Knox's Stand (The Last Riders #3)

“Keep him out of sight, and whatever you do, don’t let him get into any trouble. The Commonwealth’s Attorney won’t hesitate to throw him back in jail.”


“I’ll make him stay at the clubhouse,” Viper promised.

“What’s next?” Winter asked Diamond.

“A trial date will be set. I’m going to look into the case and hopefully find something to prove his innocence before then. It’s our best hope.” Diamond knew a jury would convict him on sight alone. The Commonwealth’s Attorney had already pulled a fast one, bringing evidence the day before to the grand jury— in which Knox’s previous lawyer had represented him—to get him indicted.

“Is that safe?” Winter asked.

“Yes. If Knox didn’t kill her, then we have to cast some doubt. The best way to do that is to prove someone else had a motive. I’m mainly going to be talking to Sam’s friends.”

“Good luck with that; she didn’t have any.” Evie was once again easily recognizable to Diamond.

“There has to be someone in town who knew Sam well. I’ll find them.” Determination to earn her money had her bracing for the work ahead. “I need to get back to my office. Like I said, keep him out of sight.” Diamond cast a last look at Knox, who now had a dark haired woman locked to his side.

“No problem.” Diamond cast Viper a doubtful glance and then turned on her heel, leaving the large crowd that was drawing attention. She heard the loud roar of the motorcycles pass as she turned down the side street to her office. Unable to help herself, Diamond watched as they passed. Knox was easily noticeable as he was the largest in the group. Evie was sitting behind him with her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Diamond felt his gaze on her and dropped hers to the ground then kept on walking.

*

Knox let himself into his room. Alone, he went into the bathroom and took a shower. Viper had immediately taken him into the huge room off the kitchen where club meetings often took place where he had been given an ass reaming in front of all the brothers for making the mistake of fucking Sam. He had deserved it and had made no excuses for himself. Apologizing for his mistake had eased the tension in the room. Finally, seeing his friend’s exhaustion, Viper had told him to grab some sleep. Knox hadn’t argued; weary from sleeping on the small cot in the jail, he wanted nothing other than his big bed and a few hours sleep.

After washing and shampooing his scalp, he let the clean water slice over his flesh, thinking about the stuck-up lawyer representing him. His cock hardened thinking about her large frame and how she would fit underneath him without him worrying about crushing her. Grabbing a clean towel when he got out of the shower, he hung the towel up on a hook on his bathroom door.

Going back into his bedroom, he opened the door that led to the hallway.

“Jewell!” His bellow sounded throughout the house. Minutes later, Jewell sauntered down the hallway with a smile on her face.

“Need anything?” she asked, already unbuttoning her top.

“Get your ass in here.”

Jewell smiled as she went into his bedroom, surprised when the door closed. Seeing her surprised look, Knox explained. “I’m tired. Take off your pants.”

Jewell immediately started taking off her pants. As soon as she was undressed, Knox lifted her, tossing her onto the bed.

Jewell was just what he needed right now to burn off his frustration of being stupid enough to touch Sam, for being caught up in her murder, and just now, having to take shit in front of everyone when he knew he was a fuck-up. She immediately went into the position she knew he preferred, climbing onto the bed on her knees.

Knox thrust his cock high inside her with one lunge of his hips and she released a small scream at his entry.

“Be quiet.” Knox gave her his command and Jewell obeyed, going silent; the only sound in the room was the sound of their bodies as they slapped together while he rode out his passion on her willing body.

Jewell, other than Sam, was the only woman he had found who could take his sexual drive. The other women he had discovered each and everyone’s turn on and none had been into his way of rough and ready. It didn’t make them less attractive to him; he would just pick the one to suit the mood he was in. He was in the mood now to burn out some frustration and Jewell was the best choice for that.

Smacking her ass, he let himself thrust higher within her, hearing her moans of pleasure. Smacking her ass again, he ground his cock into her, making sure his piercing rubbed against her g-spot. She went off like a rocket and Knox had to hold her up by her hips while he continued thrusting. Feeling his own orgasm approaching, he thrust faster to bring his own self over, spilling into the condom he had put on before entering her.

“Damn, Knox.” Jewell lay against his chest, breathing hard. “I missed you.”

Knox smiled, rolling her to his side. “You mean you missed my cock.” He lay on his side, pulling her to the curve of his body, grasping her breast and playing with her nipple.