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  Chapter Five

  Sex Piston parked her bike as her ma pulled into the driveway behind her. Stud wasn’t working until later today, so her ma had taken advantage of being kid free to run errands before they arrived.

  “How was work today?” she asked as Sex Piston helped her grab groceries from the back seat.

  “All right. Business is slow after the holidays until people get a couple of paydays to get caught up. It should start picking up again next month.”

  They packed the groceries into the kitchen and then started to put the groceries up until they heard voices coming from the back porch. Curious, they went to the sliding glass door and opened it, listening to Pops and Diamond talk.

  Sex Piston had been furious with Diamond ever since she had found her and Knox together in Diamond’s office. She hadn’t been able to keep her mouth shut and had told Diamond everything Beth had told her about the MC Knox belonged to.

  In her own way, she had been trying to protect her sister, but she could tell from her sister’s face when she had informed her of how new women were initiated into The Last Riders that it had deeply hurt her. It had been the truth, but Sex Piston wished now that she hadn’t been so harsh. There were easier ways to break that kind of information besides slapping her sister in the face with it.

  “What’s wrong?” Her father sat down beside Diamond on the swing.

  “I love Knox. I love him so much.” Diamond buried her face in her hands. “I don’t even know why I love the big jerk.” Her father put his arm around her shoulder. Diamond turned to him, crying on his shoulder.

  “How does he feel?” Her father looked over his shoulder, seeing them standing silently behind the swing. He started to get up and let Ma handle the situation, but she shook her head.

  “He doesn’t love me back.” Diamond cried harder.

  “Are you sure?” Pops pulled her closer.

  “Yes, now he won’t even talk to me.”

  “Then make him,” he said matter-of-factly.

  “What?” Diamond looked up from his shoulder.

  “Make him talk to you. It’s what your mother did.”

  “When?”

  Sex Piston knew. She had heard their voices arguing and had sat outside their bedroom door, listening, sick that they would break up like all her friends’ parents had and she would never see him.

  Pops took a deep breath. “When you girls were little, we broke up for a while. We argued over custody so we decided to live together until you girls were older. It was the worst six months of my life. I loved your mom, but she was sick of me putting the Destructors first. She didn’t want me to leave the club, she just wanted equal time. I was stupid and put the club first and you guys second. When I missed Sex Piston’s birthday party, she’d had it. Living with your mom and yet not being with her was terrible. I’m ashamed to say I did stupid shit that I regret, that I will always regret, Diamond.”

  Sex Piston remembered that time. She had tried to make everyone’s life easier. That’s when she had started cooking their meals, making sure to keep her mother occupied when she became bored or overwhelmed, and she never asked for another birthday party.

  “How did you get back together?” Diamond asked.

  “It was because of you, Diamond.”

  Her eyes widened in surprise. “Me?”

  Sex Piston stiffened beside her ma at her pops words. After everything she had done, it was because of Diamond that they had stayed together?

  “After you saw me at the club with that woman and didn’t talk to me, your mom and I talked. She couldn’t understand the change in you toward me. You went from being a daddy’s girl to not wanting to sit at the dinner table with me, so yeah, she knew something was wrong.”

  “How did you know?”

  “One of my men saw you running from the back of the club. When I got home I could tell from the way you treated me that you had seen. I didn’t know what to say to you, and your mother finally made me tell her. It was the worst day of my life, confessing I had cheated on her and had been for a long time. The thing was, she had known all along and that was another reason she’d had a problem with the club. We talked all day and night, Diamond, and worked it all out, but I paid for that day for years. It destroyed my relationship with you and your mother wouldn’t marry me for a long time. I had lost her trust; it took all these years to get it back, but I lost my little girl forever.

  “Diamond, go after Knox, make him talk to you.” Her father looked at her with watery eyes.

  “But you loved mom, Knox doesn’t even care about me.”

  “He ever give you a nickname? Even when you were messing around?” Her father turned red at his question.

  “No.”

  “Not once?” he pressed.

  “No, he always called me Diamond.”

  “Do you know why we called you Diamond?” her pops asked Diamond, his voice gruff.

