“Yeah, grab a pizza,” Easy called and she held up a hand in acknowledgement.
With a deep sigh, she walked down the stairs. She refused to let them see her face. She was hurt and embarrassed; to them it would be like a beacon of weakness she was not going to show them. She knew it was her choice, what she had chosen; however, she didn’t realize it would be this fucked up.
As she hit the bottom floor, she grimaced. Yep, she was going to have to get used to this. The party was going strong, people drinking and having sex right out in the open. Freedom didn’t look at the faces, she didn’t want too. Because if she did, tomorrow she may not be able to look them in the eye.
Freedom walked to the table and picked up a whole pizza without looking up.
“Oh…look,” she heard a woman say and looked up. Trick was standing there with a smirk on her face and Freedom just stared at her. Don’t show any weakness, she thought. No matter what she was feeling inside. “My guys done with you already I see.”
Trick smirked and then continued. “Right, they will be back in my bed in an hour. It takes a special woman to feed their appetites. Guess I better make sure to eat something before they find me since they are still hungry, it will turn into an all-nighter most likely.”
Freedom ignored her as she continued to pick up some food, but she just followed her. “They just feel sorry for you. Creed said your room would be empty by the end of the week. That will be plenty of time for them all to have tasted your wares.”
Freedom paused when she heard that, Easy had told her something similar, but she had blew it off as him being crude. Now she wasn't so sure. She was going to have to talk to one of the guys about it.
“I think I will take the room then, it is about time I was closer to my men. I know it is why they kept the one by them empty until you, they were holding it for me. I will let them think that putting you there to make me jealous work. 'Cause, damn when they think I am upset they make our time together more than worthwhile,” Trick continued and smiled at Freedom in a way that made her stomach turn.
She was just exhausted, so much crap had gone down in the last few days, and Freedom was over it. Something inside her shifted as she looked at the smirking woman and she suddenly refused to give the bitch the satisfaction of knowing what she was saying hurt her.
“Whatever,” Freedom shrugged.
Trick smiled and then turned to look at Treat who was looking at her strangely. Freedom nodded to the other girl who she did like. She could never understand how the two became such good friends. Treat was nice and friendly, and Trick was a bitch. Maybe it was opposites attracting, she didn’t know or care, Freedom was just ready to go to bed. She had a lump in her stomach that wouldn’t go away. She wasn’t used to playing these weird games.
As she got to the top floor, everyone was silent. She felt as if they had been talking about her and shut up when she came up the stairs. All eyes were on her as she stepped into the room with the food.
“Here,” she said quietly and placed the pizza on the coffee table.
“Thanks, babe,” Poke said and Easy nodded. That was all she got so she turned and looked at the other men who were watching her intently. Was she supposed to be happy they were looking at her with sympathy, because it was just not working for her.
“Don’t forget your beer,” Freedom said sweetly and lifted the bottle she had been cradling against her. It made it easier since they were sitting side by side, as she lifted it and poured it over their heads.
“What the fuck?” Easy roared and jumped up. Poke did the same and then they turned and looked at her with an astonished expression.
“You looked hot, thought a beer would cool you down. Trick is waiting for you downstairs, have a nice fucking night.” She grinned and then turned and walked into her room, whistling the whole way feeling better.
She could hear the others laughing and ribbing the two men and she sighed. Freedom crawled into her bed and closed her eyes. She was going to have to toughen up, or she would be eaten alive here if she didn’t.
*****
Freedom woke slowly, frowning a little at how hot she felt. It was like she was wedged in between heaters. She went to move and realized she wasn’t able to because of the bodies that lay on either side of her. It took a second for her brain to register and then she sat up straight in bed and screamed.
“Huh?” one of the lumps said as he fell from the bed, which caused her to scream again in a high sharp tone. She pulled up the sheets because she had taken off her sweats last night when she'd gotten too hot, and was wearing only her lacy underwear and a tank top.
“Free?” she heard from her other side and she turned quickly, her eyes widening as she saw Easy rubbing a hand over his face looking at her like she was demented. “What the fuck, babe?” Easy grumbled.
“What the fuck? Why are you in my bed?” Freedom yelled.
She could hear shuffling and movement from the other rooms. Damn it, she had woken up some of the others.
“'Cause we wanted to be,” Easy said and fell back, as if that explained everything.
“Get out,” she gritted the words and Poke crawled back into the bed from the floor and moaned.
“Free, come on, girl, we're tired, just fucking fell asleep,” he said sadly.
She looked at the clock, five a.m. and they were just getting to bed. She wondered for a moment what they had been doing up so late, but then she decided she didn’t want to know.
“No,” Easy said and rolled over to go back to sleep.
“What?” Freedom screeched. “This is my bed.”
“Yeah, and we are sleeping in it, like we will be doing for the foreseeable future,” Easy grumbled.
Freedom felt her eyes widen and she looked at Poke who was lying back down and getting comfortable.
“Says who?” Freedom asked.
“Says me, now shut up and lay back down,” Easy said.
