The Snake Bites MC

Chapter Seven - Snake

It was evident to everyone that the officers and crew leaders needed to know what Spirit could do if at some stage we'd be working with her to bring down the men from Mac's unit and so we began using all of the upcoming missions to add her in and allow her to shine.....or fail.

A few days later the first mission came into focus. We were able to watch it, streaming live as Keys had been working hard to bring us in to the 21st century. Everyone had a camera and microphone that they wore now and so we could follow from the club house.

The other officers were gathered around the large screen in the common room. Keys had rigged everything so that each of the team's cameras appeared in a small box at the bottom and we could switch views.

Grizzler, Coyote and Beaver were the members of the crew tonight.

They pulled up at a distance from the target. We were slapping down an upstart drug dealer who thought he could encroach on our territory, by walking into his property and stealing his product from him.

The team huddled outside the walled house and waited. Spirit was checking out the top of the wall.

"Remember the mission parameters," Grizzler rumbled, "cause minimal fucking damage to property and life. Let them know we can come and go without seriously fucking hurting anyone. Killing anyone," he looked directly at Spirit, "is an absolute last resort. Ideas for entry."

"If I can stand on your shoulders I can cut out some barbed wire and then you can throw me up high enough for me climb over the wall and let you in through the front gate," Spirit suggested. She was eager to get going we could see but she was disciplined enough to await Grizzler's decision.

"Worth a shot."

He braced against the wall with his knees slightly bent and she climbed up him like he was tree. She stood on his shoulders and was just tall enough to clip away a good section of wire at the top. She scrambled back down and shrugged on a small black backpack.

This time Grizzler cupped his hands and she raised her foot. He launched her upwards and she grabbed the top of the wall and scrambled over.

She hit the ground with a soft thud and then crouched into the shadows. She waited to see if her entry raised any alarms, it hadn't. She crept towards the gate and there was only one guard on duty. She slipped a pouch from her backpack and slid out a syringe. With it in one hand she moved closer to the guard. She stood behind his back and then plunged the needle into his neck. He crumpled at her feet and she moved quickly to the small door in the larger gate.

"Spirit, sit rep," Grizzler requested over the comms Keys had put together.

"30 seconds, stand by."

Spirit attached a small device to the key code pad beside the door and pressed some buttons.

"When did you buy all that gear, Keys?" Duke asked and Keys frowned at him.

"Oh, no, I didn't kit her out. Spirit came fully stocked."

The beeping of the device as it deciphered the code sounded so loud in the quiet.

"Note to self," Spirit whispered, "kill the fucking beeps."

While it was working she ran what looked like a laser pen around the door. At two spots it glowed and when she moved closer we could see alarm contacts. She pulled out two small pieces of plastic from her many pockets and slid them into each contact, fooling the alarm.

The lock released with a soft click and she swung the door open and waved the guys inside.

"Coyote, you're with me. Beaver scope out the back and give us an alternative route out if needed. Spirit you're eyes and ears here in front."

"Sir, yes sir," she whispered, snapping him a sloppy salute.

He growled and moved away towards the building with Coyote.

Beaver disappeared out of Spirit's line of vision but we had views of all the action from their cameras. We concentrated on the guys inside the house until the rumbling of bikes outside the gate caught everyone's attention.

The gates swung open on their own and the three riders that entered didn't seem to notice that there was no guard. They stowed their bikes over in the far corner from Spirit.

"Front courtyard compromised, stand by."

She moved through the shadows of bushes and trees until she had the three guys in her sights. Something flashed in her hands and then each of the riders grabbed their legs and stumbled, hitting the dirt. As Spirit pelted forward she pulled out the black leather pouch and slipped out three more syringes. One, two, three, necks pierced. One, two, three sleeping riders.

I pressed the button that let me communicate with them.

"Spirit, what the hell is that stuff?"

"Amytal. Fast working sedative. Some of us can't just get everyone in a sleeper head lock, we have to improvise and I'm not allowed kill them so....."

She answered me while she was bending down to one of the now comatose riders. She pulled a small knife out of his thigh.

"Jesus, I feel like a proud father," Switchblade grumbled from his dark corner of the common room. She was impressing him and that was a good sign.

