Chapter 16 #3
We had rules, rules they knew about but had chosen to ignore. As much as I hated it, I let it play out. I wasn’t saving them.
As expected, Matteo bent Claire over without warming her up first, holding her in place when she tried to pull away.
“Last chance, Claire. You can leave,” I called out, but she shook her head.
“Fuck you, Skeeter.”
“Don’t fucking cry to me when it’s over,” I scoffed, giving Matteo a dirty look. “If this goes south, it’s on you.”
“Eat shit, Maddox. She loves cock. Don’t you, babe?” he grinned, swatting her ass and making her wince as he thrust deep. A sound of discomfort left her, and I almost pitied her for looking relieved when he pulled out a few moments later and grabbed Mandy.
“She’s all yours, boys,” Matteo stated, sinking his wet cock into Mandy while motioning to Claire.
Her eyes went wide, and I raised an eyebrow at her to silently remind her I’d told her so.
Not many of the guys would touch her, but Cliff definitely would. He was forty-five and had been pretty close to Savage. He’d raped Sasha three times the night of her assault, getting off on knowing she couldn’t stop him.
He’d abided by the new rules when we took over, but that didn’t mean he’d changed.
We might not have liked assault as punishment, but it was pretty common for members to share their girls if they wanted.
I’d never offer Rory up for anyone she didn’t want to touch, but that didn’t mean the others all felt that way when they had a girl on their cocks.
It was a gray area that also needed changing. Too many of the girls over the years were too scared to say no, which I really didn’t like. Coercion didn’t mean consent, but if they were going to keep telling me they were fine with it, my hands were tied.
“Wait,” Claire blurted out, and Matteo glared at her.
“If you’re here as my girl, you’ll do as you're told,” he snarled, making her nod. I should have stepped in, even Rory would have, I was sure of it, but I’d warned Claire about this shit from the first day she started coming here with Mandy and Matteo.
“You can always leave,” I reminded her, her eyes narrowing on me. She was so goddamn stubborn. Samuel glanced at me, waiting for me to explode, but I motioned to him to help himself. “Go on. Matteo said you could help yourself.”
“I’m good,” he mumbled, wincing as Cliff slapped Claire’s breast sharply and made her cry out in pain.
“You’re going to be good for Samuel, aren’t you?” Matteo asked Claire, fisting Mandy’s hair and pulling her head back. “You too. You’ll let them fuck you whenever they want.”
“Someone can join us. I can take on two at once,” Mandy moaned, having no issue being a sex toy for the crew. I was pretty sure she’d been fucking Samuel for a while anyway.
Samuel joined them since she was interested, and when Claire met my eyes to silently plead for me to take over instead of Cliff, I finally looked away.
“Have fun. I’ve got a family dinner at Holloway’s house. If I don’t want these girls here but have to let them because of rules, then you guys can get over Aurora’s presence being here. Understood? No one fucking touches her.”
“That’s different and you know it!” Matteo snapped, slowing his thrusts to glare over his shoulder at me.
“No, it’s not. Aurora’s not to blame, the Soldiers are. She’s my girl, and she’s proven herself time and time again. It’s not her fault you’re all so blinded by hate. Clean the bar when you’re done,” I warned as the door opened and Brick walked in with Jonah.
Brick ran his gaze over the scene in front of them before looking at me with a frown, while Jonah seemed more than happy to watch.
“What’s going on here?” Brick asked as he approached me.
“Matteo’s proving a point, and so am I. What are you guys doing here?”
“D sent us back. He’s hanging out there until you get there,” he shrugged.
“Word of warning. I wouldn’t exactly say Claire’s a willing participant.”
“I don’t want to touch her anyway. Rory doesn’t seem to like her much. If there’s a cat fight, I know which side I don’t want to be on,” he joked, patting my shoulder on his way towards the bar, grabbing a beer before moving across the room to put his feet up and drink in peace.
I headed outside and climbed into my car, driving straight to Rory’s. A lot of people were still lingering around the gate, but Caden must have heard my car and came out to let me in, making sure it was shut behind me.
“Where is everyone?” I asked as we entered the house, not seeing anyone as we made our way downstairs to the basement.
“Diesel’s in the den with Rory, the rest of us are in the theater room gaming if you need us,” he replied, knowing I was going to head to the den.
“What are they doing in the den?”
“Having a drink, I think,” he answered before we parted ways in the hallway.
I walked into the den, finding Rory sitting on the couch alone.
“Hey, baby girl,” I murmured, her eyes lighting up as she saw me.
“Hey.”
“Where’s D? Holloway said he was with you.”
“Bathroom. He started acting weird, so I’ve left him to it until he comes back,” she stated, tugging me down to sit on the couch so she could straddle me. “Why didn’t you tell me Claire’s been clawing at your dick?”
“You and D have been gossiping, have you?” I joked, stretching my legs out to get comfortable. “I didn’t need to tell you. Good news, you’re welcome back at the Shed.”
“Wait, really? I can come back?”
“Yep. If Matteo really wants Claire and Mandy there, he can get over you being there too.”
“How often do the girls go there?”
“All the fucking time lately. I just left them naked on my damn bar getting a train ran through them.” Her face turned thunderous, and I raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t touch them.”
“You watched them all fucking?”
“I had a point to make. I kept my eyes on faces. The only pussy I like my eyes on is you. And sometimes Luke because it makes him uncomfortable,” I said dryly, a snort leaving her.
“What point were you making? That you’re a pervert?”
“It’s crew shit, baby. But I told Claire if she wasn’t on someone’s cock, she wasn’t welcome.
I left her on a cock, so rules are rules.
She can stay,” I shrugged, grabbing Rory’s throat to tug her down for a kiss.
“Let them fuck half the crew if it makes them feel special. They’ll learn the hard way.
Matteo likes to share, regardless of what they want.
I warned them, so if they want to play, let them. ”
“I know I hate them, but you didn’t leave them crying and pinned down, did you?” she asked flatly.
“No. I asked if they were sure and they agreed. Well, Mandy’s happy to do what she’s told. Claire wasn’t really into it, but she agreed and didn’t want my help, so she made her choice. Since they’re out to piss me off, I’ll make sure you’re back to piss them off right back.”
“Aw, you want me around as revenge? How fucking romantic,” she deadpanned, leaning down to kiss me. It was slow but full of heat, her tongue teasing mine as she ground herself on my lap.
“Should I come back later?” Diesel asked dryly as he walked in and saw us, but I chuckled and patted the spot beside me, not stopping my kiss. I just needed a little more.
He sat, and I swore he was watching us, but when I pulled back, he was scrolling on his phone.
“Word of advice. Wash the bar thoroughly in the morning. There’s currently an orgy happening on it,” I warned, making him groan.
“Seriously?”
“Yep. You can probably just head home tonight if you want to avoid seeing anything weird.”
“I’m staying for dinner. Josie said so,” he chuckled. “Did Donovan tell you the story about Slash walking in on her and Ty?”
I looked at Rory and she huffed. “I’ll tell you later. You’ll want more details, and I tried censoring it for Diesel’s poor ears.”
“He can handle it. Tell me,” I insisted, noticing that Diesel looked both uncomfortable and curious to hear the uncensored version.
Hopefully, hearing about the fun things others got up to would make him want to go and fuck someone. I had no idea how he’d gone so long without pussy, but it explained why he was in a bad mood a lot.
As long as it wasn’t my girl, I didn’t give a shit.