Page 105 of Pulse
Chapter 32
Ash
Standing by the side of the cage as Ren began her bout for the night, I couldn’t help my wandering eyes.
She was perfect. She fit me in every way I could think of. Firm tits, tight ass, snug pussy and when she fought…fuck, that got me hard every time. Trust me to fall for a fighter.
Ren was up against a fighter named Storm this time round. She had a good strike rate against this one and I wasn’t that worried. Spitfire had this in the bag as far as I was concerned.
It was a full house at The Underground tonight and being so close to the Championship, I wouldn’t expect anything less. The fights became longer and more aggressive as better fighters were paired up. This was the time that the real challenge began.
“Hey.”
I glanced up at Hamish, who’d appeared beside me. He was having a great season sitting in third place, but due to me and Hammer he didn’t even have a shot at the Championship this round. Even if he won all of his remaining fights, he wasn’t getting close to second. Still, the Irish fighter took it in his stride. He was sitting pretty on a couple of million bucks, so who was he to complain?
I grunted and turned my attention back on the cage where Ren and Storm were grappling. He obviously wanted to talk to me about something. It wasn’t often he sought me out, though I knew he was there keeping his end of the bargain. Watching our backs just as I watched his.
“Don’t think I didn’t see what passed between you and Hammer the other week,” Hamish said without looking at me. He was sure of himself, the cocky bastard.
“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll shut your fuckin’ mouth,” I snarled, watching Ren land a punch right into Storm’s ribs.
“Does she know?”
I started grinding my teeth together, holding back the words I wanted to spit out at him. It was none of his fuckin’ business. What had he done for me lately? Stopped me from punching Hammer’s head right off of his shoulders. I didn’t owe Hamish ’The Goblin’ any explanation.
He took my silence as an admission. “She’s goin’ to rip your balls off if she finds out.”
I turned to stare at him this time, just incase he didn’t understand my warning. “I reckon that’s my problem to deal with.”
“On your own?” Hamish raised an eyebrow.
“You want to be BFF’s or somethin’?” I muttered.
“Hey, you’re uptight, but I reckon we get along well enough.” He winked and I found myself wanting to knock his head off as well.
He watched me as I watched Ren and it pissed me off more than it should. What the fuck was he looking for? A threesome? I didn’t share.
Finally, he spat it out. “I see what you have with Reign and I can’t say that I’m not jealous, because I am.”
I glanced at him and didn’t understand the look on his face.
“Do right by her, mate,” he said. “You don’t know how lucky you are.”
He clapped a hand on my shoulder before backing away. It wasn’t until he’d gone that I realized the fight was over and Ren was exiting the cage. I couldn’t begin to even speculate what had gotten up Hamish’s ass. Maybe he just wanted a woman of his own. What the fuck did I know? I hardly knew the guy.
Ren stood in front of me and her hand came to rest on my chest, snapping me out of my daze.
“Everything good?” she asked, gazing up at me. She was high on adrenaline, her pretty brown eyes sparkling.
No, no it wasn’t good, but I couldn’t tell her that. I pulled her into my arms, not giving a crap about the sweat that coated her body, and lowered my lips to her ear.
“I’m going to take you back to Beat and I’m going to bend you over the kitchen table and sink my cock into your sweet little pussy, balls deep.” I felt her body tighten as she gasped. “Then I’m going to press my finger in your ass. You know what that will do?”
