Dagger was known as a ladies’ man. His ol’ lady, Flash and him, have some sort of arrangement, or so it’s been said. All I knew for sure was I’ve seen Dagger with many club mommas in and out of this place, and Flash never bats an eyelash. Flash was a huge flirt with all the guys, but I have no idea if she hits any of it. It’s really not my business.
“What the fuck?” Cruz’s growl had my eyes popping open, but I didn’t move out of Dagger’s arms. I had no need to. In one arm, he was carrying Cooper, and not too far behind him was his woman.
“Problem?” I asked, faking boredom with the question.
“Why the fuck are you curled up with my brother?” his voice turned dangerously angry, sending pin-pricks up the back of my neck. I didn’t know him, but from being in the ring with him and the concern shone in his eyes after he hit me, I didn’t think he’d ever physically hurt me.
I couldn’t take it. “He’s welcoming me home.” Yeah. I was egging him on, sue me.
Cruz stalked closer, handing off Cooper to Pops. I watched closely, staying still. I could hear Dagger’s slight chuckle, but he didn’t say a word. “You think I’m fucking kidding when I tell you all she’s my girl?” His question was directed at Dagger, and not me.
“I’m not your girl,” I clipped, but my words were ignored.
“I’m just providing our girl with a little comfort.” Dagger was baiting him; that much was clear, but why? For shits and giggles?
“If she needs comfort, I’ll fucking provide it. Get off of her.” My anger was growing, but I tapped it down. Dagger released his arm as I sat back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest, pushing my breasts up higher in my shirt.
Cruz grabbed my arms roughly and pulled me up to him, so our bodies were flush against each other. He slammed his lips down on mine, and my body gave in. Gasping, I pulled away. “I’m not doing this. Especially in front of your ol’ lady and your kid.” I tore myself out of his grasp and walked towards the clubhouse.
Cruz didn’t let me get far. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled me flush to his body and I tried to pull away. He leaned to my ear. “You think that whore over there is my ol’ lady? Fuck no. She’s Cooper’s mother. That’s as far as it goes.”
“I will not be someone’s piece of ass. Not Ever.”
“No, you definitely won’t, but you will be under me tonight.” His arrogance was annoying as shit, but the authority he gave off was making my panties wet. I needed space. His presence was just too much.
“Fuck no. Dream on.” Fighting to get out of his grasp, I was at a disadvantage with all the alcohol coursing through my veins.
“Honey, what’s going on?” Mel stood before us. I looked into her eyes, and I wanted to claw them out. I hated her just for breathing. Shit.
“Don’t fucking ‘honey’ me. Get the fuck back in the club.” She took a step back and walked towards the door.
“Wait!” I yelled as she turned, facing me, her eyes laced with ice. “You his ol’ lady?” I wanted to hear it from her mouth.
She paused for a moment as I waited for the words to come across her lips. Her face looked pained to say them, “No. I’m not.”
“But you want to be,” I said, not missing a beat.
“I am the mother of his child,” she clipped, putting her hand on her hip.
“And that don’t mean shit,” came from Cruz’s hard body behind me.
I turned in Cruz’s arms facing him. “Look, I’m not big on all this drama. That’s why I stay clear of the brothers.” I gave him a soft peck on the lips. “Bye,” I pulled out of his arms and flew back to the clubhouse.
Rushing through the crowds of people, I made my way to the bar. “B.Boy, I need a shot of Jack, please.” He placed it on the bar, and I took it, quickly feeling the burn as it reached my stomach. There was no need to slow down, Pops’ room was only a few feet away even if I had to crash on the floor or I could always bunk with Casey.
Speaking of which, where did she go?
Looking out over the sea of people, many of the brothers were already in the throes of getting laid. And it made my stomach clench. I wasn’t supposed to be on lockdown. I was supposed to be out finding me a dick, but instead I get to sit back and watch. Fun times.
“Hey, Baby.” An unfamiliar voice came from my side. Standing before me was a tall man, broad shoulders, blonde hair, and green eyes; attractive in his own way. His smile was bright before he put a smoke inside of it. He wasn’t wearing a rag. He didn’t look like a preppy boy but definitely not a biker, either. Promising.
