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  Treats Aren’t Always Sweet

  Treats Aren’t Always Sweet

  Lady Riders

  Book Two

  by Harley McRide

  © Copyright August 2015 JK Publishing, Inc.

  ISBN# 978-1-311-31171-9

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  Dedication

  What I learned in writing this book is life happens and sometimes you just have to suck it up and do whatever it takes to get something done. So I have to thank my old man for stepping in and taking care of things, leaving me to get this book done.

  Hope you enjoy it and thanks to all the readers for their support of my writing. You are the best any author could ask for.

  Table of Contents

  Dedication

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Epilogue

  Excerpt from Highway to Heaven

  Excerpt from Shady

  Excerpt from Her Wild Riders

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  Prologue

  One year ago…

  Lost in pure ecstasy she just held on for the ride. Both men picked up the pace as they moved in and out, up and down. Over and over again, until she couldn’t take anymore. Screaming, she called out to the heavens above for something to grasp onto as she left all reality. Both men followed, pumping into her a few more times before emptying their seed deep inside her body, branding them to her in the most intimate fashion. Both men now had her heart and there was no going back from there. She just needed the courage to tell them.

  Treat snuggled into War’s and Stone’s bodies as they collapsed next to her. She wished this could last forever but she had to dance tonight. Dammit, she only wanted to hang with her men for the night, not be on the stage.

  They were gorgeous, Treat loved looking at them. Stone was the more laid back of the two and you could tell in his face, it wasn’t nearly as stern, maybe because he smiled a hell of a lot more. He had dark brown hair that he tried to comb back but it always fell in his face making him look younger and more endearing. While War was rock solid man through and through, he had a goatee and although he smiled, it looked more like a smirk than an actual smile. His eyes made him unforgettable. A woman could lose herself in them, which Treat had and that was the problem. Both men had stolen her heart without her realizing it.

  “I have to dance tonight,” she muttered and both men made noises of appreciation, they hadn’t seen her dance yet, maybe they would tonight, she could put on a show for them so after she was done they could go to the backroom and have fun.

  Treat was hoping soon the men would ask her to wear their patch, they had been sleeping together for the last year, and she knew they hadn’t been with any other women, the club whores talked so she listened. But she was trying to take it slow with both men, she knew they had demons, and she wasn’t going to push them.

  War and Stone had been in the Marines for eight years, two of them in frontline combat. They were helicopter pilots and worked together to transport the wounded back from the frontline. It was a gruesome job on a good day, but both had seen more than their share of death. Treat had only gotten them to speak of it once when they were drunk, and both had passed out only to wake with a nightmare when the sirens in the clubhouse had gone off because of a dumbass accidently setting the trash on fire with a cigarette. The sound had scared the shit out of the guys, and they had been half asleep when they told her about the sirens on the base for incoming mortar shells, it was the same, and every time it rang they had to deal with death.

  “You should come to the show and afterward we can have some fun. We haven’t been in the backroom of ‘Sexy Bitches’.”

  “Got things to do,” War said and pushed himself up off the bed. They hated cuddling she knew that, it didn’t stop her from trying though, she liked the closeness she felt to them after sex. They were the only ones she had ever wanted to cuddle with. She felt a connection with them, she knew they were going to be hard nuts to crack when it came to a relationship, because they had told her it was only sex. But then they would do shit that would give her hope, she was clinging to that. After her childhood who wouldn’t, she didn’t want to think about it right now, she was too content.

  Stone stood as well and slapped her on the ass. “Yeah, got things on the calendar, may see you before we leave though.”

  Treat froze, what? Before they leave? They just got here. She turned her head slowly and looked at them getting dressed.

  “When are you leaving?” she asked.

  “Maybe next week, can’t be sure,” War said distractedly.

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nbsp; Treat frowned, they were going to be here for a week, and they may see her before they leave? Seriously? What the fuck?

  “Oh, well, cool, I will be dancing tonight, then I have the weekend off,” Treat said and Stone smiled.

  “Good, hope you have fun, babe,” he said and both men walked out the door.

