PROLOGUE
Three Weeks Ago…
I pulled up to Ravenous and wondered how the hell Chastity had found the guts to get involved with the Hellbound Lovers. They were a hefty bunch of men, all brawn and muscle. Having had to do extensive research on them, I actually found them to be a group of really fascinating, and powerful men. Men I definitely wouldn’t mind having at my back.
I sat there for a moment and assessed the infamous club Ravenous. The prestige club only let members in, and hosted hundreds of MCs that were in trouble or just needed neutral ground to relax in. It was notorious in the biker community for its sexual allure, and if you wanted in you’d need to agree to be put through a vigorous background check. Any sins you’ve committed, the Hellbound Lovers knew about them and they’d use them against you if need be. Helluva way to have leverage if you ask me.
The club always lured me, but I never had the guts to take a ride up to visit it. Tonight, was definitely going to be an experience. Loud music poured out from inside what looked to outsiders as an abandoned warehouse. Drunk bikers came out of a small door on the side, you could barely make it out along the dark brick wall. They swayed and laughed as they stepped out into the cool night air. I gingerly got off my bike and removed my helmet. As my brunette locks fell across my back I got the perpetual cat calls from a group of men across the street. I shook my head and made my way into Ravenous.
The man at the door was huge, at least six two or taller, and he had these powerful arms that would intimidate any man. And here I was, all five-foot-four curves of me, meeting his glare head on and eyeing him up and down.
“Name?”
“Gabriela Cristiano. Wolf Stone is expecting me.”
He curved up an eyebrow and let his eyes slowly roam down my body. I placed my hand on my hip and let the LAPD badge shine as his gaze dropped from my breasts to the shiny gold shield.
“Right this way.” Immediately he led me through the door and into the raunchiest scenario I’d ever experienced. The nude girls up on the stage were nothing new, it was the scenes below the stage, hidden in so many dark corners, where men were openly being satisfied orally and physically in every aspect you could think of, that’s what had my jaw dropping.
“This way,” the large man smirked at me as he signaled for me to follow him. Being a private establishment, I couldn’t do anything to stop them and they damn well knew it.
I was so busy ogling the scenes before me that I wasn’t watching where I was going. I gaped, my mouth opened in shock, as I spotted two women near the corner of the bar, on their knees, satisfying one helluva green eyed god. I stumbled over my feet, and suddenly I was flying over a chair. A set of powerful hands wrapped themselves around my waist and held me tightly in a strong embrace. I went to get up off the man’s lap, but he just shifted me around. I was about to tell him to keep his hands to myself when I met his dark gaze.
“Careful sweetheart,” he smiled up at me and the sound of his deep rumble nearly had me cumming for him right on the spot. Unexpectedly, my pussy throbbed wondering what it would be like to be taken back to one of those shadowed corners by this specific man, the music pounding around us, hiding my screams of ecstasy and grunts of dirty words being uttered out of his plush lips.
My lips parted and I felt heat rush up my cheeks. “Hi.”
His eyes traced my eyebrows, my cheekbones and as they landed on my lips I couldn’t help but lick them. I heard a deep rumble emanate from his chest and I shivered.
“Hi,” he whispered huskily.
“Hey D, man! Let her go! She’s here to see Wolf!”
His eyes kept lingering on my lips as his hold tightened on my hips. “You here to see the Prez?”
“Mmhmm,” I breathed, loving his hands on me.
“You needing help, Sweetheart?”
His eyes met mine in a fiercely heated look and I nodded. “You could say that.”
He growled and his hands squeezed my waist making me moan for him. He was like a powerful magnet, and I felt myself being pulled down towards his mouth. Just as our lips were about to touch I was roughly being hauled off his lap by the big brute.
“Let’s go lady, I ain’t got all night.”
The man got up and glared at the bouncer. “Take your hands off her Poe. Now,” he growled.
The man immediately let me go at the menacing rumble the man gave out. “Sorry, D. Didn’t know you knew her. Thought she was one of the...”
“Enough! Get back to the door. I’ll take her.”
“Yeah, sure. No prob.”
