The Bikers Sin. The Sinful Riders Book One

He'll always come for her

Gin heard Griff telling her that he was pulling up now and that Prez, Burn, Priest and Reaper's bikes were all out front so they were on their way to get her.

She felt relief flood through her, but then she froze a second later.

She must have made some sort of sound as she heard one of the men in her living room say "What was that?" before their footsteps started coming closer. She whimpered, unable to keep the sound in.

They were going to find her. She knew that. But the question was, was help going to get here before they did anything to her?

Knowing that she might not make it out, drove her to speak. "Griff." she said in a low deceptively calm voice. "There are at least two men in here. I'm in the bathroom, I think I made a sound they are coming this way. Please, please help me!" tears was falling down her face, and her voice broke.

There was silence for a second before he spoke. "I will always come for you, Gin. No matter how you feel about me I will always come when you call." Then the line went dead, right before the door was thrown open.

And the two men came into view, their stern faces turning into ones of sick pleasure. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A pretty little toy to play with." A shiver of fear went down her spine.

"D...don't c...come any c...closer!" she tried to sound tuff, but the stuttering due to fear negated that.

The men laughed as they lunged at her, dragging her out into the living room. She tried to struggle, to get away even a little, but it was pointless. She was too scared and they were both too big. Throwing her onto the couch, one of them took out a knife, and with a sinister smile started cutting her clothes as the other held her down.

Her screams and sobs were doing nothing but making them enjoy themselves even more. And the fact that they were working in perfect synchronization meant that they must have done this all before. A thought that chilled her to her core.

She was so scared. In the back of her mind she knew that help was on it's way, but how much damage would be done before it did? How much time did she have with these two sick individuals before someone would save her?

And she did need saving. She wasn't some kick ass woman who could takedown men twice her size. She was a small woman who could barely open a jar of peanut butter at times. She wasn't capable of saving herself in this situation, and that scared her even more then she was already.

"Damn, hurry up. I wanna see her!" the one holding her down laughed. Her stomach rolled as his rancid breath hit her nose. She had no idea what he had eaten but it was vile, and she really wanted to puke.

The man with the knife had just gotten to the top of her leg when her front door was kicked open. Revealing Reaper, with the others right behind him. It took less then one second for the man to realize what was happening to her, and then he was on the guy with the knife. Punching him in the face so hard even she could hear the bone breaking from where she was still being held down.

She had lost track of the knife but Reaper didn't seem to care about where it was, he just kept of hitting the guy.

As for the other one holding her, she felt him being ripped away from her and heard grunting as fists pounded flesh behind her. She didn't want to see any more, it was bad enough hearing it all. So she squeezed her eyes close and tried to cover her ears.

She didn't want to hear this. All she wanted was for it to go away.

Griff was in a panic.

After hearing Gin beg him to help her, he just ran. He was still hurting from being hit by the car, but right at this moment, he really didn't give a shit. He needed to get to Gin, and if he went too hard on his body and damaged the healing fractures then so be it.

She was more important then his body.

He burst through her broken door and saw Reaper laying into one guy as Prez held him up. And Priest and Burn taking turns with another across the room.

Then he saw her.

Huddled on the couch with her eyes firmly shut and her hands over her ears. She was shaking so badly that he could see it from where he was across the room. Wasting no time he went straight over to her, ignoring the others for the time being. When he went to touch her however she started screaming and flailing her arms around.

She was so scared that she didn't want anyone to touch her.

"Gin? Gin, it's me Griff! You're safe now. We are all here. Me, Prez, Priest, Burn and Reaper. Your safe." he kept repeating those words, hoping that it would get through. It had to get through, seeing her like this was killing him, even more so then the way she looked after she had found out about him fucking Mags.

Slowly, she calmed down enough to look at him. And what he saw made him want to rage. She was terrified, the look in her eyes crushing him with the amount of fear she had. "G...Griff?" she said, her voice breaking from all the screaming.

Not wanting to set her off again he just nodded his head, and the next second she had flung herself into his arms and started sobbing.

He knew that if it had been any other time she wouldn't have done that, so didn't read too much into it. But he would be lying if he said that it didn't make him fell happy having her back in his arms again after so long. He knew it wouldn't last, but he was grateful that he could be there when she needed someone.

"Oh my!" came from the doorway. "What on earth?" he turned and saw a small old lady in a house coat and slippers peering through the doorway. "Should I call the police?" she asked.

It was Prez who walked over to her, "No ma'am, that wont be necessary. We will take care of this."

She looked at Prez's cut and said, "Sinful riders?" he watched as Prez nodded. "I've heard of you." She looked into the apartment again. "What was going on here then?"

"They were about to assault her ma'am."

She looked shocked and something he could only describe as fear passed over her face. Nodding she said, "Make sure they suffer for that then. Nothing I hate more then men who think they can violate someone."

"Yes, ma'am we will. Is there anything..."

He stopped listening at that point. He didn't need to hear his Prez assure the woman that all was going to be taken care of.

Distantly he heard Burn on the phone. Begging someone to pick up. He looked over at him. "Come on, pick up!" he had never heard his friend like this in all the years he had known him. "Beth! Thank fuck. Look you need to get back to your apartment, now!" she must have started chewing him out as the next thing he did was snap at her." Gin has been fucking attacked, so you need to get your arse here right now, pack a bag for each of you and get over to the clubhouse! No fucking arguing! Please?"

Burn was begging her to get here fast.

Wow! That was unexpected, he had never shown that kind of desperation before.

Gin had somewhat calmed down at this point, so he turned his full attention to her. "Gin, I know that I am probably the last person you want holding you right now, but I am also the only one with a carat the moment. I want to get you out of here and back to the clubhouse, okay?" he waited for her to respond, but when she didn't he continued. "I want to get you somewhere safe till we figure this out. But first your gonna have to change clothes, okay?"

He desperately wanted to call her baby, but knew that wasn't right.

He may still see her as his, but he was all too aware that he had hurt her too much for him to be allowed to call her that. He had a long way to go to earn her forgiveness, but he knew that that was all that he wanted to do. After protecting her of course.

And he would, even if it meant that she didn't take him back. As long as he earned her forgiveness then he would deal.

But first he had to make sure that she was safe.

Then he would get these two fucks to answer a few questions. One way or the other, they were gonna sing like a canary.