  What had just happened? she wondered. They never left like that, they always kissed her goodbye. Something was going on. Treat looked at the door, she was never going to ask for scraps from anyone again. Growing up, she had craved attention, mostly because she didn’t get any, and she knew it. It was something she had overcome a long time ago, and she was not going back there.

  Throwing the covers aside, she went to the bathroom to get ready for work. If they were done with her, she would be heartbroken but she wasn’t going to beg for attention.

  They had shown up, Treat saw them and was really surprised, they had never shown up to one of her shows before, maybe she was wrong, maybe they… She thought, no she wasn’t going to do that; if they wanted her tonight, they would give her a sign, easy as that.

  She got on her table and began her routine. She had done it enough to know it by heart, but it didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy it. Sadly enough, she really liked dancing—it empowered her. She wasn’t embarrassed. She also didn’t dance for men, so she never looked at the two men’s faces that were watching her. She also never saw the anger and jealousy on their faces.

  When she was done with her set, she grinned and waved. She saw War look over his shoulder at her right when he walked into the backroom. Yay, they did want to see her. She needed to clean up quick. She went to the changing room feeling happy and ready for her men. But when she opened the door to the backroom, she had been shocked.

  Yes, War and Stone were in there, but they weren’t waiting on her, they were already occupied with someone. Her eyes grew wet but she wasn’t going to let them see her upset, so she quickly masked her face so it was blank. Her so called best friend looked over her shoulder and winked at her while she was on her hands and knees between the two men. War was at her ass, and Stone at her mouth, both men’s pants were down around their feet and they had obviously been just getting started.

  Without a word she turned and left, feeling her heart break in two. Unfortunately, she didn’t see both men pull up their pants and push the woman they had been using away. The men knew they were assholes, but they had to do something, Treat was becoming too attached.

  “What the hell?” Trick said and looked at the two men.

  “Bitch, leave,” War snapped.

  Stone looked at the door where Treat had been standing, then looked back at his best friend. “We are gonna regret that.”

  “Already do, brother, already do.” War sighed. “It’s for the best.”

  “Yeah,” Stone muttered and then said, “I need a drink.”

  “I need about ten,” War said and then both men left the room.

  Trick was still sitting their seething, because no one did that to her. When the two men had brought her in here in the first place, she had been laughing to herself. Treat thought she was all that, always had, and she was going to take her down a peg or two. Well, fuck that, she was going to make sure those assholes got what they deserved.

  Chapter One

  Stone and War threw the legs over their bikes and quickly started them. They didn’t have a lot of time, Treat’s sister was in trouble and they were going to help, even if she didn’t want their help, which was evident a few moments ago when she grabbed the phone back out of War’s hand and snapped, “Fuck off, this is not your concern.”

  Yeah they fucked up. Two years ago, they had what they thought was a fairly good relationship with Treat. They were part of the Warriors Chapter in Nevada, so they partied together and always ended up in bed together. It was comfortable, and safe—no commitments, no hassle. At least that is what they convinced themselves of, neither wanted to admit they fucked up so much there was no hope, that was unacceptable.

  War and Stone hadn’t wanted anything steady; they had been more interested in establishing their lives. For a year it had been great, no commitment, no hassles, just the way they liked it. But one night Treat had been really drunk, both of them were sure she didn’t remember telling them that she was ‘falling in love’ with both of them and it freaked them out.

  They talked about it and figured they would have to cut it off. They went and talked to Creed who told them about the opportunity in Oceanside to open a shop and they jumped at it. But then Treat would come to Cali on road trips, or they would go back and every time she’d assumed they were going to be together, and they had been stupid not to realize what they were feeling and allowed it to happen.

  Then they totally fucked up. One weekend they went to Nevada on a road trip. Before they went, they talked about sitting Treat down and telling her they didn’t want what she did. But when they arrived that went out the window when they saw her. Yeah, assholes they were, grabbed her up and went straight to her room. When they sunk into her, they both felt as if they were home. Now that scared the ever-loving shit out of them, causing them to act like they didn’t give a shit she was dancing and they got up out of bed. But they had gone to the bar with some stupid reasoning that what they had felt was nothing. They never went to the bar, it was something they had always avoided until now. Ummm…and it worked out for them so well. Seeing the men watching Treat and holding out cash had pissed them off. Especially when she seemed to love the attention.

