Chapter 21 Skull
SKULL
I’m daydreaming about last night and how I laid back and made Isla sit on my face, with my mask still on. I just rolled up the part that covered my mouth, giving her the perfect seat to grind that perfect pussy on, when Bones kicks my shin with his foot.
“What?” I ask, then realize everyone is staring at me.
“You said you had something you wanted to bring up at the table.” Prez scowls, unimpressed with me not paying attention.
“He’s got pussy on his mind.” Lore grins, rapping his knuckles on the table.
Angel smirks, but says nothing. It’s his room I went to last night to borrow that rope and the mask.
Which I’m going to have to replace after she rode all over it.
Not to mention I’m going to need to use it again because she was so fucking wet and so into it that I’m getting hard right now just thinking about it.
What else is she reading about? I’m going to reenact it all for her.
“Yes, I want to officially claim Isla and make her my old lady,” I announce, looking at each of my brothers’ faces around the table.
They go quiet for a moment until Prez speaks, but I don’t understand why. “Just you are claiming her, not Bones.”
My brother and I share a look.
We never spoke about sharing an old lady, but I guess the other men took it for granted.
Maybe we both did too.
But that was before I met Isla.
“Just me,” I announce, leaning back in my chair. “But nothing else has changed with my brother apart from us sharing pussy.”
The men laugh, and Bones smirks, probably thinking about how I let him share my old lady.
“Anyone have any issues with Skull claiming Isla?” Prez asks, and the men go silent. He stares at Bones for a second, waiting to see if he has anything to say.
“She’ll make a good old lady,” Bones declares, and Prez nods.
“We’ll get the property cut ordered.”
“And I’m glad to have a nurse here,” Scorp adds, glancing over at me. “She’s intelligent, stays calm, and knows her shit. She will be an asset to the club.”
Pride fills me.
“And the women like her,” War adds, nodding his approval.
“They added her into the group chat, so they’ve already taken her in,” Lore says, running a hand through his beard. “Also, something about a girls’ night to welcome her properly.”
“They can go to Strike or Club Cobra for that,” Prez suggests, wanting them to stay at venues we own. “I’ll put the prospects on them.” He then turns to Haze. “How’s our bank account looking?”
“Pretty fucking good,” he replies with a grin, sliding a folder to Prez. “The businesses are thriving. King Cobra Ink is doing well. So is Viper’s. We’ve been contacted about doing security for a few people, but that’s up to you, Prez. Financially, we don’t need it.”
That also feels good, knowing our business is making us all money, and I can take care of Isla and Natalia and give them anything they will ever need.
“The land next to here is for sale, and I want to purchase it so members can start building their own houses if they wish,” Prez says, glancing around at us all.
“I think it’s safer to have us all here, and I personally would love to have my grandson here.
” He stares War down, then turns to Suit.
“If you can look into it and tell me what you think.”
Bones and I share a look. We’ve been looking for a house to move into with Natalia, but maybe it’s better to wait and build something on Serpents of Chaos land.
Suit nods, already pulling out his phone. “On it.”
“I think that’s all,” Prez announces, his blue eyes landing on Blade. “You stay here. Everyone else can leave.”
Bones and I walk into the kitchen, and I grab Natalia from Atiana. “Thank you for watching her.”
“My pleasure,” she replies, pressing a soft kiss on her cheek. “Has Isla gone to work?”
“Yeah, she has a few day shifts this week.”
“At least Scorp can keep an eye on her.” Bones smirks, smiling down at our daughter.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already got him giving me updates.”
My brother laughs, but only when Atiana leaves the kitchen does he ask, “You got a tracker on her?”
“Got a tracker on her car and phone. She’d fucking hate it if she found out, but can’t be too careful. Yeah, it’s been quiet, but you never know when some fucker from a long time ago that’s still holding a vendetta against us pops up and wants revenge,” I rant, but Bones just nods.
“No, I agree. We need to keep her safe,” he says, something flickering through his expression before he masks it. “How did you get it on her phone?”
“When she was asleep, I gave it to Blade, and he quickly worked his magic.”
Bones smirks, nodding with approval. “And you, Miss Natalia, are definitely going to have a tracker on you.”
She stares up at him, blinking. “When she goes to school, she’ll have Zade. And Dove will be a few years older than her. Rider would have moved on to high school by then.”
