The next thing she knew, the ref was stopping the fight. Maria had tapped out! Melanie let go and jumped up, glancing at the clock that showed only ten seconds left in the round. She had come entirely too close to losing that fight.
She let out a deep yell and then felt herself get swept up by Zane. “That’s my girl!”
Melanie hugged him tightly while jumping up and down at the same time. She only quieted for when she heard the ref call her name.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, at two minutes fifty seconds in round three, your winner by submission, Melanie Brooks!”
There was only a faint round of applause, but she understood that it was going to take a few more fights before she caught much interest. She shook Maria’s hand and then went back to Zane and Nick. While Nick was telling her how proud he was of her, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
“Lucky win, Melanie. Ask your brother; he knows the truth. Maria just made a mistake. It wasn’t a real win.”
Melanie hated that fucking bitch, Macey. What was worse, she hated that her taunt was true; Melanie had been seconds away from losing.
She started to give a nasty comeback when another voice cut in. “Great job, Melanie! You won your first fight and look, even the current champion stayed to watch you fight. Might mean she’s a little worried and knows she needs to keep up with you, don’t ya think?”
It was Trish, the very best friend a girl could have. Melanie smiled as Trish looked Macey straight in the eyes and didn’t back down even when Macey stepped towards her.
They all laughed as Macey stormed off. Macey realized she’d given herself away by staying to watch Melanie fight.
“Sorry, Mel, I know she’s a bitch. I’m proud of you, little sister. You did great for your first fight.” Nick patted her on the back.
“Damn right she did!” Trish gave Melanie a hug. “I’m so happy for you!”
Melanie was happy. The fight could have gone better, yet she was able to pull out the win. Each fight would give her more experience, providing her with the knowledge to take her to where she ultimately wanted to be. She had learned from the fight and had overcome the nervousness of it being her first.
They all walked with her to get her things while they discussed the details of the match, especially how she’d recovered when Maria had thrown her against the cage. Melanie was amazed at how fast it had gone. She had spent years training for nine minutes. Luckily, it was paying off. She had her first win!
They waited outside while she showered and changed back into her jeans and grey hoodie. She met them in the parking lot where the three were still excited about her win.
“I see why you enjoy the fight so much. I’d like to take a few punches at Macey myself.” Trish grinned at Melanie as she came to stand next to her.
“You couldn’t fight your way out of a paper bag,” Melanie teased her in mock viciousness.
Trish gave her the finger.
“You ready?” Zane asked, holding the door open to his SUV.
“Yeah.” Melanie turned to her brother who gave her a big hug. Melanie had to blink back tears at the pride in his face.
“I knew you were going to win. Night, Sis.” Nick let her go, waving at Zane as he left.
Trish grabbed her, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. “Go have some fun. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She then left, going to her own car. Melanie waited, watching her friend safely inside her car before climbing into Zane’s vehicle.
When he got in behind the steering wheel, he leaned over to kiss her. “I’m so proud of you, Melanie. You did great.”
“I know I have some work to do, but I feel okay about it. I’m glad I was able to get her in that leg lock.” Melanie was happy, however at the same time, she knew she had several more fights before she would be allowed to fight Macey for the title.
“You’re on your way, thanks to your very fine trainer,” Zane teased her.
“That is very true. I think he deserves a reward for his hard work.” Melanie leaned across the seat, kissing his cheek and letting her hand drop to his thigh.
“Just what do you have in mind…?” Zane started to ask, but stopped when Melanie’s hand moved to cover the bulge of his cock through his jeans.
She ran her hand over his thickness and felt him grow. Then she reached up to undo his belt and unfastened his jeans. Sliding her hand into his jeans, she exposed his rapidly hardening cock. Its silky warmth filled both her hands, and she heard him groan as she grazed her fingers up and down his length then across the tip. She did a quick glance around to make sure no cars were too close, glad he had tinted windows.
She leaned towards his ear and whispered to him, “I noticed you didn’t look at that half naked bitch parading around the cage. That made me very, very happy.” She licked his bottom lip before going down on him.
“Son of a bitch!” Zane groaned as she began to suck on his hard cock. She felt the truck accelerate as he tried to reach his house faster.
She pulled his shirt up and rubbed her hand up his abs, she loved the feel of his hard body. She lowered her head even further, taking him even deeper. As he strained towards her, she took him completely in her mouth. She moved slowly up and down, taking him to the back of her throat. As she came back to the top of his penis, she twirled his tip with her tongue and sucked along the head as she stuffed her other hand down his pants to play with his balls. She heard him draw in a quick breath as she sucked hard. Melanie wanted him to remember this reward for a while.
As she continued to suck his dick, she heard a noise outside, recognizing it as the sound of the garage door opening. She continued to suck on him until he grabbed her hair, pulling her off him.
He gave her a rough kiss, shoving his tongue in her mouth, hardly giving her a second to catch her breath. He then jerked the hoodie off her body before he went for the snap on her jeans, yet the vehicle was too cramped for him to maneuver her body the way he wanted. He opened the door, got out, and pulled her across the front seat and out of the vehicle.