  Jealousy drove them to grab the first woman who came onto them, which was Trick, her best friend. They had already had a lot to drink, but it was no excuse. They had to show Treat it wasn’t going to be the three of them. So into the backroom with Trick they went. It wasn’t long before the door opened and Treat stilled her facial expression, they’d both caught the pain cross her face. There they were, pants down getting ready to stick it to Trick, yeah big time assholes. What they hadn’t known, was that Trick was a devious evil bitch who wanted to hurt Treat because she was jealous. However, that was exactly what happened.

  That was then, this was now, and she was finally going to let them try to make up for their complete fuck up. Even if she didn’t want to.

  As if life couldn’t get crappier. Treat had decided to stay in Cali to help Bic and the other girls with the Lady Riders and getting Shady and the other’s dream of helping abused women up and running. Of course, like everything else in Treat’s life, this couldn’t go smoothly. Something had to throw a kink in the plan, and it was her past.

  She got the call from her sister when she wasn’t prepared to deal with it, not that it fucking mattered, but at least she had been with the other Lady Riders. They had kept her calm.

  “Brooke?” a weak woman’s voice said to her and Treat froze as her eyes went right to her friends.

  “Who is this?” Treat said because no one called her Brooke anymore. And the only ones who would call her by her given name haven’t spoken to her in years.

  “Brooke? It’s Jilly, I need help.” And Treat froze, her sister? Why would she call her now? Of course they all had her number, she always sent it in letters even though they had all gone unanswered, Treat always sent it every single holiday, birthday, anniversary, whatever.

  “Jilly, why do you need help?” Treat whispered fiercely and instantly Nike and Bob were at her side, both leaning in to listen into the receiver as much as they could even though they didn’t know what was going on.

  “It is bad this time, Brooke,” her sister whispered.

  “Honey, I am not following, what is bad, what do you need help from?” Treat said softly.

  “Supper was late, and the baby was crying. Lane needed to rest so he could get to work, but I wasn’t keeping it quiet enough,” she cried into the phone and Treat froze, what the fuck? Who was Lane? Of course, she didn’t know Jilly had gotten married, no one had told her. It was probably an edict from her father—the bastard.

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�Jilly, honey, calm down and tell me where you are,” Treat said.

  “Home,” Jilly groaned as she cried. “Hurts so bad, I can’t get up.”

  “Where is home?” Treat said urgently.

  “Guy at the tattoo place said you were here. That is why I called, same trailer park we grew up in, just three doors down. Mom and Dad are still here too but I can’t go to them,” Jilly whispered.

  Fuck no she couldn’t. Her mother was a weak woman who let her husband beat their kids daily for stupid shit. Dammit, she was going to have to go back and face that shit, but there was no way she was leaving her sister with some asshole who beat her. They’d had too much of that.

  “I am coming, honey. Just gimme a few and I will be there, if anyone comes home don’t say I am coming, we will get you out,” Treat whispered.

  “My son?” she cried.

  “Him too, honey. If your husband…” Treat said.

  “Not married, Lane is one of dad’s drinking buddies,” Jilly said and Treat closed her eyes, yeah, she knew how that had gone down. Fucking dick.

  “Lady Riders?” Nike said and Treat nodded absently, but she was keeping her sister on the phone as long as possible.

  Nike yelled at Casey who was already cuddling up to her man. “Bic, need you now.”

  The woman was nothing if not perceptive. She jumped off Freebyrd’s lap and called to the other women who were still milling around and then came to them quickly.

  “What is up?” she whispered.

  “If you are serious about setting up a Chapter here, now is the time. You remember I told you we were going to work with women who are abused or recovered from trafficking?” Bob said and Casey nodded. “Looks like we have our first woman in need.”