"Front courtyard access restored," she informed Grizzler.

"Nice timing, we're on our way out."

"Good job guys, now bring it home."

Keys disconnected the feeds and I turned to the other officers.

"So, think she might be useful?" I asked with a slight grin.

"Give us a few different scenarios so we see all she can do, but it's a promising start," Grinder allowed

"If she can handle herself and no-one feels they have to protect her more than other members of the crew, I see no reason it couldn't work," Hydrogen, team lead of Demolition and Boom gave a rare opinion.

Chapter Eight - Hammer

The whooping and hollering of the guys as they rode back through the gates with Spirit in their wake brought the crowd out of the club house into the front yard.

Grizzler parked his bike right beside hers, hemming her in so she stood up on the foot rests and jumped onto his back. He spun around laughing and then grabbed the back of her jacket and swung her around, holding her inches off the ground.

They exchanged a look and just kept on laughing.

"This brings back memories," he growled and let her down gently.

Coyote came passed her and smacked her ass cheek and quick as a flash she punched him in the soft area of his back just above his kidney. He bent sideways.

"Fuck, that hurt," he shouted and turned back to her but his tone held no heat just amusement.

"So did that," she argued pointing to her ass and then flashed him a smile.

Beaver lifted his arm as if he was going to drape it around her shoulders but at the last minute went for a head lock. He walked her forward several steps with her body bent at the waist but then he paused, and I saw the knife blade lying harmlessly against his cheek.

Slowly he released her and then walked backwards away from her. He made a circle in the air with his finger, pointing at his own face.

"This, is way too pretty to play with knives."

As the crew entered the club house Spirit went back to her bike and began stripping off her leathers.

"You okay?" I asked and she looked up, tears stood in her eyes.

I slid over the seat of Grizzler's bike so I could stand next to her. I wrapped her in a hug and she laughed.

"I'm fine. I'd just forgotten how good it was to be part of a team for this kind of job. I've worked alone for a while now."

I kept my arm around her as we walked inside and Duke and Snake joined us. We took the spare couches in the Wolf's Paws area and watched the revery unfold around us.

"So how'd I do?" she asked.

"Not bad," Duke joked.

"You impressed Switchblade with your knife throwing skills and Keys wants to talk security systems with you. You followed the team leaders instructions and carried your weight on the team. We need a variety of scenarios to convince everyone but it was a really good start," Snake answered.

Grizzler ambled over a bottle hanging loose between his fingers but he wasn't as relaxed as he was pretending.

"May I?" he addressed the three of us.

"Ladies choice, man," I replied.

"Come, I want to give you something.....and before anyone starts, get your minds out of the sewers," he said, holding out his hand to Spirit.

She stood, took his hand and then threw a bemused look over her shoulder back to us.

Curiosity got the better of me and I followed.

He led her out of the common room and towards one of the small storage sheds out back. He snapped on the light and pulled a box off one of the shelves, rummaging inside. When he stepped back out a small group had gathered.

He handed her a large knife in a scabbard. In the leather letters stood out in gold. Wolf.

"This belonged to your daddy. Beaver told me how you took out those riders and so I think he'd want you to have it."

She stared down at it in her hands and then hugged it into her chest. She went up on her toes and placed a kiss on Grizzler's cheek.

"Thank you, that means a lot."

And there he was, fucking blushing again.

It was the early hours of the morning when Spirit finally reluctantly agreed to end the night. She wasn't drunk but she'd had a few and she wasn't ready to sleep, or so she said. The arousal I'd had for most of the night watching her dancing with some of the sluts and old ladies was now beyond bearable and I could see that Duke and Snake were in the same condition. Once we'd received Mac's permission to love his wife our bodies seemed to have decided that she was our muse and there was no suppressing it any longer.

As we led her to her apartment she talked incessantly.

We tried to say goodnight at the door as had become our habit more recently, once she felt she could sleep alone.

She grabbed mine and Snake's hands and pulled us inside and of course Duke followed.

"Stay until I fall asleep.....please."

She changed into her pyjamas and we stayed fully clothed. We were still giving her space around anything sexual and tonight had been a real test of our self-control.