The man named Poe walked off and I was left standing in front of a six foot two powerhouse. This man did things to my insides. Things I liked, things I wanted. He was far from being gorgeous, he was so much better. He was dirty, in the most sinful of ways. Dark rugged looks, a shadow of a beard, dark eyes and a powerful built that had me wanting to jump into his arms and wrap my legs around him. I felt small standing in front of his broad frame, but I liked it. I didn’t feel unnerved, I felt...protected. And I felt a yearning to submit to whatever sinful acts he wanted to induce in me, a yearning I had never felt before.
“Why do you need to see Wolf?”
His change from a husky whisper to that of a cautious deep rumble had my insides purring. “Who are you?”
“I ask the questions around here, Sweetheart.”
“Oh? Is that so?” My sarcasm coming out all soft and breathy.
He smirked and I held on to the back of the chair before I fell to my knees.
What the hell is wrong with you Cristiano. Come on. He’s just a regular guy!
Yeah, a guy with the darkest gaze and most delicious lips I’d ever seen. I stared down at his mouth and licked my lips. I had this urge to just lean up slightly and press my mouth to his. To find out what naughty secrets those lips kept.
He chuckled. “Yeah, that’s so. What’s your name, Sweetheart. Give me your name and I’ll take you to Wolf.”
His tone was gentle, seductive. It ran through me like hot molten whiskey. “Gabriela. I work for the LAPD, Agent Burke’s friend.”
He looked me up and down and smiled. “You’re, Detective Cristiano?”
His haughty tone had me coming back to reality. “Is something amusing to you?”
He shook his head. “No baby, I just...I imagined you differently is all.”
I frowned. “What, surprised I’m a woman?”
“Oh no, not surprised,” he shook his head and leaned in closer making me grip the chair. Even though I forced myself not to take a step back, I couldn’t help but inhale the soft woodsy, leathery scent of him. His after shave lotion made me dizzy with need.
“Just intrigued. Your reputation precedes you Detective. I knew you were kickass, but no one ever mentioned how fucking sexy you were.”
I swallowed as his tone changed back to that husky rumble I craved. I didn’t want to feel this way, so I did what I always did when putting up walls. I became a bitch. “What? A woman can’t be kick ass and sexy to you. We’re only good up on that stage shaking our asses for you?”
He looked taken aback and raised his hands. “I was just trying to pay you a complim-”
“If we’re done here, Sir, I’d like to speak with the owner.”
He stood up straight, looming over me as he looked down at me. His eyes slightly narrowed and his jaw clenched. He looked wary of me, his eyes giving out an intense glare that should have had me shaking, yet only made me want to melt into him, to get lost in their depths.
“Right this way ma’am.” He led me through the club. He turned slightly as he walked. “And it’s Diesel.”
“What?” I snapped at him.
He turned and leaned down to whisper in my ear. I gasped as his lips grazed my earlobe and my pussy clenched, waiting expectantly. “The name’s Diesel, Sweetheart.”
I swallowed and stared up at him as he winked and continued through the crowd toward the far back wall. I’d read up on Diesel, but we couldn’t find much on him. He was a complete and utter puzzle and I had been completely drawn in by him when I read his profile. He was really good at hiding himself, barely getting a good picture of him. But meeting this enigma, face to face, was even more alluring for me. He drew me in like a moth to a flame and I wanted to feel his heat.
He told me to wait and I watched as he climbed up a few steps and dragged a velvet blue curtain back, he said a few words to whoever was inside and then came back down.
“They’re inside.”
“Thank you,” I walked passed him needing to be as far away as possible before I did something I’d regret later, but there was no helping the tingling sensation his hand was leaving on my arm as he stopped me.
His eyes were warm and magnetic as they stared down at me. “I didn’t mean any harm earlier. I was just surprised that such a beauty packed such a powerful punch. I am actually awed by you Detective.”
I gaped at him and he traced his thumb along my bottom lip and leaned in. “I also do my research,” he winked and suddenly I was left standing alone. I felt a thrill run down my spine and as I looked back I caught his eyes from the bar. He raised a glass at me and downed it, bluntly letting his eyes wander down my body. I took a deep breath and turned around. Slowly I made my way up the stairs feeling the heat of his eyes burning a hole in my leather jacket as I disappeared behind the curtain.