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“They could call out my name. Since Doom hooked up with Tink and they got married, everyone knows not to call out his.”

The other man gave a sarcastic snort. “Raff, you’re delusional. Even before Doom stopped giving votes, Wizard was—and still is—the one they usually call out for. I’m surprised he has enough tongue left to talk by the end of the night.”

Listening to the conversation, Natalia wanted to vomit.

“A guy can hope,” the man she assumed was Raff said. “There are a few hopefuls I’d like to get my tongue into.”

“You might get lucky. Wizard needs a new computer expert. Wait until he goes to his bedroom with a couple of the women. If he leaves the door open, go inside. It’s an open invitation to join in.”

“Does he usually leave it open?”

“Put it this way,” the other man said with a laugh. “I’ve never known him to close it.”

“Doom’s been trying to get me to become a prospect, but damn, I don’t think I’d get past having to fight some of the original members. Access to all that pussy would be great, but I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it if I were a cripple. Are you going to become a prospect?”

“Fuck no. I’ve seen who I’d have to go up against. I’m cool with just watching.”

Natalia heard the clubhouse door open before a different man spoke. “Thanks for watching the door, Raff, Boonie. It should start cooling down now. Tink got the air conditioner working again.”

“No problem,” both men answered simultaneously.

Feeling her phone vibrate, Natalia looked down. Arden had responded to her message.

On my way.

Coming to a sudden decision, Natalia lifted three pans of food into her arms and headed around the van. She was on her way, too.

CHAPTER 7

SMORGASBORD

Getting out of the shower, Wizard grabbed a towel and began drying himself. Slinging his wet hair back, he returned to the bedroom.

“Someone called while you were in the shower,” Chai told him from the bed.

Irritation filled him. He had told The Last Riders not to bother him tonight and to let Burn deal with any problems that arose.

Not bothering to look at his phone, he walked to the bed and stared down at the gorgeous woman he’d spent the past two hours fucking while trying to convince her to join The Last Riders.

Tossing his towel toward the bathroom, he bent and closed his mouth around her nipple. He was about to lower his head to her pussy when someone pounded on his door.

“Wizard!” Doom’s booming voice came from the other side.

Wizard lifted his head. Straightening, he stomped toward the door, ready to tear Doom’s head off. Jerking it open, he started laying into the brother.

“What in the fuck? What part didn’t you fuckers understand? I didn’t want to be disturbed—”

“Natalia is outside,” Doom interrupted. “She brought food from a canceled party.”

Wizard immediately turned to get dressed. Going to a chest, he pulled out one of his better pairs of jeans before heading to the closet. “Why didn’t you call me when she was on her fucking way?”

He jerked on the jeans so quickly he thought he might have left one of his balls trapped in the leg. Ignoring the pain, he rearranged his hard cock and closed the zipper.

“Burn tried. You’ve been ignoring his calls. He’s at the factory. As soon as Tink told Kat, she called Burn.”

“She could’ve sent one of the brothers to knock on my door,” Wizard snarled, hopping on one foot as he pulled on a boot without bothering with socks.

Doom arched a sarcastic eyebrow at him. “You threatened to kill anyone who disturbed you.”