“Hey. Who are you?”
“Buzz and Breaker’s brother, Nick. They told me I needed to come down here. I’m hanging around… thinking of patching in.”
I eyed him. “But you’re not a Prospect yet?”
“Nope. But I will be soon.” This couldn’t be more fucking perfect.
“I’m Harlow. Nice to meet ya.” I smiled my most seductive smile knowing he’d be putty in my hands. I reached out, grazing my hand on his chest, turning the heat up a few notches.
“Wanna tell me what happened to you?” he asked, looking at the black and blue on my face, but not seeming to be put off by it in the slightest.
“Minor squabble.” I shrugged.
“You’re still hot as hell,” he said stepping closer into my space. I grabbed the Jack, downing another gulp.
“Really? Wanna show me how much?” I asked, not beating around the bush. There was no point. As of that moment, this man had no affiliation with the club, and it would just be a one night thing. The chances of him actually becoming a Prospect were slim, judging by his demeanor. He was too soft for this life; nothing like his brothers seemed to be.
“Absolutely,” he said, stubbing his smoke out and standing. “Can I borrow your room?” He asked the B.Boys.
“No!” they yelled in unison. “You’re not fucking her,” one of them said adamantly.
“Now… now boys.” I said, letting my words drip like sweet honey. “It’s all right. We’ll make due,” I said, grabbing his hand.
“Dude. You wanna get patched in… this is not one to touch,” one of the B.Boys said.
“Come on.” I pulled his arm before he had a chance to think. No one needed to know. It’d be a quick fuck and done. I raced to the hallway because I needed his dick inside me now.
Reaching the bathroom, I slammed the door and locked it, pushing Nick against the door and kissing his neck while tearing at his clothes. His chest was defined, and his stomach had a small pouch to it, but I didn’t give a flying shit. Ripping his pants off, I got to work.
After settling Cooper in his crib in my room, I searched for Princess, but everywhere I looked she didn’t turn up. I knew she had to be here somewhere. No one would dare let her leave the property.
Finding Breaker and Buzz, they pushed me a beer across the bar. “You seen Princess?” They both eyed each other as if they were talking between themselves with their eyes. It was pissing me off. What the fuck was going on?
“I asked you a fucking question. Where is she?” I growled, slamming my hand down on the bar causing everything on it to shake.
“We had our brother come here for lockdown,” Buzz said, visibly nervous as he should fucking be.
“She’s fucking him?” Fury raced through my body as they ignored my question. I was gonna crush this little asshole and then spank her fucking ass. “Where?”
“Bathroom, I think,” Breaker mumbled.
“I’ll deal with you two later.” Stalking off down the hall, there was no way to keep my temper in check. It was full bore. She wanted to fuck… I’ll give her a fuck. I turned the door handle; it was locked. “Open the fucking door, Princess!” I said banging on the door hard, shaking the walls. “Now!”
“Go away!” she yelled through the door.
“Open it or I’m busting it the fuck down!” Fuck it. Using my boot, I kicked the door as hard as I could, sending pieces of it flying in every direction. Prince
ss didn’t move from the countertop, but the prick that was on his knees in front of her jumped as far back as he could crashing into the bath tub. What a pussy.
Stalking over to the guy, I picked his naked ass up off the ground, throwing him out the broken door, slamming him against the back wall along with his clothes right behind him. “Don’t let me see you later.” I snarled in warning.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Princess clipped. She sat there in her black lacy bra with her jeans unbuttoned. She looked like a beautiful goddess, and if I weren’t so damn pissed at her; I would want to treat her like one. But right now I was too fucking pissed.
“Wrong with me? I’ll tell you; you’re with me, and you go and fuck some asshole?” Moving in between her legs, I looked at all the curves of her body making my mouth dry and my throat catch. The tats on her upper shoulder and arm were works of art… skulls, flames with intricate flowers mixed in, no doubt a tribute to the club.
