Fighting for A Chance
Fighting For A Chance
Knights of Sin MC
By Erin Trejo
Copyright 2017@erintrejo
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 1
Dax
I lie down, closing my eyes. I want to try and get a few hours of sleep before the party tonight. Victory parties are always all fucking nighter’s, and I know tonight isn’t going to be any different.
There will be a packed yard once the guys and the girls get shit lined up. At least I can kick back with my guitar for a little while.
Like every other Friday night, I fought. It’s what I do. I’m an underground fighter, but I fight just the same. I had my chance many years ago to make it to the MMA. I fucking blew that chance. I was a dick back then, just as I am now. I didn’t want to see an opportunity sitting in front of me. Instead, I wanted the opposite. I wanted to be on the wrong side of the law. It appealed to me.
I don’t care about feelings. I don’t care about much anymore. My life consists of one lie after another.
My dad was the biggest liar of them all. He cheated on my mom almost the whole time they were married. I suppose I picked up on that over the years. I turned into what they call a “man-whore”. I fuck… and walk away. It’s what I’ve always done. I guess being a part of this club is helpful in that aspect. I can get all the club whores I want, and never have to settle for anything else.
My door cracks open... I pop my eye open and see Holly. Just the club whore I was thinking about.
“Heard you won,” she purrs. I give her a nod before she walks all the way in, closing the door behind her.
“Don’t I always?” I say smugly. She grins as she pulls her shirt over her head. Her huge tits fall free, her nipples hard, and ready to be sucked. This is why I love not having a girlfriend. I can get what I want, when I want it.
“Are you gonna stand there or you gonna come ride this cowboy?” I ask her. Holly licks her lips. She pulls her skirt down her thighs, revealing the little strip of hair between her legs. I groan when I see it.
Holly stops at the side table, grabbing a condom that she knows all too well are in there. She brings it to her mouth, tearing it open with her teeth.
I watch her intently while she climbs up the end of the bed, crawling toward me.
She grabs my shorts that are already tenting with my hardened dick beneath them. She slides them down as I lift my hips to give her a little assistance.
“Damn, Dax. That bruise is bad,” she says. Her face scrunches up as she looks at my side.
Glancing down, I look at the ugly, purple mark, that I didn’t realize was there.
“It’s not that bad. Saddle up, sweetheart.” Her smile comes back across her face. She slides the condom down my length before straddling me.
“Are you playing tonight?” she asks. Her hips slide down as I let out a hiss. She isn’t the best fuck I’ve ever had, but she isn’t the worst either.
“Damn right I am. You gonna shake that ass for me?” I grip her hips while she rides me.
The moans and groans that fall from her lips turn me on. Then again, there isn’t much about a woman that doesn’t turn me on these days.
Women are a beautiful species. They have curves that go on for days and God help me, my dick loves those curves.
Chapter 2
Laura
My feet are killing me after pulling another double shift. Not that I don’t like my job, but this hospital needs to get a grip on reality.
Some of us do have a life outside of work. I wouldn’t know about that… but some people do.
“There is a party tonight at the clubhouse. You’re coming.” Aubrie throws her arms around my shoulders as we make our way back to the nurse’s station.
“Mija, did you forget that I just worked a double shift? There is no way in hell that I’m partying tonight,” I tell her. I set my clipboards on the desk before dropping down into the rolling chair.
“I heard party. What are we talking about?” Cheryl, one of the other nurse’s chimes in.
“See, take Cheryl.” With a smile, I wiggle my eyebrows at her. I love Aubrie to death, but there is no way I’m going to that party.
“Cheryl can come too, but so are you. You’re not bailing on me this time. There’s free food, liquor, and sexy bikers,” Aubrie says. I chew my lip for a second before I laugh and say, “Bitch, you had me at food.” I grin as Aubrie laughs.
“Be here at nine. Dax won his fight so we’re celebrating. Live band and all,” she says, winking at me b
efore she passes me a piece of paper with an address scribbled on it.
“Are you going too?” Glancing over at Cheryl, she shakes her head.
“Hell no! I’m going to bed. I don’t have the energy to party tonight.” She’s such a whiny bitch. I wonder why I’m even friends with her.
Lying my head back on the chair, I close my eyes and almost fall asleep until I hear his voice. Dr. McSexy himself.
“Laura, it’s past your quitting time,” he says with that panty wetting voice. I pry my eyes open to see his sexy panty melting smile, directed at me.
