“Would you like that Storm?” Lana asks her. “It’s just going to be an exotic dance club, just dancing. If you’re not comfortable with that, we can find something else for you to do. It might help get you back on your feet again.”

“Just dancing?” Storm asks.

“Just dancing,” Lana and I say together.

“Yeah, yeah that’ll be okay. Thank you.”

We say our goodbyes to all the girls who are escorted by club members to the greyhound station. Lana and Tatiana take the other three back to our house. I on the other hand, go back to the clubhouse. I live there. I’ve never even stayed or seen the house yet. With lockdown, Braxxon isn’t letting me out that much. The only reason Lana and Tatiana get to stay at the house is because Pyro and ZZ stay there. Pyro isn’t letting Lana outta his sight, and ZZ isn’t letting his daughter far from his either. I’m thankful he isn’t keeping her trapped in the clubhouse too much. She has already lost enough shit; she doesn’t need to lose all of her freedom too.

I ride back with Sniper who is kind of irritated with Braxxon taking Shadow with him on whatever it is he’s doing. I told Sniper it’s because Braxxon only trusts him taking care of me, which is the straight truth and he just grunted in response as he helped me off the bike when we park in the compound parking lot. I’m happy to see Brax and Shadow pulling in.

“Everything good?” he asks Sniper as he throttles down and backs his bike in.

“Yeah Prez, everything is good,” he grunts walking away.

“What the f**k?” Brax tilts his head asking.

“Don’t.” I hold up my hand.

I think it’s kinda cute, his brother being jealous of him being out with Shadow instead of him. It shows that these badass bikers do have a heart deep down.

“Fine… come, I need to f**k you,” he says pulling me quickly into the clubhouse. “Clear the f**k out,” he roars and everyone scatters. Even some of the brothers nod and head either outside or to their apartments.

“Brax—,” my words are cut off as he lifts me onto the bar. He drags my pants down to my ankles and then lifts my legs over his head so that they fall behind his back. Oh, he’s done this before. He undoes his jeans, his c**k springing free.

He rams into me repeatedly, and I let my body fall back against the bar as I dig my heels into his ass.

“I,” thrust. “Love,” thrust. “You,” thrust.

Oh god. “I love you, too,” I moan as he speeds up.

“Thank f**k,” he roars as he lifts me off the bar and spins us around, smashing my back against a wall.

Braxxon takes my arms from around his neck and lifts them above my head bounding both of my wrists with just one of his hands while the other grips my ass tightly.

“How long, baby?” he groans as I clamp myself tightly around his cock.

“Since the moment you seized me,” I moan while looking into his gray eyes. “I just didn’t realize.”

No more words are spoken after that. Braxxon just continues to make love to me against the wall until we both reach our sated bliss.

26

I’m itching at the bit to show Winter and Lana the space for their club. I just wanna do everything in my power to make her happy now. Since Pyro can’t ride all that well yet with his gunshot wound and Lana is still sore from hers, we take Berry’s Navigator to the space. I don’t even have the Navigator in park before the girls squeal and jump out.

“Right,” Pyro murmurs.

He’s still a little sour because Lana won’t have anything to do with him other than help care for his injury. He stays moody as we walk slowly to the doors and that earns me a look from Winter who is scowling.

“Hurry up,” she yells at me as she bounces up and down like a child.

“I’m comin’, Angel.”

“Not for a while you won’t be if you don’t hurry the hell up,” she threatens, and that comment makes me pick up my pace.

“So wrong, baby.” I shake my head as I unlock the door and open it. She and Lana don’t even let me get outta of the way before they’re barreling past me.

“Yeah, but you love me anyway,” she says laughing as they enter the space.

“Love her,” Pyro says in disbelief. “When did that shit happen?”

I quirk my eyebrow and flick at my lip rings with my tongue. “Shut the f**k up; like you don’t love Lana. All you do is mope around the damn clubhouse when you aren’t with her.”

“She wants nothing to do with me,” he groans rubbing at his neck. “I don’t f**king know what to do.”

“Time, that’s what it took with Angel.”

And a lot of damn patience, I just don’t add that last part because all the brothers are the same, none of us have a bit of patience. We are used to getting our damn way.

“Oh. My. God. It’s totally perfect, baby,” Angel screams, running over to me. She jumps up, wraps her legs around my waist, and smashes her lips to mine. “Thank you,” she whispers against my mouth.

“Mmm… my pleasure, baby,” I whisper back. I’m about to swallow those beautiful lips again when the prepay starts ringing. Angel sighs and climbs down. I already miss the feeling of her core pressing hard against my dick.

“Answer your phone; I’m gonna call Bom Bom and Creamy and have them bring us some lunch. I wanna show them this place.”