Oil and Leather: A Biker Erotic Romance (Free Devils MC) Read Online Free Page A
Author: A. L. Summers
when Tony could still be in possession of his.
"Not helping," she snapped, before snapping her fingers in triumph. "The water works!"
"Good!" Terri was nodding. "How about the limestone quarry?"
"Shit. That's possible too."
"Well," Terri said, "you take the water works and I'll take the quarry. Keep your phone on, alright? Got your gun?"
Kat nodded and peeled out of the lot before Terri had even climbed into her old Ford Mustang.
There was precious little traffic on the road. Kat was grateful in the back of her mind. She didn't have the presence of mind to negotiate traffic at the moment. She felt as though her heart was about to burst out of her chest as she accelerated faster and faster. She left the city lights in a blur behind her, pressing her body forward in her desperation to get closer to her target.
The lights of the old waterworks plant were sparse, barely enough for the occasional security patrol to drive by and give a cursory sweep. The crew knew when to use the place to their advantage and when to avoid it. Kat felt a thrill of satisfaction when realized that tonight was a good night.
She kept her eyes trained on the dull glow rising over the hill, hoping against hope that she wasn't too late. Leaving the gritty service road in a hail of dust and gravel, she shot through the narrow gap in the chain link fence faster than she had ever dared. She felt thin strands of her hair catch sharply against the wire, but she made it.
She couldn't hear anything above the roar of her bike, having to weave in and out of the massive network of towering water tanks and maintenance buildings. Her engine would be clearly audible to anyone in the area. Since no one came out to meet her, she felt her spirits plummet with the realization that there was no one here.
As she rounded the curve of the last tank, she hit the brakes and barely came to a stop before plowing into the crowd gathered there.
Letting her bike fall carelessly behind her, she ran towards the group of men. Her sharp eyes taking in the concerned faces of her brothers and fellow riders.
"Kat, stop!"
She ignored the hands grabbing at her, pulling her back, the voices calling her name. Instead, she shoved her way through the crowd of leather clad men, until she burst through the circle and into the light. Her eyes locked with her father's his sweat soaked and flushed face. He was surprised at seeing her there, but then her gaze dropped to the ground.
A man lay beaten and bloodied at his feet.
"No!" She lunged forward, but someone grabbed her around the waist and hauled her away. Away from the light and the familiar tangle of dark hair, now matted with blood.
"Come on, girl. You don't need to see this." She recognized the voice of Terri's husband and felt a moment of regret as she drove her elbow into his side. He dropped her to the ground and he grunted in pain.
"You fucking idiots!" No one stopped her as she pushed through this time. Her father stepped forward as she fell to her knees and pulled the limp body of her lover towards her.
"Kat," her father started, but the look she threw him was so ferocious he stopped. He watched uneasily as she took the young man's face into her hands.
"You fools," she whispered, even as Tony's eyes opened slowly, blinking as trails of blood ran down from his hairline and seeped into his eyes. Kat wiped furiously at his face, trying to stop the blood, not caring about the smears of red quickly coating her hands and arms.
"Put him down, darling." Lawrence had stepped up warily behind her. She could feel him towering over her, but cautious after her outburst. "We'll take care of this, don't you worry."
"You won't touch him," Kat all but snarled, glaring around at them. "He hasn't done anything wrong."
There was silence from the dozens of men surrounding her and then her father spoke.
"Your lip. Terri said-"
"Terri said
"Not helping," she snapped, before snapping her fingers in triumph. "The water works!"
"Good!" Terri was nodding. "How about the limestone quarry?"
"Shit. That's possible too."
"Well," Terri said, "you take the water works and I'll take the quarry. Keep your phone on, alright? Got your gun?"
Kat nodded and peeled out of the lot before Terri had even climbed into her old Ford Mustang.
There was precious little traffic on the road. Kat was grateful in the back of her mind. She didn't have the presence of mind to negotiate traffic at the moment. She felt as though her heart was about to burst out of her chest as she accelerated faster and faster. She left the city lights in a blur behind her, pressing her body forward in her desperation to get closer to her target.
The lights of the old waterworks plant were sparse, barely enough for the occasional security patrol to drive by and give a cursory sweep. The crew knew when to use the place to their advantage and when to avoid it. Kat felt a thrill of satisfaction when realized that tonight was a good night.
She kept her eyes trained on the dull glow rising over the hill, hoping against hope that she wasn't too late. Leaving the gritty service road in a hail of dust and gravel, she shot through the narrow gap in the chain link fence faster than she had ever dared. She felt thin strands of her hair catch sharply against the wire, but she made it.
She couldn't hear anything above the roar of her bike, having to weave in and out of the massive network of towering water tanks and maintenance buildings. Her engine would be clearly audible to anyone in the area. Since no one came out to meet her, she felt her spirits plummet with the realization that there was no one here.
As she rounded the curve of the last tank, she hit the brakes and barely came to a stop before plowing into the crowd gathered there.
Letting her bike fall carelessly behind her, she ran towards the group of men. Her sharp eyes taking in the concerned faces of her brothers and fellow riders.
"Kat, stop!"
She ignored the hands grabbing at her, pulling her back, the voices calling her name. Instead, she shoved her way through the crowd of leather clad men, until she burst through the circle and into the light. Her eyes locked with her father's his sweat soaked and flushed face. He was surprised at seeing her there, but then her gaze dropped to the ground.
A man lay beaten and bloodied at his feet.
"No!" She lunged forward, but someone grabbed her around the waist and hauled her away. Away from the light and the familiar tangle of dark hair, now matted with blood.
"Come on, girl. You don't need to see this." She recognized the voice of Terri's husband and felt a moment of regret as she drove her elbow into his side. He dropped her to the ground and he grunted in pain.
"You fucking idiots!" No one stopped her as she pushed through this time. Her father stepped forward as she fell to her knees and pulled the limp body of her lover towards her.
"Kat," her father started, but the look she threw him was so ferocious he stopped. He watched uneasily as she took the young man's face into her hands.
"You fools," she whispered, even as Tony's eyes opened slowly, blinking as trails of blood ran down from his hairline and seeped into his eyes. Kat wiped furiously at his face, trying to stop the blood, not caring about the smears of red quickly coating her hands and arms.
"Put him down, darling." Lawrence had stepped up warily behind her. She could feel him towering over her, but cautious after her outburst. "We'll take care of this, don't you worry."
"You won't touch him," Kat all but snarled, glaring around at them. "He hasn't done anything wrong."
There was silence from the dozens of men surrounding her and then her father spoke.
"Your lip. Terri said-"
"Terri said
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