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“You are fucking done. This is the last time that you come at an Ol’ Lady of the club. You have one hour to get out.”

She stares at him with narrowed eyes showing her anger, her fists clenched at her sides.

“You will regret this, Racer. Fucking regret it.” She stamps away, almost knocking me over, but my man step to me, arm around my waist, pulling me to him.

“I fucking dare you to touch my woman,” he snarls at her.

“I love a good flay, don’t you? Maybe we could see just how many puncture holes it takes for your fake tits to deflate,” Savage casually says, leaning against the wall, ankles crossed while he cleans his nails with a knife.

Her eyes flash wide, then narrow and she marches away.

“You have issues, brother,” Racer says to Savage, who winks.

That man is too sexy for his own good. Dark hair and blond tips, which is shorter on the sides and longer on top that he spikes up. With both ears pierced, he wear different earrings in both, but it is the tattoos that add to his dark side.

He has tattoos up his neck, and down both arms, one covering his hand.

“You like my issues, they have helped us out in times of need, brother. But for now I will take my issues back outside because I need a beer, before I get to hear these two fuck like sex is going out of fashion.” He leaves.

“On that note of loud fucking, I am joining the men for a drink, or fucking ten,” Racer pipes up, but looks to me. “You did good, standing your ground. Proud of you.” He leaves and the women follow.

Darian winks at me, giving me the thumbs up.

“Prospect, this will not go unnoticed,” Target says to Reid.

He nods and leaves also.

Kohen and I go into his room and I bite my nails, turning to look at him.

The door closes and he looks at me with a knowing look on his face. Stepping to me, his hands rest on my hips, inching closer. His scent of oil and beer bathes me and soothes any tension but the question is bouncing around my head.

I know I should not let her win, but I can’t stop what I feel and think.

“I do not need a cock in my life. You are more than enough. I fucking love you, Mads. Now and for-fucking-ever, baby. Now kiss your man.” I smile at him, going up on my toes to give him the kiss that he wants. Then I drop to my knees and give him what I want.

My fingers work his belt and buttons, then push his jeans and boxer briefs down his thick thighs. Licking my lips, his cock springs free, and I lick the tip, cleaning up the bead of precome there.

“You like the taste of me, baby?” I nod, my lips widening, and taking the tip into my mouth.

He growls. His nostrils flaring, his teeth sink into his lip as I take more of him. Humming around his length, he grips my hair tighter, urging me on, to take him all.

Kohen has taught me that sex can be good, can be enjoyed by both people involved. Or sometimes more. Right now, I am making him feel good with my mouth, my own body is alight with desire for him. Rumbles of noises come from him as I suck hard, running my mouth up and down his cock.

Gripping his balls, his hips arch, pressing into my mouth more, and making me gag, which makes him grin.

“Fucking love your mouth on me, baby.” His fingers thread into my hair that I left down, and he tugs at the strands making my eyes water, but I keep going.

I know that he would never hurt me, he is just lost in the sensation while making sure that I am still okay.

“Oh, fuck that is good. Keep sucking, Mads. I am going to come in your mouth, coating your throat with my cum.” He pants, his eyes dark as they gaze down at me. “Yes, like that. Oh, fuck, I am going to come. Swallow it all, baby. Yes.”

I lick him clean, dropping my hand from his balls, resting it on his thigh, and then look up at him.

He pulls me to my feet, lowering me onto the bed and looms over me. He kisses my lips, his tongue delving into my mouth, tasting himself. His mouth moves lower, kissing across my cheek, then my jaw, down to my neck and across my collarbone.

He moves to my bicep, where I carry the scar of the bullet, and my body shivers from his lips, my nipples hardening into peaks.

He looks up at me, a smile in place. “I am going to fuck you so damn hard, baby. I have missed your pussy.”

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