"I'm just too keyed up," she finally huffed after trying to sleep for all of about five minutes.

Snake knelt on the bed beside her.

"Do you trust us?" he asked and she nodded.

"We can help you relax so just lie back and let us take care of you," he crooned and so she did.

Duke moved to the end of the bed and crawled up towards her while I took the other side, opposite Snake.

Snake bent his head and kissed her and I slipped a hand under the edge of the pyjama jacket and explored. Duke stroked her legs over her pyjamas but then began to pull them slowly down her legs and off.

I opened the buttons on her pyjama jacket and folded back each side onto the bed. Her breasts were gorgeous, her nipples peaked.

Duke kissed his way up her inner thigh and she spread them wider. As he reached his target he tapped Snake on the arm to break the kiss.

She looked down at Duke.

"I'm going to eat your pussy and make you scream when you come, ok?" he asked.

"Eh....mm.....ok," she agreed and he dove right in lapping the full length of her lips.

"Oh Duke....oh."

Snake moved from her mouth and caught one of her nipples between his teeth giving it a slight tug but then soothing it with his tongue. From my line of sight I couldn't see exactly what Duke was doing to her but it was making her pant and moan.

I captured her mouth in a slow lazy kiss and she ran her fingers over my now shaved head.

Snake slipped his hand under her neck and pulled her torso off the bed so he could get rid of the pyjama top. He moved in behind her and laid her back against his chest.

"Look at Duke while he makes you come," he whispered into her ear and Duke's gaze lifted without any of his effort falling off. His movements suggested that he'd just slipped a finger inside her and her gasped 'oh' confirmed it. He pumped in and out of her as he sucked on her clit.

Snake slid his hand around her throat and squeezed a little.

Her body went rigid and we all froze. The feel of the squeeze must have triggered a memory of that night with the rope squeezing her neck.

Shit.

I'd dealt with enough ex-military club members to know a flashback when I saw one.

Her eyes glazed over and she stared into the middle distance. Her body began to tremble.

"Spirit, you're having a flashback honey. You're here in the motorcycle club with us and your safe. Listen to the sound of my voice and the feel of Snake's chest behind your back and breathe. It's just a flashback. No-one can hurt you."

She blinked several times, her body relaxed, her breathing began to even out and then she erupted in anger.

She tore out of our grasps and launched herself off the bed.

"Those fucking motherfucking bastards! I put fucking bullets in all their brains and they're still fucking up my life."

She picked up a small bottle of perfume and flung it at the wall where it smashed, the liquid dripping down the wall paper and the scent of flowers or some shit filling the room.

Duke was closest to her and so he slid off the bottom of the bed and tried to approach her.

"Don't you dare tell me to calm down or any shit like that," she roared, jabbing a finger in his direction. "I have every right to be fucking furious that they've turned my life into a clusterfuck."

"You're right. And I'm all for you venting that anger but maybe you'll regret wrecking your own things after wards."

"Here," I added, standing in beside Duke and pointing to my chest. "Pound on something that won't break quite so easy."

"No... why would I do that? I don't want to hurt you, Hammer."

"Honey, give it your best shot, go on......I dare you."

I caught her wrist loosely in mine but with enough grip that she couldn't break free.

"Let me go," she shouted but I shook my head.

"Take a swing, go on, you'll feel better."

Suddenly she did but she aimed high and her fist caught me on the side of my head. Fuck. I kept forgetting that this chick worked out, was strong and was trained.

"Great," I growled, "now try here," I again pointed to my chest and so she lifted her fist side on and hit me.

That was better. I could absorb those blows with little problem.

"That all you got? Where's your spirit, Spirit?"

A spark ignited behind her eyes and I braced. She came at me with both fists and I took it.

I took it for her and for us and for getting her through this so we all might have a life together again.

When the fight finally drained away Snake and Duke caught her and brought her back to the bed.

"You ok, you crazy fucker?" Snake asked.

"If she's ok, I'm ok, you know that."

"Ain't that the truth," my brothers chorused.

Chapter Nine - Duke

The next morning I watched from my spooning position behind Spirit as she pressed a kiss to Hammer's temple. Jesus, he was such a martyr but he had given her what she needed and that was all that mattered.

