Bred By the MC Prez by Sam Crescent Page 0,24
not trying to garner anyone’s attention. His insecurities faded, replaced by a twisted rage when he imagined anything happening to his old lady.
He turned to Dog. “Get Hound and every available body on a bike now. No one rests until she’s found.” Before Dog rushed off, he grabbed the sleeve of his leather jacket. “Make sure everyone’s carrying.”
Dog nodded. “We’ll find her. Anyone who fucks with your woman is a dead man.”
The yard bustled, men running from the club, bikes roaring to life. A couple of shots rang in the air. The distinct energy of his club snapped in the air.
He swung his leg over the side of his Harley, but before he could kick it to life, his phone vibrated in his pocket. Any distraction irritated him at this point, but he quickly took a glance at the screen. He did a double-take when he saw a picture of Beth.
She was gagged, her eyes closed. Her beautiful body slumped in a corner. He checked the sender, certain his heart had stopped beating.
Romy.
The fucking little whore had screwed him over. Did she think he liked to play games?
She was in for a surprise.
Forge wouldn’t be showing her any mercy, and his brothers lived for revenge.
Chapter Seven
They hadn’t raped her.
The fact she was trying to find anything positive was a surprise. She couldn’t see because of the bag over her head. They were all laughing at her, and she hated it. They’d hurt her. Her clothes had stayed on while they each took a turn to poke, punch, or kick her. Blood ran down from her nose and her lip was split. Her entire body ached.
“I mean, come on, gentlemen, don’t you think this bitch is worth anything?” Romy pulled the cover they had put over her head. The men had all laughed at her, saying she was even too ugly to beat up.
Tears filled her eyes as she looked into Romy’s. The woman hated her.
Romy began to strip, layer by layer, and the men began to howl as if it was the best thing they had ever seen.
“Look at me, guys, and then look at that. She’s nothing.” Romy cupped her small breasts. “I can move without my entire body shaking.” She began to gyrate her hips. Blade approached her from behind, putting one hand on her stomach, the other on her tit.
“Yeah, you show her how it’s done.”
“You know she’s a virgin,” Romy said. “She wouldn’t even know how to suck a cock properly or take it deep in her throat. I know how to do all of those things.”
“Show her how it’s done. Show her that Forge will never want her, not when he’s got you.”
Romy got to her knees and Beth looked away. This wasn’t what she wanted to see.
“I suggest you watch, fat girl. You’re going to see how it’s really done or I can beat you some more. I don’t mind hurting you to get what I want,” Blade said.
Beth couldn’t stomach pain. She had no choice but to watch as Romy took out Blade’s cock. He was already hard. He wrapped his fingers around her long hair and as Romy took him into her mouth, she let out a moan.
The men around them began to chant.
“Swallow him. Swallow him. Swallow him.”
All she could think about was Forge. Would he know where she was? Would he even care? Maybe this wasn’t the first time he’d bought a woman.
One of the other men approached Romy but the woman on her knees didn’t push him away. Bending her body so she was on her hands and knees, he ran his fingers down her back, spread her ass open, and took out his cock. With Blade in her mouth, the other man took her from behind.
Romy stopped sucking enough to smile at her. “You’ll never be good enough for any man. You’re fat, useless, and one day, Forge will use you and push you aside. He’s always had a thing for me. He knows what I can do. Not a single part of me is off-limits to him. Just like all of these men. They want a slut, Beth. You’re not a slut. You’re too clean. Too perfect and real men like their women dirty.”
The man behind her pulled out and turned her so Beth had no choice but to watch as he fed his dick into her ass.
Romy reached behind her and spread her ass wide. “That’s it, baby, fuck it. Take my ass.”
She felt sick to