Melanie saw that his dick was still hanging out of his pants, the sight too tempting to pass up. She pushed him back against the vehicle and went to her knees to take him back into her mouth. She felt him put his hands in her hair as he directed her head back and forth on his cock. She held onto the back of his legs while he pushed her head onto his dick, which grew harder as she felt his warm release fill her mouth while he held her head on his dick. When she swallowed it all and licked the rest off the edge of his tip, his groans filled the silence of the garage.
She started to stand, but before she knew what was happening, he grabbed her up, hoisting her over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” she asked. It was hard to talk with his shoulder in her gut.
“I want to fuck you.”
“Oh,” was all she could get out.
He carried her to the bedroom and put her back on her feet, turning her away from him to face the bed, and then lifted her arms into the air. He pulled her sports bra off as she kicked off her shoes. He then pulled her pants and panties off before pushing her onto all fours on the edge of the bed.
She felt him slide two fingers inside of her, gasping as he played with her pussy. When he pulled his fingers out, she felt him grab her hips with his hands, putting the tip of his dick at her opening. In the next instant, he pulled her hips towards him.
Their bodies smacked against each other as he penetrated her. She screamed at the feel of his large cock so far inside. He continued to pound her from behind as she met each one of his thrusts. He was fucking her so hard, it was pushing her forward on the bed. He continued to pull her back and hold her in place as his dick slid all the way in and out of her. She felt like she was going to explode each time he entered, his thrusts managing to go deeper, driving her own passion to meet his.
Eventually he slowed down, keeping his dick inside her, rubbing the walls of her pussy until they became sensitive to his smallest movement. She started to whimper as
the waves of pleasure built inside of her. She moved her hips, attempting to make him move faster within her instead of leaving her hanging in torment.
“What do you need, Melanie?” Zane teased her with his seductive voice.
“I need you to fucking move faster,” Melanie moaned.
As she thrust her hips frantically backward onto his hard cock, he reached around and played with her nipple as he began thrusting inside her with enough force to send her spiraling over the edge. Zane’s hand moved to her pussy, finding her clit and rubbing it. She came, unable to control herself, screaming as she felt his cock come deep inside of her.
She fell flat down on her stomach on the bed when he finally pulled his cock out and released his tight grip on her hips. Her legs were hanging off the end of the bed, so she scooted her body up until her head was on a pillow. As Zane dropped down on the bed beside her, they both took some time to recover their power of speech.
After she had caught her breath, she rolled over and leaned up on her elbows. “Are you thinking about tomorrow?”
Tomorrow was Zane’s first fight since he had been kicked out of the league. He had challenged Tobias, and Tobias had accepted. The rumors were that Tobias had been fairly quiet lately, not out causing trouble.
The press was making a big deal about it because it was Zane’s return to the cage. They were trying to dramatize it as much as possible, asking those typical questions like, “Does he still have it?” and shit like that. Of course he still had it.
Melanie smiled to herself. She knew he was going to win.
“Yeah, it’s been almost three years. It’s kind of like you tonight—you’re first time in the cage. It almost feels like my first fight again,” Zane replied, pulling her closer.
“That makes sense.” Melanie snuggled against his side.
“I’m going to make the fight last all three rounds to give me the full time to beat the complete shit out of him. He won’t be able to fight again when I’m through with him.” Zane sounded very sure of himself, and Melanie believed he would do exactly what he said. He was finally going to get the justice he deserved.
They got out of bed to eat dinner, which consisted of pizza that they ate as they sat talking on the bed. They then took a shower together, this time taking the time to explore each other’s bodies. Zane managed to make her come just by sucking her breast, and Melanie returned the favor, sliding her soapy hand over his cock until he had to brace himself against the shower wall. It was a win-win situation for both of them.
Chapter 15
Zane woke up early the next morning, glancing down to see Melanie sprawled across him, still sleeping soundly. As he lay there, he thought about the night ahead.
Lincoln told him that Tobias had settled down since Zane had let him know he was coming back. Tobias was training hard again. Zane figured that Tobias was looking at this fight as a way to redeem himself in the eyes of the league and the fans. He had been the guy everyone sneered at for the past few years. That little fucker deserved it for what he’d done to Zane. Now that he knew Tobias was actually trying to win, it was going to make it that much better when he took all three rounds tonight.
He still couldn’t believe Tobias had been working with Faye all along. He thought back to the one match he had lost and could see how Tobias had beaten him. Zane was a good fighter, but he had some moves he still needed to work on. He lost that fight because Tobias had been able to maneuver him into some holds that he hadn’t yet perfected his escape from. Faye had been aware of exactly what areas he still needed to improve upon, and now he knew she’d shared all of that information with Tobias.
Zane was good then—he was even better now. He had watched some of Tobias’s fights and knew he tended to be a little hot headed and overly aggressive, but he was certain that Tobias would be more level-headed today. Tobias had something to prove, however Zane wasn’t going to let him get anywhere close to winning.