“No,” Freedom said and tried to crawl to the foot of the bed. She intended on letting them know she wasn’t going to put up with their shit, she didn’t care what the rest of the club did; she wasn’t just sleeping with whoever wanted to. She had allowed the two men to take her virginity because she had become attracted to them, and for some crazy reason, she liked them a little more than she should.
Easy sat up and grabbed her ankle. “I said lay down.”
Freedom kicked her leg and yelled, “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”
“Ahhh, Free, come on, just a few more hours and then I will get up,” Poke moaned and grabbed her other ankle. They were pulling her struggling figure back to the top of the bed with ease.
“You fuckers,” she growled into the blanket she was struggling faced down on.
She felt the sting on her ass and she froze and looked over her shoulder with an astonished look. “Did you seriously just spank me?”
Easy smirked and then nodded. “Yeah, now lay back down or I will turn that ass red.”
“Fuck you, Easy,” Freedom yelled and turned around on her hands and knees so she was facing him and got into his face. “You are not the boss of me.”
“You wanna go there?” Easy barked.
“Baby girl, you may want to back up.” Poke laughed.
“Fuck you too, Poke. I don’t have to do a damn thing you say. I am my own person, and I get to say who the hell I sleep with or don’t sleep with,” Freedom said and put her hands on her hips. “And I don’t want to fucking sleep with two assholes who fuck me and then act like I am nothing. I am better than that you big bastards. I went to bed because I didn’t want to be like one of the clingy whores I see around here. Then you just come in here and crawl into bed, probably after you fucked someone else, and think that’s okay. Well it isn’t, now get the fuck out of my bed and don’t come back unless you are invited, which by the way will not be for a long time.”
Freedom braced herself on the bed with her arms and then kicked her legs out and kicked them in the crotch a
nd knocked them out of the bed. She heard both men cuss at her but she didn’t care. How dare they just crawl into her bed after being fucking assholes? They didn’t get to order her around. Then she stood on her bed and started yelling again.
“Thank you so much for taking care of popping my cherry last night, but now I need to get some more experience.” She turned and motioned to the others who had wandered out to see what was going on. Not caring about her state of undress, she pointed to Rock who was smiling at her.
“Rock is gonna fuck me tonight,” Freedom yelled at Easy who was gingerly standing up holding his crotch while she could hear Poke behind her moaning and struggling to stand as well.
“Huh?” Rock said with a stunned look on his face.
“Yeah,” Freedom said and then announced, “and Kink the night after. So you see my bed will be full for a while.”
Kink who was grinning at Freedom, said, “Hell yeah, sweet thing, any time.”
“The fuck you say,” Easy roared and Freedom laughed at him.
“I may be a Bitch, but I am a picky Bitch,” Freedom said and then looked at Shady and Creed who were grinning at her and nodding their encouragement.
“Look who showed up to the party,” Shady laughed and clapped her hands. “I knew you had it in you, Free, see I told you, under all that sweet was a Bitch, she just needed to be let out to play.”
“Shut up, Shady,” Easy yelled and then turned to Freedom who was bouncing a little on the bed, amped up and in a mood to fight. “No one but us is gonna be fucking that pussy, Free, and we will tell you when we are done with it.”
“Are you for real?” Freedom said. “You don’t get to use me like that.”
“Not using the fucking willing, we told you this already. You agreed, while we were fucking it was just us,” Poke finally said.
“Well, we are fucking no more, it’s that simple,” Freedom said. “I found I didn’t like those arrangements, especially when you are dipping your dicks in other pools. I don’t want to catch anything.”
“Babe, did we not tell you that while we were fucking you, it would only be you?” Poke said calmly and she turned.
“Yeah, you also told Magnum dinner was good two days ago and then you threw it in the trash when his back was turned.” Freedom snorted and she heard Magnum yell something to Easy.
“Babe,” Easy growled and then stalked to the side of the bed and grabbed her arm. “Not doing this right now, I said it was us, and that is the way it is. Now stop acting like a fucking teenager and get your ass back into bed.”
Creed snorted and said. “Wow, you are a dumbass.”
Freedom felt anger in her she had never felt before, had been holding it in for days, all the crap, all the pain, and it just came out. With a roar, she leaned back, clenched her fist, and swung.
“Oh shit,” Poke said when he heard the crack and Easy’s grunt of pain.
Freedom screamed and grabbed her hand crying. “Fuck!” she yelled and fell to the bed cradling her hand and howling in pain.
Easy shook his head and reached up to feel his nose, blood had exploded out of it and was dripping down his chin. He grinned at Poke before saying, “Damn, she broke my fucking nose. She has a great hook, man.”
“Shit, she broke her fucking hand,” Rock mused as Freedom continued to cry on the bed.
“Oh, baby girl,” Poke said, crawling to her in the middle of the bed. “Let me see.”
“Ouch,” Freedom said as Easy pulled her quickly to him and looked at her hand.
“Babe, you need to go to the hospital,” Easy whispered. Freedom looked up at him and cried harder.
“I’m sorry,” Freedom said with a horrified look on her face. She had hurt him, she thought.
“Ain’t nothing but a thing,” Easy said and reached up and placed two fingers on either side of his nose and pushed quickly. He grabbed a shirt, wiped away the blood, and turned back to her. “Done it a million times.”
