The Bikers Sin. The Sinful Riders Book One

Meeting

Griff was torn.

Gin was kissing him, and he knew he should pull away, but he had waited so long to have her back in his arms like this. He knew that she must be feeling lost and needed to be in control of something, and he had been the closest thing that she could grab.

The kiss lasted for several glorious minutes, before she abruptly pulled away. Her lips were red and swollen from the kiss, and he could honestly say that he had never been as turned on as he was at that moment.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that." She said as she turned to walk away. "I'll head back to the room now."

"I'm not sorry Gin. And if you need to do it again, you know where to find me." He watched as she practically ran back to his room, no doubt to hide from what she had done. He chuckled, she was so cute.

"Griff. If you are done staring onto space we need you back in here."

"Right." He walked back into the room and took his seat.

"Okay, so we have the go ahead to kill those fuckers. Anyone wanna crack at them?" Prez asked, then smiled as all of us raised our hands. "Looks like they are gonna be having a lot of visitors. We need to make them hurt and make them talk. What Gin said makes sense. There will more then likely be others out there that need help. And I want to get them to talk before we kill them."

"Why should we bother?" Snake said. "I mean this whole thing was Gins fault in the first fucking place. So why the fuck are we doing this for her at all? And if there are others that he had taken, so the fuck what? They have no connection to us, so why should we give a flying fuck about them?"

Griff looked at him, his fury at what he had just said almost a palpable thing in the room. But it was Corpse, who was next to him that acted first.

He shot to his feet, growling before he slammed Snakes face into the table until blood covered the table top. "Wanna say that again?"

"Oh shit!" he heard several of his brothers mutter, but no one made to help Snake.

"Tell us again how people being raped and tortured ain't our fucking problem!" Corpse was in a full on rage. Not surprising give all that Griff knew about the man, which wasn't much. But the little that he did know had made him sick and angry at the same time.

"Corpse, buddy, clam down." Boom said from where he sat next to them, not seeming to care that he was getting covered in blood. "Don't wanna kill our dumb ass brother."

Griff didn't agree. He very much wanted to kill him. "We are doing this because even though I fucked it up, Gin is still my girl. She will always be my girl, even if she is never with me again. We are doing this because those fuckers planned to rape her in every way that they could think of. We are doing this because if there are others out there, they need someone to save them! We are fucking doing this because if they are suffering like that and we did nothing to help them, what kind of fucked up shit heads does that make us!" By the end he was yelling and red faced with fury.

He wanted to run over to him and fuck him up for even suggesting that they do nothing.

"Corpse, take Snake back to his room. Snake don't even think about coming out. If I wasn't your fucking Prez, I'd fucking have you down there with them for even suggesting something like that. And don't expect May to fucking fix you up, you don't deserve it." Prez snarled at him. "Corpse, take a few before coming back, yeah?"

He didn't say anything but pulled Snake up by his hair and dragged him away. He wouldn't be surprised if he didn't punch him a few more times on the way.

"He gonna be okay?" Prez asked Boom after he had left.

Boom sighed, "Probably not, given his past. So if I were all of y'all I wouldn't keep the club girls for long. He's gonna wanna fuck the memories away."