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Bright light shines from the cheap motel curtains. It shines directly in my eyes. Groaning, I go to roll over, when I’m met with a muffled oomph. My brows dip into my nose, and I rocket out of the bed. Leather and Tornado lay snuggled together, and I can see where I was playing big spoon with her. My eyes dart around the space, trying to comprehend what's happening.
Correction.
I’m trying to comprehend that it actually happened. I fucking know that my dreams basically came true last night, I was there. I felt how great it was. Yet, digesting that simple fact has now turned into a big frog in my throat.
Pacing back and forth in front of the bed, my brain slowly tries to recollect the night's events.
I sucked off Tornado.
Leather sucked me off.
I ate her, and Tornado did too.
Gears turning in my head, I’m sure my face is composed of shock and awe. There’s far too much happening for my brain this morning.
“Too early,” Leather grumbles, throwing Tornado’s arm over her eyes. “Shut off your damn brain, Knuckles.” Tornado chuckles and lets her do what she wants, cuddling further into his arm. I open my mouth to address what happened last night.
It’s been a long time coming, and it happened.
My stomach feels hollow, clouds looming over me for the day. I would have preferred us to be in candle light, but I know she’s against that.
From what I gathered, Leather suffered some shit at the hands of someone who was supposed to protect her. I mean, who hasn’t endured some trauma? Except, hers was clearly an abuse of power dynamics, and he used her soft side to do it. Unfortunately for the rest of us, that means we get the cold exterior and killer glares when anyone mentions anything about love or relationships. She doesn’t say anything against it, but it’s clear from her dynamic that she’s not happy with sappiness.
“We should-” Pounding on the door cuts me off, the hollers of the guys on the other side.
“Let ‘em in,” she mutters, throwing the blanket over her partially naked body.
“Absolutely not,” Tornado and I both bark in sync. One look at her and the whole damn club will know about our late night debauchery.
“Get in the shower, we’ll let them know you’re running late.” Tornado rolls out of bed while Leather looks irritated.
“Why am I the late one?” She sasses. Sitting up, her sweet tits bounce almost perfectly in unison. Tornado isn’t affected as much as I am, but who the fuck cares?
“Uhm, because you’re always running behind,” he says, though it’s like he’s throwing a question back at her.
“Not on missions, idiot,” she huffs, glancing down at her phone. “Sucker, it’s not even six.”
“Will you guys hurry?” One of the guys calls while still pounding on the door. My brows dip to my nose, curiosity killing me. Glimpsing through the peephole, it’s just the two of them, though they look antsy.
Just as Bear goes to pound on the door again, I rip it open. They hustle inside, not bothering to second glance Leather’s level of nudity.
“Intel is saying that they are…expecting our arrival.” A huff echoes from the bed, and Leather shakes her head.
“I figured as much. I suppose that’s not a bad thing.” She looks pensive for a moment. “Knuckles, your friend is running coast, yeah?”
“Yeah?” I drag, unsurety glazing over me.
“Think we could get through easier that way?” Bear asks, crossing his arms. Tilting my head from side to side, I debate on it. “Would it be better if we just trailed through the backroads? What about taking the ferry or something?”
Pondering for a moment, I say, “Probably not.” He nods, slumping down into the chair. “Honestly, it’s not going to matter which way we go, they know we’re coming. Our best chance is to go full balls to the wall,” I laugh. I grab a shirt from my backpack and pull it on quickly.
“Uhm, excuse me?” Leather pipes up, attitude already penetrating her tone. “I don’t have balls, so what next?” She tries, but fails, to hold in her laugh. When none of us respond, she huffs.
“I’m going to check us out,” Tornado says without acknowledging the conversation. Once he leaves, Leather and I simply glance at one another. Neither of us want to even deal with that right now, so instead, we start gathering our belongings to hit the road.
“We’re going to pack our stuff, why don’t you guys get ready too?” She asks, shooing them away.
“We already packed,” Twelve starts before catching her gaze. It’s hard, one that doesn’t allow for argument. “You know what, we better do a double check.” They exit quickly, leaving just Leather and I alone.