  “No.”

  “Because the second we saw you, we knew you were going to be the most precious thing in the world to us. Our precious jewel, our little Diamond.”

  Sex Piston was wondering why they couldn’t have thought of something like that when they named her fucking Norma.

  Diamond burst into tears, her arms going around her father, making Sex Piston feel guilty about being jealous over a name. Even though it was a freaking ugly name.

  “If Knox hasn’t called you anything else, then he knows what he’s got, probably just too stubborn to admit it. Go talk to him, sweetheart.”

  “Maybe I’ll go see him tomorrow,” Diamond prevaricated, like she always did.

  “Fuck that. Get off your ass, I’ll take you.” Diamond stood up, seeing her mother and sister behind the swing when Sex Piston couldn’t stay silent any longer.

  “Go ahead, Diamond. What have you got to lose?” her pops urged Diamond.

  “My dignity?”

  “Dignity isn’t going to keep your ass warm tonight, move it.” Sex Piston took Diamond’s hand, dragging her inside the house. They were almost out the door when Sex Piston changed her mind and turned toward her bedroom.

  “You can’t go on a manhunt wearing that shit you got on.” She went to her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and jerked a top off the hanger. “Get dressed.”

  Diamond was wearing the dark blue suit she’d obviously been in all day, and for once, she agreed with her without an argument. Her sister put on the jeans and pulled on the top. Diamond’s breasts were larger than hers and the top was low cut. The globes of her breasts were displayed to their best advantage.

  “Do you have another top I could borrow? This one is too tight.” Sex Piston watched Diamond look at herself in her mirror. The top looked great on her. Knox wasn’t going to resist a woman who had tits like hers.

  Sex Piston closed the closet door with a pair of high-heeled boots in her hand. She handed them to Diamond. “Put them on, and no I don’t have a bigger top. That’s the largest one I have,” she lied.

  Diamond sat down on the side of the bed, putting the boots on. When she was done Sex Piston pushed her down at her dressing table and took down her hair, styling the thick mass until it was curled and fluffy.

  “Now you’re done. Let’s go.”

  “Sex Piston, I think I’m going to wait until I’ve thought this over a little more.”

  “Think over what?” Crazy Bitch asked, coming out of the kitchen with Killyama and T.A.

  “Damn, I forgot we were supposed to watch Stud’s kids tonight while they had their meeting,” Sex Piston said, coming to a halt.

  “Stud has kids?” Diamond asked.

  “Yeah, three kids from hell. Is Fat Louise here?” Sex Piston asked, thinking fast, not wanting Diamond to volunteer to babysit anytime soon. Her movie choices would give the girls nightmares

  “She’s in the kitchen,” Crazy Bitch answered.

  “Fat Louise!” Sex Piston yelled. Fat Louise came out of the kitchen, eating a Pop Tart.

  “You
go on to the club and watch Stud’s kids; we have somewhere we’ve got to go.”

  “I ain’t watching those monsters by myself,” Fat Louise argued back.

  “If you do it, I’ll take you out to dinner, anywhere you want to go.”

  “Anywhere?”

  Sex Piston hesitated. “Yes.”

  “Even Popeye’s?” Fat Louise’s eyes lit up.

  “Yes. We are going to The Last Riders’ clubhouse to get Knox for Diamond.”

  “Why?” Fat Louise asked, confused. “We don’t like that asshole.”

  “We don’t, but Diamond’s in love with the motherfucker, and what she wants, she’s going to get,” Sex Piston said resolutely. “Let’s go; time’s a-wastin’. It’s Friday night at that club; things will be getting freaky there.”

  Diamond tried to interrupt Sex Piston, but Crazy Bitch dragged her to their car.

  “My keys are in the house,” Diamond said.

  “They can stay there; we’re taking my car.” Killyama opened the back door and shoved Diamond into the back seat.

  “Scoot your ass over,” Killyama said, sliding in next to her.

  Crazy Bitch got in the front seat with Sex Piston and T.A. grabbed the last seat, sliding in next to Diamond in the back.

