Chapter 25 Skull
SKULL
Lore slams his hand down on the bar, laughing so hard his body is shaking.
We’re at our usual table, closest to the stage, and Heaven is up on stage now, making eyes at Danger, who is staring down at his phone.
I’m glad we came out tonight. It’s been good to spend time with my brothers, hanging out and talking shit.
Bones is sitting next to me, laughing at something Lore says.
The prospects have been checking in with us all, letting us know the women are fine, but they’ve been quiet for the last forty minutes.
I sent Ghost a message, but he hasn’t replied yet either.
The children are all with Ana, while we watch her sister up on stage, shaking her ass in a thong. We’ve been offered a lot of lap dances, and a few of the single brothers have taken them up on that. Omen, Rune, and Curse are in the back rooms right now, doing fuck knows what.
One of the strippers with pink hair comes and sits down in my lap while I’m chatting to my brother. I’m about to push her off me when Isla appears out of nowhere, taking in the woman on my lap and storming off with a hurt expression on her face.
“That was bad timing,” Bones mutters, tapping his thigh. “Come sit here, you’re on the wrong twin.”
I lift her off me and onto him and go rushing out to find my woman. Opening the door, the cooler air hits me. Glancing around the parking lot, I see her standing there with Ghost and Xanthe, her hands moving around as she explains to Ghost why she’s so upset.
Xanthe turns to me, her brown eyes blazing. She’s usually the quiet, sweet one, but apparently, she has another side to her. “We’re taking Isla home.”
“The fuck you are,” I reply, sharing a look with Ghost. He knows he can’t do shit. I’ve claimed Isla, she’s mine, and he can’t step in and say shit. He wouldn’t like it if I got involved in whatever he finally has going on with Xanthe any more than I want him in my business now.
“Isla, she sat in my lap just two seconds before you showed up,” I say, coming up behind her and pulling her into my arms. “You can ask any of the men if you don’t believe me. I was just about to get her off me when you walked in.”
“How fucking convenient,” she replies, stumbling a little in her heels.
She’s drunk and angry, not a good combination.
She spins around and points her finger at me.
“Do you know how many men hit on me tonight? And then I ignore all of them wanting to come home to you, and instead, I find you with some stripper on your lap!”
I grin, I can’t help it. She’s stunning, but angry. She’s incredible. “Why don’t we go back to Strike? You can point out all the men who wanted you, and then you can watch me beat the shit out of them.”
“I should beat the shit out of that stripper then,” she fires back, lifting her stubborn little chin. “Even if she was only there for money.”
Ghost’s lip twitches. The bastard. He says something quietly to Xanthe, who turns to me. “If you hurt her, I’m coming for you. Isla, message me when you get home safe.”
Isla nods, and Ghost leads Xanthe inside.
“I would never cheat on you, spitfire,” I promise, reaching down and cupping her cheek.
“Never. I don’t want anyone else. I don’t care how much tits and ass are put in my face.
I’m used to this life, I’m used to half-naked women walking around.
I’m not tempted by that. I love you, and I’ve never said that to another woman before. ”
She huffs but doesn’t push me away when I hold her tightly against me.
“I don’t like any other women touching you, Skull.
I don’t care if it’s just sitting on your lap like that.
I know you’re a biker, and this is your lifestyle, but it’s a deal breaker for me.
I’m not sharing you. Next time, you better push her off you faster!
Now take me back in there, where I’m going to be sitting on your lap and showing everyone that you’re no longer a communal penis! ”
Unable to stop myself any longer, I press my lips against her, sliding my tongue inside her mouth. She’s yelling at me, yet I’m right where I want to be.
Her legs tangle around my waist, and I carry her inside, heading straight for one of the back rooms. I ignore the whistling and cheering from the men and lock the door behind us, lifting her dress while her fingers unfasten my jeans.
“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, spitfire. I think you need a reminder of who you belong to.”
“It’s you who needs the reminder,” she snaps, getting down on her knees and taking my cock out. “This is all mine, Skull. And you need to remember that next time another woman touches you.”
I’m so fucking hard right now.
She opens her mouth, and I feed her my dick. “Take what’s yours then, baby. Show me what you can do with that mouth.”
She’s given me everything I didn’t even know I wanted. I’m not that stupid to ever fuck things up with her.
Yeah, I’ve fucked around, but that was because I had no reason not to.
“I’d never cheat on you or disrespect you, baby,” I vow, pushing her hair off her face. “You have nothing to worry about.”
Her talented mouth brings me to the edge, but I stop her before I come. I want to finish inside her.
But first, I push her back against the wall, kneel in front of her, and lift her thighs over my shoulders, using the wall to hold her up.
“Skull,” she whimpers, burying one of her hands in my hair, using her other palm to brace herself against the wall. “This is the only pussy you’ll have for the rest of your life.”
She says it like a warning, but I smile against her pussy.
When she comes, I lap it all up and then bend her over the couch and fuck her until she screams.
Mine.