“No!” they yelled in unison. “You’re not fucking her,” one of them said adamantly.

“Now… now boys.” I said, letting my words drip like sweet honey. “It’s all right. We’ll make due,” I said, grabbing his hand.

“Dude. You wanna get patched in… this is not one to touch,” one of the B.Boys said.

“Come on.” I pulled his arm before he had a chance to think. No one needed to know. It’d be a quick fuck and done. I raced to the hallway because I needed his dick inside me now.

Reaching the bathroom, I slammed the door and locked it, pushing Nick against the door and kissing his neck while tearing at his clothes. His chest was defined, and his stomach had a small pouch to it, but I didn’t give a flying shit. Ripping his pants off, I got to work.

Chapter 5—Cruz

After settling Cooper in his crib in my room, I searched for Princess, but everywhere I looked she didn’t turn up. I knew she had to be here somewhere. No one would dare let her leave the property.

Finding Breaker and Buzz, they pushed me a beer across the bar. “You seen Princess?” They both eyed each other as if they were talking between themselves with their eyes. It was pissing me off. What the fuck was going on?

“I asked you a fucking question. Where is she?” I growled, slamming my hand down on the bar causing everything on it to shake.

“We had our brother come here for lockdown,” Buzz said, visibly nervous as he should fucking be.

“She’s fucking him?” Fury raced through my body as they ignored my question. I was gonna crush this little asshole and then spank her fucking ass. “Where?”

“Bathroom, I think,” Breaker mumbled.

“I’ll deal with you two later.” Stalking off down the hall, there was no way to keep my temper in check. It was full bore. She wanted to fuck… I’ll give her a fuck. I turned the door handle; it was locked. “Open the fucking door, Princess!” I said banging on the door hard, shaking the walls. “Now!”

“Go away!” she yelled through the door.

“Open it or I’m busting it the fuck down!” Fuck it. Using my boot, I kicked the door as hard as I could, sending pieces of it flying in every direction. Princess didn’t move from the countertop, but the prick that was on his knees in front of her jumped as far back as he could crashing into the bath tub. What a pussy.

Stalking over to the guy, I picked his naked ass up off the ground, throwing him out the broken door, slamming him against the back wall along with his clothes right behind him. “Don’t let me see you later.” I snarled in warning.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Princess clipped. She sat there in her black lacy bra with her jeans unbuttoned. She looked like a beautiful goddess, and if I weren’t so damn pissed at her; I would want to treat her like one. But right now I was too fucking pissed.

“Wrong with me? I’ll tell you; you’re with me, and you go and fuck some asshole?” Moving in between her legs, I looked at all the curves of her body making my mouth dry and my throat catch. The tats on her upper shoulder and arm were works of art… skulls, flames with intricate flowers mixed in, no doubt a tribute to the club.

“I’m not yours. You can’t claim someone who doesn’t want to be claimed.” She crossed her arms, pushing those beautiful tits higher as her nipples peeked from under her bra.

“Bullshit. You’ve been here long enough to know how this shit works. No other guy here is to touch you. No guy period is to touch you. Ever. Except me.”

“You fucking wish,” she said, trying to pull away from me like that was gonna fucking happen.

“I don’t wish shit. I take it.” Grabbing her legs, I pulled her down to the edge of the counter. She tried to squirm away, but I locked her down with my arm. “Don’t, you know you want this.”

Pulling her zipper and pants down, she was commando and damn if that didn’t cause my dick to throb. “I can’t,” she said quietly.

“Fuck yeah, you can.” She acted as if she was fighting with herself. She wasn’t fighting what I was doing, but she wasn’t participating, either. Something in her snapped as she tore at my clothes. In a matter of seconds… we were both naked. Her lips crashed into mine as she tried to take control, but I wouldn’t allow it. This was my show.

Princess’s breathing picked up rapidly. Reaching down between our bodies, my hand grazed her sopping wet pussy. Sliding my fingers in her hot flesh, her pussy gripped them, tightly pulling them further into her body greedily. “You like that?” Princess made some sort of strangled sound deep in her throat urging me on.

“Answer me.” I growled. “Always answer me.”

“Yes.” She whispered.

She was way too fucking quiet. There was no fucking way she wasn’t going to be screaming my name. Her quick panting noises were driving me crazy, but I wanted the scream. Reaching into my jeans on the floor, I grabbed a condom, sheathing myself in record time. I needed to feel her pussy around my dick. Pulling her legs up and bending them at the knees, so her feet were resting on the counter, and she was open wide to me, I placed my arms on either side of her body trapping her. “This isn’t gonna be gentle,” I said before crashing my lips down feeling her soft flesh.

Punching my cock inside her, I wasn’t surprised that she was tight as shit. The knowledge that no one had been inside of her for two years had me pushing harder. I wanted to claim this woman, and as soon as this shit gets sorted out, I’ll have her fucking bareback. She screamed as I rammed the last little bit of my cock inside of her. “You’re so fucking tight, Baby.”

“God, that feels so good,” she said as her head rolled back. Lifting up, I pumped in and out of her hard, loving her vice grip pussy. The room was sweltering, and sweat dripped down my body mixing with hers creating an erotic aroma my dick couldn’t get enough of.

“Time to come, Princess.” Taking my thumb, I rubbed her clit roughly, sending her off into her explosion. She screamed my name loud, just as I said she would. My dick throbbed as she milked every last drop of cum out of me. Collapsing onto her, our bodies trembling as we tried to catch our breath, I didn’t want to disconnect from her yet, the connection was too much.

Claps coming from the doorway had both of our heads snapping to the sound. Shit. The fucking door. “Get out!” I shouted.

Dagger and Rhys were standing in the doorway with shit-eating grins plastered on their faces. “Fucking awesome show. Now I need to get laid.” Dagger took off, and Rhys just stood in place.

“Get one of the Prospects to find a door out back!” I growled as he eyed Princess’s body. Not that he could see much, but I didn’t fucking like it. He chuckled, shaking his head walking off.

“Get off,” Princess said, trying to push me off.

“No.” Her damn brain was taking over again.

“Now!” she yelled her anger rising.

“No. Stop whatever it is that you’re thinking.” I could only imagine the shit that was racing through that thick skull of hers. She seemed to like to conger up shit for the fun of it.

“This is why I don’t fuck brothers. It won’t happen again.” She tried to push me off of her, but I wouldn’t budge.

“Listen to me. That’s enough of this fucking bullshit. My dick in you right now says that no one touches you, but me. Got it?”

Her eyes showed a small bit of vulnerability that I hadn’t seen before. She’s always so damn strong and hard to read. “What about her?” Her voice was barely a whisper.

“She’s nothing. She’s only here because she wouldn’t leave Cooper. But that shit’s about to change.”

“How?”

“You’re gonna be my ol’ lady. You’re gonna be part of Cooper’s life. I’m not having her hanging around.”

“You want me to be his mom? We just fucking met! Are you fucking crazy? And ol’ lady?” Her eyes lit up in panic as her breathing picked up.