“I know. I was on my way out. Aren’t you off now, too?” He nods his head, stuffing his pen into his pocket.
“Let me clock out and I’ll walk you out,” he says. He turns on his expensive heel, walking toward the lounge. I take the chance to get a nice view of his ass on his way out. I didn’t realize just how far I was leaning... until I fall off the chair.
Thudding to the floor, I yelp.
“Puta Madre!” I grumble. Dragging my ass off the floor, Cheryl laughs hysterically.
“Glad I can amuse you.” Rolling my eyes, I wipe at my pants.
“Dr. McSexy?” she asks. Giggling, I nod my head.
“Would I fall on my ass for any other?” About that time, he comes back toward us.
“You fell on your ass, huh? Should I examine that for you, Miss Gonzalez?” Jesus Christ, way to soak my panties. Dr. McSexy is turning into Dr. McDirtyMouth, and I think I fucking like it.
“No, no. I’m good for now,” I say. I give him a wink before wrapping my arm through his.
We walk toward the elevator with the rest of the nurses watching us with their mouths open.
Eat that, jealous bitches.
Chapter 3
Dax
So much for my fucking nap. I think I’ve fucked Holly seven ways to Sunday. She isn’t that great, but she’s the lesser of the used-up whores around here.
After I jumped in the shower and got dressed, I thought about just blowing off the whole party and going to bed, but I know the guys wouldn’t let that happen.
I drag my half-dead ass out into the main room where everyone is running around like little roaches, trying to get shit ready. They put too much effort into me. I’m not worth all this, but I sure as hell won’t turn down a party either.
“How nice of you to join us.” Bomber smiles as I walk out. The room goes up in cheers and roars of congratulations like any other Friday I kick ass.
“I know. I’m always a pleasure,” I say with a smirk. Grabbing a beer off the counter, I pop the top and take a long pull as I look around. Damn, I love these guys.
“Your jaw ok?” Kane asks as he rests his elbow on the bar next to me. I work my jaw a little to see how it’s feeling.
“Not too bad. That fucker had a nice right hook,” I admit. Kane nods. The fight was an early one. We don’t usually fight during the day but the asshole that I was fighting had a major run to be on tonight, so we moved the time up.
I wonder how stupid he looks right now, riding out with his swollen eye and bruised up face. It’s all part of the game though. It’s the risk we take.
“He did, but fuck if you didn’t give shit back. That was truly one of your best fights, Dax,” Kane says. I grunt my agreement before taking another drink.
“Stone’s comin’ down tonight?” I ask. Kane nods his head, taking a drink from his own beer.
“Fuck yeah! Ray was fuckin’ stoked that you took on Miller. He had money ridin’ on that shit. He’s bringin’ a variety of pussy too,” Kane says as he wiggles his eyebrows.
“Like Baskin Robbins, thirty-one flavors. I plan on dippin’ in each one,” I chuckle. Kane slaps his hand across my chest before laughing and walking away. He can laugh all he wants. He knows I never leave these parties with only one girl on my arm. Hell, that would be a waste of my awesome dick.
“Hey, Dax. Congratulations on the win. I wish I didn’t have to work.” Aubrie grins up at me before throwing her arm around my waist. I’m a little jealous of Micah for snatching up such a sexy little thing. Aubrie’s a good girl though. She’s good for him.
“Thanks, babe. You know, if you were mine, you wouldn’t be workin’ anything but my dick,” I tell her. Aubrie laughs, but I just squeeze her into my side a little more.
“I think you work your dick enough. Besides, I love my job, and I even got one of my girls to come out tonight,” Aubrie says. Oh, hot damn! One of Aubrie’s friends.
“Is she hot? Does she have a nice ass?” I ask her. Aubrie glares up at me shaking her head.
“You are insatiable, aren’t you?” she asks. With a giant shit eating grin, I nod.
“Dax Miller, I don’t know what any woman is going to do with you.” Aubrie pulls away as I laugh.
“She’ll fuck me, that’s what.”
Chapter 4
Laura
I yawn as I climb the four front steps to my house. I stop on the last one, pulling my shoes off.
“That is fucking relief.” Shit, just having those shoes off my feet is like orgasmic bliss.
I shove my key in and unlock the door. The house is dark, which hopefully means Hector isn’t here. I don’t think I can handle his shit tonight.