“Zade will protect her,” Bones decides, holding his arms out to take her from me. “Now hand her over. I promised I’d take her for a walk outside to see the birds.”
My lip twitches as I let him take her from me. “I’m going to the garage then. I’ll see you both when I get back.”
I’m about to hop onto my bike when Ora pulls in, smiling when she sees me. I walk over to her and open the car door. “I just did a big food shop for the cookout after the charity ride next week.”
“Alone?” I ask, my brows knitting together.
“No, not alone,” she replies, nodding to Romeo, who rides in and parks next to her. “I tried to race him. He wasn’t happy.”
No, he wasn’t.
Romeo gets off his Harley and storms over to us. He’s an imposing man. Tall, deadly, and has those mismatched eyes that look like they see right through you. “Ora, do you want Prez and War to murder me?”
“I didn’t go that fast.” She sighs, rolling her eyes. “Can you please help me get the bags out, Romeo?”
“We’ll do it, you go inside,” I say, grabbing some of the bags off the back seat. Romeo gets the ones from the trunk, and it takes us a few trips to get everything to the kitchen.
“So you raced, and she won?” I tease, and he flashes me an unimpressed look.
“You think I want to get caught racing the Vice President’s old lady? I was tailing her and slowed down, hoping she would take the hint and do the same, but she didn’t. I was scared that if I came up on her, she’d go even faster,” he explains, stretching his neck from side to side.
I clap my hand down on his shoulder. “You got her here safely, so you did your job. I’m about to head off to the garage. You staying here?”
“Yeah, I need to stick with Ora until War gets back from his sister’s house. Zade is with Prez upstairs.”
“All right, Bones is outside with Natalia if you need him.”
I send a quick message to War.
Skull
Your woman needing a little excitement in her life? Gave Romeo a heart attack trying to race him when he was following her home.
War
I’ll handle her.
Smirking, I get on my bike and ride to Viper’s. Mase is out front talking to a customer when I pull in.
“Everything all right?” I ask him, and he nods.
“Yeah, all good. We’re pretty much booked out for the next month.”
“I think we might need to hire another mechanic. I might put an ad out,” I say, stepping inside.
I stay for a few hours to make sure everything is running smoothly. By the time I get back to the clubhouse, Isla still has an hour before she finishes, and then she will go home and walk Layla.
I don’t like it when she does that alone at night.
I know how protective Layla is, but I still don’t like it.
Last night, she brought Layla here for the first time when she stayed over. She still had to leave early this morning for work, so I told her I’d do Layla’s morning run and then drop her back at her house. I should have just kept her here, and then Isla could have come straight here.
Skull
I’ll meet you at your house and walk Layla with you. Then come stay with me tonight?
“Skull!” Lifting my head from my phone, I see Rune and Curse sitting at the bar with drinks in their hands.
“Come have a drink with us,” Curse says, turning around and telling Brandy to get me another one. Once she opens it, he hands it to me.
“You’ve been busy, brother. A baby. An old lady.” Rune grins, flashing straight white teeth. Both brothers run the club tattoo shop. Curse only got out of prison a few months ago, and Rune transferred from the Dawson chapter to be with his older brother.
“The baby, not from the old lady,” Curse adds, tilting his head to the side and watching me with those almost black eyes. “She’s good for you, Skull. She was meant for you and only you. You made the right move.”
Did I mention Curse can be creepy as hell? He knows shit. Sees things. He’s a spiritual kind of guy, even though he doesn’t look like it.
“It feels right,” I admit, taking a sip of cold beer.
Brandy slams down a glass behind me, clearly not liking what she heard.
Rune half turns to face her, raising his eyebrow. “Got a problem there, sweetheart?”
“No, no problem at all,” she replies in a saccharine sweet tone. But then she mutters something about who is she going to lose next.
Curse flashes me an amused look, his shoulders shaking as he laughs. “You know they say don’t shit where you eat.”
“Does that mean you don’t fuck any of the club girls?” I ask, and this time Rune laughs.
My phone vibrates, and I pull it out of my jeans pocket to read it.
Isla
Finished early. Come to my house now? I’ve been thinking about you all day, and I need you to come and fuck me right now.
I stand up so quickly that the stool I was sitting on falls over.
“Have to go,” I call out, ignoring the laughter and whipping sounds behind me.
But I leave with a smile on my face.
All fucking mine.