“I’m not yours. You can’t claim someone who doesn’t want to be claimed.” She crossed her arms, pushing those beautiful tits higher as her nipples peeked from under her bra.
“Bullshit. You’ve been here long enough to know how this shit works. No other guy here is to touch you. No guy period is to touch you. Ever. Except me.”
“You fucking wish,” she said, trying to pull away from me like that was gonna fucking happen.
“I don’t wish shit. I take it.” Grabbing her legs, I pulled her down to the edge of the counter. She tried to squirm away, but I locked her down with my arm. “Don’t, you know you want this.”
Pulling her zipper and pants down, she was commando and damn if that didn’t cause my dick to throb. “I can’t,” she said quietly.
“Fuck yeah, you can.” She acted as if she was fighting with herself. She wasn’t fighting what I was doing, but she wasn’t participating, either. Something in her snapped as she tore at my clothes. In a matter of seconds… we were both naked. Her lips crashed into mine as she tried to take control, but I wouldn’t allow it. This was my show.
Princess’s breathing picked up rapidly. Reaching down between our bodies, my hand grazed her sopping wet pussy. Sliding my fingers in her hot flesh, her pussy gripped them, tightly pulling them further into her body greedily. “You like that?” Princess made some sort of strangled sound deep in her throat urging me on.
“Answer me.” I growled. “Always answer me.”
“Yes.” She whispered.
She was way too fucking quiet. There was no fucking way she wasn’t going to be screaming my name. Her quick panting noises were driving me crazy, but I wanted the scream. Reaching into my jeans on the floor, I grabbed a condom, sheathing myself in record time. I needed to feel her pussy around my dick. Pulling her legs up and bending them at the knees, so her feet were resting on the counter, and she was open wide to me, I placed my arms on either side of her body trapping her. “This isn’t gonna be gentle,” I said before crashing my lips down feeling her soft flesh.
Punching my cock inside her, I wasn’t surprised that she was tight as shit. The knowledge that no one had been inside of her for two years had me pushing harder. I wanted to claim this woman, and as soon as this shit gets sorted out, I’ll have her fucking bareback. She screamed as I rammed the last little bit of my cock inside of her. “You’re so fucking tight, Baby.”
“God, that feels so good,” she said as her head rolled back. Lifting up, I pumped in and out of her hard, loving her vice grip pussy. The room was sweltering, and sweat dripped down my body mixing with hers creating an erotic aroma my dick couldn’t get enough of.
“Time to come, Princess.” Taking my thumb, I rubbed her clit roughly, sending her off into her explosion. She screamed my name loud, just as I said she would. My dick throbbed as she milked every last drop of cum out of me. Collapsing onto her, our bodies trembling as we tried to catch our breath, I didn’t want to disconnect from her yet, the connection was too much.
Claps coming from the doorway had both of our heads snapping to the sound. Shit. The fucking door. “Get out!” I shouted.
Dagger and Rhys were standing in the doorway with shit-eating grins plastered on their faces. “Fucking awesome show. Now I need to get laid.” Dagger took off, and Rhys just stood in place.
“Get one of the Prospects to find a door out back!” I growled as he eyed Princess’s body. Not that he could see much, but I didn’t fucking like it. He chuckled, shaking his head walking off.
“Get off,” Princess said, trying to push me off.
“No.” Her damn brain was taking over again.
“Now!” she yelled her anger rising.
“No. Stop whatever it is that you’re thinking.” I could only imagine the shit that was racing through that thick skull of hers. She seemed to like to conger up shit for the fun of it.
“This is why I don’t fuck brothers. It won’t happen again.” She tried to push me off of her, but I wouldn’t budge.
“Listen to me. That’s enough of this fucking bullshit. My dick in you right now says that no one touches you, but me. Got it?”
Her eyes showed a small bit of vulnerability that I hadn’t seen before. She’s always so damn strong and hard to read. “What about her?” Her voice was barely a whisper.
“She’s nothing. She’s only here because she wouldn’t leave Cooper. But that shit’s about to change.”