“Where the hell have you been?” His deep voice vibrates through the room, shaking me to my core. So much for that idea.
“I had to work a double. Some of us like to make our money legally. You know, without all the blood attached to it,” I smart off. I toss my shoes in the closet, but before I can even get the door closed all the way, Hector is on me.
He presses my body into the wall, his hard body, holding me in place. His hands wrap around my upper arms, squeezing until I know there will be bruises.
“You don’t complain about my job when I pay your bills, do you mija? Or when I get your pretty little nails done.” The tone of his voice sends quivers through my body. I know that voice. It’s the “I’m high as hell and don’t give a shit about you” voice. I’ve never been one to back down from anyone and Hector knows it. Lately, though, I’ve been scared shitless of him.
“You’re right,” I say in defeat. His hands clench around my arms tighter before his lips come down on my neck. I have to fight the urge to keep my lunch down.
“You smell sexy as hell, Laura,” he whispers against me. I close my eyes, keeping them that way so I don’t have to look at him if he turns me around. I don’t want to see him. I don’t want him touching me at all.
His tongue runs a line from my shoulder up to my ear, and all I can think about is where I can stay tonight.
“Why don’t you take a shower. Some of the guys are coming over tonight, but I want to eat that sweet pussy of yours before they get here.” I almost sigh in relief. Hopefully I can get out the back door before he notices I’m gone.
“Ok.” I open my eyes quickly before he steps back, letting me walk away. Any other day I might have fought him but I am just too damn tired for that today.
I hurry down the hallway and into my room, thanking God that I have the in-suite bathroom. That’s two doors he’d have to get through to get in after I lock them both.
I send a quick text to Aubrie, letting her know that I will more than likely see her earlier than expected.
The faster I can get out of here, the less I have to deal with Hector and his hoard of losers.
Chapter 5
Dax
I groan as I watch the amount of free pussy that’s walking around the backyard of the clubhouse right now.
Reaching down, I adjust my dick.
“Brought some new girls for you tonight. Good job on winnin’ me that extra five grand,” Ray says. He walks up, slapping a hand on my shoulder.
“You spend it all on pussy?” I ask. Glaring over at him, he laughs.
“Fuck no. That shit comes in willingly. You know that.” Nodding my head, I do agree there. I have never seen a woman turn down a party full of rowdy, horny bikers before.
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sp; “How’s shit your way now that Basket has taken over?”
“Been good. That son of a bitch is crazier than anything I’ve ever seen, but it’s a good thing. He keeps shit in line. I think we’re finally gettin’ to where he trusts us a little more than before,” Ray says. That is a good thing. I know Bullet took a lot of hell from him to get him in line with the other crews.
“Everything seems to be runnin’ smooth. It’s a win fuckin’ win for all of us,” I add. Ray nods as he scans the crowd, much like I’m doing right now.
“How’s Bullet’s woman handlin’ shit?” he asks. I lift my shoulder in a half shrug.
“She’s handlin’. She’s a tough little shit. Bullet’s got his hands full with that one. She seems to be doin’ alright though,” I tell him. Ray nods. We all worried about Trinity after shit went down with her dad. She was such a lost little soul, but Bullet brings out the best in her.
“Good to know. Know who you’re up against next fight?” he asks. I scrub my hand over my face before I yawn and say, “Nope. Don’t usually get in on that shit till I show the fuck up at the cage.” Goddamn, when did so many people get here? I keep scanning the crowd and it seems to grow bigger by the second.
My eyes fall on a piece of ass that looks good enough to bite down into and eat. Holy shit! Now that’s an ass I wouldn’t mind sliding into.
This chick is not short either. She’s a good height, with curves for days. She isn’t model thin either like most of these bitches around here are.
“She one of yours?” I ask, nudging Ray with my elbow as he follows my gaze.
“Goddamn! No, but I wish she was.” We both chuckle before I adjust my dick.
“Wonder where the hell she came from?” Ray speaks, but I already know one thing.
“I don’t know where she came from, but I know who’s gonna be cummin’ in her.”
Chapter 6
Laura
“Are you ok? You seem off.” Aubrie pulls me into her side. I don’t know what I’d do without this girl.
“Hector was having his losers come over. He was there when I got home. I really don’t have the urge to go back there tonight,” I admit to her. Aubrie holds me tighter, knowing all about Hector.