Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
NOVA
“The happy couple returns!” Star cheers as Beast and Belle walk into the club. It’s been just over a week since I confessed all and tried to make amends with Spider. I haven’t seen him until today. The club are having a welcome back party for Beast and Belle. They were only gone for 2 weeks, but Star insisted they should have a newlywed party for them. To be honest, I think Star just likes throwing parties. Not that bikers need a reason to party.
“Beer?” Scar offers. I smile and shake my head no.
“Nah, I’m good.” I smile.
He nods. “Smart woman.”
I laugh. “I wouldn’t say smart. I just like to enjoy the good times completely sober.”
Scar drapes his arm over my shoulders. “Stick with me beautiful, and I will show you some fucking amazing times,” he teases.
I laugh. “Is that so?” I counter.
“Oh baby, you have no idea how good it could be.” He winks.
I blush, and his eyes alight at seeing my reaction. My eyes flicker to his mouth, and he quickly turns his body to mine and begins to lean in, his mouth hovering over mine. I’m not sure I should do this. Is this a mistake? Scar smiles before he pulls back slightly and places a soft kiss on my nose before drinking some of his beer.
I frown, confused. “Scar, did I do something wrong?” I ask.
He looks down on me. His gaze is heated as they sweep over my face and body. “Beautiful girl, you could never do anything wrong, but I can sense your hesitation. You ain’t ready for my mouth, or any other part of me for that matter,” he states.
“Oh,” I breathe.
He leans closer and kisses the top of my head. “Don’t sweat it, darlin’. It ain’t meant to be, but that don’t mean I can’t still make you blush though. That may be my new favourite thing to do.”
I sigh and wrap my arm around his waist, giving him a squeeze.
“I go away for a while, and you’ve already bagged yourself the new girl?” a deep voice says from behind us. We turn around and see Beast stood there with a big grin.
Scar lets go of me and gives Beast a manly hug and a slap on the back. “Good to have you back, brother,” Scar says before stepping back. “And it ain’t what you think. I’m just keeping Nova here company,” Scar explains.
Beast raises a brow. “Is that what you’re calling it now?”
I quickly interrupt. “It’s true. We are just friends,” I add. Belle walks over and wraps her arms around Beast. He holds her close, looking down on her with so much love and adoration.
“Hi, I’m Belle. We didn’t get a chance to meet properly at the wedding, mostly because this one dragged me off,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Darlin’, I don’t remember hearing you protest. You did a lot of screaming and shouting, but that was just you begging for more,” Beast states.
Belle’s cheeks go red, and she presses her face into his torso to hide her embarrassment. “Seriously. I’m so sorry,” she apologises. “He has no filter,” she adds, shaking her head.
“It’s fine.” I laugh.
“Scar,” a woman’s voice purrs from behind us. I turn and see a pretty blonde woman in a very tight and short dress. I look down at my outfit in comparison; a thin strapped white linen maxi dress. It’s what people would class as a hippy type dress, but I like it and I feel sexy in it, as I can’t wear a bra and I have to wear the tiniest thong, so it doesn’t show through the white material. Compared to what that girl is wearing though, I’m practically dressed like a nun.
Scar turns his full attention to the woman, or girl. She looks so young. “Excuse me,” he says before placing his hand on the back of the woman’s neck. Well, I guess I was not anything special to Scar. Just another number on his checklist.
“She’s 20, a new bunny, so don’t take it personally,” Belle whispers in my ear.
“Oh, I wasn’t. I mean, I don’t think... Well, we never went there or planned to,” I ramble. Belle looks to Beast and they both smirk at my embarrassment. “Er, I’m just going to go and get a soda,” I say before sliding away. I walk into the kitchen and sigh. How do I always manage to make a complete tit of myself?
I open the fridge and grab a bottle of water before pushing myself up on the counter. I sit there, leaning against the wall, staring out the window, listening to the sounds of muffled music and people talking and laughing. Suddenly, the door swings open and I jump as I see Spider walk in. He goes to the fridge and grabs some lemons before closing the door.
“I thought you were escaping the party like me,” I say softly.
He spins around, his eyes landing on me. “No,” he answers before he turns to leave.
“Why do you hate me?” I press.
He pauses, his back to me. “I don’t hate you,” he snaps.
“Then why won’t you ever talk to me? And when you look at me, there is either hatred or pity. Is that what it is, you pity my situation? I’m not worthy of your time because I’m an ex-junkie and an ex-whore?!” I snap, fed up of trying to read his moods.
Spider spins around and storms towards me. He slams his hands down on the counter on either side of my hips, caging me in. “I couldn’t give a shit about who you were in your past,” he seethes.
I lean in close, my temper rising. “Then why do you continue to treat me like shit?”
His eyes darken as his jaw ticks. His hands grab my hips, yanking me forward. I gasp as he nestles between my legs. “Is this what you want? You want me to touch you? To fuck you?” he growls, his fingers digging into my flesh.
My heart is racing. I don’t know what to say or how to react. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper. “Is that why you do this, trap my body with yours?” I press.
