Luna’s Fury:The Alpha’s Wild s*x Kitten

Chapter 5

Naughty Kitten closed the closet door, holding a pair of high-heeled boots. She handed them to Diamond. “Put them on, and no, I don’t have a bigger top. That’s the largest one I’ve got,” she lied.

Diamond sat on the edge of the bed, slipping on the boots. When she finished, Naughty Kitten pushed her down at the dressing table, taking down her hair and styling the thick mass into curls until it was fluffy.

“Now you’re done. Let’s go,” Naughty Kitten said.

“Naughty Kitten, I think I’m gonna wait until I’ve thought this over a little more,” Diamond hesitated.

“Think over what?” Crazy b***h asked, emerging from the kitchen with Killyama and T.A.

“Damn, I forgot we were supposed to watch Stud’s kids tonight while they had their meeting,” Naughty Kitten said, stopping short.

“Stud has kids?” Diamond asked.

“Yeah, three kids from hell. Is Fat Louise here?” Naughty Kitten asked, thinking fast, not wanting Diamond to volunteer to babysit anytime soon. Her movie choices would give the girls nightmares.

“She’s in the kitchen,” Crazy b***h answered.

“Fat Louise!” Naughty Kitten yelled.

Fat Louise came out of the kitchen, munching on a Pop Tart. “What?”

“You go to the club and watch Stud’s kids; we’ve got somewhere to go,” Naughty Kitten ordered.

“I ain’t watching those monsters by myself,” Fat Louise protested.

“If you do it, I’ll take you out to dinner, anywhere you want,” Naughty Kitten offered.

“Anywhere?” Fat Louise asked.

Naughty Kitten hesitated. “Yes.”

“Even Popeye’s?” Fat Louise’s eyes lit up.

“Yes. We’re going to The Last Riders’ clubhouse to get Knox for Diamond,” Naughty Kitten explained.

“Why?” Fat Louise asked, confused. “We don’t like that asshole.”

“We don’t, but Diamond’s in love with the motherfucker, and what she wants, she’s gonna get,” Naughty Kitten said resolutely. “Let’s go; time’s a-wastin’. It’s Friday night at that club; things’ll be getting freaky there.”

Diamond tried to interrupt, but Crazy b***h dragged her to the car.

“My keys are in the house,” Diamond said.

“They can stay there; we’re taking my car,” Naughty Kitten replied.

Killyama opened the back door and shoved Diamond inside. “Scoot your ass over,” she said, sliding in next to her.

Crazy b***h took the front seat with Naughty Kitten, while T.A. slid in next to Diamond in the back.

Naughty Kitten put the car in gear, tires squealing as she accelerated. Driving like a bat out of hell, she headed toward Treepoint.

Diamond tried to get Naughty Kitten to turn around, but her chicken-s**t sister was, for once, going to face life head-on, even if it was a bald-headed bastard Naughty Kitten couldn’t stand.

“f**k no, we ain’t turnin’ around,” Killyama said. “I’ve been dying to see one of their parties ever since Beth told us about them. Who knows, maybe we’ll like them more than the Blue Horsemen and start hangin’ with them instead.”

Naughty Kitten grinned at Killyama in the rearview mirror. The Last Riders had no idea what was coming.

The Last Riders’ parking lot was packed with motorcycles and cars. It was the one day of the week hanger-ons were allowed in the clubhouse. Diamond, Naughty Kitten, and her crew got out, staring up at the huge house. Music blared from inside.

“Naughty Kitten, I’ve changed my mind,” Diamond said.

Naughty Kitten took her hand. “You can do this, Diamond. I’ll be right there with you. I shouldn’t have butted in when I saw him at your office. Now, get your ass up those steps,” she said, giving Diamond a shove.

“What if I see him with someone?” Diamond asked.

“Beth caught Razer f*****g Evie. She got over it,” Naughty Kitten shrugged.

When they reached the steps, Diamond hesitated at the door, but Killyama pushed her through. The sight inside confirmed Naughty Kitten’s worst fears about her sister’s involvement with Knox. The Last Riders were exactly as Beth had described their wild parties.

Cash had Jewell on his lap, sucking her bare breast, while another member had a woman pressed against the wall, her skirt hiked up as he f****d her. Razer and Beth were on the couch, necking, and though they were the most restrained with their clothes still on, Naughty Kitten wasn’t sure what they’d have been doing if the group had arrived a few minutes later.

“Do you see him?” Naughty Kitten asked.

“No, he’s not here,” Diamond replied.

“He must be in his room. Where is it?” Naughty Kitten asked.

“Upstairs,” Diamond said.

T.A. put a hand on Diamond’s back, pushing her toward the steps. “Stop pushing me, T.A.,” Diamond hissed, her voice drawing attention.

Beth’s eyes widened, and she jerked from Razer’s arms, approaching them. “What are you doing here?” she asked.

“Diamond’s gonna talk to Knox. He's upstairs?” Naughty Kitten said, as if they dropped by regularly.

“I don’t know. We just got here. Go outside and wait. I’ll get Razer to get him for you,” Beth offered.

“We can get him ourselves,” Naughty Kitten said, ignoring her and taking Diamond’s hand as they headed up the stairs. Beth followed, and Razer got up, trailing behind.

“Naughty Kitten, I really don’t think this is a good idea,” Beth tried again.

Naughty Kitten ignored her, reaching the top of the stairs before The Last Riders could stop them. “Which one is it?” she asked Diamond.

Diamond took a step toward Knox’s door, about to knock, but Naughty Kitten flung it open. If the bastard was cheating, she wanted Diamond to know from the start. The bathroom light spilled into the bedroom, illuminating four people on the bed.

Diamond took one look, turned, and ran into Naughty Kitten. The pain on her sister’s face told Naughty Kitten she’d f****d up again by forcing this confrontation.

“Motherfucker,” Naughty Kitten said angrily.

Diamond pushed through the group of women, hand over her mouth, stopping at the top of the stairs. Naughty Kitten, Killyama, Beth, Crazy b***h, and T.A. halted behind her. Razer stood at the top of the steps, his eyes full of sympathy for Diamond.

“Bliss is mine,” Diamond said, angrier than Naughty Kitten had ever seen her.

Naughty Kitten and her crew grinned. “Let’s kick some ass,” Naughty Kitten said, letting Diamond take the lead. Her sister deserved first blood.

“What? Wait!” Beth yelled.

Diamond rushed back into the bedroom before Beth or Razer could react, grabbing Bliss by the hair and yanking her off the c**k she was riding.

Simultaneously, Naughty Kitten went for Evie, who was straddling Rider’s lap, pulling her backward onto the floor.

Crazy b***h blocked Beth and Razer at the doorway, wielding a lamp she’d grabbed from the dresser.

“What in the f**k?” a man growled from the bed, but Naughty Kitten didn’t bother identifying him.

Bliss screamed, trying to escape, but Diamond had a tight grip on her hair. Naughty Kitten was glad her sister had learned a thing or two from her. Evie fought back better, more used to f*****g than fighting, but Naughty Kitten was the seasoned brawler.

As Rider tried to pull Naughty Kitten off Evie, Razer finally pushed past Crazy b***h.