“How?”
“You’re gonna be my ol’ lady. You’re gonna be part of Cooper’s life. I’m not having her hanging around.”
“You want me to be his mom? We just fucking met! Are you fucking crazy? And ol’ lady?” Her eyes lit up in panic as her breathing picked up.
“I’m not playing games. Not my style. You’re mine, and you will be at my side.” Her body relaxed a bit, and she melted back into me, but the trepidation was still there. I needed to find some way to get rid of that shit.
“You have no idea what you are doing,” she said, shaking her head.
“From what I saw already, I probably don’t.” Smiling at her, I brushed my lips against hers as she arched her body, taking the kiss to another level completely. My dick grew inside of her, and my hips began pumping. Her moans and mews kept me going.
As we both stood there breathless, for the second time, I edged out of her, needing to get the condom off before it exploded.
Movement at the door caught my eye as Princess tried to cover her body haphazardly with her hands.
“Cruz?” Tug’s voice came from the doorway.
Grabbing the door from his hand, I snapped, “Thanks.”
“You need help?” He eyed Princess, which pissed me off.
Looking down at my naked body, I growled, “What’d you think?”
“Later.”
Instead of attaching the door to the hinges, I rested it against the frame to block out all the fucking eyes that were everywhere. Princess hopped down from the counter grabbing her clothes, quickly throwing them on. “I’m gonna head to bed,” she said not looking at me. To hell if she was gonna be embarrassed.
“You’re in my bed,” I said grabbing her arm and pulling her to me staring into the beautiful blue eyes of hers.
“I can’t,” she whispered as her head sunk into my chest.
“Why the fuck not?”
“I have a roll in Pops’ room. I’m just gonna crash there.” Her head shook slightly on my chest.
Placing my hand under her chin, I forced her eyes to meet mine. “You didn’t hear me right. Get your ass in my room and lock the fucking door. Coop’s sleeping in the side room. I’ve got shit to take care of. You’d better be in there when I get back. If you’re not, I’ll come find you.” My eyes didn’t leave her until she nodded. I moved the two doors getting out of the tight space.
I needed to get shit sorted out with Mel. I was tired of that bitch. I swear to God I think she poked holes in the condom when I fucked her. How the hell else would she get knocked up? And Coop looked just like me so I couldn�
��t fucking deny him, not that I wanted to. Since she told me she was pregnant, she’s been trying to get in with me. Sure, I’ve fucked her a couple of times, why the hell not, it was free pussy. I didn’t want shit from her. I was only grateful she gave me my boy.
Stalking over to the couch in the main room of the clubhouse, she sat snorting powder haphazardly draped over the guy next to her; I couldn’t believe I was stuck with this woman in my life forever. She looked up at me, eyes dilated, completely high.
“Hey, Honey.” She smiled as much as she could and tried to get her bearings.
“Don’t come to my room. Stay the fuck out here and away from me.”
“I wanna see my boy,” she whined, but it didn’t mean shit to me. I was done with this bitch.
“No, you can see him tomorrow. Till then, stay the fuck away.” Turning away, Mel said a few words that I didn’t catch, nor did I fucking care. I had a Princess that needed attention.
Walking into my room, I couldn’t help but smile seeing Princess lying in my bed covered from head to toe with my blankets, making me hard a-fucking-gain. I needed to be inside of her, but I had beaten the shit out her and fucked her good already. She needed to sleep.
Checking in on Cooper, I was glad to see that he was sound asleep. Coop has always been a great sleeper; not much could wake the boy up. That was good considering God knows what happened at his mom’s place.
After locking the door and stripping, I climbed into bed, pulling this beautiful woman into my body. As she melted into me, I knew I’d made the right decision to hang on to this one.
Bang… bang… bang “What the fuck?” Princess groaned from underneath me. Somehow during the night she laid on her back, with my body draped across hers. Having this little interruption when I could have my dick inside her again was not making me happy.
“Hang on, Baby.” Scooting out of bed, I threw my jeans on, not bothering to button them.
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