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Like now, I get the choice to check my phone and come up instead of him coming for me. I check the time and know the choice isn’t there today. Leaning down, I sink my teeth into the flesh of her ass cheek and bite down. Kenz squeals and I grin down at her when she turns and rubs her ass while glaring at me.

I point to my wrist and to the ceiling.

I take satisfaction in the way her shoulders sag and she groans in disappointment. “My brothers are here, right?”

A tight nod makes a string of curses rip from her and then she jumps off the bed.

When she walks past me, she snaps, “You better let them know we’re gonna be there in fifteen minutes because we’re gonna shower first.”

With a smile on my face, I search for my phone and then shoot a message to Thorsten to let him know we’ll be upstairs in half an hour. Because shower sex needs to be crossed off my list first.

CHAPTER SEVEN

– KENZ –

I’m not wearing any make-up and threw some oversized clothes on I pulled from Falcon’s closet. I’m definitely walking funny from the way my old man fucked me. Twice, with added oral as an appetizer. The dam definitely broke when it involves Falcon and sex.

It’s hard to believe the man went from zero to obsessed with his dick and putting it inside me. Delicious, hence the walking funny. Another thing that’s hard to believe? The way he’s rough, raw, and demanding while being a virgin. He’s literally a dream come true when it comes to the perfect man. Not to mention, his dick has my name written all over it. Well, technically above it, but my name nonetheless.

The thought of a relationship, of a man controlling aspects of my life, is still suffocating…yet letting go of Falcon, knowing I’m the only woman he’s touched? Jealousy is a green monster making me see red. Without any guilt I could go on a killing spree with one of Falcon’s knives and cut the throats of any bitch who would so much as dare to touch him.

Shit. What the hell is happening to me?

There’s no time to think about my mental ramblings when I come face-to-face with most of my family standing in the middle of Wisely Dicey’s clubhouse.

“Mom? Dad?” I frown. “I just thought Heath and Hayden were coming over. Why bring the whole family?”

Bran and Dee, their old ladies, both shoot me a grin. I can’t believe they showed up with their women and our parents in tow. Everyone except for my twin sister, Makayla, is here. Makayla is out of the country with her husband, Baton.

He’s a former member of Broken Deeds. My twin is a doctor who likes to volunteer where medical personnel are needed. Both decided to cut ties here and live their own life by helping others.

Hayden glares at me. “Our old ladies wanted to come to see for themselves why you would suddenly have an old man. Dad overheard us discussing it, and he told Ma. Now, care to explain what the fuck happened? ’Cause last I remember you would rather eat a shoe than be caught in a biker’s bed. Not to mention, you went out of town to distance yourself from the brotherhood. Now we hear you’re tied to the same MC as our cousin, Livi? Damn straight we’re all here to find out what the hell is so special about Wisely Dicey that even our cousin, Archer, whips out a contract with the government for. I mean, the fucker never once offered it to Areion Fury MC.”

“Probably because AF MC has always worked with Broken Deeds and you guys are basically woven together through blood,” I mutter and cross my arms in front of my chest to glare at my twin brothers who are standing side-by-side. Raising my voice I grit, “You got enough of an eyeful of Wisely Dicey, and I don’t have to justify any of my actions to you. So, fucking leave already, asshole.”

A large hand covers my hip and slowly slides across my belly to pull me back against a hard body. His thumb slides under my shirt and he slowly strokes my bare skin. Strangely enough, the touch is soothing. Maybe because it’s combined by his silence–duh, he doesn’t speak–but he’s literally showing me he has my back.

Heath’s eyes narrow. “This doesn’t make sense. Kenz is bullheaded and won’t ever change her mind, not about something she’s practically allergic to. Something she avoids like the fucking plague, just like her twin.”

Hayden steps up beside his twin. “Are you trying to make two MCs go head-to-head the way Makayla did after she opened her legs–”

Both my brothers curse when our mother grabs them each by the ear. “Behave or I’ll have your father kick you out of this clubhouse. I won’t have any of my kids disrespecting one of our own. Understood?”

The twins grumble an “understood” in sync.

My mother drops her hands and looks me in the eye when she demands, “Explain why we’re here, Makenzie.”

The way my mother says my full name is probably why I prefer Kenz. Just hearing the full version makes my shoulders hunch, knowing Ma will give me an earful if I don’t tell her the truth.

Bran and Dee, also twins and the old ladies of my twin brothers, chuckle.

It’s Bran who steps forward, points over my shoulder at Falcon, and states, “One look is enough. Besides, Blue, you also read Lynn’s message when she saw the guy. It’s catnip when it involves Kenz. The stuff she reads, him looking like that? Yeah, hence the euphoria and seeming completely at ease with him having her back.”

“Right,” Dee quips. “Plus, he might not talk, but the man is letting her handle shit while supporting her. See how he’s gripping her and how his face is all pinched? He wants to pound a few faces.” Waggling her finger she adds, “Don’t even try, asshole. We’re all very well trained when it comes to fighting.”

“There will be no fighting,” Livi states and comes to a stop next to me.

A sigh rips from me. I might have planned to leave with my brothers today, but this morning changed my plans drastically.

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