  Sex Piston put the car in gear, accelerating with a squeal of her tires. Driving like a bat out of hell, she drove toward Treepoint.

  Diamond attempted to get Sex Piston to turn around, but her chicken-shit sister, for once, was going to face life head on, even if was a bald-headed bastard she personally couldn’t stand.

  “Fuck, no, we ain’t turnin’ around,” Killyama said. “I’ve been dying to see one of their parties ever since Beth told us about them. Who knows, maybe we’ll like them more than the Blue Horseman and we’ll start hangin’ with them instead.”

  Sex Piston grinned at Killyama in the rear view mirror. The Last Riders had no idea what was headed their way.

  Chapter Six

  The Last Riders’ parking lot was filled with motorcycles and cars. It was the one day of the week that hanger-ons were allowed in the clubhouse. Diamond, Sex Piston and her crew got out of the car, staring up at the huge house. Music could be heard from where they were standing.

  “Sex Piston, I’ve changed my mind.”

  She glanced at Diamond before walking over and taking her hand. “You can do this, Diamond. I’ll be right there with you. I shouldn’t have butted in when I saw him at your office. Now, get your ass up those steps,” she said, giving Diamond a shove on her back.

  “What if I see him with someone?”

  “Beth caught Razer fucking Evie. She got over it.” She shrugged.

  When they walked up the steps, Diamond tried to hesitate at the door, but Killyama pushed her through. The sight that met Sex Piston’s eyes was her worst fears confirmed about her sister being involved with Knox. The Last Riders were as Sex Piston had only imagined after Beth had told them of the wild parties.

  Cash had Jewell on his lap, sucking her bare breast, while another member had a woman pressed against the wall with her skirt up around her waist as he was fucking her. Razer and Beth were sitting on the couch, necking, and while they were the most circumspect of the group with their clothes still on, Sex Piston wasn’t so sure what those two would have been doing if they had come in a few minutes later.

  “Do you see him?” Sex Piston asked.

  “No, he’s not here.”

  “He must be in his room. Where is it?” Sex Piston asked.

  “Upstairs.”

  T.A. put a hand on Diamond’s back, pushing her toward the steps.

  “Stop pushing me T.A.,” Diamond hissed, her voice drawing everyone’s attention. Beth’s eyes widened and she jerked from Razer’s arms before coming toward them.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked as she drew close.

  “Diamond is going to talk to Knox. He upstairs?” Sex Piston told Beth as if they stopped by for a visit regularly.

  “I don’t know. We just got here. Go outside and wait. I’ll get Razer to go get him for you.”

  “We can get him ourselves.” Sex Piston ignored her offer, taking Diamond’s hand as she moved them toward the steps and then up them. As Beth followed behind, she saw Razer get up, coming after them.

  “Sex Piston, I really don’t think this is a good idea.” Beth tried again to stop her. She ignored her, reaching the top of the steps before any of The Last Riders could stop them.

  “Which one is it?” Sex Piston asked Diamond.

  Sex Piston saw her take a step toward Knox’s door. She was going to knock, but Sex Piston opened the door before she could. If the bastard was going to be unfaithful to her sister, she wanted her to know that shit right from the start. The light from the bathroom shined into the bedroom, highlighting the people on the bed. There were four people on there.

  Diamond took one look and then turned around, running into her. She knew the instant she saw Diamond’s face that she had made another mistake in making her confront Knox in his room.

  “Mother Fucker,” Sex Piston said angrily.

  Diamond pushed through the group of women, her hand to her mouth. She got to the top of the steps before she stopped. Sex Piston, Killyama, Beth, Crazy Bitch and T.A. all came to a stop behind her as they saw Razer standing at the top of the steps, watching the women. She saw the sympathy in his eyes for Diamond.

  “Bliss is mine,” Diamond said, pissed off like Sex Piston had never seen her before. Sex Piston and her crew all gave a grin.

  “Let’s kick some ass.” Sex Piston let Diamond take the lead. Her sister deserved first blood.

  “What? Wait!” Beth yelled.

