black leather skirt that she was sure would cover her without being too short. The top was black lace across the top, with no straps, with leather fringes that would both conceal and hint at her waist and abdomen. Winter loved it, they were perfect. There was even thigh high boots that were flat on the bottom. It was her first biker bitch outfit.

“Thank you Viper, I love it,” she said jumping into his arms and kissing him in thanks. He deepened the kiss until Winter thought he might change his mind about having sex before the party, but he released her.

“Thank Beth, she’s the one who bought it for your first party,” Viper told her with a smile.

“Where did the ugly outfit come from that I wore?” Winter asked with a suspicious glare.

Viper went through the door. “I bought it. Conner would never have chosen the other women if he had seen you in that getup.” He barely managed to shut the door before she threw one of her boots.





Razer pulled out a chair in front of Winter, with his back to the stripper swinging her body against the pole. He hadn’t let his eyes stray to the dance floor once. Winter herself wouldn’t have believed it if she hadn’t witnessed it herself, which Winter had finally deduced was why she was there. Razer had every intention of covering his ass. If Beth asked her, Winter would be able to tell her, in all honesty, that Razer hadn’t strayed.

Lifting her beer, she looked at Viper. Of course she couldn’t say the same, he was obviously enjoying the show.

“I’m getting ready to smash my beer bottle into that hard on your getting,” Winter threatened. Viper laughed, turning his chair to face her. Mollified, Winter put her beer back on the table. Viper and Razer began talking about a new method of growing plants. Winter zoned out, not in the least interested. The stripper finished with a flourish, putting on a silky pink rope that she didn’t bother tying. Several of the members followed her to the back of the bar.

Winter finished her beer, feeling the urgent need to use the bathroom and excusing herself to go to the restroom at the back of the bar. The restroom was empty. After using the toilet, Winter washed her hands, throwing away the towel as she left the restroom. She tried to keep her eyes forward, but her curiosity got the better of her and she looked over towards where she had seen the stripper go. She slowly came to a stop in the shadows of the long hallway.

The stripper was giving a lap dance to Shade who was sprawled on one of the chairs. He was wearing blue jeans and had pulled off his t-shirt. He was leaner than Viper and the rest of the members with perfectly cut abs. Both arms, neck, and chest were covered in a myriad of tattoos. His facial expression was fierce as he watched the woman shake her breasts an inch from his face. As she straddled his lap, she ground her pussy down onto a cock that Winter could see was huge even covered in his jeans. The woman obviously knew him. As she was grinding down on him, she was pleading.”

“God, please Shade, please.”

The woman’s face was a tortured mask.

“What you want bitch?”

“Your cock. Please Shade,” she whimpered.

“Where you want it?”

“My pussy.”

“Can’t give it to you now, you come back to the clubhouse, I’ll give it to you all night.” The woman nodded frantically.

“Go give my brothers their dances, if you want to give them anything else you can give them your mouth. Save your pussy for me.” The woman shakily moved off Shade, moving towards Knox who was eagerly waiting his turn.

Winter stayed to the shadows until she was able to get to her table.

“Where the fuck have you been, I was going to come looking for you?” Viper questioned her as soon as she sat back down.

“I had to use the restroom, the beer was making me sick. I stayed until I was sure I wasn’t going to vomit.”

“Eat some pretzels,” Viper said, noticing her flushed cheeks.

Razer’s speculative gaze wasn’t making her feel any calmer. Winter was having second thoughts about talking to Beth. Perhaps a slight warning wouldn’t hurt anyone and Lily would stand a fighting chance to….