Chapter Nine
K ane
The locker room at The Pit reeked of sweat and blood, making me chuckle.
“What?” Haze asked, working methodically as he wrapped tape around my knuckles.
“Nova will hate this place.”
Haze nodded, chuckling himself as he secured the last piece of tape. “Too tight?”
I flexed my fingers, testing the wrap. “Perfect.”
A knock on the door had both our heads turning. Haze tapped his palm against my hands then stood, moving to answer the door while I continued rolling my shoulders, trying to loosen up.
When the door swung open, my breath caught.
Nova stood there with Ghost, and holy fuck, did she look incredible. The red dress she wore hugged every curve like a second skin, pushing her tits up in a way that made my mouth water. And those long legs of hers were goddam perfection.
“Damn, Kitten,” I growled, drinking her in. “Can't wait to have those legs wrapped around me later.”
Her cheeks flushed that pretty pink I loved, but her eyes were dark with desire.
Good girl.
I crossed the room in three long strides, cupping her face and claiming her mouth in a hard kiss. It’d only been a few hours but fuck, if I hadn’t thought of her every second since we left her at the brownstone.
Nova melted against me instantly, her small hands cool against my bare chest.
When I pulled back, her lips were swollen, and her eyes were glazed.
“You good?” I asked. I knew this place wasn’t her jam, but she’d come anyway. For me. I swallowed the lump in my throat. She had no idea what her coming to my fight meant to me.
“Not really.” She laughed nervously. “I don’t want you getting hurt.” Frowning, she lifted her fingers to my cheeks as if she could see the future.
“Don’t gotta worry about me, baby. Promise. I got this.” I dropped another kiss onto her lips, hoping to take away her worry but it was pointless. She’d worry until it was over.
“Haze is going to take you to your seats,” I told her. “I've got a fight to win.”
Nova nodded, lifting up onto her toes, and I met her halfway. “Be careful.”
Fuck.
She was too fucking sweet.
Transferring her to Haze, I grinned as his hand settled possessively on her lower back. She was safe now, and I could focus on my fight.
Dragon appeared in the doorway just as they turned to leave. “Ready?”
I cracked my neck, feeling the familiar pre-fight adrenaline starting to coil in my muscles. “Fuck yes. Gonna beat the breaks off this fucker.”
Dragon grinned. “That’s what I wanna hear.”
The opening riff of “Bodies” by Drowning Pool started pumping through the warehouse speakers as we made our way towards the cage.
The crowd was louder than it’d been in months, and from the looks of it, there was a full house.
Hell yeah. That meant there’d be one hell of a payout once I took this fool out.
Dragon and I stepped through the corridor into the main area and the roar of cheers hit me like a physical blow. This was my house, and these were my people. If Mad Dog didn’t know before, he sure as fuck knew now.
Glancing over my shoulder, my eyes locked onto where Nova sat between Haze and Banner in the VIP section.
Even with the distance between us, I could see the worry etched on her beautiful face. I threw her a wink as I climbed into the cage, hoping to ease her fears.
I meant it when I told her that she didn’t need to worry about me. Part of me hated that she was about to see this side of me, but I couldn’t hide the monster that lurked beneath the surface forever. This was part of who I was, and she’d have to accept it all if things were going to work.
“Get out of your head,” Dragon growled from beside me.
He was right. Time to focus.
Closing my eyes, I pulled in a deep breath and held it before slowly letting it out.
Silence the distraction.
Instantly, everything around me went deathly silent and everything outside of the cage faded away.
My whole focus was now on Mad Dog as he paced the opposite side of the cage like a rabid animal, living up to his name. His eyes were wild, and I smirked. Dumbass was probably hopped up on something.
Didn't matter.
This was my domain, and the only way he was leaving was on a stretcher.
The emcee called through the speakers for us to get our asses to the center.
Mad Dog towered over me by a few inches, but I wasn't worried. You know what they say: the bigger they are, the harder they fall.
“Clean fight,” echoed around the room, and there was a shared chuckle from all in attendance.
Everyone knew it was bullshit.
There was only one rule at The Pit—the last man standing wins.
When the bell rang, Mad Dog charged at me like a bull. What a fucking dumbass. He was telegraphing all his moves.