“Ewww,” Shady laughed.
“Oh my God,” Freedom cried. “I hit someone, and hurt them.”
“Sure did,” Easy smiled and looked at the guys who were moving into action now. “You all see that, our little bunny is not as tame and docile as we thought.”
The men laughed and shook their heads, “She is gonna break it again if you call her a bunny one more time,” Magnum said.
“Fuck yeah she is,” Easy laughed and then bent over and picked her up. “Poke, grab her sweats, let’s get her checked out.”
“We got some sick and twisted shit going on around here.” Kink laughed and clapped his hands.
Chapter Fourteen
“She is high,” Poke laughed at Freedom who was lying in the back of the car they borrowed to take her to the hospital.
“Yeah, so much for us worrying about her getting tainted in our life style,” Easy said.
That had been their biggest argument while they let her make up her mind about joining the club. Even after they had made her come that first time, they pulled back, wanting her to figure out if this is what she wanted. They had been surprised when she had just continued as if nothing had happened. Sure, it had been a test of sorts, but both men figured she would run. They had argued when she didn’t.
Easy thought she was too sweet for them. They were assholes, who were never going to be able to make a commitment. It wasn’t in them to because they wanted something very few people could understand. The men were like two halves of a whole, and they would never separate, they were a package deal, and other than the obvious, that women liked being fucked by the both of them. They had never met a woman who could stand up to the two overbearing assholes and actually deal with them.
Poke just wanted her; there was something about her that calmed the fire in him, had since she met him. He hadn’t wanted to admit it, but over the last few weeks he hadn’t had a choice, and after last night, when she poured the beer over their heads, he had known. So had Easy, she was theirs and that’s all there was to it. It was up to them what they did with the knowledge.
“Awe,” Freedom said from the back seat. “You are both so pretty.”
“Yeah, babe, we are.” Easy laughed.
“I am sorry I broke your pretty nose, Easy Peasy.” Freedom snorted.
“I know, honey,” Easy said smoothly. “You told me already.”
“But I am really sorry, you know, I just fucking snapped,” Freedom said, trying to snap with her fingers with her good hand and couldn’t. She frowned and went silent, trying to perform the small task.
“Damn, she is stoned.” Poke smiled. “Think she’s gonna be pissed when she wakes up tomorrow with that cast on her hand.”
“Probably,” Easy snorted and shook his head. His nose hurt where she had hit him, but the pain was nothing compared to what Freedom was going to feel in the morning. He was used to broken bones, but according to her, she had never had a broken bone.
“She was pissed this morning though,” Poke said firmly.
“Yep, the sooner she figures it out the better though, until we are done, she is ours,” Easy said as they pulled into the club parking lot.
“Creed wants us to go on another run next week. We need more weapons, with the Diablos and all those other assholes trying to move into our space, we are going to have to flex real soon,” Poke said lowly.
“Yeah, we got some shit to take care of. Things are gonna get bad here soon,” Easy said.
“Poke-a-dot,” Freedom sang off key at the top of her lungs.
“Yeah, baby girl.” Poke laughed.
“You still wanna fuck me?” Freedom giggled.
“Yeah, baby girl,” Poke laughed.
“Good, 'cause I want to too,” Freedom said. “Just gimme a minute and I will be ready.”
“Okay,” Poke laughed and got out of the car. He laughed when he opened the back door to find her lying on the seat, tangled in her top passed out.
“Shit,” Easy said shaking his head. “Kinda sick that I find her s
ilence sexy, huh.”
“Yeah, me too.” Poke laughed and picked her up and took her into the clubhouse.
“We have a meeting in a few, let’s get her settled and get moving,” Easy said.
*****
“We haven’t figured out how they got in,” Easy said. “The security says someone turned it off, but someone also had to open the gates because there are no holes in our fence.”
Creed nodded. “We have a traitor.”
The men in the room shifted. They all knew what that meant, because no one betrayed the club and lived to tell about it. If it were someone in the room, they would never make it to the door.
“Watched the video of the night, there were a lot of people coming in and out of the house 'cause of the party. Most of the whores were given a room at the apartments,” Poke announced. “All rooms were occupied, and unless I am missing something, everyone who was not in the club was accounted for.”
Easy stood and looked around the room, not everyone was there, some of the guys were in guarding the businesses and others were at the clubhouse and property making sure no one got in the gates. However, the three men he needed to talk to were here, and they were ready to deal with business if they had too. It had taken too fucking long to go through all of the videos.
“Sting,” Easy said and the tall thin man jumped. He was new, just brought in from the other chapter three months ago.
“Yeah,” the man said quickly.
“You got something to tell us?” Easy said slowly.
“Nah, I was in with Candy when shit went down,” Sting said.
“You been hanging with Candy a lot, yeah?” Easy said.
“Yeah,” Sting nodded slowly.
“So you know the bitch is dealing fucking meth?” Poke said quickly and rose to move around the other side of the room. The tension in the room shifted. Most of the guys knew that meth had been a problem in the area.
“Nah, man,” Spike said nervously.
“Don’t fuck with me, man, we know she is,” Easy said.
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