CHAPTER NINE
Three days later
– FATAL –
“The marks you put on her are fading,” Heart says and takes a swig of his beer.
I pull my gaze from the woman in question, who is sitting two tables away from us, and focus on the bottle of beer in my hand. “The hint of cinnamon and lower alcohol doesn’t diminish the taste of the beer, it complements it. Nice.”
“Yeah, slide right by the discussion at hand, Prez, that’ll fix it.” Heart snickers.
Taking another swig of the beer, I place the now empty bottle on the table in front of me. “Norie isn’t up for discussion.”
Not until Sevrin shows up and I either let her go or claim her.
Claiming an old lady isn’t what popped into my own mind.
It’s a seed planted by Big Daddy. The fucker said it’s the only option to put a stop to Sevrin taking an unclaimed woman.
Doesn’t matter if a club brother is her father, if Norie wants to leave, Sevrin can take her.
The thought of letting her go feels like a tight band around my chest, ready to break my damn ribs and squash whatever’s inside.
It might be the very thing Sevrin mentioned, how people will take advantage of her due to her abilities.
Not only did she save my life, and Heart’s, but she also pointed out the money and merchandise Gilpin has embezzled.
Heart and I have decided to keep it between us for now. First, we thought Melon was the only one who betrayed us, but discovering it’s not just some one-time deal? A deeper betrayal with multiple members involved? Yeah, we need to bide our time and kill every single one involved.
Risky. Especially when Gilpin has been trying to get Norie alone. She called him out on messing with the books the second she stepped foot inside the clubhouse. Hell, she didn’t even know to what extent because it happened before we were shot at, and before she went over our own books.
“Another beer, Prez?” Anya purrs as she leans in to show her huge tits.
Tits I’ve had in my hands. They are nice, and yet I don’t want another go at her. Norie’s tits are more than a handful. The thought of her lush twins makes my cock twitch with the need to grab hold and fuck them. Yeah, perfection.
“We could skip the beer and fuck if you keep staring at me like that,” she states with a sultry voice.
“Here’s a thought. Serve beer to paying customers because that’s why your name is on a contract.” Norie’s voice sounds as if she’s merely stating a fact. “Or, you know, we could skip beer and terminate your contract if you’d prefer to dick-hop for free during work hours.”
Anya glares at Norie and snaps, “You don’t have any authority, or any say in who I can fuck.” She points at Norie’s neck. “He’s had you once and it mustn’t have been nice enough to go have another go.”
“Bitch fight coming up in three...two...” Heart whispers.
“Fuck on your own damn time, cunt.” There’s fire in Norie’s voice this time.
Norie turns to Heart who is staring at her, and mutters, “The C-word was necessary this time.”
Heart snickers. “Sure, doll.”
Norie plunks down on a chair next to Heart. “Don’t call me doll, it makes me think of a blowup one with the open mouth. Weird for sure.”
A soft touch on my arm pulls my attention away from Heart and Norie. “I’m what you need, Fatal.”
Her words and touch feel like acid, reminding me of the cunts who earned me my road name.
I rip my arm away from Anya. “What I don’t need is a woman who welcomes the cock of my brothers into her cunt on a daily basis. If I’m going to whip out my cock it’ll be going into the sweet pussy sitting next to Heart. The one untainted by any of my brothers and is mine alone to corrupt.”
“I’m pretty sure you can’t corrupt my pussy, or any pussy for that matter,” Norie tartly replies.
I shoot her a glare and she fucking shrugs. This. The smart mouth, the indifference, the tartness, her tight pussy, her appearance; it’s the package deal my body responds to. Though, it’s mostly her indifference instead of the needy attitude other women who hang around the club have.
Anya’s mouth turns into a flat line and instead of reacting to me, the one who just laid it out to her, she turns to Norie. “Your time will be up soon enough and then I’m the one who will be sucking his cock.”
“Wow,” Norie whispers. “There’s a visual I didn’t need in my head.”
Heart, who just took a sip of his beer, coughs when the beer comes out through his nose from the sudden laugh he chokes on.
Norie starts to pat my VP’s back. “It’s okay, Heart. You don’t have to use the second-thousand-hand wannabe blowup doll. I’ll buy you a brand-spanking new one. Best not to spank it, though, or it’ll be a one and done deal.”
“Stop,” Heart croaks. “Fucking hell, woman, you’re too much.”
“I know.” Norie’s face falls and her next words are hushed, but I catch them anyway when she says, “It’s what they all say eventually.”
Is this related to what Sevrin mentioned? People taking advantage and then dumping her once they’ve had enough? I shouldn’t care. On the other hand, it doesn’t feel right. Which reminds me of something else I’ve been avoiding.
“Norie,” I grunt to make her eyes collide with mine as I get to my feet. “We’re heading back to the clubhouse. Swade wants to talk to you.”
She gets up and says, “But do I want to talk to him?”
“I couldn’t give a rat’s ass. You’re going to talk to him either way.” I reach for her elbow, but she anticipates it and quickly moves her arm.
Whirling around, she gets right in my face. “Stop acting like my elbow is a steering wheel. I can move on my own accord, thank you very much.”
A smirk tugs my lips. Like I said, this woman doesn’t have the needy attitude, though she definitely has an attitude.
Letting some of the lust seep into my voice, I let her know, “You might move on your own accord, but you like me taking the wheel when my cock is inside you.”
Her cheeks heat, pupils dilate, and those lush lips part. I know she’s thinking about my cock deep inside her sweet pussy. Reaching for her throat, I curl my fingers around her neck and pull her close.
My lips brush her ear when I whisper, “Do you miss feeling sore? I might have been busy handling club business these past few days, leaving you to sleep alone in my bed, but I meant what I said. You. Are. Mine.”
Her breath catches. “You’re annoying.”
I give her throat a little squeeze, enough to make her gasp. “Admit it.”
She swallows, and it’s thrilling to feel how she leans into my grip. “Fine. I miss the good sex. Doesn’t mean I like you.”
A chuckle flows from me. “You like a part of me. It’s a start. Now, time for you to put that sweet pussy on the back of my bike.”
I move my hand to the back of her neck and guide her toward the door.
“Moving your grip from my elbow to my neck isn’t progress,” Norie grumbles.
Once we’re outside and it’s just the two of us, I keep my voice low when I tell her, “I need for you to find out if Swade knows about Gilpin.”
“My first response would be...he would never. Then again, he lied to me about something so freaking crucial. Though, I don’t think he’d let anyone fuck with the brewery.
You know very well why he brought you guys in to push Bitchy Bitch out.
She was going to rip his company to shreds by demanding half with the divorce.
You guys handled it and managed to keep it in his hands. He wouldn’t fuck it up.”
“We need to be sure,” I press.
She huffs out a dramatic sigh. “Should I change into an all-black outfit?”
I frown and wonder, “Why?”
“The blood,” she states with a hint of “duh” in her tone.
An involuntary snort leaves me. “I kept Gilpin alive, didn’t I?”
Norie shrugs. “Time is ticking away for that asshole. He messed up big time. I seriously hate liars, but stealing from people you consider friends? What’s the whole point in being a part of a brotherhood when you stab members in the back and then look them in the eye with a smile on your damn face and be all happy and shit?
I don’t get it I couldn’t do it...shit. I’d break out in hives if I did.
The thought alone is enough to freak me out. ”
“Greed I’m guessing. Though, you never really know what goes on in a person’s head. A prime example is how I earned my road name.”
“Do I want to know this story?” she mutters under her breath.
It’s time to tell her this part of my life to let her know where I stand when it comes to women.