Well, alright, motherfucker. Olé.
I pivoted, letting him crash into the cage behind me. The crowd roared as I landed two quick jabs to his kidney.
He spun, swinging wildly, but I was already dancing away.
“That all you got?” I taunted, keeping light on my feet.
“You’re a dead man,” he snarled, coming at me again.
This time, when he swung those big fucking paws, his fist clipped my jaw, and the impact rattled my teeth.
I grinned, tasting my own blood when I swiped my tongue across my gums.
Looked liked the pound puppy was good and fucking pissed now.
Now we were talking.
Mad Dog came at me again, but I blocked his next punch and countered with an uppercut that snapped his head back.
“Come on, pup. School’s in fucking session.” If there was one thing I was good at, it was getting into my opponent’s head.
Again, he came at me, head down ready to bulldoze me over. I landed a knee to his nose, stunning him long enough to send a brutal kick to his thigh.
The sound was deep, hollow. It fucking hurt, I was sure of it.
Mad Dog stumbled but didn’t go down, and color me impressed. I didn’t think the big fucker had that much fight in him, but it looked like I was wrong.
“Finish him!” someone shouted from the crowd.
From either the drugs or adrenaline, Mad Dog recovered fast, catching me with a hook that had stars dancing in my vision. He followed with a knee to my ribs that knocked the wind from my lungs.
“Kane!” Nova screamed, her voice carrying over the jeers.
There was no way I was going to lose this fight with my girl out in the crowd.
Fuck that.
Gritting my teeth against the pain, I blocked his next strike and countered with a combination—jab, cross, hook. Each one landed solid, making Mad Dog stagger back, blood streaming from his nose.
The bell rang, ending the first round.
I staggered over to my corner, where Dragon was waiting with a bottle of water. I took it before dropping onto the stool for him to check my ribs.
“He's strong but sloppy,” Dragon said. “Use it against him.”
I nodded, my eyes finding Nova. She was gripping Haze's arm, her knuckles white. Seeing her so upset didn’t sit right with me.
My kitten was too sweet to ever have that look on her face.
An airhorn filled the air, and Dragon exited the cage.
Round two started but this time, Mad Dog was being more cautious.
We circled each other, trading shots.
Back and forth until he lucked out and caught me with an elbow that split my eyebrow.
“Fuck!” I growled as blood started to trickle into my eye.
Not good.
I waited for my opening, letting him waste energy with wild swings. He was out of shape, and it wouldn’t take long for him to wear himself out.
When he overextended on a right hook, I struck. My fist connected with his liver, and he doubled over. I followed with another knee to his face that sent him sprawling.
The room exploded with people shouting and cussing as Mad Dog struggled to his feet just before the count. The bell saved him just in time.
“One more round,” Dragon reminded me as I bounced on my feet to keep my legs from getting lazy. “Make it count.”
I rolled my shoulders, feeling the exhaustion creeping in. I was in good shape, but this sport was brutal.
Glancing over my shoulder at Nova's worried face had fresh adrenaline surging through me.
I had to win this fight. Not just for the club’s coffers, but for her as well.
The air horn blew, and the final round started.
Desperate, Mad Dog rushed me, managing to get me against the cage. Putting all his weight behind him, his fists landed against my ribs, each blow felt like a sledgehammer.
I tucked my elbows. All I could do was try to weather the storm, wait for him to run out of steam.
When his assault started to slow, I knew it was now or never.
Breaking free from his grip, I spun us, reversing our positions. My elbow caught his temple, dazing him, but I didn't let up.
Left hook, right cross, knee to the body.
Each strike was precise and brutal.
Mad Dog's defense crumbled under the onslaught.
The opening I needed came when he shifted to cover his face, dropping his guard.
I unleashed a spinning back kick that connected perfectly with his jaw.
In slow motion, his eyes locked onto mine for a brief second before rolling back in his head.
He was out like a fucking light, and the crowd went wild.
I raised my fists in victory, immediately seeking out Nova. The pride and relief on her face made the victory feel even sweeter.
Without thought, I was on the move, my eyes fixed on hers as Haze helped her to her feet.
They made it through the crowd just as I stepped out of the cage.