He felt Melanie start to wake and peeked down at her once again. She opened her eyes and stared back.
“Good morning,” she said sleepily.
“Good morning.” He watched her push her hair away from her face as she leaned in for a kiss. As she sat up next to him, he noticed a bruise on the side of her face from when Maria had gotten in a few kicks and punches.
“Your face is bruised. Does it hurt?” He had been there before and knew that a fighter was used to bruises and typically could ignore the discomfort.
Melanie touched her face with her hand. “Just when I press on it. It’s not too bad.” She sighed. “After your fight tonight, we can start working on what I did wrong.” Zane started to reply, but Melanie stopped him. “Not now! I want you to focus on your fight. We can work on me when we get back in the gym.”
Zane laughed. “I’m ready for tonight. I’ve been ready for a while now.”
Melanie rolled her eyes. “You’re so fucking cocky!”
“It’s confidence, not cockiness, Melanie,” Zane smugly replied as he tugged at her hair, pulling her in for a deep kiss.
When she moved over to straddle his body, he raised up on his elbows, taking a pink nipple into his mouth. Zane could feel her body responding as she moaned, sucking on her nipple harder. Her tits were so sensitive, he could make her come just by playing with them, but he decided to stop for now. He could fuck her all morning, however his fight was the first of the evening, and he had to meet Lincoln in less than an hour at the gym.
“Sorry, sexy. We’ll have to pick this up later tonight,” Zane pulled back, releasing the now rosy nub. He watched as Melanie snapped back to reality.
“What the hell?” she grouched, pretending to pout without being able to hide her sunny smile. She leaned forward to rub her breasts in his face again before getting up. Zane laughed, smacking her ass.
“I’ll make you pay for that tonight,” Zane threatened.
She lay back in the bed and admired his naked ass as he walked to his dresser. He peered back at her before opening his dresser drawer. She was propped up on the pillows with her hair falling around her shoulders, the sheet right below her tits. She looked so sexy to him that he almost changed his mind about fucking her. He glanced at his watch and knew he would be late if he gave in and crawled back in bed.
“I’m going to meet Linc at the gym and then head to the arena. I should be there around three since the fight is at four.” As Zane went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, he could see Melanie’s reflection in the mirror.
“Okay. I’m meeting Trish for lunch and she’s coming with me to watch your and Nick’s fights. I’m going to stop by and see Nick at the gym this afternoon. His fight is a couple hours after yours. I’m going to see how he’s doing. He’s just as cocky as you are. He’s probably still in bed right now, not even thinking about the fight.”
Zane finished brushing his teeth and went back to find a t-shirt, putting it on before turning back to her.
“We’re the best. What do you expect?” He asked as he went to get his gear together and put it all in his bag for the fight.
He watched Melanie shake her head in irritation. “I wish I had some of that confidence,” she grumbled.
“Baby, we’ve been at it for years. You’ll get there. Besides, it’s not like either of us are facing unknown opponents.” He zipped up his bag and sat on the edge of the bed to put his shoes on. When he finished, he turned and put his hands on either side of her, gazing into her eyes.
“You did fine yesterday. You knew what you had to do to win, and when it comes down to it, that’s how you succeed. Making the best of the situation is crucial, and you’ve already got that one down. Quit being hard on yourself. You did great, okay?”
He watched some of the tension ease from her face. “Thanks, Zane.” Melanie reached up to hold his face, gently kissing him. “I’m so happy you’re fighting again. I hate what happened to you. I can’t wait to watch your comeback tonight.”
He kissed her again. He hadn’t felt such str
ong support from anyone in a long time except for Nick. It felt like his life was finally getting back on track.
“I’ll see you there,” he told her.
* * *
Zane spent the morning going through some basic drills and watching the tape of Tobias’s last fight. Tobias had won his last match, however his behavior before and after the fight was erratic. Zane was surprised he was passing the league’s drug tests.
Tobias needed this fight as much as Zane did. The difference between them was the need for vengeance on Zane’s part. The little shit and Faye had almost destroyed his career, and if not for Melanie, he didn’t know if he would ever have given it another shot. It was time for payback. Not only for him, but for Melanie, too. Tobias had been setting Melanie up for failure, which showed that the fucker definitely had a weakness for women. Tobias had let both Faye and Macey lead him around by the nose.
“Zane, he’s ready for you,” Lincoln told him. “Word is out that he’s been training hard for this fight. He’s not running around, stirring up shit like he usually does before a match.”
“It doesn’t matter. The only thing I care about is trying to take him to the last round so I can beat the shit out of him for as long as I can,” Zane said, pumping himself up into a fighting frame of mind.
Linc laughed. “Sounds like you’re ready then.”
Zane didn’t laugh with him. He was finally back to doing what he’d loved since he had seen Nick’s father training him when they’d been just kids. It was time to get back in the cage. It was the first step in taking charge of his life again.
“Thanks for everything, Linc.” Zane added, “I owe you.”
“Don’t forget that, either. I’ll take you up on it eventually,” Lincoln promised.
“Anything,” Zane replied seriously.
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