He smirks. “Fuck no.” He steps back, releasing his hold of me. “We will never fuck, so I suggest you run back to Scar,” he adds before walking away.
Feeling confused, pissed and humiliated all at once, I jump off the counter and storm towards him. Not thinking and only acting on my anger, I rear my fist back and hit him in the back. He freezes and slowly turns around.
I gasp. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” I ramble. He takes a step towards me, backing me into a corner, all while I continue to ramble my apology. “You, you just make me so mad, and I’m not usually an aggressive person. But you... You just, argggh!” I rant.
He lifts his hand and I flinch. He raises his brow as he slowly glides his hand up, cupping my jaw. Lowering his head, his lips graze over mine. “The feeling is fucking mutual. You infuriate me. Just you being here creates a burning rage within my chest. Everything about you gets under my skin. The way you walk, the way you laugh, the way you smile. The way you wear this hippy shit that reveals so much of your skin,” he rasps low in his chest. He pauses as he trails his fingers from my jaw down to my neck, then to my chest to the swell of my breast. I suck in a shuddering breath and his eyes flicker to mine. “I fucking hate everything you make me feel.”
I search his eyes. Leaning up on my toes, I close the small distance, but just as our lips touch, the kitchen door swings open. Spider jumps back.
“Woah, sorry. Didn’t mean to interrupt anything.” Hawk smirks.
Spider grabs his bottle of water and storms past Hawk. “Fuck off, like I would touch that,” he snaps as he walks out of the kitchen. I would be lying if I said that remark didn’t hurt. Hawk’s smile falls and his concerned gaze lands on me.
I quickly plaster on a smile before I walk over to grab my water and take a drink. “That’s better, needed that. Back to the party.” I sigh as I walk past him all breezy, when inside I just want to curl up in the corner and hide. Before I walk into the bar area, I lean against the wall to catch my breath.
“There you are. I wondered where you got to!” Star says as she comes up to me. I smile and hold up my water. Star hooks her arm through mine. “Come on, the party is just getting good. Just remember not to be alarmed by what you see. There are still some single brothers that like to party hard. Especially with the bunnies,” she explains.
I nod. Maggie gave me the run down earlier of what exactly happens at a biker party when there are no kids. “I’ve been briefed.” I laugh.
Star nods. “Good, because we are about to play poker,” she adds.
I frown and look at her. “Poker? But I don’t have any money to put down,” I tell her.
She laughs. “Oh, it’s not that kind of poker. It’s strip poker.”
I shake my head. “Oh no. No, I can’t do that,” I say, feeling panicked.
Star stops and turns to face me. “It’s okay. You don’t have to join in if you don’t want to. It’s harmless really, and usually before any of us get too naked, the guys get all jealous and possessive and carry us off.” She gives me a sly smile.
She makes me sit at the table, and there they are all sat; Beast and Belle, Maggie and Cash, Hawk and Josie, Rage and Dixie, Ghost and Star, Scar with that Bunny stood behind him, her hand possessively placed on his shoulder, and Buzz, another brother I haven’t really met properly. I breathe a sigh of relief when I realise that Spider isn’t playing. I don’t exactly feel confident in playing as it is, but I know if he was here, I would be extremely anxious.
“So, the rules; the player with the highest hand wins and everyone else is required to remove a piece of clothing,” Ghost says, shuffling the cards. I raise my hand. Ghost smirks. “Just speak Nova, this isn’t school.”
I retract my hand and clear my throat. “Um, what if we only have 2 items of clothes on. What do I do then?” I ask.
Before Ghost can answer, Spider walks over and pulls out the chair next to me and sits down. “Don’t lose,” he states. I shift uncomfortably at having him so close.
“I’m feeling lucky! I know it,” Hawk says, clapping his hands together as Ghost deals the cards. I peek at my cards and sigh. I look up and catch Spider staring at me. I shift my body a little, turning on an angle so he can’t see my cards.
“Okay, you all know the rules. It’s five card draw. You want to switch out some cards, you do it now,” Ghost orders. Spider switches out 2 of his, as does Star and Maggie. Rage just sits there, staring straight ahead, not even looking at his cards.
“Not switching any?” Hawk asks, noticing I haven’t swapped out any cards.
I shake my head, trying to keep my best poker face.
“Confidence. I like it.” Scar winks.
“I think your hand might be the one to watch,” Buzz states.
I raise my brow. “Maybe it’s yours that needs to be watched?” I counter.
“Darlin’ girl, you can come and watch anything of mine anytime,” he flirts.
I can’t help it. I laugh.
“Save the cheesy chat up lines for later. It’s game time, mother fuckers. Let’s see what you’ve all got,” Star says excitedly as she turns over her cards. Everyone displays their cards, and Star fist pumps the air. “Flush. Read it and weep suckers,” she boasts. “Now strip!” she demands.
“Easy there, darlin’. Spider and Nova are still to display theirs,” Ghost states, staring across the table at us. I turn and face Spider, nodding for him to go first.
“Together,” he demands.