“Kane!” Her voice wavered as she leaped into my arms, not caring about the blood and sweat, or the fact her dress had ridden up, revealing the silky panties I felt under my palms.
“You scared me,” came her whispered words against my neck.
I held her tight, giving her ass a firm squeeze. “Never doubt me, Kitten.”
Haze moved in behind Nova, no doubt blocking everyone’s view of her perfect heart-shaped ass. “Good fight.”
I grinned at him over Nova's head. “Always is.”
Dragon appeared beside us with my winnings—a fat envelope that would help keep the coffers full. But the real prize was right there in my arms.
“You’re bleeding,” Nova said, her fingers ghosting over my split eyebrow.
I caught her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. “I know how you can make it feel all better, Kitten.”
Her cheeks went crimson.
Fucking adorable.
Haze's low grunt told me he was thinking the same thing.
Tightening my hold on her bottom, I headed straight for the locker room.
“Out,” I growled to the few stragglers inside.
The door slammed behind us, and I devoured her mouth with a hunger that was almost feral.
Haze's low chuckle and the echoing sound of the door locking had my cock springing to life.
Frantic to be inside her, I released her, letting her body slide down mine.
“Fuck, I can smell how much you want us,” I groaned.
Taking hold of the hem of her dress, I yanked it up and over her hips.
Nova gasped, her eyes hooded.
Hands shaking, I spun her around, pressing her back against my chest. My cock strained against my shorts, and I freed it, aching to be inside her.
“Kane...” she breathed, her head rolling back onto my shoulder as I trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck.
My hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts through her dress, teasing her nipples until they were hard peaks.
“This is my prize, Kitten,” I growled low in her ear, one hand slipping between her legs, pushing her panties aside. She was soaked, her folds slick and ready.
I slid two fingers inside her, and she moaned, her pussy clenching around the digits.
Haze stepped in front of her, his eyes dark with lust. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss. Nova reached up, her hands tangling in his hair as she kissed him back, her ass grinding against my cock.
I pulled my fingers out, and Nova whimpered at the loss. But I didn't leave her wanting for long. I lifted her, aligning my cock with her entrance and driving into her with one hard thrust. She cried out, her back arching as I filled her completely.
Haze broke the kiss, his breath ragged. He spat in his hand, stroking his cock as he watched me fuck Nova. Her tits bounced with each thrust, her moans filling the room.
I pulled out and spun Nova around before lifting her back into my arms and impaling her on my dick.
“Fuck, Kitten. This pussy’s going to be the death of me.” She was so wet, so hot.
My eyes drifted to Haze as he spat again, his hand disappearing behind her. I felt his fingers, slick and probing, as he prepared her.
“You ready, sweetheart?” I asked, my voice sounding hoarse to my own ears.
Nova nodded, her eyes glazed over with pleasure.
I held Nova’s body tight against my chest as Haze positioned himself, the head of his cock pressing against her ass.
I remained perfectly stilled, letting him slowly push into her. Nova's breath hitched, her nails digging into my arms. Haze froze, giving her a second to breathe through the discomfort before pressing in further.
“Fuck, she's tight,” Haze groaned, his forehead resting on Nova's shoulder.
I could feel him, his cock sliding against mine, only a thin barrier separating us.
Nova panted, her body trembling as she adjusted to the sensation of being filled by both of us.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Please... move.”
Haze and I exchanged a look, a silent agreement that nobody else would ever have her like this passing between us.
Carefully we began to move, our cocks sliding in and out of her in sync.
The room filled with the sounds of our ragged breaths, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, and Nova's pleasured cries.
We took her, claimed her.
Nova's moans grew louder, her body tensing as she neared her peak.
I could feel her pussy fluttering, gripping my cock like a vise.
“Come for us, Kitten,” I growled, my teeth nipping at her ear. “Let us feel you.”
Nova screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit. The sight and sounds of her coming undone sent Haze and me over the edge.
We thrust into her harder, faster, until finally our cocks pulsed inside her, filling her with our cum.
The three of us stood there, our bodies connected as we struggled to catch our breaths.
Haze pulled out slowly, and Nova winced.
“Okay, baby?” I asked, carefully lowering her to her feet.
Nova turned so she could see us both. Her eyes were soft, and her body glowing.
“I love you. Both of you.”