"Why did you let me hurt you last night?"

He turned to look at her, sweeping a stray hair off her forehead with his finger.

"You were hurting, I wanted to ease that hurt, it seemed like a perfect solution."

"Am I going to be fucked up forever?" She flopped on her back and stared up at the ceiling.

"You're not fucked up now, honey. You're processing a few traumatic events and revelations, shit, give yourself a break," I replied and she turned towards me.

"Can we try again?" she asked and we didn't need a road map to know what she meant.

"Sure, babe, whenever you're ready," I smoothed my hand down her arm.

She reached out and ran the pad of a finger down the side of my face.

"Would now be a good time?"

Her voice dropped into the low register she had that drove me fucking crazy. Now that she was older it was a little gravelly and all sexy.

I moved down the bed and she parted her thighs for me to settle between them.

"So gorgeous."

Hammer turned onto his side facing her and ran a hand down over her breasts and midriff and through her public hair.

I latched onto her clit with my lips and sucked gently. She purred like a cat and lifted her hips to meet me.

I glanced up and saw Hammer bend his head to kiss her mouth long and hard and I slipped a finger inside her. She moaned in to his mouth.

My arousal rubbed against the bed beneath me but I ignored it as best I could.

I added a second finger and began the come hither action I knew would stimulate all the right nerve endings for her.

Hammer moved from her mouth to her breasts and suckled and fondled to beat the band.

The door to the apartment opened but it didn't disturb us.

"Can anyone just join in?" Snake asked and she waved him over.

He took the side not occupied and stroked her hair off her forehead.

"You ok, baby?" he asked and she nodded.

Hammer pinched her nipple as I nipped her clit and she arched upwards.

"Duke please I'm so close."

I took a chance and lubed up my thumb in her juices, sliding it between her ass cheeks. I pushed gently against that forbidden entrance. Her ass cheeks clenched and then she blew out a breath. My thumb slipped inside and she shattered.

Her juices flowed onto my face and fingers and I lapped it up. As she floated back to earth I sucked my fingers and grinned down at her. I crawled up her body and took her mouth with mine. She was still a little breathless so I kissed all around her face and then came back for more.

"Thank you," she said, turning to each of us in turn.

She pushed a little on my chest and I sat back on my haunches. She came to her knees on the bed between us.

"Maybe I can return the favour?"

"You don't have to..."

"I want to."

She reached for the waist band of my pyjamas and boxer briefs and I sucked in a breath as I sprang forth fully erect. Then she turned to Hammer who stayed lying down but lifted his hips so she could release him too. She gave a low chuckle when she turned to Snake who had just shimmied out of his jeans and underwear and now lay on his back in only a t-shirt with his arms up under his head.

We shifted around for a few seconds getting into the positions that would allow her to give Hammer and Snake hand jobs and then her gaze met mine and I tapped her bottom lip with the head. She flicked out her tongue and ran it around my tip and then sucked me in. Not wanting to thrust too deep I wrapped a hand around the base and she bobbed up and down the length of my shaft.

I'd read somewhere that women's brains were wired differently to men's and that was why they could multi-task. I'd no idea if that was true but this gorgeous woman seemed well able for three tasks at once.

I could see a question in her expression and so I backed off.

"Take control," she whispered and it was all the invitation I needed.

I gathered up her hair in both hands and used it to move her head up and down my length. Her tongue swirled deliciously, her lips tight around me.

The tip bumped against the back of her throat and she gagged. I gave her space to recover and then pressed her head right into my groin, keeping eye contact all the while, checking she was ok. She pulled back and I let her go.

"I want to taste all of you."

She moved around and offered me her hand which I used to continue stimulating myself and Snake was using her other hand beneath his in the same way. She bent towards Hammer's crotch and he held himself steady. One handed he palmed the back of her head and pushed her down, she gagged and he released her.

"Jesus, that's so good," he growled and did it again. Then he let her free and she sucked up and down never fully releasing him. His hips thrust and I knew he was close but she straightened and began to move around again.

Watching her suck my brothers off probably should have been weird but it wasn't. And maybe she should have felt used by us but I knew she didn't from the delighted gleam in her eyes each time she made us moan, or buck.