Page 86 of Property of Camo

Skyla has chosen to have the club’s patch on her wrist, but she is having the bandana colored in pink, making it all girly and perfect for her. Winger agreed, and reached out to Big Daddy to confirm that it was okay for her to add in the color.

“Excuse me, I am sorry for jumping in, but aren’t you one of the owners of ‘Fit Tribe’ gym?” a young woman calls to us from the next chair where she is getting a new tattoo.

Skyla smiles at her, but I eye her cautiously.

“I am, yes. Do you have a membership there?” my woman asks.

“I do. I joined the self-defense and the spin classes.” She rolls her eyes. “They are killer but it will be worth it. I’m Emily, by the way.”

“It is nice to meet you, Emily. Now with some of the MC members helping out, we can offer more classes. I am so happythat what happened with me and one of my partners did not deter people from coming to us.”

“Oh, hell no. My girlfriend and I were just saying the other day that we should now more than ever be on our guard, because you never know when you could be assaulted. I am glad that you and your friend are okay, though.”

“Thank you.”

Skyla beams with pride and I can’t help but fall in love with her even more. Since she went back to work, I know that she has pushed to get more self-defense classes up and running.

Halen and Shift have joined in to help take some classes also, which has brought the women to the gym in droves.

Clark is almost back to full health, but I know that Halen is itching to get his hands on him, so we will see how long he holds out. The women talk for a short time, while Rolley finishes up my ink.

Hooking my finger through the loopholes of Skyla’s jeans, I pull her back to me, making her laugh.

“All done, baby; what do you think?” I hold my arm out for her to see.

“I love it, Reece. The crown is amazing.” Her lips touch mine, my hands going to her waist, pulling her into my lap.

I hear cat calls and cheering, and we smile against each other. Skyla has gotten used to my need for PDA; it is like I need everyone in the vicinity to know that she is mine.

“Your turn, babe.” Luckily for me as a supernatural, I heal quickly; plus, Halen will make sure that it heals fast.

Rolley adds a Dermaskin patch to my ink, to keep it protected until we get back to the clubhouse. Getting to my feet, I kiss my woman once more before she replaces me on the stool.

“I can’t believe I am finally getting a tattoo.” Her excitement shows in her voice, making me grin.

“They are addictive, sweet cheeks. Look at me. I started out with an eagle on my arm, and I am now covered over eighty percent of my body,” Rolley replies.

He is not lying; he is covered pretty much everywhere. I have even wondered if his dick is tattooed. That shit has got to hurt.

“I don’t mind. I kind of have a board on Pinterest of ones that I like. Maybe I could add another design to me today.” My head snaps in her direction, seeing her smiling coyly at me.

Leaning down, I rest my hands on the chair on either side of her hips. Her pupils dilate with me this close, her breath hitches. Biting her lips, I swoop in and lick her lips, making her gasp, before I slip my tongue into her mouth.

“What are you adding, baby?” My voice is low and just for her.

Licking her lips, she grins.

“I want your name on my ring finger, on my left hand.”

Well, fuck me sideways.

My cock stiffens into a lead pipe in my jeans at what she wants.

“You are making it really fucking hard to not take you right here and now, baby.”

Her teeth sink into her lip again, and I growl.

“After. You can take me anyway you want.”

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