  Diamond rushed back into the bedroom before Beth or Razer could react, burying her hand in Bliss’s hair and jerking her off the cock she was riding. At the same time, Sex Piston went for Evie who was straddling Rider’s lap, pulling her off backwards to land on the floor. Through all of this, Crazy Bitch held Beth and Razer back at the doorway, threatening them with a lamp she had quickly picked up from the dresser.

  “What in the fuck?” a man growled, though Sex Piston didn’t even pay attention to the male voice coming from the bed.

  Bliss screamed, trying to get away, but Diamond had a good grip on her hair. Sex Piston was glad her sister had learned a thing or two from her. Evie was doing better defending herself against Sex Piston. She didn’t like to brag, but she was the more experienced at fighting, while Evie was more used to fucking. As Rider tried to jerk her off Evie, Razer finally managed to get by Crazy Bitch.

  Diamond threatened Razer as he approached her. “You get away or I’m going to smash your nuts.”

  No sooner had the words left her mouth than the doorway filled with Last Riders trying to get into the bedroom as someone hit the light switch.

  “Diamond!” Knox yelled from the doorway. He stood there, dressed in jeans, a shirt and boots with his jacket on.

  “What is going on in here?” Viper came to the doorway with no shoes or shirt on. The tribal tattoo he had on his arm and shoulder and the huge one he had on his chest had Sex Piston and her crew pausing to look at the biker, despite the turmoil going on in the room. Knox gave Diamond a threatening glare when he saw her eyes linger on Viper’s display of muscular perfection a little longer than he deemed necessary. Hell, Sex Piston couldn’t blame her sister. Viper made her own mouth drop open.

  “I thought that Knox was in here.” Evie and Sex Piston were still fighting despite Rider trying to separate them when Train got up from the bed, grabbing Sex Piston so that Rider could help Evie get to her feet. Sex Piston’s hand reached behind her back and grabbed Train by his nuts. To Train’s credit, he bellowed, but he didn’t release her.

  “Sex Piston, stop!” Viper yelled.

  She let Train go reluctantly, who fell back onto the bed, holding himself. Sex Piston’s top was torn and her hair was a mess from Evie using it to pull away when she had tried to strangle her.


  “What are you doing here, Diamond?” Knox asked.

  “I wanted to talk to you?” The statement came out too wimpy for Sex Piston’s liking.

  “Did you ever think of just calling me?” Knox asked, looking around at the pandemonium in the room.

  Diamond looked confused. “I did, you never answered. Besides that, I texted and left messages.”

  Knox searched his pockets for his phone. “I’ve been out riding my bike all day then I went for a walk at Cash’s homestead. I must have lost it.”

  “You weren’t ignoring my call?” Diamond asked with a wavering voice.

  “No,” Knox answered, staring deeply into her eyes.

  “You would have answered?”

  “Yeah,” Knox said softly.

  Sex Piston watched as Diamond smiled and walked toward him, this time not looking worried about making a fool of herself. She walked up to him and circled his waist with her arms.

  “I’ve missed you,” Diamond confessed.

  “I’ve missed you,” Knox said.

  Sex Piston wanted to vomit.

  “Well, isn’t that sweet,” Killyama said in a sickeningly sugary voice. “Does that mean we can stay for the party?”

  “No,” everyone answered at once.

  “We help you out and we can’t even get a beer?” Crazy Bitch asked Diamond.

  “One beer,” Knox agreed reluctantly.

  “Knox,” Viper said in warning.

  “One beer then they’ll leave,” Knox promised.

  Sex Piston and her crew nodded their heads in agreement. As Knox and Diamond left the room with everyone following, Sex Piston couldn’t help herself from watching Viper turning to go to a bedroom at the end of the hall where Winter stood in the doorway with a sheet covering her body. When she saw everyone’s eyes on her, she shut the door just as Viper was about to enter. Unable to stop his momentum, he ran into the door.

  Sex Piston snickered behind the badass biker’s back as they reached the top of the steps and saw the front door open and Stud enter with several of the Blue Horseman coming in behind him.

  Cash, who was at the bottom of the steps, turned toward the door. “What in the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he asked Stud.