I nod and we both turn our cards over. I smile as I look down at mine “A full house,” I gloat.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Star groans.
“Not bad, sweetheart,” Spider says in a patronising voice. That’s when I look at his cards and see a royal flush.
“How in the fuck did you manage that?” Star protests.
Spider shrugs, sipping his drink. His sharp green eyes spark with amusement. “Strip,” he demands, his gaze on mine.
I have 2 options. I can either remove my dress and sit here in just a thong, or I can remove my thong. Either way, next round there is a high chance I will be sat here completely naked. I watch as the guys all start removing their T-shirts.
“Just to say, um, well done ladies,” I congratulate. All of them are a woman’s dream. The ol’ ladies all laugh.
“Where is our congratulations?” Buzz asks as he stands there in nothing but his jeans and boots. My eyes scan over his toned, perfectly muscled body with his washboard abs. “Yeah baby, drink it in.” He winks.
I laugh but feel the heat hit my cheeks. “Sit your baby ass down. What she wants is to look at a real man,” Scar goads as he lifts his T-shirt off. He too has a toned body, but he’s more broad across the chest with bigger arms. I notice scars on his body too. “Cast your eyes on a real man, darlin’.” He winks.
“Everyone has removed their clothing, apart from you, sweetheart. What’s the matter? You having second thoughts? You can always back out if you want to,” Spider taunts.
I stand and shimmy my thong down my legs. I grab it in my hand and throw it at his chest. “I never back out. I just hope your dick is as big as your ego to see this game through to the end,” I provoke back before sitting down.
“Okay, I have to declare that I fucking love Nova. If I could reach across the table now and high 5 you, I would.” Star applauds, sitting there unphased that her sheer lace bra is completely see through. “Oh, don’t mind the girls. They’ve all seen them. From when I stripped at the club,” she adds.
“And not forgetting when Ghost claimed you.” Buzz snorts.
The table goes silent, and I look at Ghost, who is busy glaring at Buzz. “You wank over my ol’ lady’s tits?” He growls.
Buss frowns. “No Pres,” Buzz defends.
“You often think about that night when I was fucking my woman? You thinking about how her fucking perfect tits bounced every time I slammed my dick inside her?” Ghost presses.
Buzz shakes his head, holding up his hands. “Pres, sorry. I shouldn’t have mentioned it,” he apologises.
Star places her hand on Ghost’s chest, pulling his attention to her. She whispers something to him, and he smiles before placing a soft kiss on her lips. Ghost turns his attention back to the cards, shuffling them and dealing them again. The next 3 games I win.
“What the fuck? You played us,” Scar states, smirking sat in just a pair of fitted boxers.
I bite my bottom lip, smiling as I shake my head. “Just lucky, I guess.” I shrug. I cast a side glance at Spider who is sat barefoot and bare chested in his jeans.
“Final game, because if my woman loses any more items of clothing, I will fuck her in the middle of this table for you all to see,” Ghost growls.
I look at Star and she gives me an enthusiastic nod and a wink. I check my cards and see it’s a rubbish hand. I exchange 2 cards and it’s still no better. Shit.
Everyone displays their cards, and it’s Spider and I that are left until last again. He looks at my face, his lips twitching up at the corners. He knows my cards are shit and as he turns his cards over, I look down and see he has four of a kind.
I wince as I close my eyes, revealing my shit hand. Nothing.
“Right, that’s it then. Come on woman, we are fucking.” Ghost stands and practically drags Star out of the room. The other couples follow suit, each leaving to either fuck or go home and fuck. Soon, it’s just me, Scar, Buzz, and Spider. Oh, and not forgetting the bunny that is still stood behind Scar.
“So, come on then, darlin’,” Scar presses.
Buzz sits back in his chair, resting his hands behind his head, grinning from ear to ear. I sigh and roll my eyes. I stay seated and work my dress up my body, keeping my legs crossed to at least keep some of my body covered. I lift my dress over my head and let it drop to the floor by my feet. I immediately cross my arms over my chest, trying to hold on to some dignity.
“Happy?” laugh.
“Extremely.” Scar smiles, his eyes sweeping over my naked body. He stands. “Come on woman, I need to fuck you now after seeing that,” he says to the bunny. My mouth drops open in shock that he just said he wants to fuck her after seeing me naked.
Buzz stands. “Hold up, brother. I wouldn’t mind a piece of that action,” he calls after them.
“What?” I breathe out, a little in shock.
“She will fuck them both. It’s what bunnies do,” Spider says from beside me. I jump, forgetting for a moment that he was there.
I look at him, but his eyes are on my stomach.
He reaches out and trails his finger along my scar. I shudder at his touch. “He do that to you?” he asks.
“Yeah,” I whisper
His jaw clenches before he nods, his green eyes landing on mine. I swallow. The mood seems to have shifted. His eyes sweep my body, and he lets out a deep frustrated groan before he stands.
“Get dressed before one of the prospects think you’re a bunny and fucks you,” he says before walking off.
I reach down and grab my dress